Warhammer smut

Cutemissar
>be young commisar
>you prefer to shoot soldiers only as a last resort and do not send troops to suicide attacks, so you are loved and respected.
>see squad of eldar xeno filth putting your guardsmans into mating press/Amazon position
>wat to do?
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>be c̶u̶t̶e̶ commisar
>this wretched xeno filth teleporting and slaps your ass in front of all
>your guardsmans, sisters of battle, space marines, inquisition, ecclisiarchy and god emperor
>wat do?
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>while you stand there petrified, the xeno witch continues to squeeze and kneed your cheeks
>"Lookin' like a double wide surprise, mon'keigh. Isha dayum."
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>ywn be young cute commissar
>ywn report the situation on the battlefield to Roboute Guilliman via video link
>ywn feel hand of some xeno warrior/witch on your round, supple peach shaped ass
>ywn be embrassed and cute stuttering
>ywn feel as she strokes and squeezes your ass
>ywn you can't help but groan
>ywn confusedly and embarrassedly lie to Roboute Guilliman himself that it's just that your wound hurts while he asks why are you moaning
>ywn see as he suddenly understands and grins knowingly
>ywn confusedly finish the report feeling the hand of female eldar moving towards your penis
>ywn understand with fear that shes not alone, and fell even more hands.
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>you somehow manage to stutter and fumble your way through the report, despite the intrepid xeno hands molesting your person
>as soon as the vid link cuts out the eldar their assault
>two of them rip your trousers down and begin attacking your throbbing flesh with soft, wet mouths
>the first molester begins her own assault on your neck, suckling and nibbling at your skin
>you clamp your mouth shut to stifle the a moan
>but the xeno behind you just jams her fingers into your mouth and pries it open
>your moans now slip out from your lips, while nimble, dexterous digits explore your oral cavity
>the two other witches beneath you giggle in between licking and sucking at your privates
>your humiliation and helplessness is all just a game to them
>the licking, the sucking, the soft breasts at your back, the violation of your body, it's all too much
>with a cry that's a mix of anguish and ecstasy, your cock erupts like a plasma cannon and shoots hot, white ropes everywhere
>the first eldar grabs hold your spewing cock and aims at her compatriots
>your sticky essence splatters onto their faces and into their waiting mouths
>you've never blown a load like this before, it's too long, too intense, you can feel knees buckle and your eyes roll into the back of your skull as you moan around the set alien fingers dancing your mouth
>eventually the stream sputters off and dies down
>the two eldar below you gulp down your payload, and you can't help but let out a defeated whine at seeing your seed, which is meant only for pure human wombs, being stolen and consumed by such vile aliens
>the first eldar gives you a peck on the cheek before releasing you from her grasp, giggling as you stumble forward
>you almost fall to the floor, your legs are so weak, but manage to catch yourself on a table
>the trio of alien violators saunters out of the room like a they're on a triumph parade, leaving you alone your with shame
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>ywn be this cutemissar
>ywn go to your room feeling as everyone looking at you(r round, supple peach shaped ass)
>ywn fall on your bed with tired moan
>ywn hear assomeone coming in your room and see MILF (maybe even GILF) Canones
>she never ask if everything okay
>she never say that she seen you tired and forcefully put you on the bed and begins to massage "to raise your fighting spirit"
>ywn fell as with your battle spirit rising something else.
>ywn never fall to half-dream as her surprisingly gentle hands massaging you
>ywn can not resist letting out a groan of pleasure
>she will never will almost bring you to orgasm only with a massage
>ywn feel as her hand strokes and squeezes your ass
>ywn feel as her hand mowing to your cock
>ywn moan in surprise as she grabs your cock and giving him gentle strokes
>ywn try to free yourself only to fail
>ywn see in fear as door opens as even more sisters of battle coming in
>ywn hear as Canoness says that is time for YOU to help her rise moral of her troops
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>Fabulous Bill unleashes upon an unprepared galaxy his latest sin against the God-Emperor
>female chaos marines
>all across the imperium, men cry out in mixed pleasure and agony as their pelvises are slammed into dust
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>Khornate: Amazon/ reverse mating press for maximum domination, violent hate-rape, also lots of choking and biting
>Nurglite: Your are forced to drink liquid corruption from big chaos mommy udders
>Tzeentchian: Uses warp sorcery to fuck your mind while she fucks your body
>Slaaneshi: ALL THE POSTIONS. Also tentacles to hold you in all kinds of humiliating positions. Also gurl wit benis :DDDD because of course
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>bloodletter daemoness pins you to the ground
>you prepare to meet you grizzy end, but the daemoness has something worse planned for you
>it rips your fatigue pants off of you and exposes your lower body to the hot, smoke choked air
>it grabs hold of your ankles and bends your legs over, forcing you into a degrading position
>with a snarl it swallows your cock with its glowing, infernal pussy
>you cry out as your dick is engulfed by moist twitching muscles, so hurt it almost burns
>it then proceeds to raise and lower its hips down onto your pelvis, it's movements brutal and fast, sending shockwaves across your body
>the horrid warp-spawn slobbers all over your face with its long, serpentine tongue, before shoving it into your mouth and violating your throat
>the longer this goes on, the angrier you get
>a fiery hatred burns in your chest, hot as the bloodletter's steaming twat
>how dare this wretched fiend of the Ruinous Powers desecrate your pure human body with its impure appetites
>your hips being to buck, clashing against it as you try to fight it off
>you stare into its burning eyes with the purest hatred
>fuck this thing fuck this thing FUCK THIS THING FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
>you blow the fattest, angriest nut of your life right into the bloodletters burning depths, your cock firing of like meltagun
>the daemon retracts it's wormy tongue from your mouth and finally releases your legs
>it reaches down to catch the seed oozing out of its unholy slit, and with cruelest chuckle, laps up your stolen essence
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>each one transforms your mind and body to suit their tastes
>Khornates turn you into an angry little fuck machine, your body is made stronger than it ever was before, but still far weaker than theirs, your cock grows to be huge and brutish, a furious weapon of flesh meant for battering and ramming, it's always hard and twitching, leaving you painfully horny and desperate to rut at all times
>Slaaneshi rebuild you from the ground up to be the perfect little fucktoy, a toned body like a sculpture, smooth clear skin that tingles whenever they touch you, a new perfect cock and set of balls that pumps out the biggest, yummiest loads, and a sensitive hole that can fit anything, your days are spent as one big long orgy, passed from woman to woman across the warband like a toy, fucking and being fucked,
>Nurgleite mommies feed you your chaos milkies, pure liquid taint that corrupt ypur body with the Gift of Nurgle, your dick and balls, now engorged and swollen to inhuman levels, constantly leaks oozing, slimey seed that they eagerly consume like nectar
>Tzeentchian witches break you utterly until you become their loyal servant, obedient, disciplined, always eager to feel their hands on your body and their ghostly tendrils in your mind, an addictive whirl of colors and sensations that clouds your brain and erodes any ounce of will
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>one might wonder, if all of the Astartes are female, then why need their serfs be all male?
>the answer is quiet simple
>for while the Empress' angels of death may demigods, with strength, speed, stamina, and intellect far beyond mortal capacity, they are still human, still women, and so have the same urges and appetites of human women that need tending to
>well accept for the Iron Hands, but they're a bunch of weirdos
>and so it is for this reason, that if one were to walk the hallowed halls of any fortress monastery, or the passageways of any battle barge, one would find it teeming with eager, comely young men
>the daughters of the Empress carefully select from their homeworlds only the fairest, purest, and most loyal youths to serve them
>for the Divine Empress of Man so loved the male human form, in all its beauty and perfection and virility, that her love passed to each of her primarch daughters, and they passed that love also to their gene-daughters
>though the Fallen Nine, whos names are never to be uttered, have twisted that love into a desire to break, dominate, and violate the sons of humanity
>those who stayed loyal to Her Divine Truth are still driven to protect Her flock
>and so that is why, from Macragge to Nocturne to Fenris to Baal, and to countless other worlds that house humanity's most stalwart defenders, eager young serfs tend to their needs, and remind them of their purpose
>for it was through the seed of man that humanity multiplied and came to dominate the galaxy, and it is through the seed of man that humanity survives, though it is beset on all sides by xenos, heretics, and worse
>and it is to be cherished above all else
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Other dangers awaiting males in this smutty universe:
>traitor femstartes and daemons who want steal your dick and soul
>eldar who never pass up a chance to teach uppity mon'keigh who the superior race is
>dark eldar want keep you as pets and breed new slaves
>tau who will use every trick and gadget at their disposal to make you submit to the Greator Good
>tyranids who want steal your seed and add your genes to their ever growing biomass
>necrons who just want to feel soft warm flesh and remember what's like to be alive
>orks ooz made fer too fings, foightan an' fukken
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>ywn live in this universe and be put in mating press/amazon position by angry eldar scorpion waifu/khornate berzerkers
>ywn be forced to breed army of tyranids
>ywn be gang raped by bunch of female orcs
>ywn be cornered by entire regiment of female death korps of krieg and used as stress relief
>ywn tremble in fear as fem haemonculi preparing to make you perfect breeder
>ywn be turned in cute house husband by extremely degenerate female Incubus
>ywn fprced to handholding with slaanesh daemon in fron of all
>ywn be mind breaked and fucked by female daemon of tzeentch, surrounded by illusions and lewd dreams.
>ywn be forced to drink tainted milk from female daemon of nurgle, feeling as it changing you, making your cock and balls bigger
>ywn be forced to sleep another million years with female necron lord in her sarcophagus, when her necrodermis body milking load after load from you
>ywn be raped by hulking traitor space marine, feeling as energy of warp flows from her to you changing and corrupting you
>ywn be fucked by space marine, feeling her surprisingly gentle hands stroking your hair and hear as she tell you that she will defend you from enemies of humanity until she dies
>ywn be used by all castes of tau as ''stress relief human''
>ywn be sucked off under table by callidus assasin
>ywn fuck vindicare assasin as she shooting at the enemies of humanity
>ywn be rage-fucked by eversor assasin, who put you in mating press, milking your cock dry
>ywn be fucked by culexus assasin who finally found someone who don't run away screaming, or feel extremy agony in her presence, and say you that you are now hers, and that she not let you go
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>ywn be fucked by entire a whole order of the sisters of battle, hearing they prayers, feeling as they massaging you and each other with sacred oil
>ywn be sucked off by tentacles of techpriestess while she repairing baneblade
>ywn be dragged in the darkness by female mandrake, screaming in fear, knowing that you doomed to endless rape until you completely broken, and in darcness will be only you and she. Forever.
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>tfw ywn hate-fuck Eerbus for being the bitch that ruined everything
>tfw she will never just feed off of your rage and encourage to pound her harder
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>be chapter serf to a 1000 posthuman demigoddess warriors
>ordered to wear nothing underneath your robes so they can have free access to your dick whenever they want
>they can just order to stop whatever your doing and service them
>sometimes they just pick you by your ass and sit on their shoulders so they suck the cum right out of your dick, like it's just a quick protein snack for them
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>The Courtesans of Slaanesh are never seen without their collared boytoys in tow, always on hand to service their mistresses' in whatever depraved way they desire
>The Brides of Khorne keep their 'meat dildos' chained and muzzled, these angry little fuck machines are blessed/cursed with preputial hardons and balls that never empty, they are forbidden from ever relieving themselves so they get extra blueballed and horngry
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>ywn be blackmailed by a vanus temple assassin after she see your holopics collection "Best xeno girls"
>she will never force you to eat her out under table
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>>ywn be dragged in the darkness by female mandrake, screaming in fear, knowing that you doomed to endless rape until you completely broken, and in darcness will be only you and she. Forever.
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>Tzeentch: Hypnosis and mind control with psyker powers
>Nurgle: Mommy kink. Keep their darling boys on hand to suckle on their bloated breasts and give them fetid, slimey kisses.
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>be imperial navy captain during the height of the Great Crusade
>command a battle barge of the Legiones Astartes, the Empress' mighty warriors, commanded by her even mightier daughters
>this particular ship belongs to XII Legion, Angronia's World Eaters
>you overlook the burning world below from your bridge
>it's been a few days since the blood thirsty daughters of the Red Angel descended upon the unwary planet, they should be finishing up right about...
>"CAPTAIN!"
>...now
>you turn to face the towering woman currently stomping your way
>crewmen scramble out of her path, heads bowed low
>a shambling servitor fails to move fast enough and is sent flying into a bulkhead with an angry backhand
>she stops just in front of you, her heaving breasts level with your face
>she is outside of her armor, leaving her nothing but her undergarments, she must have just stomped her way here from the armory after the battle
>you calmly peer up to see her face, still splattered with gore, contorted in a seething scowl, veins popping her in temple as the nails scream in her skull
>"I need to...'debrief' with you. Now."
>she grinds the words out through gritted teeth
>you sigh, and turn to your XO give her command of the bridge
>the giantess grunts and picks you up without a word, carrying you out of the bridge as though you were no more than a child
>you and the astartes captain and fallen into a sort of routine by now
>whenever she came back from battle, she needed something to quiet the nails in her head
>and so far you body proved to be the one thing that could silence the explosive rage within her
>your...well you hesitate to call it love making
>it was far too wild, too savage for a term like that
>rutting session?
>fuck therapy?
>whatever, it prevented her from murdering your crew, and so for the sake of order and stability you would weather her assault
>besides, even though she left you bruised and aching afterwards, she always let you be the little spoon