Chapters tagged worms

Hesitation breeds defeat. by bopoznuvt

Chapter 10

Althea paused at the edge of the pit, still mulling over her options. She lazily bobbed the glowing end of the broomstick, peering into the darkness. Still nothing. "Hello? Are you injured?" she called again in futility and looked back toward the storehouse, silently la...

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The human infested with worms. by bopoznuvt

Chapter 11

Despite her feeble struggles, Althea’s wrist remained firmly in the orc’s grasp. Despite her capture, however, it seemed to be waiting for something. No life lingered behind its milky, yellow eyes, and its tusked jaw hung slack. Each jerk and thrash from the priestess only caused...

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Temple of the Unclean Sire. by bopoznuvt

Chapter 13

Althea held her staff out ahead and stood as straight as possible. Sucking in her stomach, she began the squeeze through the mysterious crevice. She wasn’t sure whether to be grateful or disgusted by the fact that the smelly, slippery slime lubricated her body just enough to pop...

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A thirst quenched. by bopoznuvt

Chapter 24

The hunched, winged cultist departed, leaving the heavily-pregnant priestess with the remaining four. Andre, still holding her breast like a bag of gold coins, gave it a small squeeze. Althea winced and a spurt of the thick, spoiled milk jet across the top of her taut, grimy bell...

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Smite! by bopoznuvt

Chapter 25

Many questions plagued her mind as to how she regained her powers, and why now, but Althea knew this was her chance. Emboldened by her rekindled light, the priestess stretched forth her hand toward Ivan. _"By the light of Helestria, be purged in holy fire!"_ she shouted. The ligh...

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Spongeknob Scarepants by bopoznuvt

Chapter 26

**CW: Triptophobia** Althea's neck began aching as she struggled to gaze back over her shoulder at the fly-covered man behind her. The young priestess had lived in ignorance to the horrors of Nihilipox and his sycophants for most of her life. And even though she had only just re...

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A paragon of rot and ruin. by bopoznuvt

Chapter 28

Althea lay there, a feeble mess of grime, sour milk, and birthing fluid. At last the immense pressure in her belly was gone, but in its place she felt the cold, sinking realization that she had entered an unwilling role of motherhood. Spent and exhausted, the young priestess prop...

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Malignant growth and unholy resilience. by bopoznuvt

Chapter 29

Shock still consumed the poor girl. Only now had she noticed the violet light of the magic circle had faded as she lay back on her elbows, watching this tumorous, sickly spawn--her chid--sup at her breast, seeking the lifegiving mother's milk within. Althea coughed softly when in...

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