Stable Job
How long had she been standing there? Lana was suddenly aware of just how long she had been staring at the golden knob of the door. How long have I been standing here…? She thought. In her hand was a tray, a tray with a pot of tea and two cups, as per Cecille’s requests. Lana was garbed in the customary maid uniform, a frilly affair done up with fine fabrics and an apron, her hair blue and short with two perky cat ears atop it. Her tail swayed, moving her broad skirt around as she pondered.
She felt frozen before the door to her empress. It was unusual for a specific maid to be requested to deliver her tea. When Cecille called for a servant by name, it was usually a sign that she had some matter to attend to. The machinations of the empress could vary from sadistic and cruel all the way to oddly generous. Lana did not believe this was going to be on the positive side of things.
The cat girl had made herself known for being a bit clumsy. Just the other day she spilled a whole bottle of wine by accident, and right onto the lap of one of Cecille’s newest pets. Lana didn’t even know wine could stain reindeer fur, but now she knows very well.
A big hearty gulpy of air was taken in. Lana held her chest high and exhaled. If she was going to be punished, she should take it as well as she could, and hurry up. If the tea got cold, her punishment would likely be doubled. She grabbed the door, and slid it open slowly-
“Mistress Cecille I’m so sorry please forgive me!” Lana rushed forward and bowed as humbly as she could, the tray clattering in her grasp. A moment. Lana looked up from her bow, one cautious eye opened like it was adjusting to the great light of the empress ahead. Cecille, the pallid beauty, was sat on a comfortable arm chair, laying back in the white luscious comfort.
Cecille looked over to Lana, her piercing yellow eyes shimmering in pools of pure darkness. “Ah, there’s Lana now,” Cecille said, adjusting her long hair gently with her gloved hand. “I was beginning to think you had lost your way. Perhaps had someone mock your dick until you collapsed on the floor like a cat in heat.”
“N-no mam,” Lana said, a thick blush spreading like a brush fire over her cheeks. “Mistress, I was just… nervous.”
“Nervous?” Cecille asked. Lana knew Cecille could pry open her mind at any moment she pleased, that her thoughts were never truly safe. “Now, why would you be nervous over visiting me, your empress?”
The maid looked away for a moment with a bashful look on her face, chewing over the words. “Because I have been quite useless lately,” Lana said with a practiced tone. “Because I have been difficult.”
“All are such cruel things to say of yourself,” Cecille said, motioning with her finger. Lana came over, gently setting the tray down on the table and pouring Cecille her tea into a fine cup with golden edges. Cecille took the steaming cup and gently sipped. “Mmm, salty,” She grinned, turning her attention back to Lana. “Now, now, Lana. You are far from useless. There are those who are useless, and they entertain me so little I forget they exist. I put them in drawers, in cells, in little compartments out of sight. And they matter so little I just… Never recall they even exist. And they stay there,” Cecille’s eyes glowed bright for a moment. “And look at you~ I remembered you, didn’t I?”
“Y-yes mam,” Lana said.
“Called you by name and everything,” Cecille said, spreading her legs. Lana noticed that Cecille dropped her spell. Her cock suddenly parted her thin spritely dress. A huge barbed horse cock was now between Cecille’s legs, a hulking beast that took up all the space between those thick thighs.
Lana felt compelled as she stared at the superior cock. On her knees she fell, scooting against the floor until her nose pressed against the cock. She breathed in the scent, that incredible musky smell of her empress. Lana opened her mouth and dragged her tongue over every barb.
“Good girl,” Cecille said, gently running her hand through Lana’s hair. “See? You’re good for something~ And you’re good for much more too,” The empress adjusted herself in her seat, gently sliding her hips forward so that cock pushing up harder against Lana. The cat girl shuddered, gently dropping her jaw until she could slide the tip of that cock in her mouth. “I have a new position for you. That’s right! A job for my little Lana to have~” The freckled empress grinned down at the cat maid whose throat was bulging with a pillar of equine regality.
Lana’s eyes lit up, looking to her empress as she chocked on that massive cock. She gurgled, pre slobbering down her chin, her head still moving back and forth with a flickering tongue as she listened. Cecille snickered at the sight.
“I think it is something you will enjoy,” She says, petting Lana’s head more. “The Stable Master has requested assistance with some of the animals. I think even someone as clumsy as you will find it hard to mess up feeding and bathing animals, no?” And as Cecille said that, she came, pouring a hearty load down Lana’s throat. The cat girl’s eyes went wide as she eagerly swallowed down every bit. Cecille stood up and thrust as hard as she could, thrusting to break her little pet apart, stuffing her to the brim with cum. Cecille unclogged that throat, letting her staff stand tall and covered in spittle, a long stand of pre connecting her cock to the slut’s face.
“Shooo good…” Lana mumbled in a woozy state.
“I’m glad you agree~” Cecille said. “You start tomorrow. So be ready~”
…
Tomorrow came. Lana marched her way over to the stable. Dressed from head to toe in slimmer clothing than her puffy maid uniform she was ready to get down and dirty. Tight pants, a loose fitting top with short sleeves garbed her. Soiling her uniform would have just been a terrible waste, especially if Cecille didn’t feel like letting it get cleaned or replaced.
Halls took her along a path of countless paintings and artifacts decorating the pristine white palace. Lana found the door to the stable and was greeted with an almost foreign world. It was a grey and brown place, garbed only in the light from torches and what snuck through the closed doors of the barn.
Standing alone at this top level of the stables was a smiling dog girl, blonde with a short muzzle and floppy ears. Her hair was tied back into a pony tail, her body filling her loose fitting clothes very well, to the point they were almost skin tight around her tits and ass. Her tail wagged when she spotted Lana. “Ah, there ya are! Lana, was it?”
“Er, yes,” Lana said, clearing her throat and mustering a smile. “I was told to report here for work?”
“Yep, this is the stables. Where Cecille keeps all her monsters and crud!” She laughed. “Hell of a job, really. I’m Cindy, the Stablemaster around here. And you’re going to be one of my employees here on out.”
“Right,” Lana said with a nod. Her nostrils instinctively took in the scent of the place. It was a deep, earthy scent that took her. Her face swelled a blush. “So, what does this entail?”
Cindy laughed again at that as she moved over to pick up a few buckets filled with apples. “Well, monsters like to eat, like to shit, and like to fuck. So, you’re here to make sure their needs are met and their pens are clean. We wanna keep these monsters, after all!” She handed Lana one of the buckets. Lana nearly let the bucket hit the ground. She clenched her teeth and lifted the bucket as well as she could, bringing it about to her hip with one hand. “Here, I’ll show ya the first one,” She says with a big grin.
The dog girl took Lana around. The stables were fairly massive, about the size of most merchant squares, about five shops, and had a basement that went a fair ways down. Lana looked at the cages as they passed, spotting a colorful array of beasts. Slimes locked away in glass tanks, growling lava snacks curling into defensive positions, big dumb slug dragons drooling against the bars, lions looking at Lana like a snack… It was a collection of countless powerful beasts from all the rare corners.
In the corner, Cindy stopped before a tall bird monster. It had feathers bright and blue and a long hooked black beak with a red stripe at the tip. Cindy held an apple out for it and it took a big bite. “Now, most of my workers are handling the usual stuff. They feed the dogs and horses. We have you more on as additional help, you hear?”
“Alright,” Lana figured. “So like, just whatever extra work there is?”
“Pretty much, but don’t let yourself feel unimportant. We’re pretty unorganized around here. I have the most experience by far around here, but most functioning stables have a lot more people like me with a good sense of how things need to be done. Most of the girls around here are maids Cecille tossed me and a few contract workers. We ain’t organized, that’s for sure,” She turned back around and gestured for Lana to take a turn. The cat girl nervously offered the bird an apple, who happily took it down in one bite. They moved down to the next cage, staring at a goblin. “So, just check in with me or one of the other workers. If they say do it, it needs done, and chances are no one else is even thinking about it,” She says. “For now just head on down stairs, take a look around. If you see a centaur, that big boy needs a little help. I know that for sure.”
Lana nodded and headed towards the stairs with her bucket of apples. On her way past the stable hand station she could see other buckets. Some for hay, or seeds, and even a few filled to the brim with white liquid. She wasn’t sure which one.
The cat girl swayed her tail as she walked down the stone steps into the depths below. Down there were even more cages, the halls wide enough to let some pretty big beasts out. A few workers were moving around steadily, carrying a wide variety of feeds. Lana watched the cages like shelves down an aisle as she moved, taking note of all the beasts. Then she spotted Wrecker.
Wrecker was a nine foot tall centaur. A war horse by nature below, and the top half was a beastly strong looking woman. The horse part was dark grey with white accented spots along its muscular sides. Its hooves were firm like war hammers, its tail long and flowing, jet black like its mane. Scars zig and zagged around its body. The upper part was an equally powerful looking woman. Firm, powerful abs lining her stomach like armor, huge jagged scars and impact wounds lining her body. Her chest was small with inverted nipples. A huge scar lined her closed eye. Her hair was a very pale blonde, long and flowing. Her eyes were a misty blue. Lana gulped when she finished her drinking in of the centaur. “I-I thought she said he was a boy,” Lana said as her eyes looked down between the legs of the beast. “Oh… Y-you’re more boy than most.”
“I’m more boy than any man~” She grinned. “You seem new kitty.”
“I just got a job here,” Lana said, not sure how much she should be telling a monster, but damn she was caught off guard and not really thinking. She blushed as she stared at the centaur’s member. “I’ve never seen a dick that big before…”
“Yeah, and it needs servicing,” The centaur huffs, walking closer up to the cage. “No one has gotten to me in a damn week! I’m getting pent up here!”
“Oh jeez, that is a long time!” Lana remarked. “Alright, then how do we do this?” Lana asked, looking around nervously. Doing it through the bars of the cell wouldn’t go down very well, and neither would be going inside. Besides, she didn’t even have a key to the cell door.
“Most workers just come inside and deal with it~” Wrecker said with a loud snort punctuating her sentence. “You should just get a key and come inside.”
Lana sighed and went to fetch a guard, finding a short goat girl walking around the halls. “E-excuse me!” Lana called out. “Um, the centaur said it needs an erm…”
“She’s been complaining for a while,” The goat said with annoyance on her breathe. “New girl, right?”
“Er, yes, Lana,” The cat girl said. The goat huffed and brought Lana back to the cage, pulling out a long ring of keys. She tugged through them mercilessly. A thick bronzen key was pulled away from its brethren and inserted inside of the door. The goat opened it just enough so Lana could get in. The cat girl gulped, staring at the ajar entrance. It gave her flashbacks to yesterday, staring down the doorway to her empress.
“Is it safe?” Lana asked, giving a cursory glance at the massive warhorse centaur.
“Oh, yeah, totally,” The goat said, still not exactly sounding excited. “They all have safe words programmed into them. When you say go numb they stop moving for a second,” The sounds of a dozen animals down all the cells falling over echoed. “And my favorite, zapzap!” All the monsters squealed in pain in unison. “Ehehehehehe… Yeah, you’re safe.”
Lana looked at Wrecker, and sure enough she was reeling a bit too from the words, standing perfectly still, arms fallen limp.
A deep breathe. One just like the other. Lana took the first few steps. Then another first few steps. And the first few steps just stacked and stacked until she was inside the cage without any idea she had been gaining distance. The goat closed and locked the door.
Lana was overwhelmed by the scent that permeated the cage. It was the thick, horny scent of a centaur that hadn’t cum in ages. Those tense balls, full to bursting, that thick cock, that gorgeous woman. Lana’s face was burning bright and red as she clumsily made her way over. Wrecker stood calmly, staring down Lana like a fortress as she came ever closer.
Weak in her knees, Lana let the natural momentum propel her forward. She fell into a crawl and padded along, hay and stone at her feet. She felt like she was moving through a tunnel of that scent, it blanketed her every sense. Beneath the centaur she went, staring up at the powerful statuesque creature above. This centaur looked like it was built to bash open stone walls and clop on armor like sacks of watermelon, spraying viscera everywhere. Lana felt danger flirt with her senses all around. Her little cock was growing hard as she envisioned all the ways her life could end even if this centaur sneezed.
“Are you just going to crawl all day?” Wrecked groaned. “If you’re going to just stay still, just give me a second and I’ll thrust right in and get this over with!”
“No, no! It’s alright, I’m here!” Lana assured. “Let me just get my bearings…” She hadn’t exactly ever been under a centaur before. She reached her hand out nervously and grabbed ahold of that speckled cock. It was nothing like Cecille’s, which was a sadistic instrument crafted with a love of pain and teasing, little demonic barbs and decent thickness and length. This thing was a monster made without even a hint of love or care. It was a pillar that Lana couldn’t get one hand around at all. She compared her belly to it. The dick was almost as thick as she was…
With two hands curved over the tube, Lana carefully ran her hands up and down along the length of the cock. Lana watched how when her hand slid past the flared head, the hole would flare open just a bit more and start to drool a steady stream of fluids. It was a musky nectar, thin and runny yet ever so potent. Lana pushed steadily away, just focusing on getting this beast off.
“Your hands are so plain…” Wrecker grumbled, her deep voice making Lana shake. “Maybe you should give it a lick if you’re going to be fucking useless with your hands. Mmm~ Or even better, just open wide and I’ll take over. A blowjob would be incredible!~ I haven’t cum in a week, and this is what I get sent? It’s like I’m starving and you try to feed me a crummy raisin.”
“I-I’m not doing a blowjob…” Lana said, her slit getting wetter and wetter as the musk toyed with her more, and as she envisioned how hard and fast that dick would be able to break her. Gods, she’d snap in half. She let out a little giggle and licked her lips. Her holes were wet and ready… But she couldn’t. Focus on getting the job done. Get in and out both as efficient as possible. After all, she had other monsters to tend to. “And besides, with y-your dick-“ Heart thump~ “I-In my mouth-“ Gulp~ “I-I wouldn’t be able to say the safewords! And then you could really hurt me!”
“And look how safe you are now~” Wrecker laughs, flexing her form a little. Her dick rumbled in Lana’s hands. “I could just kick you against the wall and thrust into you. Maybe if I kick right I’ll knock the air out of you and you won’t say it in time~ Maybe if you actually jerk me off a bit better we won’t even have this problem!”
“If my handjobs are good enough for Cecille, they’re good enough for you!” Lana groaned.
“My dick is twice as big as your stupid empre-“ The centaur shuddered, her mind clearly aching. “I mean… Cecille is nice and all~ But my dick is a whole different game. You need to suck it. Hands don’t work~ So just do it~”
Lana sighed. The centaur had a point. Her hands just weren’t working it. And even though that dick was damn massive, at least she could do a little more. Maybe manage to get it in her throat. And besides, getting hurt by something so powerful and sexy… Lana saw a hoof click and felt a hand on her head. The centaur was bent over, her muscles creasing, a bead of sweat dripping down her bulging muscles.
The cat girl was weak. She felt the monster girl move forward and push that dick against her cheek. Lana squealed in weakness, an addict presented with her greatest pleasure. Her lips opened and that cock started to push against her mouth-
“Go numb!” Lana heard a familiar voice. Suddenly, the centaur freezed up, but not before lunging forward enough to get that cock in. Lana’s throat bulged out against it, all the weight of the beast pushing in. The cat girl squealed as the centaur came, rushing down a hefty flow of musky cum. Stable Master Cindy sighed. “I can’t believe they let you do the centaur alone!” She sighed. “I’m going to have to talk with the others-“ Lana’s eyes faded as she couldn’t keep herself steady. Her whole body ached, and the cum was warping her senses… Everything looked how the cum smelled. She let herself go limp and fall back, a pool of dick milk surrounding her. That centaur really was pent up…
Lana came back the next day. After her encounter with the centaur it wasn’t so much that she was injured, but that her run in was a little more excitement than she thought she was going to get. Cindy felt bad and let Lana have the rest of the evening to relax.
As Lana rested the prior evening, she noticed the effects of the centaur cum. Her stomach felt a little tighter, her balls a bit bigger, her cock remained the same size, but was twisted into a more equine shape. She blushed down at it, trying to look away.
Its amazing what a little rest can do. Lana came back to the stable, wearing a similar outfit to the one the day before, albeit this time she brought some gloves. Cindy greeted her warmly, the dog girl carrying around a few brushes. “Welcome back Lana. Glad we didn’t scare ya off! If its any condolence, that wasn’t the first time Wrecker did that to a newbie. Happened to me when I first got hired, haha! But all the same, we’ll try and keep you off those kinda jobs for now.”
“It’s alright,” Lana said, standing tall. “You don’t have to set up accommodations or anything like that. I just want to help to make empress happy.”
“Don’t we all!” Cindy laughed. “But still, I don’t want you getting destroyed over it. So here ya go,” Cindy handed over the bucket and brush she was holding. “Got some soapy hot water. We’re washing up some of the furry critters today. The wolves need some attention. Go to the end of the stable, far left wall, and check up on them. Get as many clean as you can.”
Lana took the bucket, brush, and directions. She roamed over to the cages she was told to look out for. Sure enough, there were a few cells for the wolves to live in. Most of them were female, though a few were other sorts. Lithe, slim, feminine looking wolf boys, and big burly wolf men. Some were futa, others were just normal, no outstanding details. Lana wasn’t sure which to go for first.
First, she opened the cage to one of the slender boys. The wolf boy came running over, cooing happily. He licked Lana’s cheek until she was drowning in drool. “H-heel boy!” Lana said, and the wolf did obey. “Sit!” And he sat. Lana laughed. “I could get used to this. Alright! Wash time!” Lana sat down, the wolf in her lap, and started to clean up his dark grey fur. Washing carefully, his musk overwhelming her for a moment.
Then it was on to the next. This cage had a much bigger wolf boy in it. He was a big more aloof, hanging near the back of the cage before Lana could calm him over. Lana worked slowly with this one. Long enough to notice he was getting very hard from the attention. He started to pant as his big red knot poked out from his sheathe, the tip of his dick drooling. “Hehe…” Lana giggled. “You like it, boy?~” She asked, cooing as she wrapped a hand around his dick. He howled in pleasure just from the simple touch.
“Sorry, but I gotta keep going…” Lana said. She left and closed the cage. The wolf boy moaned, shoving his knot against the cell bars, that big red dick dragging out. Lana looked over and saw the last wolf was doing the same, and so was the next one she wanted to go to. “Okay, c’mon guys…” She groaned. “You’re being way too much…” She gulped. “I’m sorry, I was told I’m not on jerk off duty…” She said. She picked the cage that was being the least rambunctious.
Inside was a female wolf with dark black fur. She was laying like a goddess on her side, her abs flexed and powerful, but in a different way from the centaur. Her tits were huge, motherly things. Her muscles were from running and fighting. She lacked scars, save for one across her stomach. She didn’t take blows, she dealt them. Lana took a deep breath. “Hey there… Just cleaning you up…”
The wolf didn’t move. She let Lana push the sponge against her belly. She made a little sound and rolled onto her back, laying back in a lounging position. Lana gently scrubbed up and down that belly, carefully moving her soapy brush over her breasts and up her neck. “Good girl!” Lana praised. She scrubbed faster, and the big alpha just laid back and let her tongue loll out, gasping and panting happily. “Aaaw~” Lana smiled, before her eyes glanced down.
A huge red dick sprouted out from her sheathe. “…Oh I did not see that,” Lana said, gulping. That knotted cock was twice the size of all the others. That was the dick of an alpha. Lana felt… So weak around it… It just felt right to worship it with her eyes for a bit.
“It was easy to trick you,” The wolf suddenly said. Lana froze. “You came in because I looked the least threatening, yes?”
“Y-yes…” Lana said. Suddenly, the wolfess was upon her. Lana was on her back now. She was dragged in, disarmed by how calmly the wolf was acting, and how adorable she was pretending to be only persuaded Lana further into this weak state. The wolf straddled Lana, her huge red cock hovering over. She traced a single claw over Lana’s clothes, splitting them open, thread after thread sliced apart. Her outfit was ripped open like a wrapper. Lana’s small tits laid there, as did her sopping wet cunt and her hard four inch horse cock. The wolf licked her chops. Lana felt the safe words on her lips before a big red cock was buried down her throat.
“I’ll ruin this first~” She said. “Make you gag on so much cum you can’t talk~ Then I’ll fuck you so hard the stable hands won’t want you back. Then you’ll be my chew toy~ I’ll fuck you whenever I want and keep you forever~ Finally, company in this damn cell~ Not exactly a mate, but something to pass the time.”
Lana mumbled against the cock, testing to see if she could wrestle free, but no, there was no way out with how tightly locked between her legs she was. The wolf girl grinned down at her soon to be toy, adjusting her hips. With a flick of them, she was thrusting her huge dick right down Lana’s throat over and over, her fat red knot kissing against Lana’s lips over and over.
The wolfess laughed louder, howling in pride as she claimed her new toy. She went a few more thrusts until she was sure her prey was woozy. She plucked her cock free and turned on top of Lana. She grabbed Lana’s legs and spread them, her hands easily able to snap her like a twig. She pushed her cock up against Lana’s. “What a pathetic cock…” She mumbled, sounding a bit caught off guard. “Your dick looks like a crossbreed between a horse and an ant…” She smirked as her red behemoth eclipsed the twiggy horse prick between Lana’s legs. “Oh well~ Toy won’t be using that thing very much at all!” She howled, pushing her dick inside of Lana’s slit.
The cat girl squealed as her slit was spread wide apart. The wolfess was merciless in her descent. She savored every second of her gradual pushing, making sure Lana squealed for each one, her hands at Lana’s throat in case she tried to say one of the magic words that might interrupt the fun. “That useless dick is only getting in the way~” The wolf teased as she knew she had her pinned.
Lana kept her legs up and took all the wolf dished out. She felt that knot pushing through her, spreading her wide. Not as wide as what the centaur could’ve done, but that would’ve instantly destroyed her. At leas this was a bit more survivable. Lana’s eyes rolled back as the intensity picked up. The wolf dug her claws against the floor ahead of Lana’s head, pinning her down between two muscular furry arms. The black wolf used her leverage to thrust her and slam her hips harder against Lana, pumping her knot away. Lana gasped and screamed in time with the cock plunging into her, her tiny cock spurting out a few useless strands of seed.
The wolf girl grinned. She grabs ahold of that wet thing, squeezing it between two fingers. She gently moves her fingers, her thrusting stay just as fast. Lana squealed, shocked at how sensitive it was. She watched through windows in between her fingers covering her eyes. The wolfess toyed with that dick steadily, running her fingers back and forth until the little thing squirted out its whole load. “I think I busted it~” She giggled. “I’ve seen all the other boys’ dicks, and your thing is just pathetic~ I knew you were meant to be a toy, but I was hoping at least there’d be something to bite onto. I don’t even want to rip it off that clit’s so small,” She laughed. “You’d be the bottom bitch’s bottom bitch. No, even lower than that. You’re nothing~ Your dick is so small it isn’t even comparable. There are mites with bigger dicks~” She grinned. “Here, I’ll fill you up with some of my wolf cum, and maybe, just maybe it’ll fix you~” She grinned. She thrust a few more times.
And then the queen came. She filled Lana up with buckets of thick wolf cum. It felt different than the centaur’s, though it was hard to tell. Lana laid back in the cage and let the cum fill her. She laid in the cage, hoping if she just relaxed for a bit longer someone would come and get her out of the cage.
Except no one came. The morning light that crept into the kennels vanished. It was night. No one was there.
Lana laid on her back in the same position that the wolf had left her in. At some point the wolf swiped the keys off of Lana and opened her cage. Soon enough, everyone in the kennel was let loose. The wolves congregated and happily barked and played, and without the keepers there wasn’t anyone there to stop them.
A few wolves came up to Lana. She recognized them as the first she had bathed, especially the one in the center. His knot was still sticking out of his knot. He barked and threw himself forward. He bit hard at Lana’s neck, marking her, and started to thrust his dick inside until he got his creamy revenge. He tugged his dick out, leaving Lana’s folds creamed.
The next wolf went up and pushed right inside, not wasting a moment. Lana felt her mind break apart as wolf after wolf took turns using her. Her ass, her mouth, her hands, her pussy. She was always surrounded by a dozen wolves, all rubbing their dicks and trying to find a way to get off on her. Lana was careful to note that her dick was, indeed, muuuuuch smaller than any of the wolves, even the tiny runts that everyone else humped and owned.
…
Lana woke up in her bed. For a second she thought it was a dream until she saw herself in the mirror. She looked almost like a little clone of the queen. Her muscles were tenser, her cock a bit bigger and redder. Her breasts were a bit bigger, and she was even a little taller, her tail more unruly and furry. “Huh…” She blinked, staring at herself in the mirror for a long time. Her slit hurt quite a bit, and it was hard to walk without an awkward limp.
She made her way back to the stable, pretty sure she still had to report in. There she saw one of the knights talking to the stable hands. One of Cecille’s big dragons in shimmering black armor with white outlines. Lana walked nervously past them, wearing only a tube top and shorts. She found Cindy who looked pretty stressed out. “M-morning…” Lana said, looking away as soon as she said it.
“Lana…” Cindy said. “You had it pretty rough last night, huh?” Cindy sighed. “The wolves got out. Once they were done with you, they grabbed one of the other maids and some of the wolves escaped. Cecille is pretty upset that this is an issue and is likely going to punish some of us,” Cindy sighed. “Tell me you remembered your safe words. Right? Go numb?” And when Lana heard that, she felt strangely still as she watched one of the deer girls in her cage fall over. “And the other? Zapzap?” And Lana couldn’t help but squeal in pain as she heard the monsters groan.
The dog girl let out one last, long sigh. “We got riders out, but Cecille made it clear she’s not sending any of her resources to help, and if we don’t get them back, we’re going to end up replacing them…” She looked at Lana. “So, I really hope you don’t mind, but we’re going to have you do something easy. We have a rare type of dragon, a slug dragon we call it. Her name’s Bertha. She’s quiet, and even though they’re sexed up looking things, they only mate once and they do it for life. Just feed her and see if she needs more water,” Cindy said, handing Lana a special key. “Be good, okay?”
Lana held the key in her hand. It felt much heavier. “Yes…” She said, turning to go on her way, not even bothering to ask where Bertha was. She didn’t want to trouble Cindy for even a second longer. Besides, a slug dragon should stand out pretty well. The cat girl walked amongst all the cages, eyeing them for some sign of this creature. Most of the upper level creatures were a bit more typical woodland. Hell, there were even some normal horses up there. Lana had to venture deeper.
She went back down to the lower floors. Wrecker was still there, spending this day without anyone to tend to her it seemed. Lana walked past the centaur, not saying a word or even acknowledging her, though her steps did subconsciously become much weaker as she felt the centaur’s stare burn a hole through her.
A little deeper past the cells of the monsters, Lana found her first signs of the slug monster. A keeper walked past her, covered in pink slime and shivering. Her tits were swelling before Lana’s eyes. She gulped and walked past the sight, tracing the pink footsteps back.
Behind a door led into a chamber where the stone suddenly became a much higher quality. The whole room was dark, save for the figure standing in the glass cage that the stairs curled around. Lana walked cautiously down the broad steel stairs, staring down at the centerpiece.
Inside the tall circular glass was a tall dragoness of sorts. Her skin was black and was covered in plenty of pink stripes, her whole belly pink, the tip of her cock pink, and so on. The pink parts glowed so brightly, like a deep sea monster. Her bright eyes were huge and playful looking. She traced Lana’s path as she walked down the stairs. Lana got a closer look.
The dragoness was probably about eleven feet tall and chubby. Her hips were wide, her breasts big and tipped with glowing pink inverted nipples. She had a big tail that was as thick and long as her legs. “Heya!” She said as Lana got close. “I’m Bertha! Are you new?”
“Um, yes…” Lana said, quietly walking up. “I was sent to erm, help you? I forget what she even told me to do…” Lana said, still feeling a bit off from before.
“Oh, well that’s nice! The person who bathes me just left,” Bertha explained, her voice pretty chipper. “Well, I need a little more water. She left really fast after I got her dirty on accident.”
Lana opened the cage with the big key, careful to enter the glass cage. She trained the words on her tongue, repeating them over and over. If anything bad happens, for gods’ sake, just say the words. Lana walked over and found a big water bowl. She grabbed it and head out from the cage in search of a water pump. There was one just a little bit away from the cell. Lana walked right over to it and started to fill the dish.
“So!” Bertha said. “How long have you been doing this? You’re new!”
“Well, yes,” Lana said as she watched the water fill it up. “I got promoted, but I think it was really just because I’m no good at anything, and Cecille probably thought she could get rid of me this way.”
“Oh…” Bertha blinked. “That’s a sad way to look at things! I barely know you miss, but you don’t seem bad.”
“I probably am,” Lana said, staring down at the water, her pink reflecting shimmering in the growing pool. “I trip a lot, I say the wrong things, cook like shit…” She sighed. “I even messed this job up. I made Cindy mad. I’m probably the worst keeper they’ve ever had…”
“Well,” Bertha said, tilting her head, her long pink horns moving a little. “You keepers all have it rough. I always hear about what big days you guys have, and it makes me feel pretty lazy!” She laughs, patting her belly. “I’m locked up in here, and just laying around all day. Jerking off, eating sugary treats and meat, drinking water, and getting bathed even. But you guys have to shovel, mop, sweep, feed, bathe, milk!” Bertha moved her stubby arms a little to emphasize, her huge tail flicking around, Lana noticing a weird opening at the tip of it, like a second mouth.
Bertha smiled as Lana made her way back to the cage. “You guys do all the hard work and have it so rough. I always wish I can help.”
“Well,” Lanna grinned. “You’re probably in there for a good reason,” Lana said. “Like, maybe Cecille is saving you for something good?”
“Hey, you got a point!” Bertha said. Lana slipped inside and laid the bowl at Bertha’s feet. The slimey dragon grabbed ahold of it and started to sip from the wide dish, a little water spilling over her skin. It shimmered wet for a bit before her skin absorbed the dampness.
Lana sat next to the slug dragon and just sort of watched her. She was a very exotic creature, and this was the first time Lana had ever seen anything like her. “You have a good point too, though,” Lana admitted. “I mean, you just get to relax all day, and you can’t mess anything up. They don’t give you jobs, sure, but because of that you don’t risk disappointing anyone.”
“Right again!” She beamed. “I like you Lana!” She laughed, looking down at her. “I can fix this for you!” She said. “I can fix it real good! And we can spend more time together!” The dragoness got up. Lana felt her instincts kick in. She rose to her feet, but it was already too late. There was a tail sliding over her way through the air like a stone from a slingshot.
The end of the tail opened up and took Lana head first. She tried to say one of the safewords. She opened her mouth and screamed “FUCK YES~!!!” Well. She… She tried.
With a flick, the tail lifted up and let gravity do the rest. Legs in the air, Lana’s lower half slithered down, slowly falling inside of the dragoness’s tail. She could feel the walls of the strange body part riding up against Lana. Everything was dark in there, save for the light coming from the opening that was closing and occasional flashes of pink inside.
Just as Lana was ready to try again, fluids rushed in. Lana felt herself shiver, but the fight was drained out of her. Everything was just so warm and tight. In there she just felt so nice. She felt something stick inside of her, and suddenly she wasn’t doing much of the breathing on her own anymore. She let the slime rush up over her, burying her in it all. She closed her eyes.
She had no idea how long she spent in there. Days and nights blurred together in a splendid way. Lana felt herself resting, every little stress she ever had just floating away like a boat at sea. It wasn’t quiet or lonely either. She could still talk to Bertha in there, but in a weird way. It wasn’t really with words, as powerful as the dragoness’s magic probably was. It was through feelings, feelings beamed straight into Lana in a language so deep and carnal that every meaning was absolutely clear. It was like planting thoughts.
And the dragoness made it clear that Lana was important. That she belonged. Lana didn’t have the words to argue back with something so deeply and well communicating. Lana just smiled as her body thickened out. She watched her dick grow, inch by inch until it was much bigger. Lana blushed, wishing it was just a bit bigger, only to observe it sprout another inch or two. Bertha communicated that she loved Lana. Lana felt her horns grow in and could finally say it back, her skin starting to grow glowing blue stripes.
Every change was actually very slow, but time was just slurring together for Lana. Maybe it took a whole day for her dick to grow, even though it looked like it took less than seconds. Lana’s face stretched out into a muzzle. Her tail thickened more and more. Her whole form thickened to exactly what she wanted. She was even able to keep the abs and fitness.
When Lana emerged from the tail, she was different. Her cock was long, equine, draconic, sluggish, and even still knotted at the base, but a bright blue. Her skin was a pale grey with glowing blue symbols lining her. Her thick tail wagged. Her hair was longer and more elegant, glowing like a flame. She smiled a toothy grin, flexing her abs, standing at about seven feet tall. She just felt so… so…
She threw herself at Bertha, sobbing with appreciation. “Oh thank you thank thank you~”
“It’s nothing~” Bertha laughed. “I just wanted to help a friend. I heard from the other people my species only does it once or something, but you seemed like you needed it. A boost to get you out from under all these people!” Bertha said, spreading her loins. Lana stared at the glowing slit between her legs. “Pay me back a little~”
Lana nodded, lining herself up with that slit, pushing her cock against it. She still felt a bit small, and her dick didn’t quite fit right, plenty of looseness to go around. But, as she dove in, she would notice that she wasn’t done. Every thrust was making her taller, her dick thicker, her body stronger. She could feel herself tensing, her abs lined with glowing blue like a magical etching. Lana roared triumphantly as she just kept growing until it finally clicked and her dick was spreading Bertha wide~ Oh it felt so fucking good!
She howled with all her might, thrusting away with every inch she had! Bertha moaned out ever so happily. This was her mate. Lana could feel it in her heart. Bertha would do literally anything for her. She never felt so alive, so complete. And she felt stronger too. Bertha gave her magic, reshaped all her misery into power. Lana growled happily. “I love you Bertha~” She howled as she came inside of the dragoness. Oh gods above it was incredible.
[Hey, pssst, it’s me! I’m an ant. Don’t ya step on me, I have to ask ya a question. Do you want a good end or a bad end? Well, we’re gonna do both! The bad end is inside these {} doohickeys. Yikes they look nasty! And the good end is in () these softer ones. Not to be confused with these [] very ant like brackets. These are used only for ant text! So, skip the bit you don’t want, or read em both! I’m an ant, I don’t judge! Later days, and happy fapping!]
{A snap. Lana suddenly felt very still. Her neck craned up, looking for the source. Cecille was there, fresh out from the door, standing atop the stairwell. “There you are Lana~ We’ve been looking for you for days…” Cecille walked down the steps. Click. Clack. “And look at that! You made friends with the dragoness…” She snickered.
“E-Empress…” Lana shivered. She tried to feel her muscles, but the light was fading from them. She felt so numb.
“Go numb~” Cecille said. Lana fell over, as did Bertha. “A simple spell, transferable through sex due to the weakness of the hex. My magic is much more powerful, but I can’t be expected to tend to every damn animal in here now can I? That’s why I have you and all the others.”
“Empress I’m sorry…” Lana said, gasping for air.
“Don’t apologize. You did so well~” Cecille said. “You messed up in every way I thought you might. I sent you here to entertain me. At least here when you fuck up it doesn’t hurt me any. Better you get raped by wolves then spill tea anywhere near my lap~” Cecille smiled all the brighter. Lana squirmed in her pile. Cecille held her hand up. An aura entrapped Bertha who started to rise up from the floor. “And you even managed to find love? How darling of you! As funny as it was to see you nearly get knocked out by a centaur and used by a whole kennel, I never honestly thought you’d get Bertha to finally let out her blessing. You see, she’s hard for my spells to crack. Celestial Dwellers, or slug dragons as we call them now, are stubborn, hardy creatures.
“You see, I can control thoughts and inject new ones, hypnotize, control. But slug dragons don’t think with normal thoughts. They use pure raw emotion on a level most mortals filter into thoughts… But, I’ve been waiting for her to drop her guard…” Cecille rose her hand and touched her head. Lana rose her hand and touched her head. Bertha screamed and struggled. She rose her hand and touched her head. “But now I have a filter to use~ A creature in touch with raw emotion transferal. And here I was afraid I’d have to go in her! Not that she was even willing to obey me in the first place.”
“B-Bertha…” Lana shuddered, staring on at her. Lana could feel the commands rush through her. She’d be forced to think out Cecille’s orders and retransmit them with the help of Cecillle’s power. Bertha was forced to stand and walk to the back of her cage. “What are you going to do to her?”
“Well, I only need one slug dragon. With you, Lana, I can amplify my powers. As long as you’re near, I can send out much more potent commands~” Cecille grinned. “Bertha is just about useless to me,” Cecille could read Lana’s every thought and frowned. “But I can tell if I kill Bertha, you’ll just get upset…” Cecille sighed. She snapped her fingers and closed the door on Lana. “Well, you got your wish, Lana. You can relax here now, and enjoy your little lover. But it won’t be long until I remove that pesky memory. Just like that-}
(Lana fell forward after she came and snuggled up against Bertha. They laid there for a long time, just taking it in. So calm, so nice. Bertha sent more of those feeling rushes, and Lana sent just as many back. They traded love letters over and over, expressing hundreds of years of love in mere minutes. Lana felt like she already spent lifetimes with Bertha. She wrapped her mouth around Bertha’s nipple now that they were popped and hard. She suckled and just felt so nice and calm.
Eventually a keeper came to check on them. Cindy looked in disbelief. “You actually got Bertha to… Wow… We’ve been looking for you for days, but didn’t even bother checking Bertha!” She was speechless.
“I’m sorry Cindy…” Lana said, not sure how to explain herself. “I just…”
“No, it’s okay Lana…” Cindy said. “Look, it makes you happy. We’ll stay quiet about this. Cecille doesn’t check the stables often anyways. We’ll let you loose tomorrow night. If we keep you around, who knows what Cecille will think of her slug dragon doing this…”
Lana was confused, but the time came. The time came so fast. Suddenly, Bertha and Lana were let loose. They ran from the castle, further and further out. They moved as quickly as they could in the cover of night. As far away as they could go until they found a calm place to be. There they mated over and over.
Eventually word spread of the slug dragons who had created a new population, vast and healthy. Lana spent the first 250 years of her very long life span and happy and calm, never looking back. This was where she belonged, making her own happy life in a calm place, in a warm embrace. She sighed, leaning into Bertha’s bosom. They fell asleep, sharing love until they shared dreams instead.)