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Helluva Bang

By Laz Briar

Pump heels clacked against the luxurious estate floor as a tall, curvaceous figure strut towards her private chamber, followed by a small entourage of loyal – if apprehensive – Imp butlers and servitors. Her thick, motherly hips tossed in mesmerizing sashays, causing her fat, royal rump to gently wobble and shake with each movement. Though her loyal servants were frightened of their glorious Stella, they had difficulty averting their eyes, chancing a peak at her fat, full ass and otherwise beautiful figure.

It did not help she was bathed in her delicious nake figure, either. Stella was a lady of ravenous appetites, and ever since her “spurning” (or perhaps freedom, depending on who you asked) of a failed marriage, the Goetian princess had taken to serving her appetites in new, unique ways. For instance, utilizing her deep knowledge of portal control, the buxom bounty of hips and ass serviced multiple, anonymous human cocks, letting the unique partners dive deep into her forbidden, supple pussy.

She was still absent of useful suitors, still on the quest for the “one” that could fulfill all her needs, her lust for power, her yearning for wealth. But in the meantime, she would make due. She pranced into her private quarters, thighs tossing in mesmerizing fashion, no doubt to constantly tease and beckon to the entourage of loyal Imp servants. It was indeed on purpose, as this evening she had plans for them. While the Imps were useful for servant work and the maintenance of her royal estate, they “lacked” in other areas. Oh, she was happy to command their tongues and mouths to lap away at her Goetian pussy and sensitive clitoral nub, but due to the sheer difference in size, their cocks were simply not enough.

Unless, of course, you used “enhancements” to help them.

“Urgh, finally,” groused the Goetian princess. “Thought I’d never escape all that whinging and prattling. Don’t those simpering Overlords realize I have more important things to do than listen to their babbling requests!?”

The small following of Imps stayed close behind, wincing as the doors swung shut at Stella’s magical coercion. She had spent the day in stuffy meetings, partaking in various audiences with upstart Overlords looking to curry her favor. From the perspective of logistics it made sense to get cozy with a Goetia, a powerful entity in Hell that had vast, seemingly limitless resources to shift things in one’s favor. Stella was also a juicy target, and not just because of her thick, inviting ass. Her separation from the infamous Stolas alerted many hopefuls she was not only a potential partner, but also a bride, and the numerous entourage of Overlords and Sinners could only dream to fertilize and fill her womb, among things.

Stella had no interest in such antics (save one rather elusive rabbit male catching her eye). But, her pussy still craved satisfaction. She still yearned to bounce on a fertile cock, have throbbing, powerful inches claim her princess pussy and flood her with potent seed. She would not say such things of course – her cold, bitchy demeanor granted the impression Stella wanted to dominate and control. Which was true. But secretly, on her loneliest of nights, her thoughts wandered. Her mind fantasized of lewd ideas, of getting down on all fours and worshipping the perfect cock, of squishing a mighty dick between her supple, plump tips. Bouncing and dancing and serving the ideal male, the elusive, perfect mate.

Alas, the Imps would do for now.

As the doors shut, her fiery eyes turned to the small group of Imps. “Off with those clothes, now.”

The panicked Imps squeaked and nodded, answering in unison. “Yes princess, at once princess!”

The lowly creatures of red flesh tossed away their suited attires, revealing their small bodies and tiny stature. The only reason Stella wanted them in particular was not because of their servitude, but because of their generous assets. Each Imp she invited was known to have a healthy pair of thick, juicy balls and fat, hefty cocks. Their nutsacks were complimented by an alluring streak of white hair, and their Impish members were accented with pleasurable nubs. But, more so, Stella had additional elements to help. In her arsenal of sex toys she possessed magical poultices which could temporarily grant growing effects where it touched, along with heightened sensitivity. Of course, the Imps were perfect subjects.

She grinned in wicked fashion as they showed off their nake bodies. “Good boys. Consider yourselves lucky. You’ll have the honor of being my personal dildos tonight.”

The Imps gulped, nodding.

“Be grateful!” she shrieked. “You’re going to have my fat fucking ass bouncing on those little Imp dicks until I’ve drained every drop of cum out of your unworthy balls.”

Davo was one of the imps in question, his small heart beating fast. He could feel his loins slowly spring to life, his mind wandering with lustful, sordid thoughts. Like the others he was quite terrified of Princess Stella. But also he was desperately attracted to her, longing to plunge her princess pussy and empty his fat imp balls into her womb with his unworthy seed.

“Y-yes mistress!” squeaked Davo, gazing up at the beautiful Stella with envious eyes. His heart raced, gulping, sharing a glance between his other Imp comrades. They two were enraptured with her incredible figure, hardening at the vision of her curvy frame.

Stella bent over now, on all fours, turning her head to glare back at the trio of Imps. She tossed her hips in wide swings, forcing her thick buttocks to jiggle and clap together. The volume of her juicy round cheeks was enough to easily encompass each Imp with ease, jiggly and thick, the perfect rump.

“Now get over here and touch me with your pathetic cocks,” she squaked, looking at each of her servile Imps. She licked her beak, eyeing the not-so pathetic Imphoods in question. They were indeed sizeable, though not quite fitting her desires. Still, she shuddered as they approached, their cheeks flushing.

At once, Davo and his comrades began to smack and rest their inches against Stella’s fat, full ass. They gasped, watching the sumptuous cheeks jiggle in ferocious reciprocation, like a ripple in a pool. They nudged their crowns into her plump rump, each taking a turn to rub against the fullness of her haunches. They dared not touch her precious, prized pussy with their Imp cocks – not until their beloved lady said so. But they were teased, Stella cackling madly as she tossed hips, forcing her hefty ass to bounce in provocative display.

“Impressed? Envious?” challenged Stella. “You’ve never seen anything like this, have you!?”

Davo squeaked again and nodded vigorously. “N-no mistress! You are a beauty, my Princess! Thank you for sharing with us this impossibly beautiful sight!”

Stella grinned, seeing how her sordid actions brought the Imps to full, throbbing hardness. Their desperate cocks twitched and dribbled with precum, enticed by the view of Stella’s body, inches away from her hot, sodden pussy, but not yet allowed to touch or enjoy her. Not yet, at least.

“Hmph. I suppose you’ll be rewarded then,” smirked Stella, shifting her body to a new position. She snapped her fingers, and an ampule with luminescent blue liquid slid to her hand. She knelt before them know, her thick, delectable breasts swinging into view. Davo blushed again, he and his fellow Imps – Jav and Vrun – utterly drooling at the size of her head-eclipsing tits. Because of the size difference, each mound of snowy-white was enough to squish a single Imp! And as if to tease and provoke them further, the naughty Stella had pierced her supple, violet nipples with a pair of fat studs, accenting her wild torso even more.

“But you’ll need to be better than that!” she continued, uncapping the ampule and rolling it into her hands. “I won’t be disappointed by pitiful dicks.”

Davo, Vrun, and Jav gawked as she gave them another wicked smile, rolling the liquid upon her thick, juicy tits. This provided an oily, enticing glisten, forcing her buxom chest to shimmer against the room’s ambient lights. Once finished, her radiant breasts were mesmerizing. Hypnotic hills that almost caused all three Imps to lose control and cum at once! It took every ounce of control not to stroke their needy, desperate shafts, aching and longing to feel any part of Stella, even if it was but a small touch.

“Now get over here and stop staring!” commanded Stella. The Imps shared a gasp, unclear what their beautiful Goetian Princess had in store, but delightfully obliged. Once close enough, she took her silky palms and gripped Vrun and Jav, her fingers wrapping around their throbbing crimson cocks.

“And as for you,” Stella said, glaring at Davo. “Get over here and fuck my tits until you’re a size proper!”

Davo’s heart thundered. Was this a dream!? Oh but what a heavenly, intoxicating request! To be so lucky to stroke and toy with Stella’s bountiful bosoms! He already felt a surge of envy watching his beloved princess begin to fondle and slowly stroke the Imp cocks with her practiced digits, but said envy was replaced by overwhelming lust.

As commanded, Davo huffed and stepped forward, his iris’ practically turning into hearts as he gripped the enormous chest in both hands. The sheer weight of Stella’s fat thick bosom was immense, but in the best way possible. Stella purred with an approving hum at the touch, the glistening orbs beckoning Davo to toy and fondle with them. He wasn’t sure what Stella meant by “fuck her tits,” as in – how explorative could he really be? But given things had come this far, he’d take a chance and risk it all!

Vrun and Jav were already panting, eyes wide as their beloved Goetian princess ran her skilled palms along their shivering, dribbling cocks, massaging and caressing with perfect force, even squeezing their plump heads to tease them further. As she did, the special poultice’s effects began to take hold, granting their crimson dicks a glistening sheen. Davo, in the meantime, licked his lips and grabbed Stella’s fat mounts, massaging and rolling his hands along every single inch of her incredible chest. Stella let off an approving growl, a devilish chuckle, adoring how much she possessed her Imp servants with the very sight of her thick mounds.

“Oh they must feel so fucking incredible, you unworthy Imp,” she snickered. “Having those lowly, unworthy hands grip and touch my priceless tits!”

Davo gasped, enraptured, nodding. “Y-yes my darling Stella! Incredible!”

“Hmph. Well stop admiring and fuck. Get that sloppy dick between my fat tits. Smack them, bounce them, use them, damn you!”

Like an animal Davo did as told, doing his best to position his throbbing Imp cock between Stella’s mountains. He began a series of thrusts – slow at first – letting his inches slip and slide between the split of Stella’s generous cleavage. He gasped, breath catching. Not just at the godly sight of his shaft finally resting between the pillowy embrace of his Princess’ hefty chest, but just how warm and inviting it was. Whatever Stella rubbed on her front had the dual effect of allowing him to thrust between her tits with ease, but also sent waves of electric tingles throughout his loins. Drooling, he toyed and played with her generous front, taking his cock in one hand and rubbing the tip along her utterly massive bosom.

“M-may I, my beautiful Stella?” he said, staring at the voracious Princess. She frowned now.

“What did I tell you, Imp!? Fuck! Use that dirty little cock and defile those tits! Smack them around, rub your dick all over it! Shove your pathetic dick in my face if you must! But don’t keep me waiting!”

Davo dared not disobey his horny highness, and with her final permission, did as told. With bestial fury he grabbed both tits and smashed them together, slapping the heavy breasts in unison to create a sordid orchestra of perverse motions. Davo moaned as he forced the fat breasts to please and cushion his cock, rubbing his stiff inches with her massive chest, using his fingers to harshly squeeze and yank at her plump nips. Stella growled, hissed, and laughed, her body shuddering from a newfound wave of yearning lust, her delicious princess pussy beginning to dribble with need.

As she massaged the other Imps’ cocks, the effect of the poultice took hold. It wasn’t just for sensation, it was for growth. All at once, Davo, Jav, and Vrun moaned and squeaked as their thick, pulsing pikes of fuckmeat grew, expanding several inches. Thick, meaty, hard and juicy, just how the queen liked, cocks worthy of her body and inviting cunt.

“That’s right, that’s right. . . now you lowly little whelps are finally worthy of my attention,” she sneered, now taking Vrun and Jav’s tips and shoving them into her tits. She bounced and slapped their devilish dicks upon her mounds, creating another ripple effect upon her soft, supple flesh, all while Davo pumped his dick between her cleavage.

“Oh Devil, y-your body,” whined Vrun, taking his twitching flesh and hammering Stella’s busty front with his dripping cock.

“What about it?” chided Stella. “You want it all, you worthless Imp? You want to fuck my holes and fertilize my womb, don’t you? Hah! Imagine that, lowly peasant seed filling my royal cunt!”

Immersed and allured by her filthy words, all three Imps groaned and whined in unison, ramming and gyrating their hips against Stella’s generous front. They shifted to her face now, the bulging, massive crimson cocks slamming into the Royal’s gorgeous visage, forcing her face to become a resting home for their hungry loins.

Stella flushed a deep red, gasping as the trio of dicks rubbed and caressed her cheeks. “Gmph! And what is this? Getting a little braver, are we?”

Davo gazed as his throbbing lance lie atop Stella’s head, his plump, heaving balls centimeters away from Stella’s beak and luscious tongue. Vrun and Jav continued to shove their tips into her cheeks, forcing her soft feathered skin to contort and mold around the now impressively sized members.

Stella licked her beak, now going to all fours once more, positioned in such a way she was gazing up to the trio in a servile manner. Her fat, thick wobbly ass tossed in little sashays, feather-tail flicking up as she gave them all a grim look.

“Fah! And what, you expect me to serve your pathetic dicks now like I’m some lowly Valentino whore!? Unthinkable!”

Davo, Vrun, and Jav were drooling, their tongues hanging free like panting beasts as they now saw their powerful, gorgeous Princess prone and positioned like a common slut.

She gripped Davo’s shaft, certainly the luckiest of the three, taking his length and slamming the hefty inches against her face with hammering, punishing blows. The punishing, humiliating smacks clapped aloud, filling the room with yet more groans and sounds of unchecked lust.

“Nggah! O-oh Stella! Beautiful Stella!” whined Davo.

Stella cackled in wicked fashion. “That’s right you fat dicked peasant. Your might Stella, serving your cock.

She leaned close and ran her long, shapely tongue along Davo’s heavy nutsack, lapping at his red flesh, slurping and slorping the testes brimming with seed.

“You like that? You like watching your Princess kiss your hairy balls?”

Davo was incensed, gasping again, squirming at Stella’s ravenous attentions, Jav and Vrun gulping and wriggling their hips as they watched their fellow Imp receive the royal’s glorious attention, overwhelmed with lustful jealousy.

“Well go on then, little Davo. Fuck my face. Fill me with your dirty seed. I want it.”

Stella huffed, her breaths a hot steam as she glanced at the others. At once, she shook and bounced her fat, plush ass, enforcing her wide, mountainous asscheeks to clap. “And what t he fuck are you two doing!? I want those fat, thick cocks fucking my womb! I didn’t waste all this time to have you little Imps just stand around!”

Were it possible, Vrun and Jav’s innocent eyes widened further. Like eager mice they scurried to Stella’s back, the Goetian bird widening her thighs to give them a teasing view of her utterly sumptuous pussy and inviting anal hole.

Stella looked back, a spring of lustful anger taking her expression. “Well? Are you just going to stare or GLMGGMMGFFLLkkK!”

In an instant her words were cut short. With a surprising show of yearning force, Davo grabbed his beloved lady’s cheeks and ran the entirety of his hot, steaming cock meat right into Stella’s mouthy throat. Stella’s eyes flashed in surprised as the burling, heaving meat of Impdick plunged into her slick throat. Her poultice had taken full effect, Davo and his compatriots now reaching an easy ten-inches of servile cock. At once, Davo groaned and gasped, the sensation of Stella’s juicy mouth enveloping his needy shaft, accompanied with the knowledge his low-status malehood was now buried in Stella’s sacred mouth.

His thighs rammed and slammed into her, fat heavy balls bouncing against her chin. Stella did not relent, however, letting her long, shapely tongue wrap around the inches. She squeezed and tightened her grip, massaging the face-fucking cock with her serpentine length. Loud, sloppy choking and gagging sounds followed, Stella propping herself up with her hands as Davo ruthlessly fucked her face. Her expression shifted, now dawning a submissive, if even apologetic expression. Rivers of precum and saliva flowed from the perverse coupling, Davo’s eyelids snapped shut as his robust hips pumped in successive, relentless strokes, every motion accompanied by his adoring, voracious groans.

Vrun and Jav, in the meantime, were treated to the irresistible sight of Stella’s holes, her princess pussy and sacred ring winking in temptation. Like a clumsy beast, Jav mounted Stella’s fat full ass, resting his body on her backside, shuddering as he grabbed his length in awkward attempts to nudge Stella’s hole with his crimson head. Her massive rump and size gave him ample space to work with, while his partner in crime gulped, grabbing the mountainous white rump and spreading her thick cheeks wide. Vrun was overwhelmed, the knowledge his lowly Imp dick was about to dive into Stella’s Royal cunt turning him into a mindless beast.

The two moaned and panted, and in one swift, unified motion, drove their hungering dicks into Stella’s aching entrances. Jav was treated to the tight, suckling grip of Stella’s anal ring, shaping and molding around his massive tenner with perfect ease. Vrun, in the meantime, slowly pushed into Stella’s tingling, hot pussy, her haunches the size of his body as he shoved himself as deep as he could go, balls twitching with excitement.

“Nnnngogghh!” Vrun groaned. “Princess! Oh beautiful Princess! I c-can’t wait! I can’t wait to fill you with my unworthy seed!”

Overwhelmed, Stella pushed off of Davo’s cock, gulping and gasping for air as she coughed dollops of sticky presex and saliva. Her thick mascara was now a runny, whorish mess, dripping down her cheeks like tears. “F-fuck, s-slow down!” she chastised.

Perhaps she overestimated herself because the Imps were fucking massive. Ten inches between each was stuffing and stretching her holes to the brim.

“Just, g-give me, hack cough, a moment. . .”

But the trio of Imps were consumed with a sinful level of decadent lust and their needs could no longer be ignored. Davo forced Stella to face his dick again, the inches slimy from attention.

Stella blinked, perversely alarmed and filled with a dark excitement. “W-wait.”

Jav and Vrun began a punishing series of pummeling, remorseless pounds, their thick, solid cocks smashing into Stella’s soaked holes.

“GAAGHMFMFKLLLK!”

Stella bellowed with another surprised squawk, but this allowed Davo the perfect moment to drive his Imp cock right back into her throat.

Jav and Vrun’s motions were not met without reward. Jav did his best to hug Stella’s slender, shapely waist from his position, staring at the back of Stella’s beautiful feathered locks with pure adoration. . . demonstrated by his ceaseless, hungry hip pumps. Meanwhile, Jav’s unrepentant slams sent violent jiggles and wobbles throughout Stella’s fat, heavenly ass, the rebounding smacks and plaps cushioning each impact. Drops of slick and presex splashed from each stroke, Stella’s moans choked while Vrun’s thrusts sent her forward to force her to further slobber on Davo’s scarlet meat.

Stella was “helpless” as the trio of Imps assaulted her holes and orifice, drilling her with unified thrusts. Her thick tits clapped and shook as they slammed into her shapely form, velvet nipples tracing along the lavish rug floor. Stella’s face and cheeks turned a deep red, deprived of oxygen as Davo used every conceivable inch of her throat like his own personal princess cock sock.

In this immediate moment she looked nothing more than simple breeding stock, her soft pussy and tight anal hole free to use for the pleasure of the lowly Imps. But her thoughts burned with want, eyes beginning to roll back, dripping with tears and sloppy mascara.

Come on you fat cocked servants, she screamed in her thoughts. Breed me, fuck me, use me! Devil, yes! Use my pussy to your filthy heart’s content! Flood my womb! Fertilize me! Turn your beloved Princess into nothing more than a common whore!

Waves of hot, electric excitement overwhelmed the Imp’s bodies, and their squeaky, rasping moans reached higher and higher pitches!

“Princess! Oh Hell, my beloved Stella, I c-can’t!” Davo whined, giving one final thrust into Stella’s tight throat as he forced her beak into his pubic mound, balls churning to life. The others also gasped together, Vrun and Jav rutting with merciless need.

“Inside you, b-beloved! I’m cumming inside you!” whined Jav.

“Please!” added Vrun. “Please take my lowly Imp seed!”

They were a hot seething mess of bestial words and slurred thoughts, left only to fulfill the darkest of primal desires. In perfect tandem, all three ignited, reaching their peak in a unified climax. Davo’s tongue hung free, his back arched, eyes rolling backward as he gripped Stella with harsh force, cock erupted with thick, healthy ropes of sticky Imp seed. The poultice Stella employed not only gave her servant’s larger “tools,” but it excited their production of seed too. Stella found her throat flooded, deluged, and filled with unrelenting waves of white, her head shaking and fumbling, attempting to push away as her servant drowned her mouth and throat with himself.

The other two did the same, Jav and Vrun clasping hard against Stella’s body, their plump nuts roiling to life as equal levels of issue burst into Stella’s holes. She gave a gagging, muffled moan, feeling her pussy and cervix punished with their essence, using her delightful cunt and hole like she were prized breeding stock. The trio helplessly assaulted her with gentler thrusts, gasping and groaning together. It felt like an eternity, feeling their twitching cocks pulse to life with sticky cum, making a sopping, mess out of Stella.

She had no choice but to accept and swallow every single drop of Davo’s issue, gulping it down as it poured out from her mouth and pooled into the floor. Then, once done, finally, the loyal Davo retreated, slowly, allowing Stella to finally gasp and gulp for precious air. The other two did the same, retrieving their still-hard lances, their precious male nectar pouring out from Stella’s abused holes. Stella could feel herself bloated with their cum as she hacked and gagged, her face an utter mess. Davo even had the “gratitude” to eject a few final ropes of seed upon her lovely princess face, to which – in whorish fashion – she opened her beak, allowing long tongue to dangle as her once gorgeous visage was now a mosaic of post-facefuck.

And then she cackled (or did her best to), huffing and wiping her cheeks.

“S-so, cough, you’re not as useless as I huff thought. . .”

She gave them all a dangerous glare, and the exhausted Imps looked between each other with excited apprehension.

“We aren’t done.”

What seemed like the final act to a lewd play hosted by Pentagram City’s filthiest was merely an appetizer for Stella. The night continued as she used each Imp, allowing them to fuck her at her leisure. Each Imp was given a proper turn with her holes, each flooding her pussy, hole, and mouth with their seed. She bounced on their cocks with ravenous intent, slurped and serviced their lengths in servile fashion, allowing them to put her in a mating press or whatever position they desired.

By the night’s “end,” the poor Imps were exhausted, and Stella remained triumphant, her belly plump with issue and her voracious sexual appetite settled. For the time being. As the evening blurred into a haze of messy sex, she took the three utterly exhausted Imps to her bed, allowing them to rest on her pillowy chest, coaxing them close.

“What good boys,” she chirped with a dangerously gentle tone. “I’ll be keeping each of you very, very close to me.”

Davo nodded, his eyes blank and hazy, kissing his beloved Princess. “Yes, Stella, yes of course, we are here to serve!”

Proud of their work, the Imps nestled close, wondering when Stella might have need of them again.