Dew is taken

Dew panted at the effort, watching as the barbs dew closer and closer. Her lips moved frantically in the spell casting. “Il arthem do ilk ar-ar,” her voice failed her, the barbs closing. Her frail arms quivered, her throat felt dry. “A-ar il ar a-ah-ahhhhhhh!” She wailed as the toads at last reached her chest. Her arms buckled as fire shot through her body, her nipples jutting in arousal and her skin flushing a bright red. The toad grinned, keeping its barbs within the moaning woman to ensure she received an ample dose. At last he pulled free and Dew collapsed against the stone.

The sensation which ran through Dew took her mind away. Her body spoke for her now, and it begged to be taken. She looked up at the leathery hide of the toad, her eyes shining in desire when they fell upon his cock. She grabbed the edge of her robes and helped the toad to hike them over her hips revealing the sheer fabric of her virginal white panties. “Please,” she moaned, panting hotly, spreading her legs wantonly. “Please fuck me.”

Dew gasped as the toad tore away her panties. She squirmed as his fingers slipped across her puffy lower lips, femcum drooling forth, lubing up his fingers and her pussy for what would come next. The toad grunted and bared his cock. He grabbed her hips to still them from their feverish shaking in anticipation and drove his long cockhead into her. Dew threw her head back, crying out in joy. She was tight, but with the venom she felt only pleasure in her pain as the toad ruthlessly worked himself deeper inside her, filling her with his immense cock slowly, getting in as much as he could. This was not about her pleasure. It was about her breeding. It was about his filling her, forcing his seed inside her. The elf ground herself against him, her small form utterly eclipsed by the toad’s immense size as he drove deeper into her.

At last he reached her limit, Dew’s womanhood perhaps an inch and a half from his base. The toad didn’t offer a moment for her to adjust, but instead began violently pistoning into the elf beneath him. Dew screamed in pleasure, clinging to the stone she lay upon as the toad rammed into her over and over again.

“Ah! Ah! So…so big. Oh! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me deeper! Aughhh! Make me ah! Make me your slutty elfish whore! Fill me with up! Fuck my belly full of toad babies. Fuck yes! Oh! Oh gods!”

The toad croaked, prehensile tongue shooting out. Dew cried out as the leathery appendage wrapped about a tender nipple and began to flick and tug on it. His fingers on her hips dug deeper, the barbs plunging into her thighs, filling her with more of the intoxicating formula.

Suddenly, the toad started driving into her even harder. Dew was scraped against the stone now. She wrapped her legs about the toad’s waist, holding on for dear life. “Fuck me! Yes! Cum in me. Yeeeeees!” With a shuddering jerk the toad came. His seed poured into Dew’s ready body which seemed to swallow every bit of cum given unto her. Dew’s eyes fluttered at the sensation, the feeling of fulfillment the act consummated. Her legs clutched at him, holding his cock in her as he drained his balls.

At last he was done. With a satisfied croak he pulled free. Dew sagged against the stone, shuddering with the thrill of the venom and the debauchery of their fucking. She blinked hazily, and wondered who would willingly fight against something as perfect as this?