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Zelda Donovan had a problem.

A big problem.

A big, long, fat, throbbing, hot problem…

Her problem was her boyfriend’s huge cock which was currently making her mouth water (literally, she was having to wipe drool from the corner of her mouth) as it teasingly bulged through Gorgug’s pants, pressing against her bare leg with such insistence that she thought it might leave a mark.

She groaned into the hot kiss, cupping Gorgug’s massive jaw and running a thumb over the tip of his tusk, shivering in anticipation as his gigantic hands shifted from her back to her waist, a slight pressure on her hips.

Zelda knew he was holding back, knew that he wanted to push her down to grind against his arousal, his hands were so big he could almost wrap them around her and have his fingers meet and with his strength that was disproportionate to even his huge frame, he could easily pin her down to his crotch but he was always so worried about hurting her or scaring her that he restrained his more animalistic desires.

She took the initiative herself and shifted her legs, one in between Gorgugs’ so she was straddling his thigh, nudging his other leg away with her knee, allowing her to sink down, pressing her ever exposed pussy against the still growing bulge, squeezing her eyes closed and biting her lip with a whimper as she felt it twitching against her, as if it was trying to rip it’s way out of its confines.

Fuck, she wished it would, wished that her boyfriend would keep her held there, unable to move as he angled his huge cock up to thrust into her pussy that was so wet it must be leaving a wet spot on his pants.

She doubted he’d be able to fit inside her entirely, given her small stature, but she would give anything to have him try, to have him shove into her cunt with no regard for her safety or comfort, ignoring her screams as he thrust deeper and deeper. 

She hadn’t measured his length (she wanted to) but knew for a fact he was big enough to leave her unable to walk straight for a month if he properly went for it. But the few times she’d been able to convince him to fuck her with his cock, he had gone slowly, allowing her to grow accustomed to each inch before adding more, only getting a third of his length into her eventually which he thrust in and out, tenderly.

It was sweet. Really.

And Zelda loved how caring Gorgug was. Mostly.

And their sex was very good, lovely even.

But she didn’t want lovely.

Letting out a growl of excitement as she considered what she did want, Zelda pulled away from the passionate kiss for a moment to let out a breathless curse.

“Are… you ok?” panted Gorgug.

“I’m fine, I’m fine, just… ah fuck, keep going,” she whimpered in response as she felt Gorgug’s cock twitch between her legs, kissing him on the lips again then kissing his jaw.

She didn’t want tenderness, or sweet, or caring. She didn’t want to be ok. She wanted to be fucked. To have her body used, violated, punished. She wanted to get her holes fucked so hard she would never be able to forget it. 

“Ah… it’s just… Zel’? We don’t have to… y’know if you don’t want to?”

Zelda cursed internally, most of the time she loved her boyfriend’s parents, but did they really have to drill so many ideas of ‘consent’ and ‘checking in’ and ‘not breaking things’ and ‘not using your sexual partner as a mindless fucktoy to destroy with your massive cock’ into him?

“I want this,” she emphasised her answer by grinding her hips down again, making Gorgug growl slightly and fuck that growl did stuff to her.

“I want this,” she repeated, and ducked down to bite the soft flesh of his shoulder.

Another growl, louder this time, and Gorgug’s hands tightened on her hips as he straightened up slightly, grinding her down with a formidable strength that made her wilt.

And then it was over. Gorgug pulled his hands away with a jerk and moved back, Zelda finding her mouth emptied with a whine of annoyance.

“I umm, I think that maybe we should, um, stop, or, yeah, y’know it was really fun but… yeah.”

“Gorgug,” pleaded Zelda not moving from his thigh but raising herself slightly from his cock, which seemed to follow her up anyway, “I know that your worried about hurting me and I love how kind you are but also, like, I really need you to just fuck me… or whatever.”

“I… yeah, I know it’s just… when I get into something I kinda… break it a lot,”

Please fucking break me Gorgug.

“I can take it, I promise!” Gorgug was clearly tempted but was able to shake his head.

And so Zelda reluctantly clambered off his lap and slumped beside him, taking in the sight of his still extremely erect cock.

Even with it contained, Zelda knew that it was massive, if he properly fucked her, you’d probably be able to see her stomach bulging obscenely even through her oversized hoody.

But she resigned herself to missing out on that. At least for now.

The rest of the time they had together was spent listening to intense heavy metal and making awkward (but still nice) small talk about barbarian class, before Zelda left to go home, Gorgug giving her a chaste kiss, his hands balled into fists at his sides.

And that was the problem, Zelda reflected, as she walked the darkening streets.

She was so close to what she wanted, what she needed. And she could tell that Gorgug needed it as well. He just needed a little push.

Or a large push as the case may be.

The next time they had a little privacy she had a plan to get them both where they needed to be. Once again they were in Gorgug’s room, his parents away for some artificing conference, and things were getting hot, zelda had again clambered into her boyfriend’s lap, even sitting on his thighs she had to tilt her head upwards in order to lock lips with him, and similarly he had to look down at her.

The reminder of the size difference was something which never failed to arouse Zelda, knowing that this guy she was grinding against could pick her up with one massive hand made her heart pump madly.

The makeout session had progressed quickly, far faster than usual.

She had started suck on Gorgug’s lower lip, grinding herself hard onto his hardening cock, digging her nails into his back, and pressing herself into him bodily, using her disproportionate strength to shove him to shove him back onto the bed, aggressively biting his lips, pulling his hair and making him hiss into the kiss. 

Zelda had been second guessing herself ever since she had come up with this plan, and she knew that the only way she could be sure of not losing her nerve at the last second was to be so desperate she might die if she didn’t get what she wanted.

And so, to achieve the right mindset, she had forgone masturbating. For almost a month.

She felt like her brain was screaming at her to fuck something. 

But it would be worth it.

“Zel-” ignoring her boyfriends panted words, Zelda kept rolling her hips, shoving herself down, her mind was so lust addled that she could swear her core was able to feel each vein and ridge of Gorgug’s massive cock.even through his boxers and jeans and instinctively a hand slid down his muscular stomach and began fiddling wildly with his belt buckle.

“Zel!” 

Zelda whined, still trying to press her lips to any part of her boyfriend they could reach as he grasped her hands and pushed her away

“Zelda! Are you sure you-”

“Yes! Please!” She almost cried.

“I just.. I don’t think that I can stop myself from…”

Sighing, Zelda stood up and moved over to her bag, pulling out two pairs of handcuffs.

“Ok, so, like, if you want, I could put these on you and then we could… you know, do stuff and you wouldn’t be worried about hurting me?”

Grogug looked dubiously at the metal chains.

“Are you sure they’ll hold?”

“Yes! I got them from Ostentatia, she swiped them from the police station last time she was there, they’re specifically made to hold super strong people.”

“Well if you’re sur-”

Zelda didn’t let him finish, she was so desperate, so needy after weeks of denying herself that she couldn’t wait any longer, she surged to straddle him, clicking the cuffs around his wrists then to the headboard, leaning down to kiss Gorgug with intensity.

“Thank you!”

She pulled herself up and forced a menacing expression, undermined slightly by the fact she was still grinding against his thigh.

“And I’m really sorry about this…”

“About what?”

“You’ll see,” she winked, making herself clamber off of him and beginning to unbuckle his belt.

It was honestly remarkable that Zelda only ripped his boxers off and not his jeans with how desperate she was.

She didn’t really need to, Gorgug’s throbbing erection was hanging down almost to his knees, only partially covered. But Zelda felt personally offended by anything in between her and her prize and so, with a burst of strength, she had ripped the underwear apart with her wickedly sharp teeth.

It was like looking upon something sacrosanct, a reverence and fear mixing with a sense of wonder as she gazed upon Gorgug’s huge cock.

For a while all she could do was stare, her mouth hanging open, practically drooling as she looked down at his length.

Eventually she mustered up the courage to grip the base with a shaking hand which was dwarfed by the mammoth dick, in fact even when she brought her other hand to it she still had to strain to touch her fingers together.

“I um… I know it’s a bit weird but-” Gorgug’s worried words were cut into a high pitched groan as Zelda opened her lips and took the head of his cock into her mouth.

Given the relative scarcity of non-humans-or-elves it was lightly Gorgug had never seen a cock similar to his.

While no part of it could be called “small” it tapered down the length unlike elven or human penis’, and the head was not so distinct when compared to the rest of his shaft and was about thin enough for her to touch her index finger and thumb together around it.

Fuck, she needed it in her, not that she would be able to take much of it.

But she had to wait.

After a few minutes of sucking on his head, Zelda pulled herself from Gorgug’s cock, she had spent a lot more time doing that than she had originally intended but she couldn’t help it.

With a bit of effort at the weight Zelda stood the massive penis up, perpendicular to Gorgug’s restrained body.

Gazing up at it, Zelda was sure she was only a step or two away from her pupils becoming heart shaped.

She cursed internally, she should have brought a tape measure.

Propping the shaft up with one hand she held up her other arm next to it and whimpered, her forearm, from elbow to hand, was still shorter than her boyfriend’s cock.

“Gods…! Such a beautiful cock!”

“Oh, um thanks I gue-”

“If only it was attached to someone who could use it,” Zelda felt her heart cringe slightly at the look of confusion and hurt on Gorgug’s face at that, but she kept her face as impassive as possible, this was an important part of the plan.

“Wha-?”

“Like, if this… perfect cock,” Zelda couldn’t resist the awed tone in her voice as she slowly jerked Gorgug off, pressing her lips to it in between words, “was on someone who could actually fuck me… wow…”

“Zel, I-”

“Imagine this thing on Ostentatia? She would hesitate to slap it against my face,” Zelda illustrated her point by knocking the heavy cock against her cheeks with loud, dull slaps, “grip my hair and force me to take it in my mouth,” she rose up and took the head passed her lips, “ ‘nd ‘en ‘orce i’ ‘own ‘y ‘roa’,” It was hard to speaking with such a large invader in her mouth but it was worth it to see Gorgug’s face, a mask of pleasure and confusion.

Pulling it out she repeated herself “and then force it down my throat,”

She dived back down, working through the discomfort to shove the head of his cock past the back of her throat, gagging slightly but managing to keep control as she kept jerking the rest of his shaft.

Pulling up again, Zelda smacked her lips appreciatively at the taste of his precum which still leaked profusely from his cock, easily covering it with Zelda’s jerking.

Sitting up, Zelda straddled Gorgug, pressing his cock down, between his torso and her sopping cunt as she began to roll her hips, grinding against it, drawing a low moan from the restrained boy.

“Or maybe Fig…” she caught a flash of something in Gorgug’s eyes at that and grinned, rocking faster and faster, the sight of his muscles starting to flex, tensing against the metal restraints.

“Ohhhh…. I bet she really lives up to the whole ‘the insatiable’ thing, fuck… can you imagine that baby? Your friend fucking your girlfriend with such a magnificent cock, making my stomach bulge, pulling back on my horns, making me look you in the eyes as she rails me, making me cum again and again.”

Leaning closer, Zelda continued her grinding, feeling herself growing wetter and wetter.

“Should I call her over now? Have her give you some pointers?”

Gorgug snarled. Straight up snarled. That almost made Zelda cum right there. It was a quiet, almost imperceptible noise but it was there, a bubbling anger hiding right behind her boyfriends face.

“I’m sure we can find her a dildo somewhere… maybe just get the real thing? I bet Fabian’s cock is even nicer than this,” she lied through her teeth, nothing could be better than the cock already teasing her to the point of orgasm.

Another snarl and Zelda smirked.

“-bet he can… ooh… bet he can use it properly too!”

“I can use it!” growled Gorgug, the vibrations of it shooting up through her body and making her weak, his muscles bulging as he began to pull against the cuffs in earnest.

“Ah! C-can you? Oh fuck… Cause it seems like I’m having to do all the work here, that- ahhh- that you have to be tied up for me to get any pleasure.”

“I just don’t want to hurt you!” Gorgug almost yelled and jerked forwards, the chains going tight, the metal bands digging into his flesh.

“Exactly! I’m not- Fuck - I’m not made of glass! I don’t need to be taken care of! I need to be Fucked! And clearly you can’t do that!”

Gorgug let out a bellow and strained so hard that the whole reinforced bed shook.

“Ohhh Gods…! Maybe I should see if I can get Tracker… have her… ooh… fuck me on the fullmoon, get her to rut me like a- a- fucking- fuckk- bitch in heat!”

Leaning back, Zelda stared defiantly into Gorgug’s rage filled eyes and continued to grind against his cock as she began furiously rubbing her clit.

“That’s what I need! Someone who fucks me like they don’t fucking care about me! I just need to get fucked!”

With that, Zelda exploded, a shower of pussy juices spurting out and covering Gorgug, hitting him square in the face.

Panting, she sat as straight as she could, “see?” she asked, panting heavily, “That’s how much I cum just from thinking about getting properly used and fucked by our friends… imagine how much i’m going to cum when they cum over and brutalise my holes for real?”

Zelda let out a laugh but then froze as, with a dawning sense of horror which made her far more excited than it should, she heard the distinctive, screeching sound of snapping steel.

A second later and the world spun around her as Gorgug, finally unleashed, leapt up, wrapping a hand around her throat so forcefully she could already tell it would bruise, and rising to his full, deliciously terrifying height, dragging the small girl up into the air with contemptuous ease, her legs kicking wildly as she slapped against his arm.

But it was like a bug stinging a giant for all the good it did, if anything it made the huge half orc squeeze her neck even tighter as he growled into her face, his tusks looking particularly fearsome only an inch from her.

Looking into her boyfriend’s eyes, Zelda could barely make out anything other than the primal, the animalistic, no hint of the caring and devoted man she loved.

She only had the time and energy to grin in perverse excitement as she felt his terrifying cockhead probe between her legs, before she was slammed down with a guttural roar. 

She had been right, even through her loose fitting hoodie, Zelda could distinctly make out the large, mouthwateringly obscene, bulge which appeared in her stomach with each crashing, eye rolling, toe curling thrust of Gorgug’s insane cock as he jackhammered in with seemingly no regard of her well being.

The repetitive motion was almost hypnotic, a physical demonstration of how she was being used as a mindless cocksleeve and she found herself unable to look away from her own distending belly, the grey material of her sole garment stretching out so badly she’d soon be able to wear it as a dress.

At least if Gorgug hadn’t decided that the thick cloth was offending him.

With a grunt of effort, while not slowing his vicious, brutal assault on her agonised pussy, Gorgug grabbed the collar of the hoodie and pulled, ripping the clothing with terrifying ease, Zelda’s annoyance at the destruction of her jumper completely displaced by the surge of arousal which accompanied her boyfriend’s demonstration of strength and lust which itself was eclipsed by a delectable mixture of sharp, shooting pain and deep, bone shaking pleasure as massive hands attacked her now exposed tits, grabbing them roughly, holding nothing back as they mauled her chest, nails digging in deep to her soft flesh and leaving marks, before pinching her hard nipples cruelly, drawing desperate shrieks of ecstasy from her mouth.

Following a series of short, sharp, slaps to each of her tits, Gorgug moved his hands to grip her upper arms painfully, allowing his weight to fall forwards; slamming her hard against the bed, snarling in her face as he, impossible, picked up the pace of his thrusts. In reality he must only be getting eight inches of his length into her but Zelda would swear she was being filled his entire arm if his hands weren’t digging into her shoulders.

Looking down, Zelda let out a low groan at the erotic sight of her bare belly bulging pornographically,  the deep, throaty rumble being interrupted with whimpers and pants as she felt the air getting shoved from her with each mind altering ram. 

God, seeing her belly expanding like that around her boyfriend’s gigantic cock, so much that it seemed to send vibrations which shook her tits madly, Zelda would happily look at that for the rest of her life.

That was until Gorgug decided she should look away, grabbing her hair and yanking her head back, forcing her to look into his wild, lust addled eyes, which almost seemed like they were growing steadily darker as Gorgug was giving in, and giving up his inhibitions to do what he wanted, what he needed.

Looking up into those savage, cruel eyes…

Zelda had never felt more in love.

She whined when he ducked his head down, instantly missing the animalistic eyes glaring at her, but what came next was enough to make her cum again.

Pain.

Exquisite fucking pain. 

Pain which burned through her body with a heat to rival that of the sun.

A scream which Zelda was unaware came from her own lips echoed through the room and Gorgug pulled away, blood dripping from his teeth, a terrifying grin on his face which made Zelda’s blood turn cold.

“Gorgug, Gorgug, no, stop, no, Gorgug, that’s the wrong- aaaghhhh!!!” The high pitched, pathetic wail which scraped its way out her lungs and up her throat and cut off her protestations was caused by Gorgug pressing his cockhead against her tight asshole, shoving and bucking wildly until he aimed and forced in hard, quickly returning his hands to grip the sides of Zelda’s skull, thumbs on her eyebrows, forcing her eyelids open again to make her stare into his, make her see his remorseless, merciless rage and lust.

Her screams continued but only seemed to egg Gorgug on as she tried to buck hard against his body but to no avail, he had her pinned down hard and she couldn’t get leverage.

The pain that had erupted dwarfed anything which had preceded it, and only the slim head of her boyfriend’s cock had managed to invade her asshole. If the pain was less intense she would be cursing herself for coming up with this idiotic plan. As exciting as it was to think of Gorgug unleashed, she had not considered he would be so determined to fuck her ass.

She had thought about it of course, had even floated the idea to Gorgug once or twice but he had never seemed interested and in her fantasies there was a great deal more preparation.

As the pain calmed from brain splitting torture to just regular agony, Zelda was unaware that her desperate struggling had started to morph into incredibly awkward attempts to roll her hips back and meet Gorgug’s unrefined thrusts, only conscious of the screams which burned her throat and intensified with each inch of cock roughly forced into her.

Beyond the pain in fact the only thing she could register was a raw, unparalleled and instinctual anger, as the desperation and fear died away with each ignored pleading or scream, the fiery rage built within her and, as Gorgug slumped over her slightly to gain a better angle, she lurched up and did the only thing she could do to fight back, biting him hard on the neck.

If she was slightly more cognisant of her situation she might have felt a surge of deep regret and fear when Gorgug responded with an ear splitting roar which seemed to shake the walls.

As it was, all Zelda felt was anger, triumph and a rush of adrenaline.

She attempted the trick again, ignoring that since he had straightened up Gorgug was now out of range, gnashing her teeth ferociously in the empty air until she was stopped by a new source of sharp pain which made her head spin.

A massive slap and whipped her head to the side, the crashing sound as loud as her abandoned screams, cutting through the noises of this violent fuck session as Gorgug continued his desperate, needy thrusts.

For a brief second which felt longer, Zelda’s mind cleared, as if the pain from the slap had knocked the rest of the pain out of her and it was replaced with a wave of ecstasy she couldn’t describe, the feeling of having Gorgug rut against her, filling her tight ass with no regard for her was beyond anything she had experienced before.

Then the pain rushed in like water filling a space and she shrieked out again, only to be silenced as she was unceremoniously flipped onto her stomach, her arms getting tangled uncomfortably in the remains of her hoody.

Zelda tried to jerk her head back up but a sudden weight shoved it down into the mattress, muffling her screams as Gorgug forced her onto her knees, spreading her asscheeks as he continued to relentlessly force his way inside. His foot, which was the weight Zelda felt on her head, kept his girlfriend trapped and left Gorgug’s hands free to manipulate her body into position, yanking her hips up, digging his massive fingers into her soft flesh, the nails stinging as he clawed at her writhing body until he had a good vantage point and slammed down hard.

If the past treatment had been rough, this was brutal.

Gorgug rammed his hips down, violently lifting her hips up to meet his thrusts; it no longer seemed like he was trying to gain any pleasure from this, rather his only goal was to sheath himself fully inside the girl beneath him whose screaming was being swallowed by the mattress which was quickly becoming drenched in her own drool.

Despite the head of his cock being thinner than one might expect from something so long, it quickly grew in girth, to the point that it was about as large as her wrist at the base (Again: hadn’t measure, again: really wanted to) and as Gorgug shoved himself further and further into her, snarls and growls his only response to her wailed bagging which quickly devolved into hoarse grunts, Zelda could feel her tight hole getting spread further and further.

For any other couple this jump to anal would be nigh on unthinkable, but for two sex-starved barbarians it was horrible.

Horrible in the same way a fight was, painful and aggravating and insanely arousing.

With each jolt and awkward thrust which sent fresh waves of agony through Zelda’s now limp body she could feel the lust which clouded her mind getting thicker and thicker, her pussy was screaming for attention so loudly that it drowned out the occasional shriek she managed to let out.

She would never be able to verbalise this euphoric sense of violent and painful violation, in fact only one word was able to make itself heard through the world bending haze of desire in her brain:

More.

She tried to verbalise her thought but was only capable of a meaningless groan which was all but smothered by the mattress anyway.

Gorgug apparently got the message though and seemed to redouble his efforts, not pausing to let her grow accustomed to each additional inch, instead forcing himself deeper and deeper, getting more and more into her, getting so deep that Zelda could swear she was about to be ripped in two.

She did her best to rise her hips up to meet his next thrust, but Gorgug seemed to think she was trying to escape and a massive smack echoed through the room, even though the impact of his giant hand slamming down on her already sore ass was muffled by her fur, making her squeal pathetically as she was shoved into the bed even harder.

Clearly liking the sound Gorgug continued his assault on her muscular ass cheeks: and not the sharp blows meant to sound worse than they were: full on, flat handed smacks which instantly caused redness with force which would intimidate an owlbear.

It was like he was taking revenge for all the time he had been forced to stare at her bare ass in public and not be able to do a single thing about it.

He was certainly doing something about it now though: following each wild slap with a painful grope, his huge hand squeezing her bruised ass: often he would feel her ass and even rub it but Zelda could always tell her was holding back, now that he was letting loose it felt like each slap, each grope was a reminder that her ass belonged to him.

But apparently it wasn’t enough of a reminder: clearly he would only be satisfied by filling her ass completely, something he was still struggling to do, understandably given the size of his cock.

With a grunt of frustration, Gorgug slammed himself down once more: while Zelda was sure she had been filled more than anyone else in history, in truth she had only taken about half of Gorgug’s cock: an issue he was determined to rectify.

With a display of strength which would make Zelda weak in the knees if she could feel them, he tangled a hand in her hari and around one of her horns, yanking her up and half lifting from the bed, his obscene length still half embedded in her ass.

Wrapping an insanely muscular arm around Zelda’s torso, just below her tender breasts, he lifted her up, her own hands clasping around his forearm.

For a second everything was still, like the moment before the dive on a roller coaster, and Zelda let out a whine of terror and anticipation which quickly twisted into a scream as she was slammed down hard onto her boyfriend’s cock.

Gorgug was unrelenting, pulling her up into the air and crashing her back down with the strength to throw a bloodrush player through the air down a corridor.

Thinking of that comparison, combined with the tight grip around her chest and the burning agony from her ass shot Zelda over the edge of her first orgasm in weeks, she could barely feel the wave of euphoric pleasure over the seemingly endless crescendo of pain and desperation but she could feel her legs shaking and flailing wildly as her pussy clenched and protested unsuccessfully against its own emptiness.

Either he thought that Zelda’s kicking was an attempt to escape or he just wanted to punish her for cumming before he did but Gorgug pulled his hand from her hair and brought it slamming down with a sharp slap, connected hard with her pussy, drawing a scream with the sudden pain.

Bucking wildly Zelda felt more and more slaps connecting, almost distracting her from the aching pain in her anus, before she collapsed against Gorgug’s massive chest sobbing not from pain, well not just from the pain, but from a complete and total sensory overload.

She was so overwhelmed that she barely noticed the pain from her crotch had been replaced with pleasure, she slaps replaced by furious fingering, Gorgug’s hand so big that he was easily able to rub her sensitive clit with his thumb while shoving his fingers into her embarrassingly wet cunt.

It was quite possible that she came more than a few times under this treatment, but she was far beyond the ability to keep track of things like that.

In fact the next thing she was aware of was finally being slammed down onto Gorgug’s hips, his cock fully hilted inside her.

Resting for a few seconds, panting heavily, Gorgug raised Zelda up that brought her back down, raising his hips to meet her. Even with Gorgug’s arm in the way, Zelda was able to make out the way her stomach was bulging with each thrust: such a vulgar sight, with the impossibly arousing feeling of being used in such a reckless manner, like she was nothing more than a fucktoy, was so hot that Zelda could swear that she could feel her brain permanently changing to become addicted to this.

Unfortunately it didn’t last anywhere near as long as she wanted it to, it was as if Gorgug had waited until the pain had dulled to the point that the pleasure was starting to overtake it before he decided he’d had enough.

Without any ceremony, Zelda felt the constricting feeling of Gorgug’s arm around her chest slacken and then disappear, a second later the bed seemed to rush up to meet her.

There was something indescribably weird about having such a massive length yanked from her ass, resulting in a pornographic pop, but Zelda didn’t have long to consider it as once more her horns were grabbed and she was dragged to her knees, the head of her boyfriend’s cock presented to her lips.

She didn’t have time to fight or struggle against it, unable to even close her panting mouth before Gorgug jerked forwards and filled her mouth in an instant.

But that wasn’t enough for him, gripping Zelda’s horns to keep her head still as he thrust forwards, not allowing her a second for the taste to register in her mind, quickly forcing himself deeper, down to the back of her throat and beyond, her gagging and choking only seeming to incentivise him as he kept bucking wildly.

A third party would be able to see Zelda’s throat bulge as she desperately punched and scratched at Gorgug’s legs to no avail.

Finally, after what must have been hours of teasing, Gorug let out a deafening cry of ecstasy as he exploded in the single most intense orgasm of his life.

The same third party would now see Zelda’s throat bulge wider as she was forced to gulp down a truly idiotic volume of orcish cum.

While her stomach had been distended before it had quickly returned to its original shape.

Not so this time, with such an influx of viscous liquid, her stomach was filled quickly and still there was more, forcing it to its limits, expanding her belly to the point it looked like a perverted parody of a pregnancy.

Even with this there was nowhere near enough space for all of Gorgug’s jizz and quickly it began coming up in waves, around his cock, bursting out of Zelda’s lips and spraying out across her face and Gorgug’s crotch.

With the titanic orgasm, Gorgug quickly exhausted himself, to the point that he lost the ability to stand; falling back, luckily remaining on the bed, dragging his cock with him out of Zelda’s throat, still spraying cum, covering her face and chest, drenching her hair while she collapsed herself, choking and spluttering as she all but vomited up waves of cum.

Gorgug uttered the first coherent words he had in a long time, his voice sounding hoarse and weak.

“Zel, I… I’m so, sorry, I don’t know wha-”

He was cut off as Zelda straightened up and sprung onto him, kissing him deeply with an incredible passion, ignoring that her mouth was still full of his cum, but he didn’t seem to mind.

“Don’t! Don’t you dare apologise for that…” she panted, then grinned, “that was the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me!”

“R-really?”

“I don’t think I've ever come that much in my life! D-did you enjoy it?”

“Fuck yes…” Gorgug kissed her back for a few seconds before she collapsed off him, laying next to him.

Zelda found herself rubbing her engorged, round belly as they lay in silence (relative silence, they were both letting out loud grunts and moans along with a chorus of pants as they basked in the afterglow) and a thought occurred to her as she felt the warmth of Gorgug’s cum through her skin.

“Hey,” she managed, hoarsely, as she leaned her head on Gorgug’s shoulder, his rippling muscles sending another wave of excitement through her, “next time… if you want… I wouldn’t be opposed to you coming in my… y’know … or whatever… if you wanted to, it’s silly.”

Zelda could feel Gorgug’s head moving to look down on her and she shifted slightly to see his sweat covered face wearing an expression of deep befuddlement she was very familiar with and she couldn’t suppress a shy smile at how quickly her boyfriend had reverted into his adorable himbo state.

“What are you saying? I’m sorry if you said it and I missed it or whatever but I’m just not really clear on-”

“I want you to cum in my pussy, Gorgug,” blurted Zelda and buried her blushing face into his shoulder.

“...But that would mean…”

“I… I want you to get me… y’know…. Pregnant I guess,”

Gorgug was silent for a few seconds and Zelda chanced to look up at him, finding him smiling thoughtfully, but what drew her attention was the spark of animalistic desire which had taken hold of him earlier and it made her quiver with a mixture of dread and excitement.

“What do you think?”

Gorgug responded with an edge to his voice which actually made Zelda whimper.

“I’m thinking about how much fun I’m going to have breeding you…” 

Zelda had to bite her lip to stop herself moaning at the word ‘breeding’.

“You know… if you’re sure that’s what you want?” 

Laughing, Zelda turned herself over so she was straddling her boyfriend and planted a kiss on his lips. He was way too cute.

But also, she reflected as one massive hand reached up onto her back, the cold metal of the cuff pressing against her spine, he was way too sexy.