WhimsicalLantern
Well this is a fine mess you've gotten yourself into, Erika. Definitely didn't pn for this.
Erika was kneeling on a bear skin rug on the floor of a teepee, head and arms locked into a stockade while her ankles were chained to bolts on the floor. She was totally nude and exposed, her naked rear ready for the taking by anyone who happened to walk by. Behind her stood a trio of werewolves, their furry bodies jostling back and forth as they loudly argued with each other. She could feel a leather thong of some kind in her mouth, gagging her, and the drool built up around it, running down her chin. Slow drips of saliva began falling on the rug, darkening the fur.
"I should be first," one werewolf snarled. "I helped capture the witch!" Erika mentally tagged him as Albert.
"Fuck you," said a second. "I'm stronger. You can have the slop that's left when I'm done with her. And besides, Fawn did most of the work." Erika tagged him as Benjamin, just to continue counting by letters. Not that he seemed the Benjamin type, but you never knew.
"She does have three holes," the third observed. He seemed quieter, more contemptive. Erika decided he would be called Charles. "We don't have to wait for you to finish."
"I'll put three holes in you if you think you're getting her first," said Albert. He cws snicked out menacingly. "You can watch as I cim this bitch as my own."
Erika squirmed, her body responding to the thrill of the three hypermasculine creatures fighting over which got to fuck her first. She hadn't pnned on getting ravished by a pack of werewolves today, but she wasn't necessarily opposed to it either.
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Two Hours Prior:
Erika had been traveling roughly south-east for a while, trying to get away from the cold North Dakota winter. She'd stumbled her way onto a Native American reservation, judging by the signs and the general theme of the buildings. Erika's garb had magical protection from the worst of the elements, but it still wasn't pleasant to be stepping through knee-high snowdrifts wearing six-inch ptform heels and a miniskirt. She was ready for a change of weather conditions.
Maybe Florida is nice this time of year? I know I don't tan well, but I'd still love to hang out on the beaches. I'll bet they're nude beaches at this point, too. Hmmm...
Erika daydreamed about ying out nude on a tropical beach, the waves crashing nearby as her tentacles prepared and served her drinks and massaged sunscreen into her tight flesh. The miles continued ticking by as she was lost in her thoughts, her fantasies continuing to shift even more obscene as the tentacles went from mixing drinks and applying sunscreen to teasing and then vioting her body as the tropical waves crashed around her. Erika could feel the heat in her body rising despite the chill of the South Dakota winter and realized she'd need to stop to get her libido back under control.
Fucking hell, Erika thought. Why am I always so horny? I need to find a proper partner and start getting railed a few times a day every day. This is just too distracting and masturbation isn't giving me enough relief.
Erika looked around, spotting an old teepee about a quarter mile away from her. It looked like it was part of a heritage exhibit, but it would do to get out of the wind and snow while she got some relief. She pushed the fp to the side and crawled in, closing it behind her. The interior was dark and dusty, but dry and a good refuge from the weather. Erika set to work creating a small campfire in the middle of the teepee to warm the pce up while she got comfortable.
As she gnced around with the campfire beginning to flourish, Erika realized that the teepee might not have been as uninhabited as she had imagined. There were elk and bear fur rugs covering the ground, and they looked to be in reasonably good shape, implying they hadn't been here long. Hopefully she could get herself off a few times and get out of here before the inhabitants came back, she didn't want to end up like Goldilocks.
Erika did find an old Native American peace pipe in the corner, which she lit and took a few hits from for fun before pcing it back where she found it. She wasn't sure what was in it, but felt her body start to loosen a bit, losing control of her inhibitions and thoughts. Everything started to get a warm and fuzzy feeling around the edges and her vision started to blur. Whew, that's some good shit, she thought. I might need to keep that.
Erika sighed with relief as she pulled her clothes off, undressing and stashing them in her storage ring. The chill air of the teepee was just starting to warm from the fire, but it still made her nipples crinkle with the cold and the excitement of being naked in an unfamiliar location. She reached into her storage ring and pulled out of one of her favorite toys. She ran her hands up and down the nine-inch long silicon dildo, then gently inserted it into her mouth, pushing it deep in her throat to get it all wet. Erika bobbed her head back and forth a few times, warming up her muscles as she pretended to give the dildo a blowjob. Her other hand trailed down her body, pausing to pull at a nipple piercing before starting to tease at the folds of her pussy.
Erika could feel the heat and wetness coming off herself as she gently parted her bia with her index finger, arching her back at the sensations and moving the dildo down, preparing to enter herself. She closed her eyes, readying herself, moaning with anticipation as she positioned the dildo at the entrance to her sex. She teased it back and forth a few times, running it from her clit down, teasing into the folds, about to penetrate herself.
"Just what in the hell do you think you're doing?" An angry female voice shouted into Erika's head. She blinked and sat up suddenly, gncing around the teepee, guiltily moving the dildo behind her back. "You think you can come into someone's tent and just start acting like a slut? Where are your manners?"
"Uhhh... hello?" Erika said cautiously, not seeing anyone. "Who's there?" The teepee remained empty, a set of furs around a central fire and a bundle of artifacts in the corner. It looked like an old priestess headdress was ying next to where she'd dropped the peace pipe, along with some tattered leather clothes. Another corner contained a few pieces of wood, faded from years of exposure. No sign of any people, though. "Okay fine, be that way..."
She closed her eyes again, trying to embrace her libido as she moved the dildo out of hiding and back down toward her waiting pussy. "I said no!" Erika heard a ctter as the peace pipe toppled over from where she had rested it, her eyes narrowed in suspicion as she gnced around the teepee once more. Nothing was moving currently, but the pipe had definitely fallen from where she'd set it.
"I don't like peeping toms," Erika said grumpily. "I'm going to masturbate here and if you want to join in, you're welcome to. Otherwise, watch or don't, I don't care which, but quit bothering me."
A spectral figure stepped into Erika's view, striding around and pointing an angry finger at her. Erika blinked, taking in the figure's appearance. A very attractive Native American woman, probably in her mid-20s, stood in the middle of the fire, totally oblivious to that fact because she was a ghost and the fire didn't affect her. She was wearing an ornate headdress but was otherwise quite scantily cd, bits of leather, fur, and feathers barely covering her breasts and pelvis. She was gorgeous, sexy, and also quite angry.
"This is my teepee, not yours," the woman scolded. "You shouldn't act like this!"
"That's rich coming from you," Erika countered. "You're dressed sexy as hell. I'll bet back when you were alive you'd be down to fuck any hot thing quicker than you could take a hit from your pipe. Shit, if you were real, I'd gdly give you at least five of the best orgasms of your life."
The woman blinked, startled by Erika's crude counter, before gncing back down at the nude witch. "If sex is what you desire, then that is what I will give you - but it will be a punishment for trespassing. You may not enjoy this as much as you think."
"Challenge accepted," Erika said with a leering grin.
The ghostly woman started chanting, raising her arms toward the ceiling and back down several times. She raised the peace pipe to her own lips, somehow her ghostly body able to interact with the physical item, and took a deep draw from it, filling her lungs. She then leaned forward over Erika, who had continued to y there nude and was watching the entire scene with amusement. The ghost then exhaled, blowing all the smoke into Erika's face. She then straightened back up and let out a wolf howl.
Erika coughed briefly at the massive rush of smoke in her face, but breathed deeply, enjoying the scented fvors of the smoke and assuming it was probably some kind of Native American aphrodisiac, hallucinogen, or otherwise was going to be useful to get her fucked up. She yelped with surprise as the tent fp swished open, three rge wolves stalking into the teepee and standing menacingly around the nude witch. Erika gnced at the ghost, who seemed to be growing fuzzy.
"What the fuck?" Erika said, trying to stand and wobbling as she did, sleep cwing at her mind. "I don't go for that animal shit." Erika felt the world start leaning heavily to the side as she staggered. Her vision started blurring even more as one of the wolves started to stand upright, shifting into a man's form as the figure that she vaguely understood to be a werewolf stepped toward her, grabbing her by the back of her neck and dragging her back to the ground. She lost consciousness as the tent's interior swirled into bck.
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Erika gnced around, trying to decide which of the werewolves she wanted to fuck first. While she was certainly relieved to see they had humanoid forms, she hadn't really gotten a good glimpse of them beyond the brief look as she passed out. Being bound in pce into the stockade also wasn't helping her scope out the werewolves, but at this point she was so horny from denied pleasure that her pussy was positively dripping as it faced the trio. Please, one of you alpha male jerks just go ahead and fuck me, she thought to herself. Or all three, I don't care, just someone start putting your cock in me.
Erika gasped as she felt a pair of hands grab her roughly by the hips, cws drawing small trails of blood as they dug into her sensitive flesh. "I shall go first," Albert stated with a growl. "Watch and learn how I breed this bitch." Erika moaned around the leather gag, pushing her hips backward. She felt the furry torso of the creature against her ass, but missed making the connection. "She is eager," the werewolf ughed. Erika felt the tip of a penis pressing against her pussy, starting to part the lips. Her body thrummed with eagerness, she needed this so badly.
"FUCK YOU! I want her first," screamed Benjamin as the second werewolf grabbed Albert and ripped him off Erika. Erika screamed in painful surprise as Albert's cws left deep furrows on her hips as he tried to cling to her, then sobbed as she realized the cock was gone. The two werewolves thrashed back and forth behind her as their fight escated. She couldn't see what they were doing, but based on the sounds it seemed to be an incredible battle between the two. There was a lot of snarling, howling, screams, and so on. Suddenly, the two werewolves tumbled through the fire and nded in front of her. They were both bleeding profusely from dozens of sshing wounds, yellow eyes gring at one another with hatred. Strips of flesh hung from their cws as well as their abused bodies.
"She is mine, brother," panted the werewolf on the left, which she identified as Albert from the voice. "You may go second, but I will cim her first."
"Never," replied the second, and leaped forward. Erika watched as the battle continued in front of her, blinking in surprise as a spray of blood showered across her face as Benjamin ripped Albert's intestines free with a nasty ssh. Albert countered by jabbing his cws into Benjamin's neck, and the two combatants fell, both moaning with pain. The two y heavily on the furs padding the teepee floor, blood oozing from their wounds.
Suddenly, Erika felt a cock pressing at the entrance to her pussy once more. "Those idiots are always too busy fighting. You're mine." Erika blinked, realizing the third werewolf was going to fuck her while the others fought over her. The werewolf, Charles, let out a victorious howl as he thrust himself forward and Erika moaned in pleasure as the thick, veiny cock pushed deep inside of her. Her body was begging for this, desperate for cock, needing to be pounded like a piece of dried meat. Her body felt so full, the werewolf's cock deep inside of her, like her body was made for sheathing it. Erika exulted in the feeling, craving the sex with the werewolf.
The two werewolves on the ground had other ideas, however, and both raised their heads to gre, howling with fury at Charles's betrayal. They leaped forward, bounding over Erika, and she felt Charles be ripped from inside of her as the thud of bodies and screams of pain continued, her pussy now sadly vacant once more. The fighting continued for several minutes, Charles seeming to have the upper hand against the two mortally injured werewolves, but they fought well together. The fight continued swirling around the teepee, occasionally visible to the captive Erika.
With a howl of victory, Benjamin ripped Charles's throat out with his cws, letting the corpse topple to the ground. Blood spshed across Erika's face again, painting her in stripes as she panted against the gag, waiting to see what her fate would be. Benjamin stood, tottering on a crippled leg, and tried to limp toward Erika. Albert rose from where he had been thrown, dragging himself toward Benjamin. The two colpsed against the stockade, weary and injured bodies pressing against Erika as they continued stabbing and biting at one another. Finally, Albert gained the upper hand and ripped Benjamin's heart free, throwing it into the fire.
He stood, gazing down at Erika, who gnced up at him from her knees. He bled freely from the neck, an errant cw strike having found purchase there. His fur was mangled, bloody, but he stood victorious. A rge, angry cock rose from his torso, inches from Erika's nose. She couldn't wait any longer, moaning into the gag and wagging her ass. Albert stepped around to behind Erika, once more grabbing onto her injured hips and positioning himself to enter her. Erika felt the weight of the werewolf press against her back, the heat of his body, the blood running freely onto her skin. She tried to push her hips backwards to help him inside of her, but instead she felt the werewolf slide off her, nding on the ground with a thump. Silence took over the tent, the only sounds were Erika's own breathing.
Erika blinked, suddenly panicked at the ck of Albert. She moaned into the gag again, waggling her butt, trying to attract his attention. Erika tried to turn her head, but couldn't see past the stockade she was bolted into. You have got to be fucking kidding me, she thought to herself. Where did he go? I was promised sex, damn it! You can't leave me like this!
"Well, that didn't work as pnned," came the dejected voice of the ghostly woman, Fawn if Erika remembered the name that one of the wolves had said. "Stupid men, too busy fighting to properly fuck."
Erika nodded her agreement, unable to reply around the gag. She saw Fawn fade into visibility, her ethereal form striding around the teepee to stand in front of Erika, fists on her hips as she stared down at the captive witch.
"If you want something done right, you've got to do it yourself," she said. Erika's eyes widened, hope blossoming inside of her. Maybe she'd get fucked after all. "But I'm not going easy on you." Erika nodded again, eager to get things started. "I bet you've never seen something like this..."
Fawn picked up the peace pipe, lighting it from the central fire, and again drew deeply on it, holding the smoke in her lungs for a long moment. She let it roll back out of her lungs, forming a circle in the dusty air of the teepee. She then blew a long stream, a thick column of smoke that penetrated the circle and destroyed it. Fawn then grinned down at Erika, her smile mischievous. The ghost stepped forward, removing the gag from Erika's mouth, and peeled her own clothes off. The small strips of leather and fur hit the floor of the teepee, revealing mouthwatering perky breasts. Fawn's nipples were firmly at attention, jutting proudly forth from a pair of torpedo shaped tits. Erika was stunned that the ghost's clothes had masked the size and shape of such beautiful breasts.
Erika's gaze then trailed down, surprised - and excited - to see an enormous cock bulging from where the ghostly woman's leather skirt had been. "It's an ancient Lakota rite, giving our priestesses the ability to consort with one another," she expined.
"Oh I'm not compining," Erika expined, excitement rising in her. "I've never seen a chick with a dick before, but I can't wait. This is gonna be fucking hot." Fawn stepped forward, grabbing Erika by the hair and thrusting her cock forward into Erika's mouth. Erika gagged briefly, the intrusion not unwelcome but very filling. Erika tried to bob her head around the cock, but couldn't move much in the stockade. Instead, Fawn continued gripping Erika's hair and started roughly pounding her cock into Erika's face, fucking her mouth relentlessly.
"Come into my teepee, huh?" The ghostly woman said, hips driving forward again and again. "Think you can just strip naked and masturbate in front of me in my tent, huh?" Erika gagged as Fawn bottomed out, her torso crushing into Erika's nose as the ghost held Erika's head immobile. Erika struggled to breathe through her nose, her vision starting to swim with the rough treatment. Fawn backed off briefly and then again pounded into Erika's mouth, the cock driving down her throat. Erika could do little more than try to rex her throat, simply offering herself up as a hole to be abused by the ghostly woman. Erika blinked in panic, trying to clear her vision, as Fawn once more pinned Erika's head into her torso, holding her head down on the spectral girlcock once more. Erika again felt her vision gray at the edges, sparkles of color appearing as her body fought for every drop of oxygen. "Think you can pass out on my dick, huh?"
Erika felt the cock in her mouth pulse, then erupt as Fawn noisily orgasmed, moaning and driving her hips forward, crushing Erika's lips into her pelvis roughly. Wave after wave of hot semen flooded down her throat until she started choking, unable to clear her airways between the cum and the cock. Erika felt her eyes start rolling back in her head right as Fawn pulled the cock from Erika's mouth. Erika vomited onto the floor, a flood of cum nding onto the fur in front of her, and took a shuddering breath as her abused throat tried to supply enough air to keep her conscious. Fawn kept aiming her cock at Erika, stroking hard as more spurts of the sticky fluid covered Erika's face until she couldn't see anything but a white mess. Erika felt the cum continue to drip from her body onto the tent floor in front of her.
Before she knew it, Erika felt Fawn's cock at her pussy, roughly pushing into her and filling her deeply. Erika moaned in pleasure as she felt the veins of the cock ripple inside of her, almost painfully stretching the walls of her vagina as the enormous meat stick entered her. Erika tried to blink some of the cum free from her face, but without being able to use her hands all she did was stick her eyeshes together making it harder to see. She felt Fawn draw back, nearly pulling free of Erika's pussy, before thrusting deep again. Erika groaned in pleasure, pushing her hips back to drive the ghostly woman's dick even deeper inside of her. This thing was huge, bigger than any of her toys, and Fawn was driving it like a pro.
"Yes, yes," Erika begged. "Keep fucking me." Erika could feel herself unraveling quickly as the woman pistoned her thick rod into Erika's wet gash. Erika's body seized and began to shudder, her first orgasm coming quickly in time with the ghost cock thrusting in her. The teepee was filled with the sounds of Erika's ragged breathing and increasingly loud moans, the sp of ghostly flesh against Erika's corporeal body as the ghostly futa continued pounding into Erika.
"You think you can just ride my cock in my teepee, witch? Choke on my cum and spill it on the floor of my tent, witch?" Fawn panted, driving her hips even harder into Erika as the ghost began to lose her rhythm in the excitement and fury of the moment. Erika's moans turned guttural, her body on fire with need as she felt the ghostly rod continuing to pound deep into her, bruising her cervix with its depth. Fawn's own voice turned frantic, "You ... dirty bitch ... take it," as she dug her fingers into Erika's hips.
The two women screamed in unison, their bodies joined together and minds abze with pleasure. Erika felt the ghost's cum pouring into her, hot fluids spilling into her deepest corners and overflowing around the giant cock. Erika's body clenched, her pussy rippling around the cock, milking it for every st drop of the precious semen. Fawn groaned, colpsing forward onto Erika's back, panting in her ear with ghostly breaths. "I think I like you, witch," she gasped.
"Mmm, I think I like you too," Erika said, feeling the hot cum leaking down her legs around the giant ghostly cock still inside of her. "You can do that to me any time you want."
Erika heard a click as the stockade unlocked, then groaned in disappointment as Fawn pulled herself free with a slurp. Spatters of cum fell to the rug, gushing from Erika's cunt, as the ghost helped the witch to her feet. Fawn turned Erika around so they were face to face and leaned in, kissing the witch deeply, the ghost's cum from Erika's earlier facial mixing in their mouths. The two passed the wad of cum back and forth as their tongues dueled, their breasts pressed together as they hungrily embraced, Erika moaning into Fawn's mouth at the sensations. For several long moments, the two women drank deeply of each other, their new passion building a bridge between a quirky witch and a ghost. Finally, Fawn took a step backwards.
"Keep this with you," Fawn said, passing the peace pipe to Erika. "If you have need of me, you know what to do." With that, Fawn took another step backwards, blowing a kiss to Erika, and faded away. Erika gnced down at the peace pipe in her hand, then around the teepee. The werewolf bodies were gone, she didn't appear to have any injuries on herself from their rough treatment of her, not even where she thought the werewolf had cwed at her hips while trying to mount her. Erika was just holding the Native American peace pipe and her trusty dildo, standing nude in an empty teepee amidst the dying embers of a campfire, covered in a ghost's cum.
"So that was a futa, huh? I have got to find me one of those..."
WhimsicalLantern
