Tragedy Strikes

"Are you ok ma'am"

Bristol stopped counting the money in the cash register and looked up at Grace. The soldier had been assigned to protect her and her husband after their daughter Brintley had convinced them to offer support to princess Helena in her fight. She and her husband had donated money, supplies, and even buildings to their cause, so it wasn't surprising that someone was there to protect them.

"Are you referring to my worries about Brintley insisting on going into the tunnels again soon, something else?

"Your husband ma'am. I know it's not my place but... Are you really ok with him going to a brothel? This is the second night this week."

"Ah, yes that. I suppose I do seem a bit nonchalant about it. Im just used to it at this point. Before Brintley was born, he was all over me, but something about being pregnant made me less desirable to him."

"That sounds horrible!"

Bristol tucked away the money and poured two cups of tea from a nearby pot before bringing one over to her guard.

"I know he still loves me, but this situation has been a bit rough on our marriage these past few years. I just... can't keep holding out hope, I guess. So now I just accept what i have with him and try not to let his urges bother me."

The two women sat in silence for a while as they sipped their tea. The hour was growing late, so Bristol knew her daughter would be stopping by soon to check on her, but she really just wanted to sip her tea and be alone. Grace was decent company, but it had become somewhat of a ritual that she would take care of her own needs when her husband Morco went off to find a prostitute. The Gnomish woman glanced at the stairs leading up to her bedroom where a box under the bed gud her favorite toy. She was contemplating shooing Grace out and locking up for the night when the door burst open.

"Who-" Bristol's question turned into a scream as two writhing masses of tentacles surged through the broken door. Grace grabbed her sword and charged the monsters, but the first of the tentacles tackled into her. Grace was thrown back and the the counter hard, but before Bristol could try to help her, she felt the second beast's grasping tendrils. She tried to pull away and run for the stairs, but the creature was quicker. Bristol screamed into the night as she was **** out of the shop and into the darkness.

Brintley heard screaming the crash and screaming, and picked up her pace. Liam had been helping her bring supplies to the second fort and matched her pace. They arrived to find that their fears had become nightmares. The door had shattered and only a small pieces remained attached to the hindges. Inside lay the body of a tentcle beast with Ashlin standing over it and her spear lodged into the mass. Grace had her back to the counter and although she was holding her side, one hand was shoved down her pants as she came down from the venomous frenzy.

"W-what h-happened? Mom! W-where is mom?"

Ashlin shook her head sadly and looked to Grace. The injured soldier was only partially aware of her surroundings through the lust filled fog, but gave her best accounting of what had happened.

"Fucking hell," cursed Liam. "We have to get help! Helena is back, we have to send for her and Vaas."

"I'm n-not leaving my mother down there!"

"I'm not saying we abandon her Brintley! We can't save her on our own. I'll move quicker than you, so gather what you need here, and I'll get help."

Brintley hated waiting around, but reluctantly agreed. Liam promised to hurry and took off into the night to get Helena.

Bristol lost track of how far she was dragged or where they even entered the tunnels. The beast had a strong hold on her and it's venom was being pumped into her bloodstream the entire time. By the time it reached the nest, there was no fight left in the Gnome. Bristol was laid on the center of the room and she panted with need as she saw two more of the beasts approaching her.

The three beasts extended their tentacles and her cloths were ripped from her body. Tenatacles entwined and wrapped around her, and she was lifted off the ground again. She moaned like a whore as the beasts lovingly caressed her as they prepared her for what was to come. A thick tentacle **** itself between her legs and she happily spread them as much as the beasts would allow. Her pussy was roughly claimed by one of the creatures, and soon more tentacles would join. A long and then phallus shapped tentacle was **** into her mouth,letting her drink in the aphrodisiac straight from the source. Soon the beasts got into a rhythm, with a second smaller tentalce pressing into her pussy alongside the thick one, and a third pushed into her virgin ass.

It was impossible to tell in this mating ball which tentacle belonged to what beast, but such matters were far from Bristol's mind as she was used for their needs. The larger tentacle eventually erupted inside her, and she whimpered as it left her body, but two more smaller ones soon took its place. Over and ove the beasts planted their seed and then withdrew to place a new cock-like tentacle in it's place.

Eventually the rutting slowed, and Bristol was placed against the wall and sealed to it. Tired, but still reeling from the vemon, the poor woman fell asleep as one of its breeders worked the cum deep in her pussy before sealing her womb shut with nesting fluid.