The Skaven Dominion
Sequel to Skaven Takeover. Dorock and Neecha find themselves in difficult situations as a force beyond their control threatens their very lives.
The skaven armies marched throughout the continent burning and destroying everything and everyone that opposed them. The cunning ratfolk had acquired roughly 30 percent of the world yet were perpetually locked in a stalemate between the nurgles and the beastmen. Although the towns of man easily fell they were met with the other factions eager to claim the land as their own. The war seemed never-ending. Gain one town lose another and the cycle was taking its toll on the skaven forces. That is until the brightest minds under the skaven lords came forth with an idea that could shift the tides.
If the skaven couldn't defeat their enemies, then they would have them join their ranks. While some would willingly join them temporarily others could not be persuaded. The humans were a prime example as they would never see eye to eye with the superior race. The humans could not be coerced but they could be changed. Their DNA was not far off from the skaven after all and with the right mixture between might and magic, the skaven population could see a massive increase to their horde.
That was of coarse the main theory but in practice it was not so simple. The science behind the creation of this new gaseous bomb was simple enough. What skaven did not anticipate was the countless failures the experiment would yield. Once deployed it would be inhaled by the subject which would then alter it's body into that of a skaven. Unfortunately it had a 80 percent fatality rate. Those who survived the process still retained their minds and were completely worthless or a liability. Further experimentation with warpstone on the newly turned skaven resulted in loss of intelligence which was fantastic and easy for manipulation. In the end it was decided that the experiment was a failure and it would be better used as a new ordinance for armies to use...for now.
It was another day waking up as a skaven. The former human Nick now named Neecha slowly opened her eyes staring at the dark ceiling. She could still remember waking up in her old life. The bright shine of the sun peering through the windows, the silent and calm ambiance, and her brother that was safeguarding the building. Everything was so different now not including her now feminine rat body. Was this going to be her life from now on?
"Sleep well?" Atuch said laying on his side with the red velvet sheets covering his naked body.
"Yes...though a little sore." She covered her face in shame with the sheets being reminded of what happened the night before.
Atuch reached over Neecha's waist pulling her close to his chest. He then set his snout on her shoulder snuggling against her warm body. The two skaven smiled at one another completely relaxed and...happy. The noises outside were growing louder however yet neither one of them wanted to move, risking the moment they were sharing. A few more moments weren't going to hurt anyone after all.
In the middle of the silence a loud horn shook the stone walls. Atuch's eyes shot open and he threw the sheets off himself. Neecha sat upwards looking confused as the black rat put on his pants and rushed out the door leaving Neecha worried. Racing down the stairs Atuch stopped just infront of the entrance to his house. After taking a moment to compose himself he opened the door only to be greeted by two large looking stormvermin that were fully armored and had large imposing spears.
"Well-well sleeping on the job?" An ominous voice said coming from behind the two stormvermin. As they stepped aside Atuch was eye to eye with the great horned rat Rasknitt. He was roughly the same size as most skaven and had white and grey fur. He had a blue and grey robe and had many skaven trinkets around his neck. The more prominent feature of coarse was the skull helmet that had two large horns. In addition to the ones on his helm were also the ones that were affixed to his head. They didn't call him the horned rat for nothing.
"My lord." Atuch knelt down on the ground infront of the great mage. "Your visit is unexpected."
Rasknitt stepped inside leaving his guards to keep a firm watch outside. "I will be brief-quick with my visit commander. Something here has attracted my sight-gaze. A certain rat you are intimatly familiar with." Atuch's ears perked up looking at his lord. Rasknitt looked up the stairs then back at him smiling. "Fear not you are not in any trouble, in fact quite the opposite. I applaud your fine-fine work that you've accomplished."
"Thanks you sire thought I am a bit confused still." Atuch said.
"The remaking of the man-things into that of skaven kind. Very little success yet you managed to persuade two into your ranks." Rasknitt smiled showing off his sharp buck teeth. "Now we continue to push-shove this agenda to benefit skaven kind. Most mutations kill the pathetic man-things. As fate would have it I have never seen an ape-thing changed into a female skaven. Oh the future is bright indeed."
As Neecha listened to the mumbling from downstairs, she got out of bed looking out the stain glass windows that had a nice view of the skaven stronghold. The door behind her creaked open and a set of footsteps padded closer. However based on the stench alone she could tell it wasn't Atuch and soon a pair of grey hands were placed on both sides of Neecha's hips.
"Ahh yes a fine female indeed." Rasknitt said scaring the daylights out of Neecha.
"Excuse me!" Neecha covered her breasts with her hands backing away from the unwanted attention.
"Oh that's right-right. Man-things are unfamiliar with the lords of skaven folk. I am what you would call the king or ruler."
Neecha looked over at Atuch who was getting dressed into his normal red guard armor. He simply nodded his head giving Neecha an unnerving feeling as the horned lord looked over her body. With a flick of his hand Neecha's arms were lowered as if by magic. Rasknitt smiled as his rat hands cupped her boob tracing his fingers down to her abdomen. Stopping only briefly his fingertips started to glow a slight green color. Neecha didn't feel anything as Rasknitt chanted something under his breath.
"Perfect. The future generation of skaven will grow into something more....dangerous. Good-good." Rasknitt said turning away.
Atuch and Rasknitt left the room headed outside onto the path leading towards the stronghold. "Thank you for stopping by my lord. I wish you the best in your travels." Atuch said with his nervous heart beating. The two stormvermin began leading Rasknitt down the path and as the panic started to fade, the great horned rat opened his mouth one more time.
"I left your orders at your command post Atuch. Don't fail unless you want your new lover to know what you've been hiding." Rasknitt said with a devious smile drawn on his face. Atuch clutched his hands as his lord disappeared.
Meanwhile on the other side of the skaven stronghold, Dorock was still getting use to his new life being a skaven black rat. While his brother was enjoying quality time with the commander in their fancy home on the outskirts, he was stuck living in cramped quarters with all the other skaven. The rickety wooden hovel contained many of the rat folk and hardly any essentials. Food and other necessities were a good half mile into the dark caverns.
While Dorock was looking forward to some well deserved rest it was nearly impossible. The foul skavens were either dead asleep or wide awake chatting to each other. The constant noises from outside were also just as distracting so for the majority of the night Dorock was drifting in between sleep and anger. The situation was absolutely unacceptable and the sooner he returns to his human form the sooner he can destroy this place with his fellow humans.
"Dorock! Dorock! Want nice food?" Meekit the packrat exclaimed jumping up and down on his lap.
"Fine yes just go already." Dorock huffed watching the small rat. While part of him wanted to just forget about what Meekit did to him, the other part wanted...no craved something more. It was like his skaven body was screaming at him to do unthinkable and erotic things. He kept himself in line though thinking to himself that this was only a temporary moment.
With Meekit out of his way Dorock saw Reeka just beyond a few other skaven polishing his weapons and grinding up warpstone into ammunition. Reeka was shirtless however giving Dorock a nice view of his muscular body. His furry black chest and the scars he obtained from heavy battles were a very attractive trait to have. Dorock shook his head burying his snout into the very thin pillow that he was given.
It was time for some fresh air. After putting on his stormvermin armor Dorock left the hovel shoving his way past the rats that were consistently blocking his path. Reeka noticed him leaving and followed close behind. Dorock wandered around for a good while looking at the many buildings and skaven units patrolling around. While the paths were dark the green and red hue from the flames along the walls kept him from getting too lost.
Eventually Dorock stopped at an overlook that gave a nice view of the rat ogre pits. He could see the massive cages that the beasts were kept in as well as the monstrous rat ogres themselves lashing about as the skaven tried tying it down. It was hard to believe that they didn't have control of one another. There was a lot of time and patience as well as magic to help set these beasties out into the world.
"Getting anxious?" Reeka said walking up beside Dorock.
"Don't you have someplace better to be?"
"Oh no-no. Easy to see packmate is distressed."
"Lets just say I am going through a rough patch." Dorock sneered at the half dressed black rat.
"One must seek relief yes-yes?"
"I just got to wait a short while actually. Hopefully not too long."
"New orders coming soon. Should distract."
Dorock sighed at the thought of going out again. Atuch wouldn't dare go back on his word but they were skaven. Notorious liars and villians. It would be wise to think up his own escape plan should the worst come to it. Surely he could communicate to his companions back in the Rikeland. With the information that Dorock possessed they could cut the skaven numbers down a peg.
While lost in thought Reeka stepped up to the distracted Dorock sniffing up his neck. The sneaky fingers of the gunner rat began roaming along Dorock's armor while subtly keeping himself as close as possible to the stormvermin. Immediately snapped out of thought Dorock looked down watching Reeka as his hands dipped around the crotch mail cupping inward.
"R-Reeka what are you doing..." Dorock asked as his body tensed up.
" Helping packmate....relax.". As Reeka reached under Dorock's mail groping on the bulge that was constrained by a leather loin cloth.
The urge was powerful. The very thought of fucking got Dorock's blood pumping. The abominable temptation plagued his mind and would likely take over completely if he wasn't careful. Why did this have to be apart of skaven biology....or maybe it was just him not being born into this life.
"I-I can't I need to keep my focus on the task at hand. Thank you for the offer .....packmate."
"Fine-fine. Just remember...If you want-want...I am here." Reeka smiled letting him go stepping back from the frazzled black rat.
"Reeka! Dorock! Me find the food food." Meekit said running up from behind holding a huge sack on his back filled to the brim with meat and bread.
While the three rats returned to their hovel to feast, the horned rat watched them from a distance skulking in the dark. He couldn't help but laugh knowing that very soon the future was going to be decided. With one more push he could call the former humans skaven and it would come to pass one way or another.
After a few hours had past, the mood in the skaven stronghold shifted. Every skaven was mobilizing. Fully geared and fully prepared for the fight ahead. Atuch was handing out orders left and right to all squads and ranks. It was a big step that the horned rat wanted to take with even bigger consequences. Failure wasn't even on the options board.
The last squad to enter his command post were Reeka, Meekit, Neecha, and a very agitated Dorock. Fully geared up and troubled they looked to Atuch for answers. Atuch walked back and forth for a bit before giving a statement.
"New orders: We are taking the Rikeland."
The news came as a surprise. The two normal skavens both cheered at the news but, Both Neecha and Dorock looked upset and angry. "What do you mean take the Rikeland? It's a massive country filled with defensive towns and elite units." Dorock spoke up slamming his hands on the table. Atuch waved the rest of the skaven out of his office to deal with him.
"The horned rat's orders are not to be ignored and I need all the help I can get." Atuch said gripping his tail.
"No! We had a deal. I do that one favor and you return me to normal. Plus I would never attack human settlements and you know that!"
"You don't have a choice! Rasknitt already knows about you and do you honestly think you can defeat a rat lord all on your own because he will kill-kill you if you disobey."
"Then don't include me in your schemes. I'll stay here or warn them or-"
"The lord has commanded you specifically to be in the ranks! It's not just your life on the line you know." Atuch reached forward grabbing Dorock by the collar.
"What's that suppose to mean. Like I would care if you kicked the bucket."
"Nothing. Death or service are your options stormvermin. I don't care what you do when your there but you are going."
"Fine but you better have a cure ready when we return you filthy rat." Dorock said huffing and storming out of the tent.
The horned rat was cruel indeed forcing the humans to attack their own country. It was unknown what Rasknitt had planned but taking the Rikeland was an impossible task even for the skaven's largest army. Only time would tell.
For the next couple days the hordes of skaven assaulted the human settlements all across the Rikeland. Both Neecha and Dorock however were reluctant on their new duties and did not take place in the initial charge. Instead it fell on the four skaven to take smaller pieces of land. Luckily most humans had evacuated further inland so it was unnecessary to fight.
While traveling through the dense green forests they eventually came across a large farm that streched across for miles. Rows and rows of wheat, onions, and corn surrounded by brick fences. Large windmills and small wooden houses were scattered around. The livestock were left behind in their barns probably too much a burden to take with them to safety.
Neecha felt at peace gazing at human territory. It reminded her of a much simpler time spending time with her brother yet now it seemed like a dream. There was no doubt that Atuch was looking for her brother and all she could do was wait until she could see him again. Despite being kind of an asshole he was still family. Things could be different after this whole experience was done one could hope.
The small homestead in the middle of the farmland was daunting as Neecha sneaked around the outside. It was always a good idea to be a little bit cautious going into buildings. Her senses may have been heightened but she was still prone to surprises. Soon she found an open window and crept inside. The place was like most houses in the area. Sofas in the living room with pictures of the family along the walls. A cozy looking fireplace were they would gather on cold winter days.
Every room served some function or another but the important thing was it had nobody inside. After the search, Neecha found the main bedroom and flopped down on her back. The cushion of the sofa eased her weary body and as she looked around she saw a large standing mirror. The reflection of herself still caused her some alarm but she had gotten use to it. Something was different however and she couldn't quite make out what it was.
After taking off her cloak she noticed that she had gained a bit of weight. Her abdomen seemed to be growing out a bit. The skaven diet consisted mostly of meat so it was hardly a surprise but something Rasknitt said still gave her concern. It wouldn't be a baby would it? Neecha did have unprotected sex with a skaven so it wasn't totally impossible after all.
"So you are a female". Dorock said standing in the doorway.
" Oh it's you. Dorock right? Everything is empty here so we can continue."
This was Dorock's first time laying eyes on a female of this species. Sure it was a skaven but boobs are boobs and the thoughts that were going through his head stiffened his phallus. Neecha put her cloak back on and made an attempt to pass Dorock in the doorway but Dorock blocked her in. "Excuse me..move". Neecha said. Dorock could very easily overpower the female even at the risk of being stabbed. Fuck. Take. Breed. It felt as if his mind was growing weaker and weaker as each day passed.
"Dorock. Neecha. Move-move. Not done yet." Reeka said twirling his gun in his hand.
Dorock turned his head and in that instance Neecha had slipped by unnoticed. The small skaven patrol then resumed their search for a time. Dorock stepped into a barn witch seemingly had no one inside. The floor was covered in hay and stacks of produce were in the corner. There was also a ladder that lead to a second floor. Presumably there was farming equipment and other goodies. Dorock just needed some alone time away from the torment.
Suddenly there was a loud noise from the boxes. A small human child had accidently knocked over it quivering in fear. The little boy couldn't have been older than 8 and was wearing nothing but rags. He was absolutely terrified seeing this massive stormvermin tower over him. From the other side of the boxes a slightly older boy came out from hiding wielding a pitchfork in his hands ushering the smaller child behind him.
"Back you fiend! You will not touch him!" The boy said as his hands were visibly shaking.
Dorock squeezed the handle of his halberd unsure what to do. Letting them go was out of the question because they would just be captured by the others. "You....why are you here....man-thing?" Dorock tried sounding as skaven as he could questioning the kids. "This area is not safe anymore." The one with the pitchfork charged at him screaming. With one well timed parry with his Halberd Dorock flicked it away with ease.
While Dorock was dealing with the humans a loud explosion came from one of the houses on the other side of the farm. It was a single opportunity that Dorock couldn't waist. Using his halberd he smashed open one of the windows. "Escape-flee now little-things. Don't stop for anything." The kids looked at him with confusion. "NOW!" With Dorock yelling it seemed to get the message across as they leapt out the window running into the forest far away from the oncoming horde.
Dorock felt pride for the first time since being transformed. Yet as good as it felt to finally do some good, the fact that he was feared by his kinsfolk almost made him feel worse. Still their safety was a much higher priority.
The skaven horde were able to take multiple cities and towns before the humans were able to stop them. The once peaceful places overrun with skaven leaving the cities a shallow husk of what they once were. Fire and destruction left the cities burning after the skaven were done. The rats then claimed everything with a small chunk of the Rikeland belonging to them.
The farmland was fortified with large wooden walls from the surrounding forest. Ballista and other supplies were delivered as well. Rat ogres were deployed into the area both as alarms and shield. Once the warpstone barriers were set up it would be another grand stepping stone for the skaven empire. Soon Atuch and his platoon made their way over to the former farmlands to see how well things were going.
Many of the buildings were repurposed into campsites and one by one Atuch stopped giving very detailed reports. No signs of humans anywhere which was exactly what he wanted to hear. The main homestead housed many of the skaven builders as well as his special unit. As soon as Atuch entered the house his eyes were darting left and right. Sadly he didn't find the one skaven he was looking for and mingled with the others.
With no warning Atuch's vision went black and a voice whispered into his ear. "It's good to see you again." Atuch smiled immediately recognizing Neecha's voice. In one swift movement turned around catching Neecha's wrists in his hands. He so desperately wanted to kiss her but it would make a bad impression on the skaven folk around him. His opportunity would come soon enough as the small skaven builders started piling all the human pictures, furniture, and accessories.
Neecha snuck off swaying her tail back and forth into a dark corridor. Needing no encouragement Atuch followed behind. The she-rat reached down next to the door leading outside and pulled open a secret hatch that led down into the cellar. The two skaven stepped down the wooden stairs and closed the hatch behind them. The room was lit with torches on the walls and columns of barrels were arranged parallel to each other. Shelves were aligned with bottles of alcohol and the floor was nothing but dirt.
"We need to talk." Neecha said as Atuch reached the bottom of the stairs.
"I am always ready to hear-listen."
"I think...I'm pregnant." Neecha said putting her hands to her stomach.
"Truly?" Atuch's eyes went wide.
"Yes but-". Before Neecha could say anything more Atuch pushed her against the wall and kissed her lips. The familiar taste of his saliva entered her mouth. It was nearly impossible not for Neecha to push against him. Their rat snouts pressed against one anothers with Atuch's hands feeling over the bump in her belly. It was an incredibly proud moment for Atuch as he never even planned on expanding his bloodline.
"Your going to be a fantastic mother. It will be a strong warrior."
"But...I..." Neecha stammered with a concerned look on her face.
"But what my broodmother."
"I'm....TERIFFIED!" Neecha yelled pushing Atuch away.
"I don't understand." Atuch opened his arms in an attempt to comfort the now shaking skaven female.
"I am not mentally prepared for something like this. I have barely gotten use to being a skaven."
Neecha's eyes watered and Atuch pulled her into a hug squeezing her tightly still unsure of what to do with himself. He wanted to say something but feared that the former human's feeling might worsen. Atuch didn't know much of human customs or how mating rituals usually worked. Still he knew he had to be there for his mate no matter what. It was his pup after all growing inside her womb.
The ceiling above them erupted with laughter breaking them from their hug. Neecha wiped her face with her sleeve. "It's so stupid. I never thought I would be the one carrying the baby." She said trying to cheer up. " Then again I never expected to get a wife."
"You have me." Atuch said lifting her chin up to meet his gaze. "I will cherish you until the day I die-die and once you see the face of our pup, you will cherish him."
"Don't ever leave me. I couldn't survive in this world without you." Neecha said holding his hands to her face.
"Yes-yes. Never".
"Do you....have any news with my brother. I know its a change in topic but I really got to think of something else."
"I...Uh..believe he alive and well."
"YES-YES! Alive and well indeed !" A loud voice echoed through the room and one by one the torches on the wall turned green. The flames then grew wider and taller as a figure stepped through and as the fire returned to its yellow and red nature, the horned rat Rasknitt appeared before the two skaven. "Having a little moment with each other I see-see. I will make this visit brief then."
"M-my lord! another unexpected visit." Atuch said.
"Well done on taking more of the man-things home WELL DONE. Now how would you like to be my red guard once again? There is much blood to be shed and you've once again proved your loyalty to skaven kind."
"Sire there is still so much to do. If you would permit me to stay." Atuch said
"HAH! A skaven rejecting such a glory? Much-much has changed about you. Then I have no other choice then." Rasknitt turned his gaze to Neecha. "What if I were to tell you female that this blackrat knows exactly were your brother is...and what's become of him." A sly smile crept along the whiskers of the horned rat.
"Sire!" Atuch exclaimed hoping for his lord to stop.
"So desperately wanting you for himself he kept your own brother hidden from you and right under your nose. I believe he's upstairs with the other two skaven in your squad and believe me he has no idea his own blood is still alive...if your still blood."
The look of despair fell upon Neecha's face as she no longer could look at Atuch. Before she could even listen to his excuses she ran back upstairs slamming the hatch down behind her. Atuch felt only rage looking at Rasknitt.
"I can't have you interfering with my plans stormvermin. You were growing far too attached to the man-thing and we can't have that. The future of skaven need a broodmother that can sire from multiple skaven. Even if it use to be a male it is now a female and her body must be put to good use. Hehe even I want her to ber my seed so it can take root into something far beyond even my comprehension."
"WHY! What is one female skaven to you. The city is full of them!"
"I have foreseen the future of this pup-child of yours. Such a vast improvement to skaven that the man-things, the small-things, and the blasted elves would be right to be in such fear. The intelligence he is going to have is on par with my own and with the strength of a stormvermin he could be in a squad of his own of just him. Imagine seeding her with the like of me and others.......such destructive capability I can only think-imagine."
The thought of Neecha naked with the horned rat worried Atuch. After getting to know her better he knew it would destroy her emotionally. What all could Atuch do after all. He was born to obey and this was the plan that the great horned rat had to dominate the world. Yet the feelings he had burned with such intense desire that he could die for his mate.
As Rasknitt turned to leave he said "Just one more domino left and skaven victory is assured." Atuch knew that he was still planning something big. What would he do though....
Dorock watched outside the homestead's bathroom window. Seeing his people suffer through this twisted his stomach. Still he wished he could have done something but the skaven are unpredictable at times. Without his humanity he couldn't aid and while being under the threat of death he couldn't make a move on the skaven lord. There would be a chance....he had to be patient.
"Dorock come-come!" Meekit said pulling on his arm. "We go feast."
Meekit practically dragged Dorock out of the house and into the yard infront. Multiple skaven were around a large bonfire and eating large amounts of meat. Reeka was included among the group scarfing into his juicy leg of cow. Dorock plopped down and Meekit handed him a thick thigh of meat covered in a sauce of some kind. With one lick Dorock could taste the barbeque. It was likely stolen but it was worth it.
"Here packmate." Reeka reached behind himself pulling a halberd out from the dirt. It wasn't any normal kind either, it was made from warpstone. The hilt and pommel were pure warpstone and the shaft made from steel. It had its usually axe head but the blade was a deep green with skaven runes etched into the metal. It was truly a work of art made for battle and beauty.
"What's this for?" Dorock asked as the weighted weapon dropped into his claws. Almost like a spell it captivated him. The warpstone was affecting him just as it did before. He felt strong. His muscles clenching together and his mind felt euphoric almost in a daze.
"You like? It is gift from a master craftsman. You take-keep." Reeka continued munching on his meal.
"..Yes-yes...uhh sorry." Dorock said handing it back before he started to get up, but Reeka stopped him pulling him back down.
"Got to stop wandering off. We understand you don't like us. Doesn't mean you have to be alone." Reeka said leaning into Dorock's face.
"I just prefer it that way."
Meekit jumped in between the pair smiling. "Me needs packmates always." The smaller rodent said with his claws touching both of the black rats. Dorock felt somewhat content having friends even if they were just skaven. Made things so much more bearable.
Reeka held out another leg of meat out for Dorock and as soon as his hands touched the bone, Dorock leaned his snout against Reeka's lips. It was an uncontrollable urge to taste the barbeque from the skaven's mouth. While surprised Reeka pushed back with dropping the leg into Meekit's arms. The soft furry lips of the skaven spurred the erection that was stressing against his armor. Dorock felt Reeka's tongue push into his mouth wiggling and worming around his teeth.
Dorock then in a moment of clarity pulled himself away regaining control of himself. "I don't know where that came from. " Reeka snarled putting a hand to his chest pushing him down into the floor. Very quickly Reeka's full weight slammed onto Dorock's chest. The crowd around them cheered and even Meekit seemed to get a little excited.
Keeping Dorock pinned, Reeka gradually began licking over his packmates face pulling his helmet off and tossing aside. Meanwhile just below the two skaven, Meekit got on all fours crawling in between Dorock's legs. Meekit's crafty little hands started their work unbuckling and undoing the plating on Dorock. Soon the only clothing left on him was his loincloth and chest plating.
Dorock felt bashful as he was exposed to the others. With the heavy blackrat pinning him down there wasn't a lot he could do. His body was betraying his mind as the thick cock seemed to be enjoying the attention. Reeka smiled licking his lips while removing bits and pieces of his own armor. With heavy thunks they landed nearby and now the gunner rat was in his natural form with a leather codpiece concealing his rat genitalia.
Reeka picked up his packmates hand putting it against his chest. Dorock could feel his muscles just beneath his fur. There were no boobs like on a sexy female woman but still his body craved more. The fire behind Reeka made his fur glisten like ember on a burning tree. Instinctively Dorock slid down his hand until is was just over his packmate's codpiece. Gently his fingers clenched around the girth with Reeka inhaling deeply as a response. The scent of iron, sweat, and musk were so intoxicating to the former human and it only made him more attracted to Reeka.
Meekit ran around and "assisted" Dorock with removing his chest pieces. While the two black rats were busy feeling over each other, the other skaven were watching intently with some getting in the mood. Kissing one another or groping their neighbor but always keeping an eye on the two love birds. Meekit himself was stripping down eager for what was coming.
Reeka huffed undoing the strap on his cod piece. With a snap he pulled away the leather throwing it into the fire behind him. Reeka's cock bounced up fully erect and Dorock was impressed at its size. Yet he was also horrified at himself for being fine with a naked MALE skaven sitting on him. The skaven gunner's dick was almost the same as his own being humanoid in nature. The color was more grey and his balls were missing patches of fur.
"Meekit want fun yes-yes?" The sack rat said standing beside Dorock naked. Meekit's body was much less toned than either of the black rats. Anyone could tell he didn't eat that much and the grey fur on his body was just as messy. Meekit's nethers were a surprise however. His cock was smaller than the average skaven but what it lacked in length it made up for in sheer girth. The nutsack on the rat was almost just as large as a stormvermin, great for seeding females if he had the chance.
"You return favor?" Meekit strutted towards Dorock's head. Standing there Meekit let his skavenhood hand out right above Dorock's snout. Anger started burning up in the stormvermin's chest as the lowly packrat suggested the unthinkable. It crossed Dorock's mind multiple times to punch the small rat but soon the anger died down. The lips of the former human slowly opened.
Meekit eagerly aimed himself to the virgin lips of the stormvermin. The rock hard cock slowly pushed into Dorock's mouth. Meekit's leaking cock tip traveled along his tongue stopping just before his throat could take it. Dorock's mouth still felt full enough and his first time having a cock in his mouth sparked a kink he didn't knew he had. His massive rodent tongue slithered around the penis taking in the way it felt and tasted. The excitement of the packrat could be felt throbbing and the skin felt so coarse and spongey. The taste should have been terrible, who knows what these skaven are up to in their free time. Yet it was like sucking on a very leaky salty banana. It wasn't bad but it wasn't pleasant either.
Dorock was getting so rigid his loincloth was physically straining. Why was this turning him on so much? He knew he would never do this on his own volition. A small voice in the back of his head kept telling him that it was alrighty and it was ok to change. What was a bit of sex with a bunch of rodents going to change after all. He could move on after he returned to his human form its not like anyone would ever know.
Dorock gripped the gunner rat's hips tightly almost aggressively so. While his mouth was full, Dorock thrusted his hips upward dragging his tented cock against Reeka's backside. Abruptly the thin cloth began tearing with Dorock's rodent dick straining. Soon enough his cock was freed from its prison ripping the loincloth in half, both pieces falling into the dirt below.
The warm fire should have been baking his balls but it was only one source of heat that was driving him mad. While Meekit services himself with his packmates snout, Reeka leaned back gripping Dorock's throbbing shaft gently rubbing it between his fingers. "MRPHH!" Dorock grunted opening his mouth wider slowly growing more and more satisfied with the packrats cock.
"Tongue so good-good." Meekit said reached down to feel over the side of Dorock's rat snout. Meekit let out a sigh of relief as he could feel the lips clasping around the base of his cock. The greedy stormvermin was beginning to bob his head back and forth while suckling Meekit's meat. Even his tongue was swiveling around the head of the packrat to help taste and stimulate.
Out of the corner of his eye, Dorock saw Reeka lifting himself up feeling the weight off his body. "It's Reeka's turn now my packmate. I promised you relief." The gunner rat groped at the tip of Dorock's penis pulling the rigid shaft and holding it in the palm of his hand. Reeka's full weight shifted down as he positioned himself. The bouncing mushroom tip of the stormvermin soon pressed against in the inside of Reeka's furry rear. With his tail held high the cockhead started pushing against Reeka's rectum.
The immediate pressure cause Dorock to moan. His thick cockhead spearheaded into Reeka's firm asshole. Inch by inch his dick was pushed inward disappearing from the outside world entirely. Reeka's ass was so warm and tight it was comparable to a virgin woman's pussy. When Dorock was fully inside he was in heaven. His balls were tightly up against his packmate's furry buttcheeks. Reeka then slowly lifted his hips before slamming them down causing Dorock to reactively squeeze too hard on Meekit.
"Ah! Fuck-fuck. Not so hard." Meekit said looking at Reeka.
"He needed this...he throbbing so much."
"Meekit not last much longer."
While Reeka rode Dorock's cock, His streched rectum grew accustomed to his size. Dorock however was growing ever so impatient. His feet clenched together planting themselves into the dirt. The sexual instincts were coming back to him and in one hard thrusts he made Reeka yell. Dorock began driving his hips up. The heavy pounding was causing Reeka some pain but the pleasure was overcoming the sensation. Practically all the skaven could hear Dorock's thick ballsack slapping against Reeka's ass.
With one hand Dorock reached in between Meekit's legs pulling his nutsack toward his muzzle. In the palm of his hand Dorock rolled around the packrat's testes and Meekit drooled at the pure pleasure it was giving him. Unable to hold himself any longer Meekit leaned over thrusting faster and faster. "Shit-Fuck!" Meekit said as his cock began pulsing. Large globs of skaven seed pumped out filling Dorock's cheeks. Meekit kept cumming as Dorock was forced to swallow the rat's spunk.
"Ah....much-much better." Meekit said pulling his slobbery dick out.
As soon as he could talk Dorock instead snarled and turned his attention to the skaven on his dick. Reeka's leaking cock was bouncing on his belly in rhythm with Dorock's thrusting. Aggressively Reeka was trying to match Dorock's ferocity. Reeka could feel his packmate growing close and as soon as it began it was over. Dorock snarled and moaned writhing on the ground as he came up into the gunner rat. The thick seed pooled inside the rat's intestines traveling up barely reaching his stomach. The last of Dorock's cum trickled down his balls and Reeka felt accomplished.
The half dazed Dorock then watched as Meekit licked and sucked on Reeka's spire while still impaled on Dorock's cock. With a loud grunt Dorock could visibly see Reeka's cum pulsing up his cock and into Meekit's mouth. Reeka held Meekit's snout while he filled the packrats stomach. Now each of the packmates were satisfied and the smell of sex wafted throughout the campsite.
"Feel better?" Reeka asked pulling himself free and laying down beside Dorock.
"Y-yes-yes. Much-much better. Head feel fuzzy." Dorock said as his heartrate calmed.
Neecha ran around the camp both in a rage and in tears. At this point she just wanted to go home. She was lied to by the skaven she was growing to care for. Neecha couldn't understand why. She wanted to find her brother and return to her old life sure but she also wanted Atuch to be in her life as well. Happiness was her only goal and now she didn't know what to do.
After a few hours of searching for her squad she finally found them. The three skaven were around a giant bonfire eating and drinking with no cloths on whatsoever. Neecha could smell the sex all around as if an orgy just happened. Out of the three skaven Neecha had a pretty good guess as to which one was her brother. How would he react to seeing her like this she wondered. After all he use to be his brother not a sister.
"Dorock can we talk for a minute?" Neecha said trying not to stare at his private parts.
"AHH Neecha so glad you could meet-join us." Dorock said
"Yes.....do you happen to have a brother by chance?"
Dorock stared off into the fire trying to recollect but as soon as it popped into his mind it was gone. His mind was all fuzzy and he couldn't seem to remember certain events of his life. But he knew for certain that he was a skaven and that he was under orders to take the Rikeland. There was a small voice in the back of his mind telling him something important but he just couldn't make sense of it all.
"I....don't think so. We have many packmates after all." He said.
Neecha was now very confused. The horned rat said that one of them was her brother. It couldn't be Meekit for certain and while Reeka had a stoic look to him Dale didn't know how to use guns. It had to be Dorock unless she was lied to....again.
"Speaking of packmates...." Dorock said standing up. "You are female yes-yes?"
Meekit and Reeka's ears perked up as well as any other skaven in earshot. Neecha tightened her cloak and stepped back with a worried look in her eye. Meanwhile in the shadows just out of sight, Rasknitt was watching. His plan was finally about to come to fruition. After the former human has his was with his sibling, the new lineage of skaven will begin and the skaven will take over everything.
"Neecha is female? Should have saved spunk." Meekit said eyeing her up like candy.
"Not interested in sex at the moment...." Neecha said hoping to deter the hungry looking skaven.
"Not your place to decide....skaven females must be bred. I have been aching to try a pussy out." Dorock said as his cock re hardened.
Neecha was slowly surrounded by skaven all looking for a piece of the action and there was no way out. With her back to the bonfire she was filled with despair and feared for her life. Closing her eyes she held her cloak closely to her chest. As the stormvermin walked closer he was immediately stopped by a flying halberd that landed infront of him.
From out of the fire a hand reached for the halberd that was planted firmly in the ground. Neecha watched as the figure walked through the flames and stood by her side. "If anyone touches the female I will kill you." Atuch said gripping the pommel of the halberd. Neecha was surprised to see him and so relieved. The skaven surrounding them were hesitant and did not move.
"You can't keep the female for yourself." One skaven said.
The skaven started arguing at the Commander but Atuch stood his ground. Some of the skaven were not as foolish as the others were. A few tried rushing at Neecha at a vein attempt to capture her but as soon as they were in striking range Atuch cut them down with a single mighty blow. Their blood fueling the fire made the rats think twice. Atuch was a red guard for a reason after all so he could destroy the entire camp by himself if need be.
"Foolish! Utterly Foolish!" Rasknitt said teleporting to the roof of the homestead. "Atuch what are you doing!"
"SHE IS MINE!" Atuch roared.
"Bah! Man-things poisened your mind! Kill-kill!" Rasknitt pointed at the two skaven.
Neecha immediately began worrying about her brother but she trusted Atuch now and forever. After ushering Neecha back, Atuch stood firm thrusting his halberd into the oncoming horde. The might of the red guard was nothing to be scoffed at and wave after wave fell to his skill. The ground was soaked in blood and Neecha could no longer just wait. Rasknitt was the problem here!
In the midst of the fighting Neecha snuck off arming herself with two swords. Like the assassin she was her aim was the head of the snake, Rasknitt. Her life felt unimportant as she watched her lover fighting. As soon as she made it onto the roof she hid behind the chimney stack. Rasknitt was laughing at the carnage unfolding...distracted.
Neecha calmly readied her weapons sneaking as close as she could get. As she let her sharp blades fall towards Rasknitt's neck they were flung back in a green spark leaving her unarmed again. "Ah There you are. Fear not I personally will get you after this." Rasknitt said. Neecha growled picking her weapons back up slashing at the invisible barrier that protected him.
Dorock who had gotten pushed back in the crowd watched Neecha struggling against the rat lord. Rasknitt grew increasingly annoyed and in an enraged stated threw a green bolt at her leg. Neecha fell to the ground and nearly rolled off the roof. "Sorry can't have your body broken just yet." The horned rat said cackling to himself.
Dorock felt such anger as if he was watching a loved one be harmed. He didn't know why but he felt such a strong desire to protect. Holding his custom made halberd, Dorock rushed through the crowd and threw it as hard as he could toward the rat lord. The lightning barrier stopped the weapon mid air however instead of falling to the floor it exploded. Rasknitt was propelled with such force that he blew a hole into the building.
Rasknitt landed in the bedroom with all the dust and debris clouding most of the room. The anger was burning his heart and just as he was about to teleport a large blade stuck right through his chest. The horned rat couldn't let out a scream as his own blood slid down the blade. Neecha emerged from the smoke wheezing and shaking. The look on her face wasn't one of anger but one of pity.
"HA.....ha....Still a skaven after all...." Rasknitt said collapsing to the floor.
The blood pooled around her feet and Neecha ripped the skull helm from the rat lord. Maybe she was a skaven but she was also still human. Hopefully it would be enough to change the rat race for the better and who knows maybe she could fix them...only time would tell.
Outside Atuch was still fighting piling the bodies as he cleaved through his kin. As the next wave approached they immediately stopped just before him. The rat lords helmet rolled in between them with Neecha standing victorious next to the dying bonfire. "Enough!" Neecha yelled out. The skaven looked at one another before backing away. The once lusty feelings that they had were replaced with absolute fear and they scampered back to their respective posts.
"Atuch are you ok?" Neecha hurried over to the blood-drenched red guard.
"Yes-yes...thanks to you." Atuch fell over too exhausted to stand. "Your a fine assassin."
"What were you thinking!"
"Just you....and our child."
Neecha started crying and hugged around Atuch's neck. The two skaven embraced each other for a time happy to be alive.
After the carnage the skaven around the country named Neecha "Lord of Death." The most feared female skaven that ever graced their race. Without their numbers the skaven were forced to retreat allowing the humans to retake the Rikeland. Safely back at their Stronghold the skaven resumed their normal lives at least for now.
"Neecha can we talk?" Atuch said as they approached the front of their house.
"I know what you are going to say..and I forgive you. Not too many people out in the world would take on a horde just for me."
"Still I am sorry that I withheld that information on your brother..."
"Well do you know if he is still curable?"
"I don't. Skaven magic is deep inside him."
"Oh...."
"Magic is magic but like most things there is a possibility of a cure."
Neecha smiled hugging his arm and the two lovers walked inside their house. After a well needed bath Atuch found Neecha staring at herself in one of the mirrors. With his fur still wet, Atuch walked over naked from his grooming. "Atuch would it kill you to wear a towel after you bath?" Neecha said holding the cloak of her hood down to cover her eyes.
"Nothing you haven't seen before."
Neecha blushed taking her cloak off revealing that she was naked as well. Her perky brown breasts gave Atuch an erection but the round belly that was she was sporting made him happy. Atuch put the palm of his hand to her pregnant belly and felt around. "Ah....that feels good." Neecha said. "Atuch...I love you."
"And I you." Atuch leaned in and kissed her on the lips.
"How much longer until....you know."
"Skaven births are about two to four weeks from normal females."
"It's been two weeks since we...."
"Don't be nervous my mate. You will be fine."
Neecha set her forehead to Atuch's chest and he held her as close as he could. While he was enjoying the sweet embrace he felt something hoist his balls up and he looked down. "Neecha...."
"Do you think...that he could use a sibling?.....Fuck its still so embarrassing." Neecha said letting go of his nuts.
"You can always just ask and I will fulfill your every desire."
Atuch lifted her carefully and brought Neecha into the main hallway. The throbbing erection in between his legs smacking against the underside of her rear. Once they reached the stairs they started kissing one another. Licking and smacking each others lips as Atuch busted down the door to their bedroom. As soon as they were in bed Neecha started feeling over Atuch's cock. Thumbing over the head while the pre coated her fingers.
Carefully she rolled on her side holding her swollen belly and Atuch let his skaven cock sit just on the edge of her cunt. While on his knees he held Neecha's leg straight up gently gliding his penis between her vaginal folds. Neecha held her face into her arms and grunted in pleasure. With his free hand Atuch held his shaft against her fur letting the tip push against her pussy. Her body started shaking as the cock head pushed in, wrapping around his sensitive tip. With a loud moan from both of them Atuch sank his shaft deep into Neecha.
As much as she was clenching, she felt totally satisfied. The rodent's cock filled every part of her and she couldn't help but moan his name. Atuch thrusted softly into his partner, the warm walls egging him further and further. He had to be careful with his fucking and it made it all the more erotic. While grinding inside of her he pulled her arms away. " I want to look at you as I cum. This way you will know that we are together."
Between the moaning and the humping Neecha looked him in his wonderful eyes. Atuch smiled gripping her leg once again. The soft pumping of his hips became short and deliberate. Neecha was on the verge of cumming and Atuch was lining up his shot. "Atuch!" She said gripping his cock tightly around her pussy. The convulsions of the female orgasm causing him to do the same. With only two rough thrusts his cock had enough. With a loud bellow he kept his tip pushed against Neecha's uterus. His ballsack pressed tightly against her thighs released his seed. Neecha could feel his warm cock pumping its second load into her.
After the orgasm died down Atuch rubbed over Neecha's belly one more time. The exhausted skaven fell over cuddling Neecha from behind. "You will be a fantastic mother...." Neecha smiled holding his arm around her. "Sleep now....I will see you tomorrow. "
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Author: That wraps it up for this part. Hope you all liked this skaven series. Might do some spinoff stuff after this I don't know. Do tell me your thoughts in the comments :)
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