Two Queens

[11:04] Queen Midel strode down the halls of her keep, the arced granite passageways hiding the nude queen from the sight of all her servants. The gift of her title hung freely from between her legs, the still limpness of its girthy length hidden underneath a towel that had been securely wrapped around her waist. Her soft breasts stood still on display, her fiery hair reaching down to decorate the orbs. She stopped to gaze upon the marble bath, the entire thing tiled in pristine whiteness with a large section in the middle, a shallow pool-like pit that steamed with the heated waters or royalty, constantly fed with the waterfall that fell from the mouth of a granite carved snake head just above the far side of the bath. "Hello, Dearest Queen Jormungadr." She said with a low bow, taking her place at the side of the bath to look over the elven ruler before her. "I'm very sorry if the bath meeting is an odd idea for you, dearest, though it is quite the tradition in my land to have the first diplomatic gathering take place in a bath. I do hope you understand."

[11:11] Queen Jormungandr had had the situation explained to her by her trusted advisor - the human lineage has for the longest time held diplomatic meetings in baths, a tradition that dates back to times when assassinations amongst royalty were common, and a bath was a place of peace with no weapons or armour. It made sense, and the elf was prideful enough of her goddess-like beauty to not be disconcerted with showing off her perfect womanly form - or at least perfect in her own high opinion of herself. Her confidence only grew when she saw the other woman - a human. Shorter, stockier, darker haired, flawed skin. Jormungandr felt like the better woman here, which is exactly why she had allowed herself to be open to offers like this particularly strange one. "I understand entirely," the elf spoke, having stood to greet the human queen before lowering herself into the water, the warmth rolling across her naturally bald pubis

[11:26] Queen Midel stared over the elven queen, her body in the raised position had allowed her to see all the beauty that she could behold in the image of one being. Midel had a mission, but the simple movement had altered the subtly of that as her cock grew into a hardened shape, the broad length jutting out from her towel to throb in the air above The Fellow Queen. She let out an angered groan and discarded her towel to the side, letting the rest of her imperfect human body stand out in all its glory. The only thing that may have been a bonus to the human disposition was that she was a warrior, a hardened battle maiden with a body decorated in the markings of passed wars and duels alike. She may not have been beautiful to the elf, but she certainly was larger. Her first footstep into the bath met the water only few feet crossed from Jormung, Midel's eyes trained on her with a light smile as she put up a facade of causality about the revealing of her endowment. "Yes, though let's not busy ourselves too hard upon the likes of how our bodies compare. I believe you have already won that little competition. I truly invited you here so that we may have a diplomatic spout. You see, I wish to establish a blood alliance between the likes of elves and humans."

[11:30] Queen Jormungandr 's passive and calm demeanour suddenly vanished the moment the queen dropped her towel. The elf had not been expecting this at all. This was their queen, erection standing proud, girthy and hard before her? She bit back a stammer and tried to take it all in for a moment - was this normal? She wasn't overly familiar with the workings of *every* human being, maybe this wasn't such an unusual trait? She stared openly at the human's turgid member until it sank into the water, concealed, before realising she'd been spoken to. "A blood alliance? You mean a blood pact?" she asked for clarification. The human couldn't possibly be talking about wedding an elf, could she? That would be preposterous.

[11:37] Queen Midel motioned herself forward in the panic of the other queen, placing herself by her and allowing a hand to run through the golden rays of hair that graced the elven beauty. Her fingers curled into a grip upon them, taking a firm hold of the locks. "I am not sure how such things work in your elven lands, My Queen, though in human tradition we have much different ideas. The only thing that can bring peace is to share the blood of two nobles from opposing lands to show that one land is sincere about its alliance as the other is. I am very sincere about making this alliance, Jormugandr. I need half elf children if I am to ever make my nation strong once more." She explained, the hot form of her cock laying itself crossed the elf's thigh in their closeness, letting its pulsating form rub along the perfection of her fey skin underneath the waters where none could be seen but the sheen of steam that arose around them.

[11:41] Queen Jormungandr grunted when she felt the human's grubby little fingers entangle themselves in her perfect golden hair, curling into a fist and yanking her head. There was panic now, but she could still rely on her guard to come charging in through the door at her beck and call. "That is preposterous and absurd. We elves do not mix our kind with yours. It is our imperative that we keep our bloodlines noble and pure, free of... filth such as your kind! Guards!" she called out into the steam. There was no movement except the feeling of a warm cock sliding over her soft thigh under the water. She called out again, her panic boiling up under her voice this time. "G-guards!! Release me, or I will have you killed!"

[11:49] Queen Midel shot her hand to the perfect elven neck, her grip placing itself around the soft flesh and strangling the screaming elf. She glanced up at the entryway, a smile upon her face as she waited. The hold on the fellow queen's neck was only released after it was apparent that none were coming to her rescue. "Your guards aren't here, and my guards wont help you. Why do you think I ordered this meeting to be held at my keep, Dearest Queen. You came here to bare my heirs, not to scream to imaginary beings." She said in a whisper to the warm shell of her pointed ear. The human's free hand reached down to take a hold of her leg, lifting the limb high out of the water to place herself between the spread of her legs, closing the space between them to allow the thick mass of cock to lay crossed her perfectly smooth mound, the dense, virile testicles pressing to the slit of her pussy as she ground herself against it, pressing the elf against the bath's edge.

[11:54] Queen Jormungandr choked out her response, no longer able to muster the breath to scream out loud. "Im...possible... my guards... were... outside..." Had they been killed? Captured? All the high-ranking elves were beautiful females like her, she shuddered to imagine what might be happening to her royal guard right now amongst the filthy human men of this kingdom. As if she hadn't been paying close enough attention before, Areala froze up and suddenly stared in horror when her mind put together the horrific pieces and realised what the human queen's intent was. With her ankle now resting on Midel's shoulder and those fat, heavy nuts pressing firmly against her juicy, bald sex the elven queen gawped and quaked, "N-no... not me. Not that. Anything but that." She'd thought Midel was proposing to wed one of her daughters, or something of the like, but her?! This couldn't be happening

[12:05] Queen Midel let out a snicker as the queen spoke of her guards, a simple roll of the eyes to show for what happened of them. "Elves are such wonderful things. Coming to my lands, bringing such a nice, fertile bounty to carry human children with. It's almost like you were purposefully giving us the gift of your wombs." She claimed, dragging her hot balls crossed her folds, letting them taste the fertile load they were made to take. She her hips back to press the broad tip of her cock against the tightness of her elven cunt. "I'm so happy you saved he most royal for me. It would be a shame to let anyone but a fellow queen ever get to raise a child in this perfect body of yours. I'm too excited to wait, I want to put my children in it right now!" She gave a sudden thrust that stretched her entrance wide around the tip of her human length, inching her way into the silken passage, taking the time and indulging in every detail of her royal pussy.

[12:17] Queen Jormungandr had difficulty moving in this position, with one leg pressed high into the air and the water almost up to her neck as she slid back against the marble tiles as if that would somehow help her escape. "You cant! Don't even talk about putting your dirty children inside of my... our bodies!" the queen was completely shocked and appaled, but her sex was engorged and oozing into the hot water, grinding slime into the wrinkles of the human's fat churning balls - though the information is long lost to time, all elves are descendants of the ancient dragon's breeding stock: Born to be raped and impregnated whether she liked it or not. "This is your last chance, cur," she insulted the human queen when she felt the thick head of the shemale's arousal press firmly against the gates of her core in a lewd kiss, "Stop this right now or- ghhaahH!" she gave out a loud, throaty gasp when she felt her shamefully slick womanhood suddenly open up around the girthy, hot battering ram of the human's massive cock, the elf twitching in shock

[12:29] Queen Midel tightened her hold on the Queen's legs, keeping her well in place until she felt the press of her cervix against the head of her cock keeping her from sinking the full length into the elven pussy. She groaned in frustration, pressing the length forward until the hole to the royal womb dimpled inward, but didn't let her cock in so easily. She drew herself back and started the real assault upon her, making quick gyrations in the water that sent a splash up between them with every collision that occurred, their we bodies slapping together as even through the waters it could almost be scented the heavy scent of breeding as the human demanded the surrender of the elven womb. "You're gonna be mine. Your perfect little elf body born to carry strong human children. Can you feel how easy it is for your pussy to just open up for your queen? I bet you secretly love your queens big cock slamming into your weak elf womb. You're going to carry as many children as I demand, as many as your body can even make. I'm taking you as my own!" She exclaimed, her grip on the golden hair tightening and lifting her head back, pressing her face against the bath's edge as she was railed into it.

[12:34] Queen Jormungandr mewled and shuddered when she felt that thick breeding tool jab up against her cervix, unable to see just how deep the human queen's cock was inside of her body - gods, she was already hitting her cervix and yet there were still further inches to come?! Her lower belly was cramping with the effort of keeping that hard cock at bay, her mind unwilling to budge even an inch despite the fact that her body was honed by the forces of nature to be the perfect breeder for any and all creatures whose rapist lusts encountered her. Though she was screaming out in protest, her tight and soaking wet cunny gripped and suckled on the length of human shaft embedded firmly in her sex, nursing it as if it were trying to milk the seed from those hefty balls. "Y-you are not... Aaahh~! Not... m-my queen!" she protested weakly, moaning out in-between deep thrusts

[12:44] Queen Midel buried he cock deep within the elven cunt and held her tight against the wall as a hand reared itself back and slammed down crossed the mounds of the perfectly pristine ass, marking it with the red stain of a hand print crossed both cheeks. She pulled back again and slapped that hind with a repeated, punishing collisions that kicked up beads of water crossed her wet hind. "No! I am your queen, how dare you say otherwise!" She screeched, taking a firm handful of the punished rump and yanking it to bounce her on the invading length that met each pull with a thrust that brought her sinking all the way back up to her womb where the broad head punched her cervix in an aggressive kiss of demand. "You're a whore elf that only deserves my children because of your position. If you weren't a queen, you would never be good enough to take my cock like a real noble. The pointed ears aren't made to lead, they're made to bend over!"

[12:48] Queen Jormungandr squealed as she was lifted out of the water by those thrusts just enough to expose her glistening wet, perfectly rounded heart-shaped ass cheeks. The perfect hind end that any woman would dream of, and now it was being spanked to punish the queen like a child for her insolence. "Y... you're wrong..." she mewled between gasps, groans and winces of pain in retort to everything the human was saying as she was plowed against the marble tiles, now laying on her back on the water's edge with one leg held high in the air by the shemale raping her sex. Her cervix quivered and flexed as that onslaught gradually weakened it, and as the shemale's hard cock mashed against the barrier to her womb it slowly began to open up as if returning a french kiss, the super soft velvet sleeve of the elf's womb just beyond

[12:59] Queen Midel could feel the opening cervix with each thrust, only working to make her thrust harder against it to feel the sanctity of her womb around the huge cock. "I'm your queen, I'm never wrong. Watch you give your womb to me like a helpless slut and take all my children. Can you not feel how your cunt nurtures me? It strokes me like it loves my cock more than anything in the world!" She drew her hips back once more and delivered a hardened slam that allowed near the entire head of her length to shove its way through, the first presence of her breeding chamber met with a sudden gush of pre that decorated her royal sanctum in its heated virility. Another thrust was met and in this the tight ring of her womb's gates were breached, a victory over the resistance of her body being achieved as their hips finally locked together in a tight hold that had the queenly cock pressing its head against the back of the elven womb, the leaking pre readying its walls to accept the human seed with the hefty balls pressed firmly against her ass, welling with the need of release, to breed and impregnate with all the strong sperm cells that it could provide.

[13:04] Queen Jormungandr couldn't help but let out a scream when her cervix finally opened up completely around the girthiest point of the shemale's cock, surrendering her most sanctified and precious temple of fertility just like that to the filthy, encroaching malehood of the queen. If Areala were so superior to the shorter human, how could this possibly be happening? The entire situation was like a brick blow to the side of her head, her immense ego shattered in moments by the unique feeling of her traitorous cervix and vagina stroking, sucking, practically milking that hard breeding pole for all it was worth inside of her, afraid of what might come any moment now with that thick glans stirring up her uterus and tickling the back wall of her soft womb. Those velvet walls would feel like the gentle, caressing fingers of a lover dancing upon the sensitive head of Midel's penis, making love to and surrendering itself entirely to her despite the elf's vocal protests

[13:16] Queen Midel stirred the elven insides with the tip of her cock, grinding against her fertile walls as the heavy sack below pulled tight to the base of the massive breeder tool. The queen's hands shot up and took a hold of the elf's, shoulders, keeping her firmly locked in place against the invading pole as orgasm welled inside. "Here it comes, get pregnant with my strong human seed. Let me have your elven eggs, you don't need them anymore, not when you're my breeder!" She claimed in a half-laugh, half-demand. The first hot spurt of seed filled the small space of the elven womb, each blast after that only working to pump more and more of the desperate swimmers into the fertile womb. Billions upon trillions of sperm flooded her in every crevice and tube they were offered, the cells as strong as their she-cocked mother as they sought out the innocence of their new elven mother's eggs. "Can you feel that? All those little princes and princesses inside your womb? All your children there, trying to force their way into being born? They're all desperate for your womb, they all want life inside you. Give it to them. Breed me my heirs like a good breeder slut!"

[13:22] Queen Jormungandr could do nothing but twitch and shudder when the queen held her down, keeping her rooted firmly in one place as if she were somehow able to escape, then began to pour her warmth into Areala's body. Her eyes widened and her mouth hang agape with not a sound escaping her lips, utterly unable to wrap her mind around the situation. She couldn't believe it; she could actually feel the glowing heat of the queen's seed flowing into her body and dirtying the purity of her feminine temple with that filthy cum. The first shot was enough to fill the tiny space her uterus offered, so every single subsequent blast of liquid virility that followed bloated out her belly and forced semen directly down her fallopian tubes to bathe her ovaries directly. Within seconds her innocent and pure elven eggs were flooded by hundreds of millions of sperm cells and brutally gangraped, thousands pressing themselves into her vulnerable eggs and fusing Midel's genetics with her own.

It had only been six seconds since Midel's climax began, and already Queen Jormungandr was pregnant with triplets.

[13:34] Queen Midel held herself rooted into the elven hole, plugging it with the mass of her human cock as she let the womb fill with the remainder of the thick seed, her balls emptying their contents with one last powerful blast of cum that pushed the limit of their connection, letting hot spurt of seed escape from around the girthy cock to land in the bath below them. "There, nice and full of your queen's seed." She said, hands rubbing crossed the belly, distended with the volume of fertile punk, still trapped inside by the form of her queenly cock that never seemed to lose its stiffness, even after unleashing such a large load inside the pure elven beauty, cursing her to birth half elfs in the name of her rapist. "You're finally serving your purpose, you must be so proud of how much cum you could actually take inside that little womb of yours. You're going to need all that room for the amount of royal children you'll be pressing out." She pulled herself free from the depths of the elven pussy, leaning herself up to lay her cum covered rod crossed the queen's face. "Clean my cock, and suck upon the royal testicles, lap at them with your tongue like the dog you are. Say thank you for the healthy sperm they've gifted you."