Feature Writer: GenmaMusha
Feature Title: Amazon Goddess
Contact: [email protected]
Story Codes: FFM, Voyeurism, Hermaphrodite, Bi, Rape, Violence, Cannibalism, Snuff, Fantasy
Synopsis: A group of knights on a quest discover a strange clan of women with mysterious secrets.
Amazon Goddess
Four knights huddled around a fire in the naked countryside eating rabbit and drinking from their water bags. They were on a quest to slay any evil in the Kingdom’s farthest reaches and find the source of some strange lights and going-ons in the area as of late.
Apparently, many castle guards had observed strange lights around the farthest edges of the woods and the King sent his favorite knights to cure the fear of the people. It had been 4 weeks travel and they were deep within the forest that surrounded the valley the castle occupied.
Buckonir, the leader, was a large man in height and had long blonde hair that reached his waist when unbound. His feminine features and slim build belied his horrible strength. Next to him was Smitson, simply called Raven, for his love of black clothing and his short, but heavy build. Beside him were the Gutenstein cousins, Dog and Marc, both average build with long brown hair and a savage faces.
The men were not in a joking mood tonight, as fear crept into them. “So were the first to explore these woods, aye?” said Raven, looking at the filled mouth of Buckonir. “Yes, who knows what be in this cursed forest… trolls, ogres, orcs… but they are no match for our blade’s bite.” He said calmly. “The sun will rise soon, so lets sleep well tonight.” At this, the group removed their armor and weapons, and laid on the ground still chewing on their straw beds, closing their eyes.
“Ye know, from behind you look like a maiden Buckonir,” Dog cooed and the group roared in laughter. “How long has it been since you have laid with a woman? Oh you never have,” smiled Buckonir. At that Dog pretended to laugh and go to sleep, never mind the insult.
The group was already moving through the woods at first light, heading north, towards the area of the lights. The forest had been dark, alien and mysterious for all the days they moved through. The air was far colder up here, and frost coated the pines in the immediate area. The oxygen was thin, dragging on the men’s endurance, since they had been steadily climbing uphill through a mountain forest.
The streams were chucked with ice and the grown was white with snow. After 2 hours of nonstop trudging, they stopped to make camp and rest for around an hour or 3. “I’ll get wood, Dog and marc will get meat and you get some water Raven.” They all split into separate groups immediately. Raven carried skin bags and small pails with him near a stream collecting ice to melt. He noticed the smell of fresh water, and decided to follow it, too tired to care what might be around. He found a little, flowing stream.
As he gathered water from the stream he looked up further to see a wide lake. He moved up to one of the most beautiful icy lakes he had ever seen, but suddenly a large splash moved him to drop his equipment and unsheathe his sword. Tense, and tight, his eyes darted quickly around the lake surface. What made him drop his guard in disbelief was when a naked woman rose out of the water, her long curly black hair raining ice water and freezing droplets sliding down her breasts. Her light muscular build was lightly tan. It made no sense ay all.
“Hey! MAIDEN!” he yelled but the woman only turned slightly, smiled and lazily walked through the trees. Raven could not believe his eyes. He ran furiously back to the camp to find Bucknir stoking a fire. “BUCKNIR!! I found PEOPLE!! UP here!” he gasped. “People?! What kind of people?!” He alarmingly uttered. “I don’t know… I saw a woman in the ice lake, she was not scared, I’m sure we can track her!” Raven gasped.
Bucknir yelled for Marc and Dog who came running, blades at the ready. “We found people here, or someTHING, but we gonna find it aye?!” Bucknir pronounced. The men quickly found the tracks near the lake and traced them through the icy forest, eventually happening upon what seemed like a tiny village.
The homes were made with wood and mud, but large and in the distance stood what seemed to be a stone temple unlike anything they have seen. Bucknir placed his hand on the sword handle and slowly walked in, yelling, “We come in peace, please speak to us, we come from the southern Kingdom of the Valley!”
Immediately they were surrounded by dozens of women! The women were dressed in fur and walked around them confusingly, women of all ages, yet no older than 40 but no younger than 17. They touched the knight’s faces and slowly began to smile and giggle. “I like this place,” said Dog. Then horns blew and the women pulled out large scimitar blades from under their four aimed at the knight’s throats.
Raven was about to fight back when a large red haired woman about 6ft 4 and muscular as a man, walked towards them. “I am Kala, and these are my people! Why are you here knights of the south! Drop your blades or die, we have archers all aimed at your heads!” The knights dropped their blades and looked at Bucknir for the next move. “We are just searching for the source of strange lights, we have no quarrel with you. The king of…” but before Bucknir could finish Kala continued.
“Yes, yes, so you are here to find lights? Well, you must be tired. Come, we will feed you, and celebrate the visitors,” she bellowed. The blades dropped and the knights were led to a large wooden building by giggling women. 3 women to a knight lead the knights into little rooms with very large tubs. The men were stripped and pushed into the hot water, surrounded by giggling ladies. Kala lead Bucknir into a room with a tub, and undressed him quickly like a child. “I don’t understand…” he muttered, but the big woman picked him up like a baby, and sat him in the tub.
Bucknoir was in shock, naked in a hot tub with a woman like a goddess. She then stripped herself quickly exposing huge breasts and a stomach ripped like bubbling metal. Bucknir was still taking it all in when she climbed into the tub with him and pulled him to her. “Now hold on… WHATS GOING ON!?” he yelled and pushed at her, but her strength was too much for even him.
“Relax and enjoy,” she said as her hand fished for his quickly hardening penis. He gasped when she found her target, Her other hand grabbing his buttocks and pulling him unwillingly towards her. His shock spiraled out when he felt himself slide into a tight, warm hole. Her legs wrapped around his hips and she held herself up with her hands on the edge of the tub. She stared him in the eyes, as she used her legs to vibrate him in and out of her clenching pussy.
Bucknir looked at her huge breasts in shock at how even if he pulled back, the power in her vagina would not free him even if he did try to pull free. He was merely a puppet moving not on his own accord, as she used her legs and pussy alone to pump him furiously. He gave in to being powerless and felt the fluid in his balls bubble up slowly. Then she stopped, and sunk into the tub with him, still holding him. She laid on her back, still floating, and bounced him up and down on her pussy like a doll.
He screamed as he came, flooding her pussy with sperm. But she kept going like nothing happened. Bucknir never felt so powerless in his life and oversensitive penis trapped in her begin to suffer with pain from the over stimulation.
“STOP! Please STOP!” he groaned as he pushed at her but, her rock body never stopped and she just stared him in the eyes. Bucknir’s nerves in his ground screamed with torture as the pumping never let up. In a painful fury he beat at her stomach and chest, but the rock hard body never stopped. He could hold out no longer and screamed in pain. He screamed for his comrades and pushed at her but the onslaught never stopped and none came.
“I won’t stop till I’m done,” she gasped in his face. Bucknir screamed in pain as she grinded him upside the wall of the tub. His legs and arms thrashed in the tub as the pain crept up his penis to his prostate. After what seemed like forever and his voice grew barely audible and hoarse, the stopped and moaned loudly, he laid back with relief but then she sped up and her walls vibrated on him. He screamed but the pain stopped as she caught her breath and quit.
Bucknir lay limp over her shoulder, gasping for breath, still clenched to her tightly. Suddenly a loud, guttural scream came from across the hall. It was Dog. There was the sound of a fight and naked feet on the wooded floor. Dog slid in the room, falling on his back, naked, erect, and bound, his hands firmly kept to his side by a belt like structure. He looked at the limp Bucknir, and ignored the fact of his exhaustion, panicky yelling,
“These women are unnatural, their monsters, we must leave now!” Bucknir, gained new strength and shoved the woman holding him, but nothing happened. His energy flowed of him into the steamy water. The sound of naked feet came loud down the hall, and the three women that led Dog into the tub appeared naked and wet. But they were hermaphrodites, their sopping wet vaginas, dripped and their huge 8 inch dicks dripped pre-cum.
The redhead chuckled to herself and turned Bucknirs face to watch his friend. Dog pushed away, but the combined force the girls turned him over. One of the girls placed at a strange steel device over his feet, tying them together. Long metal tubes projected out the side of the device, spreading Dog’s legs wide like in a birth position. In one last gust of defiance he yelled a curse as a petite blonde girl with a cute innocent face settled between his legs. His throat grew hoarse as his eyes squinted and his mouth yelled a scream that could split eardrums when she shoved the huge pink head into him.
Her dainty little hands pushed on his chest, but her other part was roughly pushed into his anus. One of the other girls, the one from the lake, put a metal ball in his mouth. His eyes opened wide and his mouth opened to reveal a clear rubber like coating over his teeth. The same girl sat on his face, easing her member down his throat, not just his moth and actually down the esophagus. A tiny tube poked out the side of his mouth allowing him to breath, while the pale butt and long black hair bounced up and down on his face, fucking his throat. His chin was swallowed by her pussy, soaking his neck.
The third girl, and tall blonde with small breasts eased in the tub behind Bucknir. He suddenly realized whats going to happen and thrashed violently, but the big woman held him firm. The little girl no more than 18, spread his cheeks and he felt a hardness pushing at his anus. “No! No! No!” AAHHH!!”
Her 10 inches were halfway inside his gut, the thick intruder literally ripping his insides. Blood clouded around his butt, but the little girl behind him kept pushing like a mad bull, drooling. He looked at Dog, who was sobbing in pain as the petite blonde girl between his legs moaned and rolled her head in a circle in a slow but numbing orgasm. The black haired girl was already standing up, pulling the contraption from his mouth. He threw up at the extraction, only a cup full of pure white cum, spilling forth, over his face and nose.
Dog slumped into unconsciousness then, and the little blonde pulled her limp dick from his bleeding anus. Bucknir also feinted when the girl in his butt began to moan and her penis doubled in girth, spewing two handfuls of burning cum in his stomach. Bucknir awoke, groggily, inside a stone room, filled with green light. As he looked he up his adrenaline hit the roof to not only see this was not a dream, but his best friend Raven was laying on a table limp, eyes rolling into his head with 4 girls violently fucking him.
One normal like girl was riding him violently, while two underneath him were doubled up in his anus, gushing blood. His mouth was full as well. The lady in his mouth pulled her member out and coated his face in cream. All the others moaned in unison, crushing his body with their hips. When they got off of him, he lay still, not moving.
“Well, he wasn’t enough men to lay with four women now was he” said a familiar voice to Bucknir’s side. It was Kala. “You men are so much more fun than those machina.” Bucknir suddenly realized he was chained to the wall by strange devices. “What are YE!?! DEVIL!!!” he roared. Kala chuckled to herself. “Not a devil, but a human like you, just made better by the masters.”
When Bucknir looked at a wall to his side, he was pictures of large headed, gray beings with huge black eyes, doing things to women with strange tools. “These demons be ye masters…” he said in a low voice. “Yes, but they’re not demons, they call themselves Kghu,” she said relaxed.
“Want to meet one?” She walked away from him, but the part of the wall he was attached to give way and floated behind her. They entered an all metal room, while a young girl around 13 was on a table, aliens flurrying around her body with blades, tools, needles and robots in their hands, making her “better”. Kala bowed and put her hands on her head. One of the aliens took notice and rubbed her chin, with love like for a pet. He looked at the man on the floating slab and went back to work like nothing was amiss, which it wasn’t… to him.
“Where’s my men?” Bucknir shouted. The aliens never noticed but Kala did, decking him across the face. Blood poured from his eye and his lip. They left the room, the slab always behind her. “You wanna see your men, you disrespectful bastard!” she said. “Well, I’ll show you.” They entered a huge stone hall they needed into a gigantic room. The room glowed blue and had a cool air to it. Bucknir looked up and lost his cool right then. A huge woman about 33 feet tall with white hair lay on a huge soft table resting, her fingernails and lips blue tinted. “Snow goddess, your servant is here to feed you,” Kala yelled.
The huge woman stirred, eyeing her with red eyes. Bucknir saw Marc tied to a slab like him. 5 women in robes detached his spent frame and moved to the goddess. She smiled and opened her huge legs wide, her vagina dripping with a yellow slime. Marc was obviously drugged as he could barely lift his head. The women in robes laid him on the goddess’ table, his feet pointed towards her vagina.
The vagina eased open like a plant, yellow fluid washing his body. Long pink tendrils eased out, wrapping around him, like a squid’s arms. The arms slowly pulled him inside. Once his feet felt the warm flesh, Marc tired to fight, but his strongest efforts were restrained to moaning and slow jiggles. He moaned and grunted loudly and twitched fast and hard as his head disappeared between the giant pussy lips. Bucknir became sick as he could hear the moans and screams from the vagina deafen, while a small bulge moved up the goddess’ mound. The mound moved, then stopped and disappeared around her stomach region like a wave smoothing out on a ocean surface.
The goddess belched and lay her head back on the table. The robed women and Kala cheered, jumping up and down. She raised her huge head again, white hair flowing down her face, red eyes on Kala. “I want more, more life,” her voice thundered. Poor Dog was brought out, screaming and fighting against his bonds. Kala walked over to him and wrapped her hands around him. The restraints let go and she placed his struggling frame on the table. The huge tendrils flew out again, wrapping around each limb and his mouth. Kala let go, and the tendrils pulled him towards the opening pussy.
Bucknir heard a high pitched scream as the long brown hair disappeared between the lips. The goddess began to rub her breasts as the lump around her gut jiggled and fought, then a high pitched scream like a whistle echoed from her belly, abruptly cutoff followed by stillness. The lump disappeared, and she belched again followed by cheering. Bucknir closed his eyes and muttered to himself cursing himself for becoming aroused. The bright red eyes focused on him, and the voice thundered in the acoustic room.
“Calm him, then feed me.” “Yes goddess,” Kala answered and she moved her hand for the robed to move towards Bucknir. One woman knelt behind him, massaging his naked balls firmly, the other, a long haired brunette, grasped his member and engulfed it down to the balls. Her throat rhythmically rubbed the head causing him to ejaculate fact.
Bucknir slumped in his cuffs, dripping sperm down the still sucking girl’s mouth. Kala then motioned for the girls to move away, and she grabbed him. He was placed on the table and felt the warm, wet tendrils wrap around his feet. He had lost his hope and fight, and was sleepy from the intense work over.
“Before I die, just tell me goddess, what are you, what is going on?” he muttered to her. “I will tell,” she thundered. “Before I dine.” “The Kguh came from the sky and took a group of girls as their pets… us. They used magic and tools to make us special. I am most special, I was the first made and the mightiest. I lead us in protect. When the day comes, I will rise and we will take new lands. We are the Amzany clan. Now you know, farewell,” she said almost lovingly.
With that the tendrils jerked sliding his back along the yellow slime on the table. He felt almost sleepy as the warm fleshy walls began to surround and touch him. The heartbeat eased him as he held his breath inside the goddess. He kept moving until he stopped. He braced himself for the pain, and instantly long tentacles with needles engulfed his body. Once the needles entered, a fluid so hot like fire pulsed in his veins, turning his muscles to goo. Before he could die, he was sucked into a painfully tight tunnel which closed around him, drowning him with pussy juice.
He inhaled goo and everything went black.
The room cheered as the goddess belched. She rose to a sitting position and smiled at the small people around her. “The time is almost upon us,” she cooed. “Let us find more people for pleasure and let us breed more to increase our race.” Unknown to the fallen knights, the girls impregnated each other rarely, but now the goddess was ready to begin a mass breeding, even bringing new women for fresh genes to their stock. The time was upon them.
THE END