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It had taken quite some time--significantly longer than she had ever anticipated. Nevertheless, the grubs had finally matured, and Aqua saw the new queens off with a wave.

Strange... they were not her biological offspring, unlike her past Heartless babies, but she still found herself positively glowing with affection for them. She hoped that her example towards them, coupled with the fact that their true progenitor, the Queen Bee, seemed docile and understanding for her species, would result in even more benevolent Heartless in the long run.

Comfortable and confident in the role she'd played so far, she resumed her journey, even as that same inner self which had condemned her for playing around with the Dark Hide grumbled that this was quite unbecoming of a Keyblade Master.

That voice was growing easier and easier to ignore, though.

Her wanderings took her for days--at least, Aqua thought they were days, though in the end she was not quite that certain. Despite her experiences in the Realm of Darkness with Heartless that were intrigued by her in... other ways, her past paramours were continually proven to be anomalies. Every day, more and more of the bestial creatures attacked her, slavering for her heart.

She fought them off, of course--calling magic on them and shattering their horns and fangs and bodies with her keyblade. But Master Aqua found her thoughts constantly turning back towards the world she had left behind and the friends she had lost. So long as she had strength of heart, her inner light could sustain her here in this realm; perhaps indefinitely, if it was called for. And her martial might ensured that didn't really have anything to fear from the horde of Heartless.

But her loneliness... now that was a blade that cut her deep. She had to admit, she was growing lonely without other people to talk to. Her friends... Ven... Terra... was she really never going to see them again?

Was she using the more docile Heartless, inviting them into her body and her womb, giving herself to their pleasure and bearing their children, in a misguided attempt to claim something, anything like that which she left behind?

It was a sobering thought.

Aqua's wanderings eventually took her to a dark and dreary part of the Realm of Darkness. It was a land of craggy stones and grey earth and dreary skies, festooned with the remnants of far-gone ruins. Like the fruit which she had snacked on during her time with the Powerwilds, she suspected the rubble here was, like her, a refugee from the world of light.

Errant, bestial cries touched her ears, and she instantly summoned her keyblade, ready to battle at a moment's notice. But the cries weren't directed at her and, cautiously, she stalked her way to the edge of one of the ruins. Peeking inside, she saw a large group of Heartless. They were of a type she had seen before; she'd christened them 'Gargoyles' after their fearsome appearance.

The Gargoyles were roughly humanoid in shape, with purple flesh and enormous black wings that draped off their backs like a cloak. The familiar Heartless symbol adorned their chest, and their face was an enormous jagged maw set with glowing yellow eyes and a pair of long striped horns.

There was a group of about seven Gargoyles. A quartet of ferocious-looking, normal-sized ones were ganging up on a huddling small trio of other ones. The bigger bullies were savagely going after the runts; one of the small ones was ineffectually attempting to fight back, while the others merely huddled in fear. They had no chance.

Aqua's temper flared. Heartless or not, those littler Gargoyles were defenseless... and she wasn't going to stand for their mistreatment! Before she knew it, she was charging into battle.

The big Gargoyles turned to her, roaring their defiance, and the nearest swiped at her. She parried its blow effortlessly and then vaulted over it, shattering its body into smoke with one expert swing of her blade. Unleashing her Magic Hour technique, Aqua found herself transformed into light incarnate. She summoned pillars of radiance beneath each of the remaining adversaries and then warped through them, damaging them with a combination of her own martial prowess and the light magic. Soon enough two more had fallen, and the last, screeching with rage and fear, took off into the darkened sky.

The Firaga attack she launched was faster. The orange orb detonated on contact with the Gargoyle, subsuming it and its surroundings in a globe of fire. When the brightness was gone, Aqua stood victorious.

Turning her attention to the huddling trio of Gargoyles, she raised an eyebrow as they cringed back from her. "It's okay," she said. "I won't destroy you. I came here to protect you." They continued huddling and she had no clue if her words were getting through to them. "See?" she insisted, dismissing her keyblade and spreading her hands wide.

Two of the Gargoyles continued cringing, but the third--the same spunky creature which had attempted to put up a fight against its brethren--tentatively moved forward, cocking its head sideways, one way and then another, to investigate her.

"You're so inquisitive," Aqua said as the creature circled her, sweeping its gaze up and down as though fascinated by her ribbons, her skin, her azure hair. "And you were courageous. Why were they after you?"

There was no answer, of course. The Gargoyle seemed particularly interested in her chest. It hopped forward and, as if dreading a reprimand, gently reached out one finger to poke her breast. Aqua had to admit, the touch sent a fluttering of excitement through her, and the creature seemed even more intrigued.

A realization struck. "Could it be that the Heartless destroy those of themselves who don't conform to what they're 'supposed' to be?" she mused. "Is that why they're so uniformly ferocious? The meeker ones are ravaged by their brethren?"

It made a perverse sense. But, she mused, it wasn't foolproof. The Dark Hide had been easily tamed, and others like the Powerwilds and the Stinging Bees hadn't been malevolent at all. Not to mention the young I brought into this world hopefully share some of my kindness.

The Gargoyle continued its fascination with her breast, and flutterings of arousal continued emanating from her pussy, and Aqua decided then and there that so long as she was around, kinder and docile Heartless wouldn't lack for numbers. I'll breed it out of them, she thought with resolve. I'll destroy those which try to steal hearts and reward the better specimens with sex and progeny. And if the Heartless I bring into this world share my outlook and propagate themselves, then maybe... maybe, over time, they can cease to be a threat.

Well, if she was going to commit to that, the creature in front of her wouldn't make a bad first start.

Reaching back and peeling off her top and bra, Aqua tossed them aside, letting her breasts hang free. The Gargoyle chirped in excitement and glanced up to meet eyes with Aqua. She smiled at it and then reached up to cup her breast.

"Aaahhh..." Aqua sighed at the touch. Her series of pregnancies had left her bosom swollen, and though she was no longer producing milk (the bee grubs had voraciously drunk it down when she was nurturing them) her breasts were still bigger than before she'd come into the Realm, and were exquisitely tender.

The Heartless watched, entranced, as she played with her breast, cupping and kneading it and rubbing her thumb over her rapidly-hardening nipple. Before long, it warbled excitedly and Aqua crooked a finger at it.

"Come on, then," she murmured. "Have a taste."

As if it understood, the Gargoyle approached her and placed its mouth around her tit. Though it was gentle, the sharp edges of its fangs still bit into her a little bit, and Aqua's voice rose in a high gasp. The creature crooned and then began to suckle.

There was no milk to flow, but Aqua still blushed as maternal energy flowed into her, spreading through her like warmth; it was like laying down to rest on a sunny patch of carpet. The Gargoyle grasped her hips with surprising tenderness, holding her close and tight, and Aqua was both amused and intrigued to see a small and slender cock, colored marigold, unsheathing between its legs. Reaching down, she peeled off the rest of her clothes.

Now she was naked against the air, and she allowed the Gargoyle to maneuver her to a reclining position against a slab of stone in the ruins. Beyond it, its compatriots had ceased their shaking and huddling and were watching with undisguised interest. Still chirping, its mouth around her breast, the Gargoyle positioned its cock near her hole. By now, Aqua was thoroughly wet from arousal. She was so practiced at taking monster cocks (and the creature's equipment was so modest) that she didn't think there would be much worry about it being able to ease itself in.

The Gargoyle bucked once and missed, trailing pre along the underside of Aqua's pussy. It grumbled in displeasure, but Aqua hissed at the touch, an incredible thrill racing through her.

"Let me," she murmured, reaching down to touch the monster's dick. She angled it properly, the tip mere centimeters from her muff. "Go on, then," she urged. "Put it in me."

The creature chirped and bucked again, and this time, its cock came home.

Sighing in bliss, Aqua melted against the slab, reaching up with her arms to grab the Gargoyle's back and pull it against her. Its flesh was smooth but coarse, like sandstone, but its cock was soft and pliant, hitting all her spots as she swirled her hips with it in her.

The creature was a quick lover, humping against her while continuing to attend to her breast with its mouth. It never removed its cock from her pussy, but Aqua didn't mind; it fit in snugly, and even when the Gargoyle wasn't actively humping inside of her, she was able to clench her pussy and swirl her hips for her own pleasure. They continued their soft, intermittent lovemaking for a few minutes before the Gargoyle's voice rose in a rasp. Aqua gasped as she felt its cock pulse and then jet cum inside of her. The creature's seed was extraordinarily viscous, clinging to the inside of her tunnel and womb.

Good, she thought. That should help me conceive another Heartless child.

Trilling its voice, the Heartless withdrew from Aqua's pussy. A little bit of their mixed juices leaked onto the ground, and Aqua mused how unfortunate it was that she hadn't been brought to orgasm.

But she didn't have too long to pout. The monster's compatriots approached, each of them chirping with excitement and sporting little yellow erections of their own.

"All right," Aqua laughed, "you as well. I'd better reward you all for good behavior so you know that humans are friends, not prey."

They squabbled a bit over which of them would have the pleasure of rutting her first, until Aqua caught their attention with a loud clearing of the throat. When they turned to her, she opened her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out invitingly. That seemed to settle it, and the two monsters amiably positioned themselves to take her, one lining up near her cunt and the other near her mouth.

The one near her mouth went in first, pushing in to the point where she found herself almost instantly deepthroating it. Aqua murred at the taste, which was unusual but not unpleasant, and swirled her tongue around the Heartless member and swallowed so that her throat would massage its tip. The creature crooned and she felt no small amount of pride.

Its compatriot followed suit soon after. It pushed in slow, squelching in around her juices and the remnants of its compatriot's seed, and for a moment the two Heartless were content to hold there inside of her. But before long, they began sawing back and forth in a loose rhythm, spitroasting the young woman as she murmured her approval around them. Their approach was slow and deliberate, one dragging its out of her mouth to a point where the tip delicately rested on the end of her tongue, only to push back in with precision. At the same time, the other would pull its cock out, chirp a few times, and then plunge back in, its slender form teasing G-spots she didn't know she had. Their hands gripped reassuringly on her shoulders and around her waist, and Aqua was content to lean back and give herself to them.

She couldn't have anticipated a third set of hands alighting on her sides. Her eyes flew open--it was the first Gargoyle she had fucked. Before she knew what to think, that Heartless warbled at the other two, and then all three spread their mighty wings, and then--the blue-haired Master still spitroasted between them--they took aloft.

Panic fluttered through Aqua, and she squawked a muffled chirp of surprise as the Heartless continued to rise, her legs flailing desperately. The Heartless holding her middle huffed chidingly, and Aqua ceased, realizing what it was getting at: they had a good hold of her, but if she acted up, they might lose their grip. She was forced to rest there in mid-air, completely dependent on the Heartless not to drop her.

When they reached a satisfactory altitude, the wind cool and ticklish against her skin, they rutted her proper.

The pace picked up; they took her with more confidence; before long, both her throat and pussy were being ravaged by fast-moving Heartless cocks. What the Gargoyles lacked in size they made up for in drive, hammering into her. The Heartless directing the other two, the first one she had spread her legs for, positioned itself above her chest. Aqua saw to her surprise that it was already hard again, and it slid its cock between her breasts, strumming back and forth as it used her for a titjob.

I'm in midair, she thought somewhat deliriously. I'm at these Heartless's mercy. I'm in midair and I'm defenseless and I'm being spitroasted. And I love every second of it.

Letting her arms and legs dangle limply in the sky, giving herself completely to them, Aqua moaned in triumph as all three Heartless went to town on her. Their pace was incredible, their drive exquisite, and they wrung orgasm after orgasm from her, their errant juices and hers dripping down to splash somewhere dozens of meters below.

Still surrendering to them, Aqua found herself giddy as the Heartless passed her around, each one arranging itself so that it had a turn at her tits or in another one of her holes. She greedily gulped the cum they gave her; whenever they swept another orgasm out of her, her pussy fluttered delicately around their rods, sucking in their seed to a womb that was just begging to be bred. When they came from a titjob, their semen pooled in the small cleft at the bottom of her neck. The warm viscosity sent her wild.

She had no idea how long she spent up there in the air, completely susceptible to their tender mercies, as they used her again and again and again.

But even the Heartless appetites weren't invincible, and eventually all three Gargoyles tired. They gradually took her back to the ruins and set her down on the barren soil. She ached blissfully from every hole, and when they chirped at her queryingly, she waved a lazy hand to show them she was all right. That seemed to satisfy them, and all three runts took to the sky. The last one to leave--the same one which had taken a stand against the bigger one--turned to regard her for a moment. Was it just her, or did it incline its head in appreciation before turning to follow its fellows?

The Gargoyles were long-gone by the time Aqua was ready to move. Shakily rising, she collected her clothes and searched for a place to spend the night. She hoped desperately that the creatures' seed had taken and that she would find herself mothering yet more monsters.

And she wouldn't be disappointed.