Of course it does you worthless whore

You seem to have arrived at your destination, not that it affects you much. It's a medium sized outpost on the edge of a forest. Who knows where in the world it is. You are given a room with Cocephalos, and two more months pass. Your abdomen has swollen to obscene proportions, delivering another blow to your psyche. You had dared to hope, for a while, that you were carrying an elf, but you were far larger than any elven woman you had ever seen, even at the end of her pregnancy. The finality of it all hit you: the child you were carrying was pure centaur. There seemed at first to be one silver lining to this: Cocephalos had stopped tormenting you sexually, which you assumed was out of concern for his child. This silver lining soon became strangely irritating, and you found yourself wondering why he wouldn't fuck you. Certainly the yearning in your asshole never went away. It simply grew stronger by the day.

Every day, when you were together, Cocephalos would look at you, pure lust in his eyes. Your room held a massive mirror which you could watch yourself in. You were an obscene sight. Your beautiful elven face and perfect figure, now complete with breasts larger than your head contrasted perversely with your hugely pregnant stomach. It was all topped off with your pathetic limp clit and ruined testicles, highlighted by the rod and chain affixed to them. Every day Cocephalos would **** you to perform a wide range of exercises, and you didn't dare question him. Every time, he would rub up against your body as he showed you what to do. At first you just felt flustered, but by now every touch made your entire body burn with lust, and your mind fill with frustration. His presence made your asshole wet within moments, and his touch made it gush. Still, he didn't fuck you, or even let you, you meant make you, suck his cock.

Tonight was no different. After returning from god knows where, he went to a desk and began pouring over maps. You stare at him, focusing on his magnificent cock. You begin to imagine worshiping it with your mouth. By this point your teeth had been removed entirely, though nobody else would be able to tell. You were enchanted with some sort of illusion, and every time you looked into the mirror a perfect set of pearly whites grinned back at you. You longed to use your sex doll face to please his mighty shaft. You are snapped out of your daydream when a string of drool falls from the corner of your mouth onto your pregnant stomach.

"M-master," you say nervously.

"Yes slut," he says, "This better be important."

"Master, why have you not done anything sexual to me for so long?" you ask, your rational mind suppressed so fully by hornyness that you don't even understand the desperation broadcast by such a bald faced question.

"Missing my cock, are you slut?"

"N-n-o, I was just c-c-urious."

"Don't you dare lie to me. Besides, it won't get you what you want. You need to be honest with me."

"Maybe if you just let me touch it. I feel strange, I think I just need to get it out of my system."

"What do you mean, slut?" he asks mockingly, "If you want it, you should ask for it properly. Are you saying you want my cock?"

Your face burns as you respond, "Y-y-es master."

"Tell me what you want then."

"I w-want your huge cock master," you say, cursing yourself. There was no need to add the 'huge'.

"Where do you want it?"

"I-in my mouth master. A-a-and in my p-pussy," you say, shamelessly.

"Beg me for it."

"Please master, please, I'm begging you. Let me worship your fat cock. Grab my lewd titties and fat ass, fuck me in my pussy!" you shout, reason and dignity abandoning you.

"Show me how much you want it, seduce me."

You rise up and sashay towards him seductively, swaying your childbearing hips with your hands place on the point where your impossibly narrow waist turns into your grossly distended stomach. Your breasts wobble as you turn around in front of him. You lean forward carefully, nearly falling over, then begin to shake your huge ass. You feel like the lowest of the low, worse than a gutter prostitute. You're shaking your ass obscenely in front of this beast that stole almost everything from you, **** to feel his cock inside your tight elven body.

"Alright, whore, you've shown me you what you need, and I'll deliver it. Harder than you can even imagine," he says, pulling you harshly by your chain.

The pain in your groin just drives the fire in your tummy as you wobble after your master with all the speed you can muster. He takes you to a large room with familiar and unfamiliar equipment. Dragging you to the middle he slaps you in the face, throwing you to the ground.

"Worship my cock, slut!" he commands.

You dive between his legs, wasting no time cramming his cock down your throat. It hurts even more than the first time, but the pain just drives you wild, as does the anticipation of the pain that will come when he takes your ass again finally. You take it all the way to your stomach when you realize that he has immediately begun to piss into you. Your perverse mind compels you to continue deepthroating his shaft as he pumps piss directly into your stomach and throat, bloating you as all your insides press together. After he finishes pissing you continue in earnest, slamming your body up and down his shaft, taking it as deep as you can into you. Your mouth stretches obscenely, and your asshole gushes. A wet spot is forming below where you squat. Your legs are already screaming, having to haul your heavily pregnant body up and down, but you push past all the pain. You want to make him happy, you need to make him happy. You take him as deep as you can and hold it, cutting off your oxygen until your entire throat convulses on him, massaging the shaft, then withdraw at the last moment to suck in life giving air. You repeat this over and over again, getting more lightheaded every time. Just as you feel your hold on consciousness slowly begin to slip away, he starts blasting a load into you. It leaves his cock with such **** that you can feel the impact inside you. He slowly withdraws as he fills your esophagus with dick cream. You desperately swallow, then fall backwards, staring up at him in hopeful desperation.

He yanks your chain again, dragging you over to an elaborate harness contraption. He lifts you into it and secures you, with your face and belly pointing up for the first time, then positions a surface underneath you to support you. Looking directly into your eyes, he wordlessly thrusts into you, tearing your tight asshole open.

Just like before, you immediately experience an explosive anal orgasm, gushing all over his cock, then losing control of your bladder and spurting pee from your clit. The orgasms this time are even stronger, and they come hard and fast as he slams into you. You see his cock tinged with red from where your asshole has bled on him, but you don't care.

"You needed this, didn't you my little slut?"

"Yes master, I need it," you say through tears of pain.

"You love it. You're not a man, you never were, you've always been a slutty girl who loves cock."

"Yes master," you say, "I'm a slutty whore who needs cock. Thank you for making me beg for it. For showing me my true self."

"Go on slut," he says, pounding you to another squealing orgasm

"I love your cock, master. I love you."

"You love me. Why?" he asks, as you violently convulse and shit another load of ass juice all over his cock.

"I need you, I'm **** for your cock. I love you so much, thank you for impregnating me, for blessing me with your superior cock, for filling me with your superior babies. I don't know what I would do without you. I don't think I could live." You pant out each sentence in between piercing yelps and squeals of pain and pleasure.

"So," he says, staring straight into your eyes, "You love me?"

"Yes"

"Good. You see, I hate you," he says, "I hate your worthless whore ass, just like I hate your whole damn species."

His eyes fill with bloodlust as he picks up the pace and switches angle, causing you to writhe under him.

"You tried to take everything from us. Our women. Our children. Our culture. Our future. Not just your leaders or your government, but every single one of you is complicit. And now you'll feel your punishment. I have taken everything from you, and you will be mine forever."

You continue to orgasm uncontrollably as he fucks you, shame washing over you. Everything you say is true.

"I hate you, and I own you. Your penance for your crimes will be to serve me forever, bring me pleasure in every way you can, whatever the cost. Try to make me forget what I've lost, even though it's impossible. And the best part of is that you will love it. You will love when I fuck you, when I hurt you, when I conquer you. You love what I've done to you, and you love how I've molded and controlled you. That's who you've always been. The mask of the domineering elven man hides a spirit that craves to submit to true men and superior peoples. You are my little whore. My hole. My worthless fuckdoll."

With his last words he rapidly flips you around, moving clips with expert speed, and pushing away the support. You're hanging belly down, with your head pointed toward the ground and your ass in the air. Your pregnant stomach and breasts hang obscenely as he begins to fuck you from behind. Like an animal. Like a thing. This is the most degrading thing to ever happen to you, and you love it. You hang here, taking his massive cock in your worthless pussy and cumming uncontrollably until you lose consciousness.

This is the true first day of the rest of your life.