Chapter 27: Futa Trickery! Hot Futa Passion Turns Wicked

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Brígida Vasquez
The futa-treant crushed my throat with her tight fingers. They strangled me with such strength, I couldn’t breathe. And if I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t cast spells. They all had somatic components. My lungs burned. Spots of darkness flashed across my vision.

I was dying. And the whole harem was dying with me.

The futa-treants—who’d had come out of the woods after the thunderstorm conjured by Myra and her bitches praying to the Goddess of Betrayal—had seemed nice. So loving. Willow had trusted them, and she was a futa-dryad.

They fucked us. We fucked them. Then ... they turned on us.

Lada was beside me, her face turning purple. She lay on her back, woody hands around her throat. I knelt doggy style, a wooden dick in my asshole. I stared at my friend. She stared back at me. A look of fury crossed her face.

Her fist lashed out and struck the arm of the futa-treant holding me. Wood cracked. The grip on my throat slackened for one second. I screamed out two words.

“Gaa Eeahir!”

Fire exploded behind me. The futa-treant holding me recoiled back. Flames crackled. She ripped her futa-woodie out of my asshole and stumbled. Her hands came free of my throat. I sucked in a breath, deep and ragged inhalations. I coughed a moment later, half-collapsing.

The others were dying.

I bolted to my feet. Every one of us was being strangled. “Gaa Eeahir!”

The futa-treant holding Lada’s burst into flames. The monster girl threw back her head, the flames burning her body. She ripped away and stumbled towards the brush, retreating. Just like the one that I had set on fire.

I whirled and spotted Virginia. Her hand went limp. Her eyes rolled back in her head. If we lost her, this was all over.

“GAA EEAHIR!”

Lada Volkov

I was free. And I was pissed.

The futa-treant strangling Queen Virginia burst into flames. In wordless pain, she rushed back into the woods, fleeing. The other treants were looking at us, the girls struggling. My cheerleaders were fighting back, but they couldn’t pry those fingers from the throats.

I jumped past Brígida and cashed into the futa-treant strangling Aria. The Black girl trembled on the ground, whimpering in pain. I would save her from this torment. I grabbed the treant and snapped its arm.

It whirled and punched at me.

I jumped back, Aria free and choking. We’d need her healing magic and fast. Flames erupted behind me. The treant advanced on me, her branches thrusting from the top of her head rustling. An expression of hatred shone in her eyes.

I grabbed her arm and twisted it. I spun her around and crashed her into an actual tree. The branches atop her head snapped. I grabbed the back of her neck and crashed her head into the tree again. And again. The bark splintered. Sap oozed out. I threw the treant down, not sure if I killed her or not.

Others were getting up, but there were still so many of them killing my friends.

Saffron Homewood

Darkness crushed down on me. The world rang in my ears. This vast rushing, like a sea that washed over me. A sea that would take me away from this pain. I just had to relax into it. I couldn’t breathe. The damn treant had me pinned on my belly, my face in the dirt, her knee in my back.

I was dead.

A muffled shout. The hands ripped from me.

I sucked in a deep breath of air. I spasmed on the ground, coughing. It hurt to draw in more lungfuls of sweet and beautiful oxygen. My body came alive. My limbs spasmed. I rolled over and saw my rescuer.

Chipmunk had grabbed the treant. The dark elf assassin pulled her bound hands over her legs and got them in front of her. Dark daggers appeared in her hands and she plunged them both into the neck of the treant. Wood snapped. Her head came off.

I gasped at that, struggling to stand. Chipmunk could kill me. Only she didn’t attack me. She staggered to her feet and threw her dagger at a treant strangling Addy. The blade buried in the monster girl’s head. She slumped over to the side.

Addy the Futa-Witch twitched. She didn’t wake up, but her breasts rose and fell. She breathed again. I had to help the others. Chipmunk’s bound hands twisted about and threw a dagger at another one strangling Ocean.

Lada ripped a futa-treant off Avice.

Flames burned up and down the line. Willow’s attacker burst into fire and darted off into the woods. The dryad coughed and spasmed, tears on her cheeks. More and more girls were up. Iseul, Mio, and Brígida were casting spells.

Fires burned everywhere. Lada dashed off to help Kali who was up the trail. Aria was chanting healing magic, praying to the Goddess of the Breast. It was already over. I felt so useless. I glanced at Chipmunk.

She fell to her knees before me, her ring gag still in place.

I put a hand on her. “That’s a good girl. You’re cumming tonight. Oh, my god, you’re cumming tonight.”

Virginia Homewood

“Did we lose anyone?” I cried, moving through my girls. Many were coughing on the ground, waiting for a priestess to come save them. “Kali!”

“I got her!” Lada shouted. She ran down the trail holding the elf limp in her arms.

I clapped hands over my mouth. Fear trembled through me as I stared at my injured elf. I swallowed. That hurt so much. My heart pounded in my chest. I flexed my fingers, so afraid of what I would learn.

“I-is she?”

“She’s alive,” Lada said. “Aria! I need you!”

I leaned back against the tree, relief sweeping over me. I looked around and saw Willow crying. She knelt over one of the futa-treants that had been killed. I rushed to my gentle futa-dryad. I fell to my knees and threw my arm around her. I pulled her to me.

“Shhh, shhhh,” I cooed, stroking her arm. “I’m here. I have you. It’s okay.”

She shook her head. “T-they shouldn’t have hurt us. They’re good. F-futa-treants are always good.”

I pressed her to my breast and stroked her hair. I didn’t know what to say to her. They had seemed so good at first, and then they had betrayed us. Just like that. They had turned on us when we were all in the throes of passion.

I gasped and looked around. “The smoke is dwindling. Willow, where to futa-treants live.”

“Groves.” She sniffed. “They live in groves.”

“That storm!” I stared up at the clear sky. “That storm that Myra and her dark priestesses conjured. It wasn’t to attack us. It was to enchant them. That lightning started fires out in the woods where the futa-treants came from. They betrayed us. That’s who Myra and her cunts were praying to. Ammuch. The Goddess of the Kiss and Mistress of Betrayal. They made those poor futa-treants hurt us.”

“No!” Such a fierce yell burst from Willow’s lips. “They’re the most innocent creatures in the world. They live happy, peaceful lives. They never harm. Never hurt and ... and ... We had to...”

“The Demon Lord did this!” Such fury shot through me. “I’m going to get that Golden Power. And with it, I am going to destroy her. I’m going to rip the Demon Lord apart. For the futa-treants. For the soldiers back at the fortress. For all that have suffered. And I need your help, Willow.”

“M-my help?”

“We’re heading to the Forest of Virgin Delights.” I smiled. “A place where the futa-unicorns live. How am I going to find my way to them? With a futa-dryad to lead me. That’s why you’re here. In my harem, everyone has a role. And that’s yours.”

She nodded, her tears spilling down her cheeks.

I cupped her face, staring into her green eyes. They were so gentle. I kissed my futa-dryad. I kissed her. Not with passion, but with love. With comfort. I hugged her and kissed her. She clung to me, trembling with the pain of today.

I joined her. Tears spilled down my cheeks. The Demon Lord and her cunt of a goddess did something terrible today. That would be answered. It would be dealt with. With the Golden Power, I would rise to the occasion.

I would defend this world and avenge all the Demon Lord had hurt.

Saffron Homewood

It was quiet on the rest of the day’s hike. We all had been loved by those futa-treants then betrayed by them. And it wasn’t even their fault. They had been bamboozled. Just like I had by that cunt-bitch-whore-slut-twatwaffle succubus.

But Chipmunk had surprised me. The dark futa-elf assassin had saved my life today. She could have let me die. Made her escape. She was the only one who didn’t get attacked by the futa-treants. Myra and her girls must have thought this was their chance to save Chipmunk for Ella.

She definitely had been a good girl today. I had broken her far, far faster than I thought. There must have been a submissive slut lurking in her. So as I walked with my own leash and collar in Virginia’s hands, I led Chipmunk behind me, gripping her leash attached to her collar. We were both the same.

And both so different.

I was just playing at being a submissive with my twin sister. It was no game with Chipmunk. The dark elf had truly become my submissive after only twenty-four hours. It made my futa-dick throb and my pussy clench.

Which was wonderful because my futa-dick was in my pussy, the stimulation making every step just an utter delight.

The sun sank closer and closer to the horizon. Closer and closer to when we had to stop for the night. We were still in the same forest where the futa-treants had attacked us, if several hours hiking away from that spot.

Kali came jogging down the trail. “Lady Virginia, there is a meadow ahead. There is a brook running through it. Clean water and plenty of firewood. We can easily build a camp here and rest the night.”

“Okay,” my twin sister said. “Lead the way.”

We soon arrived at the clearing. Lada and her futa-cheerleaders did a sweep while the others gathered firewood and started making four different fires, all arranged in a square. We would be sleeping in between them to have the most heat over us. Blankets were spread out in the clearing and food was broken out. Aria directed the cooking.

“Grow your cock, Chipmunk,” I commanded, pulling out the elastic band that kept her dick from cumming.

She moaned through her ring, unable to speak to me. I held the ring around her clit, watching her pink bud sprout and quickly fade to her pure-black skin. She was a shade as dark as night itself. With her silvery hair, it was so sexy. Her futa-dick grew bigger and bigger until she reached her full girth.

SNAP!

I let the band go. It closed about her, stopping her from cumming or from going soft.

Next, I removed her ring gag and thrust it at her. “You put this back on after you eat.”

She worked her jaw a few times. “Yes, Mistress.”

“Mistress,” Virginia said. My twin shook her head. “You really turned her into your pet.”

“Of course I did,” I said unhooking my leash. “Now let’s relax. Me and you are going to fuck my Chipmunk.”

“Oh, we are, are we?” she asked, rubbing at her belly.

“You okay?” I asked, giving her a strange look.

“Oh, just a little full,” she said. “I think I drank too much of those futa-treant’s cum or something. You know how you feel when you ate a lot.”

“Well, we’ll pump some cum out of you when you fuck Chipmunk with me,” I said.

“I’m not sure it works that way.”

I grinned at my twin. “It might. We’ll just have to have an experiment to find out. Whaddya say?”

She burst into giggles and shook her head. “That you’re incorrigible, you know that?”

SMACK!

She spanked my rump. I groaned at the feel of what she did. Her hand squeezed my butt-cheek. She gave me a hard look. “And don’t think I’ve forgotten that stunt you pulled to capture her. I know you were hurt. You were supposed to stay with the others.”

“I took a wrong turn,” I said, grinning impishly at her. “I tripped over one of the girls and just tumbled into the assassin.”

Virginia arched her eyebrow. “With all the tools necessary to turn her into your sex slave?”

“Always be prepared,” I said. “That’s the rogue’s motto.”

“And the Boy Scouts.”

“They stole it from us.” I stretched my back. “Well, let’s get our grub on. I’m starved.”

She gave my ass another squeeze. “Fine. Let’s eat, fuck your sex slave, then I am going to hold you tight tonight and make sure that you don’t get away.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” I purred. “Promise.” I cupped her face and kissed her.

The incestuous rush of kissing my twin sister shot through me. That was so delicious. I loved it. I shuddered, my pussy clamping down on my futa-dick tucked away nice and tight in me. Our tongues danced around the other. We kissed with such passion. It was such fun.

I broke the kiss and glanced over to see the food was being boiled. Chipmunk crawled before us as we joined the others. Two of the cheerleaders were on guard, the rest stripping out of their armor to relax in the perimeter of fires. It was warm inside. The harem was sitting in clusters, chatting and giggling as our food was handed out.

It was a savory stew made with some vegetables and meat. Hearty stuff. After a long day of adventuring, it felt so good to have it warming my belly. I sat with my twin sister, Chipmunk, Aria, Brígida, and Lada. We were all munching away.

“God, this is good, Aria,” Lada moaned, her big boobs heaving. “Just so delicious.”

“Yes,” Virginia moaned. “You heal us and feed us.”

“You’re like our very own Jesus,” I said, a big grin on my lips. That would have offended the old Aria, but the new one smiled at me.

“I know you’re just poking fun at me,” she said. “I am just me. I wanted to be a wife, and now I am to the most important person in the world.”

That made Virginia blush. Her cheeks went red, contrasting with her blonde hair. “Aria!” she squealed. “I’m not that important.”

“You’re the one the Demon Lord fears,” Chipmunk said.

We all glanced at her. The dark elf faced us without blinking. Her futa-dick thrust hard and swollen before her. She held her bowl in one hand, her spoon delicately clutched in the nimble fingers of the other.

“Is that Ella?” asked Virginia. “Is she the Demon Lord?”

Chipmunk snorted. “She thinks she’s the hero. Vixen has been whispering in her ears, telling her she’s the chosen one. A goddess. She has everyone at your school convinced she’s their savior. That she’s going to kill you and save the world.”

“But really, the Demon Lord’s going to use her to beat me,” Virginia said.

“She’s an innocent,” Chipmunk said. “She’s not evil. Not possessed. She believes she’s doing the right thing. There is nothing more dangerous than a woman who believes she’s fighting for morality. For good. She will cut you down in a heartbeat.” The dark elf glanced at my sister. “Can you kill her?”

Virginia stirred her spoon around in her bowl. “I won’t have to. I’ll save her. I’ll save everyone from the Demon Lord. I’m one-third of the way to getting the Golden Power.”

“We’ll see,” Chipmunk said. “But the Demon Lord knows it. Do not be surprised if her greatest weapon is waiting to stop you with a sword of starmetal in her hand. She will be burning with righteous fervor and supported by her witches and priestesses.”

Virginia swallowed.

“Well, we’ll be with her, Chipmunk,” I declared. “You’ll be standing at our side. We’re going to show them all that good will triumph over evil. We’ll defeat the Demon Lord and save our classmates.”

“I hope you’re right,” said the dark elf. She took another bite of her stew and shivered. “This is very good, Mistress Aria.”

I glanced at my sister. She looked shaken up by the words. I put my arm around her and pulled her against me. She rested her head on my shoulder. I kissed her cheek and then whispered, “We’ll save Ella and all the rest. That’s a promise.”

“Thank you,” she said.

“Mmm, and we still have to reward Chipmunk for being a good girl. I had such a wicked way to do it.”

Virginia stirred. She looked at me, still scared. I winked at her, knowing this was just what she needed. I pulled my cock out of my pussy while Chipmunk re-donned her ring gag, securing it behind her head. I didn’t have her hands bound.

She could have gotten out of those at any time. It was all about symbols now.

My sister stared down at my cock soaking in my juices. Then she ducked her head down and licked the side of it. She crossed my crown, sending a shiver of delight through me. I groaned, my dick twitching and throbbing. The pleasure shot down me.

My cunt clenched. It felt incredible. I moaned, so ready to do naughty and wicked things with her. We would have a blast. I could feel that energy mixing in the air. Her tongue danced around my crown, cleaning up more and more of my passion.

“Mmm, that’s good,” I moaned. “But don’t you want to play with Chipmunk. Though, if you want to blow me, sis, I’m up for it!”

She licked my cock one more time and sat up. Her blonde hair swayed around her face. “Okay, what do you have in mind.”

“Well,” I said. “We each have a girl-cock, and it occurred to me that we could stuff them both in Chipmunk’s asshole at the same time. Just fuck her bowels real hard.”

My twin sister shot her head up and gave me such a shocked look. “Holy fucking shit, that’s the nastiest thing I have ever heard in my life! Yes! Yes! Yes! Let’s do that. Let’s double-fuck your pet in the ass!”

Beside us, Chipmunk moaned in delight. She nodded her head, her purple eyes so bright. They almost glowed in the firelight. Her tongue wiggled about in her ring gag. I smiled at her, so eager to give her that delight. I would make it amazing for her.

I stretched out on my back, my futa-dick thrusting up into the air. I shook it at her, precum beading at the tip. “You know what to do, right, pet?”

Chipmunk nodded and moaned, drool spilling out of her forced-open mouth. Her small breasts quivered, and her bound futa-dick throbbed. She crawled to me and threw her midnight-black leg over my body. Her skin contrasted so sharply with my light-beige flesh. Her shadowy fingers grabbed my cock, lifting it.

She pressed my dick into her taint and then slid it to her asshole. She winked at me before she impaled her bowels down my cock. Her sphincter swallowed my cock like a pro. She engulfed my cock with such passion. It was incredible. I Loved how she sank all the way on me in a flash.

“Oh, my fucking god,” I groaned, my futa-dick throbbing in the velvety heaven of her asshole.

Her futa-cock slapped into my belly. The midnight shaft twitched on my pale belly. I smiled and grabbed her dick. I stroked her as she shuddered. My thumb rubbed circles on her crown. Her eyes squeezed shut and her bowels clenched on my rod.

“Now, my sweet sister,” I cooed, “press your cock against her asshole, and let’s double-stuff the fuck out of her bowels.”

“God, yes,” Virginia moaned. I loved how enthusiastic she was about this. “This might be one of your best ideas ever.”

“Mmm, like mixing all the sodas at a fountain in my cup,” I moaned.

“No, that was the most disgusting thing you ever did,” she said. “Sprite, Coke, Cherry Coke, Diet Coke, Root Bear, Orange Soda, and Mr. Pibb do not ever go together.”

“I thought this was the most disgusting thing I had ever done,” I said.

“No, this is the most depraved thing.” She winked at me over Chipmunk’s shoulder.

A moment later, her cock pressed against that asshole already sealed tight about my cock. My sister moaned, her face twisting with effort. Her cheeks went red as she pushed and pushed at that cock-stuffed asshole.

Now, while Chipmunk had swallowed my cock with ease, the second cock going into her was not so simple. My dick twitched and throbbed in my pet’s asshole as Virginia’s tip pressed against that naughty opening.

But I could feel that sphincter widening.

Chipmunk moaned. Her head tossing and silvery hair swaying about her midnight cheeks. She squirmed, her small titties quivering just so. I loved watching it as I felt that anal ring stretching and stretching to engulf my twin sister’s cock.

Virginia groaned louder. She strained and whimpered. The dark futa-elf shuddered. Then she squealed. My sister’s girl-dick popped into that tight bowels with me. I shuddered as her shaft slid up my rod. Virginia went deeper and deeper into my dark elf.

“Oho, Chipmunk!” I gasped. “You naughty pet. That’s amazing. That’s so good. Yes, yes, that’s wonderful!”

“It is!” moaned Virginia. “Oh, my god, Saffron. Oh, my fucking god, this is heaven. I’m going deeper into her bowels. We’re filling her up!”

“Yes, we are,” I moaned in delight, a big smile crossing my lips. “Ooh, sis, we’re going to have such a huge orgasm in her bowels, aren’t we?”

“Hell, yeah!” Virginia’s cock twitched against mine as she said that.

I just smiled, so glad that we could enjoy this heaven together. I winked at Chipmunk. She moaned. Her thighs flexed. Her bowels slid up our cocks. She squeezed about us as she climbed higher and higher. I shuddered, reveling in this passion. It was perfect to enjoy.