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Erik took a long breath and smiled, heaving a relieved sigh as he looked to the gentle waves caressing the shoreline of fine white particulate sand. The fine sillicate was perfect for exotic glass, something he'd have to remember if he were to return at a later date. The air and breeze carried the soothing scent of the sea from behind, blowing past them as Erik surveyed the island. "Them" was the operative word, looking to his right he witnessed his sister, Marie, in the process of taking samples of local flora for study. To his left was his close friend and survivalist, Steven. Who even now was taking stock of the supplies and charting the return trip with the local fisherman who brought them here after substantial bargaining and bribery.

The three were Archaeologists specializing in the field of Greek history. Word of mouth and hushed rumor brought them to this lone isolated island from the closest yet still far-off Island of Crete. There was little shock no one had been here in ages officially, local rumor warned of the debauchery and acts against creation that supposedly had taken place here thousands of years ago before even Greece and Rome took to center stage in the ancient world.

Acts said to be so depraved they stained the name of creation and erased this place from written text and ancient memory. "Clearly superstition" Erik had scoffed, first hearing the rumors in a seedy Bar as his companions worked a local digsite trying to learn more of the ancient Minoan civilization. Even now he smirked, this Island was so innocuous and overgrown he doubted human feet had ever touched its soil.

Still, the money was spent and the potential was good. Pretty much anything they found here could make the trip worthwhile, even if it was unique plant or animal species. A harsh wind drew Erik from his thoughts, looking on the horizon as the Fisherman sailed away and deep ebony clouds rumbled in the distance. "We should head inland and make camp. quick" Steven stated in his calm authoritative tone, not once had Erik seen that man shaken or stunned in the 20+ years they'd known each other, if he made a judgement call you listened.

The Male hefted a large survival pack, handing another to Erik before he shouted to Marie who had slipped into the brush. "Over here!" they soon heard her chime in her light feminine voice and giggle. Soon diving into that thick greenery and to their shock finding a worn trail she now stood upon. "Looks like someone has been here before" Marie giggled, kicking a bit of the dirt as Erik shook his head.

"And recently" added Steven, kneeling to look over tracks to assess what had made the trails. "Hmm, hoof prints, large ones" he stated and stood back up before looking down the long trail cut into the flourishing growth of the island and heading deeper. "Likely an animal trail then. Goats probably" Erik speculated with half-interested, mulling to himself where to start their excavations and push the ridiculous words of superstition and legend from his mind.

"Too big for Goats..too big for anything that should be found here really" Steven answered, looking them over before the crackle of thunder in the distance brought them out of their light discussion. "speculation later. camp now!" Erik shouted as the others nodded and the three began a rapid accent into the rolling island hills, following the strange trails that seemed to branch all over the island.

Fortune thankfully found them as they found a cave. Apparently the Path widened a lot at its entry, likely a frequent stop for whatever herbivorous beasts had made this Island home. The three set up in short order, Erik looking over the hills of this strange island as he tried to discern where if any village or structure could have stood. The rolling thunder and increasingly biting winds forced him inside with only a faint idea at best.

Steven had already lit a fire, tinder and small dried logs grabbed hurredly along the way and now piled safely in a corner to feed the fire in the center. The cave was quite deep, deeper than any of them was intent to explore for now. A light crackle from the fire and its flickering light echoing as the group pulled rations and bedding to prep for the long storm outside.

Finally sitting down with a nutrient bar, Erik sighed and took a bite. Looking himself over with a small pocket mirror to check for ticks or abrasions from the hurried trip. He was rather average, still handsome and masculine however as he met the soft blue eyes of his reflection. Standing at 6 feet tall, his skin was fair with the faintest hint of a tan and few imperfections or scars. Rather impressive seeing how much time he spent in the sun and sharp rocky ruins. His Hair, a deep brown, had been cut short. Far easier to maintain on site instead of stuffing it into a hard sweaty cap or helmet in the sweltering heat.

He had no facial hair, again for maintenance. Though Steven had no such qualms, a somewhat shorter man at 5'10" with a darker chocolate skin tone and black fuzzy goatee alongside an ponytail. He was quite handsome, his features distinct and musculature easily visible. Casting a look to Erik with his Amber eyes he smirked and teased "See something you like?" having never made his bisexual nature a secret nor his attraction to his longtime friend.

"As a friend" Erik chuckled and took another bite while Steven smirked and chuckled humming, "Some day". Marie had dashed off deeper, perpetually curious as the light from her lamp occasionally danced across the far back of the cave. She too was rather fair, having inherited the soft blonde hair and gentle emerald-green eyes of their mother. "Guys! I found something!" She shouted suddenly with excitement, both males turning to her direction as they stood.

"This better not be 'a rock that sort of looks like a dick' again!" Erik shouted as Steven was already heading deeper toward the light and her echoes of "Well it did..". While he could appreciate her humor he wished she would treat the job with a bit more professionalism. Heaving a sigh at his sisters giggle, Erik marched forward, smelling a deep musty and stagnant air lightly hinted with something none of them could place.

Perhaps it could be from the local moss, it was unusually abundant in the cave but there was a lingering scent that neither of the males could get out of their minds as they sniffed and looked around. "You two alright?" Marie asked as they looked to her and cleared their throats before she highlighted ancient drawings and pictographs. The three looked them over, the wall covered in ancient depictions of sex and debauchery.

The illustrations showed humans and animals, excessive Food and drink around strange alters, people and animal bound and restrained as they're bred and defiled by more than just their own species. A great deal of moss obscured the images, the three blushing at the depicted scenes before them and unusual symbols from a forgotten pagan Bull God. It appeared deeper in the paintings that they were building around something, protecting or enshrining it, a massive altar with the pregnant layed upon tables around it and something obscured pouring over small canals and ducts.

The rest was worn away by the thick fragrant moss, each jostle making the males cough and blush trying to hide growing erections as Marie seemed relatively unfazed. "You two alright?" she asked again, still blushing from the display with little doubt the three were somewhat aroused and troubled. "Let's uh..look this over in the morning" Erik coughed, slinking back to the fire before the others and looking outside as the first rain began to fall.

The heavy drum of thunder and the rattling boom helped to ease the uncomfortable arousal that had been building as the others joined him. The three soon retired to rest, unable to continue until the storm ended and the building sexual tension too awkward for small talk. Erik was soon asleep though just as troubled, panting and shifting in his sleeping bag by the dwindling fire. Erotic dreams like the depictions on the walls, rough beastial sex and pure depraved lust as he moaned and awoke in a light sweat, it felt as if something had been over him before he shook the thought and rainwater that had somehow slipped in from his mind and bedding.

Looking to the others he could see they were having a rough night as well, the pounding thunder certainly didn't help and his now straining erection made sleep nigh-impossible. Looking again to the pouring rain, Erik froze, letting out an instinctual shiver as he took long slow breathes of some potent masculine fragrance. He could see nothing but blackness and falling water but he could feel something out there..or just his imagination in his sleepy state. He swore something was watching him as he timidly reached down to rub his maleness without a thought, clearly the source of that weirdly alluring male scent alongside the moss and increased humidity.

"Mnn~" he grunted as he began to stroke himself, still looking out there, still smelling that faint lingering scent and now something else from beyond the cave that was spurring him further. His hand moving free of his will, pistoning on his 7-inch member as he panted and bit his lip. It took little effort to cum, more to stifle his moan as he clenched his toes and soaked the bedding around his crotch in his salty emission.

Even as he flopped back, panting and gently stroking to milk the last of his seed, he looked outside and breathed in that unusual scent before passing out with a light relieved sigh. "Wake up..!" Erik heard, waking from slumber while his sister yawned and rubbed her eyes over him. "Morning already?" Erik grumbled, reluctantly pulling himself up from his shockingly deep rest as Steven packed the camp and Marie carried a nutrient bar with her while she sketched what she could of the drawings.

"Sleep well?" Erik asked, brushing himself off and doing his best to hide the dried cum on his shorts and bedding from his friend who grumbled sleepily. "Take that as a no" he chuckled and stretched, discretely cleaning up and looking outside to the damp ground and foliage bathed in the morning sun. "Say, Steve?" Erik asked as his friend looked to him, "You happen to see anything last night?".

He received a negative shake of the head before heaving a sigh, the group ready to embark just an hour later as Erik mulled over the experience in his head. An experience that got a bit too real shortly thereafter. "Erik?" Steven shouted as they stepped outside their cave, the young male soon looking up and approaching his sister and friend who stood circling an indent in the mud.

"What is it?" he asked, walking up to see two large deep hoof prints not only in the fresh mud and a trail of them heading deeper into the hills, but at the entrance of the cave as well, mere feet from where Erik was at rest. "Looks like you might've seen something afterall".

"These Hoofprints are huge!" shouted Marie, looking them over and interrupting the ominous silence before measuring their size and depth. Steven looked deeper into the hills, trying to trace the path of its maker as Erik sighed and looked to his eager sibling. "How huge is 'huge'?" asked Erik, feeling uneasy as he looked over the damp surroundings and his excited coworkers. "Bigger than any terrestrial animal known to still exist" responded his sister before adding "odd" and musing over something before Erik rubbed his hands and looked to her.

"These prints indicate a biped" she stated confused, a chill streaking down Erik's spine as his extremities nearly grew numb. "You can't be serious.." he stated hiding his unusual and unfounded worry, his instincts rarely felt or heeded now demanded he flee. "Could be a cluster of Aurochs that survived domestication and extinction!" Marie shrugged hopefully and smiled, "could you imagine bringing back an extinct species?". Her enthusiasm lost on Erik who continued to hide his feelings of a deep tension, "The ancestors to modern Cattle, right?" he asked her as she nodded, "Yup! Huge lumbering Bovines, this island is remote and lively enough a small if inbred population could exist".

"Guys!" shouted Steven, drawing their attention away from their most recent discovery as he trudged back up a muddy hill and gestured for them to follow. Erik walked over, hiding his trepidation before he met his friends gaze and then where he pointed. Marie was shortly behind after sketching and recording the prints. Looking down the hill all three gave pause, excitement again shared between them as the tension faded. Down the steep hillside and nuzzled between two fledgling mountains was their prize, an elevated hill with visible ruins of fine weather-worn stone, rubble and a mostly intact cobblestone road.

"Marvelous!" shouted Erik, developing a lost grin as his worries were lost in his professional excitement. "I feared we'd have to go deeper inland to find anything resembling a settlement" heaving a relieved sigh as Steven raised an eyebrow. "Why would that be? This is an island, fishing and sea-travel would be of the highest importance for their trade and stability. It makes sense to see villages just a stones-throw from the ocean" noting Erik's unusual behavior. He received a non-committal grunt in response before the excited and slightly nervous male was already dashing down the hill with the others quickly following. It took little time to reach the ruins, the cobblestone road masterfully made and hardly slick even after a torrential downpour the night before.

Reaching a thick stone arch the three took pause, looking over the welcoming nature of its craft and design, sturdy and polished. "What stone is this?" Erik muttered as he felt the smooth surface, "Definitely not locally quarried" mused Marie while Steven chuckled, walking deeper he decided to let the two enjoy themselves and banter. Erik took pause, halting mid-sentence to look around feeling as if he was being watched. "Something wrong?" Marie asked before the male shook his head. "Er..where'd Steven run off to?" trying to shift the subject as his sister pulled herself away from her notes to look down the open streets.

No sign of their friend. "How weird, he usually doesn't wander too far in case of an accident" Marie hummed and gently packed up her gear and measurements. "Yeah, you...need to be cautious in ancient ruins.." Erik stated with slight pause, he felt someone or something watching him, those eyes fixated since he left the cave. He couldn't help but shudder, feeling the chill as he shouted for Steven and received no answer in the echoing dead city.

Walking deeper the pair noted this Village was far larger than it first appeared, built around the backside and into both of the adjacent mountains, there was no telling the level of effort and ancient resources that must have gone into this monumental construction. "One has to wonder what could be so worth it" Erik pondered aloud, their calls for their friend falling on deaf ears, no response as the worry grew while they trekked further. The welcoming arch was now lost in the winding streets as Erik caught sight of shadows, lingering or dashing away just on the edge of his sight. Small Stones shifted as wind blew to deafen their ears to the coming threat.

"This is bad.." Marie stated worredly, pausing to look about and hug her gear. "Steven is never this careless, something had to have happened!" she whimpered and looked about with a shiver. Half the day gone and no sign of their friend. "We need to eat.." Erik sighed, still catching glimpses of something, something brown. Walking into an abandoned home the two set up their rations, pausing to eat before something shifted outside and drew the pairs attention. "Steven..?" Erik gulped, pulling himself up and gesturing for Marie to stay where she was. Walking outside Erik smelled something, it was familiar yet far more potent, much more pungent.

He received his answer, grunting as he bumped into something or someone solid, looking up before his face turned pale. Looking up he met the eyes of a Monster, a true non-human. A large beautiful woman with soft icy-blue eyes just like his, enormous perky breasts no smaller than G-cup dribbled light droplets of milk at the lightest coaxing from her sizeable pink Nipples. She had soft brown hair draping to her shoulders carefully tied back and impressive musculature on her 8-foot frame. Her skin was fair, untouched by harsh sun yet her lower half...Erik looked downward, blushing hard and confused as she grinned to him. Her top half was completely human, besides small Bovine horns and large furry ears. She wore a loincloth, the huge throbbing bulge and enormous dangling furry nuts letting him see all he needed to know she was more than female, her lower half covered in a soft short chestnut-brown fur and feet ending in thick powerful hooves. Her Bovine tail swished behind her, some sort of half-bull Monster.

"I-I" Erik stammered, unsure how to feel, every breathe was laced with that odd pungent scent, making him shiver and blush finding it almost unpleasantly potent yet something he craved. He felt light-headed, looking to the huge monster Herm or Dickgirl as she giggled, her fat cock swelled underneath the cloth, staining it with her arousal as the fragrance grew more intense. Managing to stand on wobbling legs, Erik stepped back inside, muttering his sisters name before looking back in horror. 3 more of the bull women of equal size to the other surrounded her, preventing any escape as she hugged her equipment in abject terror.

These amazon-esque Futa monsters wielded enormous spears, honestly somewhat redundant when their size and clear strength alone was the only weapon they needed. Rope was soon produced, the Futa who had bumped into Erik gently grabbed his shoulders, murring in his ear as he blushed and gasped, feeling her slick cock against his back as his own maleness sprung to life. He wanted to curse himself for his body's honesty, unable to will himself to go down as the large women purred and giggled, wrapping the rope gently enough around him he could slip out if he wanted.

Marie too was soon bound, the pair lead away by the excited group, chattering to themselves as the horny Bull leading Erik took every chance to tease him. Her hands rubbing his body, that thick concealed cock rubbing his side and forcing him to take light whiffs of her intense masculine dominating musk. She made it abundantly clear she had a crush on the little male, obvious she was the one watching him masturbate in the rain and perhaps even standing over him with that immense member at some point. The attention was hard to ignore, the timid confused male not only perpetually hard, but growing more and more comfortable with the idea of her...member, the more he was exposed to it.

"Erik" Marie whispered, shaking him from his stupor as his mind returned with a slight look of confusion, the past few minutes felt like a dream. "W-what?" he asked before a large hand took his, making him gasp and shudder as it was shoved under her loincloth, forced to cup the horny Amazons hot sweaty 8-inch nuts churning with thick Futanari Butter. "Why aren't they molesting YOU??" Erik sputtered in a hushed growl at his sister as she lightly giggled. "Well you don't exactly look like you aren't enjoying it" she teased making him blush harder cupping a hand-filling Testicle.

"I think I can translate" she quickly added, causing Erik to perk up with hope. "What are they saying? what do they want with us?" giving the Futa's nuts a nice hard squeeze and making her moan sensually with enough volume to draw the attention of the others. Erik was soon staring at 4 incredibly thick and slick barely-obscured Bovine cocks, hot pulsing nuts churning up their loads as the thin red tapered tips of their bestial members soaked their clothing in a hot musky lust.

Erik gulped, he was uncertain what was stopping the 4 from raping him like wild animals when there was a clear desire, but he was thankful for it. "They're taking us to their Chieftan, though they're calling her 'Queen' I guess" Marie answered, looking up to listen to the group as she blushed hard. "Though uh...now they're talking rather...sexually about you" she giggled and looked down trying to hide her embarassment at what they were saying about her brother.

"They apparently have Steven, they grabbed him not long after he left the group" she muttered as Greg perked up, "He's alright??" he asked desperately. His hand roamed the horny Fem-bulls pulsing nuts, acting without thought as he rubbed and caressed each thick churning orb and savoured the exotic overpowering scent of the Futa's increasing arousal. Her heavy pants of approval only spurring him onward until her guidance was no longer necessarry, her immense red tapered bovine cock reaching a thick imposing 26-inches of steaming Hermaphroditic Dick.

Her moan was halfway between a moo, Erik snapping from his stupor only to watch her thick massive prick which his hand struggled to hold now pulsing and jumping. He had been stroking her hard, pleasuring the potent monster like his Lover, entraptured by her dominating presence before she roared in pleasure and came a thick eruption of steaming musky spooge. The stream of hot bubbling cum was so powerful it drenched then threw her loincloth to the side, Erik paralyzed at the sight, his hand still squeezing her massive prick, feeling the heat of every load she sprayed from her turgid beastial prick while she humped into his grip, cumming over a gallon of hot reeking jizz to drench the pathway while the others watched their panting Sister and grinned.

She sighed in dizzying relief, the huge Herms breath steaming in the cool air as Erik stammered, still holding her fat member and feeling that filthy loincloth draped over his arm. His captor giggled at the sight, the area stunk like hot raunchy animalistic sex from her release. Her companions were now rock-hard, Erik looking nervously to them and back the the Futa Bull he'd just given a handjob, she was marginally bigger than the others, only 2-6 inches difference at most. She gingerly began walking again, tugging Eriks Rope to shake him from his stunned state as he tugged his hand away.

The heat from his blush could be felt from feet away, 4 incredibly horny Futanari amazons now swaying their fat musky cocks in front of him after that display and smothering him in a pungent scent of maleness he SHOULD find disgusting, but every breath only made it harder to think of anything else as his member dribbled pre into his thankfully thick shorts. "You..okay?" Marie blushed, asking her brother as he tried to stare at his cum-drenched arm instead of the horny girls eager for a little pleasure and attention.

They soon reached a fresh set of stone arch's and a massive door. Guards posted, more Monster bull-herms looking to the fresh meat and letting out light girly squee's of excitement. The banter was constant between them, Erik hearing a certain word repeatedly and with a little confirmation form his sister it was definitely directed at him resembling something akin to "cute" and "fuckable" mixed together. They entered into a massive underground city, a huge elevated stone pathway leading to a central Building in the labyrinthine expanse of a city. The pair were lead up the path, Erik looking about trying to assess the situation as the girls continued to tease and grope him.

"You notice something weird, sis?" Erik whispered to Marie before grunting when an eager hand squeezed his ass but received an affirming nod. "There's virtually no villagers, and I haven't seen a single child.." she answered, able to see the expanse of the city from their vantage and note how few Monster Girls roamed about. "200 at best, no less than 100" Erik muttered before that fat messy cock rubbed his face, making him sputter and blush as the affectionate Futa who had him bound giggled and murred, giving him a wink before licking his cheek and the seed she left on him.

He couldn't understand what she had said, but the gesture was loud and clear, more than enough to make him blush hard once more and gulp biting his lip. He didn't want to be attracted to her, but the heavy pheromones filling his senses with each breath and the Hormone-filled cum soaking into his skin was having an effect on him. It was as if a portion of his thoughts were being stifled, limiting his resistance subconciously.

"D-do you...feel weird?" Erik asked his sister, the large entryway to the ominous central building now quickly approaching, "Like..affectionate?". Marie smirking and shaking her head with a light giggle, "She must be your type!" she teased, receiving a worried scowl from the male. Apparently females were unaffected, that alone was highly unusual and distressing even as he found his hand again rubbing those same swollen and now slick sweaty nuts loudly churning up more potent Futa Milk.

The happy moan from the productive guard pulled Erik from his stupor once more, blushing and trying to wipe his hand on her inner thigh as he glanced at her half-flaccid animal cock now dripping with a fine sheen of sweat and cum from the heat of her blood coursing through her length. "It's unusually bright in here" Marie stated to clear the air before Erik surrendered his hand to the horny Herm, allowing it to squeeze and stroke exploring her luscious body. Torches were few and far between, where light was shining from was difficult to determine though the torches that did burn shone a soft soothing blue light and unnatural steady flame.

Looking around Erik nodded, "Most torches seem to be around that central building and massive foundation. What material produces that flame?". The two exchanging their own banter to lighten the mood even as they looked along the pale red and brown stone structures of this enormous underground City and all its ancient splendor. "Who knows, if we're lucky maybe they'll let us explo-!" Erik grunted as he was tugged by his rope, literally having to hold it himself to not let it simply slide off while he heard that same flirty guard giggle.

It could have been she was giving him the chance to escape, maybe they simply knew he had no chance. Or maybe, Erik blushed and gulped remembering the 4 hot red and ready bull cocks of the guards. Maybe they wanted him to try.

They stood before the entrance to the large central building, no doors, just a large arching entryway lit inside by 2 large iron firepits spewing that same blue flame and an unusual fragrant yet clear smoke. It was likely herbal, not only calming but arousing though the latter may have been a bit difficult to notice from Eriks already excited state. Between the Pits, sitting on a large ornate stone throne sat an absolutely huge Amazon, 12-feet of muscled half-bull Futa. Her fur and hair a dark charcoal black, her eyes glistening an enchanted and intimidating ruby-red.

The two Humans could only gulp, looking to the side of the entrance to Steven, blushing beside his own Futanari captor with a dairycow black and white pattern to her fur. Her throbbing dick and the sight of the Chocolate-skinned Human hardly hesitating at all to cup and massage her fat nuts and even kiss and lick along her member before noticing his friends causing him to wipe cum from his chin and chest then blush once their eyes met. "Steve!" Erik shouted to the blushing Male who licked his lips, "U-uh. hey" he chuckled as Marie cleared her throat.

"So, you too, Steven?" she asked as he gave her a curious gaze, "Erik has been admiring the 'girls' as well" earning a chuckle from the muscular male and a blush from the other. The slam of the base of a large Hoof against the floor drew their attention, the Chieftan snorting as she rubbed her immense package. The other girls were more than impressive...but compared to their queens 4 feet of cock they were nothing.

Unusually her member was not bovine, but Equine. A huge spongy drooling Flare adorned the head, circled by thick pleasureable bumps before trailing down her length to a prominent medial ring and visible pulsing veins decorating her mottled maleness. Her intimidating monster of a Member was easily thick as the average humans thigh, 10-inches at its thinnest and 12 around the ring. She spoke in a deep yet feminine and authoritative tone making the Girls stood to attention without hesitation.

Before the others could react to the monstrous presence of their leader, before they could bow and show their respect, Marie stood and stepped forward to the shock of all. A deep glare crossed the Chieftans face before the Human spoke, her tone and language imperfect but clear enough to obviously be their language. The Queens glare shifted, first to shocked then impressed as she continued, soon speaking with her as Erik and Steven looked to each other and around the room before a pause.

The room was lined with glyphs and illustrations, some possibly thousands of years old. they depicted a story, perhaps what was missing form the other mural, of the Pagan God granting them half-breed young. Of the trials they would face and the penalty for weakness and disloyalty. The cultists were determined to attain godhood, breeding with physically superior beasts in an effort to gain their strengths. However, the further one went to more recent marking one could see the rapid decline of the humans and then their offspring.

It appears there were at least 4 surviving tribes, or at least successful creations. Rams, Wolves and Bovines fighting for their gods approval and one-anothers breeding material. The Cows clearly won out, the others are marked in a way to indicate they no longer live and the Bovines have inherited their gods legacy.

"I think I have most of their language down" Marie stated to the males and the stunned Guards in attendance drawing thier attention back. "She's asking if you're 'my males'" she giggled and turned back to the clearly impressed leader who now sat back down with a visible and amused smirk. Her immense member shifted and drooled, globs of pungent sticky pre rolling down her length as she spoke again to Marie, lifting her large hand to prevent any retort before gesturing to Eriks Guard and behind the throne. The Bull soon taking off down a hallway as a small and clearly very young Herm stepped from around the throne.

The Chieftans daughter no doubt, soon followed by two even younger girls all proudly sporting their mothers fur color and eyes. They wore no clothing, proudly presenting their powerful prepubescent bodies and thick flaccid Bovine cocks and hefty furry sacks. "Marie. What's happening??" Erik asked nervously, looking to Steven with a scolding glare as the Human chuckled already giving his guards member affection once more. "They're uh.." Marie stuttered nervously, "They're vetting us to see how worthy we are" she gulped.

"Worthy!? Worthy of what?" he strained in a hushed tone, "To join their Tribe or live. I'm not sure, but she started calling me 'Sister' and believes we're gifts form their god" she blushed looking at that massive pulsing Flare drooling in front of her. The entire room smelled intense, the burning pits spewing that herbal smoke to help ease the Monstrous Futanari Chieftans obvious dominating beastial scent and sheer presence.

Erik gulped, looking to the young girls as they giggled and looked over the two males, the oldest licking her lips as she looked Erik over and made him shiver. He wasn't certain of their age, undoubtedly young, even shorter than him by nearly a foot and a half, but her fat prick was clearly swelling if ever-so-faintly as she sized him like a predator. The light slurps and grunts of Steven soon blowing the Dairy Slut only adding to the tension and embarassment before the Guard from before returned.

An elderly Cow was in tow, dressed in the white and red ornate garb of what must be a priestess. From her haggard and wrinkled appearance one could guess she was quite possibly the oldest living resident, a Staff clacking as she walked though it was more like a trunk to the average human. She spoke in paused sentences, shaking a bit as she produced a large Bowl made of wood and two smaller ones of stone covered in tribal glyphs and symbols of thier Bovine God.

Walking between the pits and Queen the group watched as she was offered the vessel, milking her huge lactating breasts into the enormous bowl while the others blushed and watched. Eventually handing the half-full Bowl back to the elder the large Queen rubbed her turgid glistening member, letting her hot syrupy pre dribble into the exposed bowl and mix with the creamy milk. The entire room was made to watch as she mixed the concoction together into a thick cream, grabbing ash without hesitation or pain from the ferociously burning pits and adding in clumps of that thick moss from before.

The substance became thick, nearly a jelly or heavy cream reeking of an intense potent sexual mixture. The Elder held the bowl upward as the girls closed their eyes, sharing in some chant or prayer while Erik and Steven watched. Even Marie had closed her eyes, listening to their prayer and directing for Erik and Steven to do the same. Though they could not see it, the Chieftan grinned.

After the short service ended and chanting ceased the boys opened their eyes to observe the mixture poured into the two stone Bowls. It was not hard to guess what was expected next. Erik looked to Steven, even he unsure of the mixture after sucking on a monster herms cock, not exactly helping the young archaeologists confidence. The large Bowl was handed to Marie, the sheer heft making her grunt and blush realizing she was to drink the lions share as the Queen looking not only expectantly, but demandingly to the trio.

"Drink it.." Marie stammered to them, nearly paralyzed by the situation and heady smell that appeared to finally be having an effect on her. "What!?" Erik shouted, even through the lingering haze and atmosphere of sex he had no intent to drink whatever the hell this was. "Drink it!" Marie shouted, shooting Erik an uncharacteristic glare to make him wince. "If she's this serious...the situation no doubt is as well" Steven warned and went to go first. He was scolded, again by Marie before she looked to him hiding her blush, "Erik first, then you, Steve".

Looking into the thick frothy mixture Erik could only gulp and wince, it reeked of some sort of exotic sex and herbal tint. It was clear this was a show of control or obedience. Erik sighed, closing his eyes and sniffing it, shuddering as his body tingled and cock throbbed, soon timidly licking at the salty creamy mix before Marie's annoyed sigh broke the silence. Something was said, he was unsure of what, but a reassuring hand of the Chestnut-furred herm from before allowed him to struggle and work the gooey mix down, loudly gulping as he tried to gag but his reflex was paralyzed, his tongue roaming the salty creamy mix as he quivered and grunted.

He tried to take it in gulps, to show some restraint before that gentle hand cupped the bowl and tilted it upward, forcing him to swallow and swish mouthfulls of thick Futa cum and milk as his eyes watered and belly gurgled. He could only groan, smothered in the intense sensations as his tongue danced along the stone bowl, giving into his body's surprising hunger until the Bowl was bare and pulled away with only the unusual but stunningly delicious taste on his tongue and clinging to his throat while he swallowed repeatedly.

His gut loudly churned, his muscles tensing as Erik groaned, blushing and panting holding his belly as he shivered and looked to the horny guard smirking to him and keeping her fat prick precariously close to his face. "you alright?" Marie asked, looking to Steven and nodding for him to drink in his own. Erik could feel his insides churning, practically shifting as he developed a light sweat, it didn't hurt but was far from a comfortable feeling, even the presence of who he decided to call "Hazel" was somehow calming him down.

Steven fared little better, chugging his concoction with far less hesitation, his behaviour and clear experience with the same sex leaving Erik on edge with concern. He couldn't tell if his close friend was secretly a sex-fiend or under the influence of the girls just as he strained to resist but he groaned all the same as his innards struggled not to become outtards. Finally the attention turned to Marie, the cute blonde taking a slow breath as the others watched, hefting the large bowl to her lips while the guards giggled and cheered, the Queen stroking herself as the Elder watched carefully.

His sister performed perhaps too well, not one flinch, not one gag or cough as she drank and drank. Mouthful-after-mouthful of thick Monster cum and milk flowed down her throat, her belly beginning to paunch as she chugged at minimum 2 full liters of the musky concoction. The Bowl soon hefted above her head as she licked and swallowed the last of it nearly in a trance. By the time she lowered the now-empty wooden vessel the Girls not only cheered, but broke into outright elated applause.

The Chieftan and Elder were clearly pleased, possibly not expecting her to pull it off before smiling to each other and sharing little more than a nod. The bowls were collected and the aging Cow left, a hidden grin on her face after that display. "You *mph* a-alright?" Erik asked his still dazed Sister, licking her lips and panting as she rubbed her Belly. "I...feel amazing~" she sighed in bliss before the Chieftan spoke once more, a light blush coming over Marie's face as she giggled and stepped forward.

A light speech was all that was left, Erik's sister kissing the thick spongy flare of the Queens fat Equine cock before the others cheered, hugging their newly accepted member and flirtatiously groping before stepping away. With a gesture from the Queen Marie stepped back, strings of hot thick cum on her lips and chin before she walked over to stand to the right of her Majesty's Throne. She had clearly passed whatever test, though the lingering euphoria almost seemed to cloud her mind to the gravity of that fact as she rubbed her belly in bliss and seemed to pinch and flex her limbs.

"Looks like I'm one of them now" Marie giggled drunk on excitement and possibly cum while she rubbed her belly. A light exchange happened between her and the Chieftan before she looked to Erik once more. "You need to swear fealty to the Queen" she stated plainly, still humming and smiling as her brother blushed. His stomach problems had dissipated, still feeling unusual but not uncomfortable as he cocked his head. "I mean you need to kiss her dick like I did" she clarified as Eriks expression grew flush.

The huge herm rubbed her fat length with a coy smirk, the Human male shuddering as he looked at that thick throbbing throw-pillow of a flare. "And...I'll be accepted? No more of this?" he asked as his sister shrugged, "All I know is it's your test. Now suck it up and pucker up!" she stated again in an oddly stern and happy tone, somehow clearly excited by all of this while her brother was pulled roughly before their Queen and rested in front of that pillar of pure fuck flesh and the immense 2-foot orbs underneath glistening with a sheen of thick musky sweat from the incredible heat of her package.

Even resting at the tip of her massive prick Erik could feel the heat and pungent sex pouring off her package, the incense useless this close as he grew light headed with each heavy breath. her musk was so thick it clung to his nostrils and lungs, making him cough and shudder, blushing at the scent of a true male, an incredible breeder unlike anything he'd encountered in his travels. Even from his position he had little doubt her orgasmic dominating masculine stink would cling to him.

A few thick strings of pre dribbled over his head, drawing his attention away from the daze and worship to blush as she soaked his head in her arousal waiting for his fealty and obedience. Though she couldn't understand it, Erik uttered a quick embarassed apology to the potent royal as he basked in the sheer heat radiating from her package. Timidly reaching up he gripped that monstrous Length in his hands, tugging it downward with a grunt as he shuddered and stared directly at that winking drooling cum slit centered in that mass of musky ebon flesh.

"Can I really do this?" Erik pondered, even in his haze he still knew this was wrong, perverse and unusual. A firm hand on the back of his Head trying to encourage him as he took a final deep breathe, letting out a cough from the air drenched in the pheromones of these horny Futanari beasts. Tmidly gripping the back of the huge squishy Head to the sound of a pleased Herm, Erik brought his lips to the drooling tip, kissing gently as his lips and chin were rapidly soaked in the Queens thick salty emmission, forced to swallow and taste her sex, a bitter and salty yet potent and unusually piquant flavor worthy of a Queen.

He found himself licking his lips, tasting again finding it far from unpleasant before he pulled back believing his job was done. He tried to release the flare, to look to the Queen for her affirmation before the firm hand still resting mashed his face back into it. Erik let out a grunt and squeal, only opening his mouth to more flavorful pre as he loudly swallowed and struggled. The growls increasing before Marie shouted "Erik! you aren't done until she's satisfied!".

The human male struggled in a slight panic, gripping that thick flare again as he sputtered and tried to lick, feeling the hand ease up as he gagged and coughed from the cum in his throat and nose. He groaned audibly, not from the taste of the amazing maleness, but from his continued degradation and embarrassment, currently making out with the head of some random hermaphrodites dick to earn her approval. His tongue darted into the opening, forcing a moan from the Queen as she humped lightly and squeezed her breast, feeling Erik suck on her flare, lightly nibbling the lip and rubbing his tongue along the inside as he gulped and coughed feeling fuller and fuller.

The Hand never left his head, allowing him to properly pleasure and worship their queen but not pull back, the poor males own body betraying him in the shameful position as he felt his length pulse. A gurgled "Nnnoo.." all he could manage as he hugged her fat prick tight, feeling his own shameful orgasm while his seed stained his crotch simply from tonguing someones member. No matter how much of the thick sex filled him he still held on, a small part of his will struggling with the shame and pleasure as he grew uncomfortably full.

Light pleas and whimpers were all he could manage, pulling back repeatedly begging to be done before that hand shoved him into her cock harder and harder until his face was totally smothered by the Equine flare. The Queen was drawing close, mooing a deep moan as the flow of pre quickened, Erik could only imagine how much seed she'd produce if this was simply her arousal.

With one-last defiant push, Erik nearly pulled away, emboldened or perhaps fueled by his fear of the large Futa's orgasm. His defiance earned the peaking majesty's ire as she growled, grabbing his head like an Apple and mashing his face hard against her tip. She was through with patience and tenderness, males needed to know their place. Her firm powerful hand pushing his face harder and harder against her spongy head, Eriks gurgled screams lost on the others watching as her cumslit stretched and stretched, only pleasuring the Royal further as she growled a happy moan from the strange sensation until his face slurped in.

The Queen groaned in pleasure, not quite what she wanted, but shuddering as she felt the pre and cum backing up, forcing the human to drink in her seed or drown while he spasmed and held her cock swallowing as best he could. Her nuts began to throb, the sight and feeling of the trapped male forcing the first few immensely thick globs of her cum to flow up her length spurring Eriks weakening resistance to flare once more. Fingertips dug pleasureably into the Chieftans cock flesh, forcing her to growl in bliss and grin as she watched the human taking deep breathes and coughing uncontrollably, inhaling her thickest seed until he began to go limp and his struggling faltered.

The poor boy was in a panic, he couldn't breathe, all he could taste, smell and see was cum, gurgling screams and gasps as his lungs filled with her pure sex. Even in the midst of what he was certain was his death he felt his cock release again, shamefully orgasming as he was literally drowned in the cum of a superior male. This was not lost on the queen, just as Eriks vision dimmed and mind struggled for the faintest hint of oxygen he was pulled out with a messy lewd slurp.

The human wobbled in the queens grip, drooling as he coughed out a stream of her seed, letting his lungs burn as her cum trailed down his chest before he could gasp for air once more. The message had been made clear, though the punishment and initiation was far from done. The Queen again mashed his limp body against her prick, Eriks muscles burning as he whimpered and weakly gripped the Herms massive length. Going in to lick and kiss again as he was mashed once more against it, a thick finger helping to stuff her massive flare more and more into his mouth while his jaw strained in her grip and pressure.

Again he whined, begged for mercy and forgiveness as he shivered and tried to stroke her Length, feeling his jaw loosening as he closed his eyes until the inevitable pop. He wanted to scream, the pain intense if still dulled by his half-concious state. His jaw dislocated to accommodate the flare of this massive Royal horse cock pumping cum straight into gut. Tears streamed down his face, speared on her massive dick in a seal so tight she even casually removed her hand to begin jerking off while he hung like a loose condom.

It took little effort for the huge Futa to cum, staring into the pleading eyes of that male stretched on her length, panting hotly and squeezing a tit as her immense nuts churned and tightened. It was too much, such a cute guy learning his lesson, soon to taste her to the fullest extent. With a loud roar she came, her cock swelling with the first bulge of cum of many. Each flowing thickly up her length, able to be observed before Erik would flinch at the sheer flood of thick Bovine Semen that would explode into his throat and stomach. It was so thick, almost too thick to even go down, the Queens seed was practically a spreadable jelly, clumps of cum and all, as the poor males throat and belly expanded with each thick load.

The sounds of her orgasm were audible, from the heavy churning of her nuts to the wet gooey splatter and splurch of her Spunk erupting into him and pooling inside his form. All Erik could do was bear it, the taste was too much, the thickest purest of her seed would no doubt stain his tongue with her taste, already his mind and body burned, abused beyond anything he had expected as he winced and held his stomach swelling far more than natural. He could already feel he looked heavily pregnant, his skin taut and sweating from the heat of her boiling cum inside him, it flooded his insides and erupted into his intenstines with no end while the rest watched and audibly pleasured themselves.

There was a light squirt, Erik letting out a squeal as the others looked confused but the Queen laughed, a thick deep musky stain soon darkening the back of his trousers and only growing hotter and thicker. The squelches and squirts continued, the Queens hot thick cum soon slowly oozing down his legs and pooling with greater and greater pressure each time. The human weakly tried and failed to remove his pants, feeling them rapidly becoming a cummy second-skin with raised fabric acting like veins to allow thick rivers of Futanari love to flood out and pool thickly around him.

He was completely purged, flushed thoroughly with her cum, each throb of her cock earning a loud messy squirt of her stirred jizz to gush from his sore asshole and soak his lower half and flood the room with the purest reek of their immensely potent Queen. All Erik could do was sweat and swallow, blacking in and out as the pain faded, letting out sultry moans around the Queens cock with his own member soon spent and his seed lost in the river of sex escaping him.

With a wet messy squish and plorp Erik finally slipped off that massive fuck pillar of Futa cock, the Queens cum showering over him in layer-after-layer of hot bubbling seed. Not one inch of him was left sacred. Not one inch inside or out untouched, stained by the Queens purest thickest seed and pungent arousal as a thick Hoof rested on his gut, pressing hard until her cum gushed from his throat and ass while she laughed above him and continued to glaze the beaten male in a coccoon of her lust.

He had been beyond degraded, he was reduced to a cumrag, her hot semen bubbling from his throat as his eyes rolled up, glazed with one last hot string of her nut butter before he lost conciousness.