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What is that buzzing sound? why is it getting louder?! its BEES! The OverQueen Bee of the lands comes next to pay homage, and perhaps to have the poor filly incubate and nurture her young!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "left ravaged and cum swollen after the beast lords of the forest finished with the young filly, what is to come next?  What is that buzzing sound? why is it getting louder?! its BEES! The OverQueen Bee of the lands comes next to pay homage, and perhaps to have the poor filly incubate and nurture her young!", "writing": "Feeling like an absolute, destroyed mess, bloated on cum, her cunny gaping, and her ass literally plugged with cum, Dancer groaned as she leaned back against Valor's breasts, as the dryad gave her a little comfort, closing her eyes as her swollen stomach ached and gurgled. Valor ran her hands through the filly's forehead, and down through her hair, \"You are almost done little one, but the worst is still to come for you I'm afraid.\"\n\nOpening her eyes a little, watching a bee buzzing around a flower way above her head in a moment of seeming peace, wilting a little herself at the dryad's comment, \"You can't tell me what worse is, can you?\" she lamented softly, her tail swishing a little, squirming and letting out a little groan as her body tried to work against the plug, cramping from needing to relieve herself, and she couldn't.\n\n\"Thats right sweetheart,\" Valor murmured softly, working her fingers through the filly's mane, though not touching the drying cum that covered the filly's front and breasts. Dancer nodded, trying to take the few moments she could and relax, watching a pair of bees at the flowers above, buzzing away from one to the other. It was hard to see them, they didn't glow like many of the other creatures of the glade, but she could tell from their black bodies against the soft, golden, glowing flowers.\n\nShe started to become more alarmed as seconds ticked by, and she saw another bee, and another, and heard a deep, thrumming of beez buzzing, seeing a dozen, two dozen emerging from the branches above. Soon bees started floating down, investigating her, first in the ones and twos, then more as Valor gripped Dancer's mane tightly, \"Hold still,\" reaching back as well to grab the preteen filly's tail.\n\nDancer gasped as her tail was grabbed and her hair held tightly, bending her head back a little as she saw the bees flitting down over her cum covered breasts, tacky and sticky as they started to dry, investigating, before they started to land on her stomach, feeling their little feet and their fat bodies and their tiny tongues as they started to lick at the sweet cum decorating her, \"Oh goddess, no! What is this, bees are next?\"\n\nValor didn't answer as more and more bees flitted down, drawn by the sweet nectar decorating the filly's body, several landing on her breasts, and licking at her nipples with their tiny proboscises, as she tried not to squirm beneath them. Soon it was dozens upon dozens descending on her body, some taking off, and more landing, covering her breasts and stomach with a crawling mass of bee bodies, and more landing on her back where the boar had sprayed her with her cum.\n\nDancer trembled beneath the increasing weight of them, and then gasped as she felt several landing beneath her tail on the swollen lips of her cunny, which was still gaping open. Drawn to this new source, soon hundreds were landing back there, weighing and tugging on that clit piercing, but more they were starting to crawl down inside her still gaping cunny, filling her with a thick, moving carpet as they sought the deep well of cum waiting in her womb, her body trembling as she gasped and whined at the feel of thousands of little bodies invading her, nibbling and licking all over inside her, especially with the stimulation of them within her making her become aroused as her heat betrayed her once again.\n\nThe little filly started panting, shivering at the constant, crawling stimulation as she felt them starting to move down all the way to her still stretched cervix, and right down into her womb to start drinking from the lake of cum within her, when she spotted a half dozen giant bees, at least the size of her fists buzzing with heavy wings, hovering before her, two inch long stingers hovering menacingly.\n\n\"What… What…?\" Dancer tried to ask breathlessly, shuddering with the mass of bees sliding into her, and some sliding out to fly away once they had their fill, the thousands of little bodies sliding into her, over her gspot, and dangling from her clit, licking it with hundreds of little tongues, even as they jostled the piercing, and the dozens licking at her pert, puffy little nipples not helping, pushing her closer and closer.\n\n\"The Queen's elite guard, look up,\" Valor told Dancer, and the filly did, her eyes widening as a huge fuzzy looking bee, nearly the size of her head hovered above, a fuzzy buzzy she realized from the feline features, but larger and older than she had ever seen before, its fur gray in many places.\n\nDancer could only stare for a minute at the great queen's body as she hovered there, trembling, her body clenching as she let out a little cry of pleasure, only for that cry to turn into a scream as suddenly eight bees around each nipple turned around and sank their stingers in right at the base of her nipples in a ring around each, and another eight sank their stingers in at the base of her clit all at the same time.\n\nHer body lurched in pain as she came and cried out in agony, Valor holding the filly's head and tail still, while the painful venom was injected, the stingers remaining, the bees still alive as they squirmed and pulled, but in the midst of that, a pair of the huge, elite guard bees descended on her little breasts, arranging themselves, and the preteen filly felt another similar weight settling on the lips of her vulva above her clit.\n\nThe shock of the pain wore off quickly, her eyes wide and ragged as she saw the huge bees landing on her breasts and positioning themselves, \"Oh gods no they aren't please don't let them ah!\" gasping out as the queen herself landed on her head, almost covering her face with her abdomen as the filly gasped and panted.\n\nAlready, despite, or maybe because of the venom the bees as pumped into her, her clit engorging, growing hypersensitive and pressing against the spikes of the piercing, she felt another orgasm rushing up on her.as she panted from the pain, and from fear of what was coming.\n\nJust as the next orgasm crashed over her and she arched her back the elite guards struck, sinking thick stingers two inches down into the middle of her nipples, and one up the center of her clit, and started to pump their venom into her. Even as she rolled her head back in Valor's grasp to take a breath to scream the queen brought the tip of her abdomen up to shove into the filly's mouth, and pushed a three inch thick ovipositor down the filly's throat, not even giving her a chance to gag around it as she was quick and brutal with it.\n\nGagging around the thick ovipositor as it rolled deep down her throat, her body clenched and trembled in pain, and pleasure too, the venom starting to kick her heat into overdrive, feeling her whole body flushing and warming up as little orgasms, first weak but growing stronger rippled up from within her, and she could feel her breasts swelling in reaction to the venom being pumped into her.\n\nThe queen wasn't idle, its abdomen rippling and flexing, and Dancer became keenly aware of large, soft, round objects feeding down that ovipositor and down her throat, making her throat stretch around them, as one after another the queen laid these eggs into her stomach.\n\nAs pain started to overwhelm the little filly, and as lack of oxygen started to get to her, Dancer would swear she started to hear music, a tune, faint at first, a foul taste and crude music from the first egg as it slid down her throat, a light, airy aria and ephemeral sweetness with the next one, something growly and deep with a spiced tasted with the third one, each one seeming different, joining into a cacophony within her swollen stomach.\n\nDancer tried shaking her head, tried getting a breath, thinking she must be going crazy as her vision swam and her breasts and clit screamed in agony, and the pulses of orgasms rippled through her even as she felt the swarm of bees crawling in and out of her womb and over her body, as the songs and tastes and feelings tumbled into her mouth, and down her throat.\n\nOne felt like an angry buzzing of bees, looking to fight. One felt like it was trying to draw her in with honeyed notes, but she felt a cruelty beneath it that made her recoil. One seemed so detached and aloof she barely heard its notes, drifting on a breeze. One seemed so curious the notes seemed to try and pry into her mind's corners for answers before she pushed it away. One felt foul and wormy, squirming through her thoughts and down her throat.\n\nOne felt like a warm, glowing pearl, friendly and affectionate, honeyed sweet and strong as it tumbled onto her tongue and down her throat, and her thoughts latched onto that among the cacophony that swelled inside her stomach, and she let out a low, shuddering moan against the ovipositor in her throat as the pain seemed to ease some.\n\nAs darkness ate at the edges of her eyes, and that golden glow swelled in her belly, and as the queen let the last of a dozen eggs slide down into her stomach, finally the aged queen withdrew from her throat, and after a few moments, buzzed away to land among the branches ass the young filly gasped hoarsely for breath.\n\nValor relaxed her grip on her hair, stroking down her back, \"Good girl, thats the worst I think,\" she murmured, a hand slipping down to the filly's human belly, which had been licked clean by thousands of bees, rubbing her fingers over the protruding swell. Dancer panted, her head hanging forwards finally, her eyes flickering as she whimpered and moaned, the pains of her flesh coming back into clarity.\n\nAnd still latched to her breasts were the two enormous elite guardians with their two inch stingers buried in her breasts, which had swollen to twice their previous size. The smaller bees that had stung around her nipples had pulled away, leaving their stingers imbedded, and she couldn't tell if the same was true for her clit, though she could still feel the heavy weight and the sharp biting pain of the elite guardian and its stinger lodged deep within her swollen clit.\n\nShe felt like she was too hot, her clit too engorged, too sensitive, every tiny movement of her breath, of the bees climbing over it and within her seemed to set her off into quakes of mini orgasms, but the tide into her cunny of the bees crawling in and out seemed endless, bees flying away into the tree then returning, again and again as she felt them wriggling and crawling over eachother down right into her womb, even as her cunny twitched and trembled with ongoing orgasms, dripping her pleasure that the bees crawled through unendingly.\n\nDancer felt the stinger in her clit shift, pulling out just a little and she threw her head back to scream at the shock of pain as she came hard right then, her whole body bucking beneath the continual onslaught, and during this the elite guardian finally slipped its long stinger free, buzzing away to leave the trembling pony in its wake.\n\nOnly a few drops of blood fell, before the swelling of her clit closed it off, and a few moments later she let out another scream as she felt the two pierced deep in her nipples move as well at the same time, slowly drawing out their stingers, before they too flitted away. Again there was only a few drops of blood, and the venom burning away deep within her swollen little breasts.\n\nFreed of the stingers, Dancer had hoped the pain would ease, but the venom continued to work on her, cranking the force of her heat up and causing her breasts to continue to swell, while she still felt the thousands of legs of bees crawling in and out of her stretched cunny like a solid mass continually crawling into her, and the only solace the golden glow within her stomach.\n\nValor moved to settle on the filly's back again, drawing the girl's head back against her breasts, while her hands slid up and down for a moment over that swollen stomach, \"You feel them in there, don't you?\" she asked, before her hands slid up to Dancer's breasts, carefully working to pluck out the smaller stingers.\n\nDancer let out a little cry as her overly sensitive nipples were even brushed, the first stinger coming out making her whimper and tremble, but she nodded to the question, breathless from the near constant state of orgasm, \"Yes, yes I feel one, one more than the others, singing to me, she is so sweet,\" she moans.\n\nValor nods with a smile as she carefully worked at the stingers, \"Good, I'm glad. Between the boar and the bees they turned your body into a wonderful little incubator for the next queens, and the one you hear will be their queen, a companion sometimes to you if you wish, but always a friend. The bees of the forest and the land will always remember you, and will come to your aid if you are endangered anywhere. From attack at least, you will likely be left prey to any who which to just rape you, mmm?\"\n\nDancer let out a low groan as she shuddered, nipples hard and throbbing, needful of touch beneath the dryad's fingers as she arched and squirmed, \"t-Thats the way its always going to be, isn't it? Victim and prey for the creatures and people of the land?\"\n\nValor let out a soft laugh, plucking the land stinger away before pressing her palms over the little filly's swollen nipples, rubbing in slow circles, \"Yes, though not all will take such advantage of you, but it will also give you the ability to move freely between all the lands, none will hold you captive, at least not for long, you may come and go as you choose. Or come, and come, and come,\" she teased the filly who moaned and squirmed beneath her.\n\nDancer whined as she shivered beneath Dancer, beneath her touch, panting and sweating, a cool sheen of moisture slicking her human skin, \"Thats not fair! I didn't ask for any of this!\" a child's cry against the injustices of the world that so brutally used and violated her.\n\nValor nodded, continuing to fondle and stroke the girl, \"Its not, but this is the ancient pact that binds the tribes to this semblance of peace, and you are the price of it, all that you might have been, to be what you will become. Your home herd will not accept you back the same, you'll try, but you'll see the difference in how they treat you, your best bet is to find a place among the other tribes or kingdoms. \n\n\"The humans will treat you fairly, though even there you will be something of an outcast, though their money will buy you many pleasures if you submit your body to bear their stallion's foals. I wouldn't recommend staying overlong with the trolls, they are foul and disgusting as you know, you'll endure the worst humiliations under them. The goblins are inquisitive, but cunning and cruel, they'll find inventive ways to entertain you, always for their pleasures, though their Queen may be a little gentler with you. The gnolls you'll find are outright but cruel, but there can be a softer side to them, especially that matriarch I think would take you in, hurt you in unspeakable ways, but give you love too.\n\n\"The beasts of the forest won't trouble you much, though if caught alone there will be those young males who seek you out for release of their hormones, the bucks are specially bad in the fall, especially the great elks you may find four or five lined up behind you to take turns if you can't get away,\" this description made Dancer shiver, finding the image in her heat addled state evocative and arousing as the dryad continued.\n\n\"The elves don't participate in these rituals, except for their own forest maiden given to become one with the people and the land, but they abide by the same courtesies to the chosen one, and may visit, but aside from granting the occasional boon, they are unlikely to welcome a long stay. You can of course stay here, though many beasts wander through this glade, and a good many will take a fancy to pleasing themselves with you.\n\n\"My suggestion would be to seek a fortune in the human kingdom, bear their foals and collect their bounty, and set yourself up a small estate, something that can be self sufficient with a few hired hands, and live off the coin when you need to be alone, and find out which of the other tribes you can enjoy yourself with most… there is a lot of pleasure and joy to be found in learning to submit, I think the Gnoll Matriarch could help teach you that…\"\n\nDancer listened through her heat, and pleasure addled senses, much of what the dryad said made sense… pleasure, and joy? And the Gnoll Matriarch? She wasn't sure, but she had reasons to visit the humans, the trolls, and the gnolls all, and nodded her head with a moan, \"I will try,\" she murmured.\n\nValor nodded, \"The best we can all do is just try… rest, this heat is going to ride you for several hours before the venom runs its course,\" she murmured, her fingers lightly dancing over the little filly's breasts, and down over her bloated stomach.\n\nDancer nodded again and closed her eyes, drifting in the pleasure of the near constant orgasms, the constant stream of crawling legs itching and dancing as they crawled in to drink from the pool of cum in her womb, and the golden song and sweetness in her belly, her mind drifting into addled fever dreams and seeming to swirl around that golden pearl.\n\nAs she dreamed, she saw the golden fuzzy buzzy, singing its sweet song, touching as they played, that golden pearl of light seeming to twist, and turn, and develop shapes and intricacies with every connection, growing, deepening, twining together and leaving its golden touch upon Dancer. Dancer's fingers were no longer tipped with nails, but with gold, as were her hooves, now cloven. \n\nOther pressenses tried to touch, and Dancer seemed to meet the others in those dreams, the filthy, the wicked, the fluttering breeze, the cruel, the cunning, the curious, but they could only touch her for a few moments, growing on their own but slower, threads of golden weaving through them.\n\nThe golden pearl grew and became so complex with threads of light Dancer could barely trace the lines, the song deepening and broadening and becoming ever more beautiful, until finally that pearl burst free within her belly, and she gasped, feeling the life wriggling, and squirming within her.\n\nHer eyes flickered open, as it wasn't just a dream, she felt the movement within her, \"W-whats happening?\" she asked with a panic, her body still trembling, though the flow of bees seemed to be done with her, having finally drank her womb dry.\n\nValor stroked her fingers down over the filly's still distended belly, \"The first one has hatched! They can only drink, not eat, so don't worry, they will grow and drink and follow the way down and out of you, it won't be comfortable, but it won't hurt you, just relax sweetling,\" she murmured, hand coming up to stroke Dancer's forehead.\n\nDancer nodded and groaned, feeling that first one starting to push down within her stomach, making a face of discomfort as it pushed down past her stomach, and felt it slowly worming and crawling its way through her. \n\nOne after the other the rest of the eggs started hatching, with little bursts within her belly, until she had a mass of larva squirming around in her belly, feeding, and struggling to follow the first one, making her stomach feel quite upset as she panted, tail flicking quickly.\n\nOne by one they drank from the cum in her belly, and pushed down, following the first one, and little by little she felt the volume in her stomach wane, growing slimmer again. But she felt the dozen of them crawling and feeding and growing as they wormed their way deeper, until they finally landed within her cum bloated lower stomach.\n\nDancer panted as the gurgling and churning eased, her upper stomach looking much slimmer, and Valor slid her hand down to run over it, \"Better, mmm? But don't get too comfortable, they still need to find their way out,\" she teased, with a giggle before sliding a hand over the filly's sore breasts, swollen and full, pressing on an engorged nipple, and making the filly moan and whimper.\n\nIt took another half hour, but she felt the weight in her stomach starting to shift and change, less just full, more full of a squirming mass, as the dozen larva within her grew and gorged until her womb was more larva than cum, making her groan in discomfort at the squirming, visible beneath the surface, before one tried to leave, pushing, and worming against her belly, drawing little whimpers from her until it found the passage down into her intestine, stretching and pushing its way down.\n\nThe filly groaned hard in pain and discomfort as the thick larva led the way out, body clenching and cramping as her own intestine worked and squeezed to try and help the large mass through, followed quickly by the eleven other smaller larva, squirming and fighting for position that left her insides feeling like a roiling, squirming mass as she was keenly aware of it moving further and deeper into her.\n\nThe little filled panted and groaned as she felt the several inch thing larva dragging and drinking its way through her bowels until it hit the rather solid plug left by the boar, filling up her entire colon. Unable to drink that, the larva started to work on burrowing through the gooey plug almost as much as it slurped up what it could, and she felt the other larva pushing forwards around it to help as they slowly burrowed their way through her, even as her lower belly continued to cramp.\n\nThe young filly felt like she really had to go, but even as she tried to bear down it still wasn't enough to dislodge the plug or move the larva out of her, and she just had to endure their squirming and wriggling against each other inside her, as inch by inch they crept closer to being free of her, even while she could still hear the golden song crawling and moving within.\n\nFinally she felt the plug starting to loosen, but rather than be pushed out, the clawing and digging made it slide the wrong way and slip into her, making her gasp as her pucker clenched closed, while the larva finished breaking it up and devouring it, before finally, the largest one started to push back against her pucker from the inside, and reflexively she clenched for a few moments, shuddering at the strange sensation before it pushed past her resistance and forced her to open, stretching a good four inches wide around its now foot and a half long body. Sliding free, it seemed to pause there, breathing the clean air, and investigating, even while the other smaller larva still struggled to push out of her, each only two inches thick and about six inches long on their own.\n\nNow that she was partly free, the golden singing one seemed in no hurry to be free, questing about, investigating. It slid a few inches further out, little feet questing, gripping, and she felt its thick head pushing against the lips of her vulva, and she gasped, shaking her head, \"No no, not there!\" though the larva didn't seem to wish to push deeper, sliding along her lips until it found the curious artifact of the piercing threaded through her clit.\n\nIt toyed with the piercing a few moments, making the little filly gasp and shiver, and let out a little whine at the sudden spikes of pain as the heavy bead was tugged at, before it was left alone, and she sagged in relief. Finally its questing found something else, and suddenly Dander felt a long, slick tonguelike thing sliding someplace it shouldn't go!\n\nThe larva's proboscis found her urethra, and the inch thick tongue, without much warning or preamble drove deep into it, making the little filly gasp and squirm at the sudden burning sensation, her tail lifting high and flicking as she shook her head as she felt the end of it pushing and prodding forcefully at her bladder. This was a lot more gentle than what the mage had done to her however, but still very insistent.\n\nUnable to resist the continual prodding there first a few drops of her urine escaped, and seemingly energized by that reward, the larva pushed in harder, drawing a little cry as her body clenched as her bladder was violated again, and the larva started to drink from her.\n\nThe other larva were not resting on their laurels, they still wanted out, and were crawling and pushing up alongside the larger larva's body, stretching her in odd and strange ways as she squirmed as the largest larva drank from her, pushing out of her pucker slowly and making her groan and whimper, clenching and bearing down in an effort to help expel them, and deal with the tongue lodged in her bladder now too, shuddering.\n\nOne by one the other larva pushed their way free, sliding slickly out of her stretched and abused pucker, and started crawling to the ground, crawling away for the trunk of the great black weir tree, and slowly the golden larva slid more free, intent on its current drink, until Dancer found her bladder totally emptied by the creature.\n\n Dancer panted and gasped at the larva trying to suckle her bladder out for a few moments more, her lower end twitching hard, before the proboscis finally withdrew from her, letting out a groan as it did. It wasn't as bad as what the mage had done to her, but it still felt weird.\n\nSatisfied with that, the larva squirmed and wriggled and finally pulled itself free, its body slick with cum drying on it, leaking from it as it breathed it out and breathed in clean air, and twisted around to climb up onto the filly's back. Crawling along her back it finally encountered Valor, and it stopped, investigating the dryad, before climbing over her leg until it reached the filly again. \n\nIts little feet gripped tightly as it moved along, climbing up around the filly's side as she looked down at it, grotesque looking thing in its current state, like an overlarge maggot, but she seemed to not see just that, seeing the beautiful song it sang to her, the warm golden light, feel its sweetness upon her skin.\n\nIt moved steadily, climbing up along the filly's belly as she shivered beneath it, the force of her heat finally dying down from where it had been amped up by the venom, \"h-Hello little one,\" she greeted it with a little trepidation. The larva paused, lifting its head and wiggling its front feet at her, a little trill shivering in its song, and the filly giggled softly.\n\nThe larva crawled up along over her ribs to her breasts, crawling up between them and curling around one of them, the one without the ring, its proboscis lowering over her nipple, and then attaching, drawing hard against her, which made the filly gasp and arch her back, her breasts still swollen and sore from being pumped so full of venom, and to her surprise, after a few moments, she felt a heavy gush of liquid flowing from her, the feeling of it making her moan in surprise as it started to feed from her.\n\n\"d-d-Damn! What the?\" she gasps as the larva continues to feed from her, its little feet curling around her swollen breast and kneading, the filly arching her back as she leans her head back against Valor as she bites her lower lip with how good it feels, the release of the pressure blissful, the ache of it so good.\n\n\"This is one of the ways these rituals change you, even young as you are, you'll now always produce milk, though not a normal kind, this will be golden and sweet like honey, and very beneficial for those that drink, of any age or species really,\" the dryad told Dancer, a hand slipping around to stroke along the larva's slick body, \"And I think you'll find your breasts growing a lot over the next few weeks and months, I suspect you will ache unless you can find one to feed from you again, mmm? And you might find yourself leaking sometimes, might attract bees.\"\n\nDancer shuddered, giving a little huff of frustration, not something she wanted to have to deal with continually! Especially not bees, she had enough bees to deal with for one life! But she was helpless to stop it, or the larva from feeding from her for several more minutes before its proboscis drew away from her nipple, leaving it sore but her breast drained, not quite so swollen anymore.\n\nThe larva uncurled from her breast and then curled around her other one, its proboscis lowering again, though it found a gold ring pierced through this nipple, and spent a moment investigating, before taking the ring, and nipple into its proboscis to start suckling again hard. Dancer gasped and let out a little cry as the ring was pulled on so roughly, clenching her teeth in pain for a moment before she felt the gush of warm liquid flowing from her again as the larva fed, shuddering and groaning as she panted.\n\nThe larva didn't let up on the pressure, nursing fiercely and stretching that new piercing out painfully as Dancer arched her back, gritting her teeth as she panted, letting out little whimpers of pain, helpless to stop it as it drained her breast dry while it fed from her for several minutes.\n\nFinally, mercifully it finished, and released its pressure, slurping off of the ring and her nipple, leaving both of the young filly's nipples engorged and painfully sensitive as the now nearly two foot long larva turned and slowly crawled down the filly's stomach, sated and lethargic as it reached the ground and crawled for the great shadow weir tree.\n\nFinally left alone for a moment, Dancer sagged and panted, shivering from the remnants of pain and pleasure both as her tail flicked, exhausted from her ordeal. Valor stroked gently down the filly's back, before she perked up, \"Oh, a few more stingers i forgot… these will hurt!\" she warned the abused preteen filly, before she slid off Dancer's back and moved to kneel behind her.\n\nDancer let out a little whine, twisting to look back as she felt gentle fingers sliding along her vulva and down to either side of her sore and over sensitive clit, before letting out a little cry of pain, her body clenching as a shock of pain rolled through her as the first of the stingers was plucked from her, her whole body tensing in pain and in anticipation of the next one.\n\nEach stinger made her cry out as the dryad plucked them from where they were imbedded in her engorged clit, hips bucking as she tried to squirm away from the torment, and her damned heat making it worse, feeling the growing heat of arousal as her vulva clenched and winked, the filly panting after each cry of pant, shuddering as she awaited the next one.\n\nFinally the last stinger was plucked free, and Valor with a wicked little grin slicked her fingers with the filly's arousal before sliding them along her clit, to either side of the piercing, \"That wasn't so bad now was it sweetheart?\" she teased.\n\nDancer couldn't help but moan at the stroking of her hypersensitive clit, her whole body shuddering, feeling so close again, but she nodded in response, \"Damnit it was!\" she groaned, tail flicking.\n\nValor laughed, but her fingers pressed at that spiked bead, and rolled it back and forth across the filly's clit, as Dancer cried out and arched her back, the spikes digging in hard against her engorged clit, \"As bad as this now sweetheart?\"\n\nDancer could hardly form coherent words as the dryad tormented her and pleasured her with that spiked piercing, the barbs twisting inside her clit and the spikes dancing along its surface from side to side, \"Yes! No! I don't know! Stoop! It hurts! I'm gonna..! I'm i'm..!\"\n\nValor grinned as she didn't stop, feeling the filly's body tensing up from the torment, \"Yes sweetheart? What are you going to do?\" rolling that ring and spiked piercing back and forth, before finally gripping it and giving it a rather brutal twist to force the filly over the edge when she felt she was just at the precipice.\n\nDancer screamed as the cruel dryad twisted her pierced clit, her whole body arching up against the restraints as she threw her head back, bucking and writhing to try and escape the pain even as she came almost explosively, splattering her arousal and pleasure across the dryad's breasts and neck, every muscle straining until finally Valor released the abused filly's clit, and her body sagged, panting and trembling.\n\n\"Oh, that, well why didn't you say so?\" Valor teased, rising with a playful smirk as she stepped around Dancer, \"My, you made quite a mess,\" dragging her fingers through the liquid splattered across her own breasts, gathering up and coating it with Dancer's arousal, \"Mmm, here, one last taste I think,\" she murmured, pressing her fingers into the filly's mouth as the girl panted, sliding back along her tongue.\n\nDancer shuddered as she tasted the now familiar tang of her own pleasure, though it was sweeter now than it had been before, as if kissed by honey, her lips closing around the dryad's fingers as a little breathless moan left her, suckling and licking her fingers clean. Valor nodded, \"Mmm, good girl, i'll let you rest and release you in the morning, and you can spend the next few days recovering here, figuring out if you are pregnant, or if you want to partake of the mage's offer of the stallion's seed now or not. You've done well, and you've been very strong, I am proud of you.\n\nValor drew her fingers back from the filly's mouth, and leaned down to kiss her softly on the lips, before moving again to sit on Dancer's equine back, and draw the filly's head back to rest against her breasts, where the exhausted preteen girl passed out again quickly.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Feeling like an absolute, destroyed mess, bloated on cum, her cunny gaping, and her ass literally plugged with cum, Dancer groaned as she leaned back against Valor's breasts, as the dryad gave her a little comfort, closing her eyes as her swollen stomach ached and gurgled.  Valor ran her hands through the filly's forehead, and down through her hair, "You are almost done little one, but the worst is still to come for you I'm afraid."

Opening her eyes a little, watching a bee buzzing around a flower way above her head in a moment of seeming peace, wilting a little herself at the dryad's comment, "You can't tell me what worse is, can you?" she lamented softly, her tail swishing a little, squirming and letting out a little groan as her body tried to work against the plug, cramping from needing to relieve herself, and she couldn't.

"Thats right sweetheart," Valor murmured softly, working her fingers through the filly's mane, though not touching the drying cum that covered the filly's front and breasts.  Dancer nodded, trying to take the few moments she could and relax, watching a pair of bees at the flowers above, buzzing away from one to the other.  It was hard to see them, they didn't glow like many of the other creatures of the glade, but she could tell from their black bodies against the soft, golden, glowing flowers.

She started to become more alarmed as seconds ticked by, and she saw another bee, and another, and heard a deep, thrumming of beez buzzing, seeing a dozen, two dozen emerging from the branches above.  Soon bees started floating down, investigating her, first in the ones and twos, then more as Valor gripped Dancer's mane tightly, "Hold still," reaching back as well to grab the preteen filly's tail.

Dancer gasped as her tail was grabbed and her hair held tightly, bending her head back a little as she saw the bees flitting down over her cum covered breasts, tacky and sticky as they started to dry, investigating, before they started to land on her stomach, feeling their little feet and their fat bodies and their tiny tongues as they started to lick at the sweet cum decorating her, "Oh goddess, no! What is this, bees are next?"

Valor didn't answer as more and more bees flitted down, drawn by the sweet nectar decorating the filly's body, several landing on her breasts, and licking at her nipples with their tiny proboscises, as she tried not to squirm beneath them.  Soon it was dozens upon dozens descending on her body, some taking off, and more landing, covering her breasts and stomach with a crawling mass of bee bodies, and more landing on her back where the boar had sprayed her with her cum.

Dancer trembled beneath the increasing weight of them, and then gasped as she felt several landing beneath her tail on the swollen lips of her cunny, which was still gaping open.  Drawn to this new source, soon hundreds were landing back there, weighing and tugging on that clit piercing, but more they were starting to crawl down inside her still gaping cunny, filling her with a thick, moving carpet as they sought the deep well of cum waiting in her womb, her body trembling as she gasped and whined at the feel of thousands of little bodies invading her, nibbling and licking all over inside her, especially with the stimulation of them within her making her become aroused as her heat betrayed her once again.

The little filly started panting, shivering at the constant, crawling stimulation as she felt them starting to move down all the way to her still stretched cervix, and right down into her womb to start drinking from the lake of cum within her, when she spotted a half dozen giant bees, at least the size of her fists buzzing with heavy wings, hovering before her, two inch long stingers hovering menacingly.

"What… What…?" Dancer tried to ask breathlessly, shuddering with the mass of bees sliding into her, and some sliding out to fly away once they had their fill, the thousands of little bodies sliding into her, over her gspot, and dangling from her clit, licking it with hundreds of little tongues, even as they jostled the piercing, and the dozens licking at her pert, puffy little nipples not helping, pushing her closer and closer.

"The Queen's elite guard, look up," Valor told Dancer, and the filly did, her eyes widening as a huge fuzzy looking bee, nearly the size of her head hovered above, a fuzzy buzzy she realized from the feline features, but larger and older than she had ever seen before, its fur gray in many places.

Dancer could only stare for a minute at the great queen's body as she hovered there, trembling, her body clenching as she let out a little cry of pleasure, only for that cry to turn into a scream as suddenly eight bees around each nipple turned around and sank their stingers in right at the base of her nipples in a ring around each, and another eight sank their stingers in at the base of her clit all at the same time.

Her body lurched in pain as she came and cried out in agony, Valor holding the filly's head and tail still, while the painful venom was injected, the stingers remaining, the bees still alive as they squirmed and pulled, but in the midst of that, a pair of the huge, elite guard bees descended on her little breasts, arranging themselves, and the preteen filly felt another similar weight settling on the lips of her vulva above her clit.

The shock of the pain wore off quickly, her eyes wide and ragged as she saw the huge bees landing on her breasts and positioning themselves, "Oh gods no they aren't please don't let them ah!" gasping out as the queen herself landed on her head, almost covering her face with her abdomen as the filly gasped and panted.

Already, despite, or maybe because of the venom the bees as pumped into her, her clit engorging, growing hypersensitive and pressing against the spikes of the piercing, she felt another orgasm rushing up on her.as she panted from the pain, and from fear of what was coming.

Just as the next orgasm crashed over her and she arched her back the elite guards struck, sinking thick stingers two inches down into the middle of her nipples, and one up the center of her clit, and started to pump their venom into her.  Even as she rolled her head back in Valor's grasp to take a breath to scream the queen brought the tip of her abdomen up to shove into the filly's mouth, and pushed a three inch thick ovipositor down the filly's throat, not even giving her a chance to gag around it as she was quick and brutal with it.

Gagging around the thick ovipositor as it rolled deep down her throat, her body clenched and trembled in pain, and pleasure too, the venom starting to kick her heat into overdrive, feeling her whole body flushing and warming up as little orgasms, first weak but growing stronger rippled up from within her, and she could feel her breasts swelling in reaction to the venom being pumped into her.

The queen wasn't idle, its abdomen rippling and flexing, and Dancer became keenly aware of large, soft, round objects feeding down that ovipositor and down her throat, making her throat stretch around them, as one after another the queen laid these eggs into her stomach.

As pain started to overwhelm the little filly, and as lack of oxygen started to get to her, Dancer would swear she started to hear music, a tune, faint at first, a foul taste and crude music from the first egg as it slid down her throat, a light, airy aria and ephemeral sweetness with the next one, something growly and deep with a spiced tasted with the third one, each one seeming different, joining into a cacophony within her swollen stomach.

Dancer tried shaking her head, tried getting a breath, thinking she must be going crazy as her vision swam and her breasts and clit screamed in agony, and the pulses of orgasms rippled through her even as she felt the swarm of bees crawling in and out of her womb and over her body, as the songs and tastes and feelings tumbled into her mouth, and down her throat.

One felt like an angry buzzing of bees, looking to fight.  One felt like it was trying to draw her in with honeyed notes, but she felt a cruelty beneath it that made her recoil.  One seemed so detached and aloof she barely heard its notes, drifting on a breeze.  One seemed so curious the notes seemed to try and pry into her mind's corners for answers before she pushed it away.  One felt foul and wormy, squirming through her thoughts and down her throat.

One felt like a warm, glowing pearl, friendly and affectionate, honeyed sweet and strong as it tumbled onto her tongue and down her throat, and her thoughts latched onto that among the cacophony that swelled inside her stomach, and she let out a low, shuddering moan against the ovipositor in her throat as the pain seemed to ease some.

As darkness ate at the edges of her eyes, and that golden glow swelled in her belly, and as the queen let the last of a dozen eggs slide down into her stomach, finally the aged queen withdrew from her throat, and after a few moments, buzzed away to land among the branches ass the young filly gasped hoarsely for breath.

Valor relaxed her grip on her hair, stroking down her back, "Good girl, thats the worst I think," she murmured, a hand slipping down to the filly's human belly, which had been licked clean by thousands of bees, rubbing her fingers over the protruding swell.  Dancer panted, her head hanging forwards finally, her eyes flickering as she whimpered and moaned, the pains of her flesh coming back into clarity.

And still latched to her breasts were the two enormous elite guardians with their two inch stingers buried in her breasts, which had swollen to twice their previous size.  The smaller bees that had stung around her nipples had pulled away, leaving their stingers imbedded, and she couldn't tell if the same was true for her clit, though she could still feel the heavy weight and the sharp biting pain of the elite guardian and its stinger lodged deep within her swollen clit.

She felt like she was too hot, her clit too engorged, too sensitive, every tiny movement of her breath, of the bees climbing over it and within her seemed to set her off into quakes of mini orgasms, but the tide into her cunny of the bees crawling in and out seemed endless, bees flying away into the tree then returning, again and again as she felt them wriggling and crawling over eachother down right into her womb, even as her cunny twitched and trembled with ongoing orgasms, dripping her pleasure that the bees crawled through unendingly.

Dancer felt the stinger in her clit shift, pulling out just a little and she threw her head back to scream at the shock of pain as she came hard right then, her whole body bucking beneath the continual onslaught, and during this the elite guardian finally slipped its long stinger free, buzzing away to leave the trembling pony in its wake.

Only a few drops of blood fell, before the swelling of her clit closed it off, and a few moments later she let out another scream as she felt the two pierced deep in her nipples move as well at the same time, slowly drawing out their stingers, before they too flitted away.  Again there was only a few drops of blood, and the venom burning away deep within her swollen little breasts.

Freed of the stingers, Dancer had hoped the pain would ease, but the venom continued to work on her, cranking the force of her heat up and causing her breasts to continue to swell, while she still felt the thousands of legs of bees crawling in and out of her stretched cunny like a solid mass continually crawling into her, and the only solace the golden glow within her stomach.

Valor moved to settle on the filly's back again, drawing the girl's head back against her breasts, while her hands slid up and down for a moment over that swollen stomach, "You feel them in there, don't you?" she asked, before her hands slid up to Dancer's breasts, carefully working to pluck out the smaller stingers.

Dancer let out a little cry as her overly sensitive nipples were even brushed, the first stinger coming out making her whimper and tremble, but she nodded to the question, breathless from the near constant state of orgasm, "Yes, yes I feel one, one more than the others, singing to me, she is so sweet," she moans.

Valor nods with a smile as she carefully worked at the stingers, "Good, I'm glad.  Between the boar and the bees they turned your body into a wonderful little incubator for the next queens, and the one you hear will be their queen, a companion sometimes to you if you wish, but always a friend. The bees of the forest and the land will always remember you, and will come to your aid if you are endangered anywhere.  From attack at least, you will likely be left prey to any who which to just rape you, mmm?"

Dancer let out a low groan as she shuddered, nipples hard and throbbing, needful of touch beneath the dryad's fingers as she arched and squirmed, "t-Thats the way its always going to be, isn't it? Victim and prey for the creatures and people of the land?"

Valor let out a soft laugh, plucking the land stinger away before pressing her palms over the little filly's swollen nipples, rubbing in slow circles, "Yes, though not all will take such advantage of you, but it will also give you the ability to move freely between all the lands, none will hold you captive, at least not for long, you may come and go as you choose. Or come, and come, and come," she teased the filly who moaned and squirmed beneath her.

Dancer whined as she shivered beneath Dancer, beneath her touch, panting and sweating, a cool sheen of moisture slicking her human skin, "Thats not fair! I didn't ask for any of this!" a child's cry against the injustices of the world that so brutally used and violated her.

Valor nodded, continuing to fondle and stroke the girl, "Its not, but this is the ancient pact that binds the tribes to this semblance of peace, and you are the price of it, all that you might have been, to be what you will become.  Your home herd will not accept you back the same, you'll try, but you'll see the difference in how they treat you, your best bet is to find a place among the other tribes or kingdoms.  

"The humans will treat you fairly, though even there you will be something of an outcast, though their money will buy you many pleasures if you submit your body to bear their stallion's foals.  I wouldn't recommend staying overlong with the trolls, they are foul and disgusting as you know, you'll endure the worst humiliations under them.  The goblins are inquisitive, but cunning and cruel, they'll find inventive ways to entertain you, always for their pleasures, though their Queen may be a little gentler with you. The gnolls you'll find are outright but cruel, but there can be a softer side to them, especially that matriarch I think would take you in, hurt you in unspeakable ways, but give you love too.

"The beasts of the forest won't trouble you much, though if caught alone there will be those young males who seek you out for release of their hormones, the bucks are specially bad in the fall, especially the great elks you may find four or five lined up behind you to take turns if you can't get away," this description made Dancer shiver, finding the image in her heat addled state evocative and arousing as the dryad continued.

"The elves don't participate in these rituals, except for their own forest maiden given to become one with the people and the land, but they abide by the same courtesies to the chosen one, and may visit, but aside from granting the occasional boon, they are unlikely to welcome a long stay. You can of course stay here, though many beasts wander through this glade, and a good many will take a fancy to pleasing themselves with you.

"My suggestion would be to seek a fortune in the human kingdom, bear their foals and collect their bounty, and set yourself up a small estate, something that can be self sufficient with a few hired hands, and live off the coin when you need to be alone, and find out which of the other tribes you can enjoy yourself with most… there is a lot of pleasure and joy to be found in learning to submit, I think the Gnoll Matriarch could help teach you that…"

Dancer listened through her heat, and pleasure addled senses, much of what the dryad said made sense… pleasure, and joy? And the Gnoll Matriarch? She wasn't sure, but she had reasons to visit the humans, the trolls, and the gnolls all, and nodded her head with a moan, "I will try," she murmured.

Valor nodded, "The best we can all do is just try… rest, this heat is going to ride you for several hours before the venom runs its course," she murmured, her fingers lightly dancing over the little filly's breasts, and down over her bloated stomach.

Dancer nodded again and closed her eyes, drifting in the pleasure of the near constant orgasms, the constant stream of crawling legs itching and dancing as they crawled in to drink from the pool of cum in her womb, and the golden song and sweetness in her belly, her mind drifting into addled fever dreams and seeming to swirl around that golden pearl.

As she dreamed, she saw the golden fuzzy buzzy, singing its sweet song, touching as they played, that golden pearl of light seeming to twist, and turn, and develop shapes and intricacies with every connection, growing, deepening, twining together and leaving its golden touch upon Dancer.  Dancer's fingers were no longer tipped with nails, but with gold, as were her hooves, now cloven.

Other pressenses tried to touch, and Dancer seemed to meet the others in those dreams, the filthy, the wicked, the fluttering breeze, the cruel, the cunning, the curious, but they could only touch her for a few moments, growing on their own but slower, threads of golden weaving through them.

The golden pearl grew and became so complex with threads of light Dancer could barely trace the lines, the song deepening and broadening and becoming ever more beautiful, until finally that pearl burst free within her belly, and she gasped, feeling the life wriggling, and squirming within her.

Her eyes flickered open, as it wasn't just a dream, she felt the movement within her, "W-whats happening?" she asked with a panic, her body still trembling, though the flow of bees seemed to be done with her, having finally drank her womb dry.

Valor stroked her fingers down over the filly's still distended belly, "The first one has hatched! They can only drink, not eat, so don't worry, they will grow and drink and follow the way down and out of you, it won't be comfortable, but it won't hurt you, just relax sweetling," she murmured, hand coming up to stroke Dancer's forehead.

Dancer nodded and groaned, feeling that first one starting to push down within her stomach, making a face of discomfort as it pushed down past her stomach, and felt it slowly worming and crawling its way through her.  

One after the other the rest of the eggs started hatching, with little bursts within her belly, until she had a mass of larva squirming around in her belly, feeding, and struggling to follow the first one, making her stomach feel quite upset as she panted, tail flicking quickly.

One by one they drank from the cum in her belly, and pushed down, following the first one, and little by little she felt the volume in her stomach wane, growing slimmer again.  But she felt the dozen of them crawling and feeding and growing as they wormed their way deeper, until they finally landed within her cum bloated lower stomach.

Dancer panted as the gurgling and churning eased, her upper stomach looking much slimmer, and Valor slid her hand down to run over it, "Better, mmm? But don't get too comfortable, they still need to find their way out," she teased, with a giggle before sliding a hand over the filly's sore breasts, swollen and full, pressing on an engorged nipple, and making the filly moan and whimper.

It took another half hour, but she felt the weight in her stomach starting to shift and change, less just full, more full of a squirming mass, as the dozen larva within her grew and gorged until her womb was more larva than cum, making her groan in discomfort at the squirming, visible beneath the surface, before one tried to leave, pushing, and worming against her belly, drawing little whimpers from her until it found the passage down into her intestine, stretching and pushing its way down.

The filly groaned hard in pain and discomfort as the thick larva led the way out, body clenching and cramping as her own intestine worked and squeezed to try and help the large mass through, followed quickly by the eleven other smaller larva, squirming and fighting for position that left her insides feeling like a roiling, squirming mass as she was keenly aware of it moving further and deeper into her.

The little filled panted and groaned as she felt the several inch thing larva dragging and drinking its way through her bowels until it hit the rather solid plug left by the boar, filling up her entire colon.  Unable to drink that, the larva started to work on burrowing through the gooey plug almost as much as it slurped up what it could, and she felt the other larva pushing forwards around it to help as they slowly burrowed their way through her, even as her lower belly continued to cramp.

The young filly felt like she really had to go, but even as she tried to bear down it still wasn't enough to dislodge the plug or move the larva out of her, and she just had to endure their squirming and wriggling against each other inside her, as inch by inch they crept closer to being free of her, even while she could still hear the golden song crawling and moving within.

Finally she felt the plug starting to loosen, but rather than be pushed out, the clawing and digging made it slide the wrong way and slip into her, making her gasp as her pucker clenched closed, while the larva finished breaking it up and devouring it, before finally, the largest one started to push back against her pucker from the inside, and reflexively she clenched for a few moments, shuddering at the strange sensation before it pushed past her resistance and forced her to open, stretching a good four inches wide around its now foot and a half long body.  Sliding free, it seemed to pause there, breathing the clean air, and investigating, even while the other smaller larva still struggled to push out of her, each only two inches thick and about six inches long on their own.

Now that she was partly free, the golden singing one seemed in no hurry to be free, questing about, investigating.  It slid a few inches further out, little feet questing, gripping, and she felt its thick head pushing against the lips of her vulva, and she gasped, shaking her head, "No no, not there!" though the larva didn't seem to wish to push deeper, sliding along her lips until it found the curious artifact of the piercing threaded through her clit.

It toyed with the piercing a few moments, making the little filly gasp and shiver, and let out a little whine at the sudden spikes of pain as the heavy bead was tugged at, before it was left alone, and she sagged in relief.  Finally its questing found something else, and suddenly Dander felt a long, slick tonguelike thing sliding someplace it shouldn't go!

The larva's proboscis found her urethra, and the inch thick tongue, without much warning or preamble drove deep into it, making the little filly gasp and squirm at the sudden burning sensation, her tail lifting high and flicking as she shook her head as she felt the end of it pushing and prodding forcefully at her bladder.  This was a lot more gentle than what the mage had done to her however, but still very insistent.

Unable to resist the continual prodding there first a few drops of her urine escaped, and seemingly energized by that reward, the larva pushed in harder, drawing a little cry as her body clenched as her bladder was violated again, and the larva started to drink from her.

The other larva were not resting on their laurels, they still wanted out, and were crawling and pushing up alongside the larger larva's body, stretching her in odd and strange ways as she squirmed as the largest larva drank from her, pushing out of her pucker slowly and making her groan and whimper, clenching and bearing down in an effort to help expel them, and deal with the tongue lodged in her bladder now too, shuddering.

One by one the other larva pushed their way free, sliding slickly out of her stretched and abused pucker, and started crawling to the ground, crawling away for the trunk of the great black weir tree, and slowly the golden larva slid more free, intent on its current drink, until Dancer found her bladder totally emptied by the creature.

 Dancer panted and gasped at the larva trying to suckle her bladder out for a few moments more, her lower end twitching hard, before the proboscis finally withdrew from her, letting out a groan as it did.  It wasn't as bad as what the mage had done to her, but it still felt weird.

Satisfied with that, the larva squirmed and wriggled and finally pulled itself free, its body slick with cum drying on it, leaking from it as it breathed it out and breathed in clean air, and twisted around to climb up onto the filly's back.  Crawling along her back it finally encountered Valor, and it stopped, investigating the dryad, before climbing over her leg until it reached the filly again.  

Its little feet gripped tightly as it moved along, climbing up around the filly's side as she looked down at it, grotesque looking thing in its current state, like an overlarge maggot, but she seemed to not see just that, seeing the beautiful song it sang to her, the warm golden light, feel its sweetness upon her skin.

It moved steadily, climbing up along the filly's belly as she shivered beneath it, the force of her heat finally dying down from where it had been amped up by the venom, "h-Hello little one," she greeted it with a little trepidation.  The larva paused, lifting its head and wiggling its front feet at her, a little trill shivering in its song, and the filly giggled softly.

The larva crawled up along over her ribs to her breasts, crawling up between them and curling around one of them, the one without the ring, its proboscis lowering over her nipple, and then attaching, drawing hard against her, which made the filly gasp and arch her back, her breasts still swollen and sore from being pumped so full of venom, and to her surprise, after a few moments, she felt a heavy gush of liquid flowing from her, the feeling of it making her moan in surprise as it started to feed from her.

"d-d-Damn! What the?" she gasps as the larva continues to feed from her, its little feet curling around her swollen breast and kneading, the filly arching her back as she leans her head back against Valor as she bites her lower lip with how good it feels, the release of the pressure blissful, the ache of it so good.

"This is one of the ways these rituals change you, even young as you are, you'll now always produce milk, though not a normal kind, this will be golden and sweet like honey, and very beneficial for those that drink, of any age or species really," the dryad told Dancer, a hand slipping around to stroke along the larva's slick body, "And I think you'll find your breasts growing a lot over the next few weeks and months, I suspect you will ache unless you can find one to feed from you again, mmm? And you might find yourself leaking sometimes, might attract bees."

Dancer shuddered, giving a little huff of frustration, not something she wanted to have to deal with continually! Especially not bees, she had enough bees to deal with for one life! But she was helpless to stop it, or the larva from feeding from her for several more minutes before its proboscis drew away from her nipple, leaving it sore but her breast drained, not quite so swollen anymore.

The larva uncurled from her breast and then curled around her other one, its proboscis lowering again, though it found a gold ring pierced through this nipple, and spent a moment investigating, before taking the ring, and nipple into its proboscis to start suckling again hard.  Dancer gasped and let out a little cry as the ring was pulled on so roughly, clenching her teeth in pain for a moment before she felt the gush of warm liquid flowing from her again as the larva fed, shuddering and groaning as she panted.

The larva didn't let up on the pressure, nursing fiercely and stretching that new piercing out painfully as Dancer arched her back, gritting her teeth as she panted, letting out little whimpers of pain, helpless to stop it as it drained her breast dry while it fed from her for several minutes.

Finally, mercifully it finished, and released its pressure, slurping off of the ring and her nipple, leaving both of the young filly's nipples engorged and painfully sensitive as the now nearly two foot long larva turned and slowly crawled down the filly's stomach, sated and lethargic as it reached the ground and crawled for the great shadow weir tree.

Finally left alone for a moment, Dancer sagged and panted, shivering from the remnants of pain and pleasure both as her tail flicked, exhausted from her ordeal.  Valor stroked gently down the filly's back, before she perked up, "Oh, a few more stingers i forgot… these will hurt!" she warned the abused preteen filly, before she slid off Dancer's back and moved to kneel behind her.

Dancer let out a little whine, twisting to look back as she felt gentle fingers sliding along her vulva and down to either side of her sore and over sensitive clit, before letting out a little cry of pain, her body clenching as a shock of pain rolled through her as the first of the stingers was plucked from her, her whole body tensing in pain and in anticipation of the next one.

Each stinger made her cry out as the dryad plucked them from where they were imbedded in her engorged clit, hips bucking as she tried to squirm away from the torment, and her damned heat making it worse, feeling the growing heat of arousal as her vulva clenched and winked, the filly panting after each cry of pant, shuddering as she awaited the next one.

Finally the last stinger was plucked free, and Valor with a wicked little grin slicked her fingers with the filly's arousal before sliding them along her clit, to either side of the piercing, "That wasn't so bad now was it sweetheart?" she teased.

Dancer couldn't help but moan at the stroking of her hypersensitive clit, her whole body shuddering, feeling so close again, but she nodded in response, "Damnit it was!" she groaned, tail flicking.

Valor laughed, but her fingers pressed at that spiked bead, and rolled it back and forth across the filly's clit, as Dancer cried out and arched her back, the spikes digging in hard against her engorged clit, "As bad as this now sweetheart?"

Dancer could hardly form coherent words as the dryad tormented her and pleasured her with that spiked piercing, the barbs twisting inside her clit and the spikes dancing along its surface from side to side, "Yes! No! I don't know! Stoop! It hurts! I'm gonna..! I'm i'm..!"

Valor grinned as she didn't stop, feeling the filly's body tensing up from the torment, "Yes sweetheart? What are you going to do?" rolling that ring and spiked piercing back and forth, before finally gripping it and giving it a rather brutal twist to force the filly over the edge when she felt she was just at the precipice.

Dancer screamed as the cruel dryad twisted her pierced clit, her whole body arching up against the restraints as she threw her head back, bucking and writhing to try and escape the pain even as she came almost explosively, splattering her arousal and pleasure across the dryad's breasts and neck, every muscle straining until finally Valor released the abused filly's clit, and her body sagged, panting and trembling.

"Oh, that, well why didn't you say so?" Valor teased, rising with a playful smirk as she stepped around Dancer, "My, you made quite a mess," dragging her fingers through the liquid splattered across her own breasts, gathering up and coating it with Dancer's arousal, "Mmm, here, one last taste I think," she murmured, pressing her fingers into the filly's mouth as the girl panted, sliding back along her tongue.

Dancer shuddered as she tasted the now familiar tang of her own pleasure, though it was sweeter now than it had been before, as if kissed by honey, her lips closing around the dryad's fingers as a little breathless moan left her, suckling and licking her fingers clean.  Valor nodded, "Mmm, good girl, i'll let you rest and release you in the morning, and you can spend the next few days recovering here, figuring out if you are pregnant, or if you want to partake of the mage's offer of the stallion's seed now or not.  You've done well, and you've been very strong, I am proud of you.

Valor drew her fingers back from the filly's mouth, and leaned down to kiss her softly on the lips, before moving again to sit on Dancer's equine back, and draw the filly's head back to rest against her breasts, where the exhausted preteen girl passed out again quickly.
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