Malene’s Homecoming

The guard carries Malene to the central tree of the Glade. As a girl, she’d never been allowed in and had always wondered what went on there. The adults of the clan had always told her that she’d find out when she was of age, but it had been hard to wait that long. There were no windows to peep in and none of the adults had spilled the secrets. There were great gatherings when someone returned from their Trial having proved themself to be an adult, but again they had always excluded the youth who had not passed their trial.

As she crossed the threshold, she finally got to see the inside of the core of the Glade. Sun dappled the space, let in by gaps in the upper branches of the tree. Women lounged in diaphanous gowns, all of them, Malene realized, massively pregnant. She realized she barely ever saw pregnant women out and about in the Glade. They must all gather here. She was carried into a side room. Some of the women got up to follow her in.

Inside the room was a beautiful, soft bed with the finest sheets Malene had ever seen. Carved out of seemingly one piece of wood was a deep bath filled by a spring the flowed into the basin. The guard laid Malene out on the bed and she felt her body sink in, exhausted by her many days of travel and the ways her body had been used over the course of her Trial.

The women let her rest for a moment, smiling to themselves and remembering what it had been like to return from their Trials. Malene looked up and realized one of the women was of the same generation as her. She had been sent out on her Trial mere weeks before Malene had gone. She positively glowed. Her belly had just begun to swell and Malene could see her dark, round areolas through the thin weave of her gown.

“Welcome home.” The other woman smiled down at Malene and leaned in to kiss her.

The kiss was soft and deep. The feeling of another woman’s lips against hers felt like a renewal. Malene remembered the nymph she’d met along the way and closed her eyes to savor the sensation of another loving kiss. The other woman pulled away and began to help Malene up. She was **** to stand, exhausted as she was, but she let herself be guided to the bath. She sunk in, experiencing a new kind of ecstasy as the warm water enveloped her.

The other women began to wash her hair, their soft touch sending tingles down Malene’s spine. One of them began to soap her body, starting with her breasts. The way the other woman began to rub her down, softly and caringly, stood in stark contrast to the ways Malene had been touched over the course of her journey. Whereas she’d been taken to be used by so many denizens of the forest, now she was being cared for as the star of the show. Everything was about her pleasure and her comfort now. [Stimulation: 50/100]

When the other women reached between her legs to clean her, Malene shuddered. Their touch was gentle but teasing. [Stimulation 102/100] Her body was still sensitive from Zamira’s pendant and she felt herself cross another threshold of pleasure. The other women smiled at each other and one leaned in to kiss her deeply as she came. This time the orgasm was soft and rolled through her gently. Her body burned with sensation and it overwhelmed her, but it wasn’t **** or unexpected. This time she came because she was being cared for.

The women continued to clean her body as the orgasm rolled through her. They only prolonged the pleasure with their gentle, sensual touches. Malene let herself drift off into a new land of sensation, the warm water cradling her as she climaxed powerfully. When she finally came down, she realized she had reached up and grabbed the other woman kissing her around the face, not wanting to let go of the beautiful moment.

When they’d finished, Malene realized she’d been shaved completely as well as cleaned. Her thick, coarse pubic hair had been removed entirely, leaving her pussy bald. The women helped her out of the bath and dried her with soft towels. Malene thought to herself that she’d never felt this relaxed and this cared for. When she was dried, they supplied a gauzy gown just like theirs to cover her body. The fabric was the softest thing Malene had ever felt. It draped beautifully across her dark skin. Her chocolate complexion rendered the fabric somewhat see-through, but in a way that begged the imagination to run wild. The women laid her on the bed and pulled back the curtain, allowing Zamira to enter.

“Now, Malene, tell me of your trial.”

Malene was nearly asleep from all the relaxing treatment, but she sat herself up to describe everything that had happened to her. As she went, Zamira smiled and nodded. When she described the mage’s dungeon, the elder shuddered as if she knew exactly what fate would have befallen her had she not escaped. When she described the hags and their intentions toward her, Zamira listened wide-eyed. And when she told of the woodsmen who had tried to take her, Zamira listened quietly with a look on her face that betrayed no small measure of pride in Malene’s ability to evade. When she finished, Zamira smiled.

“You have done well, Malene. Even those who sought to keep you from your home were unsuccessful in their efforts to breed you. You have proven yourself a full member of the Glade with all the rights and pleasures that entails. Your homecoming ceremony will be held tonight.”

As Zamira stood up to leave, Malene reached out to stop her, “Zamira, what does that entail?”

“Oh you’ll find out soon enough. The other women will care for you until nightfall.”

Throughout the day, Malene rested. The women took turns lying with her, cradling her body against their swollen bellies, kissing her neck gently and playing with her body. Malene spent the day in new heights of pleasure, barely descending from a state of climax. One woman played almost exclusively with Malene’s nipples, leaving them hard and prominent from her pulling and teasing. Another crawled between Malene’s legs to taste her nectar, lapping at her entrance and teasing her clit with her nose. Another plunged her fingers inside Malene gently curling them against the pleasure button deep inside her; when she withdrew her hand was covered in Malene’s creamy juices, which she eagerly licked from her own hand.

As night began to fall, one of the women brought a chalice filled with a translucent white liquid. Suspended in the draught were a variety of small, pink pearls. Malene was so lost in her pleasure that she didn’t even question drinking what she was brought. The sweet liquid went down easily and she felt a new flush spread throughout her body. It felt concentrated in her womb; it made her feel ready for something she couldn’t quite articulate.

The women led her out into the main chamber and laid her on a central altar. Malene wasn’t sure this had been there when she had entered, but her mind was so hazy from a near constant orgasm state she didn’t bother to think too hard about it. They laid her out, legs spread apart, and removed the gauzy garment she’d been dressed in. Her soft, pampered body was left exposed to the room. She saw motion in the corner of her eye and realized Silenus had entered the space. He was followed by more men she recognized: the guard who had let her in, the clan’s leader, men of her generation who had returned from their trials and who she had until now regarded as brothers. It seemed every man in the Glade poured into the chamber, surrounding Malene.

Zamira entered and took her place above Malene’s head. She draped the pendant she’d used to test Malene’s womb earlier that day around Malene’s neck. It glowed a light green and Malene felt her body tingle in sync with the pendant’s magic. She couldn’t help but moan.

“Malene has rejoined us, proving herself a full member of the Glade!” Zamira began, her voice echoing throughout the central chamber of the heart of the community. “And tonight her homecoming will make her a mother of the next generation of our people!”

Malene looked around and realized the men had taken their cocks out of their robes and begun to stroke them to hardness. A fear struck Malene’s heart. She’d gone so long unbred, was this to be her final reward? She felt hands grasp her arms, holding her in place. She looked to her sides and saw the women who had been pampering her and pleasuring her all day were now in position to keep her on the altar.

One leaned down, “don’t worry sweetheart, bearing the next generation is a blessing we all received.”

Malene stared deep into her eyes and saw that she truly felt blessed. Everything about her glowed with her pregnancy: her areolas were wide and dark, her pussy lips puffy and inviting, and her skin clear and vibrant. Everything about her was beautiful. And Malene felt a new drive grow inside her: to be beautiful like her. Her body relaxed and the women smiled at each other. They stepped away, leaving Malene splayed out on the altar, her body welcoming whoever was first to attempt to plant his seed within her.

The first man to step between her legs was the leader of the Glade. Rumen was a distinguished man, his hair grey and his face just beginning to grow the lines of experience. As he shed his robes, he revealed a strong, sinewy body and thick, hard cock. He lined himself up with Malene’s already dripping hole and entered her in one thrust.

Malene moaned for the first time her body had truly welcomed a cock inside it. She consciously wanted Rumen to fuck her. In fact she was **** for it. The women had kept her in a near constant state of climax all day and now her body craved that pleasure. Rumen thrust slow and hard, savoring the youthful pussy of one of his newly minted clan members. He leaned down and began to play with Malene’s body, masterfully teasing her clit as he thrust, rubbing fast and smooth as he entered her time and again. Malene screamed with joy as another climax tore through her body. At that Rumen groaned and Malene felt his cock twitch deep inside her. Her body welcomed the man’s seed; Malene felt like she glowed from her lower abdomen as it was filled. As Rumen withdrew, not a single drop escaped, all of it fully absorbed into her waiting womb.

[Pregnancy: 95]

The next man between her legs was Silenus. Malene smiled at him, grateful for his role in her trial. He could have chosen to keep her in the mage’s clutches, but had instead released her albeit to the dangers of the forest but at least to dangers which she had a chance of defeating. And defeat them she had. Where Rumen had been slow and deliberate, Silenus was fast and forceful. Malene’s body shook with each thrust, her massive chest bouncing. Silenus grabbed her hips to hold her in place. The chamber was filled with the sounds of flesh against flesh, some of from the men keeping their erections strong but mostly from Silenus fucking the newest full member of the Glade. He didn’t need to tease Malene’s body, she was already close to climax from the way his cock curved inside her, but when he reached down to tease and pinch her nipples Malene exploded again. He pulled hard on her nipple as he threw his head back and groaned. His seed joined Rumen’s deep in her body and again Malene felt her womb glow with the chance of impregnation.

[Pregnancy: 105]

As Silenus’ seed took root in her waiting womb, the crystal around her neck changed from green to pink. Silenus, with his cock still inside Malene, removed it from her neck and held it aloft.

“She is a mother!”

A cheer from the men went up. He replaced the crystal around her neck and withdrew. Malene began to sit up, assuming her homecoming was over. But she was gently pushed back down by a man she barely knew who lined his hard cock up with her mouth and pressed between her lips. She was overwhelmed with her first taste of cock. It was clean but something masculine clung to his member. Malene moaned as he began to thrust, pressing himself into her throat. He groaned at that, the vibrations reverberating down his shaft.

Another man stepped between her legs and Malene felt something warm and wet against her asshole. It wasn’t long before he pressed between her cheeks, entering her third hole. It was tight, and she could tell he had some trouble pushing inside her. But he pressed hard and soon the head of his cock popped through her anal ring. From there it wasn’t hard to pick up the pace, thrusting deep into her anus and giving Malene previously unknown pleasures. No one had ever touched her asshole before, but she hoped more men would.

The night was a blur of cock and climax. Every man of the Glade fucked Malene. Every nerve in her body was on fire from the constant stream of pleasures wrought upon her. She burned hot from cumming so many times and so hard. Every once in a while one of the women would bring her cool, refreshing water which renewed her for even more rounds. Every man who used her seemed invested in making sure he made her cum. From teasing her clit as they fucked her ass to pinching her nipples as they thrust in her pussy, each man without fail drew an orgasm from Malene’s body. She was shaking by the end of her homecoming, fully overwhelmed by the sensation of constant climax.

When the last man had finished inside her, the women returned. They helped Malene stand, her legs weak and shaking from her evening, and brought her back to the side chamber where she’d been laid upon her entrance to the central tree. They laid her in bed and covered her with the softest sheets Malene had ever felt. She slept deeply that night, totally exhausted by her return home.

When she awoke, she saw her belly already swollen slightly from the life growing inside her. She found a gown that had been laid out for her and donned it, pulling the curtain aside and making her way into the central space. The altar was gone now. The entire chamber was filled with soft cushions where the pregnant women of the Glade laid.

“Malene, come join us!” She was called to a knot of women all lying on each other.

She joined them. One of the women began caressing her breast while another began lazily teasing her clit. Malene reached out a hand and found her way between the legs of a third, teasing her in turn. She elicited a moan from the woman she was playing with and she smiled. For the duration of her pregnancy she was to have a life only of pleasure and relaxation. Thinking about how much she’d been through to get to this place, Malene let her entire body relax into the pile of pillows and women. She was home. And she was already dreaming of her next baby.