Cultist Brood: Chapter 3
"you're talking to the king of the cultist brood darrin..." over my body he leaned in and playfully bit my neck. "being fearless against enemies is only part of the role!"
Cultist Brood: Chapter 2
She was very beautiful actually, a poor soul that had died at an early age against an attack from the other brood. from her years of spent dead though she had picked up a vast amount of knowledge opening herself up to me when i was younger.
Cultist Brood: Chapter 1
"i have the same amount of potential as the rest of my siblings, to be excluded from war as a cultist brood is near betraying this race!
One Big Tribute
Selena's legs were split open, allowing the brood mother an unhindered access to her cunny. "oh fuck. oh shit. ohhhhhhhhh-kay. hahhhh..." she looked up at the chevroned stalactite that was the brood mother's face.
The Life of a Brood Mother Ch. 2
The brood mother saw a large sphincter that was covered in long thick hair-like structures.
Cultist Brood: Chapter 4
"from the three other broods, we have soared to the top and dominated entirely! i have brought this brood higher than it's ever gone and don't plan to stop! nor do i plan to have it lower when i pass!
Emerald Maiden Chapter 2: Beast
If the burnt brood could have had this, they would not have needed to flee, their matriarch would not be dead, and they would not have shattered and doomed their own brood in their exodus.
A Fulfilling Future
Tentacle monsters are strange beasts, dipping tendrils into any viable orifice, then siphoning in their brood. for the last few years, the female cared not for what the other worldly creatures did, so long as they pumped seed, nectar, and brood into her.
Between Winters, Part VII
There were two additional male trolls present that seemed to protect the brood-mother.
Arachnophilia [Commission]
She was a brood mother. normally anyone with any idea what they were would run, but that was quickly squashed under then increasingly urgent need to relieve his urges. and it was clear to the brood mother why.
The Jestrym : Embracing Defilement
The birthing lasted days, the mother's body wracked by the spasms of pain, before the last of her brood was born. her lovers, the jestrym, herded her brood deeper into the nest.
Night Terrors
The tabby ate without thought or concern as endless bliss clouded her thought, giving her brood full reign over her fate.