Erika Whitehoof - Chapter 14
#14 of Whitehoof
[Tauren] [Troll] [Goblin] [Futa/F] [Futa/Solo] [Pregnancy] [Cum Inflation]
Whitehoof - Chapter 14
By biodaemon2
The activity on the deck echoed faintly down the halls of the Blue Venture, just reaching Hiria's ears. The musclebound Sergeant-at-Arms shifted her weight from foot to foot, fighting off the complete exhaustion that saturated her body with sheer force of will. Although her green face was impassive, the orc was starting to worry. In the years she had sailed under Captain d'Airelle, Hiria had never seen her miss being at the helm as the ship sailed into port. It had been too days since her captain had retreated to her cabin with orders to not be disturbed except in the direst of circumstances. Hiria had never disobeyed a direct order in her life, yet now she was wondering if it was time to find out if the captain needed air.
Hiria's path was decided for her when from behind her came the loud creak of aged wood as the door's to the captain's quarters swung open. A wave of relief flooded Hiria's system at the sound, the dual realization that not only was her captain safe but that she would not have to dishonor herself by disobeying a superior's command. Turning smartly the Sergeant made her way down the hall, hearing Morrigan's slow footsteps as she approached from around the corner.
Coming around the corner Hiria cleared her throat, prepared to deliver a summary report to the ship's commander. But the sight of Morrigan caused the normally unflappable orc to gasp in shock, her one eye wide open at the incredibly sight before her. Morrigan d'Airelle was ragged; her body covered in a thick layer of sticky grime and dried ejaculations that glistened in the lamp light. She was completely naked, the only clothing on her thin straps of fabric that dangled from her wrists, marking where Erika had bound her arms.
Yet more frightening was the large swell in Morrigan's belly that Hiria could have sworn sloshed audibly with each of the human's steps. Between Morrigan's legs a thin stream of semen poured out onto the dark oak planks as her overstuffed womb began to drain herself of Erika's cum. A long trail of the white liquid ran back into her cabin, marking her route clearly. With one arm bracing herself against the wall Morrigan's other was placed around her belly, the bulging flesh making her look deep into a second trimester of pregnancy. Beneath the caked on spunk and dried fluids the captain's normally pristine olive skin was marred with faint stretchmarks as a testament to just how much the pent up tauren had dumped into the merchant's bruised womb.
"Captain!" Hiria shouted as she regained her faculties, jumping forward wrap a supporting arm around the unsteady Morrigan. "Captain? What... what... who?" Hiria sputtered, shock being replaced with an inferno of pure rage. To have such disrespect done to the captain while she was under Hiria's watch created a black pit of shame and dishonor deep inside the orc's breast. The only answer she had left was anger and rage.
"S-Sergeant Hiria..." Morrigan whispered through parched lips, barely focusing on the towering Orc warrior. "Don't l-let the crew see me like t-this" she continued, each word like sandpaper in her dry throat. "J-Just lock up... our passengers..." Hiria nodded, cradling her despoiled captain in her arms. "I will Captain! I swear it on the blood of my ancestors! We will find those responsible and visit unto them pain never before imagined in this plane of existence!"
Morrigan smiled weakly at her bellicose guard, feeling her strength slowly sapped from her body as sleep sought to claim her. "And Hiria?" Morrigan asked as she closed her eyes. "Could you bring me a glass of water?"
"Why do I have to carry all this crap?" Erika Whitehoof whined loudly as the loose group plodded along the hot jungle trail, the air alive with the buzzing of bugs and the calls of strange animals. The tauren was feeling absolutely miserable; they had not had the time to check into an inn and get cleaned up before Cyli had ordered them out of Booty Bay to flee before anyone could seek them out, and now Erika found herself turning into the main attraction for all the local insects. The punishing heat and oppressive humidity was not reacting favorably with the soiled Erika, creating a stench so pungent she was certain her nose was being eroded away.
It didn't help that Erika was also bowed over with all the equipment and traveling goods they had fled the_Blue Venture_ with. The tower of supplies only added to her woes, swaying dangerously with every step. Standing well upwind of the tauren Cyli Ereravel didn't even turn her head to reply. "Because it is your fault we are in this situation. You might claim that you don't remember what happened in the captain's quarters-"
"I don't!" Erika interrupted in a pleading tone. Cyli continued, ignoring the outburst "- but it doesn't take a zeppelin engineer to figure out what happened. I have warned you that your new appendage has unknown magical properties, and the last thing I needed was a man-hating captain cutting off my head because you gave her a penis of her own!"
"Yeah, we wouldn't want that happening now..." a voice called out sardonically from somewhere above Erika's head. Perched comfortably atop the provisions strapped to Erika's back and safe from the toxic stench so high up, Grisha glared down at the pair. "I mean, we would hate to have someone physically change at this point, now wouldn't we?" Cyli turned her icy gaze upwards as she sneered at the smaller goblin. "Oh be quiet. You are being paid for your inconvenience." Turning her eyes back to the road ahead, Cyli smirked. "Besides, I didn't hear you complaining about all the money you made on our voyage here."
The annoyed expression on Grisha's face fell away as she gave the back of the blood elf's head a big grin. "Well I guess you do have a point there" she conceded, her voice returning to its cheerful good humor. Reclining back into her roost the prostitute rooted around in one of the bags atop the pile, pulling out a ruby red apple with a flourish. The crisp crunch of Grisha biting into the piece of fruit only added to Erika's torture as her mind teased her with images of sweet juices dripping from the goblin's lips. As if knowing how much she discomfort she was causing Erika, Grisha gave an appreciative sound as she chewed loudly.
Zulrea watched the banter curiously as she walked alongside Cyli. Even though she sympathized with her beloved's current suffering, even her love for the tauren could not overcome the horrendous cloud of stink that followed Erika. Instead she found herself keeping one eye on the blood elf, unable to let go of her suspicions about the bossy woman.
"Grom'gol camp is just another day's march from here." Cyli stated, her calm demeanor hiding the fact that she was carefully scanning the lush green wall to either side of the path. "When we reach the river we will make camp for the night." Hearing this Erika's head perked up. "A river?" she asked eagerly, already dreaming of getting herself washed clean. "Oh yes, a very large one. It's only an hour or too further" Cyli answered idly. "Of course," Cyli continued after a long pause, her voice deliberately neutral in its tone. "It is filled with crocolisks."
Hearing that Erika squeezed her eyes shut, fighting back the urge to scream. It seemed like nothing in her life was ever going her way.
The sky was glowing orange by the time the group made it to the banks of the river, the setting sun giving them a respite from the heat. Erika had given a loud and nearly orgasmic cry when she had finally shrugged the supplies from her shoulders, the sense of relief astounding. As the other three had begun setting up camp Erika had made her way to the river intent on bathing no matter how many beasts she would need to kill to do it. Normally Cyli would have demanded Erika stay to first help them set up camp, but even Cyli found herself physically repulsed by Erika's stench.
Even wary about crocolisks Erika made sure to take her time and get herself absolutely clean. Disrobing from her foul clothes she wadded out into the cool water. By the time she was finished Erika was both her clothes and her body were as clean as they could get. Carrying her wet clothes over her arm Erika made her way back to camp, feeling worlds better. "Oh by the spirits..." Erika murmured, realizing just how foul she had smelt not that she was finally sanitary again.
Water dripped from Erika's light-brown fur as she sauntered up into the camp, a tent positioned to either side of the inviting fire. Seated around the warm glow the three women each looked up as Erika stepped out of the growing darkness, her nude body throw into sudden illumination by the flames. As a one each of their gazes traveled down her body to rest on her maleness, impressive even when sheathed.
"So which tent is mine?" Erika asked, not noticing the object of her companion's attention as she found a suitable length of rope. Within a few seconds she had rigged up a clothesline between the two tents and her garments were dangling over the fire. Cyli was the first to drag her eyes away from Erika's crotch, turning to point to the smaller of the tents. "That one" she answered, turning her attention back to the piece of bread and cheese she was toasting for dinner.
Erika looked at the tent, frowning slightly. "So I get that one alone then, I imagine" Erika stated, looking back at Cyli for confirmation. The blood elf shook her head as she swallowed a bite of her bread. "No, you and the troll will be sharing that one." Erika gave Cyli a pleading look, monetarily glancing at Zulrea who was still staring dreamily at Erika's groin before looking back at Cyli. "What? That... you know how she is around me..." Erika hissed, trying to keep her voice low.
"It doesn't matter. I'm not sleeping with you, and part of my... agreement with the goblin is that she is to be as well treated as myself when it comes to sleeping arrangements and food. Thus, you two share that tent." Hearing the firm note in Cyli's voice Erika realized there was no chance of changing her mind. With a defeated sigh Erika turned from the fire and headed towards her tent.
"Hey Erika, ain't you going to have something to eat?" Grisha called out, holding up a large loaf of bread. "I'm not that hungry at the moment..." Erika grumbled, pushing aside the flap and ducking into her tent.
Cyli kept the smile from her face as Erika entered her tent, certain her plan would work flawlessly. The moment Erika was gone Zulrea had begun devouring her dinner as fast as she could, a spray of crumbs cascading around her feet. "Yes, we all know you are a horny slut" Cyli thought to herself as the blue skinned troll finished her food in record time before jumping to her feet and purposefully strolling towards the tent. Pausing at the entrance to the tent Zulrea fixed her hair and brushed some of the dirt from her clothes before she followed Erika inside.
The fact that Zulrea was so infatuated with Erika had given Cyli an answer to her problems. Thinking back to the events on the Blue Venture, she now realized that the best way to keep Erika in line and out of trouble had been staring her in the face the entire time. She would just let Zulrea have all the physical contact with Erika she could ever want. If Erika is being fucked by the troll then there was less of a chance of someone else being affected by Erika's condition.
"And it doesn't matter one bit what happens to the troll" Cyli mentally added a moment later, confident she had found the perfect solution to her current troubles.
Erika lay on her side facing the wall of the tent, her eyes clenched tight as she tried to ignore Zulrea's presence. "Please just go to sleep... please just go to sleep" Erika prayed to herself, vainly hoping the troll would lay down on the other cot and go to sleep quietly. She could hear Zulrea slowly disrobing as Erika tried her best to pretend she was already asleep. Her prayers were unanswered as she felt Zulrea lay down beside her, pressing her warm body into Erika's back.
Wrapping her arms around the tauren Zulrea slid her breasts up and down Erika's spine, one hand playing with her light brown hair while the other brushed up and down her thigh. Biting her lip Erika fought back against the pleasant sensations worming their way up her body, the troll's light touch teasing her resisting body. Zulrea grinned as she worked her hands over Erika's flesh and felt her body tensing up, knowing that she was definitely pleasing her beloved.
Adjusting her position Zulrea slid up onto Erika, using her body weight to force her to lay flat on her back as the troll straddled her waist. Realizing pretending she was asleep was pointless Erika opened her eyes in defeat and looked up at the troll, slightly worried by the look of adoration in the blue skinned woman's eyes. "Look Zulrea... please, don't do this" Erika tried to explain herself to the troll. "I don't remember what happened in the cabin on the ship, and I don't... and if any bad happened there I don't want the same to happen to you. Do you understand what I am saying?"
"Erika..." Zulrea just cooed in response as she slid her lower half along Erika's belly until the swell of her ass was pressed firmly against the ebony sheath of Erika's girl-cock. "Erika... love..." Zulrea repeated as she ground her bottom against the member, feeling it twitch and begin to rise up with arousal. The troll worked her hands down to her nethers and gently pushed her fingers into her warm folds, forcing Erika to realize just how damp her belly fur already was. Zulrea was already horny enough that her fluids were coating Erika's stomach, and the hunter knew that she wouldn't be persuaded to stop now.
And a small part of Erika's mind was exhilarated by the realization, her erection throbbing hungrily as Zulrea continued to grind her soft bottom against the dark flesh. As Erika continued to watch she was hypnotized by Zulrea's fingers as she pumped them deep into her nethers to make a wet shllching sound each time. With Erika giving her cunt her full attention Zulrea slowly began to pull her fingers apart, stretching her labia wide to give her love a full view into her sex. The days spent in her cabin had given Zulrea plenty of time to masturbate, and by the end of it she had been fist fucking herself effortlessly.
Zulrea continued to spread herself as wide as she could, her juices dribbling off her fingers onto Erika's lower belly."Wow" Erika said softly, stunned by the sight. Looking from the troll's cunt up to her face, Erika realized that Zulrea had stretched herself out like this with the sole intention of fitting as much of Erika's maleness into her body as was possible. It was an arousing display, if not a little disturbing.
Rising to her feed with a sensual grace Zulrea kept her soft backside against Erika's shaft until she was on the tips of her toes, the dark flesh of the cock jutting up between her legs. Looking down at the tauren Zulrea gave a small smile, whispering "Erika... love..." before lowering herself down onto the rigid erection. Erika gasped as Zulrea's sex slid over her sensitive head as it began devouring her dick.
Eager to please her love Zulrea shifted her weight off of her feet and onto Erika's member, gravity pulling her down with a relentless pace. A loud moan escaped Erika's lips as she felt Zulrea drop down her length with enough speed to worry the larger woman. Erika barely noticed as her maleness pushed passed the troll's cervix, her long slavery under the centaur's having stretched out that part of her anatomy and leaving nothing to keep the tauren cock from going even deeper. Finally the flared tip of Erika's organ slammed into the far-side of Zulrea's womb and halted her descend with less than a foot left outside her cunt.
Zulrea grunted in frustration as she wiggled her hips and twisted from side to side in an effort to force more of Erika's length into her strained pussy. "Oh Zulrea!" Erika whimpered in ecstasy as the troll shifted around, unused to such a novel sensation. As Erika's fingers dug into the soft soil she bit her lower lip and clenched her eyes shut tight in an effort to keep from popping too soon. A coppery taste entered Erika's mouth as she bit hard enough to draw blood, but she slowly pulled herself back from the edge. Erika was feeling too good; she wanted to prolong this just a few minutes more.
There was a clear impression of Erika's stiff erection through Zulrea's icy blue flesh as it pushed out from within, the bulge ending past Zulrea's bellybutton in a vivid display of just how deep Erika was inside her. But Zulrea she wanted more: she wouldn't be satisfied until she had shown her love and devotion by taking every inch of Erika's glorious member. In desperation Zulrea lifted her knees up to her chest, leaving nothing to support her but the dick she was impaled upon.
It was enough. Zulrea screamed somewhere between agony and absolute bliss as she dropped the last few inches, her ass landing in Erika's lap as her womb was brutally stretched out to make more room. At that point neither woman was capable of anything but animal cries of passion. Zulrea felt like she was going to burst apart, but being so stuffed with her love's fuck-stick while her bottom rested atop those dark swollen balls sent her into the throes of pure ecstasy. Her clear juices drizzled down Erika's shaft as she orgasmed, her muscles trying to squeeze the invading cock even harder.
Having held on by a thread, the spasm of Zulrea's pussy along her veined shaft finally pushed Erika over the edge. Arching her back Erika lifted Zulrea into the air as she gave an incoherent bellowing cry that echoed out into the jungle night. Inside Zulrea's battered cunt Erika's powerful bull-cock twitched and jerked as a geyser of molten seed blasted the troll's womb. The pressure within grew rapidly as Erika filled Zulrea's womb to its limit, her belly bulging outwards as the cum receptacle was forced to balloon in size.
Eventually the pressure overcame the tight seal Zulrea's clenching cunt muscles had made around Erika's thick member and cum began to spray out over her groin, mirroring the twitching cock as it pumped the last of Erika's potent seed into Zulrea's ripe womb. After she had drained herself dry Erika collapses back onto her bedroll, unable to keep Zulrea lifted aloft any longer. The last image in Erika's mind before sleep finally claimed her was of Zulrea unconscious and held upright by her softening penis while thick rivulets of spunk oozed from her pussy.
Outside the tents Grisha couldn't stop from laughing even as the echoes of the other pair's frantic love making faded into the night. "Oh my!" she cackled with glee, wiping a tear from her eye as she slowly calmed down. "You know for a mute girl she sure can make some noise." Cyli turned to regard the goblin with an arched brow.
"Mmmm..." the blood elf grunted noncommittally, her acute senses picking up snoring from Erika's tent. Satisfied that those two would be fine Cyli finished off the last of her wine, corking the bottle and sliding it back into her belongings.
"Trust me, I know all about it. Moaning and all that is just part of the theatre" Grisha stated in a matter of fact tone, her red hair a deep maroon in the fading firelight. "Part of being a good companion-for-hire is making sure whoever you sleep with feels like a sexual god." Grisha pointed to the distant tent as she continued "Well that was absolutely gold. If I could sound like that when I had a John in bed with me, hell I wouldn't have been working some dive like Ratchet. I would have been on stage, because that would take real acting."
Cyli turned back to the shorter woman, a hint of a smirk on her lips. "Trust me, I can tell you appreciated their performance without needing you to say anything. You are giving them a standing ovation as we speak." Not understand Grisha gave Cyli a questioning glace before looking down at herself. "Oh" Grisha stated as she discovered her penis poking out of the leg of her shorts, the erect member warm against her thigh.
Looking back at the blood elf Grisha just grinned. "Well I guess I enjoyed that a little too much!" she laughed and winked at Cyli. Undoing her pants Grisha fished her hard dick out, the canine-like organ looking completely out of place on the goblin. Running her hand up and down her green shaft Grisha gave Cyli another lewd grin. "I'd hate to let this go to waste" Grisha whispered in a seductive tone as her hand ran over the knot at the base of the cock. "Why don't I keep your bed warm tonight, blondie?"
Rising up smoothly Cyli put the remainder of her bread away. "No" she stated flatly. Grisha frowned, looking deflated by the cold dismissal. "What? Why not? I'd even offer you a discount!" Grisha pleaded, the playful and sultry tone she used to entice customers giving way to her normal voice. "No" Cyli repeated as she lifted open the flap to her tent and disappeared within.
"But w-... ah, you're no fun" Grisha grumbled, pouting slightly as she continued to stroke her own dick. "Fine, I'll just take care of myself. But don't expect a lower price next time!" Turning her back on the tent pointedly Grisha wrapped both her hands around her hard-on and began to pump, her muttered insults lost to the sounds of the night.