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With blood dripping from Krakch’s halberd, another human victim fell to his fury.
He was Fangleader of clan Rekse’ Stormvermin regiment. His larger than average size gave him an advantage over his foes, using brute strength and cunning tactics to overpower any adversaries.
After the regiment was slaughtered by human mercenaries, Krakch fell from the grace of his warlord. Clan Rekse needed numbers, but it couldn't be populated by the shameful-weak. Thus, Krakch needed to prove his prowess to the clawlord and regain his breeding rights.
The green glow of Morrslieb illuminated Evelyn’s excited body. The sorceress watched the figure intently going from building to building, killing all that it encountered. Gore dripped from the long halberd before it scurried into another alleyway.
Chaos was nothing new to her, but the feeling of pleasure in its presence was. Her member hardened underneath the robe she wore, a craving enveloped Evelyn’s thoughts. To see the children of the horned rat was almost that of a blessing in her eyes, she longed for a chance to study the specimen.
The stairs squeaked with each step, overpowered by the sudden bloodcurdling scream of Evelyn’s neighbor. Her home was still untouched, but there was no time to prepare. She left her place of study for what could be the last time and stepped into the alleyway.
Evelyn leaned against the the brick wall, the heavy steps of armor could be heard approaching. Hands wandered along her body, palming her cock through the cloth and eliciting a soft moan.
At the end of the alley the brute stood tall, his glowing red eyes watching her intently. Her robes fell to the ground, leaving Evelyn in her undergarments; they barely covered her large breasts and continuously growing erection. A low growl escaped the maw of the rat man, an almost primal urge surged within; his own length grew underneath the gore covered plate of armor, halberd falling to the ground.
“Breeder-thing, squirt musk of fear-lust and plead-beg for your life,” A black furred hand reached into the pouch on its belt, pulling out a pinch of a glowing powder with an ominous energy to it.
Krakch’s free hand pushed her against the wall with a great force, gripping the powerless woman’s throat. Evelyn’s breathing was forcefully stopped, face turning a pale color as she begged silently, albeit unsuccessfully. Up close, she could see the blood dripping from his sharp teeth; it was horrifically lustful.
“Degenerate breeder squirting musk of lust. You already Horny-beg for the Tyrant-Champion Krakch of Clan Rekse? You plead-want the greatest-best to fill you with the most potent-hot seed?”
The furred hand loosened its grip and after a sharp yet desperate inhale, Warpstone powder entered both of their lungs; all emotions and urges intensified. Krakch forced her into a deep kiss, his long tongue delving into her mouth and hands wandering the seductive body that he had pinned against the brick. The taste of the breeder’s saliva was addictive to the rat man, he lapped at her tongue and explored into her throat. The sharp claws on his paw claws ripped her undergarments apart and he roughly fondled the breasts that pressed against him. Krakch pinched and pulled at the woman’s nipples, another moan was elicited into her brutes maw; one which only caused further desperation.
Evelyn grinded her cock against the creature’s thigh through the bloodied cloth, the contact causing pre to leak onto the Stormvermin. Her hands travelled across Krakch, slowly taking off the plate armor and thick robe underneath. The skaven’s erection pressed against hers, being as long as her arm and thicker than anything she has seen previously. Her small hand couldn’t even fit around the girth of the rat man’s member, his own pre leaking from the tip as she teased it.
The desperate and everlasting kiss finaly broke apart, Evelyn gasped for air and looked up to Krakch, eyes filled with lust. His hand moved to the other breast, squeezing roughly and pinching her nipple.
“please,” a voice filled with passion, she paused and rubbed her cock against his leg quicker. “Great tyrant black fur, use my holes for your pleasure”
A high pitched moan escaped as she released onto Krakch’s thigh, the cum clung to his fur and merged with the dried blood that covered his body.
Evelyn’s cock remained erect, twitching at every bit of contact. Her desperation remained unyielding, “please!” She yelled, “Please Krakch, fill your breeder with your hot seed~”
The rat man grinned, turning her around and squeezing her ass before giving it a loud slap. The large vermin cock prodded against her tight hole and the head was forced inside dry; the woman's scream let loose and blood spilled from her already ripped apart asshole.
Both black furred hands on her wide hips, he forced his hard cock all the way inside of her. The pain was like nothing Evelyn has experienced before, “Your scream-cries only make me want to fuck-breed you harder.” The blood now coated Krakch’s cock, allowing him to slide all the way out before pounding into her even harder.
Evelyn’s tight hole was now lubed, but at what cost? With the absolute beating it’s taking she could do nothing but scream and try to push the rat man; her ass is already beginning to form to the shape of Vermin Cock. The blood dripped between the couple, pooling at the ground near their feet.
Before long her pain dissipated; screams of agony transformed into moans of pleasure with each hard thrust. Krakch hit her metaphorical g-spot and her cum was sprayed onto the red brick. The woman was turning into a braindead fucktoy for the horned rat, “Krakch, oh please,,” she begged, “Dont stop! Keep abusing my broken hole, fill me with your seed~”
The Stormvermin’s tongue dangled from the side of his maw as he rutted against his breeder again and again. He reached for another pinch of warpstone, forcing some into his parter and unto himself. The once panting rat man received a new burst of energy, his thrusts quickened while his own knot began to grow.
“Stupid breeder-thing, gonna fill-plug your fuck-hole with my knot” Krakch’s words came alongside a low growl that only caused Evelyn to fall further in love.
The claws on the blackfurred hands drew blood from the woman’s hips, the pain only adding to the pleasure of both lovers. With that surge of pain, Evelyn truly lost her mind; becoming a fuckdoll for the brute that pounded her bloodied hole.
Krakch’s knot slammed against her hole again and again, “Tyrant im gonna cum, give me your knot! Humanity lives to server their Skaven overlords, I live to service you,,”
With deep growl emanating from the rat man, his knot was forced into the girl, treating her as nothing more then a personal use hole for pleasure. His chaos infused cum filled her entirely, causing Evelyn’s stomach to bulge outwards.
The sorceress screamed in pleasure at the warmth and of her own release, spraying her cum against the brick wall she was held against. His knot plugged her hole, keeping the two together for several minutes before Krakch forced himself out. His warpstone green cum flowed out of her bruised and bloodied asshole, glowing bright green matching only that of the powder he inhaled not long before.
“Good breeder-thing, your new life-existence is to serve the horned rat, yes yes” He spoke softly into her ear, red eyes filled with a hunger only she could match.
“You’ll be my good cum dump fuck-hole, now clean-lick your over-tyrant”. Krakch couldn't fulfill his mission to the clan lord entirely, but he now has a new permanent breeder to pleasure himself with; one that wishes nothing more than to service him.
Evelyn got onto her knees and took the large cock into her mouth, licking and sucking him clean and swallowing the pre that continuously flowed.
Her new purpose was to serve chaos and to be a skaven cock loving slut, and if shes lucky there’ll be pleasure and power in it for herself as well~
Its all going exactly as planned, just as the changer willed it.