>Elf thighs caked with gutter runner semen when?
>Vicious ratmen pinning down crying elves and stripping their undergarments before slamming dripping skaven members inside in one thrust
>Heavy fur covered balls slapping faster and faster against elf thighs as the rat grows closer to climaxing inside his victim.
>Thick ropes of skaven cum splattering over the weeping elf's face and ears, dripping in fat globs down onto her bared chest and the cold cobblestones of the alleyway.
>Filthy rat spunk in her hungry elf womb.

>Clanrat watches the elf fighting through the city from the rooftops, hiding behind chimney stacks and sticking to shadows
>Starts stroking himself as she takes a few glancing blows
>The more weary an injured she becomes, the faster he pleasures his twitching member
>She pauses for a moment, his hand is a blur
>Drinks down the potion, the one he left for her right out in the open
>As she complains about the taste he explodes, thick ropes of seed splattering the tiles in front of him, some of it even clearing the edge of the roof and marking the street below

>not wanting steamy strong skaven on weak girly boy skaven action. what are you? some kind of homo?

>Talk about how a Stormvermin fucking a clanrat pulls out at the very last minute and unloads his hot, sticky ratcum all over the whimpering clanrat's abused, twitching hole, caking the submissive vermin's hairy rear and thighs with stinking seed.
>the clanrats try to establish dominance by trying to hold one another down and violate each other, the smaller and weaker rats being raped repeatedly by different males until their bodies can't hold in the sheer volume of hot seed and it begins to drip from their sore bodies, marking the insides of their thighs with glistening trails of ratcum, signalling to yet more males that they are fit only to be used and bred for the amusement and pleasure of their betters

>You'll never be the clanrat that manages to claw his way to the top of the pack, putting the other weaklings in their place and taking what you want from them whenever you feel the urge
>You'll never be cornered by a group of horny stormvermin who have heard about you and want to show you what true domination is
>You'll never be forced to take three stormvermin cocks in you rear at once
>Never feel them all cum one after the other, the heat filling your bruised body as they climax, biting down on your neck and back
>Never be so worn out by the abuse that you can do nothing but lie there as the clanrats you once lorded over find you, the furry mass descending on you with erect, dripping cocks and gleeful looks in their eyes as they plunge into you gaping asshole and jam their stinking flesh down your whimpering throat, barely muffling the desperate moans of forced pleasure that their frantic thrusts draw from you
>You'll never think that it's over, the last Stormvermin pulling his softening cock from you with a wet schlorp, followed by several skaven loads that start to leak out of you and coat your thighs with a sickly warmth
>You'll never attempt to crawl away from your rapists, who watch your pained movement with amused, tired eyes as you leave a trail of their semen behind you
>You'll never make it only a few feet before a rattling gunner grabs you by the scruff of your neck, his powerful arms easily lifting you off the ground and holding you still as he slams his twitching length into you, bottoming out on the first stroke in your well used, cum lubed hole
>You'll never be restrained and at his mercy, his violent thrust making your sensitive rear ache as he speeds up, already the heat of his cum starting to spill into you and make you hope that at least the assault will be over quickly
>You'll never realise how wrong you were when he just keeps pounding, his throbbing cock spilling seed into you constantly as your own shaft starts to grow hard, the Stormvermin still watching the whole lewd display clearly laughing at you growing aroused by being raped
>You'll never orgasm in front of them, your pathetic seed splattering over the ground in front of you before the gunner reaches for your spasming shaft, pulling it upright so that it costs your own chest and face, the heat adding to the burning embarrassment you feel in your cheeks
>You'll never be reduced to a quivering, squirming mess as the ratling gunner doesn't let up, his hand working your oversensitive shaft to the point that it begins to feel painful as he keeps on lifting your body with his other arm, all the while spurting semen into your abused hole
>You'll never be so distracted by the overstimulation of your softening cock that you don't spot the Gutter Runner walking straight towards you, his own length swinging freely in the air and growing harder with each step towards you
>You'll never cry out in shock as the assassin grabs your dangling legs, hefting them over his shoulders as he positions himself, the Stormvermin both laughing uproariously at your predicament and some clearly starting to grow aroused again, their flaccid shafts starting to twitch and grow in time with their heartbeats
>You'll never be struggling with all the strength left in you as you try to avoid what's to come, all but powerless to stop the runner from pressing against the still cumming Gunner's ratdick and slowly, ever so slowly, begin to press his way into you
>You'll never watch the expression on the Runner's face as he savours his entry into your overstretched hole, the mess of semen giving ample lubrication for him to drive into you and yet he takes his time, clearly enjoying every squeak and whimper the feeling of being so overstuffed forces out of you
>You'll never feel the Gutter Runner finally hilt himself in you, allowing himself a moment of pause before he drags his length back out, the shaft already absolutely caked in ratcum from both the Stormvermin before as well as the still orgasming Gunner
>You'll never try to brace yourself before he hammers home, his hips quickly taking on a blistering pace as he fucks you mercilessly, his dick sliding up against the Ratling Gunner's in such a way that you feel the rat behind you start to shudder
>You'll never groan as the Gunner's hand stops stroking your shaft and instead starts gripping tightly, the pain of overstimulation beginning to turn back into an almost pleasurable experience and willing your sore cock back into life
>You'll never moan weakly as the two larger rats rape you, the Runner driving himself home faster and faster as the Gunner bites down on your shoulder, his hand once again starting to feverishly masturbate you, forcing the pleasure onto you against your will
>You'll never cry out as you cum at exactly the same time as the Gutter Runner, feeling his semen spray inside your stuffed rear as your length sprays its own meager load once again onto your chest, the lack of strength behind your orgasm drawing laughter from all the rats watching you
>You'll never feel the Assassin drag his wilting penis from you, hearing the splatter of numerous loads of rat semen coat the floor, your gaping rear no longer able to keep the sheer volume of cum inside you
>You'll never be dropped to the floor by the Gunner, forced to lie in the ratcum and feel it matt your fur as he grabs your head, holding it in position as his cock continues to unload all over your face and neck, the thick globules of off-white spunk staining your fur and dripping down to your chest
>You'll never be left there once more, trying to summon the will to move your limbs and continue your escape as the Stormvermin begin to rouse once more, several of the larger rats already recovered from your last session and approaching you with their hard shafts twitching, some of them already leaking precum onto the ground
>You'll never pass out as multiple Stormvermin gangrape you, forcing you to cum on yourself and stuffing your rear with two or three cocks at once, your last thoughts before you slip away into unconsciousness being how good it's starting to feel as a worthless Skaven cumdump

>Story about a twinky young grey seer basically becoming the fuckboy fucktoy of a skaven clan and personal plaything of the warlord when?
>young grey seer that gets captured and sexually abused, your cute little horns used as handles for rape
>tfw stormvermin will never piss on you and make you their slave
>tfw you'll never be forced to rim their musky and swampy anus after a hard day of fighting
>Musky, swampy, sweaty storm vermin buttpussy
>tfw he'll never force you to suck his cock for a small nugget of warpstone
>tfw you'll never go to sleep full of piss and spunk with your fear musk sacks broken from over usage and in a pool of your own weaker urine and cum

>I want a small army of them under my control so I can sexually dominate them one by one, until my dick turned bloody and raw, and then after a victory i'd let my personal guard of Storm Vermin take me from every fucking hole.

>I just want to capture some weak little Clanrat fuckboy, tie his wrists up in the cellar and force him to cum in my mouth over and over. Is that so much to ask?
>tfw you will never bend a skaven over in front of you, rubbing his buttcheeks, then spreading them with one hand, lubricating the index finger of your other hand with your saliva, before slowly rubbing his tight tailhole to try and loosen him up slightly
>Abusing skaven by wrapping their tail too tightly around their dicks while you fuck them raw when?
>tfw you will never punish the poor skaven by tying him down on his back by his wrists and ankles, spreadeagled, and stroking his cock to bring him to the edge over and over but never actually letting him cum, listening to all of his grunts and whines before he literally starts begging you to make him cum his sticky rat-seed all over his tummy and chest
>you'll also never give him a huge dose of warpdust and then tie him by his wrists to a rafter in the skavenslaves' common area, so that his body is just left dangling as the mass of horny rats take him two or three at a time, his small body stretched to its limit by the multiple entries. Of course, he wouldn't actually care because the warpdust high would leave him constantly, unbearably horny, his stiff little shaft spewing ratcum out with every thrust into his rear as the slaves use him over and over, leaving him in a nigh-constant state of orgasm
>I wonder if he'd be able to outlast them all and wind up just hanging there, cum dripping down the insides of his legs and tail. His cock would be so hard and leaking precum onto the filthy ground but he'd be left with no way to relieve himself, in the end just humping pitifully against the air as he squeaks with desperation