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[10:30]   Yndria Felfallen holds her personal toy close- a large number of yordles having been corrupted over the past two weeks, most of them sleeping in eachother's urine, semen and feces, tongues buried in vaginas, lips suck around cocks, and lovers praying to Szarae as they embraced. Only Tristana had been given the priviledge of becoming the personal fuckpet of one of the deities- the only one they'd met so far, really. But it wasn't for a bad reason- Yndria was the military commander, and therefore the only one to handle conquest. She kisses Tristana on the head, massaging her un-armored tail, the thing as sensitive as a cock- her other hand buried in Tristana's right armpit-anus, playing with her rectum there.

[10:37]   Tristana Command kept her eyes open and watching the sick display of sex going on all around the two of them. Her gaze drank in the sights of pleasure and sin while she took deep breaths of the vile air, savoring it. Between tastes of the fumes she moaned loudly and lewdly, without a care for what anyone but Yndria thought of her. The touch of the demon was electric and the yordle adored it. She was even slowly getting close to an orgasm from the jerking off of her cruel scorpion tail as well as the rough fingering of her fleshy armpit anus. A wet fart slowly burped out of the hole Yndria was playing with, mixed with a few small, sticky lumps of shit. Between her thigh she lets out a stream of piss, which was sprayed everywhere as it forced itself through Trist's over-sized cunt lips. It mostly landed on the faces of the cultists, a sight the demon commando did enjoy.

[10:41]   Yndria Felfallen : "All of these men and women are your 'fault', Tristana. How do you feel about that?" She asks, moving her hand from Tristana's fleshy tail to her vagina, playing with the girl's folds- vaginal walls too loose to pleasure any yordle any more, but perfect in looseness to be snug on the cock of her goddess. Tristana was a murderous soldier as much as she was a cocksleeve, after all- and her anus, while not 'loose' was puffy and hairy, the sign of a perfected whore. In this form, unarmored but still demonic, Tristana's wings sat closed at her back, slimy and the top end without armor- too unstable for flight, but visible enough to look pretty. "I'm hoping we can turn some of your peers in the league next."

[10:49]   Tristana Command : "mhmm I know I did care about them..and I hate myself" she moaned, slowly rolling her hips in time to the touching fingers of the larger demon goddess. "but that makes me feel so much more horny, it's like the pain from scratching an itch" She almost drooled as she said that, wings fluttering in bliss while between her legs a new wave of stinking fem-sauce poured over Yndria's hand.  " mhmm I would love that, the chance to be a traitor again...I can't wait" She purred, all three anuses tightening up in excitement and forcing a little more of the fish and moldy fruit stink into the air. " maybe we could get a nursery too, a place to raise new converts in an environment where filth is normal, or maybe a school where everything looks normal until on graduation day all the little one disown their parents and run to you as their real mommy" Trist was cumming now from all these sick thoughts and not bothering to hide her lewd enjoyment.

[10:52]   Yndria Felfallen : "You're becoming a pedophile, are you? And do not worry. That is the plan I have in mind. Children will be indoctrinated and brainwashed by schools that should be helping them grow and learn. I will leave the designs of these tortures, as delicious as they will be painful, to you." She says, soon lifting Tristana and sliding her anus down over that mighty elven shaft, hugging her close, between her breasts. She pulls the heavy covers over herself and her pet, not even thrusting into her- just using her to keep her cock erect and warm- her own body heat radiating into Tristana in return. A hand goes up to play with her cat-like ear, kissing her forehead. "What was your favorite murder so far?"

[11:05]   Tristana Command let out a giggle and a twitching moan as she was filled and used as nothing more than a warm cock sock " I am a pedophile Goddess, I just never listed to my sin before now" she shifted just a little on that cock, allowing it to move her organs around to be a little more comfy before snuggling into those huge breasts and purring deeply, utterly content. "Hmm I guess that one last week" She shivered at the memory, her delicate wings rustling and letting yellow gel smear over the covers.  " After I got a mother to join us she and I were having a little on the bed, and her kids walked it" Trist kissed Yndria's tit affectionately " the Mother got both boy and girl to drink a little of my milk, and soon we had some rope out and both brother and sister were giggling while being bound, one fucking the other. The mom really got into it, it was great! Buuuut then the husband got home and being an over-reacting jerk at the sight of his kids just having a little suspension sex  he pulled out a gun and shot me" At this Trist scoffed " not that it hurt, but I through it might add a little drama, so I faked a mortal injury. To mother was so insane with anger over my 'death' that she took my old gun from the pile of discarded cloths and killed her husband. I guess I didn't do the murder myself, but it was so hot to see someone kill for me, the kid never stopped fucking though. I guess my anal pheromones are kind strong these days. After all this I got to tie up the mother and tail-fucked her while she screamed my name. I made sure not to hurt her with my stinger, just a poke her and there. all in the same room as the husband" Trist ended her story with a purr and wiggle of her impaled ass.

[11:09]   Yndria Felfallen : "Did you make the children eat his corpse before you'd properly infuse them with fel magic?" She asks in her usual monotone- but by the fact that she was now pissing into Tristana's anus, filling her with the taint of fel the girl was so addicted to, it seemed she greatly approved of her acts. Her hands begin to massage Tristana's jiggly ass, her tail- even lightly rubbing her wings as they cuddled closely. She even looked to the side- and saw them, the demonized mother and her children, both the boy and girl wearing their armor out as they drank their mother's milk. The mother was in the same 'unarmored demon' state Tristana was in, already pregnant with her son's babies. By the rings on their fingers, it seemed the pedophilic demon mother had made vows under the triune of goddesses, marrying her children.

[11:16]   Tristana Command looked over to the three with a real spark of both pride and envy in her eyes. It was such a beautiful sight, that corruption being so openly shown. " Yes, we had a little feast after all the sex" She giggled " the mom even jammed an apple in his mouth like a ball gag before the three ate. there is something really cute about watching a pre-teen girl eat a cock, like suck then chomp it on" She cooed, feeling her tummy swell and those hands massaging her slimy body. Trist loved time like this, when she could be in love with Yndria and used by her. Another thick fart slipped out from each of the two free anuses, the yordle breathing in the vile stink with a look of bliss.

[11:21]   Yndria Felfallen allows a hand to drift down to Tristana's belly- massaging her heavily pregnant womb. It had only been a month, but in a few days time Tristana would be giving birth. The first of the new breed of yordle- the death of their race as mortals and the birth of their race as a breed of demons. A jagged, fel-green S shown on her belly button, marking her as Szarae's property. "How does it feel, knowing that you are the harbinger of your own race's genocide? The term yordle will soon refer to a race of demons, not a race of mortals. And it will be by your hand that this happens. Do you like that?" She asks, passionless- despite her blush and a savage, single, REWARDING thrust into Tristana's anus.

[11:28]   Tristana Command moaned loudly and with a sharp gasp of breath. Her anus tightened like a fleshy vise around that cock, milking it while the sick life inside her twitched and responded to the call of evil it was made to answer. " Y-yes I know all this Goddess, and I want to, I want to be there when the last of our mortal forms dies" She started to drool from her open and panting mouth. Just that one thrust shook her small form enough to send waves of tight pain tainted with delight through her. " I want to see the life leave that last body, not let it change to be one of use, the last mortal should die alone" She was started to roll her hips and growl in sexual frenzy " Die alone and surrounded by the new race of demons, all looking with pleasure as our last embarrassment is snuffed out' This was the yordle who once loved and laughed with all inside her city, not that she had forgot who she was, she knew just how far she had fall. And she loved every second of it.

[11:33]   Yndria Felfallen : "It should be someone that represents your kind at their best and their greatest. Heimerdinger, perhaps?" She offers, solemn, analytical- but another rewarding thrust was offered, spearing the yordle deeper, using her body for sex she shouldn't logically be able to survive through, much less enjoy. "Your kind's greatest scientist, a paragon of the yordle's superior mental capabilities over the other races of runeterra. A being so accomplished that even he alone would make your kind notable- and old. So very old, his seed too far aged to be salvaged." She offers, massaging the mutated little yordle's wings again. "But his death should be quick. It should be symbolic, not torturous. He serves a purpose, and should be rewarded with a swift death. Surely, I will allow you to use his corpse for a ritual, if you decide he is the one you will use." She says, gently kissing her cock sleeve's forehead again, rubbing her nose in that stark white hair.

[11:40]   Tristana Command : "yes Goddess" Trist cooed, her body now more focused on the pleasure of being utterly deformed by a cock rather than fixating on her blood-lust " You are right as always, he will work, we have no need for great thinkers now that we are to be slaves to those greater than us" She almost whispered that last part with love and intense meaning. Trist snuggled closer to her goddess, acting as a cock sleeve and body pillow for the much larger demon. Trist really did know her place, feeling a freedom as the slave of this powerful woman, as if being here with her was how the little yordle could be whole and truly happy. Somewhere deep inside her she knew that this love, slave to mistress, was all everyone needed to be happy, and she wanted all her people to be in such bliss. Even in her most joyful, the sin has stained her, this last little glimmer of love now could only be as a slave for her mistress or master. This was proof that not a single fiber of her being was untainted.

[11:46]   Yndria Felfallen : "Good girl. When I am able to establish an estate of my own on our new world, your kind will build your new home around it. I will make you my personal elite- guerilla, ranged fighters that quickly strike and quickly flee, spreading poison and pain as a swarm of insects. Your lives will be pampered and leisurely, full of sex and sin when not murdering and conquering in my name." She says. The impassionate, toneless demon huntress seemed to have great plans for their race, having already decided their role in her and her own mistress' new society of demons and those who worked closely with the powers of fel. A fitting replacement for the legion since the fall of sargeras to be certain- and their ability to live up to that goal rang true, more now than ever, the cock of a night elf buried deep in the anus of a yordle- two species whose worlds were so far apart that they never should have even been aware of eachother's existence, much less the former being so devoted to the latter as to allow themselves to be a literal cock-warmer, seeing a single thrust as 'reward' instead of required.

[11:56]   Tristana Command : " Oh Goddess, that sounds like a place worth fighting for, killing for" She smiled, her eyes bright with a lust that was partly from the cock locked firmly inside her and partly from the thoughts of a such a future. She could live like a princess in sin and filth, being used as she now loved to be, while also going out and doing evil in the name of the being she loved and swore herself to. It sounded like the perfect live for her and the new yordle race. With that thought she hugged her bloated tummy, snuggling all the little demons growing in her. "Mhmm my little husbands and wives, mommy just can't wait to meet you" She looked up to Yndrai with a playful smille " Do you think we could get champagne in a sippy cup for them at the wedding? And we'll need enough rings, and small one, enough for every one of them"

[12:03]   Yndria Felfallen : "You're intent to marry your young like she has?" She looks over to the mother from before- her kids sinking their stingers into her unarmored tail as they kissed and made out together. "I suppose it is cute. But I think you should wait until theyre at least their age to give them rings- but I will allow you the rest of your requests. Now pray, pet. Pray to me. Pray to Syndrathiel. Pray to Szarae. Show me the power of your faith- when you are done, we shall sleep until tomorrow." She says- a teeny tiny bit of passion in her voice at this final order.

[12:11]   Tristana Command shivered in delight as she nodded her little head, body still full to bursting with the cock of the demon she had fall deeply in love with " I offer my prayers to Goddess Yndria, Goddess of violence and lust. Please take me as your cocksleeve and use me as you see fit. I pray with all my filthy and rotten heart that you will guide me into deeper acts of depravity. I pray to Goddess Syndrathiel, that she will see my heart and know that I have a pawn and willing slave to evil and the Fel. last I pray to Szarae, mother demon. I thank you for the gift of sin that you sent to our world, I thank you for the freedom of slavery that you gave to the yordle. I pray that one day this world will be a fount of evil and every corner of it will reek with the smells of horror and lust" She then gazed up to Yndrai, tears of bliss running from her eyes " Goddess Yndrai, I love you, with all me being, now and forever. Use me, keep me in bondage for all time. I offer myself to you with perfect trust and utter abandon"