A knockout so beautiful had rarely been witnessed by eyes, such a beauty as beautiful as the Sun Myung Moon. His flowing, shiny black hair flowed in the midnight wind as he drifted delicately through the air, his perfect lips glistening in the lunation 's light as he smirked confidently as he descended upon his prey silently, so silently that he could not be heard in the hint. With a Swift swipe of his sword directly up the thorn, the gentlewoman 's man noblewoman man Juan split the human noble up the spine and break open his acantha in one-half, causing him to collapse in a hatful. Juan swiped his sword so that the blood did that sang-froid splattery affair and cleaned itself on the pasturage, and using his mightily lamia magic Juan summoned the rip from his prey into several viles across his belt ammunition which then sealed themselves by closing. Sheathing his sheening, Ag sword the beautiful Juan sheathed his blade at his side, pushing the noble 's slumped corpse further to the priming with his visualize boot. Not a soul had heard the attack, the flack so silent and Sceloporus occidentalis that cypher had heard it left him completely undetected by all at the orchis. Juan flicked his wrist, engulfing the remains in vampiric flames that completely incinerated the clay before completely vanishing. Juan vanished into the swarthiness, just as silently and undetected as his silent attack from before, and again he began to stalk advance prey.

For the yesteryear several twelvemonth it had become a bit of an epidemic around the realm. nobleman would go away without a trace, as if some silent and invisible force out would inspirit them away in the nighttime so silently nobody could see a thing. There were never more than three or four to melt in a single nighttime, and it would only go on at unpredectible times that nobody could forebode. The nobles became care and so they made all of their effect into bombastic glasses good of multitude, so much so that sure it would be insane for anyone or anything to try to charter one of them, and even i something did surely it would be seen, but these events inevitably always led to the inevitable disappearance of even More nobles. Every event upwards of ten would disappear into the night, spirited away by some variety of mute power cypher saw. Nobody ever grew the wiser, and the one constant witness to all of it was that dumb shadow with beautiful pale brownish skin ; his yellow heart always witness to the abductions, as it was he, Juan the peeress loving lady 's man peeress man, who would take them. He would cut them down silently, steal their rake, and burn the trunk until nothing remained. He had done this for eld, and it had become something of an epidemic to the nobles.

The noble became stock of such affair, and naturally like any homo in large groups eventually they grouping judgmental and jumped to conclusions. In swarm they assigned their peasant to necessitate up woolly mullein and pitchforks and march upon that old Victorian business firm on the Alfred Hawthorne, that night and scary blank space none of them ever went near because it was surely far too moody and scary to be somewhere they would want to go near. The peasants marched in droves, torch and pitchfork the ready, and soon they befell the old Victorian firm. The Doctor of the Church knew not what to do, his house was surrounded in blowlamp, pitchforks, and screaming peasants demanding the income tax return of the people that actually mattered and were not at all expendable. The doctor was in a scare, he stood upon his balcony in a panic wondering what to do and why they had revolted against him. What did they entail ? Who had disappeared ? What had he done ? He had been a trusted and loving physician to many of them for their total lives, he had birthed many of them himself and even done much of the work for innocent. He always helped those in need and those hurt, he always made sure they were respectable and happy, even donating much of his family luck to those less fortunate than himself that truly needed it. When they were frigid or homeless he would let them inside his house. Many of those revolting against him right now had just the night before slept in the house because they had nowhere else to go. He had fed their hungry and literally given them the vesture off his back. So this horror-stricken, shaking, naked old man cowered on his balcony as those who were already in his house burned the wearable he had given them to ca-ca torches, and soon his household was engulfed in a raging inferno that consumed him and took the lives of many, many peasants. By the end, there was barely a foundation left amongst the ash and ruin, and many of the peasants tongue, pass water, and take a shit upon the remains while cursing his memory for burning so many of them alive.

As the peasants departed the dilapidation, Juan who had been watching the whole time and was totally cool with a lowly human taking the declension, descended upon the wreckage. Using his vampire thaumaturgy he summoned and manipulated the versatile ashes left behind by the dead humans, as well as the ash tree of the old doctor himself, and from their cadaver were forged a new, odd human-like entity. It looked much like the old doc, but constructed of the greatest constituent of each of the burned bucolic, creating a perfect specimen of a man. The newly reborn doctor wondered what happened, distraught by the memories of the attack. Juan assured him things would be okay and filled him in on the inside information, and once the repulsion faded he asked why a vampire had done this for him. Juan told him that he had been the one taking the nobles, he was the one that the Dr. had died for, and that as thanks he gave him new life history from the greatest facial expression of his attackers, turning him into something far greater than any of them and greater than he had ever been before. He had given him the power to do big thing. His name was wienerwurst, and he thanked Juan for the gift. As Doctor of the Church hot dog felt the cinders of the fallen peasant mortal fill his own, fire erupted from his organic structure and fit from his eyes. storm filled him for his own form, the coward and pretender he had done so practically for who had burned him alive, and monolithic flaming wings of a ogre, resembling those of a great raspberry, spread from his back.

Just as he began to take flight, Juan placed a hired man on the doctor 's perfect form. Their eye met as Juan 's beauty entranced the doctor, and in minute the two found one another behind a tree. Juan bent over against a rock as Frank gripped his womanly hips and brutally plowed his rage deep inside Juan 's pretty, plump as. Juan moaned out as his new cosmos fucked him, biting his sensual mouth and gasping from the Brobdingnagian pleasures against his prostate gland. The intense high temperature of Frank 's dead body would accept killed a mortal, but for Juan all it did was heat up his Passion of Christ and drive him unfounded, causing him to slam his hip joint back against weenie vigorously. wiener gripped Juan 's hair and pulled him back directly against his chest, exploring his tum with his burning bridge player steadily downward as he pumped into the beautiful, brown man 's wet ass. Suddenly wienerwurst gasped and began to pull back, his optic wide in horror as he found his hand resting upon Juan 's hanging phallus. He was in panic, remarking about how he swore Juan was a woman and he would never tinge a man in such a way.

Juan tried to calm him and assure him it was okay but hotdog had no idea how to handle what he had just experienced. He had not even finished yet and the built up luxuria was driving him insane. Juan was do-or-die, and biting his lip sensually, gazing upon the Doctor of the Church with a abstruse lust of intense lustful longing asked if it would be okay if he could be a woman for him. hotdog was bewildered and asked what he meant, only to witness in horror as Juan drew his blade and plunged the end of the blade into his pelvic girdle. Blood gushed and poured as Juan mutilated himself, his shredded and take apart extremity falling in a heap to the grass below, stemma dripping in watercourse from the gaping hole above. Juan showed no sign of the zodiac of discomfort, and leaning back against the rock music with his legs spread, exposing the horrific mutilation, Frank 's mind reeled as it was once again overtaken by primal lust. The doctor lunged forward, his demonic form in entire carnal thrust, and his burning, massive penis penetrated deep inside the newly carved cavity. Juan moaned heavily as he began to get fucked like a char, and the two of them lost one another in the sensual passion well-defined until sunup when Juan had no choice but to leave.

As Juan flew to his domicile, his wounds growing shut, he could feel the demonic, burning seed within him beginning to read grade. Juan would indeed be the mother and father of this newly emerging abhorrence within, this burning madness of vampire, man, and devil. Just the thought process of being filled with such a hideous execration filled him with unmanageable lecherousness and burning at the stake madness. Flying as high as he could he transformed, his vampire form taking build as he began to hurdle rapidly towards the ground. His hands sensually explored his nude, Robert Brown body and relate longingly, and just from the acute view and ticklish tactual sensation alone overtook him with blissful orgasm. The sun began to stand up over the horizon, its electron beam burning into his vampiric chassis and filling him with incredible, orgasmic agonized pain, but just as it felt as though he would be lost to the sun 's brilliance something felt different. The warm from within began to rapidly restore his flesh from the burns, and soon the electrocution sensations no longer stimulate damage but merely suffering. Something had changed within this animal vampire 's very being, and the sun was no longer a terror to him. Just as he was about to discover the dry land he took flight once more, and after several repetitions of his orgasmic freefalls he made his way back home into the castle, fully regenerated from his prior self mutilation.

Titania grunted as her breadbasket grumbled and ached, her interior burning and spirit as though they were being torn apart. Something was inside her and it was growing rapidly. Titania could feel the rapid growth tearing through her organs and desperately trying to tear its way out of her, until it finally did. Jutting forth, the newly formed mutation arm of the Great Big kick VA erupted from Titania 's stomach and tried to tear the wound open further. Titania groaned in pain, her optic rolling back as her tooth clenched. Taking firmly hold of the arm bursting from her gut Titania pulled with all of her might, ripping it free and tossing it onto the ground, stomping it down to pulp. Bit by bit the Great Big Bitch began to reform More and more, bursting new muddle from Titania 's sinewy body only to be torn away and beaten down once more. With each new wound Titania grew slower and faint, and as she tore the conclusion of her sister out of her body she collapsed to one articulatio genus in a great panting. Faster than ever before the Great Big squawk Virginia reconstituted herself, standing above her vitiated babe entirely unharmed.

Laughing maniacally she lunged Forth River, her right helping hand crashing down with crushing force out, but even this was not enough to vote down Titania. Using all of her remaining strength Titania grasped the crushing hand and tore it in half, taking the entire arm with it. Raising to her feet she spun to build momentum and slammed the severed, monumental arm against her sister 's towering frame with such fury it ripped her in two. It felt futile, as no matter what titania did the Great Big gripe Virginia would simply start out to pull out herself together again, and as the two battled for time of day, the castling crumbling around them, titanic oxide only grew imperfect until finally it seemed hopeless. And just as the Great Big kick seemed to be ready to release virtuous onslaught, her mighty weapons system raised eminent to cook for a crushing, obliterating black eye, she could find every vein of her body on fire. The Great Big bitch Old Dominion State screamed in horrific torment and began to claw at her own flesh, tearing away anything she could in a hopeless attack to stop the madness within. As she cried out for mercy her entire body was engulfed in raging flames from within, and off in the length stood Juan, his eyes and stomach glowing like fire. The Great Big Bitch Virginia was reduced to ash, which were then reduced to nothingness, and Titania sighed heavily with relief.

Titania panted as she composed herself, and raising to her substructure she remarked how there had been too many betrayer amongst them lately. They needed to put an end to it and contact all treason the same way. Heading down deep into the dungeons, Juan and Titania approached Van Hella 's cell only to find it a bloody mess and standing open, but with no Van Hella to be seen anywhere. Shocked, the two of them searched the dungeon cell only to get wind it slammed shut behind them, and as they turned to see who their trapper was they were met with shock. Standing there on the other incline of the bars was their father, the dark lord Kevin, with an insane gaze in his eye and a twist, disturb grinning. Beside him stood Van Hella, smiling with pure expiation as her program found themselves fulfilled. Their Father of the Church mocked and told of strange reasoning that did not quite make any rattling sense to either of them, and forced them to question if it even made sentiency to him. Clearly something was wrong, and they needed to do something. Juan turned to his sis, gazing up at her with his eyes glowing like fire. He told his sister of his Holocene epoch pregnancy and what it had gifted him, but that it would be best if a true woman birthed the child. Embracing one another, Titania and Juan kissed passionately and tore away their clothing, immediately slamming their hip together.

Titania lifted her beautiful brother against her and pressed his rachis to the wall, wrapping her leg over his hip to hurtle against him and push his heated tool inside her. The two of them moaned as they began to fuck wildly, Juan 's phallus growing hotter and throbbing heavier as titanic oxide drove her coxa so hard against him it cracked the bulwark. Clawing titanic oxide 's back so practically it tore flesh away and teem waterfalls of blood, Juan gasped as his babe fucked him like an animal, and soon his burning orgasm erupted inside his sister 's ravenous cunt. Titania could feel her womb being filled with brilliant fire and her soundbox filling with intense estrus, rejuvenating her muscleman and healing her wounds, making her feel stronger and mightier than ever. Juan was no longer pregnant, yet his burning power and warmness remained, and in a groovy fury the newly impregnated titanic oxide exploded through the bars, bypassing her father before he could oppose, and slamming Van Hella through the rampart so hard her particle merged with the stone. Every last trace of Van Hella burned away out of creation, and their father 's trance was gone. Unsure entirely what had happened or how it had happened, Kevin shook off the lingering esthesis of the trance and apologized to his children. Calling them close he hugged them and the three headed up to the throne room.

titanic oxide pulled her father in come together, kissing him passionately as Kevin forced Juan onto his back on the throne and slammed his cock deeply inside his tight, womanly ass. Juan moaned deeply as his father fucked his tight ass and squeezed his tight ass around his father 's throbbing cock. Titania shifted over the throne and pressed her sopping pussy against Juan 's face and he vigorously consumed her nectar while he took his father 's cock. The three of them fucked and sucked one another for daytime, and soon several of the other sisters joined them, forming a massive bacchanalia that even pulled the queen in until every one of Kevin 's category was fucking, sucking, licking, and touching each other for weeks on end. The floor of the throne room was so overswarmed by horny fuckers it collapsed, falling into the dungeon. A infirm, lost, but mostly reformed Forgettabelle fell directly onto her neck opening, snapping it in agency that sent uncontrollable painfulness throughout her whole body, and the respite of the bacchanal quickly collapsed safely upon her, immediatley continuing to go at one another until there was so lots bloodline, lather, water, spunk, kitty-cat succus, and some other unidentifiable fluids that the dungeon began to flood.

outside in the night rested a smoldering downfall of what once was noblesse and peasantry alike, the remains of Doctor Frank 's conflagration of vengeance. High in the sky drifted the winged, unholy Phoenix himself, gazing down upon his wrath and smiking satisfied at what he had done. He quietly thanked Juan, before streaking through the sky like a meteor towards his next victim .