Learning about schtuff

“Ahn! AHn! Yes! YES! YESYESYES!!! RIGHT THERE HUSBAND!!! KEEP GOING!!!! FUCK YOUR WHORE WIFE!!!!” Medusa moaned in wanton delight, her pussy being fucked harder and harder by the moment as Grimhorn blew steam from his nose. The sonorous sounds of her slutty moans had awoken all the beasts and subjects of the Mighty Bull.

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“Fuck!! Still tight as a human nun!! Fucking take it you slut! you love when I stretch this absurd body of yours don't you!!! Fuck!! Look at this Phat piece of Assflesh BOUNCE!!!” Said the Minotaur in his own degrading and lewd displays of affection, cheat often said he was dumber when fucking because all the blood went to his titanic cock. Sometimes he agreed.

Medusa was once again in her husband's favorite breeding position, phat wobbly clapping ass in the air and pretty fuckable and lewd face shoved in the ground, a display of absolute dominance she admittedly loved as well~ Her husband was a brute, and took her as a brute would, just how she adored~

She was pregnant already, so he wasn't going as hard as he could, only about a 1/3 of his cock was pushed inside her, but even then his girth was more than enough to send her into an abyss of pleasure~ she so loved his roughness! so dominant and bitch-breaking, how could she not fall madly in love and lust~?

“OUGH~! HUSBAND!! LOVE~! LOVE HUSBAND!! FUCK'S ME SO GOOD~!!! 'M the LUCKIEST WHORE~!!!!” She screamed, her brain half fried as the horse appendage of her darling brought her to another orgasm. they'd been going for hours already, her husband clapping her cheeks in any position he wanted however harshly he wanted, and she would happily take it all~

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Once more her womb was flooded with seed so viscous it could probably be used as an adhesive, the slimy, hyper-virile seminal fluid exploding into her like a volcano in eruption and plunging Medusa into a state of sexual Nirvana so powerful, she could bask in it for hours on end~

Though they'd fucked like rabbits in a breeding frenzy so often over the past week she'd learned how to keep at least some of her brains after they were done, she'd be a little loopy but keep up with conversations...mostly. She looked at her husband as he let her down onto the bed, rubbing her belly affectionately, how lucky she was, to mother a child for such a caring father, oh it made her heart flutter and her womb crave more of seed~!

“Hu-ugh full-Hubby? 's the matteerr?? Yo..u look...worried? eve..y...alright?” She slurred her words, her mouth having been thoroughly fucked hours ago didn't much help either, her screeching of pleasure was mostly driven by the adrenaline of feeling such a monstrous thing pushed inside her, and now she was once more having difficulties speaking...also the mind-numbingly blissful pleasure she felt right now helped.

“All is well 'Dusa, just feeling a bit down that I can't fuck you as hard as I did when we got you pregnant...I miss bottoming out on that perfect pussy of yours~” He then licked her cheek, as much of a kiss as his snout allowed him...he really wanted to find a way to temporarily turn more human-looking so they could properly make out...things for the future he guessed.

“Miss....too....Sleeby” she said kissing his tongue and snout, she knew he couldn't properly kiss so she did her best herself, even in this sleepy, well fucked state.

“Then sleep, I'll have the Bear guard the temple, I need to do somethings. I'll be back by tonight, don't worry.” He said giving her plentiful breasts a quick squeeze and getting up to leave, Medusa groaned in acknowledgment before falling into a (Multiple) orgasm-driven heavy sleep, far too fucked and tired to do much else.

In the prior week, Grimhorn had had his first conquest and he wanted more, the bull had felt a rush of sexual gratification from his warring ways that only sex could surpass.

He wanted more. Much, much more.

So he'd sent out cats as his eyes and ears into the continent. He'd learned that they were on the literal western edge of the giga Isle that was the continent of Primeira. He'd also learned that there were very few races in here, only really Humans, Beastmen, Werebeasts, and Goblins. For what Primeira lacked in race variety it far exceeded in cultural variety.

Werebeasts existed as the bridge between Humans and Beasts, either being civilized and tame or as far too wild to even be recruited into the Manhunt...his Werebeast project for the children would have to be extremely well supervised...He needed a civilized Werebeast on board with the Manhunt.

Humans were xenophobic racist zealots of Malzar, king of virtue...or incredibly powerful barbarian nomads who worship the Ruler of strength Kincur...or even scientific geniuses putting gnomes to shame (so they think) who don't worship anyone but their own machines. Basically Technophiles.

Beastmen were either Tribals or Merchants, which...was infuriating because it meant that they were basically everywhere instead of in one spot for him to conquer!! The Humans and Werebeasts he understood but Beastmen!? Why didn't they keep with each other and make his life easier!? damnit...

Now Goblins? Goblins were interesting, they had a singular city on the northern edge known as "Throatsdeep"...clearly an innuendo. It was known for having the best and worse brothels on the whole continent, apparently, Goblins spawned both the best escorts and the trashiest ugliest cheapest sluttiest whores in the world. He also learned much more about Humans, Beasts, and Goblin's histories.

Humans and Beasts had no patron god, they worshipped whatever god they wanted because they happened out of evolution, unlike literally all other races. The other races like Elves, Dwarfs, Dragons, Orcs, and Goblins had patron deities. Hell, even demons have a patron GOD! How does that even work?

The god of Orcs and the Goddess of Goblins were once married, known as the "green gods" they terrorized the world with a Demonlord born a "Greenskin", a Female Goblin known as Deepestteeth, she was the tallest goblin in recorded history, taller than an Orc even. However back then, Goblins could only be women, subservient and literal spawning beds for Orcs, their male counterparts. Deepestteth made the Goddess of Goblins see that she was being abused however, that her marriage to the God of Orcs was loveless and that she'd be better off without him.

She was indeed, however, she had one flaw...she only knew how to make women, so the male Goblins happened to be very, very ineffective in bed, which is why she instead decided to make it so all the races could breed Goblins, resulting in a 100% Goblin child 100% of the time. That stood for a few thousand years until male Goblins learned how to fuck properly and since then Goblins have mixed children. Goddess of Gobs was a bit incompetent but she got there eventually.

So, Grimhorn decided to make a plan on how to go about taking over Primeira. First, he'd make the Goblin males slaves, and the females into breeding whores by taking over the whole of Throatsdeep, expanding his territory up north slowly, taking more and more slaves and rapemeat along the way, maybe a wife or two, before going about capturing and drafting more Beastmen, also hopefully a Werebeast. Then the nomadic Tribesmen would kneel, followed shortly by the Technophiles and then the Zealots. It wasn't perfect but it was all he had.

“My Lord, We've returned with news...” Said the tallest Cat, the leader of his spies.

“Speak”

[Oooh nice, short and forceful, make sure that sly cat won't betray his betters, very macho Bullskull]

“A group of Beastmen and Werebeasts approached the Hamlet, I spoke to them and they wish to meet you...they've heard the Goddesses and wish to become part of our cause”

“Do you believe them treacherous or duplicitous?”

“Nay M'lord, they truly wish to be your tools, as are we your loyal soldiers.”

[Hey, he's telling the truth by the way. I could tell, if he was lying I'd tell ya, I'm your lie detector!]

“Very well. Bring them to the temple, strip them of any weaponry and armor, if they wear cloth let them keep it”

“Of course M'lord I'll see to it that they do not have any means to harm you.”

“So...who are you, and what do you wish for?” Grimhorn said, seated in his pillow pile as Medusa laid in her stomach, naked and with her mouth on his massive balls, not caring that the visitors could clearly see.

“Oh, great Champion! We are but a traveling group, herded together to relieve the harshness of our travels, we are-” said a sly-looking male Beastman, he had a conman's grin, and a foxy appearance...literally. He was a Fox Beastman. Behind him was a group of 11 other Beastmen, making him the twelfth, and one singular hooded figure who seemed to be a Werebeast.

“I've no interest in your names unless you are to be one of my generals. If you simply wish to have a home in my budding society, then I care not for names, now state your actual wishes, whelp” Grimhorn did not miss the eyes the fox was making at his woman, that wouldn't stand, if this foxy fellow wanted to live, he'd take his eyes off Medusa. The very smell of the temple changed abruptly, Grimhorn had started to release aggressive scents directed at whoever was looking at his woman, said woman moaned in lust at his dominant display~

"Did the hooded one just shudder?" The minotaur thought for an instant before dropping the thought, that's something for later.

“A-ah...(Gulp) W-well...! Your cause must require...armaments n-no? We can provide with our craft, Y-y'see...hehe...he...A-and! some of us are quite fit! We could be a...uhm...backline...?” The fox averted his eyes and immediately the easygoing smile had evaporated, Grimhorn was glad, he hated sly assholes when he was human, time to put this little bitch in his place.

“I've need of armaments yes...but I've no need for spineless, scared little shits who can't or won't fight whenever, wherever, however, I tell them to, WHELP! If your craft is of any actual worth, you shall stay, if any of it, ANY of it is, not to my liking, I TAKE YOUR COCK AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR ARSE SO HARD YOU'LL TASTE YOUR OWN PATHETIC CUM FORTHE REST OF YOUR LIFE! Understood?”

“YES M'LORD CHAMPION!!!”

“Well, Whelp, Your weapons are...acceptable, you shall stay. However, mess with any woman who is not interested, and has given you explicit clues she is interested, and you shall suffer. When we claim a woman as ours in this place, we claim them as ours! understood?”

“Y-Yes M'lord!”

“Good, now go to the hamlet and scavenge whatever you can to set up shop. You shall make your workshop in front of my temple, the start of our town.”

“Very well, we shall take our leave and return before sundown M'lord!”

As soon as the group turned, the hooded one stood out, SHE stood out. The hood had fooled him only because she was behind a taller Beastman, concealing herself, but it was painfully obvious she was a woman, the cloak was form-fitting, and left little to the imagination~

“My lord! That one is a werewolf! They are known as the most powerful Werebeasts!” Medusa said in a hushed tone as Grimhorn watched the Thicc She-Wolf walk away. Hm, she was swaying her hips, nasty slut~ “I suggest you...see the product in its entirety to see if you...want to buy~”

“Looking for a Harem sister already, 'Dusa~? My how whorish of you~” Grimhorn teased in a whisper, but couldn't help but agree “You, in the cloak, stay behind.”

“Y-Yes M'lord!” The unmistakable voice of a woman responded hurriedly, turning back and walking toward the bull, only to stop a respectable distance away.

“Off with the clothes, all of it”

The She-Wolf hesitates for an instant before doing as she is asked. She was a Werewolf, which meant she looked like an anthropomorphic wolf, not a human woman with wolf qualities. She looked like the equivalent of a wolf-minotaur would be. Snout instead of a humanoid mouth, digitigrade legs instead of plantigrade. Yep, she was a furry, and he loved furries when he was human~

She didn't have much of a chest, at least when compared to Medusa, C cups were respectable though. However her winning quality was not above her waist, but below it~ She had such a magnificent ass, Grimhorn was instantly hard, his cock releasing musk already! She and Medusa were probably tied for the thiccest, phattest asses he'd ever seen, and as an ass man, he was in true heaven~!

[Goddamn! you got hard about as fast as when you met Medusa! And Medusa's literally the most voluptuous woman I've ever seen! You really are an ass man, sheesh!]

“What is your name, Wolfess?” Medusa asks as her hand begins pumping her husband's bitchbreaking cock up and down, oh, she'd get a bit of a break today, how sad~

“I am...”