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Chapter 5
by TylerPal27
The decision is taken from your hands though as the three gaints begin to approach you and you accept the possibility of your horrid in the next few seconds.
Strangely enough, it never comes...except for your pants. They are fucked...and so are you.
You close your eyes to try and blank your mind as you brace yourself to be torn limb from limb by the gaunts and hear ripping sound as your pants are torn open...wait why is your crotch getting wet? You open your wyes to see the largest of the three gaunts slowly licking and wrapping its rather long tongue arouns your slowly hardening dick. This is so wrong on so many levels. You aren't an walking encyclopedia of Warhammer 40k lore, but you do know that the tyranids are the most blood thirsty race in the whole setting followed closely by Chaos, then the Dark Eldar, and then the Orks. Tyranid gaunts, hell Tyranids in general, don't just tear open your pants and start giving you a blowjob...admittedly a damn good blowjob but still they don't do this stuff. The Tyranids you know use hive fleets, space hulks, and genestealer cults to go from planet to planet like a biomass fueled plague of locusts eating everything in sight without exception and murdering all who resist in the moat brutal manner possible. You gind it jard to holf onto that image as the large gaunt sucking your dick start to take you into her mouth, also you just learned that the sharp pointy flesh rending bonebreaking teeth that Tyranids tend to have on display at all times are retractable, who knew? You take hold of the large gaunt's head and start thrusting in time with her movements before filling her mouth qith your cum. Surprisingly, despite your virgin status, or maybe because of it, you remain hard as the other two gaunts take their turns "polishing your power sword" and get a mouthful of spunk for their troubles. You are all kinds of confused as you take a moment to catch your breath and try to reason things out. You are starting to suspect that something is going on in this version of the 40k universe and have a strong sense it os Slaaneshi in nature. You look at the gaunt and see that they are turned around with their asses (do Tyranids have asses?) up revealing three gliatening aroused slits leaking feminine juices and clearly begging to be fucked.
You struggle with the idea of punching your v-card with a trio of horny space bugs or leave them hanging and frustrated and probably die.
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(Discontinued, up for adoption)Isekaihammer 40k: Stupid Sexy Space Bugs
aka "Never play sudden blackjack with Slaanesh and bet the chance to reshape the Universe in the winner's image. Also, Tzeench got bored again." Part 1 of a possible series
You are one of many individuals across the multverse to be isekai'd into another dimension. Here's the short version of how you got to this point. Big E and the four Chaos Gods decide to take a break from trying to erase each othet fron e istence to play poker. Slaanesh breaks out the god-level booze and that give an unholy high to the user. Partying ensues, everyone gets baked and somehow a game of sudden blackjack got called with the winner able to reshape reality in their image. Slaanesh won and then Tzeench got bored and realized he hadn't fucked with the Materium in a while. The God of Change reached through the fabric of reality, grabbed you by the collar and yanked you to meet him, well her for a one on one meeting.
Updated on Aug 8, 2020
by TylerPal27
Created on Aug 7, 2020
by TylerPal27
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