Corruption of Souls

Ch.105

“Ha! Ahn! Harder~!” Runner demanded while she rode atop us, taking our massive cock with a surprising ease. The bunny-wolf was insatiable lately! After her latest scouting mission, she ran down the hall to our office so fast she slipped, then demanded that We fuck her immediately! “Faster!”

“W-We’re trying~!” We whined from beneath her atop our desk, the sexy woman so demanding that it was almost a turn-off. If she wasn’t panting desperately and thrusting herself onto us so needily, We would’ve at least demanded to take this to a bedroom. That said, we barely managed to summon a condom onto our member before she pounced!

“Ee~!” Runner squealed, her powerful puss pulsing around our penis. “Deeper! More! Fucking cum already!” Runner shouted excitedly as she groped our breasts, her fingers squeezing so tight she penetrated our iridescent white membrane and was digging into our slime.

“R-Runny not so rough!” We wailed, the sensation more intense than We were used to. We even whipped her ass with our trio of rat tails to try and get her to stop, but that just made her squeak and go at us harder. “Runny~!” We wailed before she set us off and our goo began surging up our hybrid knotty, ribbed and flared penis when she pressed our knot into her and she screamed in another orgasm while We began pumping her womb with cum and condom.

“Ah~ my pussy is so full! Knot me~! Tie me up!” Runner squealed and continued to rock on us to keep stimulating the both of us and encourage us to keep cumming. “Oh~...give me buns…”

“F-figured it was s-something like that. Urta?” We asked Runner between pants for breath and she nodded as her eyes glazed over, her tongue hanging out and her long rabbit ears having gone limp, draping the sides of her head like side bangs. “You went to the Coven and weren't expecting Urta to be there. You got set off and you came running to us since-.”

“Love you~...” Runner huskily panted out, her glazed dumb-fucked eyes, runic one too, looking at us as if We were the greatest thing in the universe and it made us cum all over again! “Oh~!”

“Sexy bunny!” We groaned and rubbed our hands on her belly, contemplating a blessing for her, one that would suit her specifically unlike the ones we were considering for the boys.

It was to this that Cocoa walked in on us. She was dressed in her normal attire and had Visilia with her, but wearing her armor. They paused at the sight of Runner riding us atop our desk and getting filled with cum, already looking pregnant with triplets. Runner tilted her head at them while smiling dopily. “What?”

“Don’t harm yourself dear.” Visilia sighed, but we could smell she wanted a go. Cocoa whined as she wiggled her hips. We could smell her need as she eyed our heaving and churning basketball sized testicals that were pumping Runner up, but she seemed to refocus on what they came for.

“Gah, like, I, unf, fuck, would.” Runner moaned as she gave us a smirk from over her heaving belly and b-ball breasts that made us cum, again! Oh~! Stop that~! You can’t get pregnant!

“Cocoa has strange news. Old friends from Black Units arrived to defect from Lust Demons. Torturas’ army came to serve her. Both groups say they tire of games of power, want a better life. Cocoa thinks they are earnest.” Cocoa informed us with confidence, but she couldn’t look away from how big Runner got, topping off at looking pregnant with nonuplets, half the size she got last time, but she seemed satisfied now.

“They also brought a god they had captured long ago. She’s in a form of stasis, covered in weapons of all types stabbed into her body and her name is lost to them. She’s a Gigawolf they smuggled from a treasure room, explaining that she’s carted around as a trophy to each general every few hundred years. They also explained that with Torturas’s ‘defection’ that they were about to be raided and she would have been lost anyway.” Visilia told us with a lick of her lips as her eyes raked over the two of us.

“Okay, So What do they want us to do?” We asked as We rubbed Runner’s belly, the bloated bunny-wolf cooing and sighing as the heat inside her quenched the thirst of her body’s instincts.

“They say is offer for wife to eat her and take her power. Say she is old goddess of ancient warriors.” Cocoa uneasily informed us and We huffed. That sounds like the descendent of Sif, clearly much more pure-bred than Pharos, who is distantly related.

“Ah, we have the goddess of Giga Beasts right on our doorstep and deserting Lust Demons want us to eat her?” We sighed and patted Runner’s flanks. “Alright, get up. We need to deal with this.”

“No~!” Runner whined, but We retracted our male organs and she yelped when she rolled off us without our pole of a penis to be perched on and grunted since she landed on her belly, the condom thankfully being one of those fancy self-tying ones like the first time she had sex with us as a female. “Oh~...” Runner moaned and rubbed her belly as she rolled forward until her huge boobs were squished against the floor and into her chin. “So warm~...”

“Up in the chair.” We told Runner, picking her up and placing her in our chair. “Okay, continue.”

“They seem to have heard you’ve eaten the Gods of Fertility, Dragons and Sex. Commerce didn’t pop up from them though. I’ve told them no, but they're insisting it for you to prove your power to them. They’re even willing to wake her up to force a conflict, at least the more extremist in the group which Urta has detained and is currently debating on eating.” Visilia informed us, which also explained why Urta set Runner off. If she’s back, then she was in the midst of birthing some precious babies at the Coven and Runner’s new biological imperative essentially got a shot of nitrous oxide when she was visiting the witches.

“Why do We have to eat her?” We asked as we rubbed our temples and looked at Cocoa for whatever thing the Lust Demons have in mind.

“Tradition of Old Gods, Lethice perverted it. If god powerful but subdued and incorruptible, they get consumed for power. None able to eat her, so she’s a trophy.” Cocoa chuffed in triplicate.

“That would explain why they’re trying the same with Wiatr.” Visilia sighed while petting Runner’s scalp, the pleased wolfish bunny cooing and nuzzling the demon alicorn’s hand.

“We’re not eating her.” We huffed in disgust. If they’re an irredeemable enemy or criminal, We’re fine with Vore. If they are neither, then we’re against it entirely.

“You could breed her. It substitute to gain their loyalty.” Cocoa offered as an alternative and We felt a bit ill at the idea.

“You mean Rape a sleeping goddess?” Visilia said in disgust which We agreed with.

“Or We could just Purify them. What else could we do? We’ve already fucked and pacified Torturas.” We believe she is still in the breeding program, though We can’t remember if she’s currently incapacitated or not. Being the only free Holstaurus makes her a premium breeder.

“They see her as yours, but not them. They need you to prove you’re powerful. Like how you did with Cocoa.” Cocoa supplied and We could see that line of logic. Willow did absolutely dominate her before bringing her to Unity for Purification.

“Ugh, Visilia, Runner, your suggestions?” We asked the two, even if Runner was still floating around on cloud nine.

“It’s not my jurisdiction and I’m unsure how to act too. Honestly, I wish Berserker was here, he would’ve loved to take care of this mess.” Visilia replied with a shrug.

“Let me suck their souls out from their bodies~. They probably taste delicious, along with the occasional screams that tickle my fancy~.” Runner said dreamily.

“Ugh. C’mon, guys! Can’t you just settle things a little more peacefully?” We groaned as their suggestions revolved around ‘kill them off’. Is it really too much to ask for a peaceful solution?

“I’m not exactly in a diplomatic mood right now.” Visilia huffed and Runner giggled airily as she squished her bloated belly. “Now c’mon Runner. Let’s get you drained and cleaned up before we head outside.”

“Aw…”

(<3)

“So why do We have to eat her?” We demanded in annoyance while Urta and Pharos at his full size stood nearby. We were standing just outside of the gatehouse on the Everfree side of the drawbridge while We visually examined the small army of demons and the huge wolf they had on a levitating wooden slab to get her here. She had hundreds of weapons stabbed into her side, yet was still breathing. How the ancient deity wasn’t dead was baffling.

“Our Mistress submitted only after Purification. We don’t count that as you being strong.” The leader, a large Griffin Herm wearing nothing but a bra that had runes in it for magical shielding, projectile shielding and blunt force shielding inscribed in it. “We want to see your power.”

“What if We just Purify you guys and leave the wolf alone?” We asked, causing them to blink before the griffin growled.

“You can’t do that to all of us!” She snarled. “We have choices on what we do!”

“True, but most Lust Demons don’t seem to mind having their minds cleared up. Or We could just shoot you all. Most of you only have melee weapons.” We commented with a gesture at our snipers on the wall.

“Seriously, you twats are lucky enough my pissed off brother isn’t around. He would’ve ordered everyone to shoot you on sight.” Runner snarked with a roll of his eyes, having flipped back to male for now to help clear his head of the biological urges of his female form. “Or, you know, murder you all with his own hands.”

“None of us like you. Especially with the shit you and your whorish friends have done.” Visilia snorted angrily.

“So?” We asked with our hands on our hips. We saw cogs grinding in the heads of the dumber demons before they rushed the bridge into town and followed the signs directing to the Purification pool. “Good to see some have sense to them.” We huffed and turned to the ten officers remaining.

“Great. We brought you an offering, and you...just…” The griffin herm snarled and clutched her staff tightly.

“Don’t.” Runner warned, since he was already at her throat with his Kunai.

“We prefer Offerings of Gold, Food and Sex toys...apparently. Not gods for us to...eat.” We gagged and mused that if they had instead submitted the bustiest and heaviest-hung members of their group to be our sex slaves...We might have just done it to have some fun for a bit, then We’d purify the lot of them anyway.

“Whatever. She’s a glorified trophy anyway. She barely has power anymore with her blood spread so thin. Whyever she did that, none will know since any of that history was burned.” Another demon said with a roll of her eyes. “The Werefox over there has more pure Wolfblood than his god here. We just wanted to have something of value to offer.”

“We’re not war-mongering monsters, what made you think we’d want a damn trophy, let alone one still alive?” Visilia retorted with a shake of her head.

“What use is a deity’s power when it’s locked up? We’d figured you’d be ecstatic about this?!” Another demon complained and We rolled our eyes.

“Well, We’re not.” We deadpanned, tired of this already.

“The most this could be of use to us for, is somehow healing her and trying to partner her with Pharos so he’s not the only big beast around.” Runner added on and I suddenly had all gauges go from frustrated annoyance, to matchmaking mode!

“You don’t say? We’re not eating her unless there’s no choice. You ten go on in and jump in the purifying pool.” We made a shooing gesture and approached the comatose deity to see about helping her.

“So hurry it up and stop wasting all of our time. Do you want to live a better life, or do you want to die for a useless cause?” Runner remarked before returning to our side.

“Fine.” The busty and hung griffin herm groaned before she and her remaining subordinates trudged into Unity to use the pool.

“Hm, how do we wake you up?” We hummed before opening her mouth. “If she lacks blood…”

“Who is she supposed to be?” Visilia asked us when she approached with Pharos sniffing the sleeping ancient wolf curiously.

“Maybe Sif; the Great Gray Wolf. However, Berta would have killed her and taken her soul if Dark Souls played out like it had.” We sighed and rubbed our face, not minding the millennia old morning breath of the slumbering giant beast. We’ve smelled worse.

“We can ask her later. For now, if she needs blood; Pharos, are you okay with sharing yours?” Runner asked the giant green fox, who nodded and I looked at him, wondering why he wasn’t speaking when he has the ability to speak. “Okay then, let’s get those weapons out of her and-oh, you two don’t need to stay if you don’t want to. We’ll take care of her.”

“I hope this doesn’t hurt.” Pharos sighed and I was glad I hadn’t imagined his deep and rumbling voice before when journeying from the middle of nowhere towards civilization.

“Alright, just be careful you two.” We advised the boys and turned to cross the bridge with Urta quickly approaching us and We smiled when she nuzzled us.

“Well, now that this matter is dealt with and I’ve got several buns out of my oven, maybe we can do some speed breeding later, get a few Argent souls out of my balls.” Urta purred to us as her fluffy tail twined with our trio of rat tails.

“Mm~, you know We’re not opposed to that, but for now We need you watching over the demons and making sure they all get purified.” We smooched her cheek and she playfully patted our ass before hurrying into the box canyon by leaping down into it instead of waiting for the elevator like Visi and us. Silly Urta, casually pretending to be Superman.

“Gods, that woman is insatiable.” Visi huffed and fanned herself, but then her bothered expression suddenly shifted to amusement. “Oh gosh, something silly just popped into my head. Oh, what I wouldn’t give to see Bryan struggle not to sing again.” Visilia chuckled and We blinked at her. “From a ‘try not to sing along’ challenge.”

“Wait, he sings outside of band battles? Hunter told Us about that trip.” We commented as the elevator took us down and We smiled at the sight of Urta picking up one of the demon commanders and tossing her into Harmonia’s pool before the wall of the shrine blocked the sight from our lowering vantage point.

“Well, no, but the girls and I do try to get him to sing some songs for us. Runner introduced us to that challenge back home and it was so funny watching Bryan and the boys try not to sing or move to the beat of the song.” Visilia laughed after we reached the bottom floor of the canyon and turned towards the keep on the opposite side.

“Maybe we should do that here.” We suggested and Visi couldn’t withhold her grin.

“Yes, I think we should do that, or outright have a karaoke night sometime. Sorry about bringing it up out of nowhere, but Runner was so chatty when we were draining her womb.” Visi stage-whispered to us conspiratorially and we both got a gleam to our eyes. Is she suggesting that We indulge Runner more often and fill her up so Visi can pump her for info while pumping her for cum? Devious!

“Maybe we can try that the next time they’re all here?” We chuckled and leaned in to nuzzle Visi, who didn’t shy away and returned the affection.

“Definitely! Most of the time, Bryan would smash the table because he was really struggling not to sing.” Visi told us and We could see Berserker doing that. It goes to show that no matter what he sees himself as, he’s still a normal person deep down.

“Yeah, that sounds like a funny thing to see. It might be hard for us to keep Willow from singing ourselves.” We mewled as We roamed our eyes up and down Visi. Even in armor, she held this incredibly hot and sexy presence. Like her armor failed to contain her innate demonic allure. She wasn’t using penis potions in secret again was she? She is just so enticing right now...

“Are you checking me out again?” Visilia teased with a saucy smirk and her wings stretched away from her back, reminding us that she had them and they were big wings. She could easily scoop us into one and reel us in if she wanted.

“Yes~.” We cooed, eyeing her tight yet motherly ass, watching how her stride stretched the form-fitting material of her armor underneath the plates. Thank goodness her fauld didn’t have hilarious ‘butt plates’ like from Space Balls or it’d be too silly to find sexy.

“Well, you can’t have any of me.” Did she just turn us down?! “I’ll be busy for a while, so until I’m finished I can’t spend time on having sex. Not to mention, you have work to do yourself.” Visi reminded us about the dreaded bane of our life. Paperwork.

“Aw.” We mewled in disappointment while we entered our home and she followed us up to our office, which had the mess from when Runner jumped our bones cleaned up. “We’ll be done as soon as We can.”

“Good girl.” Visi smiled and patted us on the head. “I better get going, see ya later.” Visi turned and had the gall to tickle our nose with her long red pony tail. That horrid tease! You can’t just tell us no, then give us the age-old come-hither tail-tickle!

“Hmph.” We huffed and looked at the pile of work We had. With everything going on, even with Money Mover and Quibbler filtering through our paperwork before it reaches us and delegating to the correct offices, so much was still landing on our desk. “We need a secretary.” We need a direct secretary. Maybe Barb would be willing?