Here's another chapter of Something Wicked, this one by Lordryunson and introducing Fredrick.
Chapter 13: The Halfling Hero
"I thought we would never get out of Umbaren." Cyril spoke as he
managed to lose the dwarves that were pursuing them. If it had
not for the cave in that Savul and Nalidir created, the Dwarves
would have a much easier time finding the party.
"Somehow Umbaren has ways of catching up whether we made it
out safely or not." It was then that Levine looked upon a
certain dwarf that decided to join the party rather than
face execution at the hands of his former masters.
"Don't look at me like that!" Nalidir spoke as he carried his axe. "The
whole taking the Dragon's Blood Ruby thing wasn't my idea! I'd
be better stealing a needle from a haystack than the ruby
from Mikhaela!"
"Besides, we don't need two thieves." Mikhaela glared at
Melon Flower. "That is, unless the fairy is unavailable."
"We'll need to lay low until the heat clears off." Melon Flower
later flew up to Savul's location. "Hey big guy, see anything?"
Savul could see a clearing. He was indeed the tallest one of
the group, so he can see what the others could not. He then
spoke to Melon Flower while looking onwards, "I see a
small village not far from here!" It was then that he later
showed an expression of joy. "If I'm not mistaken, that is
the land of Heather Valley, a place mother has told me
about that is home to the legendary adventurer, Willham Talkins!"
"Willham Talkins, the halfling adventurer?" Prince Anthony spoke
of this while he looked at Savul. "What's the Heather Valley
doing in the edge of mountains such as these?!"
"We'll soon find out." Cyril later commanded. "Onward, to Heather
Valley! We will find food and supplies here and continue on our
quest!" He later turned to Uahna. "Uahna, make ready for any
healing supplies we may come across, we have ways to go!"
Uahna nodded. "Of course." She hugged one of Cyril's arms, mashing
her breasts on it.
"What's the big idea?!" Mikhaela screamed as she snapped at Uahna.
"Cyril's been through a lot, I need to help him anyway I can!"
Uahna giggled at this.
Cyril later declared, "We need another healer, not to mention
some more physical support; Our mages can only do so much!"
Nalidir smiled. "There are several healers we can look for in
this land!" He raised his axe. "Maybe we can go to Gillsgrad city
and find a paladin that can aid us in our quest, or go to
the imperial capital of Dravadar and find a paladin there!"
Prince Anthony smiled. "I hope the paladin is a buxom, young
woman!" He started to drool as he imagined a female paladin with
enormous breasts and a huge ass.
Levine in the meanwhile was jealous of this and smacked
Prince Anthony.
"Enough of this!" Mikhaela spoke as she later pointed to the
clearing. "Onward, to Heather Valley!"
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The realm of Heather Valley is as beautiful as the name suggested,
a peaceful community filled with hills that a certain folk lived
in. There were farmers, bankers, cooks and the lot of them
doing their normal lives. Of course, they were having
mixed feelings about guests entering these lands, especially
if it was from people like Cyril and his party.
In speaking of the party, there was everyone simply looking
around. Some were uneasy, others were glad to have a breath of
fresh air from the cold.
Suddenly from out of nowhere, a young halfling who's no shorter
than a small boy, jumped out of the area and ambushed the heroes.
He was short, brown haired and sporting some lime green eyes. He
wore a light blue jacket wrapped around a carmel shirt,
with dark blue pants. He was wearing a green cloak and he
was one of those people, even refusing to wear shoes.
He took out his wooden dagger and stabbed at the heroes. "Back,
back I say!" He pointed it at Cyril. "You have come
from the Umbaren Imperial mountains to invade
our village, is that it?"
"Oh, it's a cute little boy!" Uahna spoke as she looked at
the halfling.
"For your information," The man continued. "I am a Halfling,
and you are trespassing on Heather Valley!" He continued
his stabbing the air while forcing Cyril's party to back away.
"Tell King Glodrick that you failed him, for as long as Fredrick
Talkins remains standing, you shall not pass!"
"What gave you the idea we were sent by Glodrick rather than
trying to get away from him?" Levine looked at Fredrick.
Fredrick leaped in. "You send one of his lackeys, Nalidir was it?"
He looked at the dwarf. "How dare you show your face around
here, what have we done to anger Glodrick this time?"
Nalidir shrugged. "For your information, King Glodrick has bigger
fish to fry rather than a peaceful community like this." He looked
at Fredrick. "Besides, I don't think being thrown out of the
empire and labeled as a traitor joining a ragtag team of new
friends
counts as being Glodrick's lackey." He looked at Fredrick.
Fredrick interrupted him. "Spare me the details until I gotten
to know the truth." He later saw Savul. A giant from all the
way in the mountains? "What's your story?"
Savul blushed. "Well, I wanted to see the world outside of my
castle, and these nice people are willing to help me!" He looked
at Fredrick. "Besides, I've heard stories about the great
Willham Talkins and his adventures; Do you know him?"
"Know him?" Fredrick responded with his hands in his pockets.
"He's my uncle! One of the bravest men I've had the blood of
sharing! Went on amazing adventures with the great Dalma,
as well as venturing with Murdock and Prince Patrick von
Callister,
as they battled the vile Koraguma Dismark and the
twisted Grum the Bloated."
Cyril perked up. "He knew Murdock?"
Prince Anthony joined in, "He also knew my father?" He later said
the following, "Prince Anthony Von Callister, at your service!"
"And how!" Fredrick nodded while looking at the rest of the gang.
"I'd never thought I'd see the day when Patrick's own son would
be walking alongside a group of adventurers!" He then knelt
before the prince as he later spoke the following,
"Forgive me misjudging all of you, I thought you'd be hired
thugs sent by Glodrick to spy on us."
Mikhaela also stepped in. "It's alright, we were trying to catch
a break so we can continue the journey to Dravagar."
Fredrick smiled. "Ah, Dravagar, the imperial city capital where
opportunity shines and knights all around!" He walked
alongside the party as he told more tales of brave knights slaying
dragons, rescuing princess and the like.
The gang looked all around them, enjoying the peaceful land
of Heather Valley while Fredrick talked more about brave knights
and warriors doing battle. It was a peaceful community of Halflings,
unlike the hard labor places of the Umbaren Empire. There were
no evil kings or ruthless dictators here, for Heather Valley
was a community run by a mayor.
A mayor that ran out while dressed in a regal green outfit.
He greeted a large crowd of concerned citizens.
"I know what you all are thinking, a day walking ghost that
stole your panties?" The mayor talked to a female halfling.
"That's the seventh case this day! This wouldn't have
happened if Willham Talkins was here!"
Fredrick ran up to the mayor. "What about panties, I mean a day
walking ghost?"
The mayor breathed in. "About a while ago, since your uncle
mysteriously disappeared after coming back from his adventures
with Dalma the mage." He looked at Fredrick and the party. "Since
then, a mysterious ghost has been stealing panties from the
women here, making it the seventh case this has happened in a
row!" He later spoke, "If you can find the cause of this
ghost and Willham Talkin's disappearance, then I will
reward you with gold, food, my daughter, you name it!"
Prince Anthony blushed, "I don't know about the last part...."
Cyril pushed Anthony aside as he looked at the mayor. "We'll
be glad to help out!"
Levine spoke as she slapped her head. "What did we get ourselves
into this time?"
Uahna bent on over, causing her assets to wobble. "Sorry about
that little boy comment earlier."
Fredrick blushed. "No worries, I tend to get that alot even
after living eighteen whole years!" He later gathered the
party. "This is the big chance I've been waiting for, doing
right and righting wrongs with a band of heroes, and our
first test is to capture that panty ghost! Who's with me?"
"Count me in!" Savul lend out a hand.
"That's the spirit!" Fredrick smiled as he held Savul's hand.
"I get the feeling it's going to be the beginning of a
wonderful friendship!" He later looked at his sundial. "Well
would you look at the time, we gotta rest up for the evening,
we'll capture this ghost tomorrow!"
The rest of the party agreed with him. Seeing they've been
through alot of adventures, some rest is quite needed.
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Meanwhile, Lady Contrina and her two minions Berunka and Sorryn
were in the area moving around rather stealthily while trying
to avoid being detected in Heather Valley.
Sorryn wasn't too happy with the whole stealth mission thing.
"Why aren't we killing some Halfling sissies and/or taking
them as slaves instead of playing this stupid stealth mission?!
We are warriors, not fruity forest elves!"
"Apparently we don't want to cause attention to ourselves, especially
if we have this." Berunka explained a strange object in her hands.
It was a necklace of sort, made of the rarest dark metals in all
of Asnorit. "Even if those heroes manage to get past Glodrick,
they still have to contend with the gluttonous Drevakk the
Halfhearted Terror, servant of Mistress Gulgia." She even
pulled out a book. "It took me all night to translate the
words that skunk Willham wrote about resurrecting such
a deadly creature."
"He'll keep those brats occupied while we move in and take back
whatever Willham stole from us!" Contrina bent over, causing
her massive breasts to wobble forth as they rested on Berunka's
head. "We'll have the Pleasure Blade back in our possession,
as well as additions for Sorryn's lovely armor in our thrall!"
However, Sorryn somehow got her butt slapped. It was like the
air
wanted to get Sorryn's giant ass as it jiggled and bounced.
Her
breasts did the exact same thing as she later turned
towards
Berunka. She slapped her.
"OW!" The Infernal Dwarf screamed. "Sorryn, what's the big idea?"
"You slapped my ass!" Sorryn yelled at her.
"How could I slap your oversized rump if I am busy reading this?"
Berunka spoke as she glared down Sorryn.
Suddenly, Sorryn got spanked again. By the same mysterious force,
causing her massive endowments to wobble and bounce. "YOU DID
IT AGAIN!" She then took Berunka as she shook her.
"LADIES!" Contrina screamed as the two stopped arguing. "Look,
I know it's been a rough day, but can't we focus on the task
at hand, keeping those petty heroes occupied while we take
back the lost Lalabaster Treasures?!" Suddenly, there was a
sensation as her own massive butt was being slapped. It
bounced and wobbled while it happened. "OOH!" Contrina
squealed in ecstasy as she turned around. "Who did that,
slapping the great Lady Contrina's posterior?!"
"Don't look at us!" The two minions spoke in agreement.
Contrina then looked at the nearest person who would do such
thing. "YOU! With the dirty.....Rake." She pointed at a
halfling farmer.
"Can I help you?" The farmer looked at Contrina.
"Did you give my lovely backside a good slap?" Contrina smiled
as she looked at the farmer. "I hope so, because once I claim
what is rightfully mine, you will experience pleasures
your own libido can't handle!"
"WAIT!" The farmer protested. "You haven't heard of the ghost
of Heather Valley, have you?" He looked at the voluptuous
death knight.
"The what?" Contrina bent on over, causing her breasts and
belly to wobble forth.
"The ghost of Heather Valley, a perverted creature that no
necromancer nor vampire can control." He continued raking.
"It usually goes after women, and word has already been
sent to the mayor about this."
"A ghost Berunka can't control?" Contrina peered in. "Invisibility
perhaps?" She assumed the worst.
"Unsure, but ever since Willham Talkins disappeared, this ghost
has been harassing the public." The farmer went back to his work.
"I suggest you ladies be on guard in case this ghost strikes again."
The three villains later got together. "It could be some stupid
prank, but the real question is, why?" Sorryn later walked, swaying
her hips and causing her butt, belly and breasts to bounce and
wobble all the while.
"Who knows?" Berunka then thought of a wicked idea. "If they want
a ghost, then we'll summon the undead army of Drevakk the
Gluttonous and bring Heather Valley to it's knees!"
"We'll have the treasures, our halfling slaves, and those brats
defeated in one fell swoop, then I'll be one step closer to being
the most beautiful warrior in all the land!" It was then that
Contrina laughed and laughed while her massive bosom, belly and
rear end bounced and wobbled while she walked. Her hips were
swaying as she continued walking a sexy walk.
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Talkins Manor was one of the largest, if not THE largest of homes
in all of Heather Valley. Once it was a simple house, but all
Willham's adventuring gave him the money needed to add on and
remodel the house. The manor itself was able to accommodate
the
other members of the party, for Willham loved guests as
he loved adventures. However,Fredrick wasn't expecting a
rather large member
of the party, as Savul could barely
fit in some parts of the manor.
Long after dinner, the party rested for the evening.
Melon Flower was searching around for any valuable trinkets that
might be of value to her. Of course, seeing she was part of a
good aligned party, she might reduce her stealing to that of
bad people. A thief who steals from the evil and gives it
to the good, but who knows how her skills might be useful
in the party. She searched all around Willham's house seeing
if anything was valuable to her, like a drink of water.
Suddenly, Melon Flower accidentally stumbled across a closet
filled with panties. She hoped she didn't wake anybody up.
"Where did all the panties come from?" She pondered this
as she quickly placed all the panties back in the closet
using her magic. "There, now to..."
Before she could finish, she could hear snoring in Fredrick's
room. She peered in to see Fredrick sleeping with an unusual
protrusion from within the bed. She floated on over to hear
the thoughts coming out of Fredrick's mouth.
"Oh Princess Glendian, fairest of all princesses, I'll save
you from the horrible dragon...." Fredrick snoozed.
Melon Flower removed the sheets to reveal said protrusion.
It was Fredrick's erect shaft. Despite him being small, the
shaft in question was unusually big. "My lance will conquer
all evil creatures, even the hordes of Phallion..." He
snoozed again.
Melon Flower, excited by this whole thing, casted a spell
which removed his pants and her top. Her bosom bounced while
this was happening as she grew to a size of an average human.
She then plopped her breasts, sandwiching his member as she
stroked it back and forth.
Fredrick later dreamed about 'Princess Glendian' doing the same
thing. "Oh you naughty princess you!" His member was extremely
happy as Melon Flower's boobs continued swallowing his shaft as
they were bouncing up and down.
Melon Flower then took her mouth as she suckled down the shaft.
Fredrick continued smiling at the whole thing. "Oh you are
really rewarding me for slaying the horrible dragon, aren't you?!"
He was still asleep, but was still enjoying the rush.
Melon Flower continued her work as she suckled that shaft as
she continued pumping her love right into that cock.
"Oh princess, I'm going to explode!" Fredrick then climaxed
all over Melon Flower. In the dream however, he was climaxing
all over the princess.
Melon Flower smiled at the results as she removed herself
from Fredrick's member as she cleaned her body of all the
jizz
with a spell, and covered Fredrick, keeping his secret safe.
It was then that Melon Flower went back to Cyril's room,
and Fredrick continued his dream with the princess.
However, Melon Flower also knew another deep dark secret that
would affect the entire town.
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In speaking of dark secret, Berunka was busy casting a spell
within the Heather Valley graveyard. She was pointing her
staff at the moon as she called upon the dreaded Drevakk
the Gluttonous.
However, it was harder for her to do so when Sorryn snored so
loudly that it caused all sorts of unrest for the rest of the
citizens of Heather Valley.
Lady Contrina on the other hand, didn't mind it at all as she
was in complete bliss, placing her head on Sorryn's paunch
as said belly rose up and down, even suckling it. Her head
was sunk within that belly flesh as she continued nursing it,
even pulling that flab with her mouth and jiggling it.
Annoyed, Berunka tried her best to ignore Sorryn's snoring
as she called forth from the grave, "I summon the spirit of
Drevakk the Gluttonous, Servant of Gulgia, Terror of Heather Valley,
and All Around Selfish Sleazeball." She later raised her arms.
"Your summoner Berunka calls upon you!"
Suddenly, there was Drevakk getting it on with the spirit of a
halfling woman. Drevakk was dressed in a mock parody of a nobleman's
outfit, like he was mayor of Heather Valley before his apparent
demise. He was a mixture of blonde and black hair on his head,
as well as having a rather twisted look to him. He railed said
halfling woman from behind as he pumped her up with his lust.
"I'M CUMMING!" Drevakk screamed as he climaxed.
"Yes you are!" Berunka declared.
"NO, NOT THAT KIND OF COME!" Drevakk disposed of his sex slave
as he glared at Berunka. "Now what in the Demon Realm do you want?!"
"Forgive me for interrupting your sex drive, but mistress Gulgia
has need of your services again." Berunka nodded her head.
"The citizens are frightened over a false ghost, and will
need the power of a real one to send the masses into a
real panic!"
Contrina later placed her head on one of Sorryn's massive melons
as she removed the top of the armored bikini as she clamped on
that
erect nipple with her mouth. She dove in, making all sorts
of nursing
noises as she buried her head in that flesh mountain,
pulling on said boob occasionally and wiggling it in her mouth
before diving back in and sucking it.
"Oh, mistress Gulgia called upon my services again, eh?" Drevakk
smiled. "I thought that oversized hippo wouldn't need me anymore
after that incident."
"Well, she needs you again, to sew confusion and bring those
halflings under our thrall." Berunka smiled again. "We'll need
those slaves, treasures and food all the same, and we obviously
can't do it alone."
"Oh Sorryn," Contrina giggled in her sleep as she kissed Sorryn's
helmet as her giant breasts mashed in with Sorryn's, their bellies
the same effect. She massaged Sorryn's back as she eventually
placed her hands on Sorryn's huge butt as she squeezed and
massaged said butt as it bounced.
Drevakk in the meanwhile, smiled as he displayed his disgusting
teeth. "It's a done deal! Just name the time and place, and
we'll be there!"
Berunka smiled alongside Drevakk. This plan might work out
after all. If only Sorryn would stop snoring.
Somehow, this isn't quite a bad thing as Sorryn's snoring is
the very distraction a certain greedy dwarf needed to get
past the defenses of Heather Valley.
"So, Contrina was wise to avoid me, but now she will meet
her end at my hands." King Glodrick smiled as he snuck past
Contrina's own party and plotted their next ambush.
"Either that, or she sees you as annoying." Dvarin spoke
under his breath.
Glodrick clobbered Dvarin.
"I'm just seeing from both perspectives, majesty." Dvarin
apologized for his honest rudeness.
Glodrick later snapped out of it. "It matters not, while
Contrina and her lackeys battle Nalidir and his friends,
we'll heist the Dragon's Blood Ruby when the battle is
over, and escape before we are seen!" He later looked to
the sky. "Our plan will begin tomorrow!"
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After a well prepared breakfast, the heroes decided to go outside
where the day walking ghost might be.
Mikhaela, Uahna, Levine and Melon Flower were dressed up in
all sorts of bikinis as they were standing there, getting the
attention of the citizens there.
"This is humiliating!" Levine screeched. "Why are the women
dressed in these uniforms while the men just sit there and
do nothing?!"
"These men are keeping a watch for that mysterious ghost."
Uahna commented. "Try to show a smidgen of dignity!"
"Besides, who doesn't want this fine set of boobies and ass?"
Melon Flower strutted her stuff as her assets wobbled and
her butt did the same thing.
Mikhaela then started to feel uneasy. Then her assets moved
in a very irregular fashion as she was pinned down by the
air itself. She squealed as she tried to figure out what
the hell was going on.
"Got him!" Cyril commanded as both he and Prince Anthony
tackled Mikhaela.
Cyril was on top of Mikhaela as his hands were on her breasts.
His eyes widened to see this happen in public.
"CYRIL!" Mikhaela screamed. "NOT IN PUBLIC!"
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize..." Cyril was panicked by this
at first, when all the sudden...
"I got him, I got him!" Prince Anthony somehow tumbled with the
specter as he was suddenly sucker punched or kicked, it was
hard to tell. "COME HERE, YOU LITTLE....!" Prince Anthony
later pinned the ghost down, and then..... "Dammit, I lost him!"
"Don't worry, I got him!" Nalidir used his runes to increase his
rather slow speed. He later saw footprints forming on the ground.
"Wait a minute, ghosts don't leave footprints!"
Savul later grabbed the specter and lifted him up. "Is
that the bad ghost?"
"All right, I yield, I yield!"
"Wait a minute, ghosts can't be held by corporal beings unless
they were corporal themselves!" Savul later lets go
of the spiritual creature.
The specter took off the ring to reveal a halfling like Fredrick,
only he was much, much older; He was dressed in a blue coat, a
white shirt and navy pants. Like Fredrick, he had bare feet,
but he also had very grey hair. He looked at the gang as he
said the following, "All right, you caught me fair and square."
"UNCLE WILLHAM!" Fredrick stomped towards his uncle.
"That's my favorite adventurer, in the flesh?" Savul knelt
before Willham. "Forgive me, I didn't know it was really you."
"You got alot of explaining to do!" Fredrick yelled at his
uncle. "It didn't have to do with that evil invisible ring, did it?"
"I wouldn't call it evil, Lord Phallion wouldn't be caught dead
wearing this!" He placed the ring in his pocket. "I guess
you can say I was bored in my time after my long adventures,
raising you and writing books, your mother must be proud
within Odysseck's own kingdom to make all sorts of friends
within a day or so!"
"The god of Halfling-kind." Cyril nodded as he got off
of Mikhaela.
"So what's up with the panties?" Melon Flower buzzed in.
"Well, let an old man have a few secrets." Willham shrugged.
"I KNEW IT, HE'S A PERVERT LIKE ALL THE REST!" Levine screamed
as she clenched her fist. "Let me at him, I'll make sure I'll
take part in the greatest tragedy ever told!"
Uahna slapped Levine. "You have no respect for anyone, did
you know that?!"
Levine lowered her head in shame.
"Um, could we continue this discussion some other time?"
Prince Anthony later saw some trouble as he saw someone
did a twisted female laugh over the horizon.
"OOOOHOHOHOHOHOHO!"
"That perverse laugh." Mikhaela groaned to see who would make
such a laugh.
It was Lady Contrina, all decked out in her armor, and making
her presence known by causing her massive breasts and huge
belly bounce and wobble, and her cape to swish. "Citizens
of Heather Valley, on behalf of Lady Contrina Lalabaster,
I hereby confiscate all treasury for the Church of the Pleasure
Goddess and the Gillsgrad Family of Lalabaster!"
"Oh no, not the Lalabaster dukedom!" Fredrick was shocked at this.
"The same!" Contrina winked at Fredrick.
Mikhaela glared at Contrina. "Well look who it is,
Lady Cow-Trina. Strutting your flabby assets again?"
A vein popped out of Contrina's head as she glared at the
sorceress back. "I beg your pardon, but you stand before
a woman who is of superior class, so you ought to treat
me with respect!" She pointed at the sorceress as her
massive bosom and belly bounced and wobbled.
Mikhaela added in, "Really, does joining your horde require
a woman to have a massive belly, an oversized butt and
really flabby boobs? That's not attractive."
"Look whose talking, a woman who's boobs are too big for
their own good, can you even see your own feet?" Contrina
countered as she pointed again. "Besides, having sex
with me is like having pleasure with several women
at once!" She later strutted her stuff, causing
her huge boobs and belly to wobble and sway while this
is happening, as well as her giant butt.
Uahna later sweatdropped. "Is it me, or is Contrina getting
fatter and fatter?" She glared at this whale of a death knight.
Cyril, Anthony and Fredrick were ogling at her while
this was happening. Melon Flower was also
ogling at the Death Knight.
Levine was freaked out by all of this. "Oh no, not the
women too!"
"That's not the worst of it." Nalidir added.
Savul on the other hand, glared at her. "So you are the
one the bad dwarf was working for."
Contrina smiled. "I am she, but I am not who you think I am."
She later looked at Berunka, who was beside her. "You will
forgive Berunka, she doesn't take kindly to elves who
refuse offers."
"You can say that again." Berunka turned around with her
back to him.
"My offer still stands, handsome." Contrina winked her eye at him.
"Become a part of my horde and the Bloody Ogre Arena, and
not only will we have some wonderful sexual adventures, but
we will crush those who have wronged you and enslave them
like the dogs they are." She lend out her hand. "What do
you say?"
Savul had this to say as he charged her. "You should've made
that offer before threatening Mama and my friends!" He raised
his fist as he charged the overdeveloped Death Knight.
Contrina was completely unafraid of him as she faced worse in
her childhood as a Lalabaster. She gripped his hands as she faced
him down. "Such a waste of talents on such a shy and determined
young man." She later called out, "Sorryn, deal with this pest!"
"Yeah, about that." Berunka looked at Sorryn as she saw something
they could've avoided, but later had no choice but to encounter.
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Sorryn was facing down a band of dwarves led by a dwarf whose
own greed rivaled that of her boss. She charged towards the
dwarves as her own speed outmatched their endurance as her
huge breasts and belly bounced and wobbled as she knocked
some dwarves down with her punches and kicks. Dvarin was a
bit tougher to handle, but nothing Sorryn couldn't withstand.
She
blocked the axe with her huge breasts as they bounced,
causing a
violent recoil within Dvarin's axe, sending the dwarf
back as
Dvarin landed on his butt as he was forced to watch
Sorryn stand over him with the elf's giant boobs and belly
bouncing and wobbling, as well as her colossal butt the same
effect.
Somehow, some dwarves were more intent on slapping and squeezing
Sorryn's giant butt rather than actually fighting her as they
did so, causing it to bounce and wobble.
Enraged, Sorryn then kicked said dwarves like a cow as she
twirled herself around, causing her huge assets and belly to
bounce and wobble.
King Glodrick was shocked that one stinking elf managed to
defeat against all of his warriors so ruthlessly. Was it their
hormonal drives that got them derailed? 'Now I know how Borion
felt.' He face-palmed as he later faced Sorryn. "So, you're here
for the Dragon's Blood Ruby as well?"
Sorryn snorted. "My ally wants it, but not myself." She clenched
her fists as her giant bosom bounced and wobbled, as well as her
belly. "You're just a nuisance to me!"
"I'd be careful if I were you, my elvish dear." He later reached
for his back. "Even if you were a popular warrior in your time,
you still have to contend with the might of the Umbaren Empire!"
He later pulled out said object from his back, a warhammer to
be exact. He grinned as he glared down Sorryn.... Well, mostly
her giant breasts, where did she get that outfit?
Sorryn was ready to see what the king prepared for her.
"See this warhammer?" Glodrick smiled as he got out his finest
weapon, a mighty warhammer that had spikes on the base, and a
huge hammer on it. King Glodrick began to boast about his
might
hammer. "This is Brombaster! It has the power of thunder,
and
it can smash boulders and every bone in a man's body!"
He
charged at Sorryn as he raised it upwards, hoping to strike
the Death Knight. "Let's see if it can smash yours!"
Sorryn, completely unafraid of the warhammer, had other,
suggestive ideas. She lied down, and as she landed on her
back, her massive breasts and belly bounced and wobbled as
she did so, and she raised her giant breasts to block the
warhammer strike, and sandwich said warhammer in her
impressive cleavage. She rubbed it back and forth,
back and forth with her breasts as they bounced and
wobbled while massaging the warhammer. Her hands dug into
that breastflesh as she squashed that warhammer with
her impressive breasts.
"What the?!" Glodrick was shocked as he saw his warhammer
sandwiched in between Sorryn's breasts. He tried
pulling it out, but with no avail.
"Oh yes," Sorryn cooed as she continued massaging
the warhammer with her breasts as they bounced and wobbled.
"Place your warhammer in between these big, bouncy
boulders of love!"
"LET GO!" Glodrick was furious that he was humiliated
right in front of the Halflings, Cyril's party, and his
own empire. Enraged, he plunged his foot into Sorryn's
big
belly and caused said belly to bounce.
"Oh yes, fuck this elvish bitch with your hammer of love!"
Sorryn smiled as she was literally hammered with the attacl.
"GIVE!" He thrusted at her. "ME!" He thrusted at her again.
"BACK!" He thrusted and thrusted again, like it was some
silly orgy. "MY BROMBASTER!!" He continued thrusting his
foot in Sorryn's womanly caverns as he tried to
pull out his warhammer.
"Not until you acknowledge me as the better fighter!" Sorryn
then continued to massage Brombaster as she was thrusted, over
and over again with her giant breasts and belly bouncing and
wobbling with every thrust. "Your dwarves can't stop me, what
hope do you have?!"
Glodrick pulled the warhammer out of Sorryn's cleavage as
the breasts bounced while it happened. His foot was drenched
in cum as he pulled it out, and to make matters worse, it
slammed him in the recoil!
Dvarin ran up to him and caught the king. He looked at Glodrick
as he said, "Majesty, are you alright?"
Glodrick looked at him. "No I am not alright! She has
somehow defeated the power of the Brombaster through sheer
sexual prowess alone! No mere human nor elf can survive it, let
alone a Cow-Death Knight like her!"
"You still want to try me?" Sorryn gestured at him. Her breasts
wobbled as she proudly wiggled her massive butt in the air.
It was then that Glodrick and Dvarin charged at her.
-----
"How did he find us?!" Beruka spoke as she later saw her mistress
fight with Savul. Keep in mind this happened all at the same time.
"Perhaps he finds me quite irresistible." Contrina spoke as she
continued getting locked in combat with Savul. "I don't blame
him, I am the epitome of wonderful!" She later did a kissing
gesture to both Glodrick and Savul.
"It's hard to be irresistible if you are nothing more than
a perverted bully." Savul commented as he later got out
of his grapple and tried to sucker punch Contrina.
Contrina on the other hand, grappled Savul some more, and as
she did, her giant breasts slammed into his face as she tackled
him while throwing him down. "Didn't your mommy ever teach you
not to hit a lady?"
"Don't listen to her, she's trying to manipulate you like she
always does!" Mikhaela screamed as she flustered herself.
"I've enough of this foolishness." Contrina later became rather
annoyed now. "Berunka, summon the undead army and we shall
snatch the ruby in the confusion!"
"Yes mistress!" Berunka later called upon, "I summon the power
of Drevakk the Gluttonous, bring your undead horde here and
bring Heather Valley to it's knees!"
"An Infernal Dwarf, here?!" Nalidir was shocked by this. The
rest of the party met her before, but due to his upbringing, Nalidir
felt distaste towards the infernal dwarven sorceress. "Stop her before
she summons a monster!" He charged towards her as he raised his
axe and screamed at her.
"You're too late, dwarf!" Berunka smiled as she dodged out of
the way. "Meet Drevakk!"
It was then that Drevakk and his undead halfling horde as he
rushed towards the citizens and had their way with them. Literally
screwing around and flat out stealing food from innocent halflings,
it was indeed a twisted thing to see.
"Oh no, not Drevakk the Gluttonous!" Fredrick was shocked at all
the stories about him and then some.
Uahna later vaporized some of the undead halflings with her magic.
She also took the time to heal some of the afflicted Halflings with
her magic as she rushed to their rescue.
Levine moved in and sliced an undead halfling with her spear. However,
since there was so many of them, she was pinned down. They slapped
her butt and tried to get at her boobs while she pushed them away.
"Now while the town's in complete panic," Contrina smiled. "We
shall retrieve the treasures Willham stole from us and make
ourselves even stronger than before!" She then turned around,
causing her massive rump to bob and bounce while she strutted
her hips.
Nalidir then charged after Berunka in hopes of stopping them
before they can claim the lost treasures.
Willham later realized something, "Oh no, the Lalabaster treasures,
I didn't know it was even hers!"
Fredrick looked at Willham. "So, you had a part in taking those
treasures too?" He then assumed something.
"I wouldn't call it stealing, it's more of borrowing..." Willham
later snapped out of it. "Okay I admit, I'm more of those who
would steal from the evil and give to the good, the good in case
are the people of Heather Valley and the evilÉ you get the picture."
Fredrick realized something. That infernal dwarf has something that
might be the reason why someone as treacherous as Drevakk would be
so loyal to them. He then followed Berunka and Contrina as they
headed towards the treasury.
Cyril spoke as he warded off a perverted undead halfling as he said
the following, "Where's Fredrick going?"
Mikhaela looked at Drevakk command the army. "He's a lich, no doubt."
She then commanded, "We'll have to keep them busy until Fredrick
does what he needed to do!"
The rest of the party fought long and hard against the undead halflings,
but no matter how many they slay, Drevakk keeps reviving them over
and over again. Savul used various "ICE WALL!" spells to keep the
undead horde away, even using his size to take the blows in order
to give his friend Fredrick the time he needed to destroy whatever
was keeping Drevakk in the material plane.
Drevakk even takes the time to kill one of his subordinates with a
blast to the face while screaming, "WORTHLESS!" as he absorbed
their
spectral energy and restored some of his health.
Uahna was freaked out by this. "Monster....." She then continued
vaporizing the monstrosities set before her. "You ought to be ashamed
of yourself, killing your own henchmen so you can gain power!"
Drevakk snorted. "These souls are meant to be slaves, nothing more."
He then dove in and attacked Uahna with his own dagger.
Prince Anthony moved in and attacked Drevakk in order to prevent
him from reaching Uahna. "I won't let him harm you!" Anthony
vowed to protect Uahna while Cyril did the same for Mikhaela.
'Hurry Fredrick and Nalidir,' Cyril thought. "We don't know how
long we can hold them!'
--------
"There it is, Berunka." Lady Contrina smiled as she looked at
the treasure accumulated by Willham. "The Lalabaster Treasures,
and the very thing Gulgia was looking for! We will be rich!"
She smiled as her breasts and belly bounced and wobbled.
"While Sorryn deals with those pesky dwarves of Glodrick, we will
take the treasures and those halfling slaves!" Berunka added in.
"You forgotten one, Berunka!" There was Nalidir with axe in hand,
as he faced down the Infernal Dwarf.
"More like former." Fredrick later joined him. "Those treasures
will rightfully stay with Uncle Willham!" He later
Got into a stance.
Contrina laughed as her proud bosom and belly shook while placing
her hands on her motherly hips. "You saw how I took down that
giant you call a friend, what hope do you have against me and
Berunka?" She later bent on over, causing her huge endowments
to wobble and sway; Her belly the same effect.
Fredrick gawked at Contrina for a bit, then snapped out of it.
"I'll never forgive you for trespassing on our land, threatening
the people with slavery and sexual hedonism, and forcing me
to gawk at you!"
Contrina later commanded, "Berunka, deal with these small shafted
pests while I take the treasures and our halfling slaves!" Her
huge breasts and belly bounced as she strutted her thick legs
as she turned around, causing her giant butt to bounce.
"Yes, Mistress!" Berunka then faced Nalidir. "Dark Lord of the
Forge, hear me!"
"Think you can settle old scores while I battle Contrina?" Fredrick
spoke as he watched Nalidir face the Infernal Dwarf.
Nalidir nodded. He later charged Berunka as he raised his axe high.
Berunka countered with, "I summon the Infernal Clockwork Jailer!"
What emerged from the summoning portal was a huge, mechanical
monstrosity armed with a ball and chain. In it's center was a
very rare stone only available in Nakurta's realm. It was
powering up the monstrosity as it swung it's ball and chain.
"COWARD!" Nalidir screamed as he faced Berunka. "Sending one of
Inferdum's vile creations to face me!"
"I want to test you if you are truly one of Gromindi's champions
before I face you on my own terms." Berunka then commanded, "Squash
this insect!"
It was then that the Infernal Clockwork Jailer obeyed. With a
roar in it's tin suit, and flames coming out of it's eyes, it swung
the ball and chain high as it charged towards Nalidir.
Meanwhile, Contrina stood over the treasures as she rubbed her hands
together, her giant breasts and belly bouncing while she looked
at it with glee in her eyes. "Now the treasures Willham stole
from me will be mine once again!"
"On the contrary," Fredrick stood in front of her. "You will leave
this land if you value your dignity." He got into a stance and faced
down the dreaded Contrina.
Lady Contrina then laughed as her bosom and belly shook. "You must be
joking, a mere halfling up against someone as powerful as me?"
"You will find me well equipped for our battle!" Fredrick then
raised his fist as he charged the behemoth of a woman.
Contrina then lied down on her back as her giant assets and
belly bounced as she did so. She opened her thick legs as she
revealed her panties to him. "You may attack me anyway you can."
Continuing his assault, Fredrick charged towards Contrina as he
raised his fists, temporarily stopping to see Contrina's panties.
Seeing an opening, Contrina then took her legs and clamped Fredrick
with them. She can see the squirming halfling struggle to get out
of her grip. "I can see it in your member, you want to save a
bodacious babe and have your way with her."
Fredrick continued to attack Contrina's legs as he struggled to
escape from them. His fists striking her armor, but with no avail.
Contrina then slammed him with her legs as she eventually creeped
around and played with his erect shaft with her feet. She massaged
that shaft with her feet as said member continued to erect itself.
"Such a huge, long dagger;" She snarked. "Tis a shame it could not
be put to a more glamourous cause."
Fredrick was quite in a shock as Contrina slammed him. In the aftershock,
she had the nerve to massage his member with her feet!
Nalidir in the meantime was having problems of his own facing down
that Infernal Jailer. He dodged every swing of the ball and chain
and attacked the armored monstrosity with his axe, but the
creature simply refused to go down! He knew there was something
wrong as he watched Berunka try another spell. To make matters
worse, his friends were in danger against the undead halflings
and that phylactery must be destroyed before Heather Valley is
turned into an undead brothel!
'Now while that dwarf is busy with the jailer, I'll cast another
spell!' With that, Berunka casted another spell. She needed time to
pull this one off, as the vicious jailer was giving Nalidir a hard time.
Back to Contrina, she looked at Fredrick's feet. She smiled as she
watched him struggle to keep his manhood in check. "Aw, such adorable
little feet! It would be unfair to keep those feet clothed!" With that,
Contrina pulled Fredrick's pants off and removed her armored boots.
Fredrick was shocked by this, but at least he was keeping Contrina
occupied while Nalidir did his best to stop the undead halflings.
Contrina then took her massive legs and clamped Fredrick's erect
member with her bare feet. She massaged that shaft as her feet went up
back and forth, back and forth, like the flesh dagger was being hugged
on all sides by the bare feet of Lady Contrina. Said member was going
in between the toes and the soles of her feet as she continued rubbing
said cock in between her luscious feet. "There's no turning back now,
once the Pleasure Goddess has you in her thrall, you will give me what
I want."
Fredrick struggled to hold on, but somehow his member was getting
pumped up through the massaging by Contrina's feet. "Never!"
Contrina continued to smile as she continued massaging his member
with her feet. "Don't try to resist, I know that deep down inside
you want to get it on with all sorts of ladies around the world,
including myself!" Contrina then licked her chops as she still
massaged Fredrick's shaft with her feet.
Eventually, Fredrick gave in to Contrina's charms. "Oh Contrina,
I'm cumming, I'M GOING TO CUM!!" With that, Fredrick's member
exploded in all sorts of cum as some of it drenched himself
and Contrina's feet.
Contrina smiled as she removed her feet and placed the armored
boots back on. "Thanks to you, I now know where the Lalabaster
treasures are located."
Fredrick was shocked by this. "How do you know all of this?"
Contrina later walked towards the treasury. Her huge butt bounced
and her hips swayed, as well as her giant breasts and belly
wobbling and bouncing all the same. "Those who dedicate themselves
to serving the Pleasure Goddess will be given wondrous gifts; If
you had joined me, then you too will gain knowledge you need to
complete your quest."
"You're bluffing, your Pleasure Goddess might be lying to you!"
Fredrick barked at her.
"Watch me!" Contrina walked away as her rump bobbed and bounced,
alongside her huge breasts and belly doing the same thing.
Back to Nalidir, he managed to dodge the ball and chain again as
he took his rune axe, and screamed out, "GROMINDI GIVE ME STRENGTH!"
With that, he smashed the soul stone lodged within the Clockwork
Jailer's heart.
The monstrosity fell down at last.
Berunka later sarcastically snarked. "So, you truly are a warrior
of the Dwarven All-Father of Light."
"Enough of this!" Nalidir screamed at Berunka. "You will face me
honorably or I will be forced to tear you apart!"
"You really don't know how to treat a lady do you?" Berunka
deadpanned again.
"That's none of your concern!" Nalidir screamed at her again.
"So what can you do?" Berunka smiled. "You can either save your
friends from Drevakk and his undead horde, or you can go in and
stop Mistress Contrina from obtaining the treasures?" She glared
at him. "You've only have time for one."
Snapping out of his stupor, Fredrick caught the smug Berunka
unaware and tripped her up, dropping the phylactery.
"NO!" Berunka screamed.
Fredrick then scrambled over, and took a nearby rock
and smashed the phylactery, destroying it.
-------
Back to the battle, just when Drevakk moved in for the kill, he
screamed in absolute pain as he was suddenly vaporized in an
instant; The army of Drevakk the Gluttonous was no more.
The party was shocked that the undead army was defeated.
Uahna in particular was thrilled that someone as vile as Drevakk
would be defeated. She was against the very idea of slavery after all.
Cyril smiled at this, "Fredrick and Nalidir did it, the phylactery
is destroyed and Heather Valley is...." Just when he was about to
say 'saved,' he could see Sorryn still clashing with Glodrick and
his men.
"You fight well for an Elf, but the fight and the ruby are mine."
Glodrick boasted.
"That's supposed to be my line!" Sorryn snorted.
Suddenly, a perverse noblewoman's laugh is heard over the horizon.
"Oh no, Cow-Trina has returned." Mikhaela snarked.
Lady Contrina then stood over the horizon with the treasures in hand.
"You may have defeated the undead army of Drevakk the Gluttonous,
and denied me halfling slaves, but the Lalabaster treasures are
mine, not to mention the halfling Treasury!" Contrina later called
out, "Come Sorryn, we are done with this place!"
"Not until I pound this dwarf into goat cheese!" Sorryn barked as
the two of them were exhausted from the fight.
Glodrick later thought the following, 'There's too many of them, we'll
have to withdraw and regroup.' He later turned to Sorryn. "We'll
call it a draw, Vileblood." He later called out to the rest of the
party, "Next time, it won't be so easy!" He later turned to Dvarin
and said, "Come Dvarin, we have to make a tactical retreat."
Dvarin silently obeyed. He had to drag his king out of the Valley
and into the nearest town.
"GET BACK HERE!" Sorryn screamed, "I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU, BEARDY!"
"Yes you are!" Lady Contrina later pulled Sorryn away from the battle
as she pulled Sorryn within her flowing breasts. The villains were
forced to leave the area as the whole of Heather Valley was rather
a large mess.
After all was said and done, Heather Valley was still a mess from the
strange circumstances. Willham was still charged for what he'd done
as the Ghost of Heather Valley, being punished to community service
in the fields for the sexual harassment. He also gave four fifths of
his remaining fortune to the Town pay for damages.
Our heroes helped a little bit repairs and healing wounded, while
mourning their defeat and loss to Contrina's forces. Willham and
Fredrick invited them stay for one more night before they set off
again. That evening, Willham smoked his pipe while looking out at
the moon and Fredrick came up to his uncle. The old halfling
having something bundled up in a package.
"Well, Uncle, This would certainly make a strange follow-up book
to your stories," Fredrick said.
"Heheh, My story is over but your's, my boy, is only beginning,"
Willham said.
"What do you mean?" Fredrick asked.
"I meant to give these to you on your next birthday but it seems
now is best time to give them," Willham said handing Fredrick the
parcel, which contained an elvish dagger and a magic cloak he got
from his travels."This magic cloak allowed me to sneak around the
Elvish City of Lydronic unnoticed while saving my friends, and this
elvish dagger served me well fighting the dreaded Invisron the
Unseen as well as bloodthirsty goblins. Now it is your turn to
make your own adventures. Go with Cyril, and you too can make a
legacy that will one day be passed on to your children."
It was then that tears filled Fredrick's eyes. He gave Willham a
hug as he said, "Thank you, Uncle."
The next morning, Cyril's party bid farewell to Willham. Fredrick
said his goodbye and hugged him.
"Goodbye Uncle Willham, I will one day return telling all about
my own adventures."
"I know you will, Fredrick." Willham smiled. "I know you will."
After this, Fredrick ran to the party, Savul in particular, and said
the following, "Alright everyone, it's time to make a name for
ourselves! Let our stories be told forever more!" The heroes
later left Heather Valley with Willham waving to the party
as they left.
Willham sniffed. "May your adventures be as glorious as my own,
for future generations to come."
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