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They say that kingdoms rise, and kingdoms fall all the time, that nothing lasts forever in the annals of history- and that even the mightiest walls of stone will eventually crumble to nothing. This is something that the many kingdoms of Elhiem knew to heart, many have fallen and risen in the span of a few years. One of them being the small kingdom of Khrt. A small hamlet full of kobolds, led by Queen Khalmahla, her people the kobolds had roamed for decades to find a new land for themselves free of the reign of the Dragonstone Empire, so they sailed the vast Eastern Sea , climbed mighty mountains until there of the coast of Julon was a land they could call their own.

But this exodus didn't go unnoticed and many would be conquerors wanting to stake their claim came to the island of Khrt to take what was rightfully theirs. And so, they fought, and fought, and fought. First the invasion of Ars II, a wealthy merchant prince who wished to take her people as slaves, Khalmahla pushed them back to the sea. Then the Bandit Queen Erica the Red, tried to extort them, and again they fought back not letting a single one of them land on her island without a fight. But alas, all things must come to an end and standing at the edge of her castle the last bastion of her kingdom was a mighty army of hulking bull's an army of minotaur's all belonging to Nyras the Conqueror, a upstart king from another island not too far from the Dragonstone Empire, if the stories she heard about him were true he led an uprising against his former king, then thirsting for more conquest conquered the neighboring island, then the other, then the other. Soon he sailed down to them and made landfall about four months ago. And he'd steadily beaten them down to where they were now. She knew they would not win and that her people would lose far more than they'd already lost in the other battles. So, she had one course of action, to stop further bloodshed. She sent a messenger with the articles of their surrender. As a reply she was escorted out of her throne room by a group of giant minotaur's as the army of her conqueror cheered in victory, as she walked her head hung in shame and her legs and feet bound in chains like a common criminal.

With shackles on her arms and legs Khalmahla was marched to the tent of the leader of the invading army. To say that Nyras was imposing would be an understatement, the minotaur was at least several heads above Khalmahla in terms of height and he even domineered over some of his own men. He had thick black fur that seemed to glow in the light of the fire that lit his tent, he had two large bulls' horns adorning his head, and below them were two striking green eyes. Covered head to toe in scars: an imposing figure wearing nothing but a loincloth which barely guarded his nether regions from sight and a giant war axe in one hand and a goblet of wine in the other. Looking at the tent's opening flap he watched the kobold walk in, flanked by a pair of his guards.

"Hmm, who might this be?" Nyras' voice was booming and as deep as she imagined someone of his stature and size would have, it was a commanding voice and one that would probably carry far in the din of a battle.

"Your Worship, we bring the queen of the newly conquered lands." One of the soldiers said, as they roughly shoved her forward, with Khalmahla nearly tripping due to her bindings, she glared up at the minotaur,

"Good, leave us I wish to speak to her in private." Nyras said his men bowed and left her alone with the giant, "I hope my men didn't cause you any undue harm?" He said his voice softening slightly, yet still booming and l

"Aside from the bindings, they didn't touch me...thankfully." Khalmahla said a scowl on her face, this seemed to not deter the minotaur, who admired her body up and down, she was small compared to him, and not quite feminine compared to other species, but the warlord seemed to take quite an interest in her based on how intently he was looking at her, this made her shiver slightly, another jet of steam erupted from the bull man's nose.

"I do apologize for their harsh treatment," He said as he shifted in his throne, this shifting made the loincloth hitch a bit giving Khalmahla too good a look at her captors...member. A lump formed in her throat as she looked at his flaccid cock, even when not erect it was girthy and Khalmahla was scarce to think what it would look like fully erect, and he seemed to know it since he followed where her eyes were and rather than adjust his loincloth he positioned himself to show off more of his cock, "But I will hopefully make up for it my lady." Nyras said. Khalmahla felt her temperature rise, rather funny considering she was a cold blooded creature.

"Wh-what will you do with me n-now?" Khalmahla hated that she stammered out this sentence, she was a queen damnit not some teen in the midst of her first heat.

"I have...plans for you my dear queen, grand plans." Nyras said as he stood up placing the goblet of wine on the table to his side, he walked over to her and Khalmahla finally got a chance to fully see just how...large her captor was. He absolutely towered over her in every shape and form, from height to muscles and everything else. Another lump formed in Khalmahla's throat and she swallowed them trying to not look as nervous to the ideas of what the minotaur would do to her.

"I-I'm not your dear queen." This seemed to interest Nyras quite a bit; he raised an eyebrow at the former queen's remarks and smiled.

"Oh, but you will be," Nyras said as he picked up Khalmahla with little effort by her waist, she let out a tiny squeak, and she tried to fight out of his mountainous grip, he was not crushing her, but she definitely could feel how strong he was just by this alone, "I've been looking for the right woman to become my queen and I've found her: You." Nyras said as he kissed Khalmahla deeply, the kobold froze slightly as she felt his lips on hers, she desperately tried to repress a moan that threatens to erupt from her throat , tried being the operative word since she then felt his long tongue snake it's way into her mouth. She moaned into her captor's mouth and he seemed to enjoy this immensely as she felt a small roar erupt into her mouth. When they separated, Khalmahla's breaths were labored and staggered.

"Y-Y-you," Khalmahla stammered out, not sure what to say, she hated how much this interloper turned her on, hated how much the thought of being dominated by him made her immensely wet. She hated all of it, and she also loved every second of it: a horrible horny world of cognitive dissonance. She felt the bindings that were around her hands unlatched and then her feet, "You bastard." She managed to say she then felt Nyras' lips on hers again this time her hands found his face holding him tightly, their tongues intermingling his long bovine one and her long forked one, Carrying her over to a separate bedchamber of the tent the minotaur roughly threw her onto the bed.

"Undress." His voice was commanding as it was before, and Khalmahla obliged and started by unlacing her dress letting it fall to her shoulders and then she stood up letting the garment fall down fully. She was now only clad in a white corset and white pair of panties. She then began to unhook her corset pulling it off and then she quickly stepped out of her panties. Her turquoise body was now on full display for Nyras to admire and admire he did.

"Now what?" Khalmahla asked, she was soon shown what was next. Nyras removed his loincloth, allowing the thin garment to fall to the ground and it allowed Khalmahla to get a much, much better look at her captor's cock. The view she had before did not do his cock justice. The once flaccid cock was now erect and right in front of her, it was almost like it was staring at her. His cock was flared at the tip, and it was dripping copious amounts of precum with each twitch, each throb of his rigid cock, and this was just his cock, his balls were just as large and swollen as his cock, full to the brim with seed waiting and begging to be released. Khalmahla's heat was now in overdrive, she was dripping wet and couldn't wait to be dominated by this giant bull of a man.

"Lay down." His voice commanded again, and Khalmahla did as she was ordered. Her captor then moved towering over her. Kissing her belly, Nyras moved down to her snatch, dripping wet waiting to be used by anyone. Plunging his long bovid tongue into Khalmahla's cunt the kobold let out a long moan as she felt the wet appendage move around inside her. The minotaur's tongue undulated and moved in such a way that it coated all of her insides; she let out small gasps of pleasure as she felt him inside her. She didn't know how he mastered this with his tongue, but she didn't want him to stop.

"By the heavens!" Khalmahla shouted near the top of her lungs feeling her insides churn and whirl, never before had she felt such pleasure, with the only thing rivaling it being her own machinations when it came to giving herself pleasure. Then with a long whine Khalmahla came, pulling her closer to his lips Nyras happily drank up the juices that flowed from her snatch. Sweet and savory, he drank it like a man in a desert finding an oasis. When she was done, a hungry grin was on Nyras' face, staring down at his future queen. He went over to a small chest on his nightstand. Pulling out a bottle full of thick green liquid he handed it to Khalmahla.

"What's this?" The kobold asked sitting up from her position.

"A potion, so I don't...break you." Nyras said, Khalmahla didn't want to know what he meant by 'break her,' drinking the concoction it was somewhat sweet and tasted vaguely of mint. Her body soon began to feel...strange, well stranger then how it was feeling already. Letting out a gasp of surprise as Nyras pressed her onto the bed, she could see his cock twitching even more with need, the precum he was leaking staining the sheets of the bed. And just the sight, it made her even wetter than what she was before, and thoughts of being held down and fucked by this brute, being conquered in every way shape and form and being bred and having a clutch for Nyras it flashed every second in her mind.

"Wh-what did you give me!?" She shouted, practically writhing wanting to get herself fucked by her captor.

"A combination of an aphrodisiac and a potion of stretching." Nyras said as he kissed Khalmahla deeply, he then positioned his body, so his massive cock was now pressing onto the kobold's waiting snatch. The flared tip nearly a thrust away from entering her. She could feel the precum leaking and smearing on her entrance, it's heat feeling like hot coals on her body.

"B-breed me, please!" Khalmahla begged, hating how much that damned potion was affecting her, Nyras on the other hand was happy to oblige his future queen's request. With a heavy thrust, his cock entered her body and she let out a howl of pleasure. She was full, so god damn full. She could feel his cock in every area of her pussy, stretching her, filling her, she'd never felt this before. Pulling out and thrusting inside again Nyras was doing his best to be as gentle as he could with Khalmahla, the potion made her more able to take his massive member, but he still had to be careful lest he hurt her in a way that healing magic couldn't just fix, and that was the last thing he wanted to do to his future queen.

"How do you feel, my queen?" Nyras asked her, she only let out a muffled moan of pleasure as she bit her lips. Smiling Nyras began to thrust in and out of her, a nice and consistent pace so that she could get used to the sensation. When he was sure she was able to take his cock, he began to pick up the pace, still not too fast, for how much of a brute he was, he was being exceptionally gentle with her Khalmahla thought, still this pace was more then enough to quench her thirst for him.

Khalmahla's mind felt like it was going blank as each thrust took a breath away from her, she was not sure how long she could last.

"I'm going to cum soon my queen." Nyras said through gritted teeth, like music to her ears, Khalmahla held onto her lover's belly the only thing she could grab from where she was positioned compared to Nyras.

"Do it! Conquer me, claim me as your queen!" Khalmahla yelled, wanting nothing more for those giant balls to empty into her and give her a new clutch to nurse in a few months. With a grunt of pleasure. Nyras came with a heavy torrent of his seed. The warmth of her lover's seed was a heavy contrast to her cold blood, it was like a warming stone used by her kin was inside her, warming her inside and out, thick, and virile and no doubt taking hold inside her. Pulling his cock out of his lover's snatch, Nyras admired his seed oozing out of Khalmahla's pussy. Soon the exertion on her body took hold and Khalmahla soon fell asleep. Nyras smiled as he snuggled up to his future queen, rubbing her face and kissing her on the forehead. Her peaceful slumber is a stark contrast to what they'd just finished doing not a few moments ago.

"Rest well my queen and give us healthy calves." Nyras said as he held his queen tight to his chest.