Lust Island

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Chapter 3:

 

>Running Diagnostic…

 

>T1000 Unit no5231262 (Name: Cameron)

>Priority list:

>>1. Protect John Conner. 

>>2. Seek pleasure.

>>3. Preserve self.

 

>WARNING. Priorities have been modified by unknown outside force.  Priority #2 did not exist in previous priority list.  Attempting to restore previous settings….

>Error. Access denied.  Unable to restore previous settings.

 

>>Course of action determined based on priority list: Search and Fuck.

 

>>Currently running program: Search.

 

Cameron’s diagnostic completed.  As she suspected, some unknown force, probably the masters of the MULISG, had modified her base programming.  The addition of a secondary priority would modify Cameron’s behavior in situations that did not pertain to her primary priority, the protection of John Conner, the future leader of the human resistance.  Luckily, her new priority 2 fit under the parameters of priority 1.  In order to protect John Conner, Cameron would need to first escape Lust Island and return to his side.  To do that, she needed to obtain the title of minor victor at the very least, and Grand Victor if possible.  To accomplish this objective, Cameron must engage in sexual intercourse utilizing her holoDick, an extremely pleasurable activity.  Cameron emerged into a clearing. 

 

Target acquired!  The target was a blonde human in a skin tight blue bodysuit.  She appeared to be reaching into a low hanging tree, probably to acquire fruit for sustenance. 

 

Cameron accessed her data banks, searching for the lessons John had once given her on how to properly interact with humans. 

 

>Program running: Introduction

>>Approach

>>Smile

>>Offer name

>>Request name

 

Cameron walked up to the girl and smiled. 

 

“Hi.  I’m Cameron.  What’s your name?”

 

The blonde eyed her wearily, one hand traveling to the pistol at her waist.  “Samus,” she said carefully. 

 

>Target is likely an experienced warrior.

>Weapon: unidentified sidearm. 

>Threat level: Minimal

>Course of action: Request sexual intercourse.

>>If target answers affirmative

>>>Run sexual intercourse routines

>>Else

>>>Subjugate, and then run sexual intercourse routines

 

“Samus, would you please bend over?” asked Cameron politely.

 

“You’re clearly not human.  Cyborg?”

 

“Correct.  I am a T1000 cybernetic organism.  Please bend over.”

 

“I don’t think I will.”

 

“Warning: bend over or you will be subjugated.”

 

“I’ve tangled with a few cyborgs in my day.  Go ahead and give it a shot!” Samus raised her pistol. 

 

>Running program: Subjugate.

 

Cameron stepped forward, extending her arm to seize Samus’s neck, but a bolt of electricity from the blonde’s weapon hit her directly in the chest. 

 

>WARNING! Electrical currents threatening damage to logic core. 

>Emergency reboot initiated.

 

Cameron’s vision went dark. 

 

Two minutes later, Cameron opened her eyes. 

 

>Running program: Situational analysis.

>>Unit’s clothing removed

>>Unit on hands and knees

>>Target kneeling behind Unit

>>Target’s 6.5” holoDick embedded in Unit’s vagina

>>Unit’s limbs partially disabled by electromagnetic pulse

>>Unknown electric weapon wrapped around Unit’s neck.

 

>Subjugation no longer possible

>Reverting to priority 2, seek additional pleasure. 

>Course of action: submit

 

“Oh good, your awake,” said Samus.  She was thrusting slowly in and out of Cameron’s pussy.  “You seem fully equipped for this, metal girl.  I’m glad.  I find when dealing with a cyborg, the most important thing to find out is how much she is human and how much she is a machine.  But you seem human enough…” Samus reached around to grope Cameron’s tits with one hand. “…in all the right places.”  Cameron could feel the blonde woman’s breasts pressed against her back.  They felt… warm. 

 

>Pleasure compromising control of logic core over voice box

 

“Ohhhhh,” Cameron moaned.

 

“So you’re capable of feeling pleasure.  That’s good too.  Otherwise this would pretty much be masturbation on my part.” Samus tugged on her energy whip, which was wrapped around Cameron’s neck, forming a de facto leash.

 

“Requesting more vigorous sexual intercourse,” gasped Cameron.

 

“Hey, that’s no way to beg for dick.”  Samus spanked her, causing the malleable flesh of her ass to jiggle. 

 

“My databanks contain no information on how to ‘beg for dick’.”

 

Samus leaned in close to whisper in her ear.    “Say ‘please fuck me with your big hard cock’.

 

Cameron stored the phrase in her memory bank filed under ‘how to beg for dick’, then repeated it.  “Please fuck me with your big hard cock!”

 

“Good,” purred Samus.  “Now say ‘it feels so good inside me’.”

 

“It feels so good inside me!” moaned Cameron

 

“Now, ‘fuck me harder, please’.”

 

“Fuck me harder! Please!”

 

“As you wish,” Samus whispered, nipping Cameron’s earlobe with her teeth.  Her thrusts slowly began to pick up speed.  After a while, Samus leaned back, tugging on the leash-whip, now pounding her hips forward as fast as she could into Cameron.

 

“Yes!  Take it metal girl!  Take it all!” shouted Samus as she pounded away.

 

>Warning!  Pleasure corrupting logic core.

>Currently running program: Beg for Dick

 

“Please!” screeched Cameron.  “Please fuck me with your big hard cock, it feels so good inside me, please fuck me harder!  Pleasefuckmewithyourbighardcockitfeelssogoodinsidemepleasefuckmeharder!”

 

>Logic core 100% corrupt.  Orgasm approaching…

 

“PLEASEFUCKMEWITHYOURBIGHARDCOCKITFEELSSOGOODINSIDEMEPLEASEFUCKMEHARDER!!!!”

 

Cameron lost all control of her body as she came, hips slamming backward into Samus.  Samus groaned and buried her cock as deep as it could go into the cyborg’s pussy, filling it with cum. 

 

Cameron slumped to the ground as Samus pulled out, releasing the energy whip from around Cameron’s neck. 

 

The blonde stood on somewhat unstable legs, taxed from the encounter.  “Don’t get up until I’m gone, metal girl.”  She brandished her pistol. 

 

“My name is Cameron,” panted Cameron, as she tried to regain control of her limbs. 

 

“Cameron then.  Stay down until I’m gone.”

 

Cameron complied.

 

##Samus 7.5”, Cameron 7.5”##

 

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Dawn was close.

 

Buffy looked down in wonder as Faith slurped the taste of her own asshole off of Buffy’s dick.  Buffy was in awe.  The act was so slutty, so degrading, and so fucking hot. 

 

“Ooooh, I’m gonna cum,” moaned Buffy.  Without a word, the brunette slayer pulled her mouth away from Buffy’s cock, stroking it with one hand and looking up at her with her mouth open and tongue out.  The message was clear: ‘please nut on my face’.  Buffy couldn’t hold it anymore.  With a groan, she began to spatter her fellow slayer with sticky white semen.  Faith greedily swallowed any that landed in her mouth. 

 

The brunette smiled up at Buffy, one eye glued shut with spunk.  She began scooping the cum on her face into her mouth with her fingers.  “Mmmmmn.  So, are we cool, B?” 

 

“We’re cool”, Buffy gasped.  She and Faith had an argument yesterday when a participant named Cersi Lannister entered “Punishment Mode”.  Buffy had tried to remind Faith that they were trying not to rape anyone unnecessarily.  Faith had insisted that neither of them could afford to miss this chance for an easy two inches, and anyway the bitch deserved it for raping Veronica, a girl they had met the day previous.  Emotions ran high, names were called, and finally Faith stormed off, presumably to rape Cersi Lannister. 

 

Faith came back after nightfall, apologizing and trying to make up.  Buffy had been unwilling to reconcile at first, but then Faith had bent over and offered up her asshole to Buffy as a peace offering.  Buffy simply couldn’t resist.  And now, Faith was kneeling before Buffy with cum all over her face.  Make up sex complete. 

 

Dawn broke, and suddenly both of their consoles activated. 

 

##GREETINGS PARTICIPANTS! ##

 

##Its day three of the Multi Universal Lust Island Sex Games, and competition is certainly starting to heat up!  We hope you’ve gotten used to the rules…##

 

##Because the rules are about to change!  Introducing: BEASTIES and QUESTS!!! ##

 

##BEASTIES: ##

 

#You participants are no longer alone on the island.  There are now hundreds, or possibly even thousands, of Beasties here too!  Note that the prohibition on excessive violence against other participants does NOT apply to Beasties, so feel free to cut loose.  Also note that being fucked by a Beasty will cause your holoDick™ to lose ½ inch in length just as if you had been fucked by another participant.  The reverse is also true.  However, Beasties cannot eliminate you from the game.  You will not lose your last ½ inch no matter how many times you are fucked by Beasties.  Likewise, you cannot achieve Grand Victory by fucking a Beasty.  Once your holoDick™ reaches 19.5 inches, you may no longer gain inches by fucking Beasties of any sort.  The Beasties fall into three primary categories: ##

 

##>Pixies:  Pixies look like tiny winged supermodels.  They are approximately six inches tall and live in high grass.  If your holoDick™ is less than six inches long, you can gain an inch for every pixie you fuck.  Be warned though: they are quick and hard to catch.  If your holoDick™ is six inches or longer, you can no longer gain inches by fucking pixies.  On the other hand, they will no longer run away from you.  In fact, if you go into high grass with your (six inch or longer) holoDick™ activated, two or three pixies will probably latch on to it.  Feel free to use them for a little stress relief.  ##

 

##>Golems:  Golems are guardians of quests.  They come in all shapes and sizes and can be male, female, or both.  Some Golems can be defeated with brute force, others cannot.  More about them in the section on QUESTS. ##

 

##>Fuckbeasts:  Fuckbeasts live for the sole purpose of shoving their massive members into any hot, tight holes they can find.  They range in size from four feet high with a six inch dick, to eight feet high with a twelve inch dick.  Unlike your holoDick™, Fuckbeasts’ members are not equipped with a weakening EMP.  Instead, their cocks ooze precum that contains a potent aphrodisiac.  Note that it is not possible to fuck a Fuckbeast, as they have no orifices.  Otherwise they would waste all their time fucking each other, and that would be a waste.  If you see a Fuckbeast, your best bet is to kill it, hide, or run away.  Or, if you prefer, you could just spread your legs and let it take you, but you will probably be very sore later if you go with that option.  Note that no matter how many Fuckbeasts fuck you, you will lose only ½ inch per day.  This is because fuckbeasts often roam in packs, and it wouldn’t be fair to lose multiple inches for being captured once.  ##

 

##QUESTS: ##

 

##Quests are special tasks you can complete to earn rewards.  They may involve finding an item, killing something or many somethings, and/or, of course, fucking and being fucked.  Unlike the bonuses from Achievements and Humiliations, Quest rewards are always helpful.  Some of the harder Quests will reward you with inches in addition to their bonuses. ##

 

##Each quest involves a Golem of some kind.  You may need to defeat the golem, or the golem may require you to perform some task.  If you fail the Quest, you will most likely be fucked by its guardian golem, so be careful. Once the quest is completed, it’s guardian golem will be glad to fuck/be fucked by you again, but you will incur no further rewards or penalties.  The exception, of course, are the quests which involve killing the golem, for obvious reasons.##

 

##Some Quests are exclusive.  They can only be completed once, and vanish as soon as a participant clears them.  Others can be completed by every participant in the game. ##

 

##You can bring up a list of quests at any time by opening your console.  If you select one, your console will give you the location you must go to in order to start the quest.  ##

 

##All Quests require power, intelligence, sluttiness (and/or studliness) or some combination thereof to complete.  You will notice next to the quest names on your console, there are symbols.  A fist means that the quest requires combat prowess.  A brain means that it requires smarts.  A vagina means that it involves sexual feats of sluttiness or studliness.  A quest with more than one symbol means you will need all of the things listed.  You should choose quests that fit your individual abilities. ##

 

##Some quests are harder than others.  As such, the list of available quests is color coded for your convenience.  The easiest quests are green, intermediate quests are blue, difficult quests are orange, and extremely difficult quests are red.  The more difficult the quest, the greater the reward! ##

 

##You can team up with other participants to complete quests.  If you do this, the bonus you earn will be split between you.  On one hand, you earn a greater reward for going it alone, but on the other, some quests are essentially impossible to complete by yourself.  ## 

 

##If you fail a quest, you will be unable to attempt it again for twenty-four hours.##

 

##That’s all the rule changes for today.  Good luck!  ##

 

The console winked out. 

 

“What is this, World of Warcraft?” Faith spat.  “Quests?  Really?”

 

“No, this is good news,” said Buffy.  “This gives us a way to gain inches without raping people.  The two of us should start a quest ASAP.”

 

“I suppose you’re right,” said Faith, wiping the last of Buffy’s cum into her mouth.

 

Buffy opened her console and selected “Quests”.  A list of green, blue, orange and red quests appeared, each with one or more symbols next to it.   “How about this one?” she indicated a red (ergo ‘very difficult’) quest called “Slay the Fuckbeast King”.  Next the quest name was a small fist icon, indicating that this was a force-related quest.  Under Quest rewards, the console listed “enhanced strength for 24 hours and three bonus inches.”

 

“Slaying things IS our specialty,” mused Faith.  “Alright, I’m game.  The console says it’s ‘very difficult’, but I'm sure we can handle it.  How many times have we saved the world again? Fifteen, Sixteen?”

 

“I’ve stopped counting.” Buffy selected the quest.  An arrow appeared, pointing toward the heart of the Jungle.  Buffy held out her hand to Faith, helping her up.  “Shall we go?”

 

“Yes, lets.”  They strode off into the trees, prepared for anything that might be lying in wait. 

 

##Buffy 6.5”, Faith 7”##

 

 

Cersi stalked through the high grass.  She hadn’t yet fully recovered from the ruthless rapes she had endured yesterday, she was still a bit shaky on her legs and her pussy and asshole were still red and sore.  Nevertheless, Cersi had no time to waste.  She was merely one rape away from being sold into permanent sexual slavery. 

 

Tiny figures flitted through the grass around her.  Pixies.  They looked like beautiful, naked, tiny women with hummingbird wings.  There were plenty around, but they were fast little buggers.  Cersi dove, grasping, but her target dodged her hand, tittering as it flew away.  She lunged again, and this time managed to grab a pixie by the foot.  The tiny girl thrashed as Cersi grasped her around the torso.  She activated her holoDick, which was only a half inch long after Cersi had barely survived punishment mode. 

 

Cersi pulled the pixie’s legs apart with her thumbs and impaled its tiny pussy on her half-inch dick.  The tiny girl stopped squirming as the electromagnetic pulse sapped its strength.  Cersi pumped it up and down, quickly bringing herself to orgasm inside the pixie.  With a grunt, she shot her load into the helpless winged creature. 

 

Cersi set the panting pixie on the ground and crouched down beside it.  “Stand up,” she commanded.  The pixie struggled to its feet.  “Touch your nose.” The pixie raised a finger to its nose.  It seemed her handicap, “Queen’s Command”, worked on Beasties as well as participants. 

 

“Do a sexy dance for me, love,” ordered Cersi.  The pixie began gyrating its hips and running its tiny hands over its breasts, winking at Cersi as it danced for her.  As she watched, Cersi’s holoDick tripled in length from a half inch to an inch and a half. 

 

“Go bring back another of your kind for me, little dove,” ordered Cersi.  The pixie flew off into the grass.  A minute later, it emerged, dragging another pixie by the arm.  Cersi grabbed the new pixie and positioned it above her cock.  This was going to be easier than she had thought. 

 

##Cersi 6”##

 

 

Echo scanned the list of quests.  She passed over a few red and orange quests called “Slay the Fuckbeast King” and “The Golden Dildo”.  Finally she settled on an intermediate quest called “Satisfy the Nymph-omaniac”.  According to the console, the reward for this quest was “Nymph Juice”.  Echo didn’t know what that was, but she was willing to find out.  Next to the quest name there was a vagina symbol, indicating that this was a sex related quest. 

 

Perfect.  Echo knew she was a more than passable kicker of ass.  After all, she had a few dozen black ops soldiers and two martial arts masters in her head.  However, Echo’s most proficient skill was sex.  The overwhelming majority of her personalities were custom-made super whores designed specifically for her client’s needs. 

 

Although it rankled, Echo knew she had to play to her strengths.  Many of her competitors on this island were probably as good or better as Echo was in a fight, but she highly doubted any of them could suck a dick like she could.  Combined, her personalities had enough sexual experience to equal a hundred lifetimes of an average woman.  Echo selected the quest. 

 

Ten minutes later, she walked into what she could only describe as a woodland glade.  Soft grass covered the ground.  On the right, a waterfall tumbled from a high cliff into a pool.  In the pool swam a beautiful copper skinned woman, her sizable breasts and smooth hairless pussy completely unclothed as she backstroked through the water.  Echo’s lesbian, bisexual and male personalities ogled the gorgeous girl openly (except for one, who was a prude) and even her straight female personalities were impressed.  The woman noticed her, swimming to the edge of the pool and climbing out, water cascading down her beautiful body. 

 

“Why hello there,” the woman said in a low, sultry voice, walking toward Echo slowly.  “I am the Nymph.  Have you come to satisfy me?”

 

“I have indeed,” replied Echo.  The Nymph circled her, looking her up and down. 

 

“You’re a very pretty girl.  Normally I would be all over you, but I find I’m just not in the mood today,” She sighed.  “Tell you what,” she said as she walked to the far side of the grove, swaying her hips tantalizingly.  She bent over, giving Echo an excellent view of her dark pussy lips.  She straitened up again, holding a wooden bowl in one hand, which she promptly tossed to Echo.  “Fuckbeast cum always makes me feel amorous…  Bring me back a bowl full.  If you do that for me… well then, I’ll be all yours for the night.”  She winked, and dove gracefully back into the pool. 

 

Apparently there was more to this quest then just fucking a hot nymph.  Figures.  Echo turned back into the jungle to search for Fuckbeasts.

 

It took the better part of the day to find one.  Echo crouched behind a tree, peering out at the strange creature.  The Fuckbeast stood about four and a half feet tall, its back permanently hunched.  Although shaped mostly like a human, its skin was scaled like a lizard, and it had no mouth.  With one hand, it constantly beat its six inch scaly member, eyes rolling in its head, searching for something, anything to fuck. 

 

Echo considered her options.  She could just let the thing fuck her, and collect its cum that way, but that idea just didn’t sit right with her.  Not only was she reluctant to submit herself to this inhuman… thing, she also couldn’t afford to lose the inches.  Instead, she attacked. 

 

As she leaped out from behind the tree, the Fuckbeast snarled, spinning to meet her assault.  Echo beat it back.  The beast caught her arm but she was able to break its grip with a powerful kick to the chest.  It fell onto its back, momentarily stunned.  Echo quickly held it down with a knee on its chest.  The Fuckbeast snarled, thrashing around but unable to escape.  It seemed to calm down a bit as Echo’s hand grasped its throbbing shaft.  Echo began to stroke the member, speaking soothingly to the Fuckbeast.  “Just relax, big boy… I’ll take care of this throbbing hard-on for you.  Yessss, that’s a good Fuckbeast. Cum into the bowl.”  Echo used every trick she knew and after a couple minutes, the beast’s back arched and it began to spurt milky white jism into the wooden bowl, filling it to the brim. 

 

When she let it up, the Fuckbeast clasped its hands together and bowed its head, apparently thankful for the handjob.  Its eyes were no longer rolling about wildly and it in general just seemed much more calm.  The beast turned and slinked away into the jungle.  Strange.  Echo shrugged and began to very carefully carry the over full bowl of Fuckbeast seed back to the Nymph’s glade. 

 

The Nymph was lying on the grass, coppery skin shining in the setting sun.  She sat up as Echo entered the glade.  “Ooooh, look at that.  A full bowl of Fuckbeast sauce! Bring it here please.”  Echo carried the bowl over to the Nymph, careful not to let any spill.  The Nymph took the bowl from her hands.  “What a treat!  Thank you, sexy.” She took a sip, sampling the flavor.  “Delectable.  Tastes like one of the smaller ones.  I’m guessing his tank was pretty full when you milked him.”

 

“You can tell all that by the taste?”

 

The Nymph smiled.  “And the texture as well.  A Fuckbeast’s lust builds up the longer they go without orgasm until they lose control and rape anything that moves, and unfortunately they are completely unable to masturbate, the poor dears.”  She tilted the bowl back and her throat worked as she began to drink. 

 

When she had drained the bowl, the Nymph leaned back, her face flushed and her nipples erect.  “As promised, I’m all yours, sexy.  But you’d better be able to satisfy me it you want the reward…” she spread her legs invitingly. 

 

Echo lay atop the Nymph and brought her mouth down for a sloppy kiss.  She decided not to activate her holoDick just yet, drawing instead on the experiences of her lesbian personalities.  Echo broke the kiss, moving her mouth down to instead kiss the Nymphs neck, then collarbone, then breasts.  She paused her downward journey to suck and lightly bite the Nymph’s dark nipples.  The Nymph squealed in delight.  Echo moved on to the Nymph’s tight belly, gently kissing and licking her way downward until she tasted her sweet, wet pussy.  She began to lovingly lap at the Nymph’s delectable slit. 

 

“Oh God sexy, that feels sooo good,” moaned the Nymph.  “How are you so good at this? Ooooohhh.”

 

Rather than reply, Echo simply continued to eat the Nymph’s tasty cunt.  She moved in to deliver the coup-de-grace, gently caressing the Nymph’s swollen clit with her teeth. 

 

“Oh SHIT!” The Nymph gasped.  Echo felt her lips and chin being bathed in warm fluid that tasted like peaches.  The taste drove Echo wild, and she lapped it up greedily, slurping down as much of the Nymph’s squirt as she could.  She just couldn’t stop licking the coppery beauty’s muff, hoping for more of the sweet peachy nectar. 

 

“Ooooooo, sexy, that was great,” crooned the Nymph, “but I hope you don’t think you can satisfy me with just your tongue,” Echo gave the Nymph’s dark labia one more gentle nibble before she pulled back onto her knees and activated her six and a half inch holoDick. 

 

“How’s this?” she said, smirking playfully. 

 

“Oh yes, that’s just what I want.  Give it to me baby.”  The Nymph spread her pussy invitingly with her fingers.  Echo brushed the tip of her cock teasingly against the Nymph’s clit.  The Nymph’s taste lingered in her mouth and the sight of her in the dimming light of sunset, laying with her legs splayed and pussy spread, wet and willing, was putting Echo into overdrive.  She was not optimistic about how long she was going to last in the Nymph’s tight, inviting cunt.  Luckily, Echo probably knew more about female desire than anyone in the world.  After all, she wasn’t just a woman, she was HUNDREDS of women.   IT was time to stall this out, regain some control, and tease the Nymph a little bit. 

 

“Do you really want it that bad?” Echo asked, trying to keep her tone light, letting only a hint of her raging desire seep into her voice.

 

“Oh, yes please, sexy,” said the Nymph, playing along.  “Please take my horny pussy with your big hard cock.  I want it so much sexy!”  The Nymph tried to thrust her hips forward onto Echo’s cock, but Echo held her in check with one hand.

 

“So you want my dick?  My big rock hard dick in your pussy, filling you up, making you cum?”

 

“Sexy, you are killing me.  I’m aching for you, literally aching.  I want it so bad, it hurts! Please!”

 

“Oooooh poor baby.  Where does it hurt?  Maybe I can make it better.  After all, I’ve already kissed it.” 

 

The Nymph was now truly desperate.  “My cunt! My cunt aches for your cock!  Please FUCK ME already sexy!”

 

It was time.  And honestly, Echo couldn’t hold back any more anyway.  She pushed herself slowly into the Nymph’s inviting pussy until she was about half way in, then plunged the rest in all at once. 

 

“Oh god sexy it FEELS SO GOOD!” moaned the Nymph as she arched her back, pushing her hips up to meet Echo as she pulled back for another thrust.  Echo chuckled in a way that she knew would send a jolt to the Nymph’s pussy.

 

“If it’s my dick you want, then call me ‘stud’ from now on.”

 

“You got it stud! Just please, PLEASE don’t stop.”  The Nymph moaned and mewed as Echo slowly penetrated her deeply, over and over. 

 

The light was begging to fade, and so was Echo’s control.  Her thrusts were becoming faster and more erratic.  She felt her vision narrowing, her muscles tensing.  She knew she couldn’t last much longer.  Thankfully, the Nymph was in no better shape.  The copper-skinned golem was thrusting her hips upward repeatedly, panting raggedly.  Her legs were curled around Echo’s waist, pulling her deeper with each thrust.  Echo knew she only needed a little extra push.  She leaned forward, meeting the Nymph’s mouth in a wet, urgent kiss.  The Nymph emitted a low groan and the smell of peaches filled the air as the beautiful golem’s inner walls contracted, gripping Echo’s swollen cock like a vice.  Echo’s entire world shrank down to the six inches of cock and the tight wet confines clamped around it.  She shuddered as her back arched and her cum poured into the moaning Nymph. 

 

As her orgasm faded, Echo collapsed atop the Nymph, breathing heavily.  The Nymph definitely had an orgasm, but was she satisfied?  Echo raised her head to look into the copper-skinned golem’s eyes. 

 

“You’re amazing, stud,” said the Nymph.  Echo’s lips parted.  She would never admit to anyone else how proud those three words made her.  The Nymph continued, whispering intimately.  “I can’t believe you pulled it off.  You see, my pussy is actually a honey trap.  It sends any girl who tastes it into a sexual frenzy, and not many can last long enough after they’ve drank my juice to get the job done.” She giggled.  “But you had such self-control, teasing me like that while every particle in your brain must have been telling you to shove yourself into me and blow your load… Really, I’m very impressed.”  In a mock-official tone she concluded, “Congratulations, you have satisfied my pussy and cleared this quest.”

 

“What’s my reward?” asked Echo, trying to keep a stupid grin from her face. 

 

“I’ve given it to you already, stud” The Nymph pointed downward, to where the two were still joined.  “Your meat’s been marinated in tasty Nymph nectar.  If you get it anywhere near a girl’s nose, well…” the Nymph grinned.  “The peachy smell is just too good.  It’ll be really hard for that girl to not to gobble it down on the spot.”

 

“So what you’re saying is, if I shove my dick in someone’s face, I get a free blowjob.”

 

“That’s right stud.”

 

Echo grinned.  She straddled the Nymph’s chest, tapping the head of her dick against the Nymph’s pouting lips.  “Well then what are you waiting for?”

 

The Nymph winked at Echo.  “I do so love a stud who knows what she wants.”  She opened her mouth and slipped her lips around the head.

 

##Echo 7.5”, Bonus effect: Nymph Nectar##

 

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River walked slowly through the high grass.  She was nude, having long since discarded her clothing.  There was no point wearing clothes on this island anyway, everyone wanted to tear them off you.  Besides, the pixies weren’t wearing any clothes, so it wouldn’t be fair if River was.  She looked about, an expression of childlike wonder on her face as the pixies buzzed around through the high grass, tiny girls on blurred wings, just like fairies from the stories. 

 

Their thoughts were small, fleeting.  They knew how to fly and they knew how to stay in the high grass.  And they wanted penis.  They wanted to latch onto a big penis and rub themselves against it, lick it, and coax it until it blew its sweet sticky load.  But they only wanted BIG penises.  Larger than six inches to be exact.  The pixies didn’t even really understand the concept of inches, but they knew which dicks were too small and which were big enough to worship. 

 

The little pixies wanted to play, and so did River.  She activated her seven inch holoDick and waited.  After a moment, a pixie alighted on the swollen shaft.  Despite the fact that the pixie was about the same size as River’s cock, she was much lighter.  The erect phallus supported the pixie’s weight with barely any strain at all.  The tiny girl beamed up at River then quickly turned her attention downward.  She embraced the shaft, wrapping her arms and legs around it as far as she could.  River gasped as the pixie’s tiny tongue teased her at the junction of the head and the shaft.  The tiny girl rubbed her whole body forward and backward on the dick, her miniscule nether lips leaving tiny wet smears behind.  River thought that there was something pure and beautiful about the pixie’s mind.  For the tiny girl, nothing in the world existed except River’s rod. 

 

Another pixie fluttered up from below and latched itself to the underside of River’s cock, lapping at the bottom of her head and grinding against the shaft.  River gently grasped both the pixies and began to rub them against herself, using them like masturbation toys.  The tiny sluts didn’t object, in fact they squealed with delight as River grinded their tiny warm breasts, licking mouths and dripping cunts all over her throbbing cock.  The lust coursing through their tiny minds was compounding with River’s own pleasure, driving her closer and closer to the edge.  With a grunt, she passed over the line, watching with childlike wonder as her sticky cum arced through the air and fell to the ground.  When she released the pixies, they immediately flew to the small cum puddle and began to lap it up.  More pixies rushed to join them as River panted. 

 

“That looked like fun,” said a voice behind River.  She nearly jumped.  She had been so occupied playing with the pixies that she hadn’t even heard this woman approaching.  As River turned to face the newcomer, she examined the woman with both her eyes and her telepathic brain.  Her eyes saw a tall green and purple alien woman, with strange, dreadlock-like antennae where her hair should have been and appendages that looked like wings sprouting from her shoulder blades.  River listened, tilting her head.  Some parts of the woman’s mind felt… blocked.  But River found the information she was looking for. 

 

“You are Sarah Kerrigan, the Queen of Blades.”

 

“We’ve never met, and yet you know my name.  That’s interesting.”

 

River shifted her left foot about three inches to the left.  The movement was subtle, only an expert warrior or a programmed assassin like River would have seen it for what it was: preparation for armed combat, specifically it was the first move to block an attack from the right.  Kerrigan noticed.

 

“You’ve sensed my hostile intentions,” mused Kerrigan.  “As I thought, you must be a telepath.  Well then, why don’t you take a nice deep look into my mind.  Good.  Now, you know exactly how strong and fast I am.  My own telepathic abilities are blocked, as you can see, so I have no idea how strong you are.  Therefore, the proverbial ball is now in your court.  Will you fight?  Will you flee?  Or will you submit?”

 

There was a part of River that had been forged in pain, a shard of cold, cruel calculation the Alliance scientists at the Academy had rammed into her skull, causing her mind to shatter.  She was only now beginning to put herself back together.  But the cold shard was useful sometimes.  River’s emotions faded away as she analyzed her opponent’s mind.  She was strong.  Too strong.  River’s odds of victory were not good.  Against an opponent stronger than oneself, victory is still possible if one quickly strikes a killing blow.  However, lethal force was prohibited in the MULISG, which further favored more physically powerful combatants.  River’s odds of escaping were nearly nil, of subduing Kerrigan even less.  Therefore, her choice was clear.  River knelt, stuffing the cold back down into the recesses of her mind.  The assassin was useless in this situation. 

 

Kerrigan slowly approached, her hips swaying due to her built in high heels.  “I see you’ve made your choice, girl.  None of the other girls I have taken so far have submitted to me willingly, but then again, they didn’t know my power beforehand.”  She tapped her projector.  A monstrous green and purple cock sprang out from her crotch, a full ten and a half inches long.  As the shadow of the alien appendage fell across River’s face, River’s eyes widened.  Despite her vicarious telepathic experiences and much fantasizing, she had never actually given oral sex before.  Plus, this one was so BIG.  She hesitated.  Her emotions were in turmoil, her fractured mind not helping the situation.  She found herself focusing on odd details as the massive shaft loomed over her face.  The wind through the grass.  The faint buzz of pixie wings.  Wait.  Pixies!

 

“I am a pixie,” said River, and as she said it, it became true.  All her thoughts disappeared and Kerrigan’s looming cock became the only thing in the world.  Kerrigan raised an eyebrow but pixie-River barely noticed.  All that mattered was the cock.  She ran her tongue along the shaft, tracing the winding path of a dark green vein, planting a wet sloppy kiss on the apex of the purple head.  Then she pushed her mouth down around the entire head and formed a seal with her lips, sucking hard.  Kerrigan’s breath caught.  Pixie-River pulled her head back, Kerrigan’s knob exiting her moth with a loud *plop*, then ran her tongue along the underside from base to tip, allowing the saliva covered head to smear spit against her nose and forehead.  Pixie River then gobbled the cock once again, this time pushing it as far down her throat as she could go.  The girth was restrictive, however, and River could only fit a paltry four inches into her mouth. 

 

Kerrigan rested a clawed hand gently on pixie-River’s head and purred.  “What a good little cocksucker you are, girl.  Ohhh, yessss!” Pixie river bobbed her head up and down as she stroked the shaft with one hand, the other buried in her own sodden snatch.  At the highest point of her strokes, only the very tip of Kerrigan’s purple cockhead stayed between her lips, at the bottom, she crammed as much green and purple meat in her mouth as possible, gagging and sputtering each time.  Spit fell from her mouth and she quickly rubbed it into Kerrigan’s shaft with her stroking hands.  “These ‘things’ can be strangely gratifying,” Kerrigan mused as River bobbed up and down on her cock, hands stroking away.  “I think when I return to my universe, I’ll try to evolve one.  Just one more thing for my enemies to fear.” She smirked. 

 

River was past understanding words.  She knew only the raging lust of the Pixie, the desire to worship cock, to coax forth cum.  She worked her lips, tongue and mouth more aggressively, desperate to bring about the Zerg Queen’s climax so she could receive her reward.  Kerrigan’s hips began to buck.  River stopped bobbing her head, simply keeping her mouth open and allowing the Queen of blades to fuck her throat.  Kerrigan emitted a low groan from deep in her chest, and suddenly River’s mouth was full of hot, salty fluid.  She swallowed it down only to feel it fill again, Kerrigan’s massive cock flooding her mouth with an equally massive load.  River was only too glad to guzzle it all down in true pixie fashion.  

 

Kerrigan sighed contentedly as she emptied the last of her spunk into River’s waiting mouth. The cock-worshiping Pixie lust began to fade from River’s mind, leaving only the girl behind.  She giggled around Kerrigan’s knob.  “Being a pixie is fun!  I wanna do it again!”

 

Kerrigan laughed.  “If that means you want to suck my cock some more, then you won’t get any opposition from me!”  Then, in a more intimate, almost-whisper, “Blow me you cock gobbling slut.”

 

River became a pixie again and shoved Kerrigan’s cockhead down her throat, joy singing in her heart. 

 

##Kerrigan 11.5”, River 6.5”##

 

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Fuckbeasts attacked from all sides.  Buffy spun, kicking one against a tree, but five more took its place.  Beside her, Faith punched a particularly large one across the face, snapping it’s neck with the force of the blow.  Still the scaly mouthless monstrosities advanced, each pumping its swollen cock as the pack circled the two slayers. 

 

“God damn it!” shouted Faith.  “How many of these things ARE there?”

 

“These are just the small fry, too,” Buffy huffed.  “Their king has gotta be way stronger.”

 

“Pfft, how tough could he be if he has to hide behind his minions?”  The horde of fuckbeasts began to part. 

 

“I think we’re about find out, Faith.  Look!” 

 

The fuckbeasts fell back, falling to one knee as one of their kind, this one truly gigantic, stepped forward to face the slayers.  It was a full eleven feet tall, his scales a yellowish white.  On its head, it wore a golden crown, although it was otherwise completely unclothed.  Between his legs swung a penis of ludicrous proportions.  Buffy guessed it must be at least fifteen inches long, and the head of it was twice the size of her fist.

 

“Only two?” boomed the Fuckbeast King, somehow.  Like its smaller cousins, it had no mouth, but apparently it could somehow speak.

 

“How the fuck can you talk?” said Faith.  She was never one to take the subtle approach. 

 

The Fuckbeast King laughed.  “I am not only a fuckbeast, I am a golem as well.  You fools came here to slay me, with only two?  You cunts will pay the price for your arrogance.”

 

“Whatever,” said Buffy.  “I’ve taken down bads much bigger than your scrawny ass all by myself.”

 

“Is that so?”  The eleven foot monster grasped its gigantic cock, slowly stroking it with both hands.  “I am going to enjoy destroying your tight little pussy, blondie.  Suddenly, a stream of liquid burst from the end of the monster cock like a fire hose, completely coating Faith in sticky white fluid.  Buffy ducked to the side as the Fuckbeast king swung his cock around, barely avoiding the stream of cum.  Buffy launched herself at the monster, swinging a fist at its face.  The attack was really a diversion, she was expecting Faith to attack from the other side.  The fuckbeast caught her fist and pulled her forward into a submission hold with its arm around her neck.  Its grotesque phallus was pressed against her thigh.  Buffy tried to break the hold, but to no avail.  Faith was just STANDING there. 

 

“Faith, what the hell are you doing?!”

 

The brunette looked at her through lidded eyes.  “Buffy, I… I don’t think…” a flush crept into her cheeks and her knees buckled.  Buffy gasped.  Faith’s clothes were DISOLVING.  Her hands flew to her breasts and pussy, fingers pinching and plunging into her cunt, rubbing the slick, milky fluid into her skin.  Faith closed her eyes, lips parted as she masturbated furiously in front of Buffy, the Fuckbeast King, and the entire horde of fuckbeasts. 

 

“The brunette is yours, my subjects!” Roared the Fuckbeast King.  “I claim the blonde one for myself!”

 

Buffy drove her elbow into the monster’s scaly abdomen, but it didn’t seem the slightest bit phased.  Buffy had no choice but to watch as the fuckbeasts gathered around Faith and pushed her to the ground.  Within seconds, Faith was air tight, every hole plugged by a scaly fuckbeast cock.  Other fuckbeasts clustered around the brunette slayer, rubbing their cocks against her face, her hair, her breasts, or really any inch of her they could reach.  Faith moaned loudly and grasped a cock in each hand, stroking them.

 

“My subjects are nearly mad with lust, but they cannot relieve themselves without a bitch to fuck.  An orifice is best of course, but any part of a female will do in a pinch,” said the Fuckbeast King.  

 

“They can’t masturbate, but you can?”

 

Buffy could feel his chest shake as he chuckled.  “What, that little stream?  That was just precum.  My real load is twenty times that.”

 

“That’s not even physically possible.”

 

“You’ll find out very soon.”  He pushed her to the ground and lay atop her, her struggles completely ineffectual and his weight nearly crushing her.  “Get fucked, bitch!” he hissed.  She felt the tip of something extremely large pushing against her pussy.  The pushing became more and more insistent, until finally something gave, and the massive head of the King’s monster cock violated Buffy’s cunt.  Buffy screamed in agony.  Despite the wetness of her pussy (she couldn’t help but be aroused in this situation) the cock was simply TOO THICK.  A millimeter wider, and it would have torn her.  Suddenly a flood of warm goo flooded Buffy’s depths.  The pain receded a bit and Buffy began to pant, as if the air was too thin.  Buffy felt light headed. She needed… She needed…

 

“Just a little bit more precum to loosen you up, cunt,” laughed the Fuckbeast King.  Then, without preamble, he shoved his cock into her to the hilt.  Buffy screamed again, but this time, in pleasure.  The massive rod that by all rights should be crushing her chest cavity from the inside was instead making her cum, her pussy desperately clutching at the massive girth.  “That’s right bitch.  Take that fucking dick.  Did you really think you could beat ME?  You’re just a weak little cunt, and this is all you’re good for.”  He plunged his cock into her again, rocking her entire body with white hot pleasure.  Her conscious thoughts were beginning to fuzz, as if the part of her brain dedicated to rational thought was simply being overwhelmed by orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. 

 

If not for the weight of the monster atop her, Buffy’s back would have been arching to near the point of breaking, her limbs writhing wildly.  She could no longer actually feel the cock inside her because her entire body was now just an amorphous mass of pleasure.  But still he drove onward with hard powerful thrusts, hurting her even as she came over and over. 

 

Buffy didn’t know how long he lay atop her, driving her beyond the heights of ecstasy while using her like a two dollar whore.  She had never in her life felt so helpless, but she had also never felt so GOOD.  Finally, he drove into her one final time, somehow reaching an even greater depth than ever before, and roared as a torrent of nearly boiling seed poured into her.  She came hard as it poured into her womb, so much that her belly began to inflate.  Just when she thought she was about to explode, he tore his cock out of her.  It felt like he had turned her pussy inside out.  But that was only the beginning of his increadable orgasm.  Cum poured over her face, her breasts, coating her completely.  She kept cumming as she received the King’s load.  For a full minute the monster gushed like a fire hose, leaving her laying completely covered in a slowly spreading pool of hot, thick cum.  It was so THICK.  The spunk that coated her body sat an inch thick or more.  Beneath all that cum, she would have been unrecognizable.  A little had fallen into her mouth.  She had to chew it in order to swallow. 

 

Buffy wiped the cum from her eyes with her hand.  More spunk quickly trickled down into them, stinging her eyes, but before it did, she managed to catch a glance at Faith.  The other slayer was lying in a similarly sized pool of white liquid, chest heaving.  Faith was covered in so much jizz that she looked like a vaguely feminine amorphous white blob, only the rise and fall of her chest to indicate she was even still alive.  Apparently, all the rest of the fuckbeasts combined were about the equal of their king as far as ‘volume’. 

 

Buffy could hear the footsteps of the Fuckbeast King as he strode away chuckling, his work complete.  Now that he was finished using Buffy like a blow up doll, clearly he had no more use for her. 

 

Buffy’s console activated.  She couldn’t see it, of course, but she could hear its annoyingly pleasant feminine voice.

 

##QUEST FAILED!  Too bad.  Feel free to try again in twenty four hours! ##

 

Buffy passed out in the impossible pool of semen, her mind completely blank.

 

##Buffy 6” Faith 6.5”##

 

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Cersi quietly hid behind a tree.  Daenerys Targeryan, that little cunt, stood at the mouth of a cave just beyond the tree line, confronting a bulky creature with skin the same texture as a turtle shell. 

 

Two hours ago, Cersi had completed her Pixie rape spree, and her holoDick length was now restored to a full six inches.  She decided to take on a quest to gain some bonuses which would hopefully aid her survival and eventual revenge against the bitches who had mercilessly raped her yesterday.  The quest she chose was an “intermediate intellect and sex based” quest called “The Golden Dildo”.  “Bring yourself to orgasm upon the Golden Dildo,” read the description.  Under rewards, it said “Your holoDick™ gains the power of the Golden Dildo.”  Cersi had no idea what that meant, but all the rewards were similarly ambiguous.  Besides, gold was a Lannister color if ever there was one. 

 

The console had led her here, to the mouth of this cave, but apparently the young Dragon Queen had arrived here first, attempting the same quest.  Cersi considered attacking but decided against it.  The more prudent course would be to watch and gather information.  Daenerys confronted the golem boldly. 

 

Cersi recalled an old witch’s prophesy from when she was twelve.  The Witch told her that she would be queen, but one day another queen, younger and more beautiful, would come to take her crown away.  Cersi had always assumed that the prophesy referred to Margery Tyrell.  Could it really have been about this little Dragon-cunt of a Targeryan? 

 

The golem was about seven feet tall.  It was shaped like a man but had skin the color and texture of a turtle shell. A nine inch cock, jutted out from the junction of its legs, the same color and texture as the rest of its body.   Its arms were crossed across as it spoke in a deep, gravelly voice.  “You have come for the golden dildo.”  It was more of a statement than a question. 

 

“I have,” said Daenerys, her chin raised high.

 

“It is within,” said the golem, gesturing back to the cave.  “I will let you pass if you answer my riddle.  If you answer incorrectly, I take your cunt as recompense.  Do you consent?”

 

“Daenerys very deliberately did not look downward at the beast’s cock.  “I consent,” she said. 

 

The golem nodded.  “You must answer the following riddle without speaking.  What is the difference between a woman and a mosquito?”

 

“How am I supposed to answer a riddle without speaking?” asked Daenerys.

 

“That is incorrect.”  The golem stepped forward, seizing the silvernette by the shoulders. 

 

“Wait!  That wasn’t my answer!” 

 

“Doesn’t matter, I said don’t talk and you talked.  You’ve failed, and now you pay the price.”  The golem reached around Daenerys and lifeted her into the air by her buttocks as she kicked and struggled.  Cersi sneered from hiding as the green golem set Daenery’s pussy against his erect cock and immediately plunged her downward.  He completely ignored her ranting protests (You can’t do this to me, I am the dragon, yada yada yada) as he roughly violated her cunt. 

 

From her vantage, Cersi couldn’t see the actual penetration but she did have an excellent view of Daenery’s legs as the Dragon Queen’s muscles twitched and writhed as the golem pushed into her depths.  The little scream of pain, frustration, pleasure, and humiliation the little bitch emitted as the hard cock bottomed out inside her sent a small jolt of sadistic joy down Cersi’s spine.  She slipped a finger into her own pussy, finding it wet. 

 

Instead of fingering herself, Cersi activated her holoDick and began to stroke it slowly as she imagined that it was HER cock violating Daenerys. 

 

The golem was a pragmatic rapist, neither being needlessly gentle with the silvernette nor taking extra care to hurt her more.  He simply bounced her up and down on his cock, faster and faster, not saying a word.  Finally he slammed her down onto him one last time.  Niether his face nor body showed any sign of change, but if the strangled cries of Daenerys were any indication, the golem was cumming inside of her. 

 

The golem lifted the now limp Daenerys off of himself and unceremoniously dumped her on the ground, then stepped back and took the same posture, arms crossed before the entrance of the cave.  Daenerys lay on the ground, panting as pearly spunk leaked from her pussy.  Her console activated. 

 

##QUEST FAILED!  Too bad.  Feel free to try again in twenty four hours! ##

 

Cersi’s hips bucked and she choked down a moan of pleasure as she spurted cum all over the tree she was hiding behind, fantasizing about dumping it in that bitch-Targeryan’s cunt or on her face or down her throat…

 

Daenerys lay prone for a few moments before struggling to her feet and stumbling off into the jungle.  Cersi smirked.  The cunt had got what she deserved.  Now it was Cersi’s turn.  She deactivated her holoDick and strode out of hiding, stopping just before the golem. 

 

“You have come for the Golden Dildo.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“It is within.  I will let you pass if-“

 

“If I answer your riddle, I know.  I consent,” Cersi interrupted. 

 

“Very well.  You must answer this riddle without speaking.  What is the difference between a woman and a mosquito?”

 

When Cersi had first come to this island, she had made the grave error of forgetting reality.  She thought that maybe on an island of women she wouldn’t need to resort to using her sex to get her way.  She saw now that this was a mistake.  Her womanhood had always been her greatest weapon, and she couldn’t survive without using it here as well.  So she knelt without hesitation before the golem and took its dick into her mouth.  The golem’s hand hit the side of her face with a blow that smarted.  It hurt, and it would leave a mark, but Cersi knew the thing wasn’t using its full strength.  If it had, her head probably would have gone flying off.  She didn’t stop blowing the golem’s cock, and it didn’t hit her again as she bobbed her head up and down, swirling her tongue around the head.  After a few minutes of her ministrations, the monstrous golem poured its salty load into her mouth.  Clearly, this golem was not designed to be “long lasting”.  She promptly swallowed.  It wouldn’t do to offend the beast. 

 

The golem stepped aside, granting her access to the cave.  “That is correct.  You may enter,” he said in the same emotionless, gravelly tone.  

 

Cersi climbed to her feet and entered the cave, blessing her late husband for probably the first time in her entire life.  Years ago Robert had made a ribald joke to that drunken lecher of a red priest, Thoros of Myr, when he thought that Cersi couldn’t hear.  The joke was phrased a bit differently then when the golem said it:  “What is the difference between a whore and a mosquito?”  The answer: “A mosquito will stop sucking if you slap it.”

 

On the floor of the cave sat a nine inch dildo made of solid gold pointing strait upward.  Cersi squatted over it, positioning her lower lips above it, and then slowly let herself slide downward onto it.  A pulse of white hot pleasure ran through Cersi, as intense as an orgasm but much more brief, and the dildo disappeared, the sudden emptiness in her pussy making her moan in disappointment.

 

Suddenly it was as if someone had replaced her blood with wildfire.  The orgasm hit hard with no build up, causing every muscle to spasm.  She felt like her back was going to break from the way her muscles were forcing it to arch.  The pleasure was so intense that it was actually painful, and it went on and on for minutes as she screamed, unsure of whether she wanted it to stop or continue.  She blacked out. 

 

When she came too, Cersi found she was still lying on the floor of the cave.  Her holoDick had activated on it’s own, but it was now the color of burnished gold.  Cersi grasped it with one hand.  It still felt like it was made of flesh, but oh how it shone. 

 

Her console activated. 

 

##QUEST COMPLETE!  Your holoDick™ has acquired the Golden property.  Once per day, you can induce a mega-orgasm, similar to the one you just experienced, in your sexual partner regardless if you are fucking or being fucked.##

 

##Note that the first time you induce an orgasm in a participant or beasty each day will cause the mega-orgasm, so be careful who you make cum.  Use it wisely.##

 

##Also, you have been rewarded with an extra half inch to compensate for what you lost sucking off the golem.##

 

Cersi idlely stroked her golden cock.  Oh yes.  She could make good use of this. 

 

##Cersi 6”, Daenerys 5”##