Debauchery In A Woman's World

The shaman had spent the week preparing something else, something that used the Fondel boy's corrupted blood and the slow draining of the king's own life force into the vessel. The angel's body was being rewritten to accept what it should have rejected.

Garkash's rhythm broke. His breathing turned harsh. He slammed deep one last time and came hard, pumping thick ropes of cum into her pussy in long, heavy pulses that made his whole body shudder.

Gabriella's legs locked around his waist at once and held him there. Her heels dug into his back like she was afraid he would pull away before she had taken every drop. She groaned and contracted around him, milking him dry.

When the Orc King finally pulled out, a heavy trail of white cum followed and spilled down the curve of her ass onto the wood.

The angel lay there breathing hard, eyes still distant, still hungry. One hand already drifted between her legs, fingers pushing into her cum-filled pussy as if the emptiness offended her.

Garkash laughed, low and satisfied. He wiped sweat from his brow with the back of a thick forearm. "That was the best fuck. I'll be back after fifteen minutes, beautiful."

He slapped one of her huge breasts and watched it jiggle, then walked out, telling Jibreel to clean up.

As soon as the heavy door closed, Jibreel stepped close and put a hand on her belly. A faint blue light glowed under his palm as he read her womb.

"Nothing," he said aloud. "Your womb rejects the Orc King, woman. Can't you make an exception once?"

Gabriella slightly opened her eyes. She put a finger into her pussy, brought out some of the thick semen, and licked it.

"Unless you are going to fuck me, fuck off, pathetic shaman. Angels can't bear babies to mortals. Whatever deranged experiments you have, turn them toward erotic things and satisfy me instead. If you have magic, give the King's cock more girth and ribs. That is what I want."

Jibreel cursed and turned away. He was honestly shocked how much the angel's personality had changed over the week. The woman from heaven's host who had despised debauchery was now indulging in it maddeningly, and it had become her entire reason for existence.

Who was this Fondel boy that his blood had such magic?

The Orc-shaman went to his alchemy table. A thick purple-red potion bubbled over a low flame. Under it a very thick purple mud had gathered—an extract from the dark process over the past week.

He had prepared it from the boy's blood, his own ancestral magic, and material he had extracted from the angel's mouth when she arrived. A colorless goop had been administered to her, made from similar material as the boy's magical blood.

Jibreel lifted the flask as Garkash entered the room again. Gabriella saw him and immediately bent over, turning her spread ass toward him.

"Fuck me, Orc. Fuck me more."

While Garkash drooled at the pink holes in the huge butt being presented to him, his cock was flaccid.

"I have already cummed seven times today," he told her. "I need some food and sleep before I am horny again."

This was quite strange for an Orc who never ran out of semen and horniness.

Jibreel stepped forward.

"My King. I have a remedy for your affliction. If you consume this, you will never need to rest."

Garkash narrowed his eyes for a moment and then looked at Gabriella's ass swaying and inviting him. He took the flask and drank the red goop. He choked on it for a moment but ingested it anyway.

Almost immediately his cock stood up. In fact it became more engorged, turned purplish, and strange outgrowths appeared on the surface like barbed wire.

Garkash's eyes turned black and glazed over. His musculature bloated and his skin smoked.

Gabriella saw this and her eyes widened in anticipation. She pulled her ass open with her fingers.

"I can't wait."

Garkash growled and jumped on Gabriella. The first thrust failed because her pussy was too small for his engorged, barbed cock. Even though she tried to spread with a painful cry it was useless.

Garkash did not have the patience. His second thrust was so powerful it went through.

Gabriella let out a shriek that echoed in the camp. Tears filled her eyes. Then the Orc King started thrusting.

It was so powerful and so large that you could see his cock drilling into her lower belly from the side. He began pounding at her. He changed poses and continued.

When Garkash tried to fuck her asshole, Jibreel intervened. "My King, we are trying to make an heir for you. Don't waste the remedy in the other hole."

Garkash was barely listening but he went after her pussy anyway. In fifteen minutes he was pounding her so hard the land was quaking. Gabriella's gasps were cracking the floor.

And then purple flames appeared on the Orc King's shoulders. His mutant cock made one final thrust deep. The sound of ejaculation was like a basilisk's vomit.

Purple cum filled Gabriella's insides and pooled out of her, not finding enough space. Her entire belly turned purple-white. Her eyes became glazed and dark like Garkash's.

Garkash let out a groan along with Gabriella, completely spent. Then he pulled out of her in a purple splash of cum and fell to the side. His cock and body reverted to earlier.

Jibreel rushed to his king and helped him up into a chair.

"Are you okay, my King?"

Garkash grinned. "What is this magical goop you fed me? I could see stars and suns. I need more of that."

"Of course. I will make more for you."

Jibreel turned to Gabriella and immediately placed a hand over her belly. It glowed purple but then turned to white. The glow stayed on her belly and did not let go. Jibreel's eyes widened.

"It worked! The angel is impregnated!"

Garkash's jaw was open. "I have a heir with the angel?"

"Yes, my King!"

"You have outdone yourself, Jibreel!"

"Thank you, your grace!"

"What is this you put inside me!" Gabriella snapped. "Take it out! This is not possible!"

Garkash slowly stood as he recovered. His stitches were all open and he was bleeding heavily. But there was a wide grin on his face.

"You will bear my child, angel. Feel privileged that you won't live a life of being a cum cauldron."

Just then horns started sounding. A guard ran inside, looking bewildered.

"What is it?" Garkash demanded.

"My King! We are under attack! The Dark Nymphs are back!"

Garkash's grin faded. He looked at the still-trembling angel, at the faint glow under the skin of her belly, then at the open door. The black began to creep back into his eyes.

"Then let them come," he said. "My child will be born into a world where Orcs already rule."

The horns outside grew louder as the Orc King put on his armor and walked outside.