"She's as tall as I am, and as soft, but no line on her belly." Laenda said as Yanna got to her feet and blushed brightly while under scrutiny.
Yanna's clothes had torn, as they forgot to remove them before Merla strengthened Yanna, and her wonderful body was on full display. Her normally large breasts were even larger now, along with wide hips, strong thick legs, and firm round butt, Yanna's body had gone from being considered just nice to lovely enough that even Laenda grew warm at her appearance.
"Not grammie. Yanna needs different." Merla grinned at her. "Change needs. Strong lust. One lover, lust match. Two lover, lust increase. Three lover, lust increase. Add gifts." Laenda frowned.
"Why did you make...three lovers? Her wife, Traya, and oh. When you sleep." Laenda said in a more subdued tone.
"Grammie needs. Merla wake up, grammie take care grammie. Merla sleep, grammie still need care." Merla said. Laenda lowered her eyes.
"That's going to feel wrong for me." Laenda said.
"Grammie protect Merla. Feel different when sleep. Overwhelm grammie. Merla changed grammie." Merla said and lightly rubbed Laenda's belly. "When Merla sleep, grammie feel different. Not want sex. Full spirit. When Merla wake, grammie lust rage. Need lot sex." Laenda blushed brightly.
"Did you have to make it a raging lust?" She whispered.
"Gift. Bind grammie to grammie. Sleep make cool. Wake, lust rage warm love. Cycle. No break love." Merla said. Laenda began to understand what she meant.
When the winter cycle begins, she would be in no mood to have sex, but Tazaa would be. Yanna would be her outlet. Their love would cool, but not break. When the cycle was over, she would go into a heat that would be so hot, it would ignite their lusts once again. Their love would not break, and would heat up for the rest of the year.
It was currently necessary, and a protection for her family. Laenda didn't like how her wife would seek someone else to sate her appetite, but during the winter cycle, she wouldn't care as her role would be different from a wife who submitted to her mate.
Laenda had submitted to Merla, and would find a more intense fulfillment of her personal desires when she filled that role.
Merla could not only feel the needs of her grandmother, she saw how things would become complicated if Laenda was otherwise occupied, and Tazaa had no one to sate her natural instincts. Now that Tazaa was at her peak, those natural instincts were stronger than ever. She didn't want to be the reason, so she made the way ahead straight, and planned it out for both of them.
Soon, Tazaa would learn of how she would submit, and the punishment for tuskers. However, Traya would be first.
* * *
"Hm?" Traya opened her eyes and looked around. She saw Merla walk towards her, but she didn't walk upon anything. It was formless, like the black ribbon of the night sky.
"Did I die?" Traya asked. Merla grinned.
"Nope. Traya belong Merla. Submit to Merla." Her smile grew wider as ropes appeared and bound her hands and feet, then spread them both wide so she looked like she was suspended between two pillars. The atmosphere changed around Merla, and the one who appeared to be a child suddenly felt like a deity, not an orc.
"This is what a tusker needs in order to submit properly. Traya is a strong orc now, but needs to be dominated by someone stronger in order to submit." Merla's voice showed a maturity she seldom used, or was able to access.
"What are you going to do?" Traya asked quietly. Merla grinned again. Thin ropes wrapped around her upper body, firmly encased her breasts in a cage that made her large breasts strain against, and press out through the diamond shaped gaps. This made her hiss.
The rest of her body was also encased in thin ropes, woven into a harness that tightened on her flesh, right down to her large member. Right up the entire sixteen inch length, slender ropes threaded and wove around, tightly pressed on her flesh, and made her groan.
"I will show you that tuskers are not much different from fangers when it comes to strength." Merla said. Ghostly whips began to strike her flesh. Her member, her firm fleshy cheeks, her nipples, and her breasts through the cages, her back and her belly were all struck, one after another.
While those whips struck her, her real body didn't move while she slept. Merla had separated the two, and allowed her mind to experience the sensations, while her body had no after effects.
Which was a good thing as a ghostly tendril rose up, and several bulbs appeared on the end. For every inch, a ball appeared, and pressed to the middle of the head.
"Ah!" Traya cried out as each bulb was pushed into the opening. Each pop was painful, and made her growl as her lust grew stronger. She was close to a climax that would put her into a feral lust.
"I won't let you solve your lusts until you submit, Traya." Merla said firmly. The bulbs continued to pop within her, until firmly seated down the entire length. The slender ropes tightened on her member, and she began to pull the bulbs back out again.
Traya struggled with her bonds, but it was useless. She couldn't escape. As the whips lashed her sensitive places, and heightened her lusts, she couldn't take it anymore.
"Please, Master. I submit." She said as tears of frustration ran down her cheeks. Merla smiled.
"Your mother just laid down with you. It's time to show her how intense you can be, so when it's her turn to submit, she'll do it fully." The lashes were stopped, the bulbs pulled out, and the cages removed.
"Remember, Traya, you belong to me. Dominate her for me." Traya's eyes blazed with intensity as she was released.
"I will, Master." She bowed down and let her head fall to the ribbon of black nothingness. Merla smiled and touched the back of her head.
"Here." A sliver of manna infused into her consciousness. "This will keep your lusts firmly incited all night. Enjoy her flavor."
* * *
Yanna looked down at her daughter with a bit of guilt in her eyes. Vantra was asleep in the other room, but she couldn't help but dream of Traya's fierce bite, and her enormous member ever since the last time she fucked her with her partner.
She laid down, and was immediately rolled under Traya. She turned, and looked over her shoulder. She looked up into eyes that glowed from within, a blue manna stream now worked within her to incite her lusts properly.
"Merla said you should submit properly, and now I'll teach you why." Traya's member filled her and she groaned. Yanna didn't fight her daughter as this is what she wanted. She felt her tusks slide into her skin and a thread of manna incite her lusts into a frenzy.
Vantra listened from the other room, and wanted to get up, but she saw a ghostly image of a child stand not far from her.
'Soon, you will submit too. Both you and Yanna will belong to me, and I will make you strong.' The girl grinned. 'Sleep, Vantra. Your wife will always be your wife, and I will ensure her lusts are properly used.'
"You know how strong her lusts are. I can barely keep her sated." Vantra said sadly.
'Will adjust.' Merla yawned. 'Will strengthen only when more than one lover. When only Vannie, Vannie will be enough.' Vantra turned over, and knelt down on the floor.
"If you can make it so she stays my wife, and I don't lose her to others because I can't properly fulfill her, I will submit." Vantra bowed low.
'Vannie will make Yanna submit.' Merla yawned again. 'Vannie soon like Traya. Strong. Big. Big lust. Vannie belong Merla. Yanna belong Merla. Yanna belong Vannie. Now sleep. Traya prepare Yanna. Not for Traya.' Merla's eyes blazed with strength.
'Traya prepare Yanna for Merla.'
"She's as tall as I am, and as soft, but no line on her belly." Laenda said as Yanna got to her feet and blushed brightly while under scrutiny.
Yanna's clothes had torn, as they forgot to remove them before Merla strengthened Yanna, and her wonderful body was on full display. Her normally large breasts were even larger now, along with wide hips, strong thick legs, and firm round butt, Yanna's body had gone from being considered just nice to lovely enough that even Laenda grew warm at her appearance.
"Not grammie. Yanna needs different." Merla grinned at her. "Change needs. Strong lust. One lover, lust match. Two lover, lust increase. Three lover, lust increase. Add gifts." Laenda frowned.
"Why did you make...three lovers? Her wife, Traya, and oh. When you sleep." Laenda said in a more subdued tone.
"Grammie needs. Merla wake up, grammie take care grammie. Merla sleep, grammie still need care." Merla said. Laenda lowered her eyes.
"That's going to feel wrong for me." Laenda said.
"Grammie protect Merla. Feel different when sleep. Overwhelm grammie. Merla changed grammie." Merla said and lightly rubbed Laenda's belly. "When Merla sleep, grammie feel different. Not want sex. Full spirit. When Merla wake, grammie lust rage. Need lot sex." Laenda blushed brightly.
"Did you have to make it a raging lust?" She whispered.
"Gift. Bind grammie to grammie. Sleep make cool. Wake, lust rage warm love. Cycle. No break love." Merla said. Laenda began to understand what she meant.
When the winter cycle begins, she would be in no mood to have sex, but Tazaa would be. Yanna would be her outlet. Their love would cool, but not break. When the cycle was over, she would go into a heat that would be so hot, it would ignite their lusts once again. Their love would not break, and would heat up for the rest of the year.
It was currently necessary, and a protection for her family. Laenda didn't like how her wife would seek someone else to sate her appetite, but during the winter cycle, she wouldn't care as her role would be different from a wife who submitted to her mate.
Laenda had submitted to Merla, and would find a more intense fulfillment of her personal desires when she filled that role.
Merla could not only feel the needs of her grandmother, she saw how things would become complicated if Laenda was otherwise occupied, and Tazaa had no one to sate her natural instincts. Now that Tazaa was at her peak, those natural instincts were stronger than ever. She didn't want to be the reason, so she made the way ahead straight, and planned it out for both of them.
Soon, Tazaa would learn of how she would submit, and the punishment for tuskers. However, Traya would be first.
* * *
"Hm?" Traya opened her eyes and looked around. She saw Merla walk towards her, but she didn't walk upon anything. It was formless, like the black ribbon of the night sky.
"Did I die?" Traya asked. Merla grinned.
"Nope. Traya belong Merla. Submit to Merla." Her smile grew wider as ropes appeared and bound her hands and feet, then spread them both wide so she looked like she was suspended between two pillars. The atmosphere changed around Merla, and the one who appeared to be a child suddenly felt like a deity, not an orc.
"This is what a tusker needs in order to submit properly. Traya is a strong orc now, but needs to be dominated by someone stronger in order to submit." Merla's voice showed a maturity she seldom used, or was able to access.
"What are you going to do?" Traya asked quietly. Merla grinned again. Thin ropes wrapped around her upper body, firmly encased her breasts in a cage that made her large breasts strain against, and press out through the diamond shaped gaps. This made her hiss.
The rest of her body was also encased in thin ropes, woven into a harness that tightened on her flesh, right down to her large member. Right up the entire sixteen inch length, slender ropes threaded and wove around, tightly pressed on her flesh, and made her groan.
"I will show you that tuskers are not much different from fangers when it comes to strength." Merla said. Ghostly whips began to strike her flesh. Her member, her firm fleshy cheeks, her nipples, and her breasts through the cages, her back and her belly were all struck, one after another.
While those whips struck her, her real body didn't move while she slept. Merla had separated the two, and allowed her mind to experience the sensations, while her body had no after effects.
Which was a good thing as a ghostly tendril rose up, and several bulbs appeared on the end. For every inch, a ball appeared, and pressed to the middle of the head.
"Ah!" Traya cried out as each bulb was pushed into the opening. Each pop was painful, and made her growl as her lust grew stronger. She was close to a climax that would put her into a feral lust.
"I won't let you solve your lusts until you submit, Traya." Merla said firmly. The bulbs continued to pop within her, until firmly seated down the entire length. The slender ropes tightened on her member, and she began to pull the bulbs back out again.
Traya struggled with her bonds, but it was useless. She couldn't escape. As the whips lashed her sensitive places, and heightened her lusts, she couldn't take it anymore.
"Please, Master. I submit." She said as tears of frustration ran down her cheeks. Merla smiled.
"Your mother just laid down with you. It's time to show her how intense you can be, so when it's her turn to submit, she'll do it fully." The lashes were stopped, the bulbs pulled out, and the cages removed.
"Remember, Traya, you belong to me. Dominate her for me." Traya's eyes blazed with intensity as she was released.
"I will, Master." She bowed down and let her head fall to the ribbon of black nothingness. Merla smiled and touched the back of her head.
"Here." A sliver of manna infused into her consciousness. "This will keep your lusts firmly incited all night. Enjoy her flavor."
* * *
Yanna looked down at her daughter with a bit of guilt in her eyes. Vantra was asleep in the other room, but she couldn't help but dream of Traya's fierce bite, and her enormous member ever since the last time she fucked her with her partner.
She laid down, and was immediately rolled under Traya. She turned, and looked over her shoulder. She looked up into eyes that glowed from within, a blue manna stream now worked within her to incite her lusts properly.
"Merla said you should submit properly, and now I'll teach you why." Traya's member filled her and she groaned. Yanna didn't fight her daughter as this is what she wanted. She felt her tusks slide into her skin and a thread of manna incite her lusts into a frenzy.
Vantra listened from the other room, and wanted to get up, but she saw a ghostly image of a child stand not far from her.
'Soon, you will submit too. Both you and Yanna will belong to me, and I will make you strong.' The girl grinned. 'Sleep, Vantra. Your wife will always be your wife, and I will ensure her lusts are properly used.'
"You know how strong her lusts are. I can barely keep her sated." Vantra said sadly.
'Will adjust.' Merla yawned. 'Will strengthen only when more than one lover. When only Vannie, Vannie will be enough.' Vantra turned over, and knelt down on the floor.
"If you can make it so she stays my wife, and I don't lose her to others because I can't properly fulfill her, I will submit." Vantra bowed low.
'Vannie will make Yanna submit.' Merla yawned again. 'Vannie soon like Traya. Strong. Big. Big lust. Vannie belong Merla. Yanna belong Merla. Yanna belong Vannie. Now sleep. Traya prepare Yanna. Not for Traya.' Merla's eyes blazed with strength.
'Traya prepare Yanna for Merla.'
