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_PREVIOUSLY ON STELLA'S SAGA

Stella is on a journey to deliver a magical flower to an academy in a city called Renoylph. She discovered the plant with her satyr friend and it transformed both of them into demons for a few hours. The authorities had to know of such a dangerous plant!

Her journey had already been hectic with her being scared by a monster the night she left her home town of Drecker. Yesterday afternoon, she was enchanted with a stranger named Erdrick and her mind was regressed for a brief while. To why she went into a state of stupidity, nobody ever found out, but through the incident she met a nice young man who she wanted to spend the night with..._

It happened again.

What was sure to be a fantastic night with a new lover ended up being a session of mediocrity. Stella, once again, was let down by a sexual encounter. She could have sworn that her evening with Erdrick was going to be fireworks, but it amounted to the excitement of a kettle going off.

Stella- dressed in traveling gear with a backpack strapped behind her- looked over her shoulder at the town she was leaving. Farewell Chappon, she thought. Not only was that small town the place where she had another limp night of loving with Erdrick, it was the place where she and said new friend had their minds wiped- pushing them down into a psychological darkness. After some time in the dark, they woke up naked with the consequences of 'going monkey' for an hour or so.

It was the second time in the last week that Stella had her mind compromised. And it was the second time that her going primal led to her having sex in her animalistic state. The idea gave her goosebumps but even if the memory of those experience were fuzzy, she had a strong sense that while in those states, the sex she was having was very good.

The complete opposite of whenever she slept with someone on her own volition.

She grumbled and kicked a stone down the road, "Why can't I have good sex?"

Her thoughts drifted towards Patros, her satyr friend and the one she slept with in her first mentally-compromised sexual encounter at the start of the week. Stella still wasn't over the fact that she and Patros had sex while transformed into demons. The turning into the demons thing- she could think she could make peace with that... but not the sex!

Patros was a longtime friend of Stella's but sex was rarely a topic of conversation between them. Stella never thought about Patros that way and she believed Patros returned the sentiment. However, when they were transformed and their minds were feral, the two fucked like two wolves looking for a mate in spring!

Stella's loins glowed. She gasped and reached a hand down to prod her privates through the fabric of her trousers. A couple pokes, just to feel something, then she ripped her hand back up and tried to shove the thoughts away.

"Can't believe I fucked a satyr..." said Stella.

No one was around and it was liberating to say it out loud. She knew that her demon side loved fucking Patros and that sexual satisfaction lingered inside of her, even long after the transformation had worn off. It was never going to leave her because she knew it was good.

She wondered if Patros, probably still back at Drecker, felt as ashamed as she did. She sighed. Her journey was supposed to be a distraction from her sexual worries but with what happened in Chappon, it was nothing but a reminder and she worried that wasn't the end.

Stella covered a lot of road that morning. Leaving at dawn, she traveled along the coast of the lake. The road- marked with poles with red scarves wrapped around their tops- cut through the countryside which consisted of mostly fields, some spots of trees, and the occasional house. Stella passed by a property where a myuman father and son were tending to their front yard garden. Stella and them shared a wave.

That would be the last house for awhile she'd pass as Stella traveled down the coast of the lake. The road swerved close to the edge of the lake and with the sandy beach being close to it, there was a path down from the road cutting into the outgrowth. The sun reflected off the surface of the lake like a candle in a cathedral. It was a picturesque sight and Stella couldn't help but think of a romantic morning/afternoon/evening on that beach.

Her mind went back to a novel she read as a teenager. The name escaped her but she remembered a scene where the heroine took a prince most adored by a beach and they made love. Gods, did Stella masturbate to that scene a lot. One summer day she spent hour re-reading that book and rubbing herself like her life depended on it. A teenage Stella, legs out and fapping to a romance novel while her parents were away visiting friends.

Her loins panged.

"Why am I so horny?" she asked herself.

She was alone but she quietly prayed that someone would offer an answer. An answer and a solution.

Stella always had a hyperactive libido, at least that's what it seemed like even if memory had a habit of telling an exagerrated tale. Why were her lusty moments alone so much more vibrant than the times she actually got together with a man? Why did her womanhood flare up so strongly when there was no one around to quell it?

With the larger lake to Stella's east, there was another smaller lake a few yards west into land with the road going down between them. Stella crossed a bridge overtop the river connecting the smaller one to the larger one she had been traveling down over the course of the last few days.

She could see a road on the other side of the smaller lake- it was marked with red scarves like the one she was walking. She figured that the road curved around a shore or something like that.

Her road veered away from the shore and into the trees with the smaller lake pushing into some bluffs. She looked at the top of the bluffs and saw some hawks flying around, with one perched at the edge overlooking the water. Although trees had been sparse along the road behind her, the road shot into a vast forest. With the wall of the bluffs at the road's side, Stella continued into the forest.

There was a split in the path. Instead of saying which way was the correct one, there was the a sign on the side of one of the paths with a picture of a large myumanoid creature. The pointy ears stretching out from its head and the fangs on the creature's illustrated design signaled it was a troll. There were trolls abound.

Trolls were monsters- officially. They did not have civilized intelligence even if they were smarter than most animals. Caution was always warned when dealing with them.

Stella took a glance down the path with the troll warning. She could see the detour path curving onto the main road from where she was standing. It was barely a mile, she guessed. It was likely a shorter route than following the main road and it couldn't be that dangerous!

She walked down the detour path, and instantly noticed how less maintained it was with it with its frequent clumps of grass and the bumpy ground. Fewer boots had stepped on it for sure, but there weren't any trees growing out of it.

It might have been unusual but Stella ventured the path anyway. She wasn't dumb, she would keep her eyes out for any trouble. The forest was calm and quiet though so she didn't think she would run into anything.

She thought about the piece of demon flower in her pack. She checked it earlier that morning and it looked like it was holding but she couldn't shake the worry that if she took too long to get to Renoylph, the flower would wilt or otherwise decay and it would be useless. She'd have to get another one.

But then she thought, were those plants popping up everywhere?

Stella's thoughts would have to wait because something caught her eye in the trees. Off the path, beside the cliffs, there was a large blue creature walking around. Even yards away, Stella could see that it was something alive- something big. She slowed her walk and looked around to see if there were trees she could hide behind. On the other side of the path there was a thick brush but it looked marshy. She could have hid in there if she had to. That, or she could head back and take the regular road.

She gathered a bit of courage and proceeded. The blue creature got clearer and Stella confirmed it was a troll. The ears stood out as did its impressive height, which Stella measured eight feet if not more. Trolls weren't immediately hostile but they were dangerous with their unpredictable temperament, impressive strength and ability to use tools. At least, that's what Stella had read about them.

Stella got close enough to warrant caution and stealth. She would have to wait until the troll went away to pass further down the road, and she hoped that it walked off into the valley between the cliffs- a valley that was right behind the troll. Stella hid behind a bush about forty feet away from the creature. Closer now, she could see the troll in detail, at least the troll's rear view as it was facing away.

Trolls had very myumanoid anatomy. Their structure was like a giant myuman with blue skin, although an ogre was more comparable since they were about the same size and didn't have hair like ogres. The toes on their feet were bigger than the other myumanoid species like orcs and drow but they only had two of them- long with tiny claws at the end.

Most fascinating, the troll that Stella had found had an ample rump. It was firm and stuck out from the troll's waist like a pair of mighty hills. Stella tried not to think of a monster as sexy but if that troll's rump was on a myuman, she would have trouble not fantasizing putting her hand on those cheeks.

Then the troll turned around.

The troll turned around to reveal his face of vacant expression. Trolls had big noses in which the ridge came right out of the forehead and went down just above the mouth. They had upright fangs and big horizontal ears, as Stella could see. The troll had a small bag of ponch on the front of him but as Stella dragged her eyes down the troll's form, they were struck on the troll's crotch. Hanging off him like a large cut of meat in a butcher's shop, the troll had a massive penis with two cannonballs as an undercarriage.

"Oh my gods..." said Stella, her eyes gleaming with fascination.

The troll walked around idly, letting that penis hang in the morning air like it was nobody's business. The low-intelligence creature didn't care to hide his genitals and carried around his package like there was no place to put it down. It was long and thick. Stella's mind couldn't help but have thoughts.

No, she told herself, I can't be thinking of troll cock!

But her eyes couldn't keep off of the huge monster member. If that was on a myuman guy she would be drooling with desire! She would be barking like a dog for that cock! And even if it wasn't a myuman, she was getting close to drooling!

Stella squirmed and shivered awkwardly. She whispered to herself, "Why do non-myumans have to be so hung?"

The troll stopped and hunched over. He took that big cock and held it in his hand dramatically. After a few seconds, he began beating it, tugging it back and forth and making that foreskin bunch up and stretch. His vacant expression slowly turned to relaxed contentness.

Stella, still peering from the bush, watched as the troll tugged himself and his already large cock got erect and raised to the sky. It got longer, thicker, and perpendicular. If Stella had to guess, the thing stood at 14 inches. Her eyes were hypnotized by the hardy curves of the troll's cock.

The troll walked around while slapping his meat. It was a good time, apparently. Like no one was watching and without a care in the world, the troll male tugged his junk while pacing the dirt grove by the cliff.

Stella could have watched that troll masturbate all day but he walked up to the bluffs, him leaning up against the cliff face like he was showing off his jerking speed to the rocks. It was a perfect opportunity: Stella got up and sneaked down the road, moving behind more bushes and trees, leaving the perimeter of the fapping troll.

She got to the other side of the grove that the troll wandered and kept behind foliage. The troll seemed so lost in masturbation he didn't notice her. The rest of the path was open to her. She could have stepped out and continued down to the end of the shortcut and proceeded unbothered.

But it looked like the troll was reaching something. Stepping away from the cliff, his cranking speed sped up and he got still, leaning over in preparation of a burst. Stella watched with excitement simmering in her breast and her loins. How much cum would the troll ejaculate? The thought made Stella seep some pheromones into the air.

The troll looked like he was about to squirt when another troll walked in from the valley leads into the bluffs. It was about as tall as the first one. The wider hips hinted at it but a look at the new troll's big breasts on the front its chest revealed to Stella that it was a female. Those breasts were large, firm, round and glistened in the sun. The nipples shared a similar shade of blue as the rest of the troll's skin and blended into the melony masses. Stella tried to fight the jealousy but there was no use- she wished she was as stacked as that troll!

The female walked up to the male jerking himself off and grunted at him. He grunted back, seeming annoyed, and slowed down his masturbation. The female turned to the male- away from Stella and giving the myuman girl a good look at the female's ass and monster or not, the troll female had a wide and round ass that only compounded the jealousy!

The female troll grunted again, more aggressively this time, and the male did something Stella thought sounded like the monster version of an annoyed sigh. He let go of his cock and brought himself to the center of the wide open space, got down on the ground, and then laid across the dirt.

The female troll walked around the male on the ground, putting her hands on her hips expectingly. She tapped the male with her foot and the male took his cock- it still being pretty hard and hoisting in the air- and gave it a few cranks.

That was when Stella got a good look of the female troll's vagina. Big and a lot like Stella's aside from being blue. It was surprisingly smooth! Seeing it didn't fill Stella with jealousy- in terms of appeal, she and the troll were about the same size withstanding.

The female walked to the bottom end of the male and stepped over his waist, lowering herself on his cock, the male taking his hand away. She tilted on her knees and rode him, her ass smooshing against his thighs. He placed his hands atop her legs and felt her smooth troll skin.

The male was quickly inclined to grunt and roar loudly. He would be quiet for a moment then rip out a loud howl like someone ripped something out of his ass. He hollered loudly into the sky, the echoes bouncing off cliff walls and trees.

The female's vocal gasps were more frantic. She swayed her body around and twisted her torso while making a bushel of grunts, gasps, groans and yelps. She swayed her head around like she was dancing at a folk festival, rocking her body and heaving her tits around. That dick inside her did excite.

Stella watched the two trolls going at it. She was transfixed. The two monsters were having the time of their lives, yelling and shouting with orgasmic joy! It's everything she could have ever wanted in sex and she wanted to be a troll in that moment.

A tingle flared up in her loins. The myuman girl reached down and-

"No," she said to herself. She had to fight the temptation! A whip of shame came across her. Was she actually into the two trolls fucking? The subtle dab of vaginal juice on her panties proved that she was, even if she did her best to ignore it. The smell of the moistness wafted into the air.

She took her hand away, shivering in excitement. She felt disgusted in herself but couldn't stop watching. With them distracted with fucking it was the perfect opportunity for Stella to sneak away but she had to see this through. She had to know what troll sex looked like.

The troll female's yelping and screaming quieted and it appeared she shot her load so she pulled herself off, took a few paces, took a minute to rest, and then got down on her hands and knees. She let the troll male get up behind her and stick it in. Doggystyle. A reminder that every animal, intelligent or not, loves that position.

The troll man rammed into the female, closing his eyes and drilling deep into the lady. Stella couldn't help but be glamored by rocking motions of both monsters. The troll woman's loins must have been fiery with penetration! Stella could hear the fleshy rubbing of the male's cock inside the female's sex!

Stella heaved, inhaling and exhaling like a bellow for a fireplace. Her sex was wet with desire. Sticky essence was webbing around her crotch and panties, wetting the fabric. The myuman girl couldn't restrain the animal instinct to release pheromones, and her privates secreted the microscopic seductresses- drifting out of her pants and escaping into the air.

The trolls shared a fit of barking and hollering, the male louder than the female as the rub of his shaft got too pleasurable and his gate broke open, spilling spurts of jism into the female. Splats of white spunk leaked out behind the cerulean lovers.

The trolls switched positions. The male let the female up and the female laid down on her back and bunched up her knees to her head, ruffing at the male to get on her again. He climbed on top of her and jammed his cock into her hole. They might have been dimwitted monsters but the utilization of multiple sexual positions was not lost on the creatures.

The male pushed down into the female's table of thigh and the two moaned loudly and longly. Stella could hear the male's sac smacking on the peaks of the female's ass. Se could hear the female's back dig into the dirt below her. The sounds of good sex.

Then the female smelled something. It was the pheromones of a myuman. She tapped the male's shoulder to get him to stop, and the male quit his gasps and leaned up. Another tap from the female and he pulled out, cock sliding out like sausage out of the casing. It hung in front of him and dripped to the ground below.

Stella squeaked and knew that the trolls sensed her. She looked around for a larger bush to hide into but the one in front of her was the biggest around and the female had her eyes towards that direction. Stella panicked and got up to run down the path to the main highway. Immediately there was a loud roar, likely from the troll female.

Stella looked back and whimpered. The trolls were chasing her, with the female in the lead and closing distance quick! Stella pumped her arms and legs as fast as she could, breathing like a river. She was so lost in fear she forgot she could ditch her pack to lose some weight!

Please no, please no, please no, Stella thought.

She could hear the female's steps getting close. She didn't know what to do so she turned off the path and into the brush. There were some rocks that Stella skirted around hoping that the trolls would trip on them but as she turned around the mounds, all she could hear was the troll's breath getting close. They weren't tripping! They weren't slowing down!

She took a corner around a bush and was greeted by a big hole in the ground, too quick to readjust her stepping and falling into it at top speed. The sandy ground broke her fall but she smacked her body against the edge and was stunned for a split second. And that's all it took.

Stella flipped on her back to look up at the sky. There were some trees towering above her and then there was a troll female taking her giant head into Stella's view, with angry bright pale eyes glaring at her.

The troll female roared so violently spit flew out of her mouth and doused Stella. Stella froze up for a moment began yelping than fell into a fit of bawling, covering up her head and cowering into the fetal position while wetness spread down her pants. The backside of her trousers was like she sat down in a pool before long. The troll female roared again and Stella turned her head into the dirt, rubbing her wet cheeks into the sand.

Stella dreaded what the troll was going to do to her. For what felt like a minute, there was silence. Unsure what was going on, Stella slowly turned her head around to look at the troll. The troll female looked back at her, peeked at the myuman girl's wet trousers, and let out a dismissive chortle. She stared at Stella for a few moments more than turned around to walk off. She motioned her male to follow before he tagged behind his female, giving Stella a sympathetic look before walking off.

Stella took a moment to unfurl her arms from her body, then frantically climbed out of the hole she had fallen into. While whimpering erratically, she crawled on the ground for a few paces before getting up on her feet and running down the path to the highway at the end. Dreading more trolls appearing from the trees, she shot her eyes around like a rubber ball in a box, keeping her eyes on anything blue.

She got to the end of the road and found a tree to collapse by, sobbing loudly. She rubbed her hand down the bark, feeling like she was going to keel over at any moment. She looked down at her pants. Once again, the grown adult myuman woman had urinated all over herself in fear. The third time this week.

Did the world become a dangerous place while she lived in her backwater town of Drecker? She never faced so much danger before. From the moment Patros turned into a demon, she had been through several close calls. Just the thought of it made her dizzy.

She sat on the ground for a minute to get her nerves and then got to business. Setting aside her pack, she looked down each prong of the road and into the lake to see if anyone was on a boat. No one was around. She found a dry spot inside the trees and undressed herself. She put her boots aside and removed her pants and underwear. They would have dried but she dreaded the thought of wearing them again. She looked at the panties. Wet with urine but she could see stickiness inside too. Her arousal had gotten her in serious trouble this time. She tossed the panties to the ground.

She used a dry part of the pant leg to wiped the wetness off her skin then tossed the soiled pants on the ground with the panties and covered them with some dirt and leaves. No one could ever know the evidence.

She took out a new pair of pants and underwear and slid them on. With her boots back on her feet, she was good as new. At least, physically. The humiliation was going to ride her like a jockey. She shivered and stepped out of the woods. She gazed down the path to where the trolls were. They were unseen now.

Putting her pack back on, she sighed and carried on down the road, following the red scarves to the next part of her journey. What could she do but move on? She thought for a moment though, she would have to figure out how to manage her libido.