Low Blow Quest chapter 9

“Well, enough of that. Let's explore us in a dungeon.” Morn said happily as she walked deeper into the cave.

The gang delved deeper, the orc using their undead companion as a makeshift torch. The blue glow from his eye sockets giving enough illumination to allow the living to see. Morn looked over at Glysh, specifically her weapon. 

"So, how does that weapon work exactly? You said the guy's junk is shrunk til he doesn't do anything wrong for some time, right? How is that judged?"

"What do you mean, how is it judged?" The goblin said, raising an eyebrow.

"Is it by your morality or their own?" Asked the orc.

The goblin shrugged "I dunno. It just resets the time limit when they do something bad. I never put much thought into it."

Morn continued "I was just wondering that. Because it would probably have to be judged by a morality besides their own. The time limit would never be reset if they only went by their own."

The goblin looked back "it totally would. Like for example stealing is wrong."

"Typically yes" the orc said "but I believe that everyone always thinks they are doing the right thing or else they wouldn't do it. And if they don't do the right thing then their actions are justified. Like you stole from the Golden Order. A wrong action when judged by itself, but you feel it is justified because of who you stole from. So because you feel it's all right you probably wouldn't have triggered the curse to reset if it was placed on you, for example."

The skull of Kozor clattered his teeth. "Hey Morn, have you ever thought of being a philosopher? Might fit you well with the way you are thinking."

The larger green woman shook her head. "Fire magic sounds tempting but I will learn to punch fire from my lizard master, so I'll pass."

Kozor was silent for a moment. "Do you seriously think a philosopher is a mage who uses phosphorus?"

Morn changed the subject. "So, like I was saying, the issue with relative morality is difficult…" 

But she was cut when a thin slit opened in the stone floor.  and spang an iron rod in an upward arch. The metal collided with Morn's unprotected groin with tremendous force. She collapsed to her knees holding herself, accidentally pressing Kozor to her pussy.  "Motherfucking fuck!" She blurted out. The skull tried to speak but was muffled. 

"What the hell was that?" Asked Kuni as she went to aid the larger greenskin. 

Glysh shrugged. "I'm guessing you never robbed a dungeon. Places are usually lousy with traps. Not sure why this one is at groin height. 

Morn let Kozor go, and he clattered to the ground on his side. "I think I can answer that. The Dixron who built this were very short. Probably a little shorter than a goblin. So I'm guessing they had only their heights in mind. So that was meant for someone's face."

The goblin looked around “But then why are the ceilings so high if they were meant for shorties?”

Looking at the wall Kozor answered. “I'm guessing they were also showoffs. The walls are covered in hieroglyphics. Probably a more advanced form of language specifically for Dixron.”

“Any idea what it says?” Morn asked as she got to her feet and retrieved her skull friend.” 

Kozor looked at the walls. From what he saw it looked as though clothed humanoid figures became naked. As well as a figure getting a rod put inside its crotch from below. Finally an arrow pointed at a figures lower back. He thought for a moment before talking “My best guess is that its porn.”

“Well, he is no help” The smaller greenskin said. “Lucky for you all I got tons of experience dealing with this kinda shit. I'll keep you safe from traps."

Taking a few steps forward she looked intently at the ground and spotted an odd looking stone. "Like here. Of you step in this something will happen." She tossed the weight on her chain towards it. When the metal made impact a loud click was heard, followed by several arrows shooting through the air. They were nowhere near the group but would have hit whoever was stepping on the stone. The goblin folded her arms and walked forward “Nothing to worry about when I’m…” but she was cut off when the floor below her opened up. The ground slid open at either side, forcing her legs open. She was forced into a wide split and she yelled out in pain. Kuni reached forward and grabbed hold of the smaller greenskins clothing and yanked her back to safety. The hole in the ground went down some distance, with glittering metal spikes at the bottom. The goblin rubbed her groin muscles in pain before thanking the crimson woman. 

Morn took the lead, using her ruined spear to try and trigger traps before they could harm the group. Kozor’s spirit energy fully recharged, allowing him to project out of his skull and manifest as a spirit. He appeared as he was when he was living, a human wizard in a blue robe. “Ah it feels good to be out again. Now then who wants to be possessed?”

Glysh looked on in shock “anyone wanna clue me on what's happening here?”

Morn kept her eyes forward while she prodded for traps “Wizard didn't want to die so he bound his soul to his skull. He needs to charge up and when he does he can possess someone with their consent and he can use magic when he does. He's a pervert though so he will make you grope yourself.”

The wizard threw up his hands in an overly defensive gesture “It has been years since I felt anything physical. It's only natural that I wish to experience what I can in the brief moments I can.”

The orc laughed “yeah he only lasted about a minute in me. Typical.”

Kozor yelled back “well maybe when I get more practice I can last longer!”

Morn laughed harder “they all say that!”

The other women joined in the laughter until they entered into a large room. A large stone door slammed shut behind them, giving them all a start. Before they had too much time to react, ghostly light emanated from ancient candles that decorated the room. They then all saw that one side of the room they were trapped in was a mirror. 

“I'm guessing this trap is meant to make us see ourselves starve to death.” Glysh said bitterly. When she finished speaking a faint green mist started to enter the room from several ports. The women then found holes being eaten out of their clothing. Kozor spoke up “Im guessing the more this fills up the more potent the acid gas becomes. We better find a way out of here before you all look like me.” A sizzling sound came from all the women. They looked and found their clothing had being to be eaten away, creating holes that grew in their outfits. 

The goblin started to quickly pat at the walls, hoping to find a hidden mechanism to escape. Kuni pulled out her axe and started to swing at the candles, thinking they were linked to the gas. Kozor entered deep into thought, trying hard to remember anything from his studies that would help him. Morn looked deeply in the mirror. Her head darted back and forth between the room she was in and the reflection. Her eyes fixated on one candle that was burning in the room but not in the reflection. It was on the ground, having been knocked over by Kuni’s frantic swinging. Morn walked over and stomped her bare foot down on the small flame, snuffing it out. All at once the green gas stopped and a new door opened.

“The hell did you figure that out?” Kozoer said as he turned his ghostly form to the orc. 

“Just figured the mirror had to do with something. Otherwise why put it there?” Answered Morn.

“Oh dammit” yelled out Kuni as the wraps that held her breasts broke, letting her massive chest be free. The woman who at once looked almost flat chested had her tits become fully exposed, letting her huge milkers bounce.

“Holy shit” Glysh exclaimed, as her own clothing slid off her body leaving her green flesh exposed. “Not fair, how come you get to have massive honkers and be able to tie them up so you can look flat? And doesn't that hurt like hell?”

“You get used to it.” the oni said as the last clothing that covered her lower half slogged off “it's a pain to find bindings strong enough to do that. Looks like we are all going the rest of the way naked.”

Kozor spoke up as Kuni picked up his skull “Honestly most of you were practically nude already.”

Morn followed the rest of the group, her already minimal clothing being long gone. “You're the one who was naked before we got here”

Kozor was about to talk back, before realizing she ment his physical form. “Fair.”

The group advanced down a hallway. Morn was at the back of the pack and couldn't help but look at the goblin who was leading. “Ya know, with a booty like that I wouldn't complain about your chest size.”

Glysh turned a darker shade of green for a moment “don't be a perv.” 

“I'm just saying, probably the best ass I’ve seen.” Morn said with a chuckle. The oni felt a tinge of jealousy. Her laughter was cut off when the floor shifted beneath their bare feet. It split open to reveal multiple stalagmites. The goblin and oni were able to jump away in time, getting to the far end of the pit. Morn wasn't fast enough and was only able to cling onto an indent in the wall beside her. She was only able to use her finger tips to save herself from falling. Kuni reached a hand to her friend, but she was too far away. Kozor shouted “let me posses you, I can help!”

Kuni frantically nodded her head. The wizard entered her body and he wasted no time casting his spell. Morns fingers gave in and she began to fall. The possessed oni reached a hand towards the orc. The greenskin woman's fall began to decelerate. Morn saw that her descent was nearly stopped and began to celebrate, only for her to cry out in pain as a dull stalagmite forcefully entered her vagaina. The sudden rough cold fucking made her shriek. She was pulled straight upwards through the air, leaving the stone a bit cleaner. She curled up during her flight and stayed that way until she landed with her teammates. Exhausted, Kozor left Kuni’s body and returned to his skull. Morn just kept repating “fuck this dungeon, fuck this dungoen” as she slowly began to rise to her feet. 

Kuni put a hand on her greenskin friends back “are you going to be alright?”

Morn gave her crotch one final rub before taking the lead, somewhat to not show any real pain. “Orc men are more rough.”

They found themselves a smaller and smaller tunnel. All were forced to get on their hands and knees to continue. Glysh was in the middle of the group with Kuni behind her. She looked at the goblins behind and was wondering what Morn sees in those wobbly cheeks. After watching it in motion she was forced to admit to herself that Morn has a point. She saw the small tunnel they were in ended and Kuni saw her friends stand upright. She was relieved that she wouldn't need to crawl and struggle to not have her tits drag on the floor. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard mechanical clicking behind her. She saw Glysh look behind her and yell for her to hurry. Before she could the scarlet woman felt a sharp pain. A metal rod pressed into her backside and kept pressing until it entered her asshole. Suddenly a jolt of electricity delivered to her hole caused her to cry out in a strange  mixture of pain, surprise, and some pleasure. While the shock wasn't itself particularly long in its duration it felt like an eternity for Kuni. Morn grabbed one of the oni’s arms and pulled her free, allowing the oni to rub her now screaming rear. Morn looked down in sympathy “Not even orcs are that rough.”

The three women continued slowly and cautiously one hand always covering some sensitive part of themselves. They then came to a large chamber, and at its center was the weapon they sought. Morn herself was somewhat dismayed when she saw it, as it looked like a wooden club with large metal studs embedded in it. 

“We came all this way for a Kanabo? I was expecting something more demonic looking.” Glysh said.

“Well an enchanted weapon is an enchanted weapon. Let's grab this and never come back to this place. I'll grab this thing and you guys stick close. If you see anything move at all just yell out. If one more thing happens to hit my crotch I’ll lose it.”

The three stuck close together, Kozor once more acting as a light shining in the darkness. Morn picked up the weapon. Everyone held their breath listening for any sort of mechanical sounds. 

The orc broke the silence “I guess we are…”

With a thunderous clap everyone was blinded by a flash of light. They all felt suspended in mid-air, as if the floor suddenly disappeared beneath them, but before they could fall the cold flagstone were suddenly replaced by warm earth. Their eyes quickly tried to adjust from dark cave to sunlight. In less than a second they found themselves outside. “Fucking hell are we now?”

Kozor spoke up “my guess is a teleportation spell. But because it's so old it probably lost its accuracy. They probably meant to send us somewhere dangerous or the trap they set here crumbled to dust years ago.”

Glysh looked around and found an unfamiliar forest. “Us being naked and lost isn't exactly an ideal situation either.” She held her weapon in her hand and looked to the oni and her axe. "Being armed does make me feel a bit better."

Morn looked at her club and huffed. “I just want to learn to punch fire already.”

Journeys of Cyrus 4

Cyrus stepped forward, his bare foot pressing on the dirt. He looked over to his crimson student, Nuri, and spoke. “Im happy you agreed to go on this quest. This will be a great learning experience and will get you a weapon worthy of a warrior such as you.”

Nuri raised two fingers “that's assuming that one: the weapon is still there after being there for gods know how long and two: whatever enchantment it had is still effective.” 

“Now now, young one. Like I said this is a learning experience. Nothing in this world is certain and we cannot live our lives worried about what may be. We must do what we think is best. Besides this is dragonic made. I can promise you that the enchantment of the legendary Thundersoul will still hold firm. When we brave the journey there and make our way through the dungeon that holds it you will know what it's like to have a real weapon.”

Nuri raised a brow and hefted her warhammer on her shoulder. It was a simple weapon, consisting of a rounded weight on the end of a wooden shaft. “you promise this yet you just said nothing in this world is certain.”

The male shrugged “fair. Nothing is certain except dragonic craftsmanship.”

He then stopped in his tracks, holding up his hand to tell his apprentice to do the same. She did so. The two dragons silently stalked through the forest and came across a clearing. They saw a group of four humans accusting a trio of kobolds. The humans all wore matching uniforms, consisting of a yellow and whtie tunic with a golden yellow circle in the middle of their chest. Neither dragon could see the kobolds well, but they saw that a human snatched a pack and emptied the contents on the ground.

Cyrus narrowed his eyes and let out a low growl. Nuri was almost surprised to see this level of anger suddenly rise in her master. He pointed off in the direction behind the humans. She nodded and moved behind the pack.

“Damn lizards don't have anything good on them.” A bearded golden order man said as he rummaged through the scattered items on the floor.

One furthest away, a female with a bow and arrows, spoke up “think we can get anything selling the lizards themselves?”

A clean shaven man drew a dagger and walked to the kobolds, who were all cowering now. “too much work to take em alive. Their horns can be worth something if we find the right buyer.”

A sudden flash of steel between the shaven man and the kobolds caused him to stumble back and fall on his rear. 

“How much is a dragon worth?” asked the black dragon, his voice dripping with venom. He stood a head and shoulders taller than any Golden Order member there. Cyrus pulled his sword from where he chopped it into the ground. He positioned the blade behind him in a low fighting stance. 

The clean shaven man scrambled to his feet, holding his dagger in front of him. “There are still four of us, just walk away cold blood.”

The large dragon fixed is glare on him. The man flinched when he met his eye fear washing over him. This quickly turned to anger. Reasoning that this large creature must be slow he charged forward. It was lightly armoured and a blade through the ribs would be as fatal to it as anything else. He lunged forward and suddenly his world went black.

In one smooth motion Cyrus let go of his cumbersome weapon with one hand and struck the man across the face with a closed fist. The humans path shifted and he took two steps to Cyrus' side before falling to the ground stunned.

“Next.” Cyrus said stabbing his sword into the dirt and outstretching his arms, daring the next foe to come. A female took up his challenge. She approached, more carefully than her predecessor. She slowly circled her foe.

Meanwhile the archer of the group pulled an arrow and already notched it. She had pulled it back and took aim at the large black dragon. Suddenly she felt a blow on her inner calf, causing her to shoot her arrow wide. She looked down and saw a circular hunk of metal between her legs. 

“Fighting from afar isn't my thing. I like up close and personal.” Nuri said from behind the archer right before she drove her warhammer upward with all her might. The hard metal collided with the woman's crotch with all the might of steel driven by dragonic muscle. She was handily lifted off her feet by the impact. She could only vocalize a pathetic squeak as she fell back to the earth in a crumpled whimpering mess. “Can't wait for magic to get added to this.” The red dragon said with a giggle.

The female facing Cyrus was waiting for aid from her archer. When she didn't see an arrow pierce the dragon's hide she spared a glance over her shoulder and was horrified to see a red dragon standing over her ally. She cursed and turned back to the black dragon. She stabbed her blade, only for it to be avoided with shocking speed from the larger beast. She swung downward, trying to cut him anyway she can, only for the dragon to catch her wrist. He squeezed with enough force to make her cry out and drop her weapon. He then shot out his other hand and grabbed her by the front of her tunic. Effortlessly he lifted the woman up, causing her feet to dangle a few inches off the ground.

“How does it feel to be helpless, Golden Order?” Cyrus asked as he let go of her arm and kept her suspended in the air. She grumbled and shot her foot forward and struck the reptile in his generously sized testicles. The dragon lurched forward a little but he kept his grip. She tried to kick a couple more times, each solid kick only causing him to grunt in pain. She suddenly wished she had armoured boots. With a snarl Cyrus reached his free hand towards the woman's groin and grabbed hard. She yelled out in pain as her womanhood had armoured fingers dug into it. Cyrus lifted the woman above his head, not letting up on his grip until he threw her forward at the last upright Golden order man. 

The man was knocked on his back and pinned under the woman, who was in too much pain to register anything else around her. Cyrus lifted his scaled foot up and stomped it down on the man's unprotected crotch.

Cyrus turned and saw the man he punched in the face had regained his footing. He held his dagger out, his face already bruised from where Cyrus struck him. The man charged forward, only for Cyrus to maneuver around him and pin the arm he had the weapon in behind his back. Nuri saw this and dropped to one knee. Patting the knee she had out she yelled out “remember the trial? Pretend I'm the log!”

Cyrus smirked and grabbed the humans inner thigh to lift him up and force his legs open. He brought him down, combining both of their weights so that the man's balls were compressed to near breaking point on the red dragon's leg. When the human yelled out and crumpled to the ground Nuri chuckeld “you'd never be warriors.”

The two dragons gathered their opponents weapons and sent them off limping and holding their damaged bits. Cyrus turned to face the kobolds but was surprised when the trio of them all gathered around Cyrus and hugged his legs, thanking him profusely. Each of them only was as tall as Cyrus’ hip, as fully kobolds never grow to be tall. Each of the smaller reptiles looked almost like smaller versions of their taller counterparts. Each of them were humanoids with scales for skin. Short horns adorned their heads and each were minimally dressed in a top and loincloth. When Cyrus looked down he saw something that brought his heart rate up and caused a twitch in his nethers. All of the kobolds, the two female and one male, had massive asses. Even Nuri, who had a large behind, had a smaller butt despite her height advantage. The black dragon had to avert his gaze to avoid becoming fully erect. “You are all very welcome. I will always fight the Golden Order wherever they show up. They are all cowards to prey upon those weaker than them.”

One of the kobolds looked back up to Cyrus “please, brave dragon, let us thank you properly. Come to our village and we give you food and any supplies you need. Anything else you need will be taken care of.”

Cyrus mind went to lewd thoughts at the last part of that. He hesitated for a moment before nodding his head in agreement. All of the smaller lizards yelled in excitement. Nuri walked beside her master, “I'm sure you are thinking of your needs.”

Cyrus coughed awkwardly. “I simply wish to not be rude. It's only proper to make sure they get home safely.” he said as his eyes wandered to the trios asses. “We must remember our training.” He said, mostly to himself. Now looking at his student “I don't believe you have met kobolds before. Many of them look up to dragons like us greatly. I'm sure we will be given quite the welcome when we arrive to their home.”

Some time later everyone arrived at the kobold village. It was a humble gathering, owing to a nomadic lifestyle. There were several tents erected, each serving a practical purpose. The sight of the two taller reptiles caused a stir, everyone scrambling to their homes to tidy themselves up or don their best clothing. Cyrus himself felt a bit awkward, feeling as though people were making too much of a fuss for him. Many new kobolds, mostly female, gathered around the black dragon and complimented him or offered him humble gifts. Likewise many male kobolds surrounded Nuri, offering the same to her. A loud metal clunking drew the attention of everyone. They all turned and faced an older looking kobold. Her horns were longer and curled back like those of a goat. She clanged on a large gong once more before speaking up. “Calm yourselves! You do not wish to overwhelm our guests.” The crowd listened to their elder, backing away with awkward apologies and smiles. The elder directed groups to prepare a meal of squash and the dining area. She then approached the two dragons. “What brings you two here?”

Cyrus spoke up “we found some of your people being attacked by Golden Order goons and we had to step in to help. I will not stand by when the innocent are being preyed upon.”

Nuri coughed and spoke “humble.”

The black dragon quickly sneered at his student before looking back at the older kobold as she spoke. “well, let us offer our thanks. Please stay and rest yourselves.”

Cyrus smiled “please I would not want to impose upon…”

Nuri quickly spoke up “I heard squash we are sure as Hell staying for that.”

The male dragon chuckled “young one, you must learn the art of ‘playing it cool’”

It was later in the night and the dragons had eaten their fill. Most of the village was gathered around a fire, listening to a tale from Cyrus. Nuri was trying to eat as much squash as she could stomach. The black dragon let out a hearty laugh “And the two of us are taking turns kicking each other in the crotch over and over. By the gods a bugbear can kick. But forced myself to keep going, as it was the only way to win thier trial by combat.” 

One of the female kobolds he had rescued put a hand on his thigh “I knew you could beat him. What happened afterwards?”

“Me and the bear actually got along well afterwards.” Cyrus said, his own dick giving a twitch thinking about what came afterwards. “Well anyway that's the end of that tale. Is there anything else you wish to hear?”

Nuri couldn't help but chuckle. She knew her master was in heaven, having an audience that hung on his every word and didn't press him when he cut off his tales when things got really interesting.

One kobold raised his hand “You mentioned the gods before. We don't know too much about the dragon gods.”

“I would be all too happy to tell you about them. I very much wish to be able to see one someday.”

All the smaller reptiles gathered around closer, clearly interested by the talk of the divine. Cyrus let his comment hand in the air for a moment, also clearly enjoying himself.

“But we must go way back. Back to the dawn of time. Before time itself the earth was barren and devoid of life. There was only Mother Dragon, Goddess of life itself. She saw the world as it was and found it lacking. Using her powers she created the aspects of the world we know today, and in the same process created the lesser dragon gods. For example she scooped out great mounds of the earth and piled them up. She filled the holes with water and created the god of oceans as well as the god of mountains. When life developed she imbued some with the desire to defend their own and those they loved, thus created the Protector god. All was not well, however, as all dragons have a fire within them. Each one has a burning passion within them and the lesser gods are no exception. They gave themselves to their lusts and bred with abandon. This is what caused the world to have mortal reptiles, like you and me.”

The kobolds all beamed with pride at hearing themselves be compared to a dragon. Cyrus continued “Mother Dragon stepped in and stopped the lesser gods before they caused too much of an issue. They heard and obeyed. Now we try our best to not give into our base desires.” waving a hand the black dragon spoke “too frequently. But we do have one day where we surrender ourselves to our desires. It only happens once every ten years. When the World Flower planned by Mother Dragon blossoms. Reptiles from far and wide gather round and celebrate our inner fire. It is said that rarely a lesser god will visit. I have yet to encounter one in my lifetime but I remain hopeful. And I hope to take Nuri to the inner circle of the next one. In our old tongue it is known as" Cyrus let out a loud roar followed by a guttural language. The kobolds all shyed away by the sudden shift in his speech. The black dragon looked at the effect this had on them and chuckled. “In the common tongue it is just known as the Days of Blossoming. I've had many good memories of my times there. I can't even begin to explain how excited I was when I was allowed in the inner circle of the event, where all the reptiles who have proven themselves are allowed. So many wonderfully tall dragons, lizardfolk with great crest and eccentric clothing. All of the..”

Cyrus stopped himself when he noticed himself he had become fully erect. Nuri crossed her legs, just imagining herself at the inner circle made herself get wet. This didn't go unnoticed by the kobolds. Each one eyed up the dragons. One spoke up “Surely you can't keep this fire bottled up for ten whole years. Can we have a smaller day of blossoming?” Cyrus stood up, his penis almost hitting a kobold. He moved away from the group “I need to go for a walk.” roughly half the kobolds followed him. Nuri, following her master's lead, got up as well, not wanting to give into temptation.

The red dragon walked around the village, almost feeling like a giant surrounded with structures made for creatures half her size. Anywhere she went she was met with lusty looks from the kobolds and open invitations to use them however she wanted. Nuri tried her best to ignore these, remembering what her master said about keeping her inner fire keen. The previous talk of the Days of Blossoming didn't help her condition at all. She had attended those events before but was never allowed in the Inner Circle. Still, just remembering those days of debauchery stirred her passions greatly. During her walk she heard what she thought was Cyrus. She followed it until she found a rather large tent. Slightly worried for his condition but mostly curious she entered and was hit with warmth and the scent of mating. She found the black dragon sitting down with his legs spread. Two kobolds, one male and one female, were kneeling in front of him and eagerly licking every inch of the dragon's massive balls as they could. Cyrus himself was holding a female dragon and was about to lower her on his erect dick.

“Master!” Nuri shouted in surprise and frustration. “what was all that about not giving into base desires and keeping the inner flame keen?”

Cyrus gave a short yell in shock, tossing the kobold he held in the air slightly before catching her. He stammered for a moment before speaking. “Well, you see my student, the thing you must remember is that…'' he stopped speaking for a moment to let out a shudder and moan. He looked down at the two between his legs “Can you guys give me a moment please?” The two seemed to be genuinely saddened that they had to stop their task, but did as they were asked.

The larger dragon addressed his pupil again. “As I was saying, a warrior can enjoy themselves. It's just important that these things cannot be taken to excess or enjoyed too often.”

Nuri raised an eyebrow at this, thinking it an excuse. Cyrus gave her an awkward smile in return. She then felt something warm on her leg and saw that a kobold had begun to hump at her leg. She shrugged and walked out of the tent, kobold still mounted on her, before yelling out “Who wants a face full of dragon coochie?” She was greeted by a chorus of many voices shouting “me!”

With a sigh of relief Cyrus addressed the dragon he was holding. “Are you sure you can'' he paused for a moment “accept what I can offer? I fear our sizes are not compatible.”

The held kobold giggled “don't worry, master dragon. I have trained for this moment.” She said as she pointed to a corner of the tent. There was a sculpture of a dragon penis, looking much like Cyrus’ own. At the sight and thought of creatures using that his own dick gave a twitch. Seeing this a sigh the two kobolds continued to give Cyrus a tough licking. He shuddered and began to lower the kobold on his erection.

He started slowly, still worrying for her wellbeing. He found her to be tight, but not to a distressing degree. The kobold herself gave only encouragement so he decided to give her what she wanted. He got gradually more rough and fast. He had total controle of the tempo of sex and he was loving it, using the smaller creature as a fleshlight. He looked around and saw all the faces around him filled with approving lust. He continued this for some time eventually finding himself reaching climax and giving a loud roar. His balls clenched upwards as he came, filling the kobold with his seed. He panted and let the smaller creature rest besides him. After some heavy breathing she clutched his arm “I hope a great warrior like you can ‘fight’ on after that.” His heart skipped a beat, already feeling his inner flame rekindling. Looking up he saw a few other kobolds poking their heads in the tent, hungry looks in their eyes. Cyrus let out a silent prayer for endurance.

After some time, neither dragon was in a position to keep track of time well, the duo left the village on shaking legs. They barely got out of view of the small town before both slumped to the ground. “What were we heading towards again?” Cyrus asked.

It took a moment before Nuri could honestly remember “magic hammer.”

“ah yes. We shall proceed. And remember, every step of the journey can be used as a form of training.” 

Nuri looked back incredulously “what were we training back there?”

“Stamina” the master said confidently.

Low Blow Quest chapter 8

  "I'm just saying she went to cannibalism really fast. She probably really wanted to eat em beforehand" Morn said as she walked. The group had found the Devil's Valley. That was the easy part. The hard part was finding the stone gate leading to where the demonic club was being kept.

Pinching the bridge of her nose Kuni was exasperated. "Can you please not accuse my goddess of such things." 

With a clattering of teeth the skull wizard, Kozor, spoke up "I can't imagine angering the divine being a particularly good idea."

Putting up her hands the orc concluded. "Fine fine, if both of you are so scared of a little goddess I'll stop. Changing the subject because you are cowards, are all oni affected by this curse?"

Happy that divine retribution was no longer a threat the crimson woman responded "Not all of them, no. The oni are scattered and rare people. I've been to other tribes but they do not share our affliction. Members of my Newhalf tribe are generally seen as cursed and not welcome. They have their own version of my story. It's more of my tribe commiting a great sin and being punished. I do not buy into it."

Morn put a hand on her red friend's shoulder. "I can imagine it's hard to get a straight answer from people you can never meet."

Kuni was unsure if she referred to the goddess or the other tribes, but the sentiment was appreciated. 

"Lovebirds, looks like we are in the vault." Kozor said

"How are you so sure?" asked the orc, looking down at her hip where the skull was tied. 

"Now, I may not have eyes anymore but even I can see the open door."

Feeling a gush of wind coming on the green woman looked around and just as the wizard said there was an impressively large stone gate, now wide open. There were markings all over the open doors. The passageway itself led to a comparatively smaller hallway, barely large enough to accommodate a fully grown ork to stand upright.

"Bring me closer to the markings. I might be able to read this." Said the undead wizard.

After unlatching him the orc held him up to get a clear view of one of the doors. She looked over the oni "at least this saves us the trouble of opening the dang thing."

"It may also save us the trouble of finding the club too, if someone was already here."

After some muttering the skull spoke. "I can only make out some of this. It's the usual 'danger, keep out, all who enter are damned' sort of thing. More importantly this is the writing style of the Dixron."

Stifling a snicker Morn responded. "never heard of em."

"Not surprising" Kozor said "but to be fair not much is known about them. All that is left of them are these vaults, all holding dangerous items. Most likely they wanted to lock them away from the rest of the world. It's impossible to tell exactly how long this club has been in here. Could be thousands of years old. Maybe even more."

"All I care about is if it's magic." Morn said with a shrug.

"Magic is subject to age too. It may not be as strong as it was back when it was first locked up."

The orc got worried that this journey may all be for nothing but she dispelled the thought. "Gawking around here won't do us any good. Let's just find this damned thing and head back to my lizard master. I wanna punch fire already." The excitement in the woman's voice as almost palpable. The whole group stopped dead in their tracks when they heard a voice cry out from deeper in the dungeon. Morn held the wizard's skull out in front of her, using his glowing eyes as a lantern. They were able to make out a pair of legs dangling from a hole in a wall. 

"A little help here please!" The voice called out once more.

"Is that a Dixron?" Kuni asked, getting closer. 

Morn shone the skull closer, revealing the legs were clad in all black. The creature wore simple sandals. The bottom of the creature was very notable too. It had black pants covering it, the hips had no fabric over them, leaving green flesh exposed. The hips themselves were very wide, being greater than Morn or Kuni. The legs were not long, being half the length of an average human. What transfixed all involved was the behind of the creature itself. With each kick from the stuck person the fat ass cheeks jiggled and wobbled in an almost hypnotic display. The hole it was stuck in being only half the width of her hips, making this a truly hopeless display. 

"That is for sure a goblin." Morn stated matter of factly.

If Kozor had eyebrows he would raise one "how can you be so sure?"

"I had one of these big green asses in my face not too long ago." She stated without a hint of shame. 

"Will you stop staring at my ass and pull me out?" the goblin said, with some annoyance in her voice.

The taller green woman and red woman looked at each other and shrugged. Each grabbed a foot and pulled.

It took some effort but they pulled out the goblin. She fell to the ground, but with surprising grace she recovered and stood upright. The greenskin girl stood just a little higher than the two adventurers belly buttons. Her weight distribution was very bottom heavy, with her wide round hips being her widest point by far. Her clothing wasn't tight but a pot belly was noticeable, as were her small breasts. Her outfit was very dark with her cleavage exposed through part of her top being fishnet. She had various pouches on her person, and holstered on her hip was a sharp sickle chained to a metal weight. Her face was half covered by a cloth and her hair was pulled back into a short ponytail.

She pulled her mask down, showing a pointy teeth in a big grin. "Many thanks, my tall friends. Glysh is my name, master rogue."

"Why was a master rogue stuck in a wall?" the skull asked, still held up by Morn.

"Ah, an orc necromancer, most impressive." Said the short woman. "I was looking for a shortcut to the end, sometimes dungeons have them." She said as she picks up a small backpack hidden behind a pile of rubble.

"Don't give her credit for my magic, damnit!" Kozor yelled. He was quickly silenced by Morn clamping his jaw shut.

"How about you get more credit when you can cast a spell more often than once a couple days?" 

The skull, for his part, tried to voice a protest but it was stopped by Morn keeping his mouth shut. They were all interrupted by hearing a new yell. 

"There she is!"

The trio of women turned their heads to the entrance of the dungeon. They saw five humans, each of them dressed in the yellow and white of the golden order. Each of them drew a sword. There were two women and three men. A blond male pointed towards Morn and yelled again. "She's the one with the bounty on her."

"Not these assholes." Muttered the goblin as she drew her weapon. 

The oni drew her axe and asked "you know them?"

"Not them personally, but these Golden Order fucks stiffed me on a job and then tried to turn me stiff as a board."

Morn got confused "goblins have the same curse as oni?"

The skull clattered furiously "we have bad guys with weapons here, can we chat later?"

Morn didn't have time to holster the wizard and was forced to just drop him to effectively hold her spear. The two groups charged at each other, with the skeleton being kicked up by mistake. He flew through the air, cursing and screaming all the way. He found himself flying towards a male Order grunt and opened his jaws, hoping to hurt him as much as he could. When he felt he hit the human he clamped his mouth shut. A surprisingly high pitch yell was his reward, as well was the sound of a metal sword clanking on the ground. With a bit of a shock he found he had bit down on the blond man's groin. Under normal circumstances he would be appalled by this, but since it was a Golden Order goon, he decided to keep biting.

Morn jabbed her spear forward, only for a female Order grunt to deftly dodge out of the way each time. She yelled in frustration and stabbed out once more, only for her enemy to bring her sword down, cutting off the spearhead. "It won't do you much good now, greenskin!'' The orc simply pulled her ruined spear back and jabbed it forward again, catching the woman in the mid section as she gloated and pinned her against a wall. The strike had hit the human where one of her ovaries. The small sensitive organ was compressed to near popping inside her body. Instantly she fell to her knees in more pain than she previously thought possible.

The blond man screamed and ran, confused and in too much pain to think clearly. He looked to his companions but each was already locked in battle with their own foes. with tears in his eyes he reached his hands down, putting them between the jaws of the angry skull. With great effort he was able to pry its mouth open. A wave of relief washed over him as the pain in his groin temporarily subsided. This was short-lived as the skull bit down again, this time crunching the man's fingers on one hand. Once more he screamed and ran.

Glysh spun the chain attached to the metal weight above her head. The golden order soldier kept his distance, not sure how to battle a foe with this type of weapon. The goblin swung forward the chain wrapping around her foes sword. With a smirk she yanked back as hard as she could. Her smirk vanished when the man kept his grip on his blade. This time he reached a hand forward and grabbed the chain, dragging the goblin closer to him. The smaller greenskin struggled, but found herself being drawn to him. She looked behind the man and found something that would help her. She let go of her weapon, causing the man to stumble backwards. He lost his footing and fell onto his back. Glysh lept up and slammed her ass down on the man's gut. The force of the impact forced all the air from his lungs and he struggled to breathe. She straightened her hand and chopped at the man's neck, knocking him out.

The blonde man tripped and fell on the ground, the pain in his fingers being overwhelming. Panicking he waved his hand in the air, hoping the skull would come off from the force. He looked around frantically and found his salvation. a sizable enough boulder lay on the ground. He reeled his hand back, hoping to break the bone of the skeleton biting him. Kozor saw what the man was planning and let go halfway as he was being swung down, to roll away a few feet unharmed. The man realized this too late, smashing his already injured hand against the stone with a crunch. He simply curled up, defeated.

Kuni swung her axe in a wide arc, keeping the two goons who faced her at bay. "Shall I let you run off and get more friends?" she bellowed, as another swing almost took the head off of one golden order man. The golden order woman stabbed her blade forward, cutting the oni on the hand. She dropped her axe as she reeled in pain. The two humans were emboldened by their strike and moved in. The oni growled in anger and moved in as well, grabbing both of her opponents faces. With all of her strength she threw both of them forward. They both struck the floor on their backs. Kuni ran forward and leapt into the air. She leaned back and extended her elbows to either side of her. The crimson woman slammed down her elbows as hard as she could on both human crotches. With the combination of oni strength and weight both Golden Order troops were reduced to blithering messes. 

Morn gathered her wizard companion and picked him up by the top of his head. "You beat someone's ass when you are only a head. Respect."

"Many thanks, my green friend. Don't suppose you'd let me possess you when I regain my strength?"

"Don't push it." Morn said sternly. "But we still have one baddie here conscious, what should we do with him?"

The three women gathered around the bitten man. He cradled his hand, and sat on his rear, looking pleadingly at the colorful ladies.

"Suppose one quick chop will do him in. I won't mind doing it." Kuni said, hefting her axe on her shoulder.

The goblin stepped in. "You lack creativity. I know something way worse for this dick." 

The human was about to speak, but his speech was cut off as Glysh tossed the metal weight into his groin. The weight itself faintly glowed and soon the man's crotch did as well. 

"Wretched sinner, curse on you until you repent!" the goblin said, with a wicked grin. The bulge in the man's pants seemed to shrink rapidly and flatten out.

The human curled up, holding his aching manhood. It wasn't long until his pained moan turned into panicked yells of "It burns!"

"Did you break something?" Morn asked

"Just his pride." The small greenskin said as she yanked off the human's pants. The three women were greeted by the sight of an embarrassingly small set of dick and balls. "what did you do?" Stammered the blond man

"I cursed you! my weapon has the ability to shrink parts of anatomy" she said with a snicker "and your manhood will remain like this unless you go without misdeed for a whole month. And I can assure you that staying with the Golden Order or helping your pals to try and seek us out again will count as a misdeed."

The skull clattered. "ya know, I died once. It's not too terrible."

Morn held his mouth shut "this is way more cruel."

The goblin moved further into the cave and returned with a gold coin balanced on her sickle. "Here, a little something to further motivate you in the right direction. Now gather your pals and fuck off."

Putting his pants back on he helped his friends limp off.

"Any reason you chose to give him money?" Kuni asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I put a charm on a poisoned mushroom to look like money. He won't realize until about an hour. Dudes gonna have a wicked bad rash soon enough. Besides, I already swiped the coin the rest of the group had when they were down."

Morn laughed. "How would you like to join us on our quest to get the demonic club? We could use someone like you."

The goblin shrugged. "I just wanted it to sell it off. if I hang with you and fight more Golden Dickwads I could for sure make some more cash. I'll tag along until the money dries up."

"Awesome" the skull was able to speak through a small gap in his teeth "we have three flavors of bimbo here."

"Four" Morn said with a smirk, "you're the one who had a dick in his mouth."

Kozor was about to speak, but any smartass words died befor they could leave his mouth. "Fair."

Journeys of Cyrus 3

Some time had passed since Nuri finally became a true warrior. After some celebration she knew it would be back to business as usual. This, of course, ment hard training. She knew better than to complain to her master, but that didn't stop her from wishing for at least one more day of goofing off. Cyrus had felt it was time to introduce a new level to the training. It was something he had done many times in his day. It was going to be hard times, especially for the male.

"You want us to get horny?"

The ebony dragon stuttered, taken a back by the red dragons sudden question. "No, its not-" he collected himself. "I found that denial of one's base desires sharpens the mind and senses. Experiences gained during this time will likewise be more acute. When the fire of passion burns inside the warriors skill truly emerges."

The female didn't follow, thinking that such 'passion' would be a hindrance. Her master had usually been right about these sorts of things so she knew to put her faith in him. Cyrus broke a strange root in half and offered one part to his student. "This is known to set the soul aflame with lust. We must control ourselves and not give in for as long as we can. This includes private affairs."

Nuri chuckled. She did enjoy seeing her master dance around saying crude words like jerking it. She took the root and took a bite. She gagged, the taste being unbearably terrible. Cyrus laughed. She bent over, pulling the vile plant from her mouth.

"You are ment to boil it!" He said between chuckles. 

"Thanks for the heads up." She said as she gave a quick flick to her teachers crotch. 

Nuri hadn't noticed the effects immediately, but she was greatful that the taste was diluted by the water. Within the first night she knew something was different she had woken up in a cold sweat, her crotch damp  with vaginal fluids. She saw that Cyrus was struggling too. He was asleep, but his twitching erection seemed ready to erupt at the slightest provocation. Images flashed in her mind of jumping up and thrusting it deep inside of her. She had to catch herself to stop. She couldn't give in after the first day, Cyrus would never let her live that down. She walked and dunked her head in a nearby cold river to try and dull her passions. Sleeping out of sight of an erect penis helped her relax as well. 

In the following weeks the two trained like usual. The burning desire made focusing on the task at hand neigh impossible. Nuri didn't think Cyrus got flaccid for more than a few hours at the most.

Currently they were focused on endurance training. The black dragon stood over a running river. He was in a low squat. His stones were tied to another set of actual stones. The rocks were in the water and being pulled by the rushing current. He forced himself to maintain this position, ignoring pain and fatigue. Every motion of the river felt as though someone was attempting to sever his gems from his body. The desire to stop this sensation was strong. This wasn't the only desire he had to battle with.

His eyes shifted to the land. Nuri grunted and bent down, her tail swinging on the ground and kicking up dirt. She breathed deep and picked up a large stone. His eyes went wide for a moment seeing her womanhood glisten with sweat and fluids. She lifted the rock above her head and positioned herself on one end of a makeshift see saw. She stood with her legs apart, pussy above one end of a strong stick. She tossed the rock in the air. It slammed down and rocketed the other end of the stick upwards. She grunted and lurched forward. Cyrus saw her struggle and even in his lust filled state flet a beam of pride seeing her resolve. 

This was interrupted by a new jolt of pain in his loins. He turned his attention back to the river. A large piece of debris was snagged on the rocks in the water and making them pull even harder on his nuts. This was not entirely unexpected during this training. He grunted and forced himself to maintain his position. His large muscles flexed and strained at the effort. He grunted as sweat glistened down his body. 

This didn't go unnoticed by Nuri, who was ready to toss the rock she was carrying again. She looked at her master and unconsciously bit her lip. Seeing him covered in sweat and exerting himself like that drove her crazy. She couldn't help but think what he would look like if he were on top of her, his sweat dripping down on her. She tossed the rock, as she had done dozens of times that day without thinking. Only when the wood of the stick shot up into her crotch was she snapped back to painful reality. Being totally unprepared made this hit sting particularly harshly. She bent forward, resting her hands on her knees. She could hear Cyrus yell out not too soon after. "Perhaps we are due for a break."

The two dragons sat down, both equally wide legged. Cyrus face was looking up, carefully studying the clouds as they flew across the sky. Nuri leaned in close "what is it?"

The black dragon was snapped out of his cloud watching and responded "what?"

"You have that look on your face." She said, tilting her head "that look that says 'I'm old and remembering something from the past.' You get that look sometimes and it means a cool story. So spill."

The older dragon felt conflicted about being mocked for his age and having the student be eager to hear his tales. He decided to simply comply with her request. "Its just this sky reminds me of an important day in my life. I remember all of it in such clarity. I didn't think that day would be important to me."

Nuri scooted her butt across the ground to be in front of her master, sensing this story would be a good one. Cyrus continued, almost unaware of his students movement. 

"This was some time ago. I had completed my trials and was recognized as a full warrior. I was with my master and we were traveling back to our tribe after a skirmish with some minotaur. I tell you, you never forget the feeling of hard hoof on your crotch."

Nuri wished to press him on details on that but chose a different line of question. "You never spoke of your master much. Why is that?"

"Ah, I suppose I hadn't. I guess I mostly speak of her deeds rather than her. Its just." He paused for a second, thinking of how to express himself "it feels like I cannot describe her accurately. Looking back I feel like I'm always so far behind her. Even now I feel I have a long ways to go to catch up with her."

Nuri smiled "youre usually good with words, give it your best shot." 

Cyrus rubbed the horns on the back of his head and continued. "She was large. In every sense of the word. She stood a full head taller than me. She had bright red scales, that looked more brilliant than any ruby. Her muscles were harder than steel, and it was rare to see her struggle with any physical task." Cyrus laughed "she often lamented that she could not hold on to any one weapon for too long, as they all break in her hand. Her breasts were sizable, even taking into account her tall stature." Nuri couldn't help but see Cyrus getting erect again, but was unable to think of a sarcastic comment as her own loins were burning hearing about this larger than life figure. 

Without warning she grabbed her masters hands and brought them to her own breasts. His eyes widened at this breifly. Nuri spoke "so compared to mine how busty is she?" The red dragons chest was of a good size and it took a moment for Cyrus to fully process the request. He gulped and let go of his students chest before moving them away slowly. Motioning he outlined what would roughly be double d sized breasts. "And mind you she was about seven feet tall so they are proportional to her."

The younger dragon looked at her own chest and suddenly felt somewhat inadequate. Cyrus leaned back to compose himself. He continued.

"Her horns were long, almost like that of a ram. This is a testament to her long life. I dare say she is probably one of the oldest of our kind who are not divine. That didn't stop her from feeling almost divine to me. When she spoke she spoke with purpose. Her gaze was powerful, with icy blue eyes that can peer through into anyone's sole. Yet there was always a kindness to her. She had such a large heart, always willing to help anyone in need. Sometimes a short quest with her could take substantially longer because some bandits terrorized a small village and we had to root them out. And when she did do battle it was like seeing a old legend brought to life. She cut through a chaotic battlefield like a knife. It was as though she could predict every move her opponent's were going to make before they even had time to think. Of course she still had the dragonic fury. Those who raised her ire were quickly dispatched. The lucky ones were left with broken bones. The less lucky were left with things that don't heal when broken." He said, shifting his legs a bit closer together, undoubtedly remembering a nasty crotch shot someone took.

He continued. "That is what she is like. No matter how hard I try I don't think I can properly convey her to you. She is the one who set me on the path of the warrior. Before she took me under her wing I was unruly, disrespectful to my elders, and would pick a fight with anyone who looked at me wrong. Then she showed me what a dragon could be and I knew I wanted to be just like her. Like I was saying we made our way back to the tribe. She was carrying a stone pillar over her shoulder, her current weapon of choice. I followed her to a blacksmith. One of our finest, responsible for creating many mighty weapons. When she came out I saw her holding a very large blade. It was as long as I am tall. Its brilliance was almost blinding in the direct sunlight. If I had to name it I think I would call it 'a huge fuck off sword'". He said with a smirk. 

Nuri looked over to her masters weapon. "She gave you your sword?"

The older dragon nodded "indeed. I didn't know it just yet. I told her I was happy for her and hoped she wouldn't break it too soon. She smiled and looked down at me. But there was almost a sorrow in her eyes. She then presented the weapon to me. I was excited at this, as it is a very fine weapon, but I couldn't shake the feeling she had more to tell me. I placed the weapon aside and asked what was wrong. I'll never forget what happened next. She told me that I was her student no longer. Of course my heart sank at this, fearing that I had done wrong. But her kind expression quickly dispelled any such notions. Those blue eyes were such a mix of pride and sadness. She trained countless dragons before me, but this must never be easy. She told me that I must be a teacher now. I must go and find those in need and help them to grow like she had done for me. I must be a sheild for those too weak to defend themselves. I must be a light for those lost in the dark. Most of all, a teacher for those who need guidance. Hearing all the faith she had in me caused my eyes to water. I struggled to keep it inside. When she held me in her arms, I'm not ashamed to admit I cried like a child."

Cyrus paused and looked at his student. "No jokes about the big bad dragon crying?"

Nuri smiled wide "No, this is adorable as hell!"

The black dragon felt himself blush. He continued "I was just reminded of that day. Thats why I'm so happy to be training one such as you. I see great potential in you. I swear to you, in front of all the dragonic gods that I will do all I can to help you grow into a warrior like her. I know you have the potential within you."

Nuri was surprised by this. She was expecting a story of him getting his nuts crunched but got an emotional tale along with him gushing about her. Words got stuck in her throat. Instead she expressed herself by hugging her master tight. The emotion of the moment was a bit ruined by her feeling his dick on her thigh. She didn't let that stop her, and looked him in the eye. "I think we rested enough, I'm ready to get back to training."

With renewed vigor the two of them trained and by the time night came both of them where exhausted and very sore. They shared a tent and that tent accumulated all the smells of two people who had a hard workout. Not that either of them disliked this, the smell of sweat only served to push their desires into overdrive. Even if both were tired neither could sleep. They lay awkwardly for a while before Nuri broke the silence. 

"You've done this before. How can you get to sleep when your crotch is in pain and wet?"

Cyrus thought for a moment before speaking "well, the wet part dosnt usually effect me but we can massage the pain away at least."

The red dragon might have pointed out that this would be breaking the rule he set two weeks ago but she didn't care. She rolled over to face the black dragon. They lay next to each other, faces near each others groins. The smell of the others sexes were overwhelming. Tentatively at first they reached out and touched each other. They were both working under the pretense of a helpful massage and nothing more. Nuri gently rubbed her masters massive balls. They were made even bigger by being backed up and abused. She felt him shudder when her hands made contact. She wasn't sure exactly how to massage nuts but she did her best. Judging by the bobbing of his dick she could tell he enjoyed it.

Cyrus reached a hand up and rubbed his students pussy. It was warm to the touch and he could already feel his fingers getting wet. He took great pains to make sure his fingers never went inside, as this was a simple massage. He continued this, almost playing with her vagina lips as he rubbed his fingers across her womanhood.

The two of them continued for a short time before they picked up the tempo. They rubbed faster and both moaned louder. The black dragons dick bobbed, almost begging to be touched. Likewise the red dragons vagina was almost sucking in the males fingers. They still held firm to their training.

This wasn't ment to be as Cyrus balls tightened and he shot his seed across and into the belly of his student. She Likewise yelled out loudly as she climaxed, coating the males hand in her juices. They lay there for a moment, panting and trying to collect themselves. "Does this count as us failing the training?" Asked Nuri. 

Cyrus rolled onto his back. "It dosnt feel like we failed."

Journeys of Cyrus 2

Crackling of fire and howling wind was heard in the desert twilight. Two figures sat around and were lit by flames. Both of them sat in a wide stance, still sore from the trial of the night previous. Cyrus, the older dragon of the duo sat with pride, knowing his student had become a full fledged warrior. He looked massive even as he was on the ground. He was still naked, not seeing the point in putting on his loincloth when he would be spending the rest of the night resting at camp. He was stout, having strong bulky muscles over his body. His chest and stomach were a stunning shade of yellow, almost reflecting the light of the fire. The rest of his body was a dark black, and this was all finished with purple tattoos. Laying nearby, protected from sand and dirt in a cloth was his weapon. It was a sword and roughly as long as the dragon was tall. Its hilt a golden metallic studded with rubies. The blade was wide and came to a diamond sharp tapered edge. Like the hilt it was decorated with rubies. While showy it was definitely deadly, and its razor sharp edge would catch the light of the sun in a brilliant display. Cyrus never named his weapon, but his student would affectionately refer to it as "the huge fuck off sword." He looked over at his warrior companion, Nuri. Her feminine body was on display as she leaned her head back to drink down the last few drops of broth. Cyrus couldn't help but examine the body of his student. Her sizable breasts were on full display, her being comfortable naked as she was fully dressed. She had toned muscles but was nowhere near as large as her master. She sat on a log she had painful memories of. Her full rump allowed her to make any seat comfortable. Despite knowing every curve of her naked body, he wouldn't tire of exploring them any time he got the chance. When the colossal reptile saw her head start to lower he quickly turned his eyes to his pack. He fished around until he found a bag. He pulled it out and handed it to his student.

"Here is a little something to help commemorate today."

Nuri eagerly grabbed it up. "Awww you knew I would pass the trial."

Cyrus smirked and rubbed the horns on the back of his head. "Well, this would either be a celebratory reward or a consolation if you failed."

The red dragon moved, sat next to her master, and playfully punched his arm with a curse. She looked elated when she opened the bag. "Yellow squash? How did you find one this time of year and all the way out here?"

The male chuckled smugly. "When you travel as much as I do you are bound to make some connections with merchants." 

The female dragon didn't wait to actually listen to the answer to her question as she eagerly took a bite of her treat. Almost shoving one end unto her maw she chomped down and happily chewed. She then placed the rest of the treat in her mouth, licking up the innards. So eager was she to enjoy the rare treat that she allowed the juices to flow down her mouth and even splash onto her cleavage. While Cyrus was expecting her to enjoy her favorite food he was not expecting to see the female this ravenous. He felt a twitch in his loins seeing her sucking in the squash. Once more he had to avert his eyes to avoid getting more aroused.

Looking at the hollowed fruit seemed to bring something of similar shape to her mind, her eyes darted towards Cyrus well-endowed crotch, before she asked "So, didn't you say you took an oni club to the balls before. What was that about?"

The black and yellow dragon shifted his legs, accidentally causing a new pain to throb through his testicles as they bounced against his thigh. He tried to not show any reaction as he spoke. "Ah yes, that was some time ago. Id be happy to tell if you don't mind reminiscing."

The red dragon swallowed and smiled. "I'm always happy to hear about you getting busted." 

Cyrus crossed his arms. "I'll remember that next time I get the opportunity to buy squash."

The female almost chocked before flashing her most innocent smile. "There was food in my mouth and I ment to say get to bust some baddies heads because you are such a strong warrior."

Satisfied Cyrus nodded and began his tale.

"It was more than a few years ago. My travels found me in the far East. I found myself low on funds and agreed to help escort a nobleman to a port town. It was only a few days travel. The journey was uneventful, though the nobleman did seem intrigued and a bit flustered by my lack of traditional attire."

"He was looking at your dick?" Nuri added, taking Cyrus off guard.

"Well, I suppose." The black dragon stuttered. "I was wearing a fur loincloth, but I do suppose he could have seen my privates yes. He didn't show much interest in them besides looking." He said, almost ruefully.

Collecting himself he continued "when we arrived in town I felt something was off. I had the unmistakable feeling of being watched. I had assumed someone was after the noble so I was in high alert. My contact was to get him onto a ship that would take him to the next leg of his journey. I had to protect him for a full day until then and I felt watched the whole time. To my relief a new group of mercenaries awaited to escort him on the seas. I informed them that I felt we were followed and they left. Even as they left port the feeling of being seen was still with me. The town was bustling with all kinds of merchants pushing their wares, and as such I could not use my" he cleared his throat "'fuck off sword'. With my job complete I decided to leave the town and defend myself in a less populated area.

I traveled out of town and into a nearby forest. When there I waited and strained my senses. Finally I heard someone approaching. To my surprise it appeared to be an oni. They are a reclusive race, rarely seen but renowned for their strength and ferocity. I heard tales of their breeding habits. All oni are born female and instead of menstruating they temporarily grow a penis and testicles. I had seen many extraordinary things during my travels so I didn't  think this out of the realm of possibility. I eyed up my opponents, trying to size her up. Her skin was a striking dark blue. She was definitely feminine, with large breasts barely contained by bindings, that showed a generous cleavage. She was strong looking, with very toned muscles all over her body. I was especially surprised to see at least one part of the tales of oni were true. She had on an undergarment the locals called a fundoshi. It struggled to hold back her rather sizable male parts. If I had to guess her stones were about the size of apples, as for the rod I could not guess its size. One thing was clear, she was excited. Tearing my eyes from her parts I saw she had shoulder length black hair and small lower tusks. Over her shoulder she held a nasty looking club. It was a wooden and studded with iron nubs. I knew they were fierce with that weapon."

Nuri raised a brow at this. She looked down and saw that her master definitely had an erection that he failed to notice. Again. Looking back at his face she spoke. "You seem to remember more about her tits and crotch than her actual face!"

Cyrus realized this and fumbled his words "ah, yes, I was trying to give a better indication of- the body of a fighter is more important than their face, especially when sizing them up."

"I think you sized up enough there, master."

The black dragon didn't get his students double meaning and tried to continue on. "The oni looked at me with a wicked smile. She loudly declared that she wanted to have her way with me, and that she wouldn't be taking 'no' for an answer. Along with that she loudly declared her name as Omeko. I wouldn't let someone take from me without a fight. I drew my blade, making a brief demonstration of my speed and range with a weapon that outclassed hers. Most of the time, this suffice to this is enough to scare off an unworthy foe. This time, however, the oni's smile just grew wider. I must confess that my blood stirred at the idea of clashing with such a foe. We both took up fighting stances, our informal duel accepted."

The red dragon wanted to make a joke about where his blood was currently rushing but she decided to keep quiet as, things were getting good. She had also swallowed down the last of her squash. 

"The oni dashed at me with an almost unnatural speed. She swung her heavy club down and I narrowly jumped out of the way. The ground trembled with her strike. I made for a quick slash at her but she was able to deflect it, using her club masterfully. We were both fast and powerful, but neither of us were able to land a decisive strike. Soon enough we both stuck at the same time. Our weapons locked and neither of us wanting to back down. We were face to face with one another. The onis face was one of mad lust, the battle seemingly only encouraging her more. Before I could react she leaned in and licked my cheek. I was taken by surprise by this and felt violated. I quickly drove my knee between her legs. Her undergraduate slipped aside, letting her intimacy flop out. To my surprise her rod grew even more erect and I could feel it on my gut. I must admit it was larger than mine. She pushed me back and obviously was in pain but that didn't slow her down. Unfortunately she was able to disarm me. She struck my blade with enough power to knock it out of my hand. This had the additional effect of throwing me off balance. She took full advantage of this."

The ruby dragons heartbeat quicken as she got excited for the important part of the story. 

"The oni swung her club upwards. I didn't realize what she was doing until it was too late. My heart froze in anticipation when I realized where she was aiming. I felt the impact before the pain registered for me fully. For the briefest of moments I was hoping, no, praying that the hit wasn't going to be too bad. I realized the gods were mocking me when I finally felt it. It was one of the worst pains I have ever experienced. Honestly, I was sure at least one of my eggs had been cracked after that hit. I was lifted off my feet. My stomach lurched. The pain radiated in what felt like my very soul. When I finally came back to the ground I was able to force myself to stay up. I won't lie, it took every bit of strength I had in me, but I stayed on my feet. The oni was looking smug, thinking I had been thoroughly bested. I decided to let her think that."

The female dragon was enthralled and a bit horny by this, hearing about a good nut cracking and seeing her masters penis twitch at this recollection. "And then what happened?"

Cyrus continued. "I got her close, grappled her, and defeated her. Afterwards Omeko agreed to travel with me and we become friends for a-"

Nuri shouted "hold on, you can't just gloss over how you beat her. I want some details!"

Once again Cyrus rubbed the horns on the back of his head. "The details of that are not completely necessary."

The ruby dragon smirked. "It was something sexual wasn't it? You get shy when you talk about that. And your friend here also says you did something naughty with her."

She picked Cyrus' rod with her finger, causing it to sway. He gasped, shocked by this and having not realized he got hard. "Nuri, you're my student. You cant- I cant."

Grabbing hold of his member fully she spoke "Don't talk about me like I'm a hatchling. I'm a fully grown dragoness and I've been wanting this for a while. I know you want this too. I've seen how you look at me. Now…" she let her hand glide up and down Cyrus yellow cock. "You keep moving your jaw and I'll keep moving my hand."

Cyrus shuddered. He had wanted this for a while. All dragons had a naturally high libido, but he thought himself above such base desires. He knew of the legends of their ancestors and how their desires led to strife. However, in this moment all those thoughts melted away and he gulped. He continued. 

"I was weakened. I knew she wanted to take advantage of me so I made myself look as wounded as possible. She smiled and got closer. She tossed her weapon aside, overconfident, and reached towards me. When she got close enough I grabbed her wrist and flung her to the ground. My eggs were screaming the entire time."

"You mean these. I think they recovered." Nuri said as she used her free hand to play with her maste's balls.

Cyrus breathed more shallow, the memory and current events bringing him closer and closer to the edge. "Yes, as she was laying flat on her back I was able to get in top of her. I remembered something else I heard about oni when they display male genitals. If they had an orgasm they return to female and are usually less sex crazed. I spit on my hand and started to pleasure her. Not sure how long I could keep it up and wanting to exact some measure of v-" 

Cyrus shuddered, the feelings being too much for a moment. "Vengeance I grab held of her stones. I began to squeeze as I stroked her off. She made sounds that were a mix of pleasure and pain. Helps that she was already excited from before."

Nuri stroked faster, feeling her masters balls start to tense up. "Then what happened, keep going."

Now in a quicker pace Cyrus spoke again "I kept stroking and squeezing. Fast and faster." He said, lost in bliss as he almost was over the edge. "She yelled out and she, she, she-"

Cyrus roared out as his dick twitched and came. Thick white streams shot out, narrowly missing his student to end up sizzling on the campfire. The red dragon smiled and stroked more, wanting to get every bit of his seed out. He shuddered as the last bit of his orgasm finally faded and she panted. "She did that." 

The red dragon chuckled "I'm sure she did. Its getting rather late and I'm sure telling that story took a lot out of you." She said, licking her fingers clean. "Let's both go to bed. But I think it's going to be especially cold tonight, I think we should share a tent." 

Cyrus, once more, failed to notice he was already getting hard again.

Low Blow Quest chapter 7

The sound of fire crackling echoed in at the base of a cliff clearing. The leg of a stag was being cooked over the fire. The orc female beamed with pride, as her spear killed the creature. Outwardly the oni sulked but she was greatful and impressed by the orcs hunting skills. 

"So you wish to become a great warrior. You sought the training of a lizard hero whos name you never asked. He sent you to find a magic weapon to prove yourself and you never asked why. You heard a vauge story of a possessed weapon in Devils Valley and just ran off there blind."

Morn took a bite of warm meat and nodded "thats the nub of the situation yeah." 

Kuni sighed "you really like to just run headlong into things then. Not really a think things through kinda orc are ya?"

The orc shrugged. "I knew there was a hero in the mountains and that's all I needed. There is a weapon in Devils Valley and that's all I needed. Why worry about little details when I'll find them out when I get there. Why waste time when I have all that is necessary?"

"On top of all that you probably pissed off the Golden Order, the bandit group who harasses kingdoms?"

Morn leaned back and layed down on the ground. "If they are anything like the ones I beat they shouldn't be a problem. Besides from what I heard they need their asses and various other body parts kicked."

The oni couldn't help but feel a little flustered by this response. It might be ignorance but that level of confidence was definitely attractive to her. Morn leaned her head up to look at her oni companion "hey, so why do you grow a dick? And follow up whats it like?" She said, blatantly eyeing up her friends currently female crotch.

Kozor, the wizard bound to his human skull, piped up with clattering teeth against Morn's voluptuous hip. "Its actually something that occurs naturally, though not to such an extent as an oni. They are a reclusive race so they have not been studied-"

But the orc placed the skeletal head between her thighs and squeezed, forcing the mouth shut and reducing his speech to mumbles. "I believe I asked the fine lady here."

Kuni chuckled. "Those are two big questions. You see all oni are born female. The male parts don't show up until later in our lives." She scratched the back of her head, trying to think. "Well, we never have the moon days, instead we grow male parts."

Morn furrowed her brow. "Moon days?" 

"You know. Happens during the full moon."

Morn sat back up, now trying to figure things out. "What are you talking about?"

"Periods, ok! We don't get periods. Ever, Period!" Kuni shouted with a blush.

The orc couldn't help but smile. "Why are you getting flustered? We are both women."

The oni calmed herself. "It just feels weird to speak of what I never experience. And most others are adverse to talking about it. At any rate oni never experience them. Instead we grow a set of penis and testicles. They remain until they are destroyed or used by another."

"Jerking it yourself dosnt do it?" Morn said as she waved her hand in front of her own crotch, masterbating a phantom dick.

"No, any attempts at self pleasure fail. It just gets us to the edge and no further. It only makes the condition worse. You see, the longer we have the male bits the more swollen they become. The more desperate we become. Its almost like we turn into different people. Its not like a possession, it's more like our personality shifts greatly."

Morn shifted "whats that like? I've been possessed and it was mostly weird." She relaxed her legs and let her wizard be able to move his jaw. 

Kuni rubbed the back of her head "More and more our thoughts turn only to sex. The whole time it still feels like me, I'm still there, but I'm constantly controlled by urges. It's rather shameful the way things go. But what's worse of all is if we fail to find release. Then we get the Swells."

Morn lean forward, enraptured by the story. "Whats that?"

"When the balls become so full that they become intensely painful. The pain overwhelms ones whole body with horrible crotch pain. Until the merciful moment the testicles pop and we return back to female. There are tales of oni being taken captive and forced to go through the Swells. Its the stuff of nightmares." She finishes with a shudder. 

"If you are so afraid of the swells why are you traveling alone?"

"There are alternatives. During the first seconds the balls are formed on the body they are structurally weak and the female body is still in control. We can smash them as they form. It is very painful but it saves us embarrassment or even more pain. A common tactic involves a see saw and a large rock."

Morn snickered "please show me that next time I have to see. But you never answered why this happens to oni."

"That is a story that goes back many moons ago. Originally there were two oni gods. One male and one female. Likewise there were male and female oni. The male god grew too attracted to the female and tried to force himself on the female god. The two clashed for many nights until the female landed a devastating blow. She forced her opponent to the ground and raised her foot above her head before crashing it down on the males crotch, shattering his manhood."

Morn whispered to herself "Hammer of the Goddess..."

Kuni continued. "As the male lay dying all male oni died as well. Fearing the end of the oni species the female hatched a plan. She removed the males cock and balls and consumed them, gaining the ability to form and dismiss them at will. However, with his dying breath, the male cursed that if she had the advantages of balls, she would suffer the weakness as well. And that is why the oni species is the way it is. And I'm hoping to find a way to help my people. Thats why I said I wanted to find the demonic club. I was hoping an otherworldly power would be able to help me.

The skull began to clatter again "thats somewhat doubtful. Most of the time when a demonic spirit is bound to a weapon it either has no intelligence or is a lower level demon, and thus unable to break curses or change physiology. It is possible but if a powerful demon was bound to a weapon then there is probably no way any of us would be able to make it do what we want."

Kuni sighed "I knew it was a longshot. But I still want to do something for my people."

Morn leaned in and put a green hand on her friends red skin. "Heres the plan. We pick up the demonic weapon. If its a looser or dumb demon then thats that. We then go back to my master and see if he knows anything. I'm sure a great adventurer knows something about curses."

Kuni smirked. "That sounds like another half baked plan you run off on."

The orc chuckled "it worked for me so far!"

Some time later when the fire burned out the two women lay on the ground. Morn was fast asleep and snoring loudly. The wizard, for his part, seemed to be dormant. Kuni had some trouble getting asleep but soon found herself drifting off. However she found herself awakened by a sudden feeling on her breast. They were unbound at the time. She lifted her head and saw that Morn had rolled over and placed her hand on her generous boob. 

Kuni looked over and confirmed that her orc friend was still asleep. The oni gasped when morn started to move her fingers and began to feel up her friend. Kuni felt a tingle between her legs, being felt up by a woman she somewhat admired. She continued to let Morn grope her, and moved one of her own hands to her crotch. She cursed herself, before blaming her horny feelings on her male self but felt like she was still as bad as him. She began to pleasure herself, gently saying Morn's name as she did so. 

Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly rolled over when Morn stopped snoring and began to open her eyes. "Eh, someone say my name?"

Stammering Kuni responded "yeah I said 'Morn you rolled over and hit me'"

Morn mumbled nonsense before scooting away and falling back asleep. Kuni rolled away from her green friend and had to stifle a scream when she saw a skull staring at her. 

"I thought you were asleep." She whispered 

"I'm dead. I just learned to zone out if need be. But I heard and saw you enjoying yourself when Morn felt you up. Wonder what she would say if I told her about that."

The oni shot up and seemd to flush even more red. "You see I just returned to female so part of my male personality must still be-"

The skull managed to form a 'shhhh' sound without lips and spoke. "You don't have to lie to me, we both know that's not how your condition works. Besides, I don't want you to stop. I just ask that when you do have a nightly escapade you let me watch. And, perhaps, if you really want to keep me quiet you let me possess you now and again. I do need to train of course."

"And feel me up?" The oni said ruefully. 

"Of course I'd have to get a feel for the new body I'm in."

The ruby woman sighed and layed back down. She didn't want her new orc friend to think of her as a degenerate pervert. She agreed to the skeletal wizards terms and tried to simply sleep again. She failed to find much rest. 

Low Blow Quest chapter 6: half cocked

The seemingly lone orc walked through the planes. The weather was overcast owing to having recently rained. She had her goal in mind but getting there wouldn't be easy. There were always the unknown dangers that were waiting at Devil's Valley. 

"So you just ran off without asking any questions of what to expect in the valley? Or even what this weapon does?" A faintly glowing skull clattered. The soul of the wizard clung to his mortal remains long after his death. It had a thin piece of leather tied around it and it bobbed gently on the orc's round hips. The spirit bound to the skeletal remains was in the middle of chastising the orc for just running out of town too quickly. 

"You'll get more say in things when you can cast a spell that knocks someone out for more than two seconds."

The spirit in the skull came out, giving form to a transparent man in blue robes. "Hey, possession is new to me. That was my first time and it took a lot of energy."

Morn chuckled "all guys don't last long on their first try."

If a ghost could blush then Kozor would. "Don't say it like that. This is a necromancy type spell, I'm happy I can do it at all. And if you let me possess you some times for practice I could get better at it."

The greenskin rolled her eyes "You just want to be able to grope me again." She then had an idea. Wizards are smart right? "Hey, do you know much about biology?"

The human spirit shrugged "Something about it. The arcane is more my area of expertise."

A bit discouraged, Morn decided to shoot her shot. "Do you know where lizardmen testicles are?"

The spirit looked over and shrugged. "Between their legs?"

"Nah, I tried that already." 

Before this discussion could go any further Morn stopped dead in her tracks. She looked over and saw a lone figure standing in the distance. 

The figure was definitely female. She was clad in a rough fur skirt that had a seam that ran all the way up her thigh. Her large breasts were wrapped up in a tight bandage. Her skin was a striking bright red and her hair was pure white. Her build was muscular, putting even Morn to shame in terms of mass and definition. Scars of all shapes and sizes were etched across her red flesh. She was an Oni, and natural enemy of the Orcs. Her face bore a scowl of anger and her lips curled into a sneer. Her large lower tusks didn't imped her as she spoke "I didn't know goblins got that big. Or ugly."

Without looking away from the female Morn untied her wizard companion and tossed him aside, knowing what was to come. Both women approached each other. Both dropped their weapons as they approached, Morn dropping her spear and the Oni dropping her axe. Their feet sloshed in the mud until they faced each other. It was an unspoken challenge but very clear, the two would engage in a duel. Of course a clash of wills and words would need to proceed the physical engagement. "You talk big for a sunburnt human." The two women pressed their foreheads together, neither looking away from the others' eyes. Both seeing that the other would not back down they only advanced. Now their chests were pressed against one another too, the oni having her breasts already bound and Morn having her nearly exposed boobs pressed flat. Getting even closer now their lips grazed each other as they talked. 

Morn spoke up "My name is Morn, be sure to remember that name so all your oni friends will know to stay away from me." 

The oni chuckled, not backing away or letting the fact they were almost making out at this point stop her bravado. "You better remember the name Kuni because when I get the demonic club you'll be hearing that name everywhere."

They stared each other down for a bit more before the orc spoke up again. "Wizard, don't you dare interfere here."

With a chattering of teeth the skull responded "oh believe me I'm completely fine just watching."

"Yeah this is just between me and the greenski-" the red woman suddenly stopped mid sentence and turned her head to the wizard "did that skull just talk?"

Morn took advantage of this and swung her fist directly into the onis face. She reeled and fell in the mud, her ass causing a sizable splash. The oni wiped a trickle of blood from her nose before kicking her foot at Morn's, causing the green woman to fall belly down into the mud as well, making much of her body covered in slick earth. 

Kuni aimed her next kick at Morns face, but she was able to dodge the attack at the last second. Grabbing hold of her ankle she dragged her closer. The two of them grappled and rolled in the mud for some time. Eventually Morn grabbed hold of the bindings around Kuni's chest and yanked them. This caused the bindings to rip. Morns eyes widened as breasts larger than her own spilled out. This only lasted a split second as the breasts shot out of their confinement with force, nailing the orc in the face causing her to fall back. "How the hell did you make your boobs into weapons?" She said clutching her nose.

The oni looked down at her ruined bindings "do you know how long it took to get these tied up. I'm gonna be bouncing around the rest of the fight."

The skull spirit cheered at this remark. The oni rolled her eyes "why are you with him?" 

Morn shrugged and resumed a fighting stance. "He has his uses."

Kuni did so as well, a bit more uneasily due to her new chest movements. Morm did think that presented her a new set of targets. Dashing forward the orc shot her fist and dug it deep into the oni's soft breast flesh. She held her aching boob with one hand and shot her other forward to the orcs neck. Morn gagged even as the red woman moved her other hand to wrap around her throat. It took effort but Morn felt herself be lifted off the ground. Instinctively she moved her own arms on the oni's, desperately trying to relieve the pressure on her neck. Her legs flailed in an attempt to escape. It didn't take too long for her to get the idea to swing her legs between her attackers. She felt a solid impact on tender pussy. The ruby skin flinched but kept her position. Morn kept kicking again and again. Her vision started to fade but she kicked with all her might. Eventually she felt the hands leg go and she plummeted to the ground, getting covered again in wet mud. Morn coughed and held her sore neck. 

The oni for her part growled as she tried to sooth the pain in her loins. "You wanna fight dirty then eh? I'll show you what a real crotch shot is!" Mustering all her might she lifted her foot up. Higher and higher until her leg was completely straight up above her head. "Hammer of the Goddess!" Morns heart skipped a beat as she saw what her opponent was aiming for. She knew that in a second all that oni muscle and fury would be bearing down on her own crotch. Kuni's own heart fluttered as a combination of crotch pain from the greenskins kick and the mud making her footing unstable caused her to miss her mark, slamming onto the ground. Morn could have sworn that she felt the ground tremble beneath her.

After a second to make sure that her cunt was not shattered to dust Morn coughed and struggled to fully breathe again. She knew that she couldn't fight in this state so she decided to change tactics. She looked up at the ruby skin and tried to talk straight “that was amazing!”

The oni raised an eyebrow at this and stood still above the orc. Morn continued “I don't know you were this strong, or this beautiful. Surely someone like you can think of some other way to settle this dispute.” 

The greenskin rose to her hands and knees and slowly crawled towards her opponent. She gently placed a hand on the woman's thigh. The oni smirked and looked down, happy that her superiority is being acknowledged. She reached down and grasped the green one's chin, slowly lifting her up. The two faced each other again, but this time with the orc acting more submissive. Morn learned that her body can be a weapon in more ways than one. She just had to play along until she found a good opening. Morn closed her eyes and the two began to kiss. Morn, deciding to take advantage of the situation, grabbed hold of the red woman's breasts. They were some of the largest she had seen on a humanoid. She hated to admit but she was getting turned on herself. Judging by the moans of the oni she was too. Morn slowly worked her hand down the oni’s body briefly enjoying the women's abs before going down to her crotch. However she felt something strange. She felt something very warm and hard. What was this? Morn opened her eyes and saw that the ruby skin now had skin of blue.

“what the fuck?” Morn stated. She then looked down to see what she was grabbing and saw a large penis between the oni’s legs. “WHAT THE FUCK?" Morn shouted.

Morn had hit enough pussies in her life to tell the difference between hitting a woman and hitting a man. They felt very different. This wasn't there before. Morn let go and stepped back. She did hear the wizard laughing now.

“What's wrong Morn? Not familiar with oni?”

Morn couldn't take her eyes off the bizarre new set of male bits. The dick was erect and matched the blue skin of the rest of her. Below hung a pair of big testicles. They looked natural and like they were always meant to be there. Her eyes went up and her breasts were still huge, and the rest of her was the same, just a different skin color. “I never really asked about them. All the other orcs spoke of our rivalry and I just went along with it.”

The oni cocked her hip. "All oni are born female. When we hit puberty we sometimes grow male parts. They remain until another helps us reach climax.”

The skull chimed in again “ you get the same result from destroying the testicles. The flesh goes back and she becomes female again. She will be futa again later, no problem.”

Morn was still in disbelief. She was hoping to find a good chance to win the fight during the seduction. She supposed that the wizards idea would be such a chance. Still, the orc was strangely intrigued by the oni’s new privates. Maybe both ways would be best.

Morn approached again and grabbed the woman's dick. She stroked it, partly curious and still partly aroused. She began to stroke it. She used her other hand to grope at the balls. Kuni shuddered at this, having already been aroused by her earlier interaction. Morn could tell that the now blue oni was close to climax. Morn grabbed hold of the onis balls harder. She kept increasing the pressure even as the oni began to protest. “Hey! Careful with those!” 

Morn opened her mouth and swallowed the entirety of Kuni’s shaft. Kuni had to let out a loud moan as the sensation of pain and pleasure overtook her. She knew that even if her balls were crushed they would grow new when she once more became futa.

Morn continued to suck and tried to go further but a harsh gag made her pull her head up. Once more she stroked at the dick with one hand and squeezed the balls with the other. The strength in the onis legs gave out and she fell to her knees, the powerful sensations being too much for her. Her body wanted to fight against the orc, fearing the pain that was to come but also curiously welcoming it. Morn looked at the oni, whose face was a mess of panting and sweat. “So if you cum or lose your balls you'll become female again. I'm curious if you can have both happen at the same time.”

Morn suspected that the oni was scared yet curious at the prospect of a simultaneous orgasm and castration. This was confirmed when morn felt the oni unconsciously thrust her hips forward more, almost inviting the orc to do as she likes. The sapphire skin's breathing became more shallow and her moans more frantic. Morn knew she was about to cum so she bore down with all her might on the hanging testicles. The oni let out a frantic scream as her seed was forced out of her, both due to natural pleasure and the balls being crushed. As her cum shot out of her dick everyone around heard twin popping sounds as the testicles were ruined beyond repair. Morn herself was amazed by the effect that she herself caused. The once angry and fierce oni was now a quivering mess in her hand. She let go of the oni and the blue skinned woman fell on her back. Her flesh began to quickly change colour, returning to its original red. What especially interested Morn was the oni’s crotch. She watched in amazement as the dick and ruined sack retracted back into her hips, quickly morphing back into a familiar vagina. Morn couldn't help but feel the woman's crotch, just to confirm what her eyes saw. Kuni yelled out with a loud moan, still being hypersensitive. 

Morn shrugged assuming she was the winner of the fight now. She picked up the skeleton. “I can honestly say I did not expect things to go that way. I for sure had fun with it." 

The bones clattered as he spoke "yeah that was strangely hot. You should definitely turn on the sexy more often."

"How can something without a body be such a pervert?" The greenskin asked.

As she walked away Morn heard a voice cry out. "Wait!"

The orc turned around and saw the oni on one knee, struggling to stay upright. "You have soundly defeated me. And that… was the most intense experience of my life. Please, allow me to accompany you, mighty orc."

Morn smiled. "Sure, if you teach me that hammer kick move."