Carry on to the Barons room

With Gob being sent to deal with the young prince, Gro and Zoe snuck through the well decorated and luxurious halls until they came to a regal mahogany door, coated in golden leafs around the trim, the door itself immaculately painted with human religious iconography, the design was impressive and told Gro that the people here must not be suffering poverty if they could afford to decorate a singular door with such impressive craftsmanship. For all of its artistic worth, the practicality of the door was a little lacking, considering it completely lacked a lock. Silly humans.

Opening the door Gro peered inside the semi lit room, with her impressive visual prowess she could make out a pair of sleeping individuals curled up on their marital king sized bed, the thing was absolutely ridiculous, it could comfortably sit at least 20 humans, the room was filled with paintings and niceties, amours and wardrobes made out of the finest materials, Gro could even make out a marble lined bathroom at the back with the sound of running water coming from within. Now this was luxury!

Taking a step in, she figured that either her group was extremely lucky making it this far and only having to dispatch one guard, or that the towns rulers felt so secure in their outer patrol units that they felt they didn't need so many castle guards. Either way this had all gone much easier than she expected, licking her lips she approached the Baron and Baroness, fast asleep in their ridiculous bed.

Hearing the door shut quietly behind her, the two Orcs made their way to the foot of the beds satin sheets. Gro looked to Zoe who returned her glance, Gro then pointed to the queen, indicating she would take one and Zoe would take the other. With a smirk and a nod, the two Orcs climbed up onto the bed and approached their individual targets at the same pace, like predators stalking their prey.

And it was true, Gro really wanted a piece of this royal meat, it was one thing to steal a peasant girl from her farmer husband, and another thing entirely to steal a queen from her king, and make him watch as you do so, a man with so much power being reduced to a powerless beta male like the rest of the unwashed masses was far more debased and kinky than taking a farmers wife from him.

Crawling up the queens body, the two counts of the castle must have felt the added weight on the mattress, awaking from their slumber the two of them almost at the same time looked down their bodies to meet the hungry sex filled gaze of the Orcs. But before they're able to sound the alarm, Gro and Zoe clasp a hand over their mouths, muffling their alarmed response.

"MMPPPFHH?!" The queen blurted out, Gro now towering above her like a lumbering shadow. Gro swiped the sheets down to reveal the queenly body, she had a voluptuous full body, her DD cup breasts barely confined in her white laced night gown, her hair was a bright blonde that shone off what little moonlight filled the room, her alluring body had sent Gro's manhood into overdrive.

The Baroness looked down as she felt a stiff shaft rub up against her inner thigh, her eyes widened at the realization of what it was, her surprise didn't last for long as her brow furrowed in anger as she began thrashing in every which way, trying her best and failing to escape the powerful clutches of the Orc.

On the Orc captains left, Zoe had already whipped her monstrous male member out of her loincloth and had exposed it to the air, and to the whimpering Barons frightened gaze. Zoe swayed her hips from side to side above the Barons head, taunting him for things to come. The Baroness looked to her husband in horror, and then back to unbridled anger as she continued struggling.

"Be a good boy now, It's time to take your medicine." Zoe pressed her flared head into the mans pursed lips, he wasn't about to allow her admission into his throat any time soon. Zoe chuckled as she began thrusting her powerful cock head ever so forcibly into his mouth, pushing his lips away and grinding against his clenched teeth, with her thrusts not making any headway in, she decided to angle herself to thrust into his cheeks, her fat member now bulging a couple inches into the mans cheeks, causing his cheeks to swell up like a hamsters.

Finally having enough of his **** the brown, curly haired Baron opens his mouth to briefly shout out in an attempt to get help from the guards, however the brief shout was soon silenced as Zoe proceeded to clog his mouth shut with her raging dick. Spluttering at his oral invasion, the Baron soon tried to bite down on the offending organ, however his attempt to fight back only spurred Zoe on further, moaning at the mans pointless attempts to fight her off, deriving pleasure from the comparatively weak attempt to pierce her flesh.

"That's right bitch struggle, just like that." Zoe moaned as she grabbed a handful of her cleavage, twerking her nipples as she slowly pulled in and out of the Barons reddening face. The Baron carried on trying his hardest to bite down, it was like trying to bite a lump of stone with the texture of sponge, his teeth were no match and he might as well be gumming her. Still he carried on biting, even when Zoe began pushing further and further into his throat, raking his teeth in a futile attempt to fend off the invading shaft. This bludgeoning Caused him to wretch and writhe beneath her, causing spit to cover his face and the base of Zoe's pubic region, dampening her tuft of pubic hair.

The Queen merely looked on in horror at her husbands complete domination at the hands of these Orcs, biting down didn't help at all, in fact Zoe only seemed to gain MORE pleasure from being bitten. Fighting back was pointless, but she wouldn't give in so easily, she wouldn't allow these beasts to do as they wish with the body she has spent so long cultivating. Biting down on Gro's palm, what little flesh of her she could get in her mouth anyway, her actions didn't seem to phase Gro at all, however her similarly futile attempts had managed to bring Gro's attention from her husbands and the other Orc back to her.

"My my, you were starting to feel left out weren't you? My apologies for keeping your majesty waiting." Gro feigned a courteous nod at the Baroness, and then proceeded to removing her own male member from her loincloth, the same size as her fellow Orc, it stood at a monolithic 12 inches. The Baroness's response was to merely bite down on the extended palm harder, her eyes still furrowed in a hate fulled glare upwards at these disgusting beasts that should be extinct. If they think they'll get away from all this unscathed then they were in for a dreadful surprise!

Gro raked a finger down the delicate white fabric from the neck, tearing it from her skin, leaving her full, thicc body from neck to groin completely exposed to Gro's hungry stare. Gro, eager to skip the formalities, began to insert inch after inch into the still combative Baroness, causing her to yell out in frustration as she was taken against her will. Her husband to the left of her took note of this act, never having taken eyes off her, he watched that impossibly big cock push into his trophy wife deeper than he could ever hope to reach. He cried out in an almost mournful moan as he watched his wife being taken like a commoner.

Zoe, who still had her cock planted 7 inches deep inside of the Barons sloppy throat laughed at his grief. "Look at your wife take that Orc dick like a champ, I bet that really frustrates you, knowing you could never dick her like my captains is dicking her right now. In fact lets see what you're working with here." With that, while still clogging his mouth with her trunk sized dick, she moved her hands to his neck and in the same fashion as Gro, ripped his night gown from neckline to groin, exposing his body to the whole group.

"Oh dear, the poor things still asleep, does having your wife pounded right in front of you not turn you on?" Zoe begins flicking his softened junk as tears began to pour down his face. Seeing his silent yet saddened lack of response, Zoe began thrusting back into him again, causing him to splutter a now load of spit onto his slippy face, his eyes never leaving his abused wife.

Gro was now 5 inches deep inside the Baroness, her thickness had stretched the wife deeper than she'd ever been in her life, however she felt nothing but rage and contempt for the Orcs and never stopped resisting, even as her body tired from her resistance, she was seemingly fueled by an unknown reserve of energy, kicking and thrashing against the Orc cascading over her body. Back to Zoe and the Baron however, Zoe had released herself from the spasming cavern of the Barons mouth. The Baron tried to shout for help, but with his coarsened throat still adjusting to the vacancy of Orc cock from within, nothing came out except a wheeze and a low whine.

"Now that I'm well and truly lubed up, it's time you experience just what your wife is going through." With that she snaked her body down his, her penis hovering above his as she moved to position herself at his entrance. "Look at the difference in size, how can you humans even compete with this?!" She slapped her steel like cock down onto his softened party sausage before finally having lined herself up with his ass.

"Stop" It came out of his mouth like a strained wheeze, it was all he could manage, visibly so as Zoe watched him struggle to speak some more, only for it to catch in his throat. Enjoying his attempts to beg her to stop she decided it was time for the main course, push her spit covered cock right into his tight ass. The intrusion caused him to moan out in pain as his ass was stretched wider than he thought humanly possible, his dick twitched as he felt her slide past his G spot, causing involuntary dibblets of sperm to shoot out of his softened cock.

With a slam Zoe suddenly sheathed herself completely, causing the Baron to throw his head back in a wordless scream. Zoe had his arms pinned to the bed and she began pounding into him, enjoying his cute little dick flopped up and down each time she claimed his asshole. The baroness looked at her husband in disgust, how could he so easily give into their advances, almost like he was enjoying it with how his head was thrown back.

"Your wife's looking at you, she's watching her man being claimed by a superior mate, like a common street walker you're submitting to me right in front of her." Zoe taunted him, looking over to the Baroness's angry face. "Looks like you have your hands full with that one, captain." Zoe commented with a chuckle.

Despite Gro now being 8 inches deep inside of the Baroness, wasn't feeling the entrance to her womb, and the woman was still resisting. This Baroness woman definitely had some will power, that was for sure. Gro began pounding into her more fanatically in an attempt to break her.

"Look at that, your wifes getting fucked hard now. Aren't you going to help her? We're going to steal her away if you don't~" Zoe sang in a sing song voice, the Baron however was just moaning now, having regained control of his voice he was now starting to vocalize the pleasure he was receiving from the Orcs long green cock.

"F...Fuck me!" He suddenly shouted, causing the baroness to cringe at such an admission, her heart sunk in her chest as she heard him BEG them for more. How could he betray her like that? How could he LET her be **** like this, and then get off on his own ****?! What kind of a man does that, everything she thought she knew about him collapsed in on itself, the proud and tall standing regal man that she had been betrothed to all those years before, being reduced to a blubbering faggot that begged for big dicks. She felt disgusted, and angrier than ever.

Being brought out of her thoughts, there came a knock at the door, slowing down but not stopping, the two Orcs looked to one another, and then to the Baron who seemed to be under their spell. Then a voice came from the doorway.

"Sir, Madam, we have been ordered by your son to vacate the floor, do you consent to this order?" Zoe looked to the Baron, still have a 'fucked silly' expression on his face, Zoe nudged him to answer.

"Yesh!" He finally muttered, completely drunk on the pleasure he was receiving from the Orcs godly dick.

"MMpppfhhhh!" The baroness tried to call out but was quickly silenced with an extra hand, causing her muffled call for arms to go unheard from by the servant.

"V-very well." The man at the door confirmed as the group could hear him walk away.

"Please go back to fucking me! Please!" Came the Baron's pleas for more, Zoe happily indulged the man by thrusting all the way back inside again, causing his toes to curl up and a low moan to fill the room.

"What about your wife? Do you want my captain to fuck her too?" Zoe's tongue licked at his lips seductively.

"Yes, give it to my wife!" His begging cries were soon replaced with a deep moan as she pounded him long and hard, his hands that were once pinned to the sheets were now let free to embrace her strong form, raking his fingers down her back as she claimed his ass. Gro laughed as he looked down at the shocked form of the Baroness who hadn't taken her eyes off of her adulterous husband. She simply couldn't believe he's simply give her away like that! Gro decided she didn't need to cover her mouth any longer, so she let go and used her now free arm to give her more leverage against the sheets.

"Olaf?! Have you lost your mind, these brutes are **** us! Unfff" She felt Gro slam into her extra hard that time, reaching a little deeper into her regalness. If Olaf heard her, he didn't seem to let it show, his eyes were crossed in yet another orgasm that trickled down his now hardened member, his cock stood at an impressive 5 inches, at least for a human.

"HELP! SOMEONE FOR THE LOVE OF THE GOOD LORD, PLEASE SEND HELP!" She shouted out as loud as she could, however after minutes of hard and audible strides into her depths, no help came, her cries for salvation had fallen on deaf ears, the royal servants and the guards were all downstairs for the night, being pardoned on the young princes commands, and then confirmed by the patriarchs orders.

Gro set a mental reminder to commend Gob on her quick thinking, this would allow them much more freedom to solidate their loncon without the potential disturbance of the other humans sworn to protect their ruling class, the Baron and Baroness who were currently at the complete mercy of a couple of Orcs. From an outside perspective, the guards had failed at that one sacred duty in a monumental way, due to their lax defenses of the walls, and the lazy and inattentive atmosphere within the castle.

"H-HOly ordER! Banish this DEmon!" The Baroness spat in rage, her voice being **** up a few octaves as Gro stretched her vaginal walls with her rough pounding. Gro was impressed with the woman's tenacity, everyone up until now had been turned very quickly once their ass or cunt had been penetrated, some had turned with just the mere taste of her cock in their mouth, but here Gro was, 15 minutes of deep and hard pounding and she still held onto her senses.

"I'll have your head for this, spawn of demons!" Gro merely chuckled at that, as if she was in any position to make threats, perhaps she needed a lesson in manners. Gro grasped a hand around her throat and began to squeeze as she **** her. The Baroness's eyes went wide as she struggled for breath, she tried in vain to struggle out of the Orcs hold, but nothing had changed to her previous attempts, she was flailing around wildly but it amounted to nothing but pathetic twitches in the grand scheme of things. As her vision began to blur and the edges around her eyes grew dark, Gro released her hand. The Baroness sucked in a large lung full of air as she panted for oxygen, her vision returning to normal.

"Know your place, you may have been someone special before, but now you're just my puppet - a toy that I play with when I feel like it, and toys don't get to refuse their owners, do they?" Gro asked her, during the time Gro had asphyxiated the Baroness, she had inserted her full woMANhood all the way to the hilt, all twelve inches.

"Fuck... you." The Baroness breathed out once she had caught her breath. Gro growled a little in frustration, pulling the womans legs up and over her own head, Gro pounded down into her slopping cunt - proof that despite her harsh words, she was enjoying this deep and animalistic fucking, but for some reason would not bend to Gro's will like the others. While this was happening, beside her, her maritally betrothed who had sworn to protect her, was standing up on the bed on his knees with the overbearing Orc behind him, happily pounding away into his ass, holding onto his wrists in an act of possessive dominance, Olaf's dick flopped around weakly as Zoe slammed into him, his dick had came multiple times before Zoe had even came once, and so his dick lacked the ability to get erect and merely dangled low, useless and in submission to his assaulter.

"Let's show your wife your itty bitty baby dick!" Zoe taunted, Olaf merely carried on moaning, leaking precum onto the bed sheets. The wife in question grit her teeth as her families humiliation continued.

"I bet you're glad you get to experience an upgrade from now on, huh? How very fortunate for you." Zoe laughed, indicating to Gro's dick that had picked up a pace inside of her, causing the Baroness to make unspeakable grunting noises, **** into her first orgasm even as she had tried for so long to fend it off.

"It's obvious which one you would prefer, any woman would choose my captains over..." She leans down and flicks Olafs flailing junk "This shit." Zoe laughed as she heard the Barons pained yelp, followed by his incessant moaning.

"I'd TAke his DICk oveR a BEASTS any Day!" She found herself able to say inbetween her involuntary gasps and grunts that she tried oh so hard to contain. Piquing Zoe's curiosity, she pulled out of the Baron and slid her ten inch dick inbetween his legs, her cock snuggling comfortably between his balls and flaccid penis that wrapped around her own like a scarf. The Baron was whimpering at the lack of warmth he felt, rubbing his cock and balls up and down on the top side of her dick, massaging it in an attempt to goad her back into fucking his asshole.

"You're telling me if you had to choose, you'd choose this dinky little thing? I don't believe you." Zoe held him there, helplessly rubbing against her flesh like the submissive bitch that he was. The Baroness looked between the two sex organs, both functionally the same but the size difference was astonishing, she found herself drooling at the sight of such a domineering presence. Shaking her head she tried her best to free herself of such worldly temptations.

"ManKInd will PREvail! Scum!" Zoe's interest grew more and more, she definitely had way more willpower than she had seen up until now. Looking down she was greeted with with the once proud mans begging gaze.

"If you want this dick so bad, you have to capitulate yourself to me, and get your wife to do so as well." With that Olaf looked to his wife, any sense of shame was seemingly washed away with such a command.

"Venice, my love, it's over, we're no longer in charge here, it feels good to give in. Just let go." Olaf tempted her, the regal Venice moaned at a rather powerful stroke, and for a moment seemed to consider her lovers words, but was brought starkly back to reality once more, gritting her teeth she now addressed her husband. Gro slowed down a little in her frantic pace so as to enjoy the conversation a little.

"Olaf, have you no shame! You're giving me away like I was worth nothing to you?! You're not a man, you're a low life, a weasel in mans clothing!" Venice spat at her husband who merely looked at her, a little red in the face of having been degraded in this way, but even now found such degradation to be thrilling.

"You're right, I'm not a man, I thought I was for so long but after experiencing this wonderful thing." He reached backwards and grabbed onto the underside of Zoe's thick shaft. "I finally know that I could never compare, I've learnt my place, and you need to do so as well." With that Zoe slapped the mans toned ass, watching what little fat there was jiggle. Venices eyes go cold and dark as she glared back at the man she was once proud to name her husband.

"You're not my husband, whatever these filthy fucking demons did to him, he's gone. Get out of my sight." And with that, Venice returned her gaze to Gro, who was smirking down at her knowing the power she held over these two very important people. Picking her speed back up she began pounding back into the Baroness with renewed vigor.

An couple hours had passed of Gro pounding into Venice in all sorts of positions, but she still wouldn't give in, the willpower on this woman was incredible. Finally Gro, sweaty and heaving slightly decided she needed a little break, pulling out of the resistant little vixen, her throbbing cock ached from having been edged this long, Gro had refused to cum inside of her until he knew she was turned. Sitting down on the bedside chair, Gro motioned to Zoe.

"Why don't we get mr king of the castle over here to tend to his wife, you know, for a laugh." Gro sighed out, idly jerking her cock off to the Baroness who was practically dented into the bed from the harsh cunt pounding. She lay there, covered in sweat and soaking the sheets she lay on, unable to move at all from the amount of earth shattering orgasms and exertions. To the left of her, her former husband was happily gobbling down Zoe's pole, making sure to lick and slurp his way up and down her impressive length. Zoe definitely wanted to see this, pushing the Barons forehead off of her dong with a pop, she looked down at the needy face of a once proud ruler of a township.

"Well aren't you lucky, you're getting rare permission to act like a man. Go ahead, try and fuck your wife with that peashooter of yours." Zoe commanded, the husband seemed hesitant at first but wasn't about to question his masters orders so got to work, he crawled up his wifes panting body who was still catching her breath, her nightgown was completely soaked in sweat, much like her body that had a sheen to it. Having been giving fellatio for an hour or so, he had regained his stamina and so his dick stood up to its 5 inches in length.

"Hear that honey, master is allowing me to fuck you. I'm sorry I'm not as big as them." He said solemnly, almost consoling. Venice made a disgusted noise at the notion her husband had been reduced to this pitiful a state, disgusted but also terrified at the change in character - could she be turned to that kind of a state if this went on long enough, her voice was coarse from shouting for help so much and from groaning as that fat Orc dick plundered her depths again and again without mercy.

"Pathetic." She managed to croak out, at that he inserted himself inside of her, although to her it felt like a thumb was rubbing up against the side of a coffee mug. Looking down she could see he was fully hilted but she hardly felt a thing, the python-like male member that had once brought her to climax again and again was now like a worm wriggling inside of her, this is what she had been reduced to now, a loose whore who couldn't get off to humans anymore.

"Is it even in? Oh god I'm ruined." Venice finally wept as she came to terms with her predicament, a rare and uncharacteristic sight for the thornish ice queen.

"She's ruined me Olaf, can't you see?! I can't even... I can't feel your dick anymore, just stop! Please just... stop." She wept as her husband carried on thrusting into her, trying his hardest to pound into her as heavily as Gro had before, but found his dick slipping and sliding around in her bottomless cavern, never touching the sides. It was a pussy that had been molded into an Orcs personal fuck toy, and his dick simply wouldn't cut it for her anymore.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm so weak." Olaf kept pounding away to little effect, Gro and Zoe merely snickered as they enjoyed the drama unfolding before them.

"You're sorry?! You didn't even try to stop them! You wanted this to happen didn't you?!" Venice's voice still croaky from before, she glared up and into Olaf's eyes who managed to meet her gaze looking rather sorry for himself.

"Not at first" He admitted. "But when I saw that giant thing pounding inside of you, and felt her inside of me, I knew that this is how it's meant to be, before tonight we were just playing a game of king of the castle, ignorant of the pleasures and joys in being dutiful to a higher power, higher even than the good lord." He shot his meager load inside of her, which amounted to a few weak bursts of watery cum and then going flaccid instantly.

"Sacrilege!" The Baroness slapped Olaf across his cheek with as much strength as she could muster given her weakened and exhausted state. Olaf knew he deserved that slap, but not for the reason she had slapped him for. He was a weak male and didn't deserve to be with Venice, and he owed her at least a slap for having wasted so many years of her life being his wife for it all to come tumbling down over a couple of dicks. But he wasn't sorry for seeing his overlords as god like, in his mind they clearly were divine.

Before he was able to pull out, Gro came up behind him and pressed her impressive orbs of flesh into his neck, sandwiching his head between her rough but bouncy flesh, causing his softened dick to rise again, however as it was erecting to full mast he felt something rub past his balls and it carried on sliding up. It wasn't long until he saw his wife writhe beneath him as he felt his dick get further and further pushed to the top of her vaginal walls. At the foot of the bed, Gro was standing up and holding onto Venice's hips on the bed, raising the two humans up and along with her so that Gro was pounding down into half raised wife, and had suspended the husband who was propping himself up with his hands against the bed, his hands either side of his wife's head.

And with that, Gro carried on pushing her length slowly inside until she was as deep as she could possibly go, Venice was moaning and groaning, cross eyed and panting, her once queen like fassade had been replaced with a needful and ghoulish desire. Holding herself for a moment, Gro indulged in Olaf's whines as his dick was crushed between his wife's walls and her colossal cock. Having taken her fill she pulled back and slammed forward sharply, sending Venice's tits rippling and causing Olaf to cry out in pain, which contrasted well with his wife's sultry moans that she hadn't given off when he was fucking her.

"It's like... Night and day!" Venice grunted out as she stared back at her husbands half lidded eyes, somehow blissfully enjoying his punishment.

"Finally see the light? Well it fucking took you long enough." Gro chuckled, now slamming into her at a steady pace, enjoying Olaf's girlish yelps and moans alongside Venices gasps and screams of release as she squirted into the sheets.

"You may have ruined my cunt." Venice gasped a particularly violent thrust rocked her into a mini orgasm. "But you'll never have my mind, beast!" Gro made an annoyed sound, was this bitch really hanging on like this?! Gro sighed and finally smiled, if she wanted to be like this then fine, I guess it's time to take this seriously.

"You give me no other choice, little lady. If you thought your cunt was ruined before..." Gro stopped thrusting and closed her eyes, almost like she was meditating, Venice lay there confused as nothing was happening, her lower body still being propped up by her strong arms green hands, nothing, until finally Venice felt a new pressure in her sacred depths. Groaning out in a mixture of pain and pleasure she was brought to yet another orgasm as the Orc cock inside her kept growing and growing for what felt like to her as an eternity. Gro's growing and fattening cock kept expanding, her indomitable cock had finally **** Olafs pained and flattened cock out of her cunt with a **** splat, his dick now resting and rubbing weakly against Venices clit. Gro having grown to an even more mammoth size of 15 inches inside of Venices newly stretched cunt, causing her to curl her toes and clutch her hands into the bedsheets, her head craned back and eyes and mouth closed in a silent scream of utter pleasure.

"They call me Gro, know why?" Gro pulled back and slammed into her ecstasy writhing form. "Because I can really GROW" And with that she began pounding into the former ice queen like an Orc possessed, the wet smacking noise of flesh on flesh filling the room alongside the animalistic musk that complemented this erogenous sex act. Gro pounded into the woman and enjoyed the sight of the bulge in the woman's stomach made more more pronounced now with both the added size and arched back that Venice was now doing involuntarily.

"I know you want me, you know you want me, your body is honest so why don't you stop lying miss icicle, be honest, what do you REALLY want right now?" Gro asked as she pistoned her hips into Venice's, causing the bed to shake and Olaf's hips to jerk forward with her motions, rubbing his cock into her clit as he looked down at his wife have an out of body experience like he'd never dreamed to accomplish himself. The faces she'd made that he'd never seen, the noises coming out of her gullet he thought were completely impossible for her to make. It was like he was staring at a different woman.

"I-I!... I can't! I CAN'T HOLD OUT! OH GODS I NEED YOU TO CUM INSIDE ME, MASTER PLEASE CUM INSIDE ME! I'VE BEEN A GOOD GIRL MASTER PLEASE FUCK ME, BREED ME! I'LL HAVE YOUR ORC BABIES MASTER, SO PLEASE CUM INSIDE!" Dropping her down on the bed and shoving Olaf aside, Gro fell on top of her still connected and rutted her like she was a bitch in heat, she wrapped her legs around Gro's powerful waistline and clawed her fingernails into the Orcs midriff in complete ecstacy as she finally gave into her base instincts, what was retaining her humanity when compared to this organ of devine endowment currently filling her in ways her husband never could, or never would again unless commanded to.

"Oink for me piggy! Show your loser husband what a good little pig you are for me!" Gro turned to Olaf and smirked at him.

"OINK! OINK OINK! OINKK!!" Venice oinked between grunts an guttural moans. Olaf Was masterbating his half hard cock to the sight of his wife being taken by such a big cock that his own cock couldn't hope to compete with.

"Here comes my load you fucking whore, squeal for your pig feed you cunt!" Olaf shot his meager load into the sheets as his dynasty was taken away from him.

"SQUEEEEEEEE!!" And with that Gro blasted ropes of thick and potent cum into her womb, flooding it like a mineshaft and extending her stomach like a balloon making her look pregnant. Before she popped, Gro pulled out and carried on shooting load after load until Venice was head to toe plastered in hot sticky load, to the point that air bubbles where coming from her nose and mouth region.

"Whhoooo weee that was amazing, edging for so long and finally getting to cum is simply the best." Gro groaned out as she basked in her afterglow, her mind filled with the mantra that she'd completed her mission and it was easy sailing from here.