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Nothing.

That's all Chakax had been doing for the last several decades.

The Saurus stood at the top of the ornamental set of stairs. Thick fog rolled out from behind him, cascading over the surrounding jungles of Lustria that laid beneath him. The mightiest of Slann sought out solitude here to seek guidance, and they solely trusted Chakax to guard them.

He had never failed them.

It was his duty, and only his, to stand guard in front of the Eternity Chamber of Xlanhuapec, his home city. It was the most sacred and orderly temple of the Old Ones. Unlike other temples, it was separated from the city of Xlanhuapec to avoid any potential distractions, and the thick mists around it transformed into elementals to fight off the Lizardmen's foes. And even if an enemy managed to step through it, they would come face to face with the Eternity Warden himself.

But the Slann did not require such intense concentration often. Most of the time, Chakax never even saw them, or any other of his kin for that matter, for years on end. So when he wasn't guarding a Slann, he stood there.

Waiting.

Listening.

Watching.

For any sign of Skaven, or Beastmen, or any cretin strong enough to make it through the mist and stupid enough to dare to defile the chamber of the sacred Gods.

That was his job. And he was the only one worthy enough to do it.

That was his role in the Great Plan.

But everything changed a few months ago.

Chakax felt it inside of him: a gnawing dread sinking into his stomach. Something felt off. His suspicions were answered as the sun set. The moon rose, and with it, the Chaos Moon. It wasn't supposed to rise at this time of year, and the longer it stayed, the more worried Chakax became. It meant that the world was now imbalanced, the tides of Chaos rising higher as they consumed more, magnetizing the moon to hover over this part of the world.

Something must have happened; the Slann would have never allowed this. Perhaps the Beastmen captured one of the great cities, or they managed to summon a greater demon. Chakax wouldn't know being so isolated like this. Maybe he could've done something to stop it. Maybe he could still do something now.

The Saurus grimaced at his thoughts.

Whatever it was, he was to stand here and guard the Eternity Chamber. That was his role in the Great Plan.

A sense of calmness washed his anxieties away. All will be well in the end if he just played his part.

Over the next few weeks, the Beastmen came in hordes. Initially a surprise to Chakax, as normally he'd only get a visitor once every few months if he was lucky. But with the rise of the Chaos Moon, they must be getting stronger and bolder, enough to pierce through the fog.

They swarmed the temple from all angles. Though, while some brandished their weapons, others came with… nothing. Instead, Chakax saw them stroking their grotesque cocks, a lustful daze coming over them as they barreled toward him crudely. It was nothing challenging for the Eternity Warden, though. Predictable charging opponents, especially ones distracted by their lust, were easy to take out with a single swing of his studded mace.

Thanks to the Eternity Key strapped around the Saurus' neck, he could always be one step ahead of his opponents, just slightly farther than where he would've moved without it. Time seemed to slow down as Chakax elegantly stepped to the side, crunching his mace down against the Gor's back. The Prime Guardian's skull Chakax wore warned him of an opponent behind him. The Saurus swiftly ducked his head and stepped to the side before launching a lethal counterattack. His movement was a blur, a dance along the battlefield as he seemed to elegantly glide from one opponent to another.

Just as quickly as the beasts came, Chakax had defeated them all.

The Saurus stood still, breathing heavily. His cold eyes gazed upon the bloodied bodies scattered around him. Chakax approached one of the nude ones. He kicked it with his toe, letting out a disgusted grunt. In all his centuries of fighting, never before had he seen Beastmen simply run into battle nude. He knew of their obsession with matin, and what mindless Chaos spawn they could be, but he never would have guessed they would be so garish to simply run into battle, expecting him to fall to his knees and begin suckling. The Chaos Moon must have brought out their most primitive urges.

Chakax spat at the body in front of him before he returned to his post at the top of the Eternity Chamber.

Again, he waited and watched.

The Beastmen came often, some simply attacking him recklessly while others were guided by the command of a Bray-Shaman. But to Chakax's horror, their strategies became more and more obscene like the few he faced before. The beasts barrelled in nude, trying to grapple the Saurus and shove those disgusting breeding rods into him. With the Eternity Key around his neck and his opponents' lack of armor, however, Chakax made quick work of them each and every time.

Was that really their strategy now? To rape and defile him?

Perhaps the Beastmen really were stupid then. Chakax knew that no lizardman would ever succumb to such urges. They were sexless, after all. They couldn't even comprehend such desires. The most the Beastmen achieved in the end was lessening their numbers as Chakax singlehandedly crushed each and every army that came his way.

At the dawn of the next morning, Chakax's focus was brought back to attention. Something shifted in the fog. The other armies that came before moved quickly through the fog, creating massive ripples as they stampeded. But this thing was large. He would've thought it was a Slann, but its movement seemed to stop and start randomly.

Chaotically.

It had to be a beast. Yet, its slow lumbering was a big departure from the beasts' normal method of rushing into battle.

They must have learned from their failures, Chakax thought. He grasped his star-stoned mace, widening his stance. Finally, a worthy opponent.

But to his surprise, what emerged from the mist was not a Beastman, but a Lizardman. One he knew, for all Lizardmen knew the image of the Great White Lizard.

Chakax narrowed his eyes as Gor-Rok stepped toward the base of the stairs. Something felt off. Lizardmen would never simply come alone, unless it was a dire emergency. Perhaps it was, with the rise of the false moon and the swarms of Beastmen.

The white lizard stood guard, putting his mace to his chest in salute. Then, Chakax watched in reverence as Lord Mazdamundi floated from the fog on his palanquin. The Slann stopped at the base of the stairs eyeing his surroundings cautiously. He raised his hand up, and Chakax immediately kneeled.

“Lord Mazdamundi. This is not typical of you to arrive in such a manner," Chakax called out as he stared at the ground. Normally, the Slann were escorted by groups of Skinks, or even not needing escorts at all. They never brought warriors like Gor-Rok with them. And the movement he saw in the fog was unprecedented behavior. “What is it that you arrive for?"

The Slann hesitated for a moment before responding. “Something… terrible has fallen," Mazdamundi stammered as if he was disgusted by what had transpired.

“I have noticed. The rise of the Chaos Moon."

“Yes. One of our Skinks became corrupted and grew a cock. He then sought out to spread his corruption to the rest of his kind. We had to flee Itza."

Chakax's eyes widened. That shouldn't be possible. The Lizardmen were supposed to be immune. They shouldn't be able to be tempted by the Chaos Gods for they had no urges to be tempted with.

But, perhaps if a Lizardman grew one of those grotesque genitalia, then they would have a way to be tempted.

The Saurus grimaced. Never in his lifetime did he think something like this would happen, and the thought of it disgusted him. Even death would be preferable to siding with the Chaos Gods.

“I am here to seek out the silence of the Eternity Chamber," the Slann continued. “Do not fret. I will consult the Great Plan. This is simply a debacle that will pass."

The Saurus stood up, putting his mace to his chest. “Of course, Lord Mazdamundi. No harm will come your way under my watch."

The Slann slowly levitated to the base of the steps. “I thank you graciously, Chakax. Gor-Rok will stand by with you while I meditate—he has shown great strength in escorting me here and protecting me from those… savage beasts. He will escort me out when my session concludes."

That gave Chakax some pause, but he could not deny the wishes of a Slann. “Of course, Lord Mazdamundi."

The Great White Lizard ran up the stairs ahead of the Slann. Chakax grumbled. He would never question the request of a Slann out loud, but why would he need Gor-Rok to help keep watch? Did Mazdamundi not trust him enough on his own? He had been the Eternity Warden his whole life, and he had never failed to protect a Slann. It felt disrespectful to even think that Chakax of all people needed help protecting the Eternity Chamber.

The Saurus stepped to the side to make room for the white lizard at the center of the entrance. Once Gor-Rok assumed a salute, the Slann's palanquin slowly floated up the stairs.

Chakax glanced at the white lizard. Gor-Rok held a neutral expression, as he always did. A hint of a smirk pulled at Chakax's mouth.

“You should consider yourself lucky," Chakax whispered smugly. “It's not every day a lizard gets the honor of guarding the Eternity Chamber. Except me, of course."

Gor-rok didn't move, but Chakax heard the Saurus let out a low grumble.

“Don't worry, I'll show you the proper way to stand guard so you don't do it wrong. No lizard knows Xlanhuapec's chamber better than me, after all. Just make sure you don't-"

“Shut up, Chakax."

The Eternity Warden nearly choked on his words. In all the times they had fought together, Gor-Rok had never talked back at him before; he knew better than doing that to the Eternity Warden of all people.

Chakax cleared his mind as Mazdamundi finally made it to the entrance to the chamber. The Slann waited for a moment, rapping his fingers impatiently on the armrest of his chair. It was another odd bit of behavior for a Slann, but with the rise of the Chaos moon and corruption of the uncorruptable, Chakax could only imagine the amount of stress Mazdamundi was under.

The Eternity Warden stepped to the grand doors of the Eternity Chamber. Delicately, he unwrapped the Eternity Key from around his neck and inserted it into the lock. With a deafening click, the doors opened. Chakax carefully pulled open the ornate door. Gor-Rok gripped the other panel, pulling it aside to allow Lord Mazdamundi through.

Chakax's nose wrinkled as the Slann passed both of them slowly. It was something rotten, pungent. Something he had only smelled on the Beastmen before.

The stench of Chaos.

“Lord Mazdamundi, if I may ask-"

A clang suddenly rang as an arrow sank into the held open doors. Chakax brandished his mace, pivoting around to see a herd of Beastmen bursting through the mist. It was an ambush, right before the Lizardmen were about to get the upperhand. The Eternity Warden leapt down to the forest floor right as the Beastmen came out of the jungle. He spread his legs apart, letting out a deep battle cry that shook the trees.

Chakax stepped forward, and immediately he felt the sluggishness of the movements. Without the Eternity Key his movements were much slower. But that didn't worry him. He had slain hundreds of warlords and their countless armies. He didn't need the Eternity Key to succeed.

Two of the goatmen rushed towards him with their spears. Right as the Saurus was about to charge, he felt himself go limp. He gasped in agony, as suddenly his strength seemed to be sapped from him. Chakax fell to the floor. The Gors were suddenly right on top of him, poising their spears over his neck.

It all happened so fast.

For the first time in his life, Chakax had failed.

The Eternity Warden used the last bit of his strength to look behind him at who had struck him. And to his horror, the sickly green magic came from none other than Mazdamundi himself, with Gor-Rok walking beside him, no less.

“L-Lord Mazdamundi?" Chakax stammered. For once, the Eternity Warden felt genuine fear, as the Beastmen surrounded him and the Slann approached him.

Lord Mazdamundi chuckled, a bellowing, thunderous sound, one that the Saurus had never heard a Slann make before. They were supposed to be emotionless and unfeeling, the paragon of purity of the Lizardmen. Slowly, the Slann dropped the clothes draping around his waist. Underneath it was a fleshy pink member, hard and throbbing. Gor-Rok untied his loincloth too, revealing a fleshy slit with not one, but two disgusting cocks poking out of his body. Chakax's eyes widened. He had been tricked. Not only that, but Mazdamundi, one of the most powerful Slann, has been corrupted. The situation was much worse than he could even imagine.

Chakax tried to move as they both approached him slowly, but even while corrupted, he was no match for the strength of the Slann's magic.

“Tie him down. We will take him back to the camp," the Slann commanded. Suddenly, the Great White Lizard was at Chakax's side. He tied together Chakax's limbs with a bundle of rope.

“Gor-Rok, you need to fight it," Chakax grunted. “The Chaos is just misguiding y-" Gor-Rok stepped on the Saurus' snout, snarling at him.

“You won't be so sure about that until you see how it feels." The lizard wrapped Chakax's snout tightly. The white lizard kicked the rim of Chakax's helm. As it left his head, the Saurus' senses dimmed without the power of the Prime Guardian over him. Suddenly, it was like he couldn't see. His attention focused on Gor-Rok standing over him as he stared down at him with a look of anger and perhaps even jealousy.

Without his helm, his mace, and the Eternity Key, Chakax had nothing, nothing except the clothes around his waist. All of the special wargear he had earned over centuries had been stripped from him. He was no better than a typical Saurus now.

No…

That wasn't true. The gear he had didn't make him the Eternity Warden, his expertise and vigor did. As long as his heart was still beating, he would serve and protect the Great Plan. No matter what the Chaos Gods did to him, they couldn't strip that away.

The rest of the Beastmen suddenly lifted the bound Saurus onto their shoulders, carrying him to their mounts.

“The Beastmen-" Gor-Rok said, walking by his side. “They gifted me with these wonderful tools. And I needed to show everyone how good it felt to have them." Chakax flexed his limbs, feebly trying to break free of the restraints. He bobbed his head back and forth trying to find slack in the rope binding him.

“Don't worry…" Gor-Rok stepped in front of him. He caressed the star-stoned mace in his hands, the weapon that belonged to Chakax. The white lizard lifted the weapon over his head.

“You will love your new purpose in the Great Lustful Plan…"

Everything went dark.

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Chakax drifted in and out of consciousness on the road. The Beastmen kept him tied up under the command of Lord Mazdamundi, not wanting to give him any opportunity to escape. The Saurus slept terribly, if at all. All he could hear around him were the sounds of mating and laughter. He didn't know what would happen to him. But he trusted in the Great Plan. Even though the world seemed to be at its end, he still had hope. As long as they kept him alive, he would fight back.

After several days of travel, the Beastmen finally brought the former Eternity Warden back to their camp. A loud bugle horn bellowed through the air as they arrived, calling the other Gors and Brays to their arrival.

The cheers and jeers of excitement slowly brought the bound Saurus back to consciousness. His eyes flickered open. He was surrounded by Beastmen, all of them nude, and some of them even mating in the crowd. And it dawned on him that some of them were going to try to mate with him.

Chakax growled as the Beastmen hoisted him from the carriage onto their shoulders. They marked him towards the center of the camp, where there was a wooden bench hammered into the ground. It had been haphazardly put together, like all things the Beastmen made, not having the patience or the care for any sort of detail besides what was necessary.

The Gors carrying Chakax threw him onto the bench. He let out a grunt as his back hit the hardwood. His tail hit the bench first, offsetting his balance and making him fall to the ground.

“You idiot!" the Beastman yelled. “We're not trying to kill him!"

“It's not my fault that the dumb bulls didn't make a tail hole," the other one responded, a snarl in his voice.

“You were the one who threw him!"

“No I didn't!"

“Yes you did!!"

One thing led to another, and suddenly the two Gors were locking heads, pushing each other toward the ground. Chakax rolled his eyes. He looked up at the wooden bench and began to inch toward it. If he could use the bark on the wood to wear down his ropes then he could-

A loud smash stopped the fighting behind him. Gor-Rok had stabbed a hole in the bench. Despite being corrupted, he seemed to only care for the Beastman's cocks. All their other antics were more of an annoyance to him.

The white lizard grumbled and dropped Chakax onto the wooden bench, his tail easily slotting into the makeshift hole the Saurus made. Gor-Rok tied Chakax's limbs down to the wooden legs, ensuring he wouldn't be able to escape.

“Stupid Beastmen, was that really that hard?" Gor-Rok muttered with annoyance. A lustful grin crawled onto his face. He gestured to them to come towards him. “Perhaps there's a way for you two to make up for your insolence."

Chakax looked away as the Gors ran up to Gor-Rok. Soon, he heard the Saurus moaning, joining the sexual cacophony with the other beasts.

How could a lizardman even engage in such a crude act? With Beastmen, no less. He wouldn't end up like that, though. He was sure of it. He was the Eternity Warden, after all. His strength and patience would help him survive.

A loud gong rang in the air. The moans and squeals of the Beastmen quieted down. Chakax opened his eyes and tilted his head up as the crowd parted in front of him. A dark figure approached slowly. As he came into vision, Chakax realized that it was a Bray-Shaman. Cloaked in dark rags, the Beastman had a goat skull for a head, with dim glowing eyes. Despite being hunched over, his body was lanky and lined with lean muscle.

“Chakax…" the Bray-Shaman muttered, his voice cracking like splintering wood. “The Eternity Warden. Guardian of the Eternity Chamber. For thousands of years you have single handedly thwarted our armies, cutting down our Gors and Minotaurs all to protect an empty room." The goatman stopped in front of him, leaning over Chakax's head. “Now that you're out of the way, we can finally put it to proper use. The sanctums will be full of our raunchiest orgies, cum dripping down each step of the entrance."

The shaman delicately slid the rope off of Chakax's muzzle. “What do you think?"

Chakax coughed, taking a deep breath for the first time in days. “Your kneecaps will be a fine addition to my pauldrons."

The shaman grinned, his broken bony teeth barely fitting together into a smile, and then he laughed wickedly. Some of the Gors joined him, and soon the entire crowd of Beastmen were jeering.

“You will be so fun to break. Find a better use for that smart-ass mouth of yours."

Before the Saurus could respond, he heard loud, booming steps coming from behind the shaman.

“Oh good, looks like Taurox decided to wake up today."

Taurox?

The Brass Bull stomped through the ground like they were weeds. He was a massive statue of muscle, blazened with his signature brass helm. Chakax had heard stories of whole Lizardmen armies sneaking up to him, only for them to go down in one fell swoop when the doombull raised his arms in a yawn. The Brass Bull raped and ravaged as he saw fit, often leaving nothing behind wherever he trekked. He was one of the most formidable of the Beastmen.

“You should be honored, Eternity Warden," the shaman announced. Taurox stepped in front of the bound Saurus. He grinned eagerly at the vulnerable Lizardman wrapped like a present and laid before him. “Taurox is the pinnacle of masculinity and Chaos. Every Beastman and Lizardman could only wish to carry his foals."

Chakax felt his heart jump into his chest. He strained against the ropes, but it was no use. He just needed to have faith in the Great Plan. Maybe he wouldn't even be corrupted, but not even Gor-Rok and Mazdamundi were able to resist the taint of Chaos. How could he?

He just needed to be stronger than them. He was the Eternity Warden, after all.

“But." The shaman raised a skeletal finger. “As punishment for your crimes against the Beastmen, you will bear a curse." The goat raised his hands. A deathly glow surrounded them as he weaved them through the air. “For your crimes and injustices against the Beastmen… for millions of our kin you that have fallen to your hands… you will be forced to conceive!"

The magic between the goat's hands began to solidify, manifesting into a bright pink string. He sprayed his hands at the Saurus' groin. Chakax grunted, his voice weening into a snarl. It felt like hot iron chains were being wrapped around his body, pulling tighter and tighter until he was about to burst.

“No longer will you be able to engage in phallic pleasures, not until you have paid your dues in full. Until every Beastman you have slain has been reborn through your loins!"

The pain grew hotter and hotter, and Chakax couldn't hold back from letting out a blood curdling scream.

There was a bright flash of light.

As Chakax slowly opened his eyes, he gazed upon his once featureless groin, nervous as to what the shaman had done.

The only thing he saw was a heart-shaped symbol with tendrils weaving from its center, extending outwards to the sides. It glowed a faint pink, contrasting against the lizardman's bright blue scales.

But other than that, he felt fine.

The Brass Bull snorted. “Nothing happened."

“Because he has no cock to take away. But once you give him one…" The shaman's words sounded like venom to Chakax. Taurox nodded and stepped forward, ripping off his loin cloth to reveal his massive shaft. It was stiff, and already dripping at the prospect of corrupting another Lizardman.

Chakax braced himself. He was about to be defiled and raped like some animal. But it would be over soon, and he would be able to escape. Collect the Eternity Key and the Prime Guardian Skull and seek aid from the remaining Lizardman cities. All he had to do was to survive this test. That's all this was, a test of his devotion to the Great Plan.

The bull's shaft pressed against his tight pucker. The Saurus resisted, clenching as tightly as he could. Taurox battered against the hole brutishly again and again. After a couple of seconds, the Doombull grew impatient, and grabbed Chakax's muscular ass, forcefully spreading the Lizardman open and spearing himself deep inside.

Chakax opened his mouth in pain, but no sound came out of his muzzle. It felt like he was being split in two, with how deep the beast's grotesque cock reached into him. The hulking bull above him snorted sinisterly. He pulled back and began to smash his cock into the Saurus over and over. Chakax could only cough and gag at the pain and brutality of it. His insides stretched wider and wider as his body tried to accommodate the Beastman's shaft.

But little by little, the Saurus felt a warmth begin to spread inside of him. He didn't want to admit it, but it began to feel good. Like the Beastman's cock had found a hidden organ inside of his body, which sent waves of pleasure throughout his body as his cock rammed it again and again. With each thrust, Chakax felt that part inside of him grow larger and more defined, making the feeling more intense.

Soon, he started to moan. He didn't want to, but each pump of the bull's cock sparked more and more pleasure. It felt so good that he didn't even know how to describe it, never having felt anything like this before.

But he needed to resist.

This is how it got the others, but it wouldn't get him. Don't think about the pleasurable feelings from the thick breeding rod spearing inside him. Don't think about the muscular brass bull in front of him. He's slaughtered thousands of Lizardmen, and has raped and corrupted even more.

Yet, the thought of that suddenly seemed arousing to the former Eternity Warden. The feelings of abhorrence of the Brass Bull were still there, but the fact that he felt disgusted at all struck something within him. His heart started to beat faster as he felt heat spread all throughout his body. He began to pant, feeling hot and uncomfortable, but all those feelings pooled mostly in his groin.

Chakax gasped as the pressure suddenly released. A wetness had burst from his groin, like a fruit being squeezed right over his nether regions. The Saurus looked down as the scales below the curse began to part. Out protruded a thick cock, red and leaking. Taurox continued to slam his cock inside him, and his own shaft grew larger and larger with each thrust. Chakax didn't know what to think of it. Despite his efforts to resist, he had ended up just like his other corrupted kin. And to his horror, it felt amazing.

The pleasure inside of him was growing more intense. Taurox was thrusting so hard that the flimsy wooden bench shook with each movement. Chakax's own cock throbbed for the first time as it reached its full length. The Saurus gasped at how good it felt, the tingles of pleasure that sparked through it as it bounced along his scales, flagrantly on display for the other Beastmen to see. Warm, translucent liquid gushed out of his member every time Taurox pressed against that spot inside of him. It spilled over his torso, spreading tantalizing warmth across his scales.

A pressure began to build inside the lizard. It felt so uncomfortable, yet somehow it felt good as it grew more and more. Like something was about to explode inside him. Taurox furiously thrusting only made that feeling worse. The Saurus' head was drunk with pleasure, his newly formed cock standing erect. Despite all the Chaos-tainted precum gushing inside of him, the Eternity Warden still held the small desire to escape. But that feeling inside of him was so distracting that he couldn't focus. Chakax just needed to wait until it was relieved, and then he could focus on how to escape again.

The Brass Bull hilted and groaned, and his tainted load flooded the Saurus. Heat bloomed inside Chakax, and the sudden influx of Chaos into his once pure body pushed him over the edge. He cried out in pleasure as his changed body spasmed in a way he never felt before. His internal testicles pumped his own tainted sperm through his twitching cock as it shot its first load of seed over his body. His asshole clenched rapidly, becoming tight and puffy and dutifully milking the breeding rod that had just infected it.

The former Eternity Warden's first orgasm subsided, but before he could even begin to comprehend what had just happened, a chord snapped inside him. The brand above his newfound cock began to glow brightly, and Chakax felt that wonderful pressure quickly rising in him again, and then he was cumming for a second time in such a short period. Chakax shouted expletives, unable to even understand what was happening with all the feel-good chemicals the Chaos was forcing him to produce. His cock spasmed against his body, spurting semen into the air and slathered the Saurus' body in warm, tainted fluid. His testes were being squeezed of all their newly-produced contents until they suddenly felt empty.

Even for a Beastman the experience would've been intense, but for a newly corrupted Lizardman, the intensity left Chakax in a foggy daze of pleasure, not knowing who or where he was. He didn't notice his newly-formed cock slowly beginning to shrink back into his body until it solidified into a small bead of flesh between his legs. His slit widened and moved downward, softening as it became puffy and wet with new arousal fluids. The Saurus moaned as the empty space in his lower half grew larger and larger to make space for all the Chaos spawn he was about to foster. The brand on his belly grew brighter, its symbol contorting and extending to the sides of his body as the curse began to fully take hold.

Suddenly, Chakax felt empty. He needed something inside him, now, right now the dark voice in his mind shouted at him. The Saurus opened his legs, spreading his newly formed pussy.

Taurox, realizing the Saurus's half-female form, slid his dick deep inside the hole. Chakax's new, sensitive body rewarded him with overwhelming tingles of pleasure. The Brass Bull thrusted hard and deep, eager to have something else to inseminate. His heavy balls slapped against the Saurus's cum filled ass.

Chakas couldn't help but moan. After all, why shouldn't he? Every thrust, every movement of that wonderful breeding rod against the ridged walls of his hole sparked indescribable feelings. He didn't know what to think of it. Part of him still wanted to hold out, but why should he stop himself from feeling something this good?

The bull's cock pressed tightly his walls as the flat head hammered against a wall deep inside of him. His cervix, though Chakax didn't know the word for it yet. All he knew was that he needed Taurox to cum inside of his new opening. Every time the bull pulled out, his medial ring would brush against Chakax's new clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through his body and forcing him to squeeze against the hard rod inside of him. As if his new body was coaxing, wanting the Beastman to taint him with more Chaos.

The Brass Bull pounded harder and pressed himself right against Chakax's cervix. His balls throbbed, and the Saurus swore he felt the cum surge up through the Beastman's cock. The first rope of Beastmen cum, potent with Taurox's dark gift, splashed at the womb's entrance, and he was wailing. His body was forced into orgasm, constricting and milking the beastman's cock. Cum flooded into his virgin womb. Although he didn't know it, Chakax knew instinctually that the Beastman's sperm would be filling him deeply, inseminating the defenseless eggs his body would be forced to produce.

And with that, the last vestige of resistance from him was broken as waves of pure orgasmic pleasure took hold of him.

He was left moaning and speechless as Taurox pulled out. The bull walked away, not even bothering to look the former Eternity Warden in the eye, off to breed the next lucky concubine.

And as the Brass Bull left, Chakax stayed bound to the wooden bench, tainted cum dripping out of his twitching pussy, without any ounce of resistance left in him.

And that's when all chaos broke loose.

All the beasts wanted a chance to breed the newly corrupted Lizardman. Unlike the others, Chakax's curse made him into the perfect slut. He had no cock—all he could do was be taken. And the undulating tightness of his pussy when he orgasmed quickly brought the cock inside of him to orgasm as well. Beastman after Beastman rutted into him, eager to add their own tainted sperm to the genetic cesspool already inside the Saurus. Each shot of sperm inside him further fueled the chaotic lust boiling inside the former Eternity Warden, making him want more cocks, more mating. Chakax didn't even realize it, but at some point he was freed from his restraints and was willingly sucking on Beastmen's cocks as they pumped him from both ends.

But when all the beasts had a turn with him, they turned to each other. Chaos was ever changing, and when the new became old, the Beastmen searched for new creatures to mate with. A wild orgy ensued, as Lizardmen and Beastmen alike mated and bred. And Chakax was left in the center of it, his belly bloated with Beastmen cum with more dribbling down the sides of his legs. He felt a shift inside of him. His body began to release eggs, several of them, into the virile load of Beastmen cum, where they would be fertilized almost instantly.

Chakax smiled, though he didn't know why. For some reason, there was this faint feeling inside of him, telling him he shouldn't be wanting this, that he couldn't let himself become like the Beastmen. But it felt so good. All these new thoughts and feelings confused him. He didn't know what to do. All he could do was listen to his new sexual instincts: to mate with any male that comes along his path.

Someone approached. It was the shaman. His long, thin cock curved down, dripping clear fluid.

“What do we have here?" the goatman jested.

The Saurus looked up at the Beastman. Guided by nothing but his instincts, he opened his legs again.

“Another lizard slut. Just like the rest of your kind." The shaman got down on his knees and lifted Chakax onto his lap. The tip of his flat-headed cock slid slowly into Chakax's well-used hole. Warm seed from his other mates gushed out. The Saurus moaned, only being able to comprehend the feeling of his hole being filled once again. The Bray-Shaman thrusted, holding Chakax's cum filled belly as it bounced back and forth from the movement.

The Saurus' eyes were covered in a fog of lust, not knowing who or where he was. He stared into his mate's eyes. The shaman's piercing yellow pupils gazed back at him.

“Repeat after me," the Bray-Shaman commanded. The Beastman seemed so sure of himself, and Chakax was so unsure that his only choice seemed to be to listen to his maker.

“Your name is Chakax," the Bray-Shaman stated. His urethra slid against the bead of flesh at the top of the lizard's hole with each quick thrust.

“Mm-my name is Chakax…" the Saurus repeated with a lustful drawl.

“You are being punished for your crimes against the Beastmen."

“I-I am being punished…"

“Your life goal is to birth Beastmen."

“Birth… Beastmen…" The words spilled out of Chakax's mouth. Yes, that sounded right. That was his purpose. To birth Beastmen. It was only fair for how many of their wonderful kind he had slain. His body seemed to agree as his cunt twitched around the Bray-Shaman's cock.

“From now on, you will be known as the Eternity Whore." The Beastman's thrusts began to become more frantic. He held on tightly to Chakax's chest as his balls drew him to his body. “Now be a good whore and get pregnant with my kids."

“I… I am the Eternity Whore… nnngh!"

The Bray-Shaman grunted, and Chakax felt more spurts of seed flood his abused womb. The Saurus moaned, his loose cunt squeezing and trying to milk more sperm out. He wanted more, he needed it. To be filled with Chaos-tainted sperm, knowing that he'll get pregnant from each and every load he takes. If this is how it felt to be impregnated, he could only imagine how it would feel to birth all the eggs he's accumulated just from today. If Chaos had the power to provide this, why hadn't the Old Ones let him experience it?

The Bray-Shaman, satisfied with his work at breaking the stubborn Saurus, left Chakax on the ground. He laid there, seed leaking out of his well-used hole. And with his new purpose in mind, he drifted off to sleep, dreaming chaotic dreams about being filled and used.

Chakax traveled around for the next few weeks. Being such a good slut, the Beastmen fought between each other to take him along on their pillages. Unlike his fellow corrupted Lizardmen, Chakax had no cock to satisfy, he was satisfied just being fucked and seeded. The Beastmen used him as the breeding whore he was, at least before they went off to corrupt the remaining Lizardmen cities.

Chakax's belly had shrunk after the first orgy—most of the cum dumped into him had dried up. But as days passed, his abdomen grew larger and larger. It meant that he couldn't move as much, but that was fine for the Beastmen who carried him around with them anyway. Every time they thrust into him, the Saurus could feel the hard, calcified shells shift around inside of him, and knowing that he was fulfilling his life's new purpose gave him a feeling of serenity.

Eventually, during the early hours of the morning, Chakax moaned in pain for the first time in ages. His hole was starting to contract involuntarily, and he knew that it was time. His grunts of pain awoke some of the Beastmen and the Lizardmen sluts that had followed them.

Gor-Rok was immediately by the Saurus' side. Gor-Rok had been broken by Chaos, but with that, a new resolve had formed, one to spread his corruption as far as possible. And that meant helping Chakax give birth to more Chaos spawn.

The Great White Lizard hoisted the Eternity Whore on a small wagon and wheeled him to the nearest spawning pool. Chakax would be able to give birth anywhere, but after watching several hatchings, the eggs grew best in the warm, nutrient-rich waters of corrupted spawning pools.

They quickly arrived at the nearest fallen city. Chakax looked around and recognized it as the city of Xlanhuapec, his own temple city. The Saurus looked around at the pyramids that made up his home. Once fresh and pristine, now Lizardmen of all kinds mated on top of them. The sounds of construction and training were replaced with lustful moans as Lizardmen fucked one another in the streets, puddles of cum drenching the roads. It was beautiful seeing everyone be able to rut and be rutted.

Gor-Rok gently helped Chakax into the warm, tainted waters of the spawning pool. It felt odd to the Eternity Whore, knowing that he was about to give birth in these sacred waters, the ones he was born from. But they were likely already defiled, filled with cum and other sexual fluids. Now they had a new purpose, just like he did.

“Squat down, hands on your knees." Gor-Rok squatted in the waters, showing the position Chakax should take. He mimicked the white lizard's movements and groaned as he felt another contraction inside of him. Then, something entered his hole from the other end. Chakax grit his teeth as he pushed vehemently, each contraction pushing the egg along. Soon, the egg plopped out of his hole. The Saurus shivered as it brushed against his clit, sending a tingle of pleasure through his body.

“Hmmfh. That happened fast. Might be easier for you with your breeding hole," Gor-Rok said, perhaps with a pang of jealousy.

Chakax kept on that position, grunting as more and more eggs entered his birth canal and dropped into the water. After carrying too much weight for so long, letting it all go felt amazing. Not to mention, each egg rubbed the side of his walls as they moved through it. His hole instinctually constricted in turn, milking it as if there was a breeding rod thrusting into his depths.

The sight made Gor-Rok rock hard. He had watched other Lizardmen give birth, but seeing Chakax's cunt twitch around each egg and wetting them with his fluids before they fell into the spawning pool was something his chaotic mind lusted for. The white lizard subconsciously brought his hand to his groin, stroking himself as he watched the Saurus grunt and moan.

As the last couple of eggs fell into the pool, Chakax felt his cunt twitch and squeeze in orgasm. His fluids dripped out of his hole and into the tainted waters below him as his hole lubricated itself, ready for its next clutch to be seeded.

Chakax stood up and stretched, taking a deep breath as he felt his stomach flatten back into the chiseled core muscles he was used to. It was only a matter of time before he returned to the camp and let the Beastmen rut him all over again. But for now, he could experience the afterglow of his first birth and his body's return to its original form, along with the hope and anticipation that this would be the rest of his life.

In that brief moment, he was tackled to the ground.

He opened his eyes. Gor-Rok had pinned him to the ground, breathing hard. Chakax could see lust begin to cloud his eyes, the same lust that had come over him when he was in a breeding frenzy.

“Gor-Rok?" Chakax asked in surprise. “Let me go, I need to go back to the Beastmen."

“No," the white lizard growled. “I have been sick of you for decades. Always bragging about your status. Being the 'only one' who's deserving of guarding the Eternity Chamber. And now you're so special, you with your… breeding hole." His voice wavered sarcastically. Gor-Rok leaned closer, his voice becoming a whisper. “It's time for some payback. Now that you've laid your clutch, you're free to be filled with my seed."

Chakax struggled under the Saurus' grasp, but he could barely move under the white lizard's strength. “B-but I need to mate with Beastmen to-"

“Too bad."

“Wait sto-"

Gor-Rok shoved his cock into Chakax's hole. He groaned feeling the ridged walls rub against the spines on his cock. Somehow, it felt tighter than ass. It was probably because Chakax was cursed to breed whereas other lizards only got it as a side effect from the corruption. His hole was made to adapt to any member inside of it to milk it for its seed. Gor-Rok slammed his hips, causing both of the Saurus' to moan. His claws circled around Chakax's clit, as he thrusted rapidly.

Chakax couldn't help but moan. Despite wanting to birth Beastmen, he couldn't deny that this felt good. His cunt didn't care who was inside of him, it coaxed their members all the same with the goal of milking them dry. The irony of the situation made it feel more taboo than it already was: being rutted by his Lizardmen brethren and angry that he wasn't being used by the Beastmen.

Gor-Rok stopped and turned Chakax onto his side. Chakax moaned as Gor-Rok pressed both of his wonderful cocks inside of him, one into his cunt and the other into his tight pucker. Both of them gripped down tightly on the members inside of them. Pleasure spiked through Chakax's body as Gor-Rok fucked him thoroughly. He had been speared by multiple beasts at once, but for both cocks inside of him to be thrusting at the same time made his holes clench in anticipation. There was a fleeting thought that with two cocks inside of him, Gor-Rok was sure to get him pregnant, as if it wasn't guaranteed anyway with the virility of Chaos.

The white lizard rutted faster and faster, that familiar pressure building up inside of him. He squeezed Chakax's clit between his fingers, sending a shock of pleasure through Chakax that pushed him over the edge. The Saurus moaned as his holes tightened around Gor-Rok's cocks. The milking sensation around both of his rods at the same time made Gor-Rok cum as well. His shafts throbbed, and thick potent ropes of Lizardmen cum gushed into the Saurus' ass and womb. Chakax felt that heat bloom inside of him as the brand on his groin burned brighter. Being the first one to seed him after he just gave birth, there was nothing stopping Gor-Rok's sperm from fertilizing Chakax's eggs.

“There," Gor-Rok moaned as he gave Chakax's rump a hearty slap. He pulled out slowly, the warm, slimy mess spilling out both of the Saurus' holes. “Remember that next time you think of your 'purpose.'"

Chakax's mind was still clouded in lust from the pleasure his body and brand gave him. He supposed that siring one or two Lizardmen children would be alright. After all, with all the breeding he was having, he was bound to give birth to something non-Beastman sooner or later.

“Now my turn." Chakax almost jumped as the low voice rumbled from behind him. He quickly turned to see Nakai stomping out of the woods, seemingly coming from nowhere. He stopped in front of Chakax with an erect cock so massive that it rivaled those of the Beastmen. The Kroxigor was known for appearing when Lizardmen needed help the most before vanishing into the thicket. Now, since his corruption, it seemed that he appeared to vulnerable Lizardmen in order to spread his taint.

“Wait I-" Chakax was cut off as Nakai hoisted him into the air by the shoulders. He looked down as the tip of Nakai's cock touched his vulnerable hole. The Saurus kicked his legs, trying to get the Kroxigor to let him go, but two more hands held down his ankles against Nakai's legs. Chakax looked down and saw Gor-Rok staring up at him mischievously, wanting to see the whore be put in his place.

Chakax moaned as Nakai's thick shaft slid into him. With each thrust, the Saurus bounced into the air, groaning as his clit rubbed against the ridges on the Kroxigor's thick cock. He could feel the invading shaft hitting the entrance to his womb, threatening to push inside. The Saurus salivated imagining how many clutches Nakai must have sired with a tainted cock this big. Drool spilled from Chakax's mouth as his body was racked with pleasure each time their groins met.

Soon the feeling inside the Saurus got more and more intense, but Nakai didn't seem to slow down. Chakax panted and then cried out in pleasure, his walls constricting around the girth inside of him. Fluids gushed onto the Kroxigor's length and dripped onto the forest floor. Nakai didn't stop though, grunting deeply as he fucked him through Chakax's orgasm. The intense pleasure right after he had reached his peak only made him orgasm again. His cunt squeezed down tighter, trying harder to milk the thick breeding rod.

The Kroxigor showed himself to have incredible stamina, much to the dismay (or joy) of Chakax. He lost count of how many times he came. The brand on his groin shined brightly, seeming to be tied to Chakax's pleasure. With every orgasm, his body was forced to produce more and more eggs for what was sure to be a massive load. Every contraction of his vagina pumped Gor-Rok's load into his womb all while squeezing around the Kroxigor's shaft. A dull pain emanated from Chakax's groin—as if his body was becoming impatient at not being bred after so many orgasms.

After what felt like an eternity, Nakai whimpered, his thrusts slowing down. His cock throbbed right at Chakax's cervix. Suddenly, that familiar tainted heat began to fill him. Nakai's moans turned into growls as his urethra pulsed heavily against the Saurus' clit, his cock pumping what felt like gallons of sperm into Chakax's awaiting womb. Part of Chakax wished that the Kroxigor had balls, because he would be sure they would be twitching and jumping with each copious spurt of semen.

The Saurus moaned wildly, feeling himself become filled with that warm, virile fluid. He cursed mentally, thinking about how the Kroxigor's sperm was swimming deep inside him, seeking out the eggs that were supposed to be for the Beastmen and fertilizing them themselves. But the dark voice inside of him lavished in the pleasure. It didn't matter if he birthed Beastmen or not if it felt this good to be inseminated over and over again. And besides, if he didn't birth more Beastmen, that just meant that he'll be cursed with this cunt for longer. At this rate, he might even be cursed to be this way forever.

He drooled at that thought.

Nakai dropped Chakax to the ground, the Saurus' stomach bulging slightly from the amount of seed pumped into him. It took a minute for him to get his bearings after he'd been thoroughly fucked and bred.

“Looks like you have some more work to do," Gor-Rok said with a sneer in his voice. Chakax looked up. Their mating had drawn attention to him. Standing before him were several Lizardmen—Skinks, Kroxigors, Saurus, and even some of their mounts. And they were all rock hard, eager to get their turn with the former Eternity Warden. More of them seemed to be approaching, at least the ones who weren't already tied up between each other.

Chakax swallowed nervously.

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Chakax's life had become a routine of breeding and birthing over and over again. Every moment he wasn't being filled, he was walking through the jungles to find something to breed him. Almost everything had been inside of his vent, from the Lizardmen's mounts to plant vines to even phallic-shaped rocks in the jungle. He loved it all.

Eventually, Chakax returned to the Eternity Chamber. Without the Slann in Xlanhuapec resetting the sigils, the fog had disappeared, allowing creatures to cum and go as they pleased. The “empty room" he used to protect had now become his domain, filled with males of all different species mating in the echoing chambers. The once pristine steps were now desecrated with cum. The training courtyard below became the breeding grounds for Beastmen and Lizardmen alike. And at the entrance where he once stood now laid the Eternity Whore, his swollen, pregnant belly bouncing with every thrust as he moaned.

He didn't know how long it had been. The fog of lust clouded his mind and made it all blur into one orgasmic bliss. Any doubts he had left were wiped away with the next cock that thrusted into his hole.

Chakax's mate—a Beastman or Lizardman, it didn't matter—grunted and pumped more of that wonderful taint inside of him. The brand on his groin glowed again, leaving the Saurus in a state of orgasmic bliss. Cum dripped from his hole as the person left and another one took his place. The Eternity Whore opened his legs, waiting for that warm shaft to slip inside him once again.

The man just stood there, the sunlight casting a dark shadow over his figure.

Chakax growled in annoyance. He felt that gnawing need grow inside of him the longer the stranger waited. “Are you dense? Put it in alrea-"

“Is it him, Rogni?" a loud voice boomed.

A larger figure stepped up behind the mysterious man. He was large, with muscular pecs that sat on top of his round gut. He stepped forward. Under the shade of the temple, Chakax saw the rough scales all over the man's body, like those of a Kroxigor. They were off white in color, with blue plated scales covering his thighs and shoulders like armor. Just like the scales on Chakax's…

The other figure—Rogni, Chakax presumed—moved up and stood next to the Kroxigor. He was clearly a Lizardman like the Kroxigor, but more built like a Saurus. His body was lithe and masculine, with a chiseled jawline and roughhewn muscles that put Chakax's body to shame. But what interested him was that the man's scales were bronze in hue—not the traditional blue or white of the Lizardmen. Even more odd, a tall brown mohawk proudly stood on top of his head and continued down his spine like the scales Chakax had seen on some dragons.

Next to him, a third figure approached, another Saurus, Chakax recognized. His chest was broader than Rogni's, but less defined. A hard crest jutted out from the creature's forehead. Like the crest of Gor…

Wait…!

“Fucking slut."

As he put two and two together, the Lizardbeast jeered as he kicked Chakax in the ass. The Saurus moaned, somehow the pain warping into pleasure from all the Chaos inside of him. Chakax laid on his side on the stone tiles, sticky from the dried cum.

“Y-you're my… my…" Chakax muttered on the ground.

“Yes, your children," Rogni said as if Chakax was slow. “You know, I don't really know what I expected when I came here. I heard you were a slut, I came here, and you are one. All you do is take dicks all day long. At least Taurox does other things."

“T-Taurox?" Chakax drooled a bit as he recalled the moment the brass bull came inside of his cunt, sealing his fate as the Eternity Whore.

“Fortunately, the Bloodbeast in me prevented me from ending up like you," the Lizardbeast uttered in disgust as he walked around the cursed Saurus. Chakax's eyes widened. Suddenly, he recognized them all. Rogni must've been the child of him and Taurox. The other Saurus must be the product from Gor-Rok. And logically, the Kroxigor belonged to him and-

“Not surprised Nakai moans his name every time he cums," the Kroxigor said. “I barely have a cock, and even I want to breed him."

Rogni scoffed. “I'd like to see you try. You don't have any Beastman blood in you, Ghaz'tok. My sperm would beat yours any day."

Chakax glanced between the three of them as they mocked his promiscuity, but their words faded into the distance. That itch inside of him began to rise up again, his cunt twitching and the prospect of mating with his offspring.

He looked down at his suitor's groins. A large sheath and heavy sack covered with brown fur hung between the bronze Saurus' muscular legs. The other Saurus had two cocks, just like his father Gor-Rok did, but they were even more mutated, with so many curves and bumps that they almost looked like tentacles. And the Kroxigor—Ghaz'tok—had genitalia almost like Chakax. The hood of his slit was stretched out like the folds of a pussy, and his cock was so small that it could be mistaken for a clit. Perhaps it even was a clit. The nature of Chaos meant anything was possible for the creatures born of it.

Chakax drooled as he stared at the attractive strangers. There was something so grotesque, so abhorrent about all of this. The fact that his sons wanted to mate with the former Eternity Warden, their horrendously mutated genitalia that shouldn't even be capable of reproducing, the mere concept he had even given birth at all to these monstrous creatures. The dark voice in his mind egged him on, wanting to be bred more than ever.

And Chakax didn't need much convincing. He was already too far gone, too broken to even think about how horrifying this all was. All he thought about was the pleasure he would get from mating, how good it would feel to have his sons breed him. He knew that the younger races didn't mate with their relatives due to fear of mutation, but why fear those mutations when they felt so good? The Beastmen had no qualms breeding with their kin, so why should he?

Chakax's heartbeat quickened.

Yes.

He wanted it.

He wanted his sons' cocks inside of him, to fill him with incestuous eggs. Chakax didn't care about the consequences, about the morality or even whether their future children would come out deformed. All he knew was that he would feel good, submitting to something so wrong and taboo, just like how it felt when he was bred for the first time. And when he mated with his children's children, he knew that would feel good too.

“P-please…" Chakax stammered as he spread his legs. Various shades of cum oozed out from his cunt onto the stone floor. “B-breed me… spread your taint inside me…"

Rogni grinned at him. “Alright, enough fooling around. We talked about this. Hoqzir, Ghaz'tok, clean him out."

The charismatic charm from the brass-scaled lizard made Chakax's cunt twitch. He had the confidence and masculinity that made the Saurus want to submit. It's clear that the same thing had happened with Hoqzir and Ghaz'tok, too. They both nodded and both moved towards Chakax. The blue-scaled Saurus leaned over his father's body and spread open the Eternity Whore's legs. He felt a hot breath against his vent, though his attention was focused on the Saurus' tentacle-like cocks bobbing right in front of his face.

A warm tongue pressed flatly to Chakax's hole. The Kroxigor began lapping up the remnants of the Eternity Whore's previous suitors. His tongue wiggled deeply into his father's hole, rubbing along the sensitive ridges. Chakax's cunt twitching in response to the gentle touches. He opened his mouth to moan, and Hoqzir took the opportunity to thrust his own cocks into his father's mouth. Chakax found himself happily suckling on those mutated tentacles as they wormed down his throat, his tongue feeling each of the puckers on the underside.

Chakax was so enraptured by the mutated Lizardmen tending to him that he didn't notice Rogni until the scaly Beastman lowered his hairy sack and sheath in front of his father's snout.

“I've had plenty of experience to know my musk has some effect on people," he said with a sultry tone. His virile fuzzy orbs dangled right above Chakax's nose. “Sniff."

Chakax breathed in. The aroma was musky, and masculine. Pure lust filled his lungs, sending waves of pleasure through his body that rippled through the walls of his vagina. He nearly choked which only caused him to take in another whiff of the natural aphrodisiac.

Rogni smirked softly and rubbed his heavy balls into the Saurus' snout. The Eternity Whore felt pressure rising inside of him. His hole twitched, squeezing around the invading tongue inside of him and pushing more cum into the Kroxigor's mouth. Hoqzir's tentacles wriggled more in Chakax's mouth, reaching into his throat. Sweet precum dripped from the pucker-like pores of the tentacle. Chakax drank it eagerly, his eyes rolling back into his head from the abhorrently tainted pleasure of the flavor.

With Gor-Rok's son filling his mouth, the Saurus could only breathe more and more of Rogni's scent through his nose. Chakax felt that wonderful feeling rise inside of him, and he moaned out in pleasure. His vent twitched and clamped down in orgasm. Seed of Chakax's previous mates gushed out of his cum-flooded hole right into Ghaz'tok's awaiting maw. The Kroxigor lapped up the fluids eagerly, diligently cleaning out his father's fertile cunt until there was no more of that worthless cum left.

Rogni breathed out and angled his body so the crux of his balls and sheath were in his father's face. “Yea? You like your son's musk?" he muttered provocatively.

Chakax whimpered helplessly as he was thrown into another mind-shattering orgasm. His cunt twitched again, squeezing out more cum into Ghaz'tok's mouth along with his own fluids. Though the more Chakax moaned, the less his mouth was clamped around those delicious tentacles, which was a matter Hoqzir had to take into his own hands. He thrust himself into Chakax's mouth, grunting in masculine bray as he felt the Saurus choke on his tentacle cocks.

“Don't stop sucking, whore," Hoqzir spat at his father.

And he was happy to oblige. He bobbed his head up and down over those mutated shafts. Every time Chakax moved up, his nose met Rogni's sweaty sheath, and Chakax got a whiff of that tangy masculine scent. He felt Hoqzir's cocks begin to harden in his jaws. Oddly enough, they seemed to tighten instead of grow as the mutated Lizardman got closer to orgasm. His tentacles coiled around themselves before a warm jet of cum squirted down his throat. Chakax moaned, eagerly gulping down his son's fluids.

And knowing he was swallowing his son's cum—the pure amount of taint and corruption his body was absorbing—made his cunt convulse in climax. At this point, Ghaz'tok had fully cleaned out his hole, so instead his mouth was filled with Chakax's feminine juices as he orgasmed. A low rumble came from the Kroxigor's maws as he drank it down. His tongue flicked against his father's clit, eager to please his father as much as possible.

“Good boy…" Rogni smiled seeing his father be thrown into another orgasm. “That's it, keep cleaning out that lesser cum. Make room for your son's seed to take."

The beastly Lizardman breathed in deeply, letting the scent of male sex fill his nose. His red, canine shaft began to grow out of his sheath. Rogni stroked it eagerly, quickly getting up to full hardness. Despite his calm demeanor, as a creature of Chaos, Rogni was no better at resisting his urges than anyone else, especially with the presence of hot, incestuous sex. His knot inflated as he thrusted instinctually to give his father a show of what he threatened to do to his hole. Rogni's furry balls drew up to his body, and his cock throbbed, coating the Saurus' headcrest in ropes of yellowish hybrid semen.

The furred Lizardman grinned watching his father's eyes cloud over in lust. The Saurus kept sucking on Hoqzir's cocks, so overwhelmed by all that was happening that he didn't know what to do.

Good, Rogni thought. That meant it was time to move to the next phase of their plan. He turned around and-

“HEY!" the Lizardbeast roared. “What do you think you're doing?" Rogni pointedly shouted at Ghaz'tok.

The Kroxigor was on his knees, thrusting his smaller cock into Chakax's hole. His pupils dilated as Rogni approached him, but before Ghaz'tok could move, the Lizardbeast picked him up effortlessly. He threw the crocodile to the ground, the stone foundation cracking from the force of the impact.

The bronze lizard pinned Ghaz'tok down. He snarled at his half-brother, his yellow eyes almost glowing with rage. “I told you that I would be the one to breed my father, and you go behind my back to try and breed him yourself?"

“R-Rogni, I-I'm sorry, he tasted so good, I couldn't help myse-"

Rogni slapped Ghaz'tok's face to the side. “NONSENSE!" he shouted. “This is the last time you will try to deceive me like this. Hoqzir! Come over here and impregnate him. Show him what happens to people who disobey me."

“W-Wait!" the Kroxigor pleaded.

The other Saurus looked on in fear, but with a sharp look from Rogni, he was off of Chakax and on top of his brother. Rogni smirked as Hoqzir pressed the Kroxigor down with his hands as his tentacles moved towards his hole. One of them wrapped around Ghaz'tok's large clit while the other penetrated him deeply. The Kroxigor moaned in submission, suddenly losing all will to fight as he was pleasured from the inside and out.

Rogni turned to his father, who was licking the strands of Rogni's cum that had landed on his face. The tangy taste of incestuous sperm had lit a spark inside of the Saurus. Chakax felt lust begin to cloud his thoughts once again, realizing how wrong it was to have sex with his sons, knowing that he was going to be bred by them. As the father, he should've been the one in control of the situation, but Chaos didn't care for structure or order—it simply wanted more. More taint, more chaos. And nothing was more unscrupulous than being filled with incestuous cum.

The Saurus spread his legs, his slit twitching happily as his body instinctually readied itself for a cock to be thrust inside.

Rogni grinned seductively as he stood over his father's hole. He looked over his shoulder at Hoqzir and Ghaz'tok. The Kroxigor was making all sorts of lewd sounds as the Saurus held his legs in the air, rutting his brother rapidly. The Saurus had wanted to breed his father like Ghaz'tok had, but the moment his cocks had a new hole to inseminate, he had forgotten all about it.

The Lizardbeast suddenly had a wonderfully disgusting idea. Rogni picked up his father—light work compared to the Kroxigor—and placed him face down onto Ghaz'tok, his face right in front of Hoqzir's cocks. The Saurus was thrusting one member into the Kroxigor as his other wrapped around his clit. As Chakax saw his son's wonderful cock again, he leaned forward, stroking the tentacle while licking the tip of it in his mouth. His other hand went to Ghaz'tok's slit, stroking his son's enlarged clit.

Rogni rubbed his own member and sat himself on the Kroxigor's large chest. He spread his legs apart, revealing his tight hole to his half-brother under him.

“Lick," the furred lizard commanded.

Not wanting to disappoint his brother again, Ghaz'tok opened his maw, taking the Rogni's ass into his mouth. His tongue poked at his brother's tight pucker. It instinctually resisted, but soon, Ghaz'tok was able to slip inside his brother's muscled ass. Rogni moaned slightly, feeling how the Kroxigor's tongue brushed against his insides. It made his cock throb out of his sweaty sheath. Right in front of him was his father's muscular rump, his fertile cunt leaking its breeder juices onto the Kroxigor's belly.

Rogni slowly pushed his cock inside the warm cunt and let out a moan. Despite all the cocks that had been inside his father, his hole was surprisingly tight. Rogni pushed in deeper, feeling every ridge squeeze around his red canine member.

A sadistic smile crawled on the Lizardbeast's face. He loved this. He loved everyone submitting to him. Between everyone here, Rogni knew he had the most power of anyone. The child between the strongest Beastmen and one of the greatest Lizardmen: a lineage thought impossible. But that's what made him so strong, the demonic force of Chaos binding the two species together into the ultimate life form. He knew from the moment he hatched that he needed to spread his superior genes. Which is why he was here, commanding his fellow inferior mutated brethren as he was about to inseminate his father in an act of dominance.

Rogni snarled, hilting himself to get a better angle. Somehow, Chakax's body recognized that the cock inside of him belonged to his son. Perhaps it was the copious amounts of precum Rogni was leaking inside of him, or the potent musk filling Chakax's lungs when he breathed in. Nevertheless, his hole clenched down tightly, instinctively trying to milk his son's seed out. Every slam of his son's hips against the Saurus pressed him into Hoqzir's slimy tentacles. The Saurus moaned, feeling his son's cock stretch him out as his mouth licked the members of his other two sons. The wide girth rubbed against Chakax's folds as the canine head pressed against his sensitive cervix, threatening to push deeper.

The Saurus moaned into Hoqzir's tentacle. His head bobbed faster and faster, looking for the sweet taste of incestuous cum that would make the Chaos inside of him flare up in electrifying pleasure. His hand fondled Ghaz'tok's clit in an attempt to make Gor-Rok's son cum faster. The Kroxigor's loose slit contracted rapidly around the mutated shaft inside of him.

Despite being the largest, Ghaz'tok never really had the stamina compared to his brothers. Chakax swirled his tongue around the Kroxigor's tip, and Ghaz'tok's body seized up in beautiful orgasmic pleasure. His small cock spurted his liquidy corrupted seed into his father's mouth and his slit tightened around Hoqzir's cock inside of him.

The mutated Saurus grunted and hilted inside of his brother. As his tentacle-like cocks hardened into curvy rock-hard shafts, Chakax held the appendage delicately in his hand, wanting to see his son's beautifully infectious members spill out their Chaos-filled seed. The rubbery organ throbbed before squirting milky fluids all over the Saurus' face and inside Ghaz'tok's convulsing slit. It was very runny, oddly enough, like water. Chakax wouldn't even be sure it would be able to take with how mutated his sons must be at this point, but the prospect of that just made it all hotter. If it did take, then there was no telling how abnormal the resulting child would be, and how incredibly hot it would be for them to breed him too.

The Kroxigor moaned into Rogni's musky ass as Hoqzir spilled his seed inside of him. The Lizardbeast placed his hands on his father's ass and continued to rut his cock into him. Hearing his brothers moan in ecstasy turned the Beastman on immensely, and with the Kroxigor's supple tongue flicking against his prostate, Rogni would be joining them too.

Moaning the Dark Gods' names, he slammed his cock inside his father's hole. His knot thickened against Chakax's clit as his cock throbbed, spurting his potent, incestuous cum into his father's hole. Chakax's cunt clamped down in return, squeezing rhythmically as his cervix pulled his son's cum into his womb where it would surely take. As his son's cum fertilized the womb that made him, the brand on the Saurus' groin glowed a deep red, the lines making the heart symbol grow longer and into something more demonic and tainted.

Chakax moaned as he was filled from both ends with his sons' corrupted semen. That heat inside of him bloomed, causing his body to spasm in pleasure.

He needed more.

The Saurus kept sucking on the orgasming tentacle in front of him, kept thrusting onto his sos's bestial cock. Even when his own body was sore, he kept clenching and writhing in search of that warm, virile fluid. And his sons were happy to reciprocate. All of them moaned loudly as their instincts took over.

It was Chaos at its finest.

So caught in his eternal pursuit of pleasure, the Eternity Whore didn't even notice it when his vision faded into darkness. His body was no longer able to go on, but he still wanted more. Chakax kept sucking, kept fucking, kept thrusting himself onto his son's beautiful cocks as his body tired out and he drifted off to sleep.

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A gentle breeze blew through the air. The rays of daylight peaked over the horizon, casting the jungles of Lustria in a warm glow. Beastmen and Lizardmen alike slept in each other's arms at the bottom of the steps.

But at the entrance of the Eternity Chamber, and even in his sleep, Chakax was still moaning.

Hoqzir and Ghaz'tok had tired themselves out—their Lizardmen genetics not adapted for such long ruts—but Rogni's bestial nature kept him going. He thrusted into his father's unconscious body. He didn't know how many times he had cum at this point, but Rogni knew he needed more. Perhaps it was seeing how his father's brand had grown and twisted after he came inside, showing how the Lizardbeast had claimed him. Rogni needed to guarantee that he was the one to breed his father, to sire a whole clutch himself even, to show everyone that his seed was superior. He and his mutant children would be unstoppable; his lineage was destined for dominance from the beginning.

He grabbed his father by the shoulders and pulled him down onto his cock. Rogni leaned over the Saurus, pressing his body on top of his father's. A growl escaped the Lizardbeast's mouth. His hips were a blur of speed as he quickly raced to an explosive orgasm. His knot hammered Chakax's puffy slit, threatening to lock their parts together.

Rogni was still thrusting again animalistically as his father awoke in a blissful orgasm. The Saurus gasped as a jolt of pleasure sparked through his cunt. His son hilted and deposited another load of his virile sperm inside of Chakax. The Lizardbeast moaned, hugging the Saurus' hips to his groin as his balls pumped their contents inside.

As Chakax felt that wave of ecstasy wash over him, for a moment, he suddenly felt that feeling—the sensation of boredom. Chaos was always looking for something new, something to taunt its victims with in their endless pursuit of pleasure.

Don't you want something… more? that dark voice whispered in Chakax's mind. Even though he enjoyed being bred by his son, it was like something in him had awakened.

Yes, he did want something more. Never again did he want to feel how he felt as the Eternity Warden, denying himself what he really wanted for the sake of someone else's wants. He loved being a slut, but he wouldn't just sit here in the same position and take it the exact same way by the exact same person.

Chakax suddenly gripped his son's shoulders and threw him to the ground with the canine cock still in his hole. Off-white seed leaked out from between his legs as he squatted down on Rogni's shaft. The Beastman gasped in surprise—Chakax would never forget the look on his son's face as the Saurus rode him. This was more than just being bred, Chakax had a fervent drive to mate.

The Eternity Whore rubbed his clit rapidly and moaned as he rolled in ecstasy. His cunt twitched, pressing down on the shaft inside him on all sides. The Saurus threw himself down against Rogni's hard knot, forcing out a grunt from the man under him from the power behind each movement. More spurts of incestuous cum were squeezed out of Rogni's cock. He cried out in pleasure, but Chakax kept riding him, perhaps even going faster as he felt that warm, tainted pleasure of being bred by his son come over him. His hole glided over his son's sensitive shaft. The Saurus squeezed down on the overstimulated cock, forcing out another spurt of cum inside of him.

Rogni growled, leaning up to try and regain dominance. Both of them rolled around in front of the entrance to the chamber, stopping now and then to moan as their bodies orgasmed in unison. They were acting more like animals with how intense their desires were. The Lizardbeast's mohawk became matted with dry cum and dust while Chakax's curse radiated brighter and brighter with each orgasm.

After several orgasms, Rogni gained the upper hand. Being born of the Beastmen, he naturally came out on top over the corrupted Lizardman. Chakax was on all fours as the Lizardbeast thrusted into him. His furry balls slapped against his father's groin with each thrust. He held onto the spikes on Chakax's head, yanking his father back and slamming their hips together.

“Yes? You like that? You like being your son's breeding bitch?" Rogni nearly shouted.

“Yes!" Chakax moaned. Cum was leaking from where their parts met. The inside of his hole felt itchy, and the Saurus knew it was his son's sperm burrowing into his walls, trying to find an egg to inseminate.

“Say it. Let everyone know how much you love being dominated by your son."

“Breed me!" The Saurus yelled. “Give me your corrupted children! Give them to me and let them mate me too!"

“Good boy…"

Rogni held on tightly to Chakax's shoulders. The Saurus felt a pressure as his son slammed their hips together. The pleasure was almost turning into pain as he pushed the two together harder. With a pop, his son's knot was inside. Chakax moaned in ecstasy. Rogni's knot stretched out the end of his hole and pushed against his clit. It was too much. His cunt convulsed, contracting around his son's member in orgasm.

Rogni roared as he came too. His balls pulled up to his body, jumping with each pump of incestuous seed he shot into his father's womb. He could only imagine his hybrid sperm swimming to his father's eggs, his own genes mixing with his father's as they mutated in more chaotic ways. After their rough and tumble, it pleased him to show his father who was really on top and had the stronger genetics.

Rogni pulled his body back, but his knot stayed inside. Chakax groaned, partly in pain and in pleasure. The thrusting felt good, but he wanted the shaft to stay inside of him, to plug his hole and guarantee it would take, even though it already certainly would.

But Rogni didn't care about what his father wanted.

With another rough tug, he yanked himself out of his father's hole. His yellowish cum spilled out of the Saurus' cunt, overflowing onto the floor. Chakax moaned, absolutely spent after the pounding his Beastman son had given him. He slumped over into the pool of cum leaking out of him.

Rogni grinned sadistically. His children would help him take over the world, one by one as they corrupted the lesser beings with their dominant genes. Soon the whole world would be his, worshipping his cock and begging to be bred by him.

He looked over at Hoqzir and Ghaz'tok, sleeping at the entrance of the Eternity Temple. He didn't need them anymore—they only accompanied him through the jungles of Lustria after he had hatched. Now, they would just slow him down and worsen his chances at impregnating other creatures. Rogni smiled and looked down, fluffing his proud mohawk in the reflection of the puddles of cum. Then, he turned swiftly, hopping down the steps of the temple, off to spread his seed in other places.

Chakax rolled over, watching his hybrid son walk into the jungle, his bronze tail swinging between his muscular legs. The Eternity Whore smiled deliriously. He whispered a prayer to the Dark Gods thanking him for the gifts they had given him and showing him the true meaning of the world: pleasure. Nothing mattered besides the sweet, addicting sensation of orgasm. How could he be so blind to the beauty of taint? Even if he would be indulging in hedonism for the rest of his life, his previous life was nothing compared to this one, one where with increasingly more pleasure as he engaged in more and more sexual depravity. If he had known how good it felt, he would've dropped to his knees the moment the Beastmen came for him.

Despite how much he had rutted, Chakax found his hand moving down his body, that intense lust beginning to gnaw at his core again. He pinched his clit, rubbing it furiously. Some of the Gors at the bottom of the steps were beginning to wake up. Hearing the Saurus needy and moaning once again, they started to climb up the steps, eager to have their turn with the breeding whore. Chakax just grinned excitedly as they approached.

His body spasmed in orgasmic pleasure, and the Saurus fell onto his back, his cunt twitching as it wet itself again. The first Gor came up to him, holding his ankles tightly. The Eternity Whore just stared back with a lustful gaze. This was his proper place: to be a breeding slut for all eternity.