WoW Lewd-ventures: The Burning Hole Crusade

	What sparse light there is in the room filters through, making each speck of dust far clearer than you'd like. You are Daryn Blackspear, the most gifted child of your family, and an apprentice currently on an escapade with your teacher. She's...unconventional if you can say much about her, she stands tall for an undead and clearly takes care of herself unlike the trash you've seen in the streets, but that's not what drew you to Mistress Natalia. You've heard of her experiments, ones far too dark or dangerous for others, her laboratory constantly accepting and losing apprentices, someone as dangerous as her clearly has to be onto something if the weak masses can't handle her. As soon as you had graduated you had requested her as your teacher, you had been asked to reconsider but you knew better, those same mocking faces twisted into faux-worry at your goals. You'd show them just what the local 'girlyboy' could do.
	"Daryn dear, are you listening? We're almost there and I don't want you upsetting anyone, this could be what I've been looking for!" Natalia had stopped in her tracks and twirled around, wagging a finger at you as her quick motion echoes across her chest still. As you said, for an undead she takes excellent care of herself, her chest size quite impressive for almost any race. She had even once boasted of winning a wet bikini contest against a few Tauren, info which had given you more questions than answers.
	"I wouldn't dream of it, Teacher." You take a deep bow before her, and you feel your shorts ride up on you. The strangest thing about her is she demanded you keep a...'uniform' of her choosing, and she had of course chosen tight shorts that always hug your behind along with a loose-fitting blouse. It reminds you a bit of home, ironically for all the harassment you had for your looks, but it's still home.
	"Good, good..." She's about to say something more before she turns back around, this time giving you a view of her ample bottom. "Lets not wait any longer." Natalia leads you deeper into the dust-coated passageway, each step kicking up dirt long left behind. In the distance you can spy torches still burning, Natalia leading you towards the only proof of civilized life in almost an hour. The oncoming light admittedly does a beautiful job of revealing her, the light shining off her navy blue hair she keeps in a pixie cut. And even from behind you can see the light illuminating her pale skin, especially her mid-riff. Even as an alchemist she chooses to wear tight leather gear, numerous bottles and small recipe books kept on her sash and bandoleer. The contrast between her professional soldier-of-fortune look and your own casual feminine wear is always amusing to outsiders, and admittedly fills you with some embarrassment.
	"Look sharp Daryn, we're here." You're snapped out of your thoughts as you hear rapid knocking, Natalia running her knuckles across a large oaken door. The door obviously being used frequently being the only surface not coated in a film of dust, and behind it you can make out hurried footsteps. The loud clanking of metal echoes through the passageway as numerous, and no doubt heavy, latches are undone, until finally the door swings open. A small red-cloaked figure standing before you and your teacher. "H-hey Nat, h-hows it hangin'?"
	"Ooh! You're as cute as ever!" Your teacher, 'Nat' apparently, lets out a small squeal before grabbing and hugging the short figure, pulling back the cloak's hood and revealing a heavily blushing goblin.
	"P-please not in front of the...A-PRENT-ICE." The goblin tries and fails horribly to whisper to Natalia as she's smothered in marshmallow hell. The sight of this all bringing a smirk to your face, and maybe a hint of jealousy.
	Your usually distant but sweet teacher lets out a sigh before dropping the bright red goblin back onto the ground. "Oh well I suppose...Daryn this is my good friend, Penelope. You are to treat her as you would me, are we clear?" Natalia trying to take a harsh tone and act serious, but a pout still clear on her face.
	"I wouldn't dream of it Mistress Natalia, it's a pleasure to meet you Mistress Penelope." Your shorts are still riding too high for your liking, so you opt for a nod instead of another bow. Apparently choosing to call Penelope 'mistress' as well wasn't the best decision for calming that bundle of nerves, her skin continuing to take on the hue of her clothing.
	Penelope continues to stand there, bright red, until Natalia opts to speak for her, "So you have the ritual room ready, right Penny?" Natalia's soft tone eases Penelope out of her embarrassed stupor, her cheeks cooling down to a more natural shade of green.
	"Y-yes, it should be this way, please follow me. Oh and don't touch any books!...I haven't been reading them but they're stacked pretty high and p-paper cuts hurt..." For a goblin Penelope takes large steps, hurrying through a maze of scrolls, parchment, and tomes shes kept in her home. Every step seems to make you bump up against a tower of scrawled upon paper, filling you with anxiety as the entire room seems to shake, and always earning you a glare from the diminutive warlock.
	Thankfully the winding road comes to an end, leading your group up to an iron door, sealed tight with not only chains but wards pasted across it. Penelope grabs a long rod that's leaned up against the wall, and uses it to unlatch the iron door, the door swinging open by itself and inviting you into its dark recesses. "W-wait here just a moment, the torches must have died..." Your green guide disappears into the maw of darkness, and all goes silent for a few moments. Then loud banging and a cry of pain can be heard, making you and your teacher tense, ready for something to leap from the darkness. "I-I'm ok, j-just forgot about the table in here..."
	Just before you can speak your worries to Natalia, a loud gust of wind blows past you, sending nearby parchments into the air, as the once pitch-black room is filled with light. Numerous torches hand from the walls, and poles topped with candles are place throughout the room, illuminating the scribbling that runs across the walls. The seemingly mad penmanship culminates into a giant seal sketched across the ground, a pentagram stretching from each end of the room. "Watch from here Daryn, make sure to write down everything that happens." Natalia leading you to a raised platform, most likely meant for observation, before leaving you in a seat and travelling down some steps to meet Penelope.
	As vast as the room is, even the crackling of fire from the nearby torches drowns out the conversation Penelope and Natalia seem to be having. The goblin waving her hands frantically in the air as Natalia leans upon a wall and watches her antics, her own mouth opening for short responses to the over-stimulated warlock. Penelope has good reason to be freaking out, it looks like Natalia finally broke the news to her about what the both of you are here for, liquid fel essence. Natalia had most likely told her she just needed some random 'ingredients' from a few monsters, and had failed to mention just what it was she exactly needed. Finally the goblins appears to relax, your teacher's calm state rubbing off on her. You reach inside of your travel sack and pull out some parchment you brought along, you prepare to take notes as Penelope's hands course with arcane energy.
	Natalia backs up and seats herself on a free table nearby as Penelope pulses with magic, a flash of purple light illuminates the room before it pours from her hands and into the floor. It runs across the floor, spreading as though it were flames before congealing across the ritual ley lines. As the magical flame spreads it starts to take on a green hue, fel magic now engulfing the room along the lines set up by Penelope, the scrawlings space throughout the room seem to come to life with the green fire. The lettering starting to flow with the same green fire that courses throughout the room. It's an amazing sight to say the least, the corrupt magic contained to an intricate spiderweb of lines, even from the observation platform you can feel those flames, any closer and you might break out in a sweat. It's moments like these when you know you chose right in following Natalia as her disciple, moments where you witness incredible powers that those fools back home could only dream of.
	Still something doesn't feel right, a corner of the room seemingly can't be penetrated by the fel energies, still only lighted by the nearby torches that bear a mundane flame. Your eyes scan the room, you can feel doubts begin to form towards Penelope's abilities. As your eyes drift along the ley lines you spot it, a scuff on the floor disrupting whatever substance Penelope used, cutting off the fel magic's route and making sparks of it leap about. The scuff leading to the leg of the table your mistress is seated upon, the same leg that corrupted magic is now starting to run up. An iron weight settles in your stomach as you leap from your chair. "Mistress, get away from the table!"
	Your voice is easily scuffed out over the crackling of the fel-flames, now growing more and more fervent. Natalia seems to hear you for just a second, but only looks at you and gives a seductive wave and a smirk, clueless still of the fire slowly engulfing her position. The slow climb of fire stops for a second before jumping upwards, the table turning into a mass of flame and tears the image of your teacher from you. Even from where you are, you can make out Penelope's scream of fright as she turns around and runs up the stairs. "O-OKAY KEEP CA-CALM! J-JUST DISTRACT HER F-FOR ME WHILE I FIX THINGS!" The goblin screams by you as she bounds up the steps and you hear the iron door slam shut behind you, its chains magically binding the door shut. Distract her? Who!? Your teacher's up in flames!!
	Hurrying down the steps you get closer to the open fire that was once a table, your skin picking up the heat and beginning to gather a sheen of sweat. Just as you come to the final step you notice something, the flame's slowly dying down, revealing the legs of the table which aren't even charred. You freeze as the fire continues to rescind, focusing into a flaming humanoid shape where Natalia was seated, the fire now slowly revealing her body once again. The fel-fire travelling up her leg and revealing her pale skin once again, the flames on her hands do so as well, and soon you can make out her arms and legs but they don't look quite the same. While Natalia wasn't thin or even fat, she had what you could describe as a "normal" body, but now you could see taut muscle underneath her skin, as though she had picked up lifting without your knowing. Soon you could see all of her arms and legs, the flames still consuming her inner body before splitting into two fires, one focusing at her crotch and another heading upwards. Needless to say her clothing was gone so you were treated to the sight of her white cream skin with the added bonus of firm muscles, but as you watched her body exit the flames you noticed parts of her widening. While you had described her chest as impressive at one point, her breasts had seemed to grow out even further, and her ample hips were now even wider. Eventually it got the point where her body was on display to you, the obscuring green blaze now only engulfing her head and front of her crotch. A sharper crackling sounded out as at both the flames dissipated, leaving two sights that both caused your heart to plummet.
	Natalia, your teacher and ward, stared down back at you, her eyes glowing a green as though that corrupt fire still burned within her, the smirk from before still on her face as well, and two large horns pierced the air above her head. And down below, where at one point Natalia's clothing hug tight, there was a giant obsidian-black cock. The largest you had ever seen, even dwarfing ones you had seen in Tauren pornos. The massive shaft hung lazily from her crotch, its slit glowing green as small splashes of fel-essence dripped from it and scorched the floor. It was utterly intimidating, to the point that you hadn't even noticed her new ballsack, it blending in with the black of her cock and just so utterly large she had to spread her legs with the position she was sitting in. It looked more like a coiled up sleeping bag than something that should be attached to someone's crotch. "Aah, like what you see my little elfy-welfy~?"
	"M-mistress Natalia, I uhm..." You can feel your tongue coiling up as you choke down whatever your scrambled mind was trying to say, your teacher-turned-sex-goddess rising from the table, the movement making her breasts and lower package shake. While your vocabulary turns into something consisting of a mother's pasta, she comes closer, the height difference you two shared almost multiplied by her new body. You're face to face with her rack until she kneels down, bringing her face to yours and capturing your lips in a kiss. A week ago you would have said an undead's mouth would feel like ice, but as Natalia's tongue worms into your mouth you can feel an incredible heat flowing in after her invasive organ. That warmth travels from your mouth, down your throat, and into your core, you can feel your body light up from it and let out a muffled moan, Natalia's tongue still wrestling with your own.
	All too soon she breaks the kiss and pulls back, her tongue runs along her lips as though she's savoring your taste, and you can see mirth in her heavily-lidded eyes. "I've been far too harsh on you lately, my student. I feel as though it's time for us to...'bond' a bit more. Would you like that little boy...or should I say girl?" She speaks to you in a husky, lust-laden, voice as she pulls you closer up to her, the feeling of her skin warming up your body, one of her hands reaching down to squeeze your rear.
	You're tempted to give in, the constant sense of warmth and belonging melting down your resistance, but a part of you knows it's just the corruption using your teacher as a mouthpiece. "N-No! I refuse to be corrupted!" You give her a shove and try to worm out of her grasp, pushing with all your strength up against her chest. But you don't move a single inch, and instead Natalia gives you a disappointed look, as though you let her down in every aspect as her student.
	She easily overpowers you and brings you closer, pushing your smaller body up against hers and she leans in closer to your head, putting her mouth up against your ear she whispers to you, "Are you sure you student? I can feel this power within me, flowing through my veins and making me feel alive again, don't you want this yourself? To hold this magnificent power in your own hands? You just have to let me...'give it' to you~."
	What she says echoes in your mind, it's true that corruption is consuming but...what if Natalia is truly in control? Would you be willing to not only disappoint your teacher but to also give up this chance of power? Your mind is assailed of images of yourself in the future, easily controlling green flames at your fingertips. Those who once mocked you now reverent before your sight as you stand before them, your teacher at your side congratulating you as you finally reach your potential. Your reservations quickly crumbling away as you treat your minds eyes to these fantasies. "Oooh, you're so cute when you're deep in thought!" A finger flicks against the tip of one of your ears, shaking you out of your thoughts and once again face to face with Natalia.
	"T-teacher, I-I accept your gracious offer...how do we begin?" Her face instantly lights up with your words, and she hugs you even tighter to her chest as she twirls on the spot, before dropping you once more onto the ground. Making you land face to face with her package, it having coated itself in a sheen of sweat thanks to the ritual room's rising heat. You feel an encouraging hand inch your head closer to her sack, and you can feel your face growing beet red and locking up. Silence hangs in the air, you're stunned with what your teacher would have you do, but her hand leaves your head and you relax, not having to push back against her. As you ease your shoulders down you don't see both of her hands snake down back behind your head and shove you forward, rubbing your face up against her pendulous orbs.
	You instantly get a taste of her balls in your mouth, the salty sweat rivulets dripping into your maw as Natalia holds you up against her. So close you can finally smell her musk, a fragrant over-powering stench; combined with the heat of her flesh it makes you feel like you put your face above a bonfire, her musk being the smoke and her package being the flame. One of your mentor's hands pets your hair as the other holds you firm up against her, making sure her overbearing musk sticks to you, marking you as hers. Your sight is pitch-black, not from lack of light but from Natalia's humongous balls blocking everything else from vision, but even then you can feel the motion as she lowers her sack down. She starts forcefully nestling your face into the crook between her ballsack and cock, the giant length resting on top of your head. A shiver runs along your body every now and then, as a drop from that fel-cock drips down your back, before pooling in between your cheeks, caught up in the fabric of your shorts. If it weren't for the musk intoxicating you, you would have tried to struggle out of her grip long ago, but with that added primal smell you slowly find yourself content to just sit there and let Natalia rub herself all over your face.
	The hand that was just holding you down into your teacher's crotch jerks you back suddenly before pulling you up, face to face to the now over-sexualized undead alchemist. "You are such a messy eater Daryn! Now I'm going to have to clean you all up~." You try to respond to her teasing but before you can babble out a response  she pulls you closer and licks one of your cheeks, still dripping in her sweat, from bottom to top. "Hm~, who knew blood elves could taste so good? I wanna see how a certain...'cherry' tastes now." Natalia lets out a coo into your ear, and you quickly catch her meaning, especially when she spins you upside down, giving you vertigo along with a face to face with her cock's head. Your weight shifts once more as Nat leans back, a tear sounding at as one of her claw-like fingers tears a hole through your shorts, and you shiver at the relatively cooler air pouring in through the gap, reminding you of all the greenish pre soaking you down there.
	A shlurp sounds out in the room and you let out a moan, as Natalia runs her tongue between your cheeks, her broad tongue hitching on your anal ring before she pulls back. She goes back in for another lap of your ass, but as she reaches your ring this time and you let out a moan she twitches her hips forward, making her cockhead give you an open mouth kiss. Directly tasting her pre gives you a brand new sensation of pleasure, your tastebuds lighting up as you nurse on her cock, trying to coax more pre from her slit. Natalia gives a hum of enjoyment as she starts twirling her tongue between your cheeks, the feeling of her hum echoing through your body and spurring on your sucking. Every now and then you manage to suckle out another spurt of her pre, and you swear you can see her giant sack twitch in tune with your own, which is caused by Natalia pressing up against your ring.  You desperately want to try and swallow her head, to try and bring more of that delicious pre inside of you, but the head is far too wide for you to even begin trying. Nat is having a far easier time on her end, her tongue worming its way inside of you and bringing you shocks of pleasure for almost every centimeter she makes inside.
	Natalia gives a particularly stronger jab and you can feel her lips on your cheeks, your own teacher effectively kissing your anus as she tongue-fucks you. The whole sensation makes you shiver in pleasure as you can feel her tongue groping at your prostate, your own pre beginning to drip and leak down Natalia's cleavage. But just like that it's over, Natalia pulls her face back, lewdly licking her own lips and making sure you can hear it. You let out a small grown of protest as she flips you back up once again, your stomach upset at losing its source of pre and having to reorient itself. "Now, you've been a good little boy Daryn," your blush growing even redder as Natalia pats you on the head and praises you, "But now it's time for you to be a good little girl~." At the end of her sentence, you feel something smack up below you, glancing down you can see her length hardening, veins that you somehow missed along her length growing more prevalent.
	"B-but Mistress Natalia, y-you couldn't even fit in my mouth!" You manage to voice your worries to her, even as your body shivers in anticipation. It's safe to say you've grown familiar, maybe even addicted, to the taste of her flesh.
	"Ssshhhh, young one," she responds by pulling you into a deep hug, her length also slapping up and now hotdogging your cheeks in its own perverse hug, "Just trust your dear teacher." You return her hug, whether its to prepare yourself or to show her you're ready, you can't quite tell yourself. But you can feel one of her hands roaming down between your cheeks, its fingers reaching into your ring and spreading you wide as Natalia shifts her seat on the table, lining up her head with your wide-open hole. In a surprise, Natalia leans her head down and kisses you, making you relax into her arms and turn into putty in her hands. And then you instantly lock back up, too late I might add, as Natalia thrusts her hips up, lifting you slightly but more importantly slamming her wide head into your hole. You can't even let out a noise as she continues to make out with you, occupying your mouth as her cock battles to occupy your hole, a fight you're rapidly losing as you begin to stretch around her length. Her fingers leave your hole and lets her girth do most of the heavy lifting, her hand instead settling on your hip and pushing you down onto her, making the pressure between your cheeks grow.
	Just as you feel as though you're about to break a loud "SHLORP" is heard, as her cock slips into your ring, your anus clenching tightly behind her head. Natalia finally breaks the kiss and looks down at you, and all you can do is flop into her chest, nestling your head between her giant marshmallows and panting heavily. It feels as though your ring is on fire, the gigantic mass of flesh slowly making your anus stretch around it, even without that the obsidian-like skin of her cock is warming you up in places you never even noticed before. A clawed hand slides up and down your back, and you slowly begin to catch your breathe, as the distant pain of such a huge insertion fades away. Soon your breathing normalizes, and you begin to feel a bouncing sensation, Natalia slowly jerking more of her bitch-breaker inside of you, centimeter by agonizingly large centimeter. You tighten your grip around her waist as she continues making headway into you, the small jiggles of penetration turning into light thrusting as her pre continues to drip inside of you. Each drop making the place where it lands more receptive to her penetration but also making your nerves there flare in ecstasy. The rubbing along your back soon stops, as the remaining hand drifts down to your free hip and takes up a similar position to the other one, pressing you down harder onto that grotesquely large growth of a cock. Those centimeters of progress start ramping up, and soon she starts to feed inches into you, her shaft squeezing past your prostate and constantly making you twitch as you squirt your own pre onto Natalia. Soon enough barely a few inches remain and it feels as though your teacher has given you as much as you can take, a bulge of her cock having formed in your abdomen. Your expectations are shattered as her claws grip even tighter down on you, and she thrusts up, knocking her huge sack up against your rear as she manages to sink further into you. Each one of those final inches is thrusted into you, any complaints you have are muffled by her gigantic breasts as she feeds you her cock, wearing down your prostate early. Her grip tightens to the point you fear she may crush you as she thrusts in once more, slamming the last inch of her length into you, making you writhe in the throes of an early orgasm and making your taut ring rub snug up against her crotch.
	Your cock fires off sticky shots of cum, which is smeared up between you two, and you lose all sense for a few seconds, save for the feeling of being absolutely filled with a cock that might as well be stone and the scent of all-consuming musk. As you twitch on her length you don't feel Natalia getting up and approaching a wall, or her hands as they move from your hips to your sides. You only realize what's going on when you feel her entire cock twist around inside you, her spinning you on her length to make you face the wall. The pressure of her twisting you around on her solid shaft makes you shiver, her continued punishment of your prostate making some pre leak out from you. "Now before we continue, I'd like to hear some words of encouragement from you girl. I mean you must be a girl after all, with how those wide hips of yours so eagerly took me inside." In tune with her words, Natalia runs her claws down your sides and back onto your hips, squeezing the soft flesh of your hips in between her fingers. "I know what they called you...'girlyboy', how you're so hung up on some playground bullies. And they're right, you are such a girlyboy, you were so eager for my cock, it was adorable." A light thrust comes from Natalia, shaking up your insides and your brain. "But it isn't bad being such a slut for cocks, for my cock. You've smelt it and tasted it haven't you? That delicious fel-pre, I can give you so much more, make you into a perfect being for me. I just need you to give me...'permission' again, just tell me who's your owner you cock-craving femboy~."
	There's an indignant rage in the back of your mind, a rage that seems so distant as your teacher's cock throbs inside of you, leaking and warming you from your core. "I-uhm-hrk!!" right as you try to give an answer, refute everything she's saying you feel her bounce up against you, her glorious balls slapping against your cheeks as her cock pokes deeper into you slightly, squishing your rear against her. You can swear you feel her pre leaking into your head, tainting every thought of yours, images of power and revenge being altered. Instead of people kneeling before you, you kneel before glorious cock, your ministrations making everyone your second, their pleasure being controlled by you. People begging for release as you tease their hard masses, their pre turning creamy-white as they're forced to hold back an orgasm. A shiver runs down your body, to you these are still your fantasies, just 'improved upon'. "You're my owner Mistress N-Natalia! P-Please m-mold me!"
	A hearty laugh echoes through the chamber, "Just remember. You asked for this!" And your vision explodes into colors, as Natalia's entire cock is pulled out from you, only one of her hands keeping you pushed up against the wall as another lines her cock back up for its return. The entire length slides back into you, any resistance having being removed thanks to how long you had been seated upon her girth. Her cock feels as though it's setting your insides ablaze just from how incredibly warm she is, her tip easily bumping up against the top of your chest, making it feel as though your heart is now her dick. And every thrust from her swings her gigantic sack back up to slap your ass, the soft flesh beating up against you and sending her sweat flying over the both of you. She started with large thrusts, bringing her entire length out of you and making your ring gape, feeling the flow of the air, before she slams back home, her dick turning into a missile with its accuracy. Soon however you feel her closer to you, squishing you up against the wall as she opts for thrusting her hips in and out of you, picking up even more speed when you thought she was already fast before. Each thrust making a messy noise as pre that leaks out of your begins to coalesce at the base of her shaft, slamming the escaped pre up against your ring, a lewd kissing noise beginning to ring out. And speaking of pre, the constant squirts from her not only make it throb harder, but the end of every thrust deposits some in a place it can't seem to escape, only when she presses against you after a particularly hard thrust is it squeeze from your body, other times just building up, making your flesh tingle at its corrupt presence inside of you.
	She alternates her thrusts, throwing in long ones or rapid short ones, the end result of every thrust leading to you squirming along her hard shaft, each thrust doing the same objective of pounding you into submission and punishing your prostate. It feels like every third thrust she manages to pull a new orgasm out of you, but the only liquid you can produce is strings of pre that hit the wall and then are rubbed into you as she slams her cock home. Your vision is simply a daze as she knocks your head back and forth with the strength of her thrusts, you're content to let your head rest up against the wall and be shaken back and forth, just going along with the ride as she stretches you into a cocksheathe for her usage only. A warm presence at the back of your neck makes you shiver and lock up along her cock, Natalia having reach over and started licking at you. She soon goes back to light rapid thrusts inside of you, making your legs being forced to hang wide apart to make room for her massive shaft, and she leans forward before sucking at the side of your neck, making a hickey form as she fucks you. Not that it's going to be needed with her coating you in her musk.
	Natalia's thrusting seems to hit a peak after her 'gift' to you, her thrusting hitting a furious peak as she slides her cock in and out of your hole. She eases back on squeezing you up against the wall, her pre now collecting up inside of you, starting to make an even larger bulge form along with the one from her cock. "G-gonna pump you fulla cum, y-you'll get pregnant for me won't you Daryn! Yeah, y-you'll be Daryn Blackspeared. I'll k-keep ya nice n' fed with my cu-cuuummmiinng!!" You had heard some people's cocks throb and seem to grow larger when they orgasm, Natalia just proved it to you. Her already shame-inducing cock thickening almost an entire inch around inside of you, and her sack slaps you hard enough to sting as it grows taut up against your rear. A horribly loud squelching is heard as Natalia's cum factories get to work, and you can feel the bulge inside of your cock as thick fel-essence is pumped up. So thick it feels as though it might get blocked at her cockslit before it's finally shot out inside of you, the thick cum settling into the pre that's already trapped inside your cum-gut. The first show was the slow one as you feel her cock bulge again, this time inside of feeling one blast, you feel a spray. Natalia's cock hosing down your insides with its sticky cum, every single drop coalescing into the pool of pre inside of you already. The overwhelming warmth of her cum makes your entire body sweat, as it feels like your belly is turning into an incubator for her cum, continuing to expand out with her injections of protein. After what feels like the fiftieth load, Natalia starts lightly thrusting inside of you, making every tiny bit of her cum spray, making every tiny bit land and group up with the others. You don't know how the cum hasn't managed to shoot out your mouth, but instead it seems content to continue to stretch out your belly, making you look absolutely filled with children and bringing a soft green glow to your stomach.
	A "SHLURRRP" sounds out in the room as Natalia's behemoth of a cock finally leaves you and you collapse into a pile on the ground. You stare at the ceiling, panting heavily over exhaustion and the incredible heat inside of you as Natalia circles around and roughly shoves her cock head up against your lips, dripping the last few drops of her cum onto your tongue. "Y-you did good Daryn, th-the best apprentice I've had yet!" Natalia's voice is weak and interrupted by her pants, but her praise fills you with pride nonetheless.
	"Don't worry, Penelope has the cure!!" A loud voice rings out in the room as you hear that damn iron door slam open. Without skipping a beat a bright white light feels your vision, almost searing your sight from being usable ever again. The lights gone by your vision remains blurry as you look around and see your teacher, back to her old self and looking deeply satisfied. Her clothing still gone however and you can spot some...changes shes had. Her breasts definitely remain a bit larger, the nipples puffy as well, and most importantly that obsidian black length is still present. Just...not as incredibly large.
	"Phew! Ya did good work Penelope! I mean lookit Daryn over here, he's filled with exactly what I need. Could'a done without the whole 'demonic metamorphasis', but I feel like me and my disciple are closer than ever." Your master quickly chatters along as though the previous events had hardly happened. Penelope tries her hardest to keep composure however, as Natalia's thick black cock swings back and forth with her words. "Ah hold on a second, can't let this go to waste!" Natalia saunters over to the table and rummages around in her travelsack, the only remains of what she had brought in here, before pulling out...an anal plug. "You always gotta 'cum' prepared," she lets out a chirp as she coolly walks back over to your prone form that's still gravid with liquid fel essence, "Now open wide girlyboy~." And she squeezes the entire thing into you, your ring almost actively holding onto the plug the second it entered.
	You can't do much more than groan at this point, for fear of you losing your lunch and demonic injection, your entire body feeling like it's made of mush. "Thanks again Penelope, I really owe you one." Your entire world shifting as you feel yourself lifted onto one of Natalia's shoulders.
	"B-but, Nat. You still g-got a...y'know?" The poor goblin's face has essentially turned into a tomato with her blushing, apparently being a shut-in making you incredibly weak in lewd situations.
	"It's fiiiine. What if I need more fel essence later? Even worse, what if Daryn 'Who-Sits-Upon-A' Blackspear needs it!?" You let out another groan in response to her teasing and her continuing up the steps in the ritual room, each step making your gut jiggle. Instead of getting furious like you used to, you can't help but blush for now, maybe once you get this out of your system you'll feel a bit better.