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Voltron: Monsters & Nympho-Mana Mania	By : GrayNeko Category: -Misc Cartoons > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1201 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Monster Hunting, Tactical Planning
“Sumire called the beast a Gray Render,” Kuro said as the party gathered around a fire that Slab was roasting a large python on. “Strong, aggressive, deadly, but known for bonding with smarter creatures and being incredibly loyal. She had intended to track it down and lure it back to the castle with fresh meat. I say we follow through with that plan. That way, we’ll essentially have a guard dog for this place.”
“Sounds excellent,” Varjah said. “When do we leave to fetch it?”
“As soon as possible. It’s likely others will be trying to recruit it as well and we want to beat them to it,” Kuro said.
“Well then fetch Sumire and have her lead the way,” Varjah said as Slab handed her a cut of snake on a skewer.
“Sumire is staying here.”
Everyone paused in their activities to look at Kuro.
“Is that a good idea?” Slab asked. “‘Cause I assumed we’d all be going. Who's gonna stay behind to make sure she doesn’t run off or plan an ambush for when we get back?”
“No one,” Kuro said curtly. “She won’t disobey me. I’ve already made her very aware of the consequences of….disobedience.”
“Ok Boss,” Thrust said before looking to the others, “Hey, what rhymes with bitchbreaker? I’m writing a song about Kuro.”

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Every Good Trap, Needs Good Bait

After eating, the party began to make their way even deeper into the swamp, guided by Sumire’s directions and Slab’s tracking abilities.
Survival Check: 23. Success!
“Hmm, not good guys. I’m definitely seeing a bunch of smaller tracks too. Pretty sure we’ve got competition and based on the size and number, Goblins.”
“What should we do?” Cass asked. “I speak Goblin but they’re not usually reasonable and if they want this Gray Render then make that doubly so.”
“Maybe we can recruit them as well. Having intelligent troops could prove useful as well. Cass and Varjah, why don’t you try to speak with the goblins while the three of us try to get to the beast first,” Kuro strategized.
“Why us two?” Cass asked as she side-eyed Varjah disdainfully.
“Because you two are our most powerful magic users but don’t look outright threatening. The goblins might become overconfident when dealing with you and that will be the last mistake they make if they don’t want to work for us.”
“Hmph,” Cass sniffed, even though she straightened up at the subtle compliment Kuro paid the both of them.
That was how the two women found themselves traipsing through the swamp without the others.
“So it looks like you somehow selected a unique background, which meant you started off in a different area. That’s why your character wouldn’t load until the rest of us were gone. The portal was already set for us and didn’t want to risk a glitch,” Cass as she examined a floating screen before dismissing it with a wave.
“Yes, I did find myself walking out of some sort of cave about half a day’s travel from the castle. How fortunate that we found each other so quickly,” Varjah said idly as she scanned their surroundings.
Perception Check: 7. Failed!
The air suddenly filled with hoots and hollers as Goblins leapt from the trees above them. Cass was able to deflect one that tried to tackle her with her staff, but another was upon her before she could blink and pinned her to the ground. Varjah found herself caught beneath a weighted net that the goblins had probably meant to use on the Gray Render.
Varjah opened her mouth to cast a spell that would let her slip free of the net, only to have a dirty rag shoved into her mouth, effectively silencing her. The goblins set about binding both women’s hands and Cass received a gag of her own.
A goblin slightly larger than the rest walked into view, inspecting them with a keen eye. He hefted a heavy morningstar on his shoulder as he paced.
“What do we have here?” he said in the common tongue, without any hint of the typical gnashing and high pitched squealing that goblins were known for. “Some tasty morsels from the look of it. What should we do with them, fellas?” he spun on his heel to address the gathered gang.
“Fuck ‘em!”
“Sell ‘em!”
“Eat ‘em!”
The goblins shouted a cacophony but those three options were the ones most repeated until the leader held up a hand for silence.
“Now those first two aren’t mutually exclusive. We can have our fun and then hock them to that Tiefling band of fuckers. Sure we might not get as much for used goods, but the coin will still be good for a couple of sows like these two. And if they give us any trouble, well…option three is always on the table.”
The goblins cheered at that and set about ripping off Cass and Varjah’s clothes. Grubby, rough hands pawed at every inch of their bodies, jagged nails leaving scratches as their excitement got the better of some of them. The rags were yanked free but neither magic user got a chance to utter an arcane syllable before goblin cocks filled their mouths.
Cass found herself spitroasted between two goblins, who seemed to particularly enjoy having someone their size to fuck
‘Well, this went about as badly as it could have,’ Cassie thought as goblin balls slapped against her chin and she choked and gagged violently.
Varjah, meanwhile, was gurgling around two cocks as goblins crowded around her to grope and fuck whatever part of her they could reach. They hadn’t even bothered removing the net, simply jamming their nasty, little, green cocks through the gaps of rope.
‘I’m never going to hear the end of this from the others if we don’t escape before they come for us, or these bastards cum ON us!’ Varjah grumbled internally before letting out a squeal as goblins used her silky locks of hair to masturbate with and soak her gorgeous hair with cum.
There were more than enough of the chaotic little rapists to replace the ones who blasted their cum wherever they felt like, and soon there was very little of the girls’ that wasn’t covered in cum. They managed to roll Varjah onto her back so goblins could take turns fucking the valley of her pillowy breasts and she soon had a steady stream of goblin cum flowing down to pool on her stomach.
Cass squealed loudly as a calloused hand spanked her ass. Soon both cheeks were being pelted with harsh spanks as goblins who weren’t even fucking her joined in gleefully, cackling at her cries and moans.
Once they had serviced nearly every goblin, they found themselves knelt in front of the leader, who leaned on the haft of his weapon. His cock was actually quite impressive for his size and he gladly took turns shoving down each of their throats.
“A right couple of cum wenches, you two are. Those tiefling mercenaries will still pay us a wagon load for you,” he jeered as pulled his cock free from Cass’s throat with a loud ‘schlurp’ and proceeded to feed inch after inch past Varjah’s lips. The girls had been too thoroughly fucked to manage proper pronunciation for spellcasting but Cass managed to weakly speak.
“Wh-what mercenaries?” she asked before retching up cum.
“Hmph, better learn to keep that down, faerie. It’s-grhn-all the Red Sons-gnnf-are going to be feeding you once they-nhrn-get their hands on you,” the goblin said between grunts of effort as he pounded Varjah’s throat.
“Hrk, gihk, rhk,” was all Varjah could manage even as her eyes burned with hatred.
“Don’t give me that look, you Dark Elf cunt,” the leader growled. “I won’t hesitate to take your tongue or a hand to keep you in line.”
During all that, Cass had been taking short, shallow breaths, partially to prevent more nausea, but mostly to get enough breath for one desperate spell.
“Olai yok o hoqlad. Ineu mok hoqs.”
Suggestion Cast. Success!
For a moment, the goblin stared down at her ambiguously and Cass feared her spell had failed. Then he slowly reached down and undid the knot to the ropes binding her hands.
Cass was about to unleash all of her arcane fury when a thunderous rumble filled the air. The goblins looked around in dazed confusion until the sound of snapping trees joined the rumbling. They jumped in alarm as a beast easily ten feet tall barreled straight for them. It had thick, gray skin similar to an elephant but was vaguely humanoid in form, though it did have a muzzle filled with massive fangs and a row of three, glowing yellow eyes on either side of its head.
The goblin leader stared as if in a daze before giving himself a shake and reaching for his morningstar. Just as his hand closed around it, a massive gray hand closed around him and he was yanked up with a scream that was cut short as the hand tightened into a fist. Other goblins rushed in to avenge their leader while some simply panicked and tried to run for it. Both efforts were in vain as the goblins’ weapons failed to pierce the beast’s armor-like hide and those who ran were cut down by three figures who were waiting to ambush them.
Kuro, Slab, and Thrust made quick work of any goblin who tried to flee past them and then set about slaughtering anything the Gray Render didn’t manage to squash, squish, or eat.
Cass was busy untying Varjah lest one of the goblins decide for one final act of vengeance when she was hoisted into the air. Looking down gave her a horrifying view into the Gray Render’s open maw. Cass screamed and kicked wildly as the creature’s massive tongue surged towards her and then sputtered as she was licked literally from head to toe.
“Someone get this thing to put me down!” Cass screamed as the cum she was covered in was replaced with drool.
“Sorry, Cass. I think he’s really taken to the taste of goblin. He’ll put you down when he’s done,” Slab called out from below. “Who’s a good Render? Yes, you are, yes you are,” Slab said as he scratched the creature’s thigh, making that leg kick happily.
When Cass was finally put back down, she wasn’t sure if she had been better off with the goblins. The silver lining was that Varjah’s snickering turned into shrieks as the Render did the same to her. Cass’s giggling turned into full blown laughter as a very clean, if displeased Varjah was set down beside her.
The Dark Elf rounded on the three men, ignoring her state of undress. Her fury seemed to focus on Kuro.
“They weren’t the least bit interested in anything we had to say,” Varjah said scathingly before narrowing her eyes at Kuro, “Did you intentionally send us off as bait for these disgusting little creatures?”
Insight Challenge! Kuro’s Deception: 19 vs Varjah’s Insight: 13
Winner: Kuro!
Kuro stared evenly at Varjah as he spoke, “No plan survives the battlefield, Varjah. Though I’m sure the both of you were quite vigilant in your search for the goblins and certainly weren’t taken by surprise.”
The sorceress’s cheeks colored at Kuro’s implication and eventually ducked her head. She started as Thrust handed her her restored dress and she saw that Cass’s clothes had also been mended and she was getting dressed, though she kept sneaking glances at Kuro as she did so.
“Thank you,” Varjah said before glancing at the Gray Render, which had sat down nearby and was picking at pieces of goblin left on the battlefield. “A surprisingly amicable beast.”
“What? Render here?” Slab asked as he patted the creature’s back. “Yeah, I gave him some of that roasted python and he was ready to follow me anywhere. I think he really appreciates my seasonings.”
Everyone watched the Render pick up a goblin corpse that was little more than jelly and lap it up.
“Then again, maybe not,” Thrust muttered before speaking up. “Regardless, we’ve got ourselves a guard dog now. Let’s get back to base.”
Varjah and Cass hung back as Slab led the Render along with Kuro and Thrust.
“Did something occur to you, Cass?” Varjah asked quietly as they took up the rear.
“I’m not sure,” Cass said softly. “But I get the sneaking suspicion that Kuro has taken to this whole evil thing a lot better than any of us.”

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A Deal With The Bastard

The party decided their next course of action was to look into the mercenary band the goblin leader had mentioned. If they were half as dangerous as the goblin made them out to be, then they were a much better source of troops than any ragtag gang of goblins. Thrust, after a little intel gathering and carousing at nearby inns and taverns, had finally managed to get word of a sighting of the fearsome soldiers of fortune.
That was how the party found themselves walking into a camp under a white flag, being eyed by some of the most unsavory and mean looking soldiers they had ever seen. Every last one of the men in the camp was a red skinned Tiefling, though their appearances beyond that varied. Some had tails, others horns, and there were just as many with cloven hoofs as those wearing boots.
When they were ushered into what appeared to be a command tent, they found Tieflings who had a mixture of all those traits and one who sat upon a massive chair who seemed almost a true devil. His yellow eyes flashed as he studied each of them in turn, though they seemed to linger hungrily on Cass and Varjah.
“You come seeking an audience with Hell’s Bastard, you better make this good,” he said in a low, rumbling voice.
“We believe that we can make use of a band like yourselves,” Varjah began, stepping forward to look down at the Bastard. “We are marshaling forces under our banner. We’ll carve up this region before pushing out to take whatever soft, rich target is the next easiest to pluck.”
The Tiefling in the chair threw back his head and roared with laughter, his commanders quickly joining in.
“Tell your cockrag of a whore to keep quiet or else I’ll silence her with my red prick,” he snarled. “What banner? You lot look like a bunch of nobodies to me.”
“We’re called the Golden Lions,” Thrust spoke up as he casually tuned his lute. “And better you join us now than be among those we grind to dust as we build our empire.”
Intimidation Check: 10. Failed!
The Bastard seemed on the verge of bursting with laughter again as he snickered, “Give me one good reason not to kill you all.”
As if on cue, Kuro and Slab spun, unleashing their weapons as they attacked the Tiefling in the chair to the right of the Bastard. Kuro pinned the man to his chair with a powerful thrust while Slab took his head and the top of the chair with a savage swing. Thrust’s tuning still filled the air as the head finally stopped rolling across the floor.
The other Tieflings in the tent had weapons in their hands, except for the Bastard. He regarded them all with a new appreciation as he rubbed at his goatee.
“You just killed my second-in-command,” he stated as if he were commenting about the weather.
“And we’ll kill more if we have to,” Kuro said as he pulled his blade free. “Are your men so loyal they wouldn’t follow someone strong enough to parade your head on a pike?”
The Bastard chuckled as he waved his men off, “You, I like. Let’s talk. How much are you willing to pay us?”
Varjah opened her mouth to begin negotiations but Kuro talked over her.
“We don’t have much at the moment, but we are willing to share the better part of the spoils we bring in. If you join with us, we’ll begin a campaign against the local villages. None will be spared and the women will be made available for your men’s needs. My witch is already working on a way to turn the men we capture into a mindless force. You will be our first general and any of your men you deem capable will be given command of units as they are made.”
Persuasion Check: 21. Success!
The Bastard sat back, mulling over what Kuro had said, “You must have quite the brass pair on you to come in here and pitch a deal while saying you can’t pay us. Tell you what, give us that dirty elf cunt for the day and it’s a deal. I’ll even promise to send her back to you in one piece.”
“Absolu-” Varjah began to shout.
“Deal,” Kuro said, his quiet voice cutting through Varjah’s outburst.
“Kuro, you can’t-” Varjah continued to try to object but the Bastard had stood from his chair and backhanded her with enough force to knock her to the floor. She looked around in a daze as the other Tieflings moved to surround her, a particularly large one covered in scars looking very eager.
“Come on everyone,” Kuro said to the others. Varjah tried to make eye contact with anyone else as they filed out after Kuro, but Slab and Thrust seemed more wary of Kuro than concerned for her.
“Have fun, Varjah,” Cass called out to her with a smirk and a wink before hurrying after the men.
Varjah snarled after Cass but her anger was quickly replaced by fear as the men gathered around her ripped her clothes from her body.
“Someone tell the rest of the boys, we’ve got a prime sample to play with,” the Bastard called out as he returned to his seat. “Saw’leb, little brother, why don’t you introduce yourself to the cunt?”
The scar covered Tiefling smiled a gap-toothed grin as he yanked the loin cloth he wore aside, revealing the fattest cock Varjah had ever seen. It quickly began to grow as he grabbed her head and forced her face against his crotch. Varjah’s mouth went dry as Saw’leb’s cock began to droop from its sheer size even as it throbbed with excitement.
“How is that supposed to fit?” Varjah demanded and immediately regretted it as she was lifted off the ground by her hair.
Saw’leb sneered at her as he held her aloft, “It had better fit in at least one hole, cunt, or I’m going to be very upset. There’s a lot I can do to you that will leave you in one piece.”
Saw’leb let her spin until her back was to him and then he grabbed her hip and pulled her down onto his cock. Varjah would have screamed, but his cock drove the air from her lungs as it felt like she’d been punched in the gut. Her pussy ached as it was stretched beyond anything she had ever taken before and she could feel the swell of his cock pressing outward from her body.
The other Tiefling stood around, stroking themselves to the show as Saw’leb began to bounce her on his dick, slowly forcing more inside her with each descent.
“Gah, yo-you…you’re-hrnnn- breaking me!” Varjah struggled to scream as she felt her womb being hammered relentlessly.
“Good thing we’ve got a cleric to put you back together then,” Saw’leb cackled before grabbing her arms and pulling her fully onto his cock.
Varjah’s eyes shot wide open as she wordlessly cried as Saw’leb’s fat, flared cockhead battered down the entrance to her womb. She wasn’t aware of anything but the violation of her body until she felt something filling her mouth. She stared down her nose at a cock even more terrifying than Saw’leb’s. It was a veiny red thing not quite as big as Saw’leb’s, but it was lined with wicked looking spikes and she could feel the tapered tip prodding her mouth.
“Still with us it seems,” the Bastard’s low, rumbling chuckle filled her ears. “A good sign. Let’s see how that mouth does with me now.”
“NNNrrrr!” Varjah tried to protest but the Bastard’s chuckling turned to uproarious laughter as he grabbed the back of her head with one hand and forced her mouth down onto his cock.
“Mmm, not bad. Such a shame we’ll be giving you back. Maybe if I offer to take a smaller percentage, your boss will let us keep you,” the Bastard mused as he dragged Varjah down onto his cock at a pace so slow it was tortuous.
Varjah screamed as the spikes on his cock dragged against the inside of her throat, the only saving grace was the fact that they weren’t actually sharp. It still hurt and she gagged with every inch that passed her lips, but she didn’t have the strength to fend him off.
“Yes, you are very good, you knife-eared slut,” the Bastard grunted as she finally reached the base of his cock. “Our brothers will definitely enjoy their time with you. Now, little brother, why don’t you try giving us a little cousin. I know most women end up not being able to bear children after you’ve been with them, but there’s always a first time for everything.”
‘No, I can’t bear these beasts’ children! Stop! I want this to stop! I need this to…STOP!’
Saw’leb efforts redoubled and Varjah was dragged nearly off the Bastard’s cock as Saw’leb pulled back, only to drive her forward even harder. She bounced like that, impaled between the two cocks, muffled squeals escaping her as she came against her will again and again. Finally, heat exploded in her womb and she could feel painful pressure building as Saw’leb's cum filled her with no place to go.
Despite cumming, Saw’leb’s cock didn’t flag and he continued to thrust, forcing her mouth back and forth on the Bastard’s cock until the commander let out a groan and grabbed her head. Tears rained down her face as his cock swelled and the spikes jabbed painfully against the confines of her throat. The Bastard came with such force that Varjah’s stomach couldn’t contain the intense volume and cum exploded from her nose as it surged back up.
“Gah, look at this mess, cunt,” the Bastard said as he pulled her head off his cock and let her drop to the ground. Her ass still hung in the air, impaled on Saw’leb’s cock. “Little brother, quit playing with her so our brothers can have a turn. Someone get this cleaned up!”
Varjah was in a stupor as Saw’leb dragged her by his cock still jammed inside her. When he reached the entrance to the tent, he leaned down to grab her by her hair and pulled her off his cock. The shock of Saw’leb’s massive cock being yanked from her womb started her back to reality with a groan. Every part of her ached and cum leaked freely from her mouth and pussy. She was just gathering enough strength to lift herself up when she realized the other Tieflings from the tent had followed her out and were all smiling wickedly down at her.
“N-n-no…st-stay back! Chath!” she screamed, swinging her hand wildly and producing a bolt of fire at one the men reaching for her.
The flame scored across his palm and barely left a singe mark, making him and the others laugh as they descended upon her.

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Who’s The Boss?

“There you go, returned in one piece, as promised. The Red Sons always keep their word. You better hope that armored son-of-a-bitch leader of yours keeps his,” Saw'leb laughed as he let a naked and saddle sore Varjah dismount from his horse. She glowered at him but kept her silence, a lesson that she had been forced to learn several times during the day she had spent with the Red Sons.
Varjah watched him ride off, strongly fighting the urge to hurl a spell at him as he disappeared into the swamp. She limped her way into the castle, ignoring Render as he sniffed at her but let her pass without issue.
The others greeted her as she stalked through the castle but she ignored them as she made a beeline towards Kuro’s quarters. She threw the door open without any formal attempt at announcing her presence and inhaled deeply to shout, only to have her words die on her lips.
Kuro stood on a fur rug, completely naked and before him was an equally naked Sumire on her knees. She was eagerly slobbering the length of his cock, frothy saliva dribbling down her chest. Kuro’s focus was on Sumire as he held a tight bundle of her pale hair and pumped his hips powerfully. As she choked and gurgled on his cock, he also reached down with his other hand to roughly finger her pussy, making her moan with abandon into his crotch.
Varjah watched in shock before her anger flared and she stomped her foot on the cold stone.
“YOU UTTER BASTARD!” she shouted, making the two of them pause momentarily as they looked at her. She continued to shout as she stepped inside, “Do you have any idea what the last twenty-four hours have been like for me?!”
“The fact that you’re here means the Red Sons are now ours. That’s good. I didn’t look forward to having to kill them all to get you back,” Kuro said idly, as if he were talking about a boring chore. He slowly resumed pumping his hips, leisurely fucking Sumire’s face as she moaned appreciatively.
“How kind of you to be concerned for me,” Varjah spat. “That concern did me little good while I was being fucked in every hole without a moment’s rest. I don’t even know how many men fucked me, I lost track after thirty. Did you know Tiefling cum burns?!”
Varjah’s anger had carried her deeper into the room until she stood before Kuro and Sumire. Kuro tilted his head as he looked at Varjah, studying her as if she were a strange insect. In a flash, his arm lashed out to grab her by the neck, lifting her off the ground.
“You keep talking as if I’ve done something wrong,” Kuro said coldly as Varjah kicked futilely and pounded on his arm. “All I’ve done is play the game according to your wishes. You also act as if you’re in charge of this team, but let me remind you, in either world, I am the one who issues commands. From this moment on, you will do whatever I want, whenever I want. If you have to service an entire barrack’s worth of soldiers to get a resource we need, I expect you to do it with a smile.”
Kuro dropped her then and Varjah fell to her knees, gasping for air. Her mouth twisted with a snarl as she looked up at Kuro, arcane words gathering on her tongue but she froze as Kuro’s eyes flared red as he glared down at her.
“Obey!”
Command Cast. Disadvantageous Wisdom Save: 8>14. Resist Failed!
The light faded from Varjah’s eyes as Kuro’s will overpowered hers and she mimicked Sumire’s devoted expression.
“I will say, your decision to play this game has been very relaxing for me. I don’t often get a chance to unwind in such a consequence free manner,” Kuro said as he reached down to stroke both women’s faces. He moved to sit on the edge of the bed and beckoned them to him, enjoying the sight of them crawling to him.
The two elven women set about worshiping his cock, running their tongues up and down either side of his shaft. Sumire descended, kissing and lavishing his balls while Varjah rose to the top and took him in her mouth. The two alternated those positions until Kuro finally grabbed each of them and grunted loudly as he painted their faces with thick coats of cum. As he sat back, admiring his work, they greedily began cleaning each other with their tongues, eventually devolving into a sloppy makeout session. When they parted, panting and tongues hanging from their mouths, they found Kuro smiling as his cock slowly throbbed with renewed vigor.
“I hope the two of you are ready for a long night ahead of you,” Kuro said darkly as they once more leaned in to serve him.

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