Cock and sword

The prostitute was moaning and screaming as Elizabeth pounded her, sucking at the prostitute little breasts. Flicking her bean, the girl was taking so much pleasure that all the brothel could probably hear her.

"Yes ! Like that ! Oh ! I haven't came in years, and I cannot stop with you ! Thank yooooooooooou !" she moaned.

Smiling, Elizabeth kissed her neck before one last thrust, exploding and flooding her partner's womb with her seed, the whore leg-locking her. Finally pulling out, the adventurer catch her breath, her big cock slowly getting more and more flaccid as the woman closed her eyes.

"Wow. I never had such pleasant sex with a whore." she admitted. "But... you know you will get pregnant, right ?"

Elizabeth then noticed her lover fell asleep, still moaning from the hardest dicking she ever got.

"Aaaaaaaaaand she passed out. I'll never know how I do this."

Elizabeth sighed, kissed her paid lover's forehead and drank a glass of water. In that sort of moment, where she gave everything she got to her partners, Elizabeth could feel her whole body that she could see in a mirror in the room : average in size, but athletic, with several scars and burns over it, soft and pretty C cup breasts, harmonious and kissable facial traits covered in blond hair, and hairy underarms and genitals she rarely bothered to shave. But what made her so special was somewhere else. In a world full of wonderful creatures, elves, dwarves, and many more things, the adventurer was of a very rare kind, a woman with male genitals : testicles the size and shape of eggs and a nine inches long, two inches thick cock were dangling between her legs. Her sexual capacities and appetite combined with the **** potency of her semen made her the blessing of women, the bane of men, and the father of many.

The thing that draw the attention when she wasn't naked was her half mask covering the right side of her face. Few knew the truth about it, but all knew it was a very sensitive subject for Elizabeth. Some said it was because of a monster, others because of a wizard or an alchemist, like her. After a few moments thinking about the injury lying behind her mask, Elizabeth finally got dressed up, donning her leather armor, her sword and her bag full of weird things that only an educated person would know. Kissing the prostitute she definitely would see again, she headed out of the bedroom, to have a drink at the bar.

"A beer." asked Elizabeth.

"Was the whore good ?" smiled the innkeeper.

"Yeah. Just fine. Just..."

"Let me guess, she'll have a little reminder of you in nine months." said the old man while pouring a beer to his well-hung customer.

"Exactly. Hope you don't mind."

"It's only the third one you impregnate this year." sighed the innkeeper.

"Oh... Sometimes I wonder if I should have sex just with guys."

"You like guys ?"

"Yes. Don't get me wrong, I prefer women, but I don't mind to pork a cute guy or to see a colossal hunk shoving his huge dick up my..."

The door of the inn suddenly and loudly opened, and five burly soldiers entered. The first to enter then said :

" ELIZABETH GOLDFACE ! WE SEARCH ELIZABETH GOLDFACE ! DID SOMEONE SEEN HER ?!"

"You've impregnated a noble's wife again ?" whispered the innkeeper.

"Maybe. I've done so much." said Elizabeth, totally indifferent.

One of the soldiers saw the alchemist and pointed her to his partner, who seemed to be the leader. All the men went to Elizabeth, who calmly finished her pint and said :

"Yes ?"