The Erotic Adventure's of Snow White (fant, magic, nc, reluct, rape, f/dragon, oral, f/orc, anal, ff/orc, rim, best, fF/ram, bukkake, cum-eating, best, f/pony, anal, toy, fac, cum-play, cum-swap, inc, F/M+/f+, fist, old, tent, fF/plant, vag) By DemonBound Chapter 8 Warning: This story is intended for adults, if you aren't, don't read it. It also isn't for you if you are offended by sex, since it deliberately contains every sex act I can think of, though I'm sure I missed a few. It contains lesbian and homosexual and straight sex, incest, bondage, torture, bestiality, rape, oral and anal intercourse, at least one scene with a golden shower, and sex with characters that would be considered underage if they really existed and lived in our society. I left out snuff and scat sex, since I personally find those distasteful (oops, I forgot, there is one scene where one person gets killed(ok, two actually), but it isn't the point of the scene), I probably missed some fetishes, and I rushed through any male to male sex scenes, since I find those not erotic and a little off putting, but there you have it. This book isn't for the young, the weak of heart or stomach, so-called fundamentalists, or for those who can't tell reality from make believe. Family values are pretty much completely lacking here. I don't really care about the laws, but I don't want anyone to be damaged. So if you can be damaged by reading this book, don't. If you read it, understand that the consequences are your own, chosen by you, borne by you. The story so far: Warning & Explanation, (prologue) Snow White's mother fucks the huntsman while the king watches, a peasant sees the queen's tits and tit fucks his wife, the Queen sucks off a young page and is given a tongue bath by a maid while the King watches, the Queen dies giving birth to Snow White, Snow White grows up in the castle until she is caught in an indiscretion with a boy, and is sent to a convent school, meanwhile (chapter one) the King takes another wife who is chosen for her sexual performance, she had auditioned by sucking off 10 men in front of the court, the step-Queen uses a lesbian sex show to convince the king to make a treaty with the orcs, Snow White returns to the castle and the intrigues of court. (chapter 2) Snow White is entertained by her friend Gabby's lewd tails, Gabby decides to masturbate and talks Snow White into helping her, then Gabby starts to reciprocate when they are interrupted. (chapter 3) Snow White remembers her misadventure with Knat, the Ambassador's son in which they play doctor and cause a scandal, she and Gabby arrive at the castle and she notices disturbing changes in her childhood home, Snow White and Gabby take a bath together with Petal that turns into a slow, wet three-way. (chapter 4) Snow White is shocked but intrigued when her stepmother gives her father a blow job at the dinner table and is tempted to join in, the step-Queens entertainment begins with a dwarven fool who ends up with his end in a young girls mouth while the girl's grandmother tongues the girl's own bottom. the fool cums on the girls face and tits, a troupe of plainspeople play at setting up camp in the center of the dining hall and proceed with a spectacle for the crowd including Yvette who sucks off 4 plainsmen and receives a second round from all four on her lovely naked body and Yolanda who amazes the crowd by feeding her daughter Yvette mothers milk from her own breast and having her milk deposited on her pussy, Yvette fists her mother, the show continues with Yolanda taking many varieties of food into her amazing cunt including a huge bloodsausage that she uses as a double ended dildo to fuck her daughter, the finale is Yolanda filling her cunt with squirming eels, this is just too much for Snow White and she runs out of the banquet trying to control her raging lust and remain pure for her wedding day. (chapter five)The step-Queen asks the mirror who is most beautiful and it answers Snow White, enraging the step- Queen, she takes out her frustration on Rose, her new submissive, she uses a magical potion, Rose, and her own asshole to brain wash the court Huntsman into agreeing to kill Snow White, Gabby has a side adventure with an orally fixated stable girl and a stallion.(chapter six) The Huntsman takes Snow White deep into the Enchanted Forest to take her life, but takes her virginity instead after she gives him some untutored oral sex, after she looses her hymen she tastes her first cum. The Huntsman kills a bear cub and shoves its beating heart into her cunt so he can say truthfully that he pulled it still beating from Snow White's body, he then fists her to orgasm after orgasm until she passes out. He leaves her unconscious and naked but alive, lost in the Enchanted forest. (chapter seven) Gabby is sold to the orcs by the Witch Queen as a virgin even though she had lost that condition with a not-so-friendly guard and had it restored by the Witch Queen's evil magic. The guard who had taken Gabby's virginity is killed and another is killed and mutilated by the Witch Queen in a spell of sex and blood and death, and Gabby becomes a virgin once more. In the Orc's cart on the way back to the Orc land's Gabby meets Anna and Vickie, two virgin peasant girls. The adult Knat, now a prince and ambassador himself, has a fair well party with the magically sex changing Elf, Sandy and two redheaded twin six inch tall leatherclad Fairy girls, Tia and Mia. He sees a teeny sex show, manages to get all of his 13 inch cock down Sandy's throat, and gives the twins a literal cum bath, during which he remembers his last encounter with Snow White, but his nostalgia doesn't stop him from enjoying a double penetration of his cock in Sandy's ass and Tia and Mia as living dildos taking turns in Sandy's pussy. begin story segment Chapter 8 <<But now the poor child was all alone in the great forest, and so terrified that she looked at all the leaves on the trees, and did not know what to do. Then she began to run, and ran over sharp stones and through thorns, and the wild beasts ran past her, but did her no harm. --Snow White and the Seven Dwarves>> The huntsman had left her where she lay, sure that some animal would come along and devour her. But, he thought, at least he hadn't had to do it. She was just too good a fuck to kill. She lay there for several hours, but the animals of the forest seems strangely absent in the area, and she was left alone. She finally woke up, but didn't bother to open her eyes. She thought of the huntsman and what he had done to her. She didn't have to worry about being a virgin for her husband. Not only wasn't she a virgin, she wasn't likely to live long alone here in the forest. In despair, she let her hand stray down to her crotch, feeling the crusted mixture of semen and blood. She stroked her clit for a moment. At least she'd had that before she died. Just then a voice spoke. "Oh my god, not another one!" She opened her eyes to look around, relieved at the sound of a human voice. But no people were in sight. Puzzled, Snow White looked around again, just as a serpentine head broke through the brush about 6 feet from the ground. With a cracking sound, a small tree was brushed aside by the massive body that went with the head. It was a dragon. Snow White screamed. "Oh do shut up, miss. That's so very tiresome," said the dragon. Snow White noticed that the dragon was about 30 feet long and stood about 10 feet high. It was a dull silver color, with dark strips and startling big green eyes. Overall, it was a handsome beast, strongly and leanly built like the predator it was. If it wasn't about to devour her, Snow White thought, it would be rather pretty. "Another sacrifice. Stupid peasants. As if one stringy virgin is better than a nice juicy sheep. But you can't convince them of that. As soon as they notice a few sheep gone, or maybe a cow or two, they drag another supposed virgin into the woods, tie it to a tree, and run. Then they're all upset when I keep eating their sheep. That's when the knights come. It's all so tiresome." The dragon advanced to the petrified Snow White. He looked her over, and gave a long sniff. "Well, at least you aren't a virgin. Not with the smell of cum leaking out of you all over. Probably been fucked by your boyfriend in the hopes that I won't eat you if you're not a virgin. Well, he was part right. You don't have to be a virgin, but you do have to be clean, and you are filthy. What is that, dried bear's blood? What are you, some kind of freak?" Snow White shook her head no, mutely. The dragon knelt down gracefully. "Well, get on. There is a stream nearby, we can get you cleaned up." Snow White hakes her head, "I'd rather not, Sir Dragon, if the only thing keeping you from eating me is..." She blushed. "...is my smell." The silver dragon straightened up, bringing his massive head around to stare into her eyes from a foot away. "Oh for the love of...look, I don't eat scared little girls unless I have to. I eat sheep these days, I tell you, and occasionally a cow. Not humans, not even virgins. Now get on and I'll fly us over to the stream" "How? You don't have wings," said the puzzled Snow White. And so it was. The dragon had a long serpentine body, four legs, and a tail, but no visible wings, not even little ones. "Of course I have wings," said the dragon exasperated, as it knelt again waiting for her to climb on. "I don't see them," said Snow White timidly. "So far, I don't see that you have a brain, but I'm willing to trust you if you say you have one. Now get on!" The last was accompanied by a small blast of flame. Snow White slowly climbed up the scaly shoulder, to straddle the sinewy neck. She winced as her sore much abused pussy touched the smooth hard scales. As the dragon began to move, she tried to grip him with her thighs but started to slip off. She leaned forward and grabbed his neck with both arms. She sighed at the unusual feeling of hard scales against her nipples. Then the dragon leapt into the air. Snow White expected them to simply fall back to earth, but instead, she felt something brush against her bottom for a moment. Looking back, she saw that now a pair of enormous wings sprouted from the dragons body. The wings were iridescent in liquid tones of silver. They flashed in the sunlight as they propelled dragon and princess through the air. She relaxed just a bit, even though her stomach jumped as the dragon swooped through the air, and laughed at the beautiful sight of the rolling tree covered hills speeding below them. The forest sped by faster than the fastest horse could run. If she only knew which way to go, this dragon could take her home in minutes. If he could be persuaded to help her, but what could a young girl possibly use to induce a huge reptile to do her a favor?. Short moment's later, they landed next to a small pool fed by a little babbling stream. There was moss at the edge, the water was cold, and it was deeper than it looked. Still, it was good to get clean. Snow White paddled around in the pool after she washed off the Huntsman's semen and the bear's and her own blood. The dragon looked on, apparently with interest, though it was impossible to tell with a dragon. When she got out, the dragon obligingly swatted a fallen tree into splinters, raked then into a pile and started a small fire under her direction, so she could dry herself. A small fire for a dragon turned out to be a respectable bonfire, which warmed her skin nicely, bringing a rosy glow to her almost transparently white skin, and adding the homey smell of burning wood to the green smell of water laden, foliage rich air near the pool. Once again dry and clean, she started thinking about more than just the next few minutes. "Now, how do I go about getting cloths, I wonder," she asked herself aloud as she stood trying to stop just short of roasting her pert bottom, as she stood naked next to the fire, combing her long raven dark hair with her fingers. "I can provide you some coverings, I suppose. I have some back at my cave," the dragon answered, as he lay comfortably nearby, looking on with unusual interest for a female of an entirely different order, let alone species. Snow White looked in wonder at the dragon. For a ravening monster, he was certainly being helpful. But after her shock at the Huntsman's betrayal and abandonment, even if he hadn't killed her, she was leery of someone, or something really, offering such ready help. She wondered what he could possibly want from a human ex-virgin. Still, she couldn't go running around in the forest, naked. After all, it didn't matter if a dragon saw her dark nest of pubic hair, or her naked bosom, but she at least hoped to eventually run into real people. "All right, lets go" The dragon let his long forked tongue shoot out in reptilian glee, though, of course, Snow White didn't know that. A short flight later, they entered the dragon's lair. She didn't notice any huge piles of gold or gems, though she did notice a strangely normal set of bedroom furniture in a side chamber. The main chamber was mostly bare, carved from solid rock, and big enough to be a dragon's living room. "You'll find some cloths in the chamber over there. The last girl left them when she went." "Last girl?" "She decided to go to the Capital. I didn't stop her, but she was the best virgin yet." Snow White still wondered what a dragon could possibly want from a human, virgin or not. She said so. And at last the dragon told her. She was shocked! "But, but how could I? You're 30 feet long! Surely I'd never be able to..." "I'm a dragon, it's magic, trust me." "But wouldn't you rather have a lady dragon?" The dragon gave her an inscrutable dragon look. "Nope, that's one thing a lady dragon can't do for me...think of the teeth!" *** A short time later, Snow White stood back in the dragon's main cave, dressed, strangely but decently, once more. She stared at the dragon in amazement, or at least at part of him. The dragon's silver phallus was as long as her forearm, nearly as thick as her wrist, and had three rings or ridges along it's length, one near the base, one midway down its length, and one near the tip. She thought it much larger than the huntsman's tool, and wondered how she would ever get the monster penis down her throat, which of course, was what the dragon wanted. She hesitantly reached out to touch it, surprised to find it cool, though she liked the feel, which was like a smooth, supple leather. She started to bend her head down to bring her mouth to the impressive shaft, but stopped, daunted by its size. But a quick growl from the dragon hurried her along. She began licking at the cold shaft, which slowly grew warm under her ruby lips. "Oh yes, that's right. Lick the head" Obediently Snow White lapped the shiny silver head. She ran her tongue along the underside just as Gabby had told her men liked. The head tasted of cinnamon for some reason. She ran her daintily hand down the shaft, causing a shudder throughout the gargantuan body. The Dragon lay on his side, looking slightly ridiculous with his gigantic penis sticking out and one set of legs raised into the air so she could kneel at the tip and give him the oral attention he wanted Snow White was beginning to think there was something strange about this dragon. From Gabby's stories, she knew that all males liked a blowjob, but the dragon wanted her to do other strange things. He'd made her dress up in an outfit she recognized as a school girl uniform, that resembled a sailor suit, with a short skirt. It was a little tight across the chest, but the dragon didn't protest. He did want her to leave her panties off. As soon as she had the uniform on, the silver penis has appeared. He had her walk around for a while just so he could look at her, then he had her do things like pretend to drop something and bend over to pick it up, and he would peek at her ass and pussy when she did. Finally, he'd told her to give him a blow job. She didn't argue much, it wasn't like she was a virgin anymore, maybe she could get a job with Yolanda and Yvette, blowing donkeys. This would certainly be good practice. As she licked, she noticed that the dragon was growling. She realized he was speaking in the dragon language. Perhaps he was casting the spell he promised would let her take in the massive penis, which had gotten even longer as she licked at it, or perhaps he was just enjoying her mouth on his dick. She put just the tip to her full red lips and let them open just a bit, then she sucked. A drop of slick silvery fluid oozed out of the slit in the end. It too tasted of cinnamon. She swallowed it, though she had a little trouble with the thickness of the fluid. She tried to push her lips farther down over the end of the dragon's cock, but found that she could barely take in the tip even with her mouth wide open. She couldn't even get the head in her mouth, let alone what the dragon demanded. She did start sliding her hands back and forth on the shaft. Maybe she could make him cum that way. She certainly didn't mind letting him cum in her mouth, it tasted much better than the Huntsman's cum, and she'd liked that. The pre-cum she'd already swallowed burned down her throat like a good whiskey. She managed to suck out another big stringy drop. But a single drop of cum for a dragon was pretty big. If his actual orgasm was anything like the huntsman's , unless the dragon's spell worked, she might drown. She felt the dragon's huge head touching her bottom through the short skirt. She looked down to see him peering up at her ruby red slit. He was wonderfully flexible. Then the head pulled out from under her skirt. She was startled as she felt the dragon's prehensile tongue suddenly plunge between her breasts, down the sailor shirt she wore. Apparently in surprise she'd opened her mouth wider, because she realized she had the huge head of the dragon's penis in her mouth. She sucked in so that her cheeks hollowed in to touch the silver surface and started bobbing her head. As she did so, she felt the forked tongue tickling her nipple while completely encircling her left breast. It actually felt like the forked tip was gently pinching her nipple to hardness. Between her lips, she felt the first ring enter her mouth. She realized that her bobbing had taken the first 8 inches or so. The fantastic tongue at her breast had distracted her as the cock head she thought couldn't even fit in her mouth actually pushed past the back of her mouth, and on into her throat. She backed off, pulling the massive cock out of her throat so she could look at it. Sure enough, her spit slicked the silvery surface clear back to the first ring. She tongued the ring, and gave it little puckering kisses all around. Snow White wanted to lick his balls, as Gabby told her was a good thing to do with a man, but the dragon didn't seem to have any balls. But the drop of silvery pre-cum must come from somewhere. She put the thought out of her head as she put the cock back into it and drank a new cinnamon draught down. She bobbed happily at the silver phallus for several long minutes, gradually taking more cock down her throat, until finally felt the second ring enter her lips. The dragon groaned, blowing a gust of hot air between her breasts. His agile tongue swept out from between her heaving breasts, then suddenly she felt the fat tongue brush up to cup her ass under the short plaid skirt. The dragon's forked tongue licked down into the cleavage of her ass, down past her asshole, between her puffy red cunt lips, and up around her ruby red clitoris. She shuddered in her first orgasm, and felt the dragon's phallus shudder too. Her throat was inundated with silvery dragon sperm. She wondered where it was going, since the penis head should be somewhere in the vicinity of her lower intestines by now. Maybe the penis went into some other dimension due to the dragon's accommodation spell. The forked tongue tip working at her clit drove all thoughts of the mechanics of dragon magic from her mind. She pulled back a bit, wanting to actually taste the cinnamony cum. Now she was sure, she was getting drunk on the stuff. Next, the dragon's tongue probed at her cervix, tickling the tight opening and finally pushing into it. It should have hurt, since the tiny opening was never intended to be penetrated by anything bigger than wads of sperm, unless she was dilated to give birth, but it didn't, or at least not as much as it felt good, merely another penetration among many others. Snow White orgasmed again, the feeling in her cunt and womb combining with the feeling in her mouth and the spreading warmth in her stomach from the dragon cum. The tongue seemed to go so far up into her that the dragon should have been able to lick his own cock. And as the third ring incredibly passed her lips, she felt somewhere deep inside her that the forked tongue was licking at the silver cock head, as silver cum somehow ended up in her stomach. Then she felt a fullness growing in her womb, starting to push out along the long thin tongue buried in her. She felt her vagina stretching around a cock from the inside out! Apparently dragon magic didn't know or care what hole was connect to what inside a woman's body. Dragon magic only apparently cared about getting the maximum amount of cock and cum and a good amount of tongue into that body. But if Snow White had really had time to think about it, she probably would have decided that was just how magic, especially sex magic worked. Snow Whites full red lips touch the scales at the base of the dragon's magical phallus, with her jaw stretched wide to the breaking, and she knew she had it all. And then the dragon came in earnest. It seemed as if quarts of the silvery liquid gushed into her through the impaling penis. Incredibly, she felt it running out of her doubly stuffed vagina and down her thighs, but at the same time she tasted it in her mouth and felt her stomach grow full with it as well. This went on for a full 10 minutes, then abruptly both tongue and penis pulled out of her, leaving behind a void. With a sigh, she sat back on her heels in the middle of a small pool of dragon cum. Her white blouse was plastered to her firm breasts, her hard nipples showing clearly through the material soaked with her sweat and the cum that dribbled in thick rivers down her chin and onto her chest. The plaid skirt was also soaked in cum and lubrication, thick ropes of silver goo slowly dripping from her well used thighs. "I wonder if I'll ever be able to...to make love to anyone normal again, dragon, you've stretched me out to epic proportions," Snow White said sadly. A sleepy voice answered her, "Silly girl, I told you it was magic, now you'll be able to fuck anything, as long as you live and be the right size. Now I've got to sleep for a while." "What do you mean?" asked Snow White. She was unanswered except for a horrendous snore. Three days later, Snow White left the dragon's lair with a few sets of cloths packed into a bag, and a large jar that had at one time held peaches, but now held about a quart of the dragon's cum. She'd decided that she rather liked the taste. And maybe it was magical after all. Later in life, many people commented to her that they loved the fact that her breath and pussy always smelled of cinnamon. The dragon never woke up while she was there, and as far as anyone knows it is sleeping there still. *** Gabby ran her tongue around the hard leathery plate that formed the head of the Orc's penis. While the head itself was rather insensitive, the edge was intensely sensitive, particularly on the bottom. The Orc, who was the Captain of the guards, pushed in a little farther, the third ridge on his cock pushing past her lips. It was very large, but she could just get it into her mouth. She pushed towards the bars of the wagon, and managed to take another couple of inches. Then she pulled back to tickle the piss slit. The assembled Orcish guards cheered as they watched, jerking off, from the campfire. After a few days, the Captain had decided that their orders didn't mean the girls couldn't be touched, just not fucked in the pussy. But he'd also decided that the Chief wouldn't be happy if they were virgins but dead from repeated anal sex gang rapes, so he'd decided that the rank and file would have to be satisfied with the occasional sex show. Tonight the Captain was getting blown for the edification of the guards. Again. Occasionally one of the other Orcs would get a chance to be the star, but the Captain felt that rank should have privileges. So Gabbie occasionally had to give an Orc a blow job, and had gone down several times on both Anna and Vickie. She didn't much care for Orc jism, since it was black and oily, and tasted of vinegar, but they always insisted that she swallow. And the girls were pretty useless, they never wanted to return a favor, though she'd gotten Anna to suck on her nipples. It could have been worse. They'd decided that Anna was built for taking it up the ass. So far, Anna's plump asshole had been stuffed with three-ridged Orcish cocks at least three times. After the first time, Gabbie had taken pity on her and started massaging the girl's fat pussy lips and clit before the lucky Orc for the night pulled her to the bars and fucked her ass. This let Anna relax her ass a bit before the horny head pushed in. When she saw that the Orcs didn't seem to mind if she interfered a bit, as long as she didn't try to stop the show, she also started licking the girl's asshole to lubricate it and to slip a finger in to loosen things up a bit. Then she even played with the girls pussy while she was being ass fucked. Once Anna had even come with a Orc cock in her ass, thanks to Gabby. But the ungrateful bitch hadn't reciprocated the one time Gabby had been screwed up the butt. One night, though, Gabby got her poetic justice. The Orcs had managed to buy a Ram from a human farmer, supposedly for their herds. The Orcs had wanted proof of the Ram's potency, but none of the ewes was in heat. The farmer actually lowered his price when he found out how they intended to test the ram, as long as he got to watch. Anna had been pulled from the cart and forced to kneel where all the Orcs could watch. The farmer had lead the Ram to her by a rope tether. Two of the Orcs held Anna down, and the farmer tried to get the Ram to mount Anna's ample buttocks. Though he got the animal's dick hard, and up to the tight rosebud, the poor animal couldn't get in. Anna screamed like the animal was three feet into her though, because she couldn't relax for the massive head. The Orcs thought this was hilarious, but they wanted their show to go on. After much discussion, the farmer came up with a solution. He wanted to see the show too. The farmer summoned his wife, a thin framed, wide lipped woman. She frowned at her husband, obviously wondering what her crazy spouse had in mind. She adamantly refused to go down on an Orc for him. She'd already blow his brother, the baker, and the butcher over that money he lost at poker, she said. Quickly, the farmer explained what he had in mind. She refused. But the farmer was persuasive, and after a while managed to get her to kiss him. It had been down hill from there. He'd massaged a breast for a while, and though she'd protested his man- handing her in front of a bunch of Orcs she didn't push away the hand that pressed at her cunt . Finally she'd let the farmer draw her over to where Anna lay quietly crying. The farmer's wife had started frigging the Ram who'd softened in the mean time, but in a short time he was hard again. The farmer knelt by his wife, and played with her now bared tits to keep her hot. The farmer told her what he wanted next, but again she refused. It wasn't so much that she objected to the act, but just to having witnesses, especially despised Orcish witnesses, to her depravity. Once again the farmer was too clever for her, and two fingers thrust into her hot box broke down her resistance. The farmer's wife opened her too wide mouth and took in the head of the Ram's penis. She never tried to deep throat the animal, but she did lick at it, slobbering and smacking her lips, until it was covered with her saliva. Then she looked at poor Anna's asshole, and as an act of kindness, spit into the clinched opening. The Ram was led up to cover Anna and his cock put at the opening to the poor girl's ass. And this time the animal was able to push in, though not without quite a bit of crying and carrying on from Anna. Once the cock was in her ass, the Orcs let her go, knowing she wouldn't be able to get the Ram dick out of her ass until she made him come. She tried though, pushing forward along the ground, breasts dragging in the dirt, trying to get away from the cock ramming into her. The Orcs loved this, they all sat there watching and joking and jerking off. And they weren't alone. The farmer had apparently aroused his wife's curiosity, as well as her pussy, and she was eagerly sucking on a handy Orc cock while her husband fucked her from behind. This only made the whole show better. A few over excited Orcs blasted their black loads into the surrounding darkness. The Ram pushed and pulled for about ten minutes before finally starting to come. At first the only clue was the change in pitch of Anna's cries, getting softer as her ass was lubricated. But finally her bowel could hold no more and thick jism leaked around the pole in her ass. At last the Ram slipped out of her ass and off her back, and went over to a small patch of grass and started eating as if nothing had happened. At this a half dozen guards had rushed over to Anna's upthrust ass. At a guttural order from the Captain they stopped short of sticking in their cocks to replace the Ram's. But they did jerk off until they blew thick wads of black sperm over the poor girls now stretched out ass hole. The farmer tried to get his wife to suck out Anna's spunky ass, but she refused. She did let the Orc she was blowing shoot in her mouth though. And she ended up letting one of the Orcs fuck her pussy while the farmer fucked her ass. The guards finally threw Anna back into the cage and told Gabbie and Vickie to clean her up. Vickie had hung back, so Gabbie had shrugged, and licked the poor girl's ass hole clean. She'd noticed that for all Anna's protests and screams, her pussy was wet and she jerked at the touch of a tongue as if in orgasm. Gabbie grabbed Vickie and held her head to Anna's ass until she did her share of the cleanup. The Orcs just laughed. A week later Gabbie was choking just a bit, with Orc dork in her mouth. She bobbed quickly back and forth, trying to make the Captain come quickly so she could get some sleep. He didn't seem to mind, quite content to fuck her mouth hard and fast. Gabbie tried a trick she hoped worked as well with Orcs as it did with Men. She slipped a finger behind his balls and probed at his asshole. When her finger slid in an inch or so, the Captain suddenly grunted, and shot what seemed like a quart of black, smelly, slimy Orc jism into her mouth. She swallowed quickly, though not quickly enough, for a good amount of the black gunk ran down over her lower lip and chin to drip on her thighs. The Orcs cheered, the Captain pulled out and shook out a last drop into her unturned and open mouth. Good, another successful blowjob, successful meaning fast and pleasing to the Orcs who would come up with something worse if she didn't please them. "Let's give them an encore, Vickie. Come eat me out for a bit." Gabbie was pleased when Vickie immediately came over and started licking. She had a good mouth, now that she was resigned to using it. Actually Vickie, the redhead, was the one who usually gave the blowjobs. The Orcs loved her red hair and full lips and actually fought over the chance to get a blow job from her. At least at first. But as time went on the Orc's got impatient with her. She never did anything she wasn't forced to do. She'd lick if and how she was told, but only if they told her just what to do. An Orc could grab the back of her head and force her to deep throat him, but she'd never do it on her own. And she swallowed, if the Orc held her head on his cock when he came. But she might as well have been a doll, for all the action she took during sex. More than once, an Orc started in her mouth and finished in Gabby's, because Gabby would take part. Gabby licked and sucked when a dick was presented to her. She actually opened her throat and pushed a cock into her throat, at least from time to time. And if she didn't really like the oily taste of the Orc's black jism, she soon found out that jism shot while the cock was deep in her throat never touched her tongue and she never had to taste it. And she would occasionally pull back and open her mouth and beg for them to come on her tongue. That way they never figured out why she liked to deep throat so much. Just like human men, the Orcs loved the idea she wanted to eat their spunk. And it could have been worse. One day, when the Captain's dick actually got soft in Vickie's mouth during a rest stop, he'd finally had enough. Vickie was pulled out of the cage right there and made to kneel in the dust. Then one of the ponies that was pulling the prison cart was unharnessed and led over to her while the guards gathered around to watch. At first Vickie just knelt there doing nothing, not so much resisting as not understanding what was required of her. But the Captain told her in graphic detail what he wanted her to do. The girl knelt there stunned, then started to shake her head no, trying to back away from the beast. But the Captain got around behind her and roughly grabbed her breasts. He squeezed until the girl writhed in pain. She reached out and started fondling the pony's penis. Though only a small horse, it's cock was still larger than most men's' or Orcs', and of quite a girth, though Gabby had seen bigger on the stallion in the King's stables. At the Captain's urgings, and a fair amount of pain in breast and nipple, Vickie finally started licking the horse cock, running her tongue up and down it's length. When it was finally fully hard and slick with slobber, the Orc made her take the head between those full pouty lips. Gabby thought she looked rather good with a horse dick in her mouth. But there she stuck, she wouldn't move or lick though she didn't pull back from it. The pony itself started moving back and forth but Vickie just sat there with the head between her lips. The disgusted Captain finally pulled his dagger from his belt. Gabby thought he was going to kill Vickie then and there. But then she noticed that he hadn't removed the dagger from it's sheath, and in fact was holding it pommel forward. Gabby noticed that the pommel had a point on it, though it was blunt. Then he reached under Vickie and put the cold iron knob of the pommel against Vickie's anus. She knew what was coming, and tried to get away, but she only had one way to go and it was blocked by pony cock As she lunged forward, the Captain brutally pushed the knob into her ass, and she was forced to take about four inched of pony cock down her throat. He pulled back on the knife and all but the pony's cock head came out of her mouth. But the pommel didn't come out at all. It was wider than the tight ring of her anus that it had already pushed through, thus the Orc was able to push and pull her back and forth with the hard iron in her colon. Vickie was basically used as a cock sucking puppet, as the Orc forced her back and forth with the dagger in her ass. Forward, and horse cock pushed into her throat, backward, and the cock appeared again, slick with saliva. But after a while, Vickie was as deep as she thought she could go and she started resisting. This only forced more of the pommel into her ass, until she was impaled by cock in front and 4 inches of pommel behind. She was gagging on seven inches of thick pony cock, with thick horse spunk spilling down her chin that the pony had started drabbling into her as soon as his cock was in her mouth. This was not anything like the pony's orgasm, just the equine version of precum. Then Captain started pushing forward with the pommel, and with a strong arm around her body, forcing her to take even more. Slowly one more inch disappeared down her throat, then another, then another. In all she finally took about eleven inches. The Captain put a hand to her throat and joked about frigging the cock in her throat. He didn't let her pull back until she'd mostly lost consciousness from lack of air. When she did, he had her pull off the cock completely, to the horses annoyance and with difficulty because of the swollen knob that normally held a horses cock in a mare's pussy until they were completely finished. He told her that if she didn't put on a good show, he'd push her onto the cock until she passed out, and maybe until she died. She believed him. It was as if something had broken inside her, and she surrendered. She thoughtfully looked at the pony cock for a minute, but a small prod from the pommel in her ass got her moving. Vickie stuck out her long tongue and slowly lapped delicately at the slit in the swollen head. She played with a glob of spunk on her tongue and finally swallowed it. She whirled her tongue around the head lovingly, and darted forward to engulf it once more. She bobbed her head in an odd twisting motion, to take about three inches in. The pony snorted appreciatively. She pulled back again and milked at the long shaft until several large drops squeezed out onto her upturned face. She rubbed the cockhead through her silky red hair. The she pulled back, actually sitting down a bit on the prod in her ass, and massaged the dribbling cock across her breasts. A white slimy trail now ran from one nipple down into the valley between her breasts and back up to the other nipple. She whispered back to the Captain, who grinned and motioned one of the guard over. The guard quickly opened his britches and started masturbating. Vickie never touched the Orc, she just looked him straight in the eye as she once more filled her mouth with pony dick. She never looked away as she pushed about six inches past her lips. She stroked the pony's cock in time with the strokes of the guard. If he sped up, she sped up, if he slowed down, she slowed down. When a drop of precum appeared on the tip of the Orc's penis, she pulled back and licked a drop of jism from the horse's cock head. It wasn't long before the Orc couldn't hold back anymore. Vickie still wouldn't touch him, but as he started to shoot, she quickly spat out the horse dick and positioned her face in front of the Orc's black monster. She held the pony cockhead nearby, and as off-white drops of horse cum dripped on her face, she took shot after shot of black Orc jism on cheek, nose and lips. Finally, she opened those pouty lips and, never touching him, let the last several shots go into her gulping mouth. She swallowed ever drop. Then when he was dry, she went back to the pony who had yet to really come. Vickie's face was now striped in black and white trails of cum. She bobbed her head taking more cock with every stroke, until finally she achieved about eight inches on her own. At last the pony really started to cum. Vickie swallowed some of it, and let some overflow down her chin, there was certainly no shortage. But she knew that the Orcs would like it better if the could see it spurt, so she pushed back onto the pommel again, until it was fully lodged in her ass, and pointed the cock tip at her red hair, her face and her pert tits. Cum dripped down her body as she finished by opening her mouth as she had to the Orc guard and started swallowing as the pony spurted into her mouth. She milked the pony's cock and squeezed his balls to get the last drop. Then when she couldn't get any more from the pony, she started wiping the cum from her own face and body and sucking it into her mouth and down her throat. After that, she gave blowjobs often. But just as often, several of the Orcs would just come over and masturbate until they came, shooting their sperm onto her face and tits. She would lap up every drop. And whenever one of the Orc's came from one of Gabby's blow jobs, Vickie would be there to lick every drop from Gabby's face, or tits or ass, as well. Once all the Orcs jerked off into a goblet until it was full to the top with oily black jism. When they gave it to Vickie, she spent 20 minutes slowly playing with it and drinking it. She dripped it down her breasts until it clung to her nipples, then she'd catch it in her palm and lick it clean. She dripped some onto her cunt and masturbated until she came several times. She finished the goblet by tilting back her head, sticking out her tongue, and pouring the black mess so that it ran down her tongue and down her throat. A few days later, she got them to refill the goblet, and this time had Anna knelt, ass in the air. Vickie poured a line of black cum down the crack of Anna's ample ass, and licked it out of her asshole until Anna came to a rippling orgasm just from the anal stimulation. She turned Anna around and forced her to hold her large melons together. Vickie then poured a pool of blackness between Anna's tits, and lapped between the mounds until it was gone. Along the way, she licked and chewed Anna's nipples, until the girl threw her head back with a cry of pleasure. Then Vickie quickly filled Anna's mouth with sperm, and massage her throat to make her swallow it. Vickie had gone from a reluctant virgin to a cum drinking nympho. She would drink any sperm, any time. The Orcs made money in human villages by making men pay to watch her drink cum. She drank horse cum, goat cum, sheep cum, bull cum, dog cum and even pig cum. She swallowed human and Orc cum by the quart. She swallowed cum from cups, goblets, and bowls, from dicks, hands, and asses. Once a woman had let her four sons fuck her one after the other, then pressed her pussy between the bars while Vickie sucked the scum out of her cunt. The woman had been so inspired, she'd let all four sons fuck her in the ass, and had Vickie suck out her dripping sphincter The woman had also wanted to have her sons shoot in her mouth and then feed it to Vickie in a kiss, but she'd gotten too excited while blowing her youngest son. It seemed her two daughters had gotten so excited by the sight of their brothers fucking their mother, that they had started fisting each other. When the mother saw the two girls hand-in-cunt she'd swallowed the sperm. So instead, the mother and her two daughters had blow the next three men who came down the road. Then they'd taken turns spitting it into Vickie's mouth. The two daughters then fisted their mother in pussy and ass while she blew the Orc Captain. Vickie got to drink that cum too, when the woman dribbled it on her own tits. Gabby had spent most of that scene with Anna's head between her thighs and three finger's up Anna's ass. But afterwards she'd gotten one of the daughters over near the bars and gotten Anna to shove her hand up the girl's cunt. One of the Orcs had seen the girl trapped against the bars by the hand in her cunt and had stepped up behind her, grabbed her tits, and rammed his cock into her ass. Gabby got so excited that when the Orc came, she sucked the black jism from the girl's ass. She decided that she'd been around Vickie too long. She turned around, backed up to the bars and let three Orcs and one of the brothers fuck her in the ass. Of course, Vickie sucked her ass clean later. *** Of course, Snow White walked in exactly the wrong direction if her aim was to get back home. She walked farther and farther into the Dark Forest. There were things in the forest that she'd never imagined; blue monkeys with wings, rocks that talked, and mushrooms of unusual shape and size, but no people. Snow White continued on for many days, sustained by the many streams in the forest, and occasional sips from her jar. At last she came to a clearing that held a dilapidated old hut that she'd have thought abandoned except for the trickle of smoke from the chimney. She was overjoyed to finally see a sign of human habitation. Though she was in good shape from work at the convent (where she often ran long distances to burn off some of her excess sexual energy), she wasn't well suited to living in the woods. She hoped to at least get directions to the nearest town. She was sure that she could get by in a town; after all she was literate, fluent in three languages, and knew her numbers. Surely she could find some position, as a Governess or a Shop Girl. She wasn't quit sure if a an ex-virgin Princess hunted by an Evil Witch-Queen would be welcome. But perhaps 'Gwen', the lady's maid, might get by. This hut was a long way from a good position in a respectable town though. Snow White knocked at the door, almost knocking it off the one remaining leather hinge, and waited. There was a long moment of silence, then a thump, a thud, and a crash. She also heard a strange rustling. Then the door opened, explosively, to reveal a grizzled old woman, both plumb and ugly. She was clothed in a thin peasant skirt and a white blouse that had some odd greenish stains on it. Snow White noticed that the blouse was untied, revealing wrinkled breasts that must have been quite large once. The skirt hung from her wide hips and old pot belly, and was thin and thread-bare enough to make out the outline of what must have been the old woman's pubic hair. She glowering at the Princess in an evil manner, as she took in the sight of the bedraggled, but surprising beautiful visitor. "Well, what do ye want? I'll brook no solicitors, if that's what ye be," snapped the old woman. Snow White answered bravely, "Please, Grandmother, I'm lost in the woods. Can you help me to get back to town?" The old woman eyed her for a long moment, then seemed to soften, "Of course, deary, an innocent young girl is always welcome in my hut. Won't you come in and have some tea?" As Snow White somewhat reluctantly entered the hovel she was startled by a large shape rustling in a corner. As she cringed in startled fear, she was able to make out the shape of a large green creeping vine. She was somewhat relieved that it was only a plant until she noticed that it was moving by itself. She let out a soft scream as the plant monster started stretching its long green tentacular vines along the ground toward her. "Ollie! Down, Ollie!" cried the old woman. She swatted at the large plant, which cringed and pulled back into the corner. The plant was some kind of tangled vine, with at least a dozen long leafy appendages which waved in the air as if searching it for something. As she watched, new tentacles grew, and some others seemed to wither. The new growth was a pale green while the older growth was a dark brownish-green "There, there, dear, nothing to be scared of from old Ollie. He's just my little house plant is all. He won't hurt a hair on your head," the old woman crooned softly to Snow White. She urged the startled girl to hold out her hand to the plant thing, and chuckled softly as the plant sent a tentacle out to 'sniff' at the princess's hand. Soon Snow White was patting Ollie's leaves and letting his vines twirl through her fingers. Snow White yipped again in fear when one of the tentacles wandered under her skirt and tickled the lower curves of her heart shaped bottom, but the old woman hauled the vine out with a quick tug. "Now Ollie, mind your manners, old thing," said the crone. The old woman ushered Snow White to a seat on a rough stool near a small rickety table. The withered crone pattered about the dimly lit, musty hut, quickly brewing a pleasant smelling tea in a battered cooper tea pot on a small peasant style stone oven with a metal plate for a stove top, and produced some hot pastries to go with it. They still seemed hot from the oven. Snow White wondered vaguely where the pastries had come from, since she hadn't noticed the smell of baking as she approached the hut, in fact only noticing it after the tea was brewed. But she soon forgot her idle musings, as she tore into the first thing to eat, besides dragon spunk, that she'd had in several days. The old woman sat near the table in a spread legged sprawl on a soft mass of old cloth that gave off a small cloud of dust when she sat. She watched the girl eat, a smile revealing the remains of several yellowed and cracked old teeth. She seems very pleased to see the ex- princess eating and drinking, seeming almost to gloat. Ollie rustled softly as he sent a mass of his tentacles over to hunker near his strange mistress. After a few moments, Snow White noticed that the strangely animate plant had sent a vine under the old woman's skirt, too. But the old woman didn't scold the plant, seeming not to be aware of the leafy tentacle rooting around under her skirt. Snow White was very aware though, when there seemed to be something writhing under the thin material near the outline of the woman's pubic bush. She should have been disturbed by this she knew, but somehow she wasn't. In fact, she felt good, calm even in this strange setting, and there was a warm glow in her middle, probably from the tasty pastries. She felt a vague itch and found herself thinking of the huntsman's large penis. "Tell me how a young innocent like yourself, surely a virgin, came to be wandering in the Dark Forest?" the old woman asked eagerly, though perhaps a bit breathily. Snow White blushed, but found herself telling the old woman about the witch-queen, the hunt that was supposed to be her last, and the hunter that was her first. Somehow, she felt that the old woman was someone she could trust. She felt sleepy, and relaxed, but she didn't actually fall asleep. Instead she explained how the Huntsman had tricking her into going even farther into the Forest, and then his attempt to take her life. "But he spared me, for a price. He...he...ravaged me," blushed Snow White. "He did...unspeakable things to me, so I guess I'm not a virgin any more." The old woman looked oddly disappointed, then suddenly her face lit with sympathy. "You poor dear!" She came around behind Snow White and put her hands on the pale white shoulders to comfort the girl. The gnarled hands began a gentle massage to take away the tension that had crept into those slender shoulders as Snow White told her story. Snow white felt the old woman press close against her back, and felt something ropy and firm moving under the old woman's skirt. "I can only imagine it," said the old woman as she rubbed the tension out of Snow White's body. "That beast of a man, forcing himself on you. His great hands bruising these tender breasts!" Snow White realized the old woman's hands where now massaging her breasts, but, perhaps because her breasts did ache from the memory of that day, she let the old hands continue their work. The woman's hands had looked gnarled with arthritic joints and withered finger, but on her body they felt warm and strong, and awoke a sensual pleasure that was far superior to the long days of fear and tension, even if it was a strange even bizarre situation. One of Ollie's inquisitive tentacles poked up from under the table to hover near her throat, then brushed up against her face. She never even flinched, so relaxed was she in the old hag's company. She could smell its dusk odor of growing plants and soil. On impulse she smiled lazily pressed her lips against it's tip affectionately, just to feel the texture of it. It was firm and warm. She was a bit surprised when the tentacle pushed gently into her mouth, a steady pressure spreading her lips. This didn't bother her since she'd been wondering what it would taste like. She ran her tongue around the tip curiously. It was warmer than she thought and tasted sort of like a green tomato, though maybe that was just the vegetable version of most meats tasting a lot like chicken. She was tempted to take a bite, but had started to think of Ollie as a sort of odd green person, or at least a pet. The old woman grasped the vine, and slowly pulled it out. Snow White was vaguely surprised to see the length that came from between her lips. Without realizing it, she'd taken several inches of the green vine into her mouth, which now glistened wetly with her saliva in the dim light of the hut. The hag held it away from the girl's mouth but the vine still wetly caressed the hollow of her throat. "He just wants a bit of a kiss, deary, no harm in him." The old woman kept a hold of the vine as she went back to caressing Snow Whites breasts. She curled Ollie's vine around one magnificent mound. The vine constricted and relaxed rhythmically, beginning a strangely interesting massage of it's own. For a plant, Ollie seemed to know a lot about caressing a woman's body. "See, he just wants to help." Soon, Snow White's blouse was completely open down the front, and the hands, and Ollie's vine tentacles, wandered freely across her body. "I'll wager you fairly cringed at the sight of his big strong virile cock, it must have seemed a right monster!" The old woman illustrated her point by pulling Ollie's tentacle from the girl's breast. She let it brush against the strangely quiescent girl's lips. It seemed to have some kind of growth in pale green on the end now. "I'll bet it was even bigger than this! He probably brushed that monster prick down across your face to shame you, hard and already leaking spunk to smear across your lips and cheeks. Did he slap it against your face like this, deary?" Ollie's tentacle gently smacked into Snow White's nose and lips, wielded like a soft, exciting club by the old woman. "Did he push it between those perfect red lips, like this? Action followed words, and Snow White again felt the tentacle push into her mouth, but now it had that intriguing mushroom shaped knob on it. It pushed in and pulled out of her mouth under the guiding hand of the old hag. "I'll bet he forced you to lick and suck him, catering to his gross desires. Then I'll bet he pushed his prick down your throat and shot his spunk right down into your stomach! Is that what happened, deary? Did he cum in your mouth?" Snow White was a bit disappointed when the old woman asked this question. The tentacle had just been pushing into the back of her mouth, and she'd been wondering how it would compare to the huntsman and the dragon, but the old woman pulled it out, evidently so she could actually answer. "Are you still a virgin, in your mouth, then? Did he cum in your mouth, child?" A wrinkled hand caressed her throat, and Ollie's tentacle tip brushed the full red lips. "N-no, he didn't c-come in my mouth" "Ah, that's good, deary. Men are such beasts as to degrade a woman so, when I was a girl your age many a cock spewed down my throat to my shame. Ye are lucky to have been spared that ordeal." "Yes, I suppose so, though...I don't know...I wonder...anyway, he didn't ah, you know...not there, not him" After a pause Snow White dreamily said, "I met a dragon later though. H-he came in my mouth. A lot. But it was ok." Snow White shivered at the frission in her loins at the thought of the dragon's cock spurting in her mouth while its tongue was in her cunt literally, and magically, up to her tonsils. "A dragon, eh? Oh my, that must have been something! Ah, then not a virgin in that sweet mouth. But still the huntsman must have gratified his lusts in some manner." The old woman spit in her palm, and pushed it into the valley of Snow Whites cleavage. She rubbed the spittle between the firm mounds, and teased at the red nipples with her wrinkled old fingers. "Did he put his cock between these hills? Did he force you to hold your tits together like some common whore in a back alley for him to fuck?" The old woman took Snow White's hands and put them to work holding the white globes together. Then she took Ollie's odd tentacle and rubbed the hard tip under the crease of the firm mounds. She teased at the underside of Snow White's quivering breasts, and then pushed the mushroom up into her cleavage along the trail of spittle. It disappeared from sight, then pushed up until the tip popped back into view. The old woman stroked it in and out until Snow White almost had a tit orgasm. "Many a cruel, heartless man used me so in my tender naive youth. In those days my teats were nearly as big as your's are, dear child, and men were always grabbing at them, kissing them, rolling them around in big strong hands. I was just a girl, what could a girl do to stop such depravity. They would make me hold them so that they could use them like a cunt. Sailors, soldiers, even merchants and Nobles would shoot their nasty juices between my bubbies." "Did your Huntsman treat you so? Did he make you spread his seed over your nipples, rubbing it into you throat and shoulders? Did he cum between your tits and splatter your lovely throat and face with his white jism?" "No, not my breasts." "Ah, nothing is ever too much for men, they will do anything! I can hardly say what they used to do to me. Sometimes they would push up between my wide spread limbs and push their rude members deep into my most private parts! Right up inside my cunt!" The hag continued, "Did your hunter use those hard cruel hunters hands to force your young thighs apart like this!?" Snow White thought she was remembering the Huntsman's hands on her until she realized that the gnarled hands had snaked the material of Snow White's skirt up to her waist, and were actually pushing apart her thighs. Suddenly two more of Ollie's tentacles appeared and wrapped around her thighs, holding them spread apart lewdly so that her hot juicy cunt was revealed to the old woman's gaze. "Ah! So wet. And only from retelling the story!" The woman reached down past curly raven pubic hairs, and rubbed at the ruby clit shamefully poking past the top of full puffy outer labia. Snow White bucked, but the old woman stopped short, not letting the poor girl orgasm. She ran a finger between the inner lips to open them and display the red hole that gaped and closed, gaped and closed. "He must have pushed that huge prick between those lips, and into that tight, tight cunt. He would have been stopped by your hymen, but men are never stopped for long when satisfying their bestial lusts. Did he take your prized cherry, deary...did he cum in your tight, torn virgin pussy?" Snow White writhed and gasped out, "He...he fucked me! His prick was inside me...and he shot his...his jism into me! I loved it, too!" The old woman pushed about four inches of Ollie into the gasping vagina, but stopped any more from going in. "So, not a virgin in mouth or breast or pussy...so surely the horrible huntsman took the time to push into so luscious an ass. And if he didn't that perverse dragon must surely have pushed his seed into so wonderful a shit shoot. Some huge cock has surely been in this magnificent rosebud." Snow White shuddered in memory as the old woman touched her to illustrate her graphic guesses, but as a finger stole down deep between her legs and toward the back she felt compelled to offer a correction. "No...not either. Neither of them f-fucked me there. I guess, if you look at it like that, I'm still kind of a virgin, in my a...my bottom." "Ah, a virgin ass!" the old woman cried. Suddenly, Snow White seemed to start, realizing that she was nude and being stroked by the hands of a horrible withered old hag, and she had a plant stuck in her pussy! She realized with horror that this woman must be a witch, like the queen, and had cast some kind of spell on her. She cried out, and tried to cover herself with her hands, batting aside the old crones hands from her breasts and crotch. The old woman cackled, but backed away, and let her be. But Ollie whipped tentacles around her arms and pulled them painfully back. A tentacle went around her throat. Two more grasped her breasts as if they had been ties in rope. Ollie pushed the tentacle into her cunt another couple of inches, then abruptly pulled out. The head of his plant cock-tentacle hovered near her face "So, you do have some value to me after all, little girl." cackled the hag witch. "What do you mean? Let me go!" groaned Snow White as Ollie threatened to push his green cock vine into her mouth and she twisted and turned her head, trying to avoid it. The old witch casually reached down and thrust three fingers into Snow White, who was helpless to prevent it. "I have a job for you, dear little hot cunt, and if you do it, I'll reward you. I'll help you get to a place safe from the witch-queen who seeks to kill you." "But you're a witch, too!" gasped Snow White as she felt the three fingers thrusting into and out of her dripping wet love tunnel. "I owe her nothing! She is as much my rival as yours and if I can cause her a mischief, so much the better! So, do you want my help, or not?" Reluctantly, Snow White listened as the woman explained. *** The old woman pushed her over onto the now bush like Ollie, and she fell until she was completely enveloped by the plant, and supported several inches off the ground. Snow White had been bathed and prepared. The old woman had muttered strange incantations over her, though she'd gone ahead and finger fucked her several times during the process, apparently just for fun. At last she was ready, and the witch had led her over to the quivering plant. The witch's familiar, for such Ollie was, began to shudder harder, and his vines began to move and grow. The old woman watched the show avidly, though it was a little hard to see through the virtual cloud of viney tentacles. But it seemed to Snow White that she could see the old hag stripping off her own cloths and starting to rub her dry withered pussy as she watched the young girl. Then Snow White had no time to think of what the witch was doing. Snow White felt surrounded by a cloud of tongues as the tentacles of the plant beast searched out the surface of her body. Tentacles probed every inch of her body. She felt several twining around her breasts. More pushed softly into her armpits. Her nipples where tickles by the tips of vines until they stood up long and red. Others caressed her legs, rubbing down her thighs and the backs of her knees. They even probes between her toes. It felt like Gabby and five friends where lapping at the crack of her perfect ass. They brushed feather soft against the ruby bud at the top of her vulva, even against the softness of her blood red pussy lips. Then when Ollie had touched every part of her, he sent vines around her arms, and she found her hands bound behind her body, her shoulders where forced back and her ruby tipped tits thrust out as if eager for more caresses. She felt vines wrap around her knees and pull them up and apart, almost painfully. She had never been so open. Her pussy lips spread wide and her anus was fully exposed to the tickling of the vines. Two of the vines actually somehow took hold of her inner lips and spread them wider, stretching her cunt open for whatever was to come. Her breasts where bound together cruelly, though the nipples where exposed. They were bound in such a way that a cock could still be slipped between them if one where available. Her head was pulled back so that her slender neck was exposed. Her eyes where covered by leaves, so feeling and smell and sound became more important. The tentacles never stopped moving, tickling every part of her body as before, but this time she couldn't move. She could only moan, as she felt that vague itch return to her loans. She suspected that itch was about to be well scratched. At last she writhed in her viney bonds from her first orgasm. As if this was some kind of signal, she felt the tip of every tentacle slowly begin to change, until each developed a small pale green mushroom tip. When all the tentacles had new little heads, they began again their assault of her body. It felt as if a thousand small hard cocks all tried to fuck her at once. She didn't grow alarmed until she felt the tips at the various openings in her body begin to engorge. Slowly, ever so slowly, they started to push into her. Two pressed into her ears, blocking out outside noise, though she still heard some vibration given off by Ollie that sounded like a hundred fairy maiden's sighing in ecstasy. Two more fucked into her nostrils, feeling like little pricks lost in some new cunts, very definitely smelling of sex and green tomatoes. She tried to cry out, but this only allowed three more to fill her mouth and begin writhing in and out without any rhythm, but feeling as if three midgets vied to be the first to cum in her mouth. These small tentacle-pricks spasmed as if in botanical orgasm, but the spurts only drove sweet puffs of air down into her lungs. At least four must have been twining sinuously between her pussy lips, each only the size of a young school boy's first hard on, but together, they filled her thrillingly, like no school boy could, and came in puffs of oxygen rich sex tinged air. But only one teased at the entrance to her lower intestines, an immense vine, who's mushroom head was at least 4 inches in diameter. At first this 'back door' vine was content to nuzzle, to nudge, and was able to slip forward some small way up into the perfect ass of Snow White. But soon she felt fear grip her as she felt her tight ruby red anus stretched to its limits and the head was still not within her straining asshole, the only virgin orifice she retained. Still the vine pushed and rooted, as plants often do in their pushy plant way. If she could have cried out with her mouth full of young penis vines, she would have. Still the vine pressed. It began to ooze sap, seemingly from the very skin of the mushroom tip. Penis heads caressed every inch of her body, and licked at clit, and nipples and lips and the palms of her hands and the soles of her feet. Slowly she began to relax, in spite of herself, as the giant mushroom rotated left and right, and rocked slightly back and forth, working a bit deeper with each thrust. One of the school boy penises in her mouth began to leak the same sap now lubricating her asshole. It tasted like honey and cum, and only made her more excited as it ran down her throat. She ran her tongue back and forth between the pricks in her mouth, teasing at the ends. This was very nearly the only movement she could make. He pussy did milk at the small pricks buried in the tight opening, but that really wasn't voluntary. Then the anal tentacle began a new assault, stronger than before. She felt her ass stretch to it is maximum diameter, and beyond. She did her best to scream, as waves of pleasure mixed with the pain. She began her second agonizing orgasm as the giant tip finally drilled past her straining anal ring. She began a firecracker string of orgasms as tentacles rubbed at her clit. Other tentacles twined in her mouth. Dozens of pricks teased her nipples. Pricks teased her mound caressed her thighs and licked at the sensitive area between pussy and asshole. They pumped inside her and out. Tentacles bound her young cantaloupe sized breasts together, so that another could cleave between, pulsing and writhing, up into her mouth and down her throat. She could feel green plant cum running down her throat, into her spasming young cunt, into her armpits even. Everywhere the plant cum touched seemed to become more sensitive. If she could have, she would have stopped then even though much of what she felt was pleasure, so sensitive had she become that every touch was painful as well, though every touch brought orgasm after endless orgasm. Even her knees seemed to come. But it didn't stop, and no matter how she struggled she couldn't escape the multitude of pricks running over her body and into every hole. Pain and pleasure mixed until she couldn't tell them apart. One monstrous sensation overwhelmed the rest, though. She could feel the massive mushroom edging deeper into her ass. And unlike most of the tentacles, that seemed bent on emptying themselves into her, the 'back door' tentacle seemed to be sucking, even pulling at her insides as it moved ever deeper into her body. Even as her cunt showering small penises with her clear lubricating cum, they seemed to urge their bigger cousin on and inward, stroking it through the small stretch of skin between anus and vagina. Finally, when she thought she'd go mad, if she hadn't already, it reached some end point, perhaps beginning to taste the sap pumped down her throat by the vine between her breasts and down her throat. As Snow White reached some sort of peak in her multiple orgasms, the giant Ass- drilling Mushroom began to withdraw. She would have moaned anew, if only her mouth weren't still filled with squirming finger sized cocks and the larger tit-fucker tentacle cock, as she felt a profound, perhaps ultimate, emptiness as the monster withdrew, taking with it the needed nutrients to finish it's life cycle. And it was every bit as painful for the mushroom to pass back through the tight ring as it had been to penetrate the first time. But finally, her ass was empty, and she found herself somewhat disappointed that it was over. She had forgotten the crones words, though, "First it needs your soil, virgin soil, then it needs your rain to plant it's seed!" For a moment, the tentacles stopped, pulling out of her pussy, her mouth, from between her breasts. Then she felt the giant Mushroom tip, swollen even larger, nudging at her already well lubricated slit. She felt with horror the huge bulge about three inches behind the giant head, as it brushed between her knees. It must have been as large as a man's head. Then the smaller penis- tentacles that gripped her, pulled her legs wider, spreading her engorged pussy lips even farther apart. The tentacle was back at her lips, spewing forth another green slime that slid down her throat, but this time making her hungry. Hungry for cock, her mouth literally watering for cock between her lips. She moaned and sucked, pulling the plant prick into her throat. Her pussy watered for the taste of cock too, as she seemed to forget everything else besides the need to consume cock, in any hole. A perfunctory tentacle found it's way into her ass, but it seemed half hearted. But her ass clamped down on it, and the huntsman would have recognized the milking action from his experience with the Queen's ass. Perhaps a dozen tentacles joined the first in filled her straining mouth, seeming to absorb her copious saliva, the more cocks she had, the more her mouth demanded cocks and salivated to get them in. The giant Ass Mushroom, now the Pussy Mushroom, began to suck it's way inside her, lapping up her juices with what felt like another dozen tentacle sprouting from within itself. She even felt one very tiny cock tentacle making it's way into her piss hole. She had a small but distinct urethra orgasm as the cock began pumping out her piss from inside her bladder. More tentacles licked at her salty, sweaty skin. Even more than the first phase, this phase of Ollie's life cycle threatened to drive her mad. Not even the terrible pain as the bulge of the 'seed' began to enter her slowed her orgasms. She spasmed higher and higher, soaring ever upward from one orgasm to another. As she lost consciousness, she wished the seed had been even bigger, the head broader, the plant cum thicker and more.... Snow White awoke tangled in a pile of brown withered branches, some still poking inside her. She was covered as well, in sticky sap, on her face, her breasts, her hair. But not between her thighs. She looked down to see the hideous face of the old crone peering up at her from between her suspiciously clean thighs. (She was sure she still had a stick up her ass, however.) She frowned. "What do you think you are doing!?" Snow White shuddered as that long gray tongue slithered out and between the lips of her pussy. "Why deary! Just doing what's necessary. We have to get that seed out, you know-before it sprouts, like. Just lie back, and Meg will take it out." Snow White found that she didn't have much choice, being paralyzed by the final ejaculate of the monstrous cock vine. The old witch went on lapping at Snow White's cunt, but she also occasionally licked down to the still painful anal ring and pushed saliva into the girl's colon. She also finally pulled the stick out of the Princess's ass. The old witch returned to Snow White's pussy, pushing into it with two fingers and started spreading the still tender lips apart again. Three fingers replaced two, and then her bony old hand slid into Snow Whites vagina. As she licked, she pulled with the hand in the girl's cunt at some large mass inside Snow White. Snow White realized that her belly bulged out like the pregnant girl the convent took in one year. (The girl had given birth hanging in an odd hammock hanging from the stable ceiling. After she gave birth, she'd repaid the nuns, by letting a plow-horse fuck her, while the nuns watched. The plow-horse's cock must have been 4 inches in diameter and there was no way she could have taken it except just after giving birth.) The witch pushed down on it from outside and Snow White knew that the bulge must be the seed that Ollie had planted. As the nuns in the convent had said, sometimes one had to just relax and enjoy what one couldn't stop. Besides, if she closed her eyes (one of the few muscles that still worked) she could imagine it was the silver tongue of the Dragon or perhaps simply the agile tongue of dear lost Gabby lapping at her clit. It took a long time for the crone to lick that giant seed out of Snow Whites belly. end story segment