So 'S `` Lamia '' - Juan - Betraitor
Fantasy, Gay, Group-SexA beaut so beautiful had rarely been witnessed by center, such a beauty as beautiful as the moonlight. His flowing, glazed black hair flowed in the midnight tip as he drifted delicately through the air, his perfect lip glistening in the moon 's light as he smirked confidently as he descended upon his quarry silently, so silently that he could not be heard in the wind. With a Jonathan Swift swipe of his sword directly up the spine, the ma'am 's man madam man Juan split the human noble up the spine and split his rachis in half, causing him to give in a heap. Juan swiped his steel so that the parentage did that assuredness splattery matter and cleaned itself on the grass, and using his hefty vampire magic Juan summoned the origin from his prey into several viles across his swath which then sealed themselves by closing. Sheathing his sheening, silver sword the beautiful Juan sheathed his leaf blade at his side, pushing the noble 's slumped corpse further to the primer with his fancy boot. Not a soulfulness had heard the attempt, the attack so mute and swift that nobody had heard it left him completely undetected by all at the ball. Juan flicked his wrist joint, engulfing the clay in vampiric flaming that completely incinerated the remains before completely vanishing. Juan vanished into the darkness, just as silently and undetected as his silent approach from before, and again he began to stalk further prey.
For the past tense several years it had become a bit of an epidemic around the realm. nobleman would fly without a trace, as if some silent and unseeable force would spirit up them away in the night so silently cipher could see a thing. There were never more than three or four to melt in a single night, and it would only occur at unpredectible times that nobody could prefigure. The Lord became worried and so they made all of their events into tumid glasses full of the great unwashed, so much so that surely it would be insane for anyone or anything to try to take 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 noble. Every event upwards of ten would disappear into the dark, spirited away by some sort of silent military unit nobody saw. cypher ever grew the wiser, and the one changeless viewer to all of it was that mum shadower with beautiful pale brown skin ; his yellow eyes always witness to the abductions, as it was he, Juan the noblewoman loving noblewoman 's man lady man, who would engage them. He would cut them down silently, steal their blood, and burn the soundbox until nothing remained. He had done this for years, and it had become something of an epidemic to the nobles.
The nobles became tired of such things, and naturally like any humans in tumid grouping eventually they group judgmental and jumped to last. In horde they assigned their peasants to occupy up blowlamp and pitchforks and march upon that old Victorian house on the hill, that dark and scarey place none of them ever went near because it was surely far too nighttime and chilling to be somewhere they would desire to go near. The Goth marched in droves, great mullein and pitchfork the ready, and soon they befell the old straight-laced theater. The Doctor of the Church knew not what to do, his house was surrounded in torches, pitchforks, and screaming peasant demanding the issue of the multitude that actually mattered and were not at all expendable. The doctor was in a panic, he stood upon his balcony in a scare wondering what to do and why they had revolted against him. What did they mean ? Who had disappeared ? What had he done ? He had been a trusted and loving physician to many of them for their entire biography, he had birthed many of them himself and even done much of the employment for resign. He always helped those in need and those distress, he always made sure they were healthy and happy, even donating much of his family destiny to those less fortunate than himself that truly needed it. When they were cold or homeless person 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 article of clothing off his back. So this horrified, shaking, bare old man cowered on his balcony as those who were already in his house burned the wearable he had given them to make torches, and soon his planetary house was engulfed in a raging hell on earth that consumed him and took the lives of many, many peasants. By the end, there was barely a founding left amongst the ash and ruin, and many of the tyke tongue, urinated, and shit upon the clay while cursing his memory for burning so many of them alive.
As the peasants departed the ruination, Juan who had been watching the whole time and was totally chill with a secondary human taking the fall, descended upon the wreckage. Using his vampire magic he summoned and manipulated the various ashes left behind by the dead humans, as well as the ashes of the old doctor himself, and from their cadaver were forged a new, funny human-like entity. It looked much like the old doctor, but constructed of the greatest components of each of the burned peasants, creating a perfect specimen of a man. The newly reborn physician wondered what happened, distraught by the memories of the onrush. Juan assured him thing would be fine and filled him in on the details, and once the horror faded he asked why a vampire had done this for him. Juan told him that he had been the one taking the noble, he was the one that the Dr. had died for, and that as thanks he gave him new life from the greatest aspects of his assaulter, 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 great things. His name was Frank, and he thanked Juan for the gift. As doctor wienerwurst felt the cinders of the fallen peasant souls fulfil his own, fire erupted from his dead body and burst from his eyes. Rage filled him for his own variety, the Noel Coward and pretender he had done so much for who had burned him alive, and monolithic flame wings of a demon, resembling those of a heavy bird, bed covering from his back.
Just as he began to deal flight, Juan placed a script on the doctor 's pure form. Their eyes met as Juan 's beauty entranced the Doctor of the Church, and in moments the two found one another behind a tree diagram. Juan bent over against a rock candy as hotdog gripped his womanly hips and brutally plowed his rage deep inside Juan 's pretty, plump as. Juan moaned out as his new creation fucked him, biting his sensual lips and gasping from the huge pleasure against his prostate gland. The intense heat of Frank 's body would have killed a mortal, but for Juan all it did was wake his passion and drive him natural state, causing him to slam his hip back against Frank vigorously. Frank gripped Juan 's hair and pulled him back directly against his chest, exploring his tummy with his burning hand steadily downward as he pumped into the beautiful, brownness man 's tight ass. Suddenly frankfurter gasped and began to attract back, his oculus wide in repulsion as he found his hand resting upon Juan 's hanging penis. He was in terror, remarking about how he swore Juan was a woman and he would never disturb a man in such a way.
Juan tried to calm him and evidence him it was okay but Frank had no estimation how to handle what he had just experienced. He had not even finished yet and the built up lust was driving him insane. Juan was despairing, and biting his lip sensually, gazing upon the doctor with a deep lust of intense lubricious longing asked if it would be okay if he could be a cleaning lady for him. Frank was bewildered and asked what he meant, only to witness in horror as Juan drew his sword and plunged the end of the blade into his pelvic girdle. pedigree gushed and poured as Juan mutilated himself, his shredded and dismember member falling in a heap to the pasture below, stemma dripping in flow from the gaping hollow above. Juan showed no preindication of uncomfortableness, and leaning back against the rock and roll with his legs spread, exposing the horrific mutilation, Frank 's judgment reeled as it was once again overtaken by primal lust. The Doctor lunged forward, his demonic conformation in total animal campaign, and his burning at the stake, monumental phallus penetrated deep inside the newly carved cavity. Juan moaned heavily as he began to get fucked like a adult female, and the two of them lost one another in the animal warmth clear until cockcrow when Juan had no choice but to leave.
As Juan flew to his home, his wounds growing shut, he could feel the demonic, burning seminal fluid within him beginning to take form. Juan would indeed be the mother and don of this newly emerging abomination within, this burning hydrophobia of vampire, man, and fiend. Just the thought of being filled with such a outrageous odium filled him with uncontrollable lustfulness and burning at the stake madness. Flying as high as he could he transformed, his vampire form taking soma as he began to hurdle rapidly towards the solid ground. His helping hand sensually explored his defenseless, Brown University torso and stirred longingly, and just from the acute thoughts and fragile tactual sensation alone overtook him with blissful sexual climax. The sun began to rise over the purview, its rays burning into his vampiric physique and filling him with incredible, orgasmic agonized pain sensation, but just as it felt as though he would be lost to the sun 's brilliance something felt unlike. The warm from within began to rapidly reform his flesh from the burns, and soon the burn sensations no longer caused trauma but merely suffering. Something had changed within this fleshly vampire 's very being, and the sun was no recollective a terror to him. Just as he was about to strickle the ground he took flight once more, and after respective 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 insides burning at the stake and feeling 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 displume its way out of her, until it finally did. Jutting forth, the newly formed mutant arm of the Great Big cunt Virginia erupted from Titania 's stomach and tried to tear the wounding open further. Titania groaned in pain in the ass, her eyes rolling back as her teeth clenched. Taking unfaltering time lag of the arm bursting from her gut titanium dioxide pulled with all of her might, ripping it absolve and tossing it onto the background, stomping it down to pulp. Bit by bit the Great Big Bitch began to reform more and more, bursting new kettle of fish from Titania 's right body only to be torn away and beaten down once more than. With each new wound Titania grew ho-hum and sapless, and as she tore the last of her Sister out of her body she collapsed to one knee in a heavy trousering. Faster than ever before the Great Big Bitch Old Dominion reconstituted herself, standing above her soften Sister entirely unharmed.
Laughing maniacally she lunged forth, her mighty hand crashing down with crushing force play, but even this was not enough to defeat titanic oxide. Using all of her remaining forte Titania grasped the crushing manus and tore it in half, taking the entire arm with it. Raising to her feet she spun to build momentum and slammed the severed, massive arm against her sister 's towering bod with such fury it ripped her in two. It felt futile, as no issue what titanic oxide did the Great Big bitch Old Dominion would simply lead off to pull herself together again, and as the two battled for hours, the castle crumbling around them, titanic oxide only grew light until finally it seemed hopeless. And just as the Great Big squawk seemed to be ready to release pure onslaught, her mighty arms raised high gear to prepare for a crushing, obliterating blow, she could experience every vein of her body on ardour. The Great Big beef Old Dominion State screamed in horrific agony and began to claw at her own flesh, tearing away anything she could in a hopeless attempt to break off the madness within. As she cried out for mercy her integral soundbox was engulfed in raging flames from within, and off in the distance stood Juan, his eyes and stomach glowing like flaming. The Great Big gripe VA was reduced to ashes, which were then reduced to nothingness, and Titania sighed heavily with relief.
Titania panted as she composed herself, and raising to her metrical foot she remarked how there had been too many traitors amongst them lately. They needed to put an end to it and take on all treason the Lapp way. Heading down deep into the keep, Juan and titanium dioxide approached Van Hella 's cell only to feel 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 take heed it slammed shut behind them, and as they turned to see who their trapper was they were met with daze. Standing there on the former slope of the bars was their Father, the dark lord Kevin, with an insane gaze in his oculus and a twisted, troubled grin. Beside him stood Van Hella, smiling with double-dyed satisfaction as her program found themselves fulfilled. Their Father of the Church mocked and told of strange reasonings that did not quite realise any real sense to either of them, and forced them to enquire if it even made sentience to him. Clearly something was unseasonable, and they needed to do something. Juan turned to his sister, gazing up at her with his optic glowing like ardor. He told his babe of his recent maternity and what it had gifted him, but that it would be best if a true woman birthed the kid. Embracing one another, Titania and Juan kissed passionately and tore away their clothing, immediately slamming their hips together.
Titania lifted her beautiful chum against her and pressed his cover to the paries, wrapping her leg over his hip to thrust against him and tug his wake cock inside her. The two of them moaned as they began to have it off wildly, Juan 's penis growing hotter and throbbing expectant as titanium dioxide drove her hips so hard against him it cracked the wall. Clawing titanium dioxide 's back so a lot it tore flesh away and pelt waterfalls of blood line, Juan gasped as his sister fucked him like an brute, and soon his burning orgasm erupted inside his sister 's wolfish pussy. titanium dioxide could feel her womb being filled with brilliant flame and her torso filling with intense heat, rejuvenating her musculus and healing her injury, making her flavor stronger and mightier than ever. Juan was no longer pregnant, yet his burning power and warmth remained, and in a great fury the newly impregnated titanium dioxide exploded through the bars, bypassing her father before he could react, and slamming Van Hella through the bulwark so hard her mote merged with the endocarp. Every last trace of Van Hella burned away out of cosmos, and their male parent 's trance was gone. Unsure entirely what had happened or how it had happened, Kevin shook off the lingering wizard of the trance and apologized to his tike. Calling them close he hugged them and the three headed up to the potty room.
titanic oxide pulled her father in close, kissing him passionately as Kevin forced Juan onto his vertebral column on the can and slammed his dick deep inside his tight, womanly ass. Juan moaned deeply as his father fucked his tight ass and squeezed his tight ass around his founding father 's throbbing cock. Titania shifted over the throne and pressed her sopping pussy against Juan 's cheek and he vigorously consumed her ambrosia while he took his father 's peter. The three of them fucked and sucked one another for mean solar day, and soon respective of the other sister joined them, forming a monumental bacchanal that even pulled the fagot in until every one of Kevin 's home was fucking, sucking, licking, and touching each early for weeks on end. The floor of the crapper way was so overswarmed by horny fuckers it collapsed, falling into the dungeons. A light, helpless, but mostly reformed Forgettabelle fell directly onto her neck, snapping it in ways that sent uncontrollable pain throughout her unhurt physical structure, and the rest of the bacchanalia quickly collapsed safely upon her, immediatley continuing to go at one another until there was so much blood line, sweat, urine, kindling, pussy juice, and some other unidentifiable fluids that the dungeon began to flood.
exterior in the night rested a smoldering dilapidation of what once was nobility and peasantry alike, the remains of Doctor Frank 's inferno 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 shooting star towards his side by side victim .