Breed me, Master… [fantasy][noncon][monster][domination][inflation][impregnation]

This one is a bit different from the stuff I’ve been posting.
Hope everyone likes it XD

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His hooved feet crunched on the stone as the minotaur stalked toward the female elf. Each footfall sent a faint tremor across the ground. Each step made her heart slam against her chest. Each stride drew him closer and closer to her prone form.

His crimson eyes roamed up and down her nude, nubile body, appreciating her supple flesh. A sneer pulled back his maw to expose sharp fangs. He licked his lips as he stood over her. His massive body loomed like a mountain.

He was an ancient warlord, resurrected to terrorize the world, and she was the elven warrior who had come to stop him.

It was a mistake.

She was powerless against his strength and magic. Her fireballs glanced off his protective fur like pebbles deflected off an unmovable boulder.

Her sword managed to draw a gash over his arm but a small trickle of blood from his wound was far from enough to slay him. Now, the weapon lay useless on the ground, beyond her reach.

He had decided to make her the first of his breeding slaves. After disarming her, he had ripped her clothes to shreds. She had struggled and slipped from his grasp. She thrashed and crawled away from him, desperate to flee.

But escape was impossible.

Not when fear paralyzed her. Not when her legs betrayed her command. Not when he was already upon her.

“Accept your fate, pitiful elf. Your struggle is futile,” he growled, his voice deep like grating stones.

“I will not! Filthy beast!” she roared, mustering the last remnant of her defiance.

Flame burst to life in her palm as she swung out at him. The fireball slammed into his face before exploding. Black smoke billowed around him and his towering frame swayed.

For a heartbeat, a spark of hope kindled in her chest.

Then it was smothered when his massive hand seized her throat and hoisted her into the air with ease.

He emerged from the fading cloud unscathed. “Be proud, pitiful elf. You will be my first breeding slave. The first to bear my child and the first to birth my army,” he growled.

His words sent a spike of terror through her. Then her skin turned cold when he took her thigh in one hand and spread her out.

The sight of his cock filled her with nauseating dread. His engorged crown dripped with precum as his veiny shaft pulsed with eager anticipation.

“I-It’s too big. It won’t fit…” she whimpered.

He only sneered in response before lowering her to his monstrous length. She mewled when his massive tip pressed against her entrance. Tears streaked down her cheeks as hopelessness and fear squeezed her heart.

He pulled and her resistance gave way. Her folds parted for him, surrendering to his dominance.

Pain and pleasure swept over her as he pushed into her tightness, forcing her pliable walls to stretch out beyond possible and accommodate his size. His crown popped inside her and she convulsed with a sudden surge of ecstasy.

“Ohhh! Y-You’re too big! I-I can’t…” she sputtered, spasming helplessly atop his cock as a climax tore through her.

He chuckled. A deep throaty delight at her writhing agony. “Still much more to go, little elf,” he said, then abruptly yanked her downward.

She wailed, deafening and haunting, as his immense size pushed her to the verge of breaking. He reached the depth no one had ever explored and pushed further than she ever thought possible.

Her eyes darted wide at the sight of her bulging stomach. The once flat plane now swelled with his girth. Molded into the shape of his monstrosity.

She screamed, unbelieving. Her heart pounded with fright and panic. Her mind reeled with fear. Her body overwhelmed with pain and pleasure.

But it was merely the beginning of her nightmare.

With firm grips on her neck and thigh, he rutted. Thrusting in and out of her with vicious force. She was powerless to resist now. Unable to even think anymore.

His hand released her neck and shifted to circle her once slender waist before his pace quickened. Her moans turned to wordless burbles as he relentlessly impaled her again and again.

Thoughts melted from her mind in the heat of his feral brutality. Pain quickly turned into pleasure as her body conformed to his monstrous size. Fear and trepidation changed into ecstasy and depraved lust.

Then after long minutes of savage fucking, he hilted her one last time and bellowed a primal roar. His shaft swelled, throbbing wildly within her stretched out confines.

He erupted in the next heartbeat. A burst of molten torrent.

She squealed, finding her release when he flooded her womb. His heat was sweltering within her as he forced her belly to expand even further.

By the time he was done, she had completely lost all sense of herself. Her mission, her pride and dignity were no longer of importance.

A thought filled her mind as he lay her down on the floor, her stomach pregnant with his seed.

*I am nothing but a mere flesh for his pleasure. His desire is my command. His children are my treasure.*

Through teary eyes she looked up at the minotaur. A drunken smile curled her lips.

Happiness filled her heart as she said, “breed me, Master.”

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/130qlmn/breed_me_master