Elven Girls Are Easy

His dick grew and grew, inflating first to nine inches, and then ten, and then continuing to expand towards nearly nineteen inches of some monstrous, minotaur-level cock. Most of it remained outside of her now, but the girth alone was enough to worry John: her stomach and pubic mound now showed a clear outline of his invasion as he settled into her, reaching nearly halfway up her stomach with how it pinned her womb against her innards. Her labia was thinly stretched around this terrible thing, and her cries were still of pleasure instead of the pain despite, or perhaps because of, being stretched so mercilessly. When at last he finished growing to the maddening, inhuman size, he rubbed heals into her as he felt her things begin to pop and give away inside of her: he may well have broken her pelvis or ruptured something more vital. He was more thankful for his cult of personality ability than ever: every heal went into her, free of the usual mana charge, and he moaned his tortured apologies as he worked. "God, I didn't mean to- oh geez, but it feels so- I'm sorry- I-" It was difficult to prove his sincere regret as his hips bucked involuntarily, reacting to the vacuum of her cunt. He leaned his head against her sweaty shin, smelled her sweet scent of lavender, and nearly fell from the sensory overload of her constricting pussy. He was immune to her poison, but no paragon feat could save him from her sex.

The explosion of pleasure at the base of his spine wiped any last consideration he might've had to pull out. "Fuuuuuck-!"

"[Fill me up, human!]" The agony of his entry meant nothing now; she yearned for it, and pushed against him even as her bones ached. She never knew she could feel so full, so complete... so wonderfully violated. She yearned for it. She would never know, or perhaps never truly enjoy, the mundane pleasures Thumalk might deliver unto her after this... this man had ruined her. She didn't care. She yearned to be ruined. "[Fill me with your seed!]" Thumalk looked on with tears in his eyes, holding his erect, tiny cock in shame as his wife-to-be surrendered so readily. John obliged. He grunted as his enhanced, unkillable sperm sprayed inside her pocket, finding almost no escape in the sealed spaces between her stretched cunt and his meat, and so instead **** her cervix to open up under the hosing white that burst into her already-packed womb. With terrible impunity, Newman's DNA fell upon the defenseless eggs meant for her future husband. One, five, ten, twenty, thirty-three... and John, in the brief pause between orgasms, looked over her head to see her new status.

Moon elf sage
Lvl 2
14/14hp
48/48mp
Status Effect: Overwhelmed (17 hearts), Pregnant (121 total. Click to expand.)
Relationship: +200 [41 excess]

"Whoa... heh, oh well," John chuckled. "I've got the mana... so don't worry: I can fix you too. But for now..."

"[Thumalk... he... he'll be weakened now. Human males are like elven males in that way, at least: he will be too tired to chase us, or too sated... Please, go run,]" she instructed him, trying to sound convincing, trying to sound like she had any chance at feeling a regular, clean love after what had just transpired within her very soul.

"[Come with me, my love... please come with me?]" Thumalk looked at her, pleading.

"[I... must continue to distract him... please... I promise, once I am free I will-]"

Aphrodisiac applied. Target is 15,000% more receptive to you.

"[... hassssaaaayaaoooaah!]" In truth, the noise that ended her sentence was not elvish, but it also wasn't intelligible in any of the tongues she learned. Her system continued to pump eggs into the sloshing white that already filled her uterus and tubes, fertilized within seconds of release, and John laughed throatily as he watched the pregnancy tracker tick up. A moon elf was never designed for perpetual orgasms, but John Newman was no moon elf fuckboy meant to tease one or two out of her every quarter-century, and so the follicles of her ovaries continued to waver, release, and regenerate, working themselves to exhaustion to appease the demands of the body. Tita could not will them to be still, or to leave her barren, or to even try to pull herself off of the still-erect abomination filling half her body: with her eyes rolled into the back of her head and the dribblings of her cunt rolling down her thigh, she couldn't think of anything at all.

"You elves are crazy... but by all means, keep it up!" With virtually any spell he could cast now being free, he augmented her ovulation... and his eyes went wide as another dozen were added to the count, followed by another. She writhed upon him, and he continued to heal, augment, and augment anew, pumping free spells into her in a stream, sighing happily with every crit along the way.

Augment/reduce physiology lvl3!
Augment/reduce emotions lvl7!
Augment/reduce body lvl7!

Tita's body quivered as he continued to pump into her, the thick outline of his cock inside of her squirming across her skin as he reveled in the sensation of her tightly-wrapped birth canal, eased now by the various augments to her torso that let her take him comfortably. Every other thrust drove another heart onto the counter of her arousal, another orgasm from her drooling mouth, and three more babies on the way. Her breasts, already absurd in size, had ballooned into JJ-cup, milk-leaking monstrosities that made her grip the tree to keep from being tipped into bending over even further. Thumalk cried even as he jerked himself off, his own orgasm spent on the rocks and leaves of this terrible place as he watched the love of his life being violated and transformed. She couldn't stop coming, and there were still millions, and millions, of eager human sperm waiting for more of her young. Every ovum imbedded itself into the verdant walls of her womb, impregnated with anywhere from two to five of his sperm, and settled to begin growing his young. She felt it with her magical senses, one of the few senses she could still recognize as her body fell into a perpetual cycle of orgasm. John couldn't get close to her, on account of the monstrous meat between them, but he licked her leg hungrily and reached for her ear, flicking a finger across its tip as he missed. Tita could take it no longer; she needed this. She needed to be filled and violated and- Gods, the insipid young men of her people paled next to this creature! It was blasphemy, it was unnatural, and she could feel the hundred seeds burying into her womb, from which over four-hundred children would begin to grow... what would become of her? Could she heal herself through so terrifying a pregnancy? With an elven pregnancy lasting six years, how would she care for herself?

These were the important, burning questions that Tita hadn't even the sensibility to ask as she milked another batch out of John, adding another spray of unnatural lactation, brought about for the sole sake of inflating her breasts ever more. There was only one answer: this was her place. She accepted it in her heart... and she arched her back, bringing those sensitive lobes closer to her violator, to tease him, to beg him to dare-

Brutish to the last, he nearly crushed her ears as he used them as handles to drive himself deeper into her. The pain was unreal... and somehow, her shaking and loss of control only deepened while he pulled and came.

Hunter's delight: +1mp!

Thumalk weeped into the grass... and John, finally feeling a bit more sensible after a second orgasm, checked them both.

Moon elf sage
Lvl 2
9/14hp (CAPTURABLE)
48/48mp
Status Effect: Slavishly horny (20 hearts), Pregnant (681 total. Click to expand.)
Relationship: +200 [291 excess]

Moon elf warrior
Lvl 1
11/16hp (CAPTURABLE)
2/12mp
Status Effect: Despair (3 black hearts), Broken spirit
Relationship: -90

John, realizing he might never leave if he continued like this, finally did Tita the unwanted mercy of trying to pull out of her body. Despite how her femcum squirted from the tight seal of their "lovemaking", he had to push on her thighs to slowly pry himself out of her, hearing her hips crack a bit more until he was finally free from the elven vice. With an irritated sigh he reduced himself back to normal, shocked at the gaping, white mess that was her once virginal twat as she collapsed to the floor. "Christ... I hope Alysha doesn't get jealous..." He tapped her once with a heal... and looked into the gaping mess as her cervix, still belching out his latest orgasm, suddenly sealed itself anew, trapping his seed inside her. Her hymen regenerated as well, and the entire, bizarre scene vanished as her pussy recovered and her labia closed back up. Chuckling wryly, he reduced her pelvis and vagina to their normal dimensions, and walked over to the crying, spent mess that was once her warrior. Bending to a knee, John didn't even bother closing his pants up before branding the poor lad on his forehead. The elven man, reduced to a husk of inadequacy, barely met John's eyes before vanishing in white smoke.

Moon elf warrior (Lvl1) captured!

Summoning lvl4
+16 inventory

Summoner's brand lvl3

For so many reasons, John felt irritated that he even bothered. Would he really be okay with sacrificing something so close to human, just to open a study? He'd have to find out once he got back to the temple... but not before bringing along his other fucktoy, now laden with his offspring as she was. He stalked back to her, lifted her to her feet, and pinned her back to the tree as he raised one of her massive tits to his mouth to taste-

Holy... Holy shit, it... it tastes like a berry milkshake!

10mp restored.
10mp restored.
10mp restored.

Merrily John suckled, wondering if her relationship status would last long enough for him to de-egg the colossal mess he left inside her for free. He healed what little damage he had earned with the free mana, and considered what else he could do with these massive mana bags his soon-to-be-summon had. As she moaned and clawed at him, eager for more of his love, he contemplated trying aphrodisiac with the massive discount... but stopped himself here at least. What if she died or lost her mind from the overload? Better I try that on something I need to kill, just in case... Looking at the pregnancy count, he started to worry: even if acquisition would be free, he might be at it for hours at this rate. More chores that probably wouldn't level up his style... all thanks to his out-of-control cock. But I'll be damned if I don't hit it again... and how she got into it, despite everything? I'd sooner marry her too than sacrifice her for a damn study. John scratched his head, embarrassed by the thought... not knowing how it was mirrored in her own mind perpetually, for she wanted to be bound to him in every way.

He thought this, not realizing what he had just done.

He reached down to her pubic mound with his hand as he drank, ready to more delicately put his brand upon her... when he noticed his hand ached. He lifted it to her tit, in part to squeeze a healthy spray down his gullet, and in part to see what the source of the sensation was... and there he froze, staring at his engagement tattoo with Alysha. It was there, still burned into his finger... but what gave him wide-eyed, terrified pause was the second ring that had appeared just above it, made of gorgeous, but indecipherable script in silver ink.

Magical tattoo: ring of marriage (moon elven). +1 CHA. Tattoos do not take up magical item slots. This marks your marriage to [Tita Kel'ureliva (rename pending)].

Her nipple fell from his mouth, along with a stream of cream. "What? What! No... no no no-!"

Achievement unlocked! "Polygamy"!
You got hitched with more than one woman! As the societal norm demands, you... may have to move to Utah. Still, impressive!
+2 CHA
+3 LIB

Achievement unlocked! "Polygamonster"!
You got married to more than one monster! But in the grand scheme of things, it only damns you so much more. Dreams of a harem may become a nightmare.
+1 to two skills of your choice (expires in 24 hours)
+a small sack of essences of your monster wives

"Fuck, no, I didn't... I mean, I guess... no! C'mon, this is... I didn't even think about it for a minute!" John continued to bargain with no one, and Tita continued to gurgle and giggle happily. Frustrated, he glared at the drunk elf with a pointed finger. "Be happy I didn't do you as hard as I did Vanessa..." She leaned forward, her fat udders pooling against his shirt as she leaned forward for a kiss... even as her hand went down to grip his cock. Frustrated with his own arousal, blinked away, sitting himself atop a nearby tree and casting invisibility before she could realize where he had gone. I've got to think about this... I mean, how does one mystically divorce a mystically married wife? He thought to meditate while he pondered the question, and let his mind wander as he scanned the forest, an overgrown, dark glade that only bore passing resemblance to the carefully planted trees and buildings of Tutors Park. No beasts in sight... at least none his careful vision could find. She began to whimper, deprived of her lover as she was, and John started to wonder if Alysha was in a similar state. Heck no... she's suffering in another way... He stared at the nearest leaves, contemplating how he seems to make women, be they human or monster, suffer... and what that made him. What he could become, as the recent, foreboding achievements warned. Though he didn't need the mana, he welcomed the chance to meditate solely to collect his thoughts, and to battle the dark desires of his raging hard-on.

Another few minutes of this, and he was nearly back to full when he noticed it: the one thing he wanted. The only creature he hoped to find. The one monster, elusive and pure, that would fulfill his mission here in this warped forest.

Mildly upset shrub
Level 1
10/10hp
A melancholic, irritated shrub that has gained some semblance of a mind. Its behavior is bestial, and it dislikes the presence of humanoids.

The creature was mostly a squat, beach ball-sized hedge with four malleable-looking roots that served as feet. From here, John could see it had small, eye-like beads of glowing yellow light hanging from its front like berries, and something like a mouth opened to reveal a fat, red tongue that had no business emanating from shrubbery. It began to inch towards the elf's heel, the latter too lost in her masturbating to notice it. John blinked behind the creature and struck it once for subdual damage, knocking it out cold.

Mildly upset shrub
Level 1
0/10hp (-74/10hp, subdual) (CAPTURABLE)
Status Effect: ****

"Finally..." John ignored the happy gasps of the elf while he branded the beast, just as he had planned. A single leaf on the creature seemed a precarious place for his mark, but the beast melted into white smoke all the same. Not like I'm going to keep that one around for long anyways.

Summoning, lvl5

Summoner's brand lvl4

Shrubbery defeated! One hostile remaining.

John eyed her, taking careful steps back as she continued to crawl, naked and drooling with lust, towards him. He pulled up his interface and put his skill points into his first two major disciplines, hoping they'd give him something to ease off her arousal.

Biomancy lvl7

Telemancy lvl7

New skill: Read mind lvl1, 20mp
Read mind: be capable of reading the instincts and immediate actions of an opponent, giving you a small bonus to dodge or learning single words that are at the forefront of a target's mind. Range: 10 feet + 10 feet per skill level.

Kind of underwhelming for a name like that... It certainly didn't help him diffuse the crazy lust in this poor elf, and soon he found himself about to back into a massive lake that was far cleaner than the one in reality. Within swam tiny fish, not even registering with levels, and what looked like glittering stones beneath the crystal-clear surface.

John reduced every value he could think of, but still she came at him, though at least now she was able to speak. "[Please... I can love no other...]"

"Look, I'm... I mean I'm not going to pretend that didn't feel great? But I am sorry I put you through this. I can't really tune down the duration, and I know I shouldn't leave you like this, but the temple is already crowded and I can't..." John sighed in defeat as she lunged forward for his pants, patting uselessly at the mysterious device known as a button and zipper. She whimpered and moaned, and found him hardening yet again under his pants. John glanced over at his interface.

One enemy remaining.

"Don't you start with me, too!" he barked at the incessant window. He flinched as if struck: the elf had figured out his zipper quickly enough, and she kissed his boxers while snorting his scent like a dog. "Oh fuck it, fine, I'll take you home too... but before that, I should celebrate, right?" He pulled her favorite toy out, and continuing with the bestial thing her tongue lulled as she eyed it. John had to smile at her, even as he pitied the poor woman. "I've got a magic ring to level up too... though I guess I should take you to the temple first..." He considered going back, and being among the bricks, the other minions in his head, and away from this beautiful forest. "... bah, I've got all the time in the world."

Looking down at her, he tested his new ability. <Kelu!> her mind screamed at him. He read her foremost thought again, and still that same word repeated itself.

"What does 'kelu' mean?"

He knew his question was a lost cause, but once his nine-inch meat was unsheathed she started to say it aloud, putting the tip of her finger against the tip of his urethra. "Kelu!"

"Cock?"

She cocked her head to the side, squeezing him between those dextrous little fingers so suddenly that his knees quaked. "Cock?" John nodded. Smiling, she kissed his meat, and he struggled to not throw her to the ground anew as the tips of fingers danced and rubbed across his meat with an expertise that made her apparent virginity a mystery. "Cock~"

Moon elf sage
Lvl 2
14/14hp (CAPTURABLE)
18/48mp
Status Effect: Slavishly horny (20 hearts), Pregnant (846 total. Click to expand.)
Relationship: +200 [301 excess]

"What the- we haven't even fucked yet! How are you more pregnant?!"

"Cock!"

"No, you can't do that cute thing where you only know one word-" John's words dribbled away as she suddenly took his bulbous friend into her mouth, then into her throat... then all the way down her gullet without a pause, a question, even a breath. Her throat swelled as it opened to eat human dick, and her nose wrinkled as his pubes tickled it. Three-fourths of a foot of human meat vanished into her head, and still, noiselessly, with the sensation of his cock twitching in her esophagus, her body was the first to shudder with the resurgence of continuous orgasms. "F.... F-F-Fuuuuck..." John eased himself onto the floor, and she faithfully followed him as he changed positions, crushing his rod with her complete control of her body, with the only hole on her that would happily consume so much so quickly. "God, I'm already gonna- fuck-!" His fingers gripped her hair to hold her down as he came, but she didn't resist, and purred/vibrated as he ejaculated directly into her waiting, hungry stomach.

Hunter's delight: +1mp

She went to raise her head... and found he pinned her there with the roots of her hair in his clutches. "Who said you're done? I'll be ready again soon enough." Despite the aphrodisiac, she was still able to gurgle some protest between the rises and falls of her pleasure. He let her hair go only long enough to trace a finger along the back of her left ear, and her complaints were silenced as she struggled to suckle and lick the shallowest inches of meat pressed against her tongue. Whatever her oxygen supply, it was suddenly not a priority for the poor lass. John continued to ping her with read mind, hoping the skill got some progress, and started to feel another orgasm preparing to fill her belly. It was good timing, too: she started to struggle again, and her **** efforts to breathe made her throat feel that much better. He finally let go of her hair and watched as she pulled out, **** for air... but still forcing it through her nose as she kept the tip of his head in her mouth, giving it the softest nibbles while licking every ridge her expert tongue could find.