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How to Train Your Overlord	By : Praetor Category: +G through L > How to Train Your Dragon Views: 97635 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: I do not own How to Train Your Dragon (the cartoon or book), the Overlord games or the Disney princesses that appear. I make no profit (monetary or otherwise) from this work and write solely for amusement.

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Thank you for visiting, usual themes apply. Harem, hyper proportions, and vivid depictions of sex.

Hiccup woke up in his usual company but not his usual location. He was still stuck to Ruffnut, with Valka and Heather clinging to their sides. He looked around at his sluts, seeing they were still asleep. He then remembered what had just happened and looked up, seeing the dissidents of the world’s worst coup sleeping naked as they dangled by their arms, their embarrassingly tiny dicks shrivelled up with balls that were still congested.
He got up, slowly disentangling himself while trying not to wake them. His long slithery limp cock made a peeling sound as it came unstuck from Ruffnut’s side, and that woke her up. She jumped with a start, shaking Valka and Heather awake. They looked around at each other, trying to remember how they got here and what they were going to do next.
The doors to the stable blew open, a foot stepping through as the familiar jolly face of Gobber burst into the shed. It was still raining outside but the skies were grey as the sun rose behind them. Gobber was still easily identifiable by his long braided blond hair and beard despite the dim lighting. He got an eye full of the incredibly busty women standing and Hiccup stretching with his flaccid sticky cock dangling between his knees.
‘What’s going on in here? I saw the trench from the house to here and- gah!’
The sleeping men in bondage were shaken awake when Gobber yelled in shock. He covered his eyes, peeked around his hands, and covered them again, all while saying ‘Cover your naked parts, Hiccup, why are doing this in a stable, and why did you bound these men!?’
Hiccup covered himself with the robe as the girls started redressing themselves.
‘These men kidnapped me in the night with the intent of deposing me and turning the chiefdom into their own oligarchy. The intervention of these women and my magic saved me. Now we must determine their fate.’
‘Wives? The Chief hasn’t had many wives since Harold the Hung two centuries hence.’ he said
‘Well, they’re not really wives. They’re just women I have sex with.’ he explained
‘Oh, alright then. Because that’s so much better. Why is your mother here though?’ asked Gobber
‘Nevermind that. We need to do something about the dissidents.’ he said
‘But doing that would reveal your true nature as the Overlord.’ noted Gobber
‘I know, I think it’s time now. The armour is ready.’ said Hiccup

Snotlout, Astrid, Fishlegs and the twins were sitting in the Chieftan’s hall.
‘Why do you think Hiccup called us here?’ asked Toughnut
‘Wild guess, the weather.’ said Snotlout
The girls knew why they were there, and before they could speculate further, the long sealed doors to the upper room were pulled open. Hiccup descended from the upper chambers, the orb floating behind him and backlighting him with its ominous purple glow. He was wearing his new black armour with the jagged spikes carefully arranged about on his shoulders and back. He didn’t have the spiked helmet on yet, merely holding it by one of the spikes at his side.
‘Woah…’ said Fishlegs
‘Cool…’ said Snotlout
‘By Odin…’ said Toughnut ‘Hiccup’s gone emo!
‘What!? No, this is the armour of the Overlord.’ he said
‘Even worse!’ said Snotlout ‘He’s gone Gothic Emo.’
‘The One of Above All, Master of Evil, Paladin of Darkness?’ he said
‘Visigothic Emo!’ called Toughnut
‘So, what are you going to do?’ asked Fishlegs
‘With what?’ asked Hiccup, now confused
‘All that power.’ said Fishlegs
He was a little surprised by their reactions. Snotlout and Toughnut were more amused than intimidated by their friend’s new role. Fishlegs approached it with the same analysis he used on everything.
‘Well, it’s the power of the Tower Heart that is causing the cataclysms. So we can’t stay here. That’s why Gober, Gnarl and I have been planning the transplanting of our village.’
‘Uhm, Gnarl?’ asked Snotlout
‘Greetings.’ said a voice from besides them
Standing next to the table was the wizened old scamp like Gnarl, short and stooped to where he might as well have been sitting.
‘Woah!’ shouted Toughnut
‘Who are you!?’ demanded Snotlout
‘I am Gnarl.’ he said simply as if they were already acquainted
‘When did you get there?’ asked Fishlegs
‘I have been here for a long time.’ he said simply
‘What are you?’ asked Snotlout
‘I’ll have to explain it all again in an hour when he tells the village.’ he said
‘So Gobber knows?’ asked Astrid
‘He’s known for a while.’ said Hiccup
‘So you’re not just a jerk who’s been ignoring us because you’re the chief now?’ asked Toughnut
‘No,’ said Hiccup ‘This is big news with far reaching consequences, I needed to get things in order before the big reveal.’
‘Well then, how do we move the village.’ asked Toughnut
‘It’ll be a huge logistical feat.’ said Heather
‘I know, first I need to see how the village will react though. Could well end up just being us going across the water.’ said Hiccup
‘What do you mean us?’ asked Snotlout in an accusational manner
‘I mean you guys have already kind of accepted me, but you’re my friends. I’m a little alarmed at how well you adjusted to it. Gobber didn’t even talk to me for a week after I told him.’ said Hiccup
‘We’re your friends and you’re the chief, I don’t see where the issue would be.’ said Fishlegs
‘If it were anyone else we would be concerned.’ said Toughnut ‘but we trust you.’
‘Well anyways, we need to decide what we’re going to do with the dissidents and determine the loyalty of the people. Once we know how many will take to the seas with us, we can mount everyone on dragons. Everything that we need to survive can be hauled with us on the larger dragons and extra supplies can be hauled on Heather’s boats the old viking way. The fit ones amongst us can ride in the vanguard, on top of our dragons, there isn’t a force in the world that can stop us.’ he said
‘So where do we go first?’ asked Astrid
‘Well, to the only one in the arctic circle with as many dragons and people as us. Burke is the last great village and with Heather, the berzerkers are with us now. So we need to get Queen Mala on our side, and then the remaining fringes of the Nordic people should fall in line with us. Then we can strike at the mainland.’
‘The mainland?’ asked Ruffnut
‘Allow me.’ said Gnarl
He clacked his staff and the lantern over his back projected a map in the air over them.
‘How did-?’ began Astrid
‘Magic!’ he exclaimed
‘As you can see,’ Hiccup explained ‘We are the cluster of islands up there, and below us, that large land mass, that’s the main continents. One of them anyways. We are but a fraction of the world, and we will conquer the rest. This is the destiny of the Overlord. The whole world under one mantle. Everything until then is merely a series of attempts.’
‘All right, but what are the people like there and do we even know where to go first?’ asked Valka
Hiccup held silent for a moment before saying ‘Just gather the people.’

The bells were usually only rung in times of emergency, alerting the Vikings that some danger had approached. Since the dragons were adopted years ago, they remained silent and even faded from the memories of the younger villagers. Once again they rang, filling the village with the loud, sharp brassy chimes.
Villagers poured from their shelters into the streets, looking for the source of the alarm. Attention gathered on the town square, where a stage and scaffolding had been quickly assembled. The village heroes were gathered near or on it, the twins at the base with Snotlout and Fishlegs at the sides. Valka and Astrid stood atop the stage, garbed in their usual sexy apparel.
The rainstorm had quieted for a now, with a constant drizzle falling from the thick grey overcast on what should have been a bright noon day. Not all was well though, for with them on the stage were four men, bound at the legs and arms. They knelt with their heads bowed, though they were not gagged, they didn’t speak.
The crowd grew once the stage was noticed, and people gathered in the growing horde. Idle chatter filled the air until Snotlout spoke, his voice usually the loudest.
‘Hear ye, hear ye! The Chief readies for an announcement!’
All chatter stopped and silence reigned for a few moments, only the pitter patter of rain off surfaces making noise. Then there was a strike of thunder, not from but from the great hall behind the stage. With a shake and boom, a large cloud of purple smoke burst onto the stage and where nothing once stood, now was a man in armour.
The crowd gasped and gaped, for they all recognized the fabled sight. A man in black armour with iconic jagged spikes. His hand ax at his side and the pronounced gauntlet on his left arm. Then up from the ground sprang the minions. Scamp like creatures with frail bodies and pointy ears who spoke in gibberish emerged from the earth, covered in mud and chattering amongst themselves.
‘Citizens of Burke!’ he called but struggled for what to say
So he simply removed his helmet. The reactions were mixed from the crowd but they all gasped again, some were awed, others scared but most were just confused.
‘I am the Overlord.’
‘The One Above All!?’ asked a voice from the crowd
‘Master of Evil!?’ called another
‘Destroyer of Worlds!?’ called a third
‘Yes!’ Hiccup said ‘the one of myth and legend!’
He got tired of shouting and waved a hand that glowed purple for a moment. When he spoke, his voice was magically amplified to reach all corners of the square.
‘I found the Heart of the evil tower almost a month ago, and stupidly built it in the hall. Now it has chosen me to be its Overlord, and imbued me with its power.’ he explained
The crowd listened almost entranced, it was obvious something was up with their leader and the island but this was simply unforeseen.
‘Now it shakes the earth and threatens to destroy the island, and it will.’ he said ‘So I will go, and take the Tower Heart with me. I can only ask that you come with me. Once I leave with the Tower Heart, the island should return to normal. But I believe a greater destiny awaits us.’
Hiccup was gauging the reaction of the people, which was still mostly indistinguishable. They were as uncertain as he was.
‘I will carve out an empire for myself, and I think that with you all behind me, it will be a grand one. We can bring back the Viking ways lost to legend. Reclaim our warrior past. I want to be the Overlord who stands the test of time, and I believe that we can be the foundation of that great society.’
After a few moments, a choir of questions rang out from the crowd.
‘Where are we going?’
‘Are there beaches there?’
‘Do we get harems too?’
‘How long will it take?’
Hiccup was amazed by the lack of concern or confusion.
‘A continental mainland, probably, sure I guess and about 5 days riding.’ he said
‘What are the guys behind you doing?’ asked another
‘Oh yeah, them. These are dissidents. They found fault with me and the way I planned to run my new empire.’
Hiccup walked around the put the men in the centre stage.
‘That is not why they are being punished though. If you have a problem then speak it easy, if you don’t like something I do then challenge me. I am a reasonable chief and I will be a reasonable Overlord. But they sought to kill me in the night, and to use my women for themselves. They wanted to take power and pleasure by force, and did so in the most craven of fashions. That is why they are being punished.’
‘Hang them!’
‘Burn them!’
‘Launch them out a catapult!’
‘Throw them to the crowd to be beaten!’
One of the men on the gallows raised the pitch of his voice and said ‘Let them go.’
Hiccup said ‘All great suggestions. I brought them out here with the intent of killing them. There will be no treason in this empire, I ask only that you give me your loyalty and speak your dissent, not conspire against me. Though the sight of their pathetic forms in binding has summoned up some pity, so I shall be merciful…’

The crowd shifted over to the great cliff that overlooked treacherous bluffs under a deep plunge. Around the ridge was several catapults from the olden days of Viking and dragon war. Four were drawn back and aimed high. In the large cups designed to hurl big rocks and clay pitchers of incendiary were four large barrels. The wooden slabs were wrapped in iron bands and each held a tied up dissident.
Hiccup spoke on their behalf ‘Let us all pray to the fathers and gods. These men have gone astray in their path to manhood and glory. May Thor, Odin and the other gods of the seas see fit to guide them back with the oceans and winds. Let us hope that they are toughened by the experience and grow from it, and should we never see them again know they perished in battle with the elements.’
The crowd bowed their heads as Toughnut blared a trumpet fanfare. The oracle walked down the line and placed the caps of the barrels over their heads as Hiccup drew his ax and walked on down the line after her. He was swinging it to cut the ropes that held the bent shafts down. Each time the whole siege engine lurched and sent the barrel flying as a muffled wail could be heard from inside it.
It took thirty whole seconds but soon the men were specks in the sky and the ocean below, being tossed about as the current carried them off to sea in their barrels. The skies grew darker as the storm built up again, rain falling in thick sheets with winds picking up.
‘Well, now that that business is done. Let’s get ready for the great migration!’ he announced

The rest of that day was focused on making the preparations got the move. Identifying what could go and what should stay, what would be hauled by dragons and what would go on boats. Selecting locals leaders to oversee the important aspects in his absence.
He and the vanguard would move out earlier to treat with Mala. Her little dragon island had a concentration of dragons even greater than his own, which would be a boon in the coming campaigns. But they were fairly belligerent to outsiders and he wasn’t even sure yet how much of their trust he had.
They’d find out today though. As they flew beyond the island of Burke, the storm winds died down and the clouds thinned until, far beyond the sight of the island, they were again in the light of day.
It was the first time in weeks he’d seen clear light and flew through the skies without rain. He saw back on Toothless to take in the sight all around him. Astrid was on his right, Stormcloud looking as relieved as they rest of them for getting out of the deluge. Her long blonde hair whipped around her face, the fantastic cleavage of her enormous rain soaked bust threatening to burst through the barely there strings of her micro vest.
On his left was Snotlout atop his fiery dragon, who looked most of all happy to be out of the perpetual storm that engulfed their home. Fishlegs was pushing up the rear, the comically large man atop his comically small dragon.
The twins were on the back left, Ruffnut waving in the air like a flag as the double header rocked to maintain balance. Her magnificent bust threatened to burst through her vest which each up bounce, trying to flow over the top of the tight vest. Her tight trousers outlined her fantastic ass and the tops of the cheeks were sticking from the waist. He was pretty sure her brother was checking her out since he was being tossed around on a counter motion.
Behind him, as always, was his mother. The stately woman was barely clothed, the straps of her harness dress covering only the most private parts of her modesty and the long boots being the most comprehensive covering. Atop Cloudjumper, her thong was buried so deep in her ass it looked to not even be there and he was pretty sure she’d get tired of constantly re adjusting her tit straps and just let the baby feeders flop and fly free.
He was going to love going on rides again...

It was late afternoon when they got to Mala’s island. Touching down in the town square, they were greeted as friends. Which was a great sign compared to their first landing.
‘Hiccup Haddoc,’ greeted one of the townspersons ‘to what do owe the pleasure?’
‘I need to speak with Queen Mala on a matter of great importance.’ he said
‘She is in the grand hall.’ he said simply
He was kind of annoyed his armour didn’t strike any kind of fear or respect in the townspeople but maybe that was because they already knew him.
The party disembarked and headed to the throne room. They walked past many dragons on the way, the island having far more of them than they did riders. This was due mostly too them revering the beasts too much to consider riding them. So it would take a while to convert them into dragon riding Vikings, if it could be done at all.
As they were walking, Astrid stepped up and matched his stride before saying in hushed tones ‘Do you plan on letting Mala into our little harem?’
Hiccup had thought about it and said ‘It is not my decision to make, I haven’t added anyone to this harem, you are all here by choice. If she feels so inclined I will not deny entry and you all may leave at any point. But I am not too concerned about it, I have all I want right here.’
He punctuated that sentence by patting her on the ass, his guantletted hand tossing up the back flap of her skirt and jiggling the twin masses of buttflesh that devoured her thong.
‘I know that much,’ she giggled ‘but she is promised to Snotlout, aren’t you afraid that will bother him.’
‘Promised?’ he asked
‘The prophecy, hero will save her? Snotlout fulfilled it?’ she said
‘Oh, shit… yeah… that was a while ago.’ he said
They were running out of time as the doors approached ‘Just don’t mention it and hope they forget, it was a dialogue many years ago and things change.’
The conversation was ended when they entered the throne room and instantly spotted the Queen on the central chair. She was adorned in her regal armour, black draconian style plates with a gold trim. Her handsome face was on full display, big green eyes seeing them as soon as they entered.
‘Hiccup Haddock and friends, how are we faring this day?’
‘Well, all things considered.’ he said in greeting
‘Very well, shall we talk over dinner? The chefs near completion.’ she said in her courteous, regal accent
‘Sorry, we’re on a time sensitive mission. I was hoping to discuss things now.’ he said
‘All right then.’ she said before addressing the guards in the court ‘You are dismissed for the day.’
‘But madam, your safety is our life.’ said one of the guards
‘I have the dragon riders of Burke, there are few safer hands.’ she said
She stood from her throne as they exited ‘So what is the matter of grave importance?’ she asked
As she walked down the steps to them, Hiccup said ‘Burke is no longer inhabitable, so we are going on the warpath. Extensive mapping has shown there is a continental mainland south west of here, farther than we have ridden in force before. We aim to carve out a new civilization, and believe that your people can help us reach that greatness.’
She paused when she got double arm’s length ‘I see…’ she said ‘so it’s my dragons you want?’
‘To an extent.’ Hiccup said, choosing his words carefully around the speech spinner ‘while the firepower would be appreciated, there are other, bigger reasons. I want to bring all the dragons with me, we are the dragon riders after all, and should have all the dragons of the world behind us. I also want to bring your people with me, while fierce in combat and dedicated craftsmen, we are small in numbers. We need all the men we can get, and I don’t want to leave any of the north men behind while we march to greatness.’
She paced around them, his compatriots silent, before saying ‘I am sensing an unspoken note. Why go on the warpath? You are a man of peace.’
‘I am the Overlord.’ he said
‘So that is what the ghastly armour is all about?’ she asked while poking one of his jagged shoulder spikes
‘Yes, my path is one of conquest now.’ he said
‘and it will lead you to ruin. I owe you much, Hiccup, but can I lead my people behind yours when your only end is ruin?’
‘I will be different. Evil begets only evil, I will use this power to forge a civilization that will stand the test of time. I will not be a devourer, as my predecessors were, I will be a builder.’ he said
She stopped walking and faced him again ‘Truly? Can you contain the power? Can you resist the temptation? Can you build a new world over the old?’
‘I know that with my dragons and Viking fury, I can conquer the old world. The empire will be shaped by its people. That’s why I need people like you in it. I am, in fact, just one man.’
‘I see… and if I were to refuse, what will you do?’ she asked
‘From sheer respect for dragons, and for you after what we’ve been through, I will take my riders and leave you to your ways.’
She smiled then ‘Good. You did not threaten or extort me, you asked permission. I will honour your request.’
The team laughed and cheered quietly behind them as Hiccup returned her smile and said ‘Thank you.’
‘I know there is no halfway when dealing with the Overlord. His steps are stained with blood, there can be no neutrality. I would rather role the dice with you than against.’ she said

That night the riders feasted with the dragon worshipers. The dinner was in the great hall and the toast was to the new alliance, with all prayers to the various gods for prosperity and success in their bold new endeavour.
Snotlout and Fishlegs checked out early, having eaten themselves into a food coma while having an eating contest with two of the worshippers. This was the first time in a long time that food was available in abundance for the riders.
Astrid, Toughnut and Roughnut were engaged in drunken festivities like bawdy singing, risqué dancing with the tribal band and arm wrestling while Valka stayed with the dragons, studying the breeds she had not seen before by the hearths.
Hiccup was having trouble staying tipsy as the armour became imbued with the power of the Overlord and, among over things, inured him to toxins and poisons, dampening the effect of alcohol on him. Still, he drank, feasted and partied with his crew.
He then felt a hand pull on a prong.
‘Hiccup, may I speak with you in private?’
He smirked, loving her voice and accent.
‘Yes my queen.’ he said and rose
As discretely as he could, the two slipped out of the chaotic party and into the halls behind the throne.
‘What is this about Mala?’ asked Hiccup
‘I had some questions,’ she said ‘I wished to ask about while your party was away.’
She continued walking through the halls and he followed.
‘Where precisely do I fit into your new Empire?’ she asked
He followed her deeper into the back of the great hall and up a flight of stairs ‘How the empire will be organized will depend on the land conquered and how it was administered previously, but positions of power and influence will be assigned to carefully chosen people, usually as a reward for loyal and valiant service.’
‘So your generals and warriors will become kings as your domain expands. But I want to know where I specifically fall in.’
They climbed another set of stairs and he began to wonder where she was taking him.
‘I do not know yet, you have given me no reason to doubt your loyalty and was the first outside of Burke to swear fealty.’
‘Hold on Overlord, I haven’t sworn anything yet.’ she said before finally throwing open a double door
It lead into a large somewhat opulent bedroom, with double beds, a balcony window and finery for drapes, rugs and sheets.
‘I have noticed the women in your entourage are, far better endowed than they were before. Even more so than I thought possible, and they seem drawn to you.’ she said as she walked in
‘They are my friends and allies, we have fought together before. I trust them and they trust me.’ he said quickly
‘And I guess there are just some magic fruit on Burke that swells their bosoms.’ she said with a slight laugh ‘I know the stories Hiccup. The Overlord has a harem of mistresses as exotic and magnificent as his powers, being a reflection of his own enormous empire.’
Hiccup decided she was too clever to be lied to ‘They are members of a proud harem, I magically enhanced them when they joined.’
She harrumphed and asked ‘and if I wanted these enhancements?’
‘I could cast the spell on you as well, but it’s usually a sign of my proud harem.’ he said
‘So it’s a mark of privilege, a symbol of their status?’ she asked
‘You could say that.’ he said
‘So if I joined this harem, I could get a magnificent body and command influence in your empire?’ she asked
Hiccup paused, having never thought of his harem as a political tool, before saying ‘Yes, but to do so would be dedicate yourself wholly to the Overlord, to use your body to sate my immeasurable lust and plunge yourself into an existence of carnal pleasures.’
‘I see,’ she said ‘so being ravaged by your untamed sexuality is the ‘price’ of a place in your entourage?’
‘I take good care of my harem, and you will want for nothing. Your people and dragons will be cherished elements of my empire.’ he said
‘Well then Overlord. Give me a royal fucking.’ she said
Hiccup smiled as he made the gestures. Upon speaking the words, the green spell fell upon her as she closed her eyes. He couldn’t see the effect at first as her whole body was covered by her elegant black and gold armour. Then her eyes opened as she began squirming.
‘Oh, it’s getting tight. Ahhh…’
There was a pop as the breast plate of her armour burst open, the magically enhanced tits broke through and spilled out. The metal piece clattered on the floor as her head sized knockers continued to expand from her chest, taking the oblong shape of huge breasts bigger than his head. They were as creamy and white as her face with lovely large nipples.
When they finished growing, jiggling but done ballooning, they sat heavy on her chest comparable to, but slightly smaller than, Astrid’s.
‘Lovely…’ Hiccup moaned as she caught her breath, the rise and fall jostling her breasts still
‘Amazing, I am positively stacked.’ she said
‘But the armour will have to go.’ Hiccup said and made some new gestures
A rapid unclothing spell he learned while skimming the book. When he finished the hand symbols, there was a series of clinks as her buckles and straps undid themselves. She stood in shock as they did and her armour fell around her. Shoulder pieces fell to the ground, the cape flew from her back, the grieves falling in pieces around her legs, all with clanks and clatters until she was free of all her protection.
‘Well that was convenient…’ said Mala as she stepped from her falling armour
Hiccup was pleasantly surprised by her choice in under garment, the statuesque woman having long black stockings held up by golden ribbons that ran along her shapely hips to connect to the black garter belt with gold rings along it around the narrowest part of her slim waist, high above her hips. She had a similar black harness with long bridal type gloves up her arms, all likely to reduce discomfort from the daily wear of her regal armour.
He spoke the words and in a moment, he was free of his armour as well. Due to the magical nature of his suit, the armour just dematerialized and could be summoned back at will. He stepped forward to meet her, the huge Overcock semi hard between his legs wagging like the tongue of an excited dog.
‘Oh my Hiccup, you truly have a cock fit for an Overlord.’ she said
Hiccup grew steadily at the sight of the short haired blond approaching, the two meeting just in front of the bed. Every step sent the magnificent tits cascading in the opposite way, the dew drop shaped knockers bouncing into each other while trying to find a point to balance. His cock was still turgid, arcing upward but not hard enough to hold its weight upright.
‘and you have tits fit for a Harem queen.’ he said, slapping one of them gently
The huge breast flopped into the other one and they jiggled on her chest. The queen reached between her leg to grab the rising cock.
‘Oooh, it’s hot too, and getting hard.’ she said
‘You can get it harder with both hands.’ Hiccup said
‘Oh I plan to, one step at a time. This is a mighty beast to tame.’ she said
She slid her hand up and down the cock, holding upright between them as she added her other hand. With both hands on his power pole, she gave it shape and form and with stroking hands, summoned the blood to it to make it stand on its own. She leaned her head in to kiss him, he turning his face to meet her lips.
It was a rather tender kiss, very sensual like they were lovers and betraying his intent to fuck her into the bed and leave a Mala shaped dent. Her tits pressed against his chest, spilling out from the side between them as she jerked him off, the many veins along the surface of the ivory rod bulging out. Soon the massive 20 something odd inch cock was standing straight up, the veins filled with the blood coursing through to the tip of the purple head that expanded past the foreskin.
She broke the kiss as the cock grew too big between them and then slid into a squat, spreading her legs so her knees went around Hiccup’s. The lips of her pussy spread under the thin patch of blonde hair but no fingers reached to ease its frustrations as her hands were still on the cock.
Hiccup watched the pretty queen as a smile formed on her face, green eyes focused on the magnificent cock in her hands. The warmth of her hands could be felt through the fine silky gloves as they stroked his mass, the thinnest part near the base thicker than a hand could completely close around. They had much ground to cover, the full length of his dick bigger than all but the largest dragons’.
‘Oh Hiccup you beast.’ she moaned, the breath of her mouth warming the cock inches from her face
Hiccup shuddered as she continued rubbing him down, the skin sliding around his pulsating cock and shaking the huge balls that dangled half a foot from below his dick in the leathery wrinkled sack that reeked of his musk. Mala brought her hands together near the bottom and slapped herself around the face with the cock, the meaty pole bouncing off her pretty features and leaving wet kisses with his precum.
He rested a hand on her head, messaging her scalp with the fingers playing with the short hair strands. Egged on by his hands and the allure of his mighty prick, she brought her lips to it. Kissing the head as tenderly as she kissed him, the moist lips smoothed the bulbous head. After a little bit of that, stroking the whole length with fists on top of each other, she parted her lips to let the tongue in.
The wet muscles lapped around the smooth head, sliding under the foreskin around the back of the glans to taste every inch of him. After swirling it around the head, she raised the cock and moved her head down, sliding the tongue along the underside where the bulging urethral pipe lay. She went a third of the way down before sliding back up, zig zagging her tongue on the way to leave a long saliva trail before introducing him to warmth of her moist cavernous mouth.
Hiccup let his head fall back as his lower head slipped past her lips, which drew tight around the neck of the cock behind the head. Her cheeks drew in as she sucked, pulling on the cock with the vacuum seal. She moaned in her mouth, the breath exhaled through her nose down the top of the cock.
She widened her jaw and took more of him in, soon the thickest part of his cock was about to break her jaw wide open as she sucked him in. Her eyes half closed as they shared their heat, Hiccup’s cock smothered by her tongue and teeth while displacing saliva was leaked from her wide O shaped lips. Her cheeks ballooned despite her constant sucking, the mouth constantly filling with spit and precum.
Hiccup looked back down at her, lost in those pretty green eyes as his hands played with her short blond hair, fingers trying to get a hand full of hair to no avail. She kept on sucking undeterred, Hiccup’s cock traveling slowly deeper into the queen until he hit the familiar folds of her throat opening. The heat was already stifling but with a bend of her head, the cock tip was pushed past them into the tight grip of her throat.
She could no longer breath after she pushed on downward, forcing the dick into her throat and expanding her neck. The veins on the side surged as her throat expanded, the head of the massive cock pushing through her oesophagus as he filled her from the head down.
‘A feast fit for a queen.’ Hiccup groaned as she slurped and sucked on the dick in her throat
He began bucking his hips reflexively, feeding her more and more of his cock as she eagerly gobbled it down. The huge rod beat with every pulse of his heart. She swallowed and the neck muscles stroked him harder than her hands ever could.
Hiccup stepped back, his cock slipping from her throat as her neck expelled the cock. She spat it from her face and the huge dick bouncing in front of her with a single strong strand of sticky goo connecting the tip to her lips.
‘Ruining my fun?’ she said, her elegant accent spoken with a hoarse voice
‘I don’t want to choke you my Queen.’ he said as he held out his hand
‘Such a gentleman.’ she said as she took it and stood up
‘You will get your fill,’ he said ‘but I find that it will be much easier if you lay on the bed on your back.’
‘Such a submissive position, do you get off dominating me?’ she asked as she stepped back over her armour to sit on the edge of the bed
Hiccup looked away from her eyes to her breasts, the spectacular boobs jiggling on her chest the only thing prettier right now than her emerald eyes.
‘It’s a thing of practicale, and while you will enjoy great power and prestige in my harem, you will always be my subject.’ Hiccup said
‘A yes would have sufficed.’ she said as she swung her body sideways
She laid face down on the bed, her tits like great pillows under her chest with her amazing bubble butt jutting out behind her, framed by the black and gold lingerie. Then she rolled over onto her back so that her head hung backwards over the bed, huge breasts bouncing above her as she got comfortable.
Hiccup stepped around the pile of armour fragments and got level with her, the enormous cock pointing the way like the needle of a compos to her face as she looked up at him. Her hair hung a few inches under head as she licked her lips.
‘I am loving the view from down here.’ she said
‘Are you?’ he said as he stood in front of her and reached with both hands to fondle her
‘So very much. Your cock gets much attention and rightly so, but those balls are a thing of beauty.’ she said
His hands sank into the tits like warm dough, the palms over the wide nipples. His fingers stroked the warm skin and felt the softness below them, sinking past sight into the valleys of breast meat they created.
‘Nothing is so beautiful as bodacious boobs.’ he said as he used his grip to make the tits quake
‘I love how they dangle so far between your legs, so big they can’t fit between your legs while standing and stretch out the expansive sack.’ she said
He loved her accent and didn’t care what she said, although appreciated the attention his nuts were getting. Especially when she added her hands to the appreciation. She lifted and dropped the balls, sifting the spheres around in her hands as she played with the purse almost as lovingly as he played with her tits. he rubbed the hands around the huge boobs, lifting and shifting them with eyes locked on the lovely pink nipples as she used her fingers spurred on spunk production in the orb shaped cum shops.
He let go of the knockers before stepping back and angling his dick at her face.
‘Enough of that, the Overcock yearns to return to yours throat.’ he said
‘Then go there- mmnnnff’
He silenced her with his cock, the dick mushing the tongue down as it traversed her open mouth to cock punch her throat. Her head bent even more backward as he pushed in, the cock head becoming visible through the bulge in her neck as he began fucking her throat. Moving fast with a see saw motion, he pushed more and more into her mouth as saliva leaked from her lips down her face.
Air escaped from her mouth as he fucked her face, the balls she was loving bounced around below as he continued down her throat and turning her oesophagus into a wet, hot cock sleeve. Each thrust forward was twice the distance pulled back and with a final thrust, his balls smacked into her face and he bottomed out. He could no longer even perceive where in her body his dick was but it was deep since he could feel her heart beat around his cock.
His nuts rested over her eyes, smothering her nose with the skin and clogging her sinuses with his musk. He squeezed her tits while bucking his hips, the balls smacking her in the face and dripping saliva and sweat along her face with wet smacks.
The huge melon sized boobs wobbled in his hands as her neck bulged and the bed rocked. Hiccup then bottomed out and laid over her, the tits cushioning his stomach as he buried his face between her thighs. The stockings and garters framed her cunt and it was now leaking copiously.
He licked down the length of her pussy, lapping up the sweet fluids of the woman through the thin blonde strands. The sweet nectar of her honey pot was warm on his tongue as he probed the love folds, fighting the quivering muscles of her sex. The more he licked, the more excited she got, which made her wetter down there and start to loosen up.
It also made her moan around his cock, the rhythm of her throat making sweat love to his cock. She spread her legs at first before she began trembling, wrapping her long silk black clad legs around his head as he held onto the fat of her ass, the large cheeks morphing to his hands as he groped her butt.
With that same grip, he lifted himself up from her crotch and after some wrestling, got his head free from her legs. He gave her butt a parting slap until next time and stood, backing off and freeing her face from his cock.
It took several steps but the massive dick sprang up, dripping with saliva and almost glowing red from how engorged it was. The fluid coated face of Mala spat and hacked as she caught her breath, the massive tits falling up over her face as she arched her back like some king of jiggling avalanche.
‘Ready?’ he asked, lifting a tit up from the top to hear her response
‘Fuck yeah!’ she exclaimed with a cough
She rolled back over, her boobs flowing back under her as she drew up onto her knees. Spreading her legs, she smiled wickedly, her face still red and covered in juices.
‘How does my Overlord want me?’ she asked
Hiccup climbed onto the bed, the Overcock bigger than ever with all the excitement it was having and shinning with all the spit on it, a bulb of precum already budding on the tip.
‘Lay back and grab onto something, because I am about to wreck that royal pussy.’ he said
She smiled and did just that, laying back and scooting up. She reached out wide with her arms, the boobs splaying open like a large book, and grabbed onto the fine sheets. Then she spread her legs wide, the long limbs with their black sheer stockings looking like the most inviting home he’d ever visit.
He aimed his cock at the blond pussy between them, knowing exactly what he wanted. His dick bumped headfirst into her snatch before any other part of his body came close. He set his hands on her knees, watching her eyes as she became focused on her newest task. When the green eyes shifted up from the cock to his eyes, he smiled back at her.
‘Come on Overlord. Make me a proud member of your harem.’ she said
Hiccup responded with a thrust. Mala’s back arched, her huge boobs bouncing into the air as her eyes and mouth flew open.
‘Oh fuck!’ she exclaimed as Hiccup continued
He got the huge bulbous head of his cock past the entrance, the tight lips of her hot cunt wrapping around the invading organ. He slid right in, most of the resistance coming from just how big she was. The excess fluid ran from her cunt down his cock, collecting on the veins and running down them like riverways.
The sauna like heat of her pussy was stunning but he was dauntless, repositioning his legs before pushing again. Mala pushed herself along the bed as Hiccup claimed her, pushing ever more of his enormous prick into her. The log of cock meat stretched her in ways she never imagined, stuffing her like turkey as he began fucking her. His cock stretched her out as she writhed around him, her body shaking as she tried to take the dick.
‘Ah fuck, fucking fuck oh lord!’ she babbled
‘Oh lord indeed. You belong to the Overlord!’ he exclaimed
He got halfway in before she kicked her legs out, trying to relieve the incredible pressure within her that his cock was creating. The tall, thin woman quivered in the bed, the Overcock turning her into a trembling mass of woman. Her tits bounced around on her chest as she fought for breath, hyperventilating from pleasure and the obvious physical effect of the fat fuck stick pushing on her guts.
‘I am the Overlord’s!’ she exclaimed
Her eyes alternated between squeezed shut and wide open, her pixie cut hair soaked with sweat and clinging to her head and pillows as her fingers pulled the sheets tight in her hands. Hiccup was also starting to breath fast, the pressure and heat of her sopping wet cunt immense. He continued pushing into her, more than halfway in as he worked his way into her. She wouldn’t be his until she had gotten all of the giant dong into her.
He put his hands on the bed besides her, working with his whole legs and ass, he lifted up and dropped back into her, letting gravity do most of the work in driving into her. After a few of those, he let slip a battle cry as he drove balls deep into the queen.
‘Ah fuck! Hiccup!’ she shrieked, a toss of her head sending sweat flying with what was loose of her golden hair
He put a hand on her hip to steady himself, his own eyes half closed as he got used to the vice grip of her love tunnel on him. His balls rested on the cleft of her bubble butt, the fluids of her pussy running along the cock and down the ass curves. His other hand played with her tits as her own eyes twitched and mouth hung open. He almost suspected she had a small orgasm, but was still ready to go.
‘Yes my sweat?’ he said, planting a small kiss on her sweaty forehead
‘Fuck me…’ she moaned with a frantic breath
‘As you wish…’ he said
He pulled a quarter of the way out, the same distance a large normal cock would have covered, before plunging back down. The whole bed shuck as the thunderous clap of their hips sounded in the room, the balls smacking her ass as she kicked her legs up and wrapped them around his hips, digging the heels into the back of his hips.
He repeated again and again, turning the claps of their sexually bound bodies into a rolling thunder as he fucked her into the mattress. She did her best to absorb the recoil, sliding around the sweat soaked bed as her head shuck around spastically. The sheets tore in her hands as she seized violently, her cunt milking his cock even more as she contorted in pleasure. She used her legs to try and control the Overlord, but he was on a quest for his own pleasure now, using the queen as a mere fuck toy.
‘Fucking take it girl, the only think you are queen of is getting fucked silly now.’ he grunted with gritted teeth
She couldn’t articulate a response, her jaw slack and eyes rolling around in her head as her face became flushed. He had fucked her into another orgasm already, the pussy pulsating around the cock that so incredibly stretched her out. The bed was rocking with enough intensity to shake the floorboards under it as he drove home.
His own wavy brown hair danced around his head, as soaked with sweat as hers. Her elegant silky garments that clothed most of her body except the important parts clinging to her body with sweat. He was panting too, her shaking body and its huge wobbling boobs looking incredible under him as she turned red all over with pleasure and exertion.
He was intoxicated by her beauty, how the normally regal and sophisticated woman looked ravaged by sex and brought to multiple teary orgasms by the Overcock, a complete slave to the pleasure his dick brought her.
‘Yes, yes, yes YES!’ she rambled, her eyes glazed over as she began drooling a little with just how pleasure wracked she was
‘What is going on in here!?’ demanded a voice
Hiccup could care less who intruded upon them, one hand going from her shapely hip to her tit, seizing the jiggling boob meat in his hand as he tossed a quick backward glance. He saw Astrid and Ruffnut entering in.
‘Oh, they’re just fucking.’ said Roughnut
‘Quick, close the doors.’ said Astrid
He watched the other two blonds close the doors before returning his attention to the queen. He watched her emerald eyes dart around, but she was as lost in the moment as he. They chatted among themselves but he couldn’t hear them over the sounds of sex. The slapping of balls on ass, the squirting of fluids, the rocking of the bed and shaking of the ground under them. Their own ecstatic breathing being loudest in their ears.
Astrid and Roughnut leaned over the bed, their tits swelling in their vest and bodice as they watched. Hiccup fell his balls draw tight against his perineum and knew what was coming next. He let go of her hips entirely, sliding the hand up the tiny waist from her wide hips and resting the hand on her other tit. He could almost see the distension his cock was creating in her, shifting everything up as he fucked her with his horsecock.
There was a bolt of pleasure in his loins and he came, hard. He felt the cum coursing through his cock to be deposited deep within his newest fuck slut, branding her from the inside as a proud member of his harem. The spunk began spilling from the tip, the sterile seed filling her womb with incredible pressure as she came again. He didn’t know if she came four or more separate times or if it was a series of semi related orgasms but she was convulsing now in a pleasure seizure.
Her legs kicked around and trembled as her hands opened and closed around the torn sheets. Her eyes flitted open and closed, all formal words gone as she babbled with her normally eloquent speech forgotten. Those magnificent tits shuck around under his hands, secured in his grip with the abundant excess tit flesh jiggling between them. He grew numb all over as he calmed down, the sex frenzy leaving him.
The pins and needles sensation on his cock was incredible and he withdrew slowly, letting the back pressure from the cum overload he deposited push his wilting prick out. The queen finally began to calm down and collapsed into the bed, sinking into the indent she made in it now.
He waddled back on tired legs until with a plop, his cock flopped out and they could all watch her distension go down with the belly returning to normal, shooting the frothy mix of their love secretions in a torrent of white cum. He smiled at the idea that he left her painted white inside deeper than any other cock on the planet amongst man could ever reach.
Mala finally stopped shaking and her breathing returned to normal, although the blush did not escape the face still coated in dry saliva cake. Hiccup fell over and laid there, too tired to crawl up beside her for a proper cuddling.
‘Way to go Hiccup, fetched us a Queen.’ said Roughnut
‘Though I am the Queen of the Harem, don’t forget it pixie.’ said Astrid
Mala gave no response, she just laid there in a pleasure coma with her arms and legs still spread, eyes half closed and breathing through an open mouth. The other two blonds climbed into the bed. Astrid got next to Hiccup and pulled him into her embrace while Roughnut got next to Mala, pulling her and Astrid into a half embrace so the four could be in a group cuddle without Hiccup having to move.
The door creaked open again and this time the head of Valka popped in.
‘Is everything all right? I heard, oh…’ she said
She smiled at the sight of the four in the bed dosing off. The Queen looked to be very well fucked, Hiccup not much better. The other fully clothed (or what they considered) in a post coital cuddle with them. Valka walked in and closed the door again.
She walked over to the bed, her whole body basically on display with her strap dress. She climbed into the royal bed and wondered where she would lay. Since this was the Queen’s bed, she’d let Mala lay as she was the most royally screwed. She decided her place was, as always, at her son’s side. So she crawled over to him and lay sideways, with her legs up by Roughnut and Mala and her upper body by Astrid and Hiccup.
She reached over her son, the young Overlord as dead to the world as Mala, and grabbed his half erect cock. Bending the long, thick, slimy dong her way, she opened her mouth and took it in, almost five inches or a little over a fifth of the cock. Her eyes began drifting shut on a long day, her son’s dick filling her mouth and radiating its heat into hers, the scent of his musk and scent mingling with Mala’s pussy in her nostrils.
When Heather finally found them, they were all asleep, clinging to each other in a tangled mass of limbs and semi naked flesh. She closed the door behind her and walked over, admiring the scene. The Overlord with the first mistress who was clearly done fucking someone else. The long haired blond holding onto the well worn short haired Queen. The matriarch upside down in the bed sleeping with the Overcock docked safely in her mouth, suckling it like a baby on their thumb.
She climbed in on the other side of Hiccup, holding him opposite Astrid. She drifted off to sleep that way, joining the tangled knot of lovers in bed as a new day dawned.

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