Rodyne grunted, biting down hard on the salty seaweed rope that was tied through her mouth. It had all happened so fast; the idyllic morning she’d spent fishing seemed impossibly long ago now. That peaceful facade had been broken in a flurry of panic and water as her boat was flipped and she was taken. They were savage and unnatural beasts that attacked her, but she’d only gotten a proper look at them when they hauled her, half-drowning, to a strange beach. It was inside a cave, which had walls covered in strange glittering crystals that reflected the light from a hole in the ceiling high above them.
Her mind was brought back to her captors as one sidled up behind her. She couldn’t tell if they were descended from men or fish, being a strange amalgamation of the two physically. Their long limbs ended in webbed hands and feet, covered all over in silver-black scales. Their heads were almost entirely fishlike though; tiny midnight-black eyes staring beadily out over thin lips that barely concealed mouthfuls of razor teeth. One was inches from her face, rank breath heavy in her nose as it held her arms still. The others, several dozen of them, were scattered around the chamber of the cave, staring statue-still and deathly silent as the one behind her lined itself up.
She closed her eyes and bit down harder. She knew what to expect at this point; nearly a dozen had gone before this one. That didn’t at all prepare her, however, as she felt the tip of the creature’s strange cock against her already-sore entrance. Their members were thin, but long, and covered over with the same scales as the rest of their bodies. These scales pointed backwards in what Rodyne could only describe as a cruel evolution that’s only purpose was discomfort.
The young blonde couldn’t hold back her groan as he slid deep. He was lubricated as he went by the previous fishmen’s cum, an amount Rodyne was thankful she’d lost track of. Her pussy was helpless to stop him, loose from the others before him and completely soaked. She shivered as his hips slapped against her ass and tensed her body for what she knew would come next.
Her eyes rolled back in her skull as he pulled back, a lewd moan forced from her lips as the scales ravaged her used cunt. They scraped her walls mercilessly as he dredged his vile cock back through her, sending lightning along her spine. Without pause, he slammed back into her, fucking her with complete abandon. She knew they wanted her to writhe and squirm, their cocks were built for it after all. Still, fight as she might, these strange fishmen seemed purpose-built to use her body against her. Again and again, he crashed into her and she could already feel the heat building in her core.
It wasn’t long before she came, screaming into her gag as her juices poured forth, coating the fishman’s hips. Still, he didn’t stop, simply tightening his grip on her thighs until his claws left faint red lines on her fair skin. His fucking was animalistic, simply a biological need to breed, and he wasn’t going to stop until he’d finished. Her orgasm pushed on until she lost all thought, her body moving on its own to push back onto him. Then, he was ready.
Lodging himself deep, he came. Rodyne spasmed uncontrollably as she felt his cock pulse and the first hot blast against her deepest place. Her orgasm became a second as he filled her with his unnatural seed, adding it to the loads his companions had already pumped into her. Then, finished with her, he dragged his cock back through her one last time, sending her into another fit of spasms. His cum splattered out of her used cunt, adding to the growing pool of filth below her as she came down from her climax.
She fought to regain her breath, every muscle burning, even as the next fishman lined up behind her.
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It had been hours, though how many Rodyne couldn’t begin to guess at. The fishmen had all taken their turns with her, one after another, until her belly swelled with their cumulative loads. They’d dragged her then, half-delirious, deeper into the cave. They dropped her unceremoniously into a pool of water there, black and icy cold. She came back up, gasping for air and shivering uncontrollably. She noticed then that the fishmen were watching from the edge of the pool, but they were no longer watching her. She turned, following their silent gaze, to where long spiralled tentacles were rising over the water’s surface to bear down on her.
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