Hunter's Rise - Rookie Saga
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Chapter 12: Zara's New Life Continues
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 12: Zara's New Life Continues - The erotic adventures of Zara Cromwell and her friends continue. Monsters are still around, and still horny. Get ready for another strange story with familiar faces and new characters as the new saga unfolds. In case you are not familiar with the story, check out the Pupil Saga first.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa NonConsensual Rape Heterosexual Hermaphrodite Fiction Futanari Horror Paranormal Furry Zombies Cheating Cuckold Rough Anal Sex Pregnancy BBW Big Breasts Illustrated
Zara was still in shock.
Her mother is alive and also managed to escape?
That sounded too good to be true.
But the others weren’t sure about this being true.
They agreed that Cindy was a reliable person, but that didn’t mean she knew everything.
But Zara knew it must be true.
“Hey ... Cindy,” She crawled closer to the edge of her cage. Luckily, the girl with the giant boobs was in hearing range.
“Did you hear anything else since we last talked?” Zara asked.
“No. All I know is that the security team is mad because of the incident.” The girl answered. “But I know someone who might know more. She is Debra.”
“Good, now you two just walk out of the room and find her,” Abigail said in a sarcastic tone, lying in her cage.
“Actually, we can talk to her soon,” Cindy answered.
“Really?” Zara asked.
“Yes.” She nodded. “I gave some advice to Horny.”
“And ... he just listened?” Zara blinked.
“I’ve been here for a while now, and he trusts my opinion,” Cindy answered. “I spent my time here building connections.”
“So this Debra girl is going to be our new friend?” Brenda asked.
“Horny agreed ... so yes.”
“By the way. Why does he bring a new girl here randomly every once in a while?” Zara asked.
“He plans to build a harem for a special event; that’s why he selects girls slowly.” She answered. “And before you ask, no, I have no idea what kind of event it is.”
“Probably an orgy,” Abigail added. “Not all orgies are an event, but all events are orgies here.”
Zara wanted to ask more, but they heard Horny approaching.
“Good morning, girls,” the bull-boy entered. “I hope you are ready for this week’s Bunday.”
“You were right, Cindy.” he walked to the cage. “Debra is a perfect choice.”
Then he opened Cindy and Zara’s cages.
They entered the familiar room.
It was easy to notice why Debra was the perfect choice for Bunday.
She was a blonde girl with an impossibly huge ass, to say the least. At a minimum, half of her body weight was her rear end, which wobbled with a hypnotic, heavy rhythm as she shifted her weight. Her asscheeks were so wide and plush that they seemed to possess their own gravitational pull. It looked like she had ass implants, and for some reason, the doctors put fully inflated beach balls into her ass.
“Debra, darling, your ass keeps growing bigger,” Horny smiled.
“The hormone therapy I got here works like a spell.” She said with a nod.
“Your ass is a work of art,” he said, slapping the gigantic cheek with a sound like a wet drum. The vibration traveled through Debra’s entire frame, causing her to giggle and sway.
At the same time, she shot a strange glance at Zara, as though she seemed familiar to her.
“They must be my new playmates,” Debra said, smiling, then Horny introduced them to her.
“Now let’s celebrate you joining my growing harem with some Bunday fun,” Horny announced and quickly walked away towards the door.
“Hey, Debra...” Zara whispered.
“Not now,” she hushed her. “We can talk later.”
Almost immediately, Horny returned, followed by a group of Goblins. They were all eager to meet the girls. Their cocks were already fully erect and throbbing, stretching the limits of their small frames.
“Get into position,” Horny instructed.
Cindy and Debra got on all fours immediately, then Zara joined them clumsily.
The air in the room grew thick with the scent of musk and anticipation. The goblins didn’t hesitate; they moved with a frantic, coordinated hunger, their small, green frames contrasting sharply against the pale skin of the women. One by one, they pressed forward, their throbbing members seeking the warmth of the girls’ rear entries.
Zara felt a sudden, sharp pressure as a goblin positioned himself behind her. The initial sensation was a jolt of fullness that made her gasp, her muscles tightening instinctively around the intruder. Beside her, Debra let out a low, rhythmic moan, her massive backside swaying and absorbing the impact of two goblins who had claimed her expansive curves. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed through the room, a wet, percussive symphony that signaled the start of the frenzy.
As the goblin inside her began to move, Zara’s mind raced. The physical sensation was overwhelming, a blunt force radiating through her hips, but Debra’s proximity held her focus. Every time the goblins pushed them forward, Zara caught a glimpse of Debra’s face; the look of recognition was still there, veiled by a haze of pleasure.
Tears streaked down Zara’s face as the first goblin fully seated himself. As he began to pump, the sensation was a heavy, rhythmic stretching that seemed to fill every inch of her insides.
Beside her, Cindy let out a series of high-pitched gasps, her body shaking under the coordinated assault of two goblins who were alternating positions, turning her rear into a playground of friction and heat.
Debra, however, was the center of the storm. Because of her unnatural proportions, she was the only one capable of hosting three goblins at once. They crowded into her, their small frames nearly disappearing against the vastness of her cheeks. The sound was deafening; a wet, slapping roar as the goblins hammered into her, their movements synchronized and frantic. Debra didn’t just moan; she sang, her voice vibrating in harmony with the rhythmic thudding of flesh.
Zara felt her own resolve slipping. The physical intrusion was relentless, the goblin behind her driving deeper with every frantic breath he took. She tried to keep her thoughts on her mother, on the mystery of the escape, but the sheer biological demand of the moment was erasing everything else. The friction built into a searing heat, a pressure that felt like it might crack her open.
The goblin inside her shifted, his grip tightening on her hips as he accelerated his pace. He was about to cum, Zara could feel this.
The release came as a sudden, hot surge that flooded Zara’s insides, a thick warmth that seemed to anchor her to the floor. The goblin gave one final, desperate shudder and collapsed against her back, breathless and spent. For a heartbeat, a profound, ringing silence filled Zara’s mind, a vacuum where the room’s noise had been.
“Take a break, little pal,” Horny said to the goblin. Then he turned to Zara. “Just a minute and I’ll call in your next partner.”
The next partner was eager to join. She already opened the door before Horny could reach for it.
The newcomer looked like a fit futanari, with toned abs and long red hair.
“You are a bit impatient, Sonja,” Horny smirked.
“Sorry,” she giggled, “but I didn’t cum for a whole day, saving up everything for this moment.”
“Understandable,” the bull-boy nodded.
“She is the girl you will fuck,” he pointed at Zara. “And don’t forget, this is Bunday, so only anal for her right now.”
“Good.” Sonja licked her lips, then in the next moment, her throbbing cock began to shift.
It thickened to the size of an arm. The cockhead inflated to the size of a fist, then it actually began to form a hand clenched into a fist.
“You Fistfuckers are a weird bunch,” Horny said with a smile.
The air seemed to vacate the room as Sonja stepped forward, her movements fluid and predatory. Zara barely had time to process the anatomical impossibility of the “fist” forming the head of the member before she felt the first touch.
There was no tentative probing; Sonja simply leaned her weight into the push. The sensation was an immediate, violent expansion, a feeling of being split wide open by a pillar of living muscle. Zara’s breath left her in a sharp, ragged wheeze, her fingers clawing into the floorboards as the massive girth forced its way past her sphincter.