Hide

With most of the candles in the room blown out, the room is almost pitch black. Weary from two hard fights back to back you decide hiding and avoiding another fight is your best bet. There isn't much time as you hear the squealing getting louder as the moments go by. Rushing around the room you check several weapon and armor crates, most are full enough that you cant hide in them. The goddess favors you as you open the last one, it appears to have just enough room to hide.

Climbing inside it you hurriedly pull the lid back over the crate. Nearly holding your breath you focus on slowing your breathing as much as possible. The leather vests you are laying on slowly become more and more uncomfortable. Buckles poking and prodding your sweaty body all over. The weirdest part is how aroused you are getting at the thought of being caught. You notice your nipples are fully erect. Softly cursing yourself for entertaining the thought.

That is when you hear the daemon. With a sharp snort the armory door sounds like its been slammed open. The snorting gets louder as the creature walks past the crate you are in. After a few steps the creature stops squealing long enough for you to hear giggling and laughing nearby. You cover your mouth and wait.

The beast shuffles back near the door, his heavy steps hard to miss when each one is accented by a grunt. Once the daemon stops you hear belching. After several more belches you start to faintly smell lavender. You start to think of several jokes you heard once and start to giggle.

Clamping your hand over your mouth you try your hardest not to laugh. As you start to giggle, you start gasping for more air and breathing in more of the lavender scent. After a few moments you are laughing so hard your sides start to cramp. The lid to the crate is lifted off, raising a hand up you squint to see two sisters through the darkness of the room. "No....pft....haaaa...haaa...." Laughing the whole time you are lifted out of the crate by your fellow sisters.

You don't know who they are with their face is covered by a burlap sack. Each has a collar around their neck attached to a chain which is being held on the other end by the fattest creature you have ever seen. The sister on your left has massive tits, her body is firm and she is taller than you. The sister on your right is roughly the same height as you but her tits are considerably smaller and her body is toned, she has a tattoo of a flower on her suntanned hip.

The creature in front of you has bright sunburned pink skin. The demon is every bit as fat as he is tall. His belly hangs down low enough you cannot even see his cock unless he rears back. His eyes bulge out of his head, the deep blue of them stands out awkwardly against the deep pinkish skin. The worst mix of razorback pig and an obese man you could possibly imagine. The air stinks with a thick stench of sweat and sex.

When you see his face you start laughing even harder. "Did they have to lube the door way for you to get in?" You and the other girls start laughing hysterically. The daemon makes a pissed off snort. Pulling the chains the two girls never let go of your arms as you are marched out of the room. Past the door you start laughing harder "I get it you're naturally lubed by bacon grease..." gasping for air as you try to tell the bad joke.

You continue to laugh as you're marched through the corridors. Arriving at the library you see Sister Constance sucking the largest cock you have ever seen in your life time. You can tell just by looking she is straining to take it all, her eyes and nose running. Precum and cum strings reaching from her chin to the base of the creatures balls. Her chest and twat are covered in semen.

With a snort and tug on the two females chains they toss you forward to the ground in front of the crocodile demon. With a grunting snarl the pig beast speaks "We even now." *snort* "Fresh cunt and she needs a good fucking." As the crocodile looks you over his erection pulses harshly in Constance's mouth. Gripping her hair as she gags on his cum, he pulls her lips from his cock and tosses her to the side while she is still coughing and gagging on his thick and salty seed. The seed she doesn't swallow drips from the tip of his cock to the ground in thick and ropy strands as he walks to you. "Now this is more like it." The crocodile says in a crisp and stern tone.

The effects of the gas seem to be wearing off. Quick and potent yet it doesn't seem to last long. Looking around the room in horror as you sit there naked and surrounded. The room stinks of sex musk, brimstone and swamp. Looking up your eyes lock on the massive throbbing cock that is coming straight at your face. With only heart beats to act you know you are either about to suck a cock or run for it....