1 comments/ 20029 views/ 19 favorites Natalie Jenner vs. The Elves By: markydaysaid The footage was grainy and pixilated at times, evidence that there had been a high amount of electromagnetic interference in the air, and the segments being shown had been edited together for relevance. Most of it came from the security cameras posted around the building, especially in the hallways and cafeteria, but some came from cell-phones and the storefront windows of local businesses. One hidden camera had been found during the investigation, set up in the girl's locker-room, probably by some pervert, and although the footage was technically inadmissible in court it gave plenty of important evidence for what happened that day at Happy Valley High School. The footage showed a typical America high school going about a typical day. Finals were just around the corner so many of the students were studying in the library and in some in open classrooms, but a pack of perky cheerleaders practicing drills in the flirty little skirts seemed to pop up more than once. The hidden camera in the locker room had caught the girls' varsity track and field team showering after an intense practice, their young naked bodies on perfect display. One security camera placed in the theatre's backstage happened to record an attractive older woman who could have been the school's drama teacher being thoroughly fucked up the ass by a muscular young football player, her large milky breasts slapping back and forth with every powerful thrust. Although the footage was grainy her wedding ring was visible on her hand as she finished the stud off with a handjob, jacking his load all over her heaving chest. Footage recovered from a student's cell-phone recorded a few seconds of a blowjob taking place in a dirty bathroom stall. The footage was from the lucky young man's phone, who was sitting on the toilet as a cute little 18 year old girl with short brown hair eagerly but clumsily choked on his impressive rod, her big green eyes looking up with a desperate need for approval. There was also footage of a nerdy boy being beaten up in the alleyway behind the school's main building, by a trio of girls no less, all of them with non-regulation hairstyles and modified uniforms to show off their tattoos and piercings. All in all, a typical day at Happy Valley High. But then the footage took a dark, horrific, but not entirely unexpected turn. Unnatural, fantastic shapes began to wonder in the hallways, and started to accumulate into he crowded library and cafeteria. Some of them were erotic and beautiful, but in an almost disturbingly exaggerated way. Their bodies were like human bodies but impossible balanced between slender and busty, like a Barbie doll, and they were clothed in usually revealing attire evocative of medieval armor and lingerie, their hairstyles wild but structural. Most prominent of all was their ears, which were long, pointed, and elfish. The other shapes were the exact opposite of the disgustingly lovely elves. There were bulky and discolored, mountains of malformed muscled strapped down with rotten leather and animal hides. They were like ogres, the kind found in fantasy books. It only took a few moments for the students to begin noticing what was going on. The library and cafeteria were filled with awkward laughter and some visible sneers at first. Maybe the Live Action Role Playing Club was performing some kind of nerdy stunt, but those dorks didn't have access to such realistic costumes, and where would they got so many gorgeous models to pose as elves in those embarrassing costumes. A teacher is wagging her finger at one of the nearly naked elves. A group of cheerleaders are laughing at one of the ogres, prodding him with their little fingers, even dancing in front of him teasingly, shaking their tight little asses like they did for their boyfriends. Something happens off-screen that begins the chaos, and the students begin to run in all directions, madly tripping over one another in their rush to escape. They are picked off one by one. The provocative bodies of the elves snap out with long kicks and grappling holds. The colossal fists of the ogres clutch and pry, tearing clothing from the bodies of the soon to graduate seniors. There is no blood or carnage, that's not what the monsters came for. There is nudity though, and mounting, and rape. The cheerleaders are being massacred by implacable beasts with large, strong hands and even larger, thicker cocks. There little skirts and tight, revealing tops offer them no protection, and soon the shrieking sluts are left in tatters as they are bent into humiliating and painful positions, their inexperienced bodies pushed to their physical limits by foot-long phallus that plunge deep, hard, and mercilessly into the soft, pliable, pink flesh. One of the ogres is holding a cheerleader by her hair, bouncing her up and down the full length of his meat-pole like a sex-toy he is trying to break. The showering young ladies of the track and field team are not doing any better. Through the steamy fog of the locker room, the pervert's hidden camera shows a tall, slender blonde athlete being bent over a bench as a monstrous brute takes her from behind. She is crying and screaming, but the tinge of lust on her face and in her voice in undeniable. Against the tiled wall a flat-chested tomboy his being fucked for the first time, and the ogre fucking her is thrusting so hard that the wall behind her is cracking. The drama teacher and her young stud have new partners now. Both of them have been pinned to the floor by buxom, curvaceous elves, who are slapping their pussies against the athlete's hard prick, and the teacher's pretty face. The elves are already cumming and they are cumming explosively, but this won't be the end for their victims. A line of these strange elves goes out the door, all of them eagerly fidgeting and shamelessly stroking their dripping pussies, impatiently waiting their turn. More footage from the cell-phone in the bathroom stall. The lucky stud who had been getting the blowjob is now filming in horror as his petite girlfriend is plucked off the ground by a mountainous ogre, and she is promptly impaled on his impossible thick shaft. Even though she is wearing a baggy sweater there is a visible bulge in her stomach as the ogre's cockhead punches her bellybutton from the inside. She screams and cries and the ogre begins to move her body up and down, but with several gut-busting strokes her large green eyes are wide-open with a look of intense sexual arousal, and she his gasping for more like a horny, suicidal nymphomaniac. The camera flickers down to show that one of the elves has happily attached her puckered mouth to the boy's cum-covered cock, and is sucking it dry. The footage goes on for a while longer, but it only shows the same thing. Rape, fucking, and lots and lots of cum. ##### "All is all, some thirty-nine students and eighteen faculty members were raped in the Prin attack," a woman with a pretty Irish accent explained. "Although there were no fatalities, twenty students remain hospitalized from extreme exhaustion and A-4-D-C-AK saturation. You'll recognize that substance; it is the artificial aphrodisiac and steroid used in Prin construction that simulates sexual fluids. In some varieties A-4-D-C-AK can be lethal in high quantities, but luckily these Prins seemed to have been manufactured from an older Bio-printer, so although the substance may not be deadly it is still an extremely potent stimulant. This little girl had over a gallon of it in her body when she was rescued by UNABU response units. She'll live, but it'll be weeks before she's able to move without triggering a series of violent orgasms." A live-feed came on screen of the little cutie from the bathroom footage, the one who had been performing her very first blow job on the lucky boy in the stall. She was lying naked in her hospital bed, her small nipples totally erect, and her firm little breasts quivering with labored breathes. She was sweating profusely and sobbing pathetically, writhing against the damp mattress she had been restrained to. A nurse tried to console the girl with a gentle touch, but even that small physical sensation was enough make the spunky teen suddenly and dramatically climax. She began to wail and hump the air, and her hairless little peach erupted with a gushing spray of sweet cum all over the nurse's face. "Poor little slut," the Irish woman said, stepping in front of the holographic screen, briefly illuminating her buxom body in blue electric light. She wore a tight, formfitting skirt-suit that melted around her jutting, full breasts and hour-glass figure, and the open lapels of her jacket revealed a gigantic valley of milky white cleavage, perfectly smooth and so perky that her tits giggled slightly when she walked. She had a pretty freckled face with bright green eyes and a head of curly read hair, but she had a constant bitchy expression that twisted her plump lips in an angry frown. This woman was Caitlin Callahan, the Executive Officer for one of the United Nations Anti Biological Unit's most premiere squads, whom she was debriefing at this moment. The squad was made up of four women. Penny Andrews, 20 year old American. Intelligent and tech-savvy, she was a cute as a button and as secretly perverted as a 14 year old boy. She had spent the entirety of the video trying her hardest not to masturbate, but one of her hands had found its way into her crotch, and she was anxiously pressing against it like she was trying to drown a kitten. There was Natasha Tsarina, a beautiful and mysterious Russian sniper whose long blonde hair hid a cybernetic eye and a terrible scar on one side of her face, but her skintight cat-suit could not even hid how erect her nipples and clit were. There was Fatima Oshondo, an African woman of Amazonian beauty and build, whose powerfully built body was like a tigress mixed with a bull, capable of blindingly graceful agility and bone-crushing force. The bullet-proof vest she wore had to be custom made to accommodate her epic bosom that could easily smother most men. In front was the squad's leader, Natalie Jenner, sitting in little more than a tight black tank-top and a tight pair of elastic thong panties. She had been summoned from the gym for this debriefing and hadn't had time to change, so her body still glistening with a sparkling layer of perspiration, and her tank top melted around her firm breasts like a layer of melted chocolate. Her naturally brunette hair was streaked with red and blue, and her severe, solemn expression could not hide her natural loveliness. In another life Nat could have been a star cheerleader, or a supermodel, or even an actress, but life had not been so kind to her, and now she was a soldier. Normally a cool, reserved girl, Nat wasn't shy about being half-naked in front of these women. She trusted her squad-mates with her life, Natasha was her on-again-off-again lesbian lover, and she despised Caitlin Callahan enough that she didn't care what she wore in front of the Irish bitch. Callahan was the office whore, the company cum-dumpster, and Nat had lost count of the number of times she had walked into her XO's office to find the Irish cock-cushion getting her freckled brains fucked out by whatever hot stud caught her eye that morning. Nat was not a prude by any extant, she loved finding a hot guy to play with as any warm-blooded woman did, but Nat had standards, and she didn't fuck on the first date. Caitlin got a load of hot cum dropped on her face more times in a week than Nat would have dates in a year. Worse than her sluttiness however, was the nepotism. Nat didn't respect anyone who hired their relatives, and Caitlin Callahan had just gotten her 18 year old daughter Siobhan a position at UNABU right out of high school. Nat had to admit that the petite redhead had some talents though. Siobhan was a star acrobat and a black-belt in several martial art forms, but she was an even bigger slut than her mother was. The ninety pound Irish jailbait teeny-weeny-teen hadn't been at UNABU for more than two weeks and already Nat had overheard twenty different men gossiping about fucking her. The wee little cock-sucker had fucked so many guys so quickly that no one was even sure who she had fucked first. There was a rumor going around that the reason Siobhan was smiling so brightly in the photo for her security pass is because she had the sexy Asian secretary eating her pussy out while the picture was being taken. Siobhan decided what skirts to buy based on how quickly she could peel them off, and what bras to purchase based on how quickly she could unclasp them. Siobhan had created a small spectacle in the office when she loaded her locker with her personal affects, because whereas most people put up pictures of their families and stocked a bagged lunch, Siobhan put up a nude picture of herself she took during Spring Break, and loaded her locker up with condoms and several changes of thong underwear. Nat hated her. "I don't recognize these Prin models," Nat said, trying to keep her mind on the mission and not on how much she loathed the Callahan clan of cock-sucking, cum-licking cunts. "Normally whoever illegally uses a Bio-printer to create Prins models them after something popular, like a girl-band, or a famous pornstar, or some stupid character from an Anime, but I've never seen these characters before." Callahan nodded and leaned into the screen a little, analyzing the image. The short hem of her miniskirt rode up the juicy mound of her bubble buttocks enough to flash Nat the briefest glimpse of her thong-clad vagina. "Me neither. They're definitely supposed to be elves and monsters of some sort, but they're not the ones from those Lord of The Rings movies, or Magic the Gathering, or Warcraft." "I . . . I recognize them," Penny said, shyly brushing some brunette bangs out of her eyes. "They're from . . . they're from a . . . (mumble muble)." "A what?" Callhan asked, completely indifferent to the fact that Penny was embarrassed. "They're from a hentai," Penny squeaked. "A what?" Fatima asked. "A vut?" Natasha asked. "What the fuck is a 'hentai?'" Callahan asked. "Oh God," Nat groaned slapping her face into the palm of her hands. She knew what hentai was. She had watched hentai. She had even watched a hentai once with Penny, and the two of them had awkwardly masturbated together, but she was too embarrassed to admit it. Poor Penny was going to have to do it. "Hentai is like . . . a porno . . . but a cartoon. Usually from Japan." Penny was blushing so much her cute face was pink and her eyes were hidden behind a veil of bangs. Fatima and Natasha looked a little embarrassed for Penny, but Callahan just snorted and sneered. "What a stupid fucking thing is that? Cartoon porn? Like, what? Micky Mouse and Betty Boop fucking? It's not even real porn? Jesus Christ, that's pathetic." "Says the whore," Nat whispered. "What was that, Master Sergeant Jenner?" Callahan asked, hands on her hips and standing wide, thrusting out her massive tits in an instinctual posture of feminine dominance. For a moment Nat considered telling the freckled STD-bank what she really thought of her, but she held herself back. As decorated and respected as Nat was, Callahan was still her XO, and she was sucking the right cocks on all the right people. There was no doubt in Nat's mind that Callahan could have Nat demoted for insubordination. "Nothing . . . Ma'am," Nat finally said, biting her lip as she surrendered. "That's what I thought . . . bitch," Callahan smiled. "Now Private Penny, please continue. Maybe knowing something about these Prins origins will tell us something about their programming." "Well . . . um," Penny mumbled. "I mostly just watched it for the sex scenes, but from what I remember the elves and their queen were created by the god Loki as concubines, so they are all naturally submissive to him. The ogres in the story found a way to reproduce Loki's pheromones, and they used that power to seduce the elves. There is a lot more involved in the story than that, but I don't remember all of it." Callahan's eyebrow shot up as if she finally realized something, or found a missing puzzle piece. "Penny, look at this photo," she said, bringing onto the holographic display an image of a handsome young man. "This is Lucas Kyle, the star soccer player for Happy Valley High." "He's kinda cute," Fatima admitted, although she usually took her men like she took her coffee: black. "I vood vuck him," Natasha smiled through her thick Russian accent. "Mmm. Yeah," Nat admitted also. Lucas was probably five years younger than her, but he had that all-American, boy-next-door type of charm that she always liked. Sandy-blonde hair that hung a little long, big bright smile, and sparkling blue eyes, not to mention a sexy athletic physique. Lucas was the kind of boy Nat would have crushed on had she gone to an American high school. "Holy Shit!" Penny exclaimed. "He looks just like Loki from the hentai!" "What?" Callahan asked. "Really?" "Yeah!" Penny said. "I should know. I always wait for the scene where he fucks the Elf Queen before I let myself cum." Penny said that too quickly to stop herself. "That explains it!" Callahan yelled, slamming her fist against the desk, causing her milky breasts to quiver inside her tight jacket. "Of all the students who were raped at the Happy Valley incident, Lucas is the only one who was actually kidnapped by the Prins. He's been missing since the attack." Nat caught on. "You think he's responsible?" "Sure," Callahan said. "What horny teenage boy wouldn't want an army of sex-slave elves or whatever the fuck these things are? He probably figured they would be loyal to him because they're programmed to be loyal to Loki, but he lost control of them." Nat groaned. She wasn't sure. From the looks of him Lucas would have had no trouble getting his fair share of young pussy around his school. His eyes alone made Nat's panties want to drop. "In any case," Callahan continued, "UANBU High Command have ordered us to neutralizing the threat and rescue Lucas Kyle. Satellite coverage has shown the Prin mob as retreated to an abandoned steel mill outside of Happy Valley. The facility is rather large and the area is densely forested, not to mention there are at least 300 Prins in the mob." "Jesus," Nat gasped. "We'd need a fucking army to take on that many Prins." "No," Callahan said. "From what we can tell from the electromagnetism that surrounds the mob, they have a Hive-Queen, a single high-functioning Prin that keeps the others operational. If you can identify and neutralize that Prin, we can eliminate the entire mob. For that reason, I'm only sending in a small two-woman team. Stealth is the keyword here." "Alright," Nat actually agreed. It wasn't a bad plan actually, considering what was at stake. "Natasha and I will do it. We work best together. I'll identify the Prin Queen, and she'll cap it with a sniper-shot." "No," Callahan shook her head. "I'm teaming you up with someone else. Someone new to the squad." "Who?" Nat asked, shocked that someone would be assigned to the squad without her permission. The door to the debriefing room opened and Nat turned her head. Her pretty eyes went wide and her jaw dropped. Into the room bounced a frisky little 18 year old girl who couldn't have weighed more than ninety pounds even when she was soaked with cum. Her hair was red and short, stylishly trimmed into a cute, messy bob. Her eyes were green and gigantic, sparkling with a level of hyperactive perkiness that made Nat feel sick. She didn't have very large breasts, but proportioned to her petite body they stood out tremendously, and her butt popped out like a scrumptious little bubble begging to be popped by a fat dick. The suit she wore was skimpy even compared to Caitlin Callahan's, with a salmon pink jacket that was left open enough to reveal she wore nothing underneath but a lacey pink bra, and a miniskirt that was practically a belt. This obnoxiously cute little leprechaun-bitch practically skipped into the room. By comparison, Penny was a mature adult. Natalie Jenner vs. The Elves "Excited for your first field-mission sweetie?" Callahan asked her daughter, the one who she got hired through a series of stellar blowjobs given to the highest officers in Human Resources. "Fuck yeah!" Siobhan said, skipping up. "This is goona be totally awesome!" She turned to Nat and leaned down until her button-nose almost hit Nat in the face. "I'm super excited to be working with you Nat! You're like . . . so super badass and awesome! We're going to be best friends and kick all kinds of ass together! Fuck yeah!" Nat's eyebrow was twitching. She looked around in shock, but none of her teammates would look her in the eye, all of them happy enough to have not been paired up with the dumbest little slut in all of UNABU for a potentially dangerous mission. Callahan did look her right in the eye though. The bitchy XO was smiling wickedly and swaying her hips a little. Nothing aroused Callahan quite like pissing off Natalie Jenner. "That's right, my little clover," Callahan said, giving he daughter a hug. "All you need is to have one successful field mission under your belt and we can get you promoted to being an XO, just like mommy." Nat was literally growling she was so pissed. The lithe muscles of her body were flexing involuntarily in rage, so much that even her thong became scrunched up in a powerful camel-toe. Callahan was pairing UNABU's best field agent with its worst, just so Nat would make Siobhan look good, and then the little skank would get promoted over her. Such bullshit! Nat wanted to scream. Callahan smiled wickedly down at Nat. "And I know Nat will keep on close eye on you, baby . . . or else." ##### Nat wandered through the halls of UNABU like a ghost, feeling miserable and defeated, all the while pursued by the bouncing little dumbass that was Siobhan. The spunky Celtic cock-sucker kept skipping around Nat and annoying her with all kinds of stupid questions, some of them being way too personal, like when did Nat lose her virginity, and who around the office had she been fucking, or what her favorite position was. Nat already knew the answer to these questions in Siobhan's case: as early as possible, all of them, and all of them. The two sexy soldiers attracted a lot of attention as they walked through the hall together, much to Nat's further dismay. By now everyone knew how easy it was to get into Siobhan's miniskirt, and Nat had neglected to get changed into anything more modest than her tank-top and thong gym-wear, so seeing the two of them together brought all kinds of perverted possibilities to the minds of UNABU's surprisingly horny staff. Nat was used to being stared at and catcalled. She just ignored it, but something about being seen with the tinniest little cum-dumpster in the facility made it so much worse. "Where are we going?" Siobhan asked, after as series of questions about Nat's favorite kind of swimsuits, boy-bands, and candy. "Here," Nat groaned, pointing to one of UNABU's less visited science labs. "Eww, gross," Siobhan cringed. "This is where the nerds hang out. What are we doing here? We should go to the gym, or the garage. That's where all the hot guys are. You like hanging out at the gym, right? I mean, your ass is TIGHT! So hot! I bet you get all kinds of hot guys." Nat ignored the little lusty lump-head staring at her ass and entered the dark, windowless laboratory. This was the office of one of the few people Nat Jenner could call her 'friend,' UNABU experimental research scientist Chelsea Yen. Dr. Yen was a brilliant woman and inventor, and when she was younger she had made quite a lot of money designing and manufacturing illegal Prins for the global Black Market. She had created sex-Prins, guard-Prins, and labor-Prins, any sort of Prin that people would pay for. Yen had gotten arrested by Nat and her UNABU squad a while back, and to avoid jail she offered to use her knowledge of Prin technology to help the United Nation Anti Biological Unit, and hopefully to undo some of the damage she had caused the world. Because of her expertise and unorthodox methodology, Dr. Yen was given many leniencies by UNABU that most agents could not get, as evident by the messy laboratory she kept that stank of marijuana and reverberated with Death Metal music. Yen's laboratory was so dark and crowded with random shit that Nat almost tripped over a tray of Prin parts, and then almost impaled herself on what looked like a giant syringe. The air was dark, humid, and thick with the noxious smell of drugs, not to mention the salty stench of recent sex. Speakers in the walls were blasting Death Metal music so loudly it made her skull ache, and the only light in the room was from the screen of a dusty computer, the electric blue light of which washed over the naked body of a generously built Asian woman with large breasts, an hourglass waist, wide hypes, and long, slightly muscular legs. Yen was sitting in front of her computer screen masturbating, her long legs spread wide open and her pussy making loud, wet slapping sounds as she violently fucked herself with a vibrator. The only thing Yen was wearing was a pair of prescription glasses and a long white lab-coat that had fallen around her shoulders. Her long, silky black hair clung to her sweaty body and glistened wetly in the blue light. A pair of massive headphones covered her ears as she listened to whatever porno she was watching at deafening levels, all the while fucking herself with such wild force that her pussy-juice was splashing against the computer screen, so much so that it looked like she was smashing a piece of fruit with a hammer. She was so sucked into her own erotic world that she didn't even notice Nat and Siobhan walk in. Nat reached down and grabbed one of Yen's erect brown nipples, and with the other hand she squeezed Yen's fat clit. Yen gasped and opened her eyes just in time to see Nat smiling at her . . . and then Nat twisted. "Holy FUCK NATALIE!!" Yen screamed so loud she could even be heard over the Death Metal. Yen's sobbing wet pussy exploded as Nat suddenly provoked an orgasm from her stoned body. As Yen came she actually cried a bit from the sudden euphoria, and Nat kept it going by grabbing a hold of the dildo buzzing in the Asian woman's dripping pussy and roughly slamming it in and out, all the while kneading the sexy scientist's large breasts. Nat wasn't an easy slut like Soibhan was, but there were a few people at UNABU she had regular trysts with, and Yen was one of them. Nat knew Yen's body like her own, and she had no trouble giving the rebellious researcher a mind-blowing orgasm with just a few twists of her wrist. Yen came for over a minute, gushing all over the floor and soaking the cushion of her seat. When it was over she leaned back gasping, tears rolling down her high-cheekbones, her large breasts bouncing on her chest, and her legs quivering a little. As soon as the exhausted scientist had the strength she flipped on the light switch and turned the music down, but she left the porn on the computer screen playing, and she did nothing to cover her naked, sticky body. She picked up a dying joint she had left on the corner of the table and took one final puff of weed from it. "Natalie Jenner," Yen gasped in a husky voice. "What do you want, you crazy bitch?" "I'm taking this one into the field today," Nat said, pointing back to Siobhan. The little Irish penis-pouch was wide-eyed with shock. She hadn't been expecting to see any of this. "She isn't ready. I was hoping you could offer me something to give her . . . an edge." Yen looked Siobhan over with a lusty gaze, licking her lips a little. At 36 she was twice the little girl's age, but that didn't mean the horny dyke didn't want to take her own ride on the town pony. "Mmmm. I think I have just the thing." ##### "Damn Nat, your tits are awesome!" Siobhan complemented, taking two big handfuls of Nat's firm, smooth b-cub breasts, mauling them with clumsy enthusiasm, and pushing in Nat's stiff nipples with her thumbs. Nat blushed and growled a little as she tried to choke down her arousal. She would have slapped the little molester, but she didn't have the room. The two of them were stripped naked and were standing together in a small hyperbaric chamber of some sort, their naked bodies pressed together in a tight embrace as a series of x-rays and lasers analyzed their bodies. There was such little room that Siobhan's nubile thigh pushed against the mound of Nat's vulva, and when the little girl squirmed even a little it sent shivers of balmy pleasure through Nat's body, making her nipples even stiffer as Siobhan played with them. Nat tried to ignore her, but Siobhan was like a little sex-kitten curled up in her lap, purring and nudging for attention. Nat reached down and cupped her hands over the little slut's perky buttocks, squeezing them a little just to try and keep the wiggling cutie still. "How much longer do we have to be in here?" Nat whined to Dr. Yen. "Just a few more minutes. My stealth-suits are going to fit you like a second-skin. I build them to the absolute exact measurements of the person wearing them." As Dr. Yen explained her strange technology she was busy chopping up some cocaine on the edge of a glass table with a razor blade. She hadn't dressed at all since Nat had come in, and was still wearing nothing more than her glasses and a tight lab-coat that couldn't have even close around her mammoth breasts. Holding her long black hair back, the addicted Asian leaned over and snorted up a line of coke as long as Nat's arm. "FUCK!" she yelled happy, leaned back, and stroking her naked body as the stimulant took effect. Finally the lasers turned off and the glass shell of the chamber lifted away, allowing Nat to get out and get away from Siobhan, but the moment her naked foot touched the cold floor of the laboratory her knee buckled and she almost fell over. She moaned slightly as she straightened herself, and looked down to see her nipples were totally erect. Somehow she had gotten aroused despite herself. Siobhan popped out right behind her and gently wrapped her arms around Nat's waist, hugging her from behind like a little sister, except that Nat could feel Siobhan's little pink nipples pressing against the toned muscles of her back. Obviously she was horny too. "Alright Nat," Yen said, wiping some cocaine dust from her nose and licking it off of her fingers like it was candy. "You first. Step into that circle over there and the form-scanner will coat your body in the nano-fiber material." Nat did as she instructed although she wasn't entirely sure she trusted Dr. Yen's technology. For one thing her lab was a mess, and there were just as many pornographic magazines lying around as there were scientific notes. In fact it looked like some of the nude pin-ups of male pornstars had hastily written mathematical equations on them, whereas her legitimate notes all had doodles of crudely drawn penises. Over half of the visible chemistry equipment items had been used for Yen's personal drug use or masturbation at some point, and it was obvious she hadn't cleaned any of it in forever. Still, Nat stood in the middle of a raised metallic circle, and beneath her feet a gentle blue light came out. A series of robotic arms slowly came down from the ceiling and spiraled around her, one of them scanning her body again with a laser precision camera, and the other spraying her naked body with a thick, noxious smelling white substance that was thick and sticky. Nat cried out as the cold substance oozed over her skin, tickling her so much that it was almost painful, but the way it melted into her every pore and around her erect nipples was also. Nat almost unconsciously raised her arms and jutted out her chest, allowing the robot spray every inch of her firm chest, and then she leaned over and stuck her butt out, letting the spray hit her directly up into her anus and around the muscular cheeks of her ass. Lastly she lifted her leg a little as the spray coated her vaginal mound and inner-thighs, and she had to bite her lip to stop from screaming. Her clit began to harden and peak out from its pink fold, and the white oozed melted around it just as completely as it was doing to the rest of her body. When it was over the robot arms withdrew to the ceiling and Nat stepped down from the scanner, swaying her hips like a stripper and feeling a little frisky. She couldn't help it. That body-spray had felt almost as good as an orgasm. "Alright, Nat," Yen said. "Watch out, because once it starts to cool the nano-fibers are going to restrict and-" "AAAAAAGHHH!!" Nat screamed almost falling over. "WHAT THE FUCK!!" It felt like she was being crushed to death from every possible physical angle. The ooze coating her naked body suddenly restricted and tightened, and suddenly the erotic embrace she felt moments ago was now a bone-crushing squeeze. It pinched her nipples, squeezed her breasts, dug into her ass, punctured her anus, twisted her clit, and all at the same time. Nat could barely stand or speak, so she just stood there gasping for air as she tried to breathe, her every toned muscle bulging with an effort to stay alive. Nat tried to walk but she fell to her knees and whimpered a little. Her vision swam with bright lights and pain, and when she looked up at the naked Dr. Yen she saw double. Two massive sets of tits were hanging above her face, and she couldn't tell which the real Yen was. Dr. Yen actually laughed at her. "Don't worry, sweetie. You're going to feel great in a second." Nat felt like she ribcage was about to implode, but it didn't. The pressure deepened but softened as well, and suddenly Nat was gasping out of pleasure rather than pain. Yen was right, and suddenly the crushing stress melted into a sort of deep, aching warmth. Nat began to feel the way she did after a hard workout or a long run. She inhaled deeply and whimpered as she did so, but she was able to breathe again, albeit only in labored, wavering breathes. She looked down at herself and saw her whole body from the neck down was coated in a white elastic material, like latex or body-paint, only it seemed to accentuate her naked figure rather than cover it. Her nipples stood out further than they even had before, and the muscles in her abdomen made a soft six-pack. She looked down a little further and moaned in embarrassment to see that she was kneeling in a puddle of her own cum. Although the material coated her pussy completely the juicy folds of her cunt still gushed with a wet orgasm. Completely against her own control, Nat bit her lip and filled her hands with her own breasts, gently tweaking her nipples. "The stealth-suit really is like a second skin," Yen explained, looking down at Nadia with a cocky smile. "It'll allow air and liquids to move through it, but not intense heat or strong kinetic forces. It'll heighten your every physical sensation, your speed, strength, and reflexes. I'll give you each an anklet that'll send a small, electric charge through the suit, activating the nano-cells in such a way that the suit will copy the colors of the environment around you, making you a sort of chameleon." "Wow! Awesome! My turn!" Siobhan bounced up and down, making her cute little breasts jiggle slightly. "Not yet, sweetie. Not yet," Yen said, her voice humming with a mixture of laughter and moaning as she brushed her hand down the front of Siobhan's chest, ostensibly calming her down, but in truth Yen just wanted to cop a feel. The girl was irresistible to Yen. She was young, energetic, taut, and if rumors were true she was a completely depraved little sex-freak. Yen couldn't wait to get a taste. "There's something else we should deal with first." "What?" Siobhan whined, wiggling her body impatiently. "A-4-D-C-AK," Yen said. "That's the synthetic aphrodisiac the Prins are filled with. Even just a wiff of that stuff and you may end of losing control of your body, and end up like Nat is right now." Yen giggled deeply as she looked back at her usually coolheaded friend. Nat was still trying to stand up straight as the nano-fiber catsuit continued to squeeze her tighter and tighter, eliciting such erotic pressure from her inner-thighs that Nat couldn't even stand up. She kept falling to her knees and whimpering, her restrained pussy occasionally erupted with a fresh gush of cum. The firm muscles of her ass visibly twitched as she was stubbornly dragged from one orgasm to another. "Yen . . . you . . . bitch," Nat gasped through gritted teeth, tears dripping from her face as cum did from her legs. She hated being compromised like this, and she knew that Yen knew that. "Deal with it Nat, it'll wear of . . . in about an hour," Yen chuckled cruelly. She loved seeing Nat like this, finally losing control for once. Yen placed her foot on Nat's head and pushed the soldier's face into the cold floor, right where a puddle of her own cum had formed, keeping her still and dominating her. "The thing is Siobhan, Nat has been exposed to A-4-D-C-AK so many times that's she developed a resistance to it. Further exposure to the substance still gets her horny as fuck, but she at least manages to keep control of her body and higher cognitive functions. I'm afraid that you don't possess that immunity . . . yet." "What are you going to do?" Siobhan asked, shivering a little as she noticed the sadistic sparkle in the eye of the perverted scientist. Yen smiled and chuckled. She stepped off of Nat's head so she could move towards a cabinet that was literally covered with warning labels that said things like "WARNING," "DANGER: HAZARDOUS MATERIALS," and "DO NOT OPEN WITHOU PROPER SAFETY MEASSURES." Yen went sorting through the cabinet in such a rush that she broke several of the vials inside, showing little concern for whatever they contained, and she came back with a bag labeled "A-4-D-C-AK" that was filled with a vicious white liquid, a rubber hose, and a pump. Siobhan mewled like a scared kitten as she backed away. "What . . . what are those for." Yen was licking her puffy lips and drooling a little. A wet, glistening trail of honey started to moisten the lips of her plump, juicy cunt. "Don't be scared sweetie. I'm just going to help you build up an immunity like Nat's . . . just . . . you know . . . all at once." Nat was finally able to push herself to her feet, but her knees were wobbling and the muscles in her buttocks were twitching so hard it felt like she was being spanked. "Hold on a fucking second. Yen, you can't just-" SMACK!! Yen's open palm slapped up between Nat's legs with blinding speed. The impact of her hand sent a violent thunderbolt of climactic, mind-shattering pleasure up Nat's spice so fast that her hair stood on end and her heart skipped a beat. She leaned back, arching her agile body so far her spine wanted to snap. Nat suddenly found herself on the precipice of an orgasm so powerful she knew she wouldn't be able withstand it, like a suicidal widow staring down the rocky edge of a cliff into a deep, violent ocean. She inhaled a little and her voice shivered. She looked into Yen's eyes with a pathetic, beseeching expression of submission. Yen smiled back like a tigress about to pounce on a gazelle, and she squeezed, her long fingers crushing the juices out of Nat's pussy like it was an over-ripened peach. "Take a nap, Natalie," Yen whispered in a condescending, arrogant tone. "Doctor's orders." Nat's cunt exploded, sending a tremendous gush of liquid all over Yen's forearm and even splashing up into her face and eyes. Yen just smiled wickedly and licked the cum off her lips, continuing to squeeze with terrible strength. Nat's mind sizzled in her skull as a tidal wave of mind-shattering ecstasy shot through her, sending her to her tippy toes, her womb bouncing up into her chest as if it had just been kicked by a horse. Natalie Jenner vs. The Elves Nat leaned back and screamed at the ceiling, her legs falling open so widely that she fell to the ground in a splits, and her pussy smacked against the cold, hard floor so hard it provoked another sudden, painful orgasm that electrocuted her exhausted body. Natalie gritted her teeth and whimpered, moaning deeply, and did her best to just hang onto consciousness as her strength melted from her rubbery, warm body. It was no use though. Everything was blurry and Nat suddenly felt very tired. As her body slowly slunk to the floor in orgasmic shock the last thing she saw was Yen's beautiful, sadistic face laughing as she peeled off her lab-coat and dropped it over Nat's face, smothering her in darkness. ##### Nat whimpered back to consciousness a certain time later, unsure of how long she had been unconscious, but judging by the humidity and rank smell of the room it must have been over an hour, and that entire time had been spent by Yen fucking the living daylights out of Siobhan. Nat's arm shook weakly as she pulled Yen's lab-coat off her face, and she looked up to see the little redhead bent backward over the edge of an examination table, her small breasts bouncing on her chest as Yen violently rutted her from the other side. A thick tube was shoved down the Siobhan's throat, and judging from the viscous white liquid oozing through them the petite brat was already saturated with near-lethal amounts of A-4-D-C-AK, but the drug was only at its most lethal when left to fester in the body, time that it would spend heightening the victim's erogenous nerve-endings to the point of fatal seizures and cardiac-arrest due to unsolicited orgasms. The only way to counteract the poison was to force the body's metabolism to work faster than it, and the easiest way to that was through hard, constant, merciless sex. That was exactly what Yen was doing to Siobhan. Dressed in black latex dominatrix gear, Dr. Yen looked like the queen of a very erotic hell. Her long black hair was wet and glistening, and it clung to her sweaty body from the sexual marathon she had been running on Siobhan. Her arms and legs were encased in latex gloves and boots that went up to her shoulders and thighs respectively, and her stilletto heels were so tall that only the very tips of her toes touched the ground. A leather thong riding up her large, curvy ass must have been from a particularly large strap-on dildo, based on the way Siobhan's flat stomach bulged underneath the bellybutton every time Dr. Yen thrust into her. Her breasts were bare but she had put on some elaborate nipple piercings: little spikes that looked sharp enough to cut skin. The look on her face was tired but smug. She was having fun experimenting on her new guinea-pig. "MMH! Muh . . . muh . . . MMMMMMGGHH!!" Siobhan gurgled and choked through the tube stuffed down her throat as her little body shook violently from a sudden orgasm. Yen laughed and took a forceful grip of the redhead's little tits, squeezing them so hard that Nat could hear the latex stretching against her knuckles. Siobhan's little pink nipples suddenly grew long and erect, growing over a full inch and turning a shade darker, each gushing a clear liquid that must have been some sort of pre-milk that her young body couldn't quite formulate yet. One gush flew up into Yen's face and hit her in the eye, but all she did was chuckle and lick it off her lips. Nat had seen this before. It was the A-4-D-C-AK. More specifically, it was Siobhan developing immunity to the A-4-D-C-AK. Her body was beginning to process it and break it down, just as Nat's did, but whereas Nat had developed her immunity from dozens of separate incidents of exposure and sexual arousal, Siobhan had gotten all of it in matter of hours, and her ninety-pound body didn't know how to process it. Her erogenous zones were expanding to help break down the drug. "Good, good," Yen gasped, heaving from exhaustion as her strong hips smacked again and again into Siobhan's battered pussy. "You're getting there, but we're not finished yet." As she said this she grabbed the tube shoved down Siobhan's throat and pushed it even deeper. Nat could see the little girl's neck bulge as the tube went down past her tonsils. The little fox chugged loudly as entire mouthfuls of the A-4-D-C-AK flooded her throat, but she couldn't keep up. It seemed even a cum-chugging little slut like Siobhan had her limits, and her face started to turn red as she chocked and gagged on the sperm-like syrup. Her choking became violent as bubbles of A-4-D-C-AK erupted around her lips and nostrils, and when she sneezed it sent a thick strand of the artificial semen shooting out her nose like milk. Her large green eyes were rolling back and tears were streaking down her upside-down face. She was about to asphyxiate to death. "Good girl," Yen laughed. "You deserve a break." Yen suddenly pulled the tube out of Siobhan's throat without showing any care for her safety at all. The hose came gushing free with a geyser of sticky, salty white cum that plastered Siobhan's face and neck, and then it went wild spraying A-4-D-C-AK all over Yen's massive breasts and stomach. Yen pinched the hose and the stream stopped, but Siobhan was just too full of the cum to hold it all in. For a moment her mouth hung open as she tried to breath, but her airway was just too packed with cum, and instead she started to puke. A single, massive gusher of white goo rocketed from her mouth so powerfully that it almost hit the ceiling, and then it came raining down all over Nat's face and chest. Even though Nat was covered from neck to toe in the nano-fiber suit she could feel the hot cum running over her sensitive nipples and stomach, and the A-4-D-C-AK easily soaked through the material and into her skin. Siobhan puked again and this time barfed up a bucket's worth of cum all over Yen's chest, and then Siobhan fell back over the table with a wide-eyed, vacant, totally retarded expression on her face. Her eyes were open but she was unconscious. The lights were on but no one was home, her large green eyes stared out at nothing, and she didn't even react as the sticky white spunk oozed over her open eyes and started to drip from her hair. "Hmmm," Yen hummed quizzically, scooping up a large dollop of the goop from her breasts with her finger and putting it into her mouth. "Maybe I over did it. I mean . . . I measured out the same amount of A-4-D-C-AK that I use on myself and . . . oh . . . oh shit. Well no wonder why this little high school hit-piece is overdosing. She weighs like ninety pounds and has itty-bitty little titties and a cute wiggly little butt. I'm a stacked, big-assed, full-grown boss of a woman. Of course MY body could handle this much, but HERS is probably about to explode. Oh well," Yen shrugged. "No reason to stop now." Giving Siobhan only a few moments of rest, Yen grabbed the redhead by her hair and easily lifted her body off of her back, spun her around, and flipped her over. Nat got a good look at Siobhan's teenage pussy and saw that it was grossly swollen. What should have been a tiny pink slit of soft, hairless silk was instead a huge red gash of engorged flesh, almost like someone had slapped a half of a slice peach onto Siobhan's crotch and squeezed it until the juice started to gush out. The mound of her vulva was puffed up and huge, easily four times its normal size. Had she been wearing underwear it would have looked like she was hiding a penis. A big one. "Let's see," Yes said swaying on her high-heeled shoes as she examined Siobhan's bruised and swollen backside. "I don't think we've gotten it in here yet." Yen smacked her latex-glove had across Siobhan's ass, eliciting an involuntary squeak from the passed out girl. Then, with her strong, probing fingers Yen pried the girl's firm butt-cheeks apart, revealing the adorable and almost microscopic pink little asshole. Yen pushed the tip of her middle finger against the opening, and despite some obviously ruthless shoving she was barely able to get it in past the second knuckle, but that didn't stop her from pushing the cum-covered hose's nozzle against Siobhan's backdoor. Nat could see the muscles in Yen's back bulge a little as she gently but vigorously shoved the hose up Siobhan's rectum. A-4-D-C-AK started to gush from the nozzle again, lubricating the tight pathway, and with a final, vicious grunt Yen shoved the hose in deep enough that Nat had to wonder if it had gone into Siobhan's lower intestine. Yen sighed smugly as she backed away and left Siobhan passed out on the table, her rectum quickly filling with so much A-4-D-C-AK that her stomach started to bulge and white slush oozed out the sides. Even unconscious Siobhan was gurgling in pain, and her legs were quivering incessantly as her toes curled up, probably a sign that her body was undergoing all the physiological symptoms of an orgasm but without the cognitive awareness of it. Siobhan was cumming in her sleep, basically. "Oh, you're awake," Yen smiled down at Nat, her tone nonchalant but slightly smug. "Had a nice nap?" "Yen . . . when I get my strength back . . . I am going to beat the shit out of you." "Oh, don't be such a poor sport, Nat," Yen said squatting down so that her big, black dildo and latex-covered pussy hovered just above Nat's face. "You and I haven't had a decent fuck in . . . like . . . what . . . four months? Don't tell me that getting your brains fucked out a little didn't feel good." "I . . . I don't like losing control," Nat huffed, unwilling to admit how satisfied she felt. Working out obsessively and masturbating every night hadn't really been doing it for her, Nat realized. She needed a partner, someone who fucked hard and didn't wait for permission, since Nat would be unlikely to give it. Yen smiled sympathetically, and then leaned down to give Nat a soft, affectionate kiss. "If you want to punish me when you and Siobhan get back from your mission I'll let you. I promise. But for now," Yen giggled as she grabbed Natalie by her hair and pulled back, forcing her jaw open, and shoving a couple fingers in to keep her from biting down. "Suck my big, black cock!" Yen stepped forward for a greater angle to thrust, and she drove nine inches of thick, wet rubber directly down Nat's throat in a single, ravishing thrust. The prosthetic cockhead smacked Nat in the tonsils on the way down and forced her to gag a little, making a sort of "Ga-lumph" sound in her throat as the crevice of Yen's big ass came to rest on her face. Yen reached across Nat's prone body and grabbed her pussy again, immediately jabbing her in the clit like it was a little punching-bag and Nat, despite herself, squealed in delight. She could taste Siobhan's pussy all over the fat cock clogging up her throat and she thought it was sweet, so sweet that she didn't mind sucking it while Yen quickly worked a rapid series of finger-fucked orgasms through her body, sending her to sleep again, and this time for the rest of the night. ##### The abandoned steel mill in the forest outside of Happy Valley was crawling with Prins, all of them either in the form of tall, busty, and disturbingly erotic elves or bulking, brutish ogres. There were over a hundred of them, one of the largest Prin mobs Nat had ever seen, and it made her wonder were anyone could have gotten all the bio-printer material to make them all. Obviously they were sex-Prins, which was a dead giveaway because even now they were all engaged in some form of sexual activity, either listlessly masturbating and rolling around in pairs and three-ways. Distracted by their sex-play, none of the Prins noticed the stealthy, sensual outline of two feminine shadows moving through the facility. When the sexy outlines weren't moving they were invisible, and even when they did move they made only the slightest disturbance in the visual field, mostly when moving from one background to another. The nano-fiber stealth-suits painted onto Nat's and Siobhan's bodies were working perfectly, changing color to whatever was behind them, and even though their faces weren't covered the camouflage field generated by the suit actually covered their entire body in a small sphere. If any Prin were to get closer than a few inches the camouflage wouldn't work though, and they'd be looking directly at two young woman wearing white cat-suits so tight that the goose-bumps on their nipples could be seen. Nat had an electromagnetic scanner on her wrist, a machine no bigger than a watch, and she kept checking it to see where the static interference was coming from. One of these Prins was a 'Queen,' an especially powerful and highly cognizant Prin that guided the others through a form of group-thought, like an ant-queen would for her hive. If Nat and Siobhan could manage to kill the Queen all the other Prins would become disorganized and stupid. They'd still be dangerous, but they'd be blind and goalless, easy to pick off one at a time. "Alright," Nat whispered. "We're almost on top of the Queen. We-" Nat turned to see that Siobhan had fallen behind; a small outline of a young girl's quivering body was all that she could make out. Nat silently crept back to Siobhan, close enough that they could see each other without the camouflage, and Nat groaned in frustration. Siobhan was on her knees, whimpering pathetically and crying a little as she ground her swollen, engorged pussy against the ground, desperate for stimulation. Her nipples were so erect and swollen they each looked like the little penis of a young boy. Siobhan's body was still coming to grips with the massive amounts of A-4-D-C-AK saturating her. Nat knew from experience that it would be weeks before the young girl's petite body would process it completely, and all she had gotten was about fourteen hours. "Siobhan," Nat whispered. "Pull yourself together!" Siobhan made a small bubbling sound as she tried to choke back a sob. "Nat . . . oh fuck . . . I'm sorry. I just . . . I just . . . I'm just so fucking horny." Nat groaned and rolled her eyes. "C'mon. Get the fuck up! If these Prins find us they are going to rape us to death!" Just then, as if to answer Nat's worry, one of the elf Prins cried out orgasmically. Nat and Siobhan looked across the room to see that a particularly petite elf with short blond hair was being bent over a wooden crate, and a rather large ogre was forcefully wedging in gargantuan cock into the little Prin's tiny body. The prin was moaning girlishly as the ogre pushed in, the bulbous head of his green cock popping into her tight pussy like a battering ram into a warm cherry pie, and the elf's waist actually bulged from the massive insertion. The ogre started to rut, and the elf was so cumming her little brains out. If either of the Prins had been real, living, actual organism the little elf girl would probably be dead, her organs all busted up into her ribcage, but most Prins were just warm, bio-synthetic ooze shaped around a basic plaster skeleton inside a bag of artificial skin. If you shot one in the head with a shotgun (as Nat had hundreds of times) it usually just exploded into a big blob of white goo, but some Prins were more advanced, and would even bleed red, imitation blood if wounded. Siobhan's had glided down the front of her inflated cunt as she watched the tiny elf girl (who was built very much like herself) being sexually destroyed by the titanic beast pulverizing her with his heavy green dick. "Wow," Siobhan moaned, clearly in lust. "Something about a cock being green is really sexy." Nat rolled her eyes and grumbled. She grabbed Siobhan's hand and pulled it away from her dripping cum-gusher, forcing the redhead to her feet and into the next area. Nat was starting to get worried they'd be caught, especially when Siobhan started to bump into Nat's backside just so she could momentarily grind her hot, swollen cunt against Nat's firm ass. This was getting annoying. ##### The center of the steel mill looked like something out of a nightmare, but it was probably made that way by the Prins to mimic whatever source material they had been designed from. There were flaming braziers, piles of bones, and dozens of silk banisters depicting lewd sex acts between elves, ogres, and other magical creatures. In the middle of the large space were two large wooden stakes that had been dug into the exposed earth, and from them hung a naked body wrapped in chains. Nat recognized the captive immediately from her briefing. It was Happy Valley's star soccer player, Lucas Kyle. "Damn," Soibhan tried to whisper, but her little voice cracked because she was so horny, and the sight of Lucas's gorgeous body obviously tickled her. "I wouldn't mind interrogating him." Nat hushed her partner, but she agreed, and her nipples stiffened a little at the sight of his perfect body as well. At just 18 Lucas was quite the stud. Tall, muscular without being too bulky, fresh-faced and sandy-blonde hair, not to mention his naked body was shaven clean and from his waist hung a deliciously plumb cock that even while only semi-erect was an impressive seven inches. It was big, thick, smooth, and solid, but not too crazy huge. That was what Nat liked. "Ready for another ceremony, Lord Loki?" a deep, husky feminine voice asked. Out of the shadows emerged a curvaceous, buxom creature that oozed sexual power with her every strutting, bouncing step. This one was different from the other Prins, for although she was much like an elf she was a little shorter than the normally Amazonian supermodel-tall elves Nat had seen so far, and her figure was a voluptuous hourglass that reminded Nat of the actress Jayne Mansfield, but with the swagger of a truly tyrannical dominatrix. Her gigantic pear-shaped breasts were bare and defied any influence of gravity, and although each one must have been the weight of a watermelon the skin holding them up was taut and flawless, flexing like large muscles with every deep breath. Her body was softer and rounder than the other elves, all of whom sported athletic physiques and some even had six-pack abs, and the hypnotic globes of her swaying ass looked powerful enough to crack a walnut between them. She had light brown hair that trailed down her body like a waterfall of milk-chocolate, and her piercing blue eyes sparkled with an arrogant superiority. The Prin was utterly naked, except for a simple, elegant golden tiara around her head, marking her as a queen. This was not only a Prin modeled after the Elf Queen in the Hentai, but there was no doubt in Nat's mind that this was also the Hive-Queen. This was the Prin Nat needed to take out. "No . . . no more . . . please," Lucas gasped, his strong, articulate voice breaking a little from exhaustion. His strapping chest was caked with dried sweat, and the perfectly sculpted muscles were twitching from fatigue. He looked like a racehorse forced to run a grueling distance, but despite the weariness of his spirit his flesh was still strong and virile. Nat could see his handsome penis slowly stiffening. "But my lord," The Elf Queen insincerely whined, "how else are you going to remember your past life?" As the Queen spoke to him she leaned over at the waist over his shoulder, spilling her enormous bust over his neck and almost swallowing his head. Her hand glided down his naked chest like a viper and grabbed his exhausted cock, expertly stroking it back to life for another round of what Nat was sure had been a series of exhausting fuck-sessions. Lucas's thighs were glistening so much with dried cum that Nat had to wonder how many times the Elf Queen had fucked him already, and she wondered how many more times a young stud like Lucas could go. Apparently he was good for one more at least, as the foreskin of his swelling pussy-stuffer peeled back to reveal a bulbous soft-pink helmet that flanged out like the tip of a large mushroom. Lucas grunted and his balls tightened up into his crotch, the smooth skin of his scrotum tightening to reveal just how big and heavy they were, each easily being the size of an apricot, and no doubt brimming with copious amounts of teenage spunk. Natalie Jenner vs. The Elves "I'm not . . . I'm not Loki," Lucas nearly cried, but his pain was subdued by the rising power of arousal, his hardening prick painfully overused but still ready to please. "There is no Loki. You elves . . . none of you are real. You're Prins. You're-AAGGHH!" Lucas screamed deeply as the Elf Queen cupped his balls and squeezed, not hard enough to pop them but more than enough to hurt. "Shut up! You are Loki! You are my God! You just don't remember. These humans have tricked you somehow, made you forget yourself. We are your loyal elves, your servants, and I am your most faithful concubine. I am real. I am real. I AM REAL!" Nat turned to Siobhan and gently brushed her on the shoulder. "That's the Prin-queen," she whispered. "Do you see the way she's acting? She's developed a small level of sentience and its driving her insane. She's the one controlling all the other Prins. If we take her out UNABU can take out the rest with little risk of collateral damage." Soibhan looked frightened and pressed her body against Nat's for comfort. "Does she truly think she's real? I mean . . . that's so sad." Nat sighed deeply, but she did wrap her arm around the rookie to give a small reassuring hug. "She's a machine. A robot printed from an online blueprint. Nothing more. Even her sentience is only a simulation. She's trying to live out her programming and be the actual character she's based off of in the Hentai, which means she needs to find a real live Loki to justify her own existence. As soon as she realizes that this boy isn't actually Loki she is probably going to kill him, and then go on a rampage that may kill hundreds more." "What do we do?" Nat grabbed Siobhan's perky little ass and gave it a squeeze. "I'm going to distract the Elf Queen and attack her while you untie Lucas Kyle and get him away from this place. I'll put the Prin-queen down the moment I have an opportunity." "But you don't even have a gun! All you have is that combat knife." Nat's hand grazed over the handle of the large combat knife she had stabbed to her leg. "It'll be enough," she said, looking over the intimidating body of the Prin-queen. "It'll be more than enough." ##### Lucas moaned intensely as the Elf Queen began to suck on the head of his penis, running her long tongue over the thick groove of his helmet and the tight opening of his cum-saturated urethra, sucking powerfully to get every last salty drop into her mouth. Without even struggling she dove down and took his cock to the base, her chin slapping against his balls and his cockhead going nearly into her stomach. Lucas was a big boy, but compared to the orges wandering around his dick was child's play, and the Queen made easy sport out of him. As the Queen began to furiously felate the young stud she looked up with a mixture of smug dominance and a sort of wishful submissiveness; as she was simultaneously attempting to service her lord but also force him to accept her delusion. She was certain that if her god could experience enough sexual pleasure he would be woken up from whatever spell the humans had put on him. She just wasn't fucking him hard enough, but she would, even if it killed him. Lucas (Loki?) was twitching and whimpering a little, moments from another explosive orgasm down the Elf Queen's talented throat when she noticed movement from behind. An outline moving though the air not unlike one of her elves, being a feminine but athletic shape, but its bust were far less impressive than her usual sisters. There was something long, straight, and glinting slightly in the ghostly figure's hand, and the Elf Queen only had a millisecond to guess that it was a knife, but that was all she needed. "OOF!" Nat coughed painfully as the heel of the Elf Queen's foot slammed into her gut, kicking her with the strength of a steroid-filled mule. The kick had come so fast that Nat hadn't seen it coming but it hit hard enough to send her flying through the air and skidding across the ground, her knife sliding away from her. The Elf Queen popped off of Lucas's cock and turned around, swaggering toward Nat's nearly invisible form with deadly anger. "Who is this? Who dares interrupt the Elf Queen while she pleases her lord and master, Loki?" Nat was crawling across the ground and struggling to breathe. She hadn't been hit that hard in a long, long time. The Elf Queen could see the outline of Nat's toned buttocks swaying in the air as she scraped along the floor. Chuckling smugly, the Elf Queen raised her hand over the cloaked woman and there grew an electrical pressure in the air. A sickeningly bright blue light flashed from the Prin's open palm. zzzzZZZZAAAPP!! "AAAAAGHGH!!" Nat screamed as a sudden bolt of electrical energy struck her lower back, shocking her body so powerfully that she bounced off the floor. The nano-fibers that made up her skintight stealth-suit were instantly overcharged and destroyed, leaving Nat visible and unprotected, but also nearly naked. The suit that had been sprayed onto her body like a layer of paint burned and sizzled from the power surge, and as she squirmed on the floor in flaked off of her in large chunks, leaving her naked and vulnerable. That explained the interference from the static electricity, Nat realized. Something about the Prin's body was generating a huge amount of energy, and no doubt that phenomenon was related to her high level of sentience. The Elf Queen snorted. "What bitch is this? What flat-chested little slut thinks she can kill the Elf Queen?" Nat tried to kick the Prin; aiming for her stomach, but the Queen caught her by the ankle and twisted. Nat yelled out and was rolled on her back. The Prin followed up by stomping Nat on the crotch, the hard heel of her foot crushing the sexy soldier's pussy. Nat clenched her teeth and hissed. The crotch-stomp hurt, but worryingly enough it had actually felt a little good. Now that her naked body was finally free of the stealth-suit she felt like a new woman, as if she had just stepped out of a hot shower and experienced a satisfying orgasm. "Silly little fuck-toy," the Queen condescended, reaching down and grabbing Nat by the throat, lifting her up into the air as if she weighed no more than a doll. "Mmm, you are rather pretty though . . . for a human. Maybe I'll let Master Loki play with you once before I kill you." The wrestling of chains caught the Elf Queen's attention, and she turned around to see another outline of a young naked woman moving through the air, this one tampering with her master's restraints. "Get away from him!" The Queen yelled, and with incredibly strength throwing Nat's body like a projectile. THUD! Nat's naked form struck Siobhan full on, hitting the little girl hard enough that the nano-fibers in her suit suffered a glitch and for a moment she was visible. The two women went tumbling to the ground, all arms and legs and naked breasts rolling over one another. The Queen raised her arm and sent another flying bolt of electricity at the prone soldiers, painfully shocking them both and causing their bodies to spasm against one other. "AAAAGGHH!!" they both screamed, Siobhan's nano-fiber suit disintegrating from her body just as Nat's had. The two women wiggled and writhed on the ground as their vision swam from shock, both unable to move or speak. For almost a minute they hovered on the edge of consciousness, and as Nat finally woke up from her fog she saw that they were now surrounded. Several of the biggest, burliest, and most disgustingly hung ogre-Prins she had ever seen stood around her in a semi-circle, looking down at her past their gigantic, obscenely green cocks. Siobhan was whimpering as she was lifted off the floor by one of the ogres, whose huge hand pulled her little legs open with ease, exposing her puffy pink pussy to them all. The Queen chuckled when she saw how engorged the little girl's vaginal mound was, and she crept up to pod at it with her finger. Slowly inserting two of them to the first knuckle, Siobhan was already so soaked that a river of her pre-cum ran down the Queen's forearm and dripped from her elbow. "How adorable," The Queen cooed in a false, insincere sneer. "This little sex-puppet is so horny she's practically pissing herself. Why don't you ogres take care of this one?" As the Queen said this she laughed evilly and leaned over to give Siobhan's pussy a hard kiss, sucking momentarily on her inflamed clit and even penetrating Siobhan at little with the tip of her tongue. The Irish girl responded by whimpering and wiggling in the ogre's immovable grasp, but her little body didn't have the power to resist, and her nipples shot up like little pencil-erasers. The ogre holding her pulled her up a little higher, and then smothered her with a disgusting, sloppy kiss, pushing its fat green tongue into her small mouth, filling it completely and even stuffing it down her throat, probing her deeply with serpentine slithering. Siobhan's green eyes were wide with shock as she gagged on the slimy green tongue creeping down her throat, and her little legs kicked wildly as she struggled to breathe. The ogre lowered her small body onto the football-sized head of his monstrous penis, and her body sat down on it like it was a narrow stool. Nat couldn't believe that an elephant-cock like that could get inside a tiny girl like Siobhan, but it was. The Irish cutie whimpered and moaned pathetically as her pussy-lips expanded to limits they never had before, and a cock the size of a strong man's forearm punched up into her gut. THUD! Nine inches of vaginal-devastation socked into Siobhan's pussy, hitting her cervix with a sound like a baseball bat hitting a bag of nectarines. The Irish girl's body froze up suddenly, her every little muscle flexing for a brief, excruciating moment, but then she started to melt around the rock-hard flesh as her body went into sexual-shock. She tried to scream at first, but the thick green tongue slipping into her stomach prevented anything but a chocked muffle from escaping. The ogre began to rock her back on his massive cock gingerly, only thrusting his hips into her one inch at a time, and from the mind-broken cock-cushion came little muffled moans of submissive pleasure. "Stop playing gentle with her and FUCK HER!" the Queen yelled at the ogre impatiently. "I want you to break this one, idiot. Fuck this one until her spine snaps!" Without waiting for the less intelligent Prin to respond, the queen grabbed Siobhan but her tiny waist and violently shoved her down, impaling her on almost fourteen inches of green cock in brutal thrust. The head of the ogres cock made a visual impression in Siobhan's midsection as it punched her from the inside, slamming against her gut and punching her womb up into her lungs (at least it felt that way). Siobhan struggled to inhale as she wiggled futilely on the impaling penis, her legs twitching as a series of very painful orgasms started to rip through her, and her juices gushed down the ogre's apple-sized testicles and onto Nat's face. The ogre pulled its tongue out from Soibhan's throat, and with it came a small explosion of spit with a loud 'POP.' Siobhan had a catatonic expression on her face with her tongue hanging out and her eyes rolled all the way up, but as the ogre started to buck her up and down on his meaty spear she started to grunt and squeal, at first in bewildering pain but very quickly her gasps and moans become hotter and wetter. Within a minute she was wailing like a shameless nymphomaniac and gushing like watermelon being hit with a sledge hammer. "RRRRAAAAA!!" the ogre fucking Siobhan's brains out roared. Its giant green testicles clung up into its crotch as they pumped a gallon of hot, artificial semen deep into the girl's body, so much of it rushing in so fast that it exploded from the edges of her overstuffed vagina and splashed across both their bodies, and her stomach briefly swelling like a pregnant woman. Siobhan's back arched out so radically it indeed did look like her spine would snap, and she let out a piercing screech as she came, her orgasm hitting her with the speed of a runaway locomotive and reducing her mind to a warm puddle. The ogre was holding onto her tiny waist as strongly as he could, but she slipped from his grasp and went flying off of his cum-spewing cock like a bottle-rocket filled with spunk. She hit the ground and rolled, landing on her back and writhing in the dirt mindlessly, tears running down her vacant, smiling face. Then the next ogres picked her up, and started the process over again. Nat was next. ##### "No," the Queen said, pushing an ogre back with surprising strength. The giant beast had bend bending over to pick up Nat but the Queen stepped between them and placed her foot on Nat's face. "This one is mine. Go fuck that little one." The ogre growled, stupidly defying its Queen to satisfy its own basic programming which told it to fuck whatever it could. The Queen's beautiful face contorted in rage, and with blinding speed she grabbed the ogre's face and squeezed it in the palm of her hand, her long elegant fingers crushing its ugly nose and lips. ZZZZAAAPP!! POP! The Queen unleashed a wave of electrical energy so sudden and powerful that the ogre's head exploded, and it fell to the ground spewing a thick, white ooze from its neck that was not unlike semen. That was what most Prins looked like on the inside, being made of the noxious, viscous material. The Queen smiled to herself and wound her hand into Nat's hair, dragging her naked body over to where Lucas was bound by the chain. Pulling Nat to her knees, the Queen leaned over and kissed her, but not in a way that was gentle or loving. Her kiss was hard, dominant, and assertive. The Queen pushed her tongue into Nat's mouth and pushed hers down, probing as deeply into the soldier's throat as she could go. Nat was not strong enough to stop the kiss her but she tried to resist becoming aroused. She was failing at that too though, because the Queen was an incredible kisser, and as one of her hands began to tweak Nat's nipples the soldier couldn't stop from moaning in satisfaction. When the queen pulled back there was a thick strand of saliva connecting their puffy lips, which the Queen licked back up and sucked into her mouth, gathering onto the surface of her tongue and then spitting it all out across Nat's face. Nat frowned but she was too horny to turn away, instead licking her lips to taste what was left of the Queen's kiss. The Queen smiled down at her and knew she was winning, so she took a wide stance in front of Nat and pushed her hairless, dripping pussy into Nat's face, planting her hot, wet lips right onto the stubborn soldier's mouth. Nat tried to hold herself back but the Queen was grinding against her face, and just to breathe Nat had to open her mouth and begin licking, probing into the folds of the Prin's artificial pussy just to get a few moment of air. The Prin's clit was hard and erect, emerging from the hood of her pussy by a good three inches, and Nat even sucked on it like it was a little cock, running her tongue along the underside and reaching up to grab the Queen's generous ass. It didn't help that the Prin's pussy tasted delicious, or that her artificial fluids were saturated with A-4-D-C-AK, making Nat even hornier and more submissive the more she sucked. "Oh, mmmm," the Queen Moaned, tweaking one of her own giant pink nipples so hard a little trickle of A-4-D-C-AK milk poured out of it. "What a good little slut you are. Maybe I will let you live for a little while." The Queen grabbed Nat by the hair again and pulled her up, this time suffocating Nat between her giant breasts, pushing her erect nipples into the defeated woman's mouth and hugging her so tightly she couldn't breathe. "Would you like that, my little slut? Would you like spending the rest of your life servicing me and my Lord Loki?" Nat's mouth was too full of breast-meat to respond, but even as she was nearly unconscious from oxygen-deprivation she managed to reach up with her hand on give the Queen her middle-finger, telling her quite clearly to go 'fuck herself.' The Queen didn't like that. She hugged Nat even tighter and rammed her knee into Nat's gut, driving what little air she had left out of her lungs. The Queen let go and Nat fell to the floor gasping for air, clutching her stomach and also furiously rubbing her snatch. She was no horny it was hurting her. "On second thought, I am going to kill you," the Queen said. "But first you are going to suck my Lord's beautiful cock. I think he needs to enjoy your skilled mouth at least once before you die." The Queen once again grabbed Nat's hair and dragged her up to Lucas. The handsome boy was also painfully aroused, having watched everything from his bindings while unable to pleasure himself. His cock was so thick and hard that his pink helmet had grown ad darker red, and his testicles had swollen up visibly. He was panting and humping the air, so close to an orgasm but left hanging on the edge, and yet he had an expression of reluctance. Nat could tell he did not want to rape her, but physically he was beyond having a choice, they both were. The A-4-D-C-AK in their bodies was going to make them fuck whether they wanted to or not. There was a brief exchange of eye-contact between Nat and Lucas, and in that second they came to an unspoken understanding. They were each okay fucking the other, because they found each other attractive, and despite their small age difference Nat would have gladly fucked this high school athlete's brains out any day of the week. "I'm sure this will help you remember yourself, Lord Loki," the Queen said a little desperately. "You've raped hundreds of mortal women. I'm sure this will wake you up." The Queen bent down and run her tongue over Lucas's sticky chest, licking down the crevices of his muscles and sucking up the salty excess of sex that coated him. She came down to his cock and gave it a few wet kisses, digging her tongue a little into the tight fold of his foreskin and licking the salty leather of his balls as well. Then she pulled Nat in, and without resisting she opened her mouth and tried her best to take him all in one shove. Lucas was a big stud though, and Nat was not the champion cocksucker that the Callahan girls were and choked on it a little. Still, Nat didn't need the Queen's hand on her head to keep going, because she was going to enjoy this. She looked up and gave Lucas a deep, intense gaze that Nat was not accustomed to giving, but when she did she was very intimidating. "Come on, boy," it was like she was saying with her eyes. "Fuck my mouth. Give it to me." Lucas started to moan and buck, fucking Nat's mouth hard enough that he was hitting the sides of her throat and making wet little smacking sounds as she struggled to keep up. Nat started to moan too when the Queen reached back and pushed two of her fingers into Nat's pussy, plunging them in and out rapidly to encourage the sucking soldier to rock her body back and forth faster. Nat wasn't just sucking Lucas's cock with her mouth anymore; she was using her whole body, rolling on her knees like a battering ram as her esophagus tightened around his wide flanged mushroom-tip, pulling him deeper with every thrust. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The Queen started to spank Nat, smacking her toned ass-cheeks with viciously smart blows, leaving them pink and raw. Nat was loving it. She would have screamed but there was too much cock down her throat and so instead all that came out was a muffled gargling sound. "Holy shit!" Lucas cried, his beautiful chest beating like a godly drum. "I'm . . . I'm cumming!" "Yes, my lord," The Queen happily exclaimed, running her hands down his chest. "Climax! Fill this unworthy mortal with your godly essence!" Natalie Jenner vs. The Elves Lucas roared like a young lion when he came, his cock pulsing so powerfully that it actually made a gushing sound, and Nat's throat bulged with the strain of it. His first blast went deep, right into her stomach, but the impact was enough to push her back, and the next wave of cum filled her throat and mouth, and she was overwhelmed with the salty taste of his sperm. His cum was thick and hot, so viscous that Nat could have chewed it like gum, and its scent was so powerful it cleared her sinuses out. His third blast filled her to capacity, and she was unable to hold it all in. She tried to swallow it all but she gagged a little and hiccupped, causing a surge of the thick boy-paste to shoot out of her nose. She chugged the cock-cream a bit more, but the Queen let her go and Nat popped off, coughing a little and letting several cups' worth of the cum splatter across Lucas's shins and the Queen's feet. "Please . . .," Nat whined, gasping for air. "Let me fuck him. Let me experience Loki's powerful cock before you kill me." Nat had an idea. The Queen nodded her head. "Of course mortal, of course. Even you should get a small taste of Heaven before I send you to Hell." Nat climbed up Lucas's naked body because she was too jittery and weak to stand on her own, and the whole way she showered his body with kisses and licks, tasting his abs, pectorals, neck, and finally his lips, and he kissed back despite the fact that Nat's mouth was saturated with his cum. Her firm breasts melted against his the hard muscles of his hot chest, and she wrapped her shivering legs around his powerful, athletic waist, lowering her hot cunt onto the head of his already hardening cock. Even for an 18 year old, Lucas was incredibly virile, and Nat had to admire him for that. Pulling herself down a little, she cried out and bit her lip as his cock duck into her. He was not the biggest she had even had (especially considering the enormous Prins who had so violently raped her, just like Siobhan was getting now) but his phallus was perfect. He had just the right amount of rugged muscle and just the right curve to hit her clit and her g-spot in a single stroke, and Nat started to bounce on his lap like a little girl playing horsey with her father. Her breasts slapped against his chest and his face, and her nails dud into his back and left small scratches. "What are you doing?" Lucas whispered, barely able to speak because his body was shuddering with so much pleasure. "Give her want she wants," Nat whispered back, biting his earlobe. "Be what she wants." Lucas's handsome eyes went wide when he realzied what Nat meant, and he nodded. "I . . . I remember!" He yelled. "I am Loki! I am your God, your Creator, your Master! I am Loki! I AM LOKI!" Lucas yelled until his voice echoed throughout the steel-mill. "I AM LOKI AND I AM FUCKING THIS MORTAL BITCH!" "Ah . . . fucking . . . shit," Nat grunted, her body shuddering and clumsily slipping down, impaling her all the way on his cock. She gritted her teeth and roared femininely as she came, finally shaking with an orgasm that she wanted. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!" Nat slammed her hips against him like she was trying to hurt him, and all the while she tugged at the chains binding him. Tears rolled down her cheeks as came to a screaming climax, and she bit down hard on the muscle of his bicep to contain her bliss. "Oh my Lord, thank the gods," The Elf Queen cooed, kneeling underneath Nat's gyrated ass and licking up the drops of sex-honey that dripped from his balls. "I knew you would come back to me! I knew you would remember who you really are!" "Untie me, slut!" Lucas commanded. "Unbind your God so that he might destroy this unworthy slut with his mighty thunderbolt. Loki wishes to fuck this bitch until her mind breaks! Unbind me!" "Right away, my Lord! Yes!" The Elf Queen had a dazed, happy expression on her face as she stumbled over his naked body, undoing the chains that held him up, and freeing his arms. This was his moment to try and escape, but Nat's body was too good to ignore, and instead of acting rationally Lucas actually was caught up in the heat of the moment. Freed, he pushed Nat to the ground and mounted her, lowering his mouth to her nipple and biting it. He began to thrust in and out of her, his muscular thighs slapping against her pussy as he thoroughly fucked the daylights out of her. This wasn't what Nat had been expecting. In fact, this was bad. If he fucked her TOO hard she'd be too exhausted and airheaded to fight back or try and escape. Feeling another mindblowing intense orgasm on the way, she reached down with one hand and ran it down the crevice of his tight, scrumptious ass, finding the tight opening of his anus. Her middle-finger pushed in, and with great resistance she worked it so deep that that knuckle of her hand was tickling his rim, and her fingertip was jabbing into his prostate. "Fu-fu-fu-FUUUUCCCKKK!!" Lucas cried, suddenly pushed into an orgasm. He came into Nat's pussy and slammed forward, pushing her across the ground and making her yelp like a kicked dog. Nat was cumming too, again and just to stop from screaming she bit down into the hard muscle of his bicep, unable to stop the way her body shivered and wiggled uncontrollably. She was cumming so wetly that it felt like she was peeing, and her knees wobbled so weekly she wasn't sure if she would be able to stand afterward. The two lovers held each other like that for what felt like several minutes, each of their twitching, perfect bodies slowly coming down from their shared climax, their fragile forms bit by bit coming to grips with the power of their sexuality. Nat was crying tears of deep satisfaction, and Lucas was gasping so intensely that he was drooling on her face. The sweat dripping from his chest on to hers sizzled against her skin, and it was a long time before his cum-spewing cock finally softened enough that he could withdraw it without hurting her. On weak, shuddering knees Lucas came to a standing position over Nat's panting body. He took his huge cock in both hands and slowly stoked it, whimpering a little from the aching pain of his most recent orgasm, and he unleashed a few final spurts of cum over her body, splashing thick white streaks of man-milk over her quivering breasts, lips, and eyes. "Oh . . . my . . . God," the Elf Queen gasped, hugging Lucas tightly and smashing her large breasts into his wet chest. She kissed him, and he kissed back, grabbing her ass-cheeks so tightly that the tight flesh oozed between his fingers, and the elf responding by squealing happily. "I knew you'd come back to me. I knew what these nasty humans have been saying have all been lies. I am the real Elf Queen, and you are the real Loki. I am not some . . . some 'Prin' as they call it. You and I are going to rebuild our kingdom together. We will enslave humankind, and you will fuck their champions into hot, mindless little puddles like you did to this stupid little tomboy." Suddenly one of the chains that had bound Lucas was tossed into the air, and it came down tightly around the Elf Queen's neck. The Prin felt a pair of warm, erect nipples poking into her back, and she felt the strong calf and thigh of Nat's leg wrap around her own, holding her in place. "This tomboy isn't done with you yet, you fat bitch!" Nat hissed into her ear, and then leaned back, pulling the Elf Queen into an incredibly uncomfortable position on the ground, and choking her airway (Prins did need to breathe somewhat) with the iron chain. But the Queen's body began to sizzle with electric energy. She was going to shock Nat to death. "FUCK HER!" Nat yelled at Lucas. "Fuck her before she can concentrate another blast of energy!" Lucas did as he was told, and with the virility of a prized stud her pushed the cum-covered head of his semi-erect prick against the Queen's vulva and plunged in. The artificial aphrodisiac in her body instantly snapped his cock to full stature, and within second he was plowing her with a full eleven inches of hot, young, cock. Lucas fucked the Queen with a vengeance, unleashing all of the anger and fear he had felt the last few days onto her voluptuous body, slapping his womb-breaking dick in and out of her so fast that her tits bounced on her chest and slapped her in the face every time she tried to look up. "LOKI! LOKI! OH MY LORD, LOKI!" she cried, cumming her brains and whimpering pathetically as her pussy exploded over his tent-pole. "My name is Lucas, you fucking bitch!" he yelled, slapping her across the face so hard that it knocked the spit out of her mouth. "I was in the bathroom getting a blowjob from my girlfriend when your fucking ogres burst in and raped us both. You almost killed her, you fat-tittied cow! Now enjoy this orgasm, you bloated cock-cushion, because it is going to be your last!" Lucas slammed his dick up into the Queen so hard that it felt to her like her g-spot was cracked in half, and she came so hard she was unable to even inhale for a few, exquisitely painful moments, but when she finally was able to breathe she screamed to the heavens of her mind-blowing, brain-boiling, soul-crushing orgasm. A waterfall of cum exploded from her cunt, all over Lucas's cock, and her erect nipples gushed with streams of milk that sailed several feet into the air. Her eyes rolled back and her tongue flopped out as she gurgled mindlessly like a drunk, drowning in a hot ocean of sexual oblivion. Her body confused for almost a minute, her breast jiggling hypnotically as her mind and body were broken by the power of her own euphoria. Through tears and high-pitched gasps she managed to whimper " . . . Lord Loki." Nat smirked, and gave Lucas a look of impressed admiration. She gave the catatonic, broken Queen a little kiss on her cheek, and then sharply twisted the chain around her neck. SNAP! #### With the Queen dead the other Prins lost their direction, and it only took an hour for UNABU forces to exterminate them. Of course that hadn't been enough to stop Siobhan from being brutally gang-raped by those horse-cocked ogres almost a dozen times, and when Nat was finally able to rescue her she was so stuffed with A-4-D-C-AK that it leaked out of her eyes when she cried. Thanks to the conditioning she was subjected to by Dr. Yen though, Siobhan was able to survive, but not without a good deal of rehabilitation. UNABU had a special facility just for that sort of thing, a small clinic and a number of private rooms at a resort on a small island in the Caribbean. Nat and her team had vacationed there several times while recovering from A-4-D-C-AK exposure or other injuries, and the island was the perfect place for such treatment as the local culture encouraged public nudity, public sex, and casual encounters. It took Siobhan a week to recover to the point that she could talk and interact with other people without mindlessly humping them like a horny dog, and when she got to that point Nat flew down to meet her and finish her own recovery. Nat was currently napping on the beach, dozing with a book over her face, on a towel with a large umbrella protecting her from the sizzling heat of the Caribbean sun. Her toned, well-built body was covered by nothing but a revealing black bikini that Natasha had bought for her, a bikini that was much skimpier than anything she would have bought for herself. Her skin glistened under a layer of sunscreen and sweat, and as she dozed in and out of sleep her hands wandered over her body and pushed her bikini bottoms down her thighs. Shamelessly (which is not a word usually associated with Nat) she glided her hand over the wet lips of her pussy, publically masturbating right there on the beach as she daydreamed. She drew some appreciative stares, but no one paid any special attention to her. That kind of behavior was common enough on the island, and in fact not five feet from her Lucas was fucking the shit out of a tiny young local girl. The mocha-skinned cutie had silky black hair tied up into adorable pigtails, which Lucas was holding onto as her slam-fucked her slender butt from behind. She was crying out with every thrust and biting the material of her towel to not scream too loudly as the hung stud fucked her harder than she ever had been before. Lucas had come with Siobhan to recover on the island, and he had spent the entirety of that time living out his newfound 'godhood,' or at least the godly level of confidence he now felt. For a boy who hasn't lost his virginity more than a few months ago, Lucas was an impeccable stud, and he had spread his seed around a good percentage of the island's inhabitants in the short time he had been here. His current victim couldn't have been older than 19 herself, although the itsy-bitsy thong bikini she had been prancing around the beach in indicated she was far from innocent. She didn't speak a word of English and Lucas didn't know any Spanish, but that didn't stop him from getting her bikini off in ten minutes flat, and in less than another ten minutes he had her on her knees sucking a white boy's cock for the first time, and now he was fucking her so hard she was about to pass out. Nat stared at his gorgeous ass and it bounced on the island girl's bubble butt, and she sped up her masturbating, wanting to cum at the same time the Lucas did, but she was interrupted as a cold, wet splash of salt water doused her sizzling body. "Aagh!" Nat cried, her nipples perking up from the cold water. "Hey Na! Wanna go for a swim!" Siobhan asked, standing directly over Nat's face. She was completely naked except for a wet t-shirt that left her entire midsection exposed, and the white material was so transparent that her nipples were plainly visible. Her vulva and vaginal mound were still very swollen and pink, but was only half the size it had been the night of the mission. Her body was still processing all of the drugs Dr. Yen and the ogres had pumped into her, but her energetic young body and impressive metabolism were doing a good job processing it, with the inevitable effect of boosting her libido into overdrive. Siobhan had worked up a decent tan, but her skin was still peachy white around her breasts and where the outline of a thong rode up her thighs. She had a thong-bikini tanline that she was currently trying to get rid of by not wearing any panties. "No," Nat groaned, continuing to masturbate. "Oh . . . alright," Siobhan sighed sadly. "Well, can I masturbate with you?" Nat growled, but nodded, and the little red head giggle happily and she crawled down on top of her new role-model and hero. Nat shivered from the cold wetness of Siobhan's body, but the feeling of their perky tits smashing together felt good, and Siobhan was pressing her leg against Nat's vulva in a way that felt amazing. The two girls hugged as they gently grinded their pussies together, and soon they were both whimpering erotically and exchanging small, intimate kisses. This activity drew a few more stares, but still this was not unusual for the locals, and it wasn't as if Nat and Siobhan were the only lesbian couple fucking each other on the beach at that moment. "Damn you two look good together," Lucas complimented. He was walking back to them naked and glorious, his muscular body dripping with sweat and his erect cock swaying with every step. He was holding it with one hand and stroking it gently. "Can I finish on you?" Nat looked past him to see the petite island girl he had been fucking was totally passed out. Her face was catatonic and blissful, buried in her towel as her ass stuck up in the air, and her little pussy was still gushing with her own cum, but not Lucas's. She had clearly cum several times, but Lucas hadn't popped even once. Nat gave Siobhan a deep, tongue-filled kiss, and the turned her head upward to Lucas's thick bitch-breaker, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue, welcoming his nut like a hungry baby bird. Siobhan did the same, her tongue touching Nat's along the side. "Holy shit," Lucas grunted, beating his dick angrily. "That looks so fucking hot! FUCK!" Lucas came, and he showered the two girls with several thick ropes of cum that splashed across their faces and tongues, filling both of their mouths and then some. A good amount of it soaked into Siobhan's red hair, but she didn't mind, since he had cum over every inch of her body by now. Lucas beamed like a sun-god as he kneeled down and fed Nat his cock, and she sucked it clean while Siobhan ran her own tongue over Nat's face, scooping up the puddles of cum that covered her. Lucas then pulled his dick out and lifted it up, so Nat could lick and suck the bottom of his balls, and so Siobhan could get a turn sucking on the bulbous head. "This is fun, but I need to get cleaned up," Nat said, smacking her lips against Lucas' salty testicles. "How about we head back to the hotel and share a hot, steamy shower?" Siobhan giggled happily and kissed her again, which clearly meant 'yes.' #### The three lovers were all arms and thrusting hips as they clumsily stumbled into their shared hotel room, a modestly small two room suite with a single large bed that overlooked the coastline. That bed had gotten a lot of use in the last week, as had the couch, and the chairs, and the table . . . and just about every other flat surface available. It took Nat forever to swipe her keycard through the security-slot and Lucas's hand groped up and down her own slit, while Siobhan was whining for more attention as she ran kisses up and down Nat's arms, and was grinding her hairless pussy against Nat's leg. The trio made it only about five steps into the room before falling over one another, Nat practically throwing Siobhan over the couch so that her perky little butt stuck out and separated, revealing her swollen pussy, which she wiggled with eager, impatient lust. Nat grabbed Lucas's thickening cock and stroked it to life, kissing the young man deeply as she lead pulled him toward Siobhan's dripping Irish pussy, leading him by the cock like a dog on a leash. She giggled a little as she slapped the heavy cock up into Siobhan's very sensitive pussy, and was happy to see how it made the little girl squirm and whimper so pathetically. Siobhan was shivering with anticipation and just a little bit of fear, knowing intimately just how hard Lucas could fuck, but she wanted it, and she wanted it bad. Lucas grabbed two fistfuls of Siobhan's ass and pulled her back, pushing his cock deep into her swollen snatch and causing the little slut to squeal and bite down on a pillow to stop from screaming. Her pussy gushed like a piece of fruit being hit with a hammer as Lucas fucked her, and if Siobhan was hoping for a gentle fuck she wasn't going to get it, because Nat was provoking Lucas to thrust harder and harder but tapping her finger against his tight anus and cradling his heavy balls in her other hand. "Fuck her," Nat whispered into his ear. "Fuck her hard. Fuck her like you want to hurt her. Fuck her like you're trying to prove a point. She needs it anyway, you both do. This is the best way to get the drugs out of your system, so don't feel bad about slamming this little slut's brains out. C'mon stud, I want to hear her yelp. FUCK HER!" Nat slapped his ass, spanking him hard to get him to fuck Siobhan even harder. He did grunting deeply as his abdominals clenched tightly, his thrusts slamming the little girl so hard that he was almost sending her over the couch. Siobhan lost her grasp on the pillow and started crying, tears of severe, painful bliss rolling down her cheeks. Nat leaned over to kiss Siobhan's cheek, running her tongue over the little girl's face, and loving the salty taste of her tears. This was not typical behavior for Nat. She was usually reserved, cool, and shy. She was not sexually extroverted or dominant, and she did not go looking for sex, partly because she was good-looking enough that she knew she could get it when she wanted it, but also partly because sex never came with strings unattached, and she hated strings. She was a little stunned with herself for acting this way, but she didn't hold back either. Maybe it was the drugs in her body, maybe it was the sexual liberty of the island, maybe it was because she still hated the shit out of this stupid, slutty little redhead she had become so endeared with, or maybe it was a combination of all those things, but Nat felt a sense of liberation, catharsis, and dominance that she never had before.