When his feeding was over, Keyleth felt freer than ever before. All of the useless parts of her mind had been excised; her inhibitions imbibed, her morals masticated, her shame swallowed. Now, all that was left to motivate her was the primal urge to feed, fight and fuck. She clenched her asshole even tighter around his shaft, squeezing another load out of him, and began plotting her escape. After all, there were entire planes of monstercocks just waiting for the chance to stretch her holes...
"Back again already? Nnnnngh... Yeah, I'm tougher than you thought - you barely fucked me unconscious for five minutes! I saw you taking a turn with Vex; saw you suck all those pathetic morals out of her and swap them for a bellyful of hot jizz... Makes me wonder why I wasted years on this whole Aramente thing instead of training my ringpiece to swallow cock better. Ooh, you weren't expecting that squeeze, were you? Brace yourself, big boy - because I've got years of repressed butt-lust to satisfy and if you're not up to it then I'll just have to put you in the ground and go hunting.
Gods, who would I even pick? Maybe a hunky Celestial or three? No, a dozen fat-dicked Devils! Or a giant stag from the Feywild - yeah, he'd really hit my spot..."
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Gods, who would I even pick? Maybe a hunky Celestial or three? No, a dozen fat-dicked Devils! Or a giant stag from the Feywild - yeah, he'd really hit my spot..."