Lyandra gets bred

The mist continued to run through Lyandra's mind not only silencing her conscience but filling her head with new desires. She felt herself grow wetter than she had ever before and the tentacle teasing her pussy was not helping. The slimy tendrils continued to tease her breasts, wrapping around them and squeezing tightly. Slowly the tips of the tentacles assaulting her chest began to morph and open up. The opened tips reached for her nipples and engulphed them, suckling on her chest with vigour.

As Lyandra was **** to moan even more loudly around the member gagging her mouth, she felt something moving up her legs. She looked down and noticed more tentacles wrap around her legs and spread them wide. She felt the breeze hit her sex while her folds were being rubbed by one of the slimy tendrils.

The elf tried to say something but only managed to get a mouthful of the slimy coating of the tentacles. As she drank the suspicious substance, she felt dizzy and her head was bombarded by a series of different images. She saw the monster growing bigger and wrapping its tentacles around hordes of women of various races and backgrounds. The **** on the women was clear as the monster used its tentacles to ravish their bodies, forcing their holes open with a never-ending onslaught. What caught Lyandra's attention during the visions was realizing how much the women seemed to be enjoying it all. Some were loud while others were more silent, but it was clear they were all moaning in ecstasy at what was going on.

As the scenes moved along her head was filled with images of elves, dwarves, gnomes, orc and goblins all of them laying on the floor next to the creature with their bellies full. At first Lyandra was confused as to how, but soon enough she realized these women were all pregnant. She couldn't understand what it meant until she realized they were all still crawling towards the monster, caressing its tentacles and suckling on them lustfully. This being had used them to procreate and they were grateful for it, they wanted it to continue using them to create more of it, they needed it to use them again.

Without realizing it the elf's mouth had began watering around the invader. Her juices were gushing out and running down her thighs dripping onto the floor below her. The images faded from her mind, but now every time she looked at her assailant she was reminded of them. She began moving her hips on the slimy member teasing her pussy with desire. If they had all felt so good, she wanted to know what it was like. They seemed so happy, so willing to serve, so needful to serve. She wasn't sure if the thoughts were hers, the mists or whatever else this creature used to influence her, she only knew that she too needed to be used by it.

As the movement of Lyandra's hips became more and more apparent the monster obliged her and shoved the fleshy tendril rubbing her pussy deep inside of her. The initial thrust made the elf's stomach bulge with the amount of meat being **** in, but it also made her ride her first orgasm with the creature.

Again and again Lyandra's pussy was pounded by the tentacle, making her body shudder each time and her moans to go out even through her gag. She was held up high as the tentacle felt around inside of her body until it reached her womb. She continued to be fucked intensely until she felt the slimy member throb. Her eyes went wide and she couldn't contain her joy as wave after wave of some viscous substance was **** inside of her baby chamber.

After a few minutes of the tentacle filling her Lyandra noticed how more and more began making their way towards her. Her mind was going numb and the only thing she knew is that she wanted them, every single one of them, to fill her up and impregnate her with the monstrous seed.