Laura skimmed her fingers over the tall grass. Her long and brazened hair drifted lightly with the wind. The swords at the back of her waist sharp and sporting jagged edges. Two long boots colored orange and red with long elvish decal on them which was in red. These steel boots, more of shin guards, went up to her knees where fishnet stockings took over riding up her delicate, smooth, shapely legs, disappearing under a miniskirt. She wore chain mail under plate armor at least two inches thick that ended at her shoulders. Then bladed steel covered her forearms. Then bits of steel covered her fingers and a disk of steel covered the top of her hand. The tips of her fingers were shown. Her fingernails were a deep crimson. Her skin was fairly pale. Her hair blonde but tipped red. Her eyes, blue. She never really got her body admired, unless she bent over, truth was not many could see a figure beyond her steel plate.
Laura, cut off from her friends and sister, walked the sinister fields alone.
There were monsters here.
There had been reports of people being burned to ashes yet the fields were untouched. Magic was her first thought. Yet when they arrived there were no signs of a wizard, sorcerer, nor even a pyromancer. Could it be some kind of new monster not known as of yet? New ones sprouted everyday. However the only strong and dangerous ones came from the old world. A time before time. Could this be an awakened old god? A monstrosity they specialized in dealing with. That was ‘they’, not person. She needed to get back with the rest of her group.
“You were brave to divert from your team Monster Killer. But you feel it now, danger, a threat to your very own life is near.” A voice that sounded all around her came.
She pulled her swords twisting around.
“Where are you?! What are you?!”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, one question at a time now my dear.” It said with a sickly venom in its voice.
“What are you?” She asked more defiantly and more anger in her voice.
“I was only a dancer, I knew not about the sins of man, nor the suffrage women suffered for it. Someone said there was a lost horizon. Many of us sought it out. Many of us saw. Most turned back scared like rabbits. Some of us stayed, entrapped by the magic of it all, by the temptation. We traded it all in, high above in the peaks of existence for this world. To be gods.” It spoke with a dreadful glee.
“Your a fallen angel.” She gasped, fear beginning to creep back into her.
“I can feel your fear, I can feel the way your body perspires heat, the widening of your eyes, the quivering of your legs. How the fear creeps up your thighs making you wet, your back beginning to sweat slowly. The shaking if your hands.
“Stop it! Just… Shut up!” She cried with her eyes closed,
“Was there another question you had?” He asked
She steeled herself with narrowing eyes and getting a better grip of her swords.
“Where are you?” She asked almost like a warning.
Her eyes jolted opened feeling something soft, slimy and wet slowly rub the back of her ear.
“Behind you.” It whispered.
She spun around slashing out with her swords screaming at the top of her lungs.
“Was that it?” The voice asked as her swords sliced nothing but thin air.
She suddenly felt a scratch at her back. She spun around again. Then another at the other side of her back. Then her plate armor slid off. She went to catch it went she felt a tug at her back hearing several chain links snap and break. She stood up defiantly.
“Stop toying and face me fiend!” She cried out, she spun around seeing in not an inch in front of her. It stood at least a foot over her. With black skin, the monster was tainted beyond redemption. It’s once beautiful radiant wings now black and distorted the air in black, it’s face, dreadful, it’s eyes black with several slits of green in a circle. It’s teeth stained crimson. A head full of black greasy hair. Two horns on his forehead curving down a bit. Thick and two inches long. It’s teeth we’re sharp as a long thick tongue flicked behind its teeth. With a very built body it held a viscous looking hook in its hand filled with talons. It’s legs smooth but shaped like a goats, with webbed talons feet.
Laura lifted her swords to kill the monster in front of her.
She cried out in pain as its right hand seized her left, and its left arm holding a hook though her hand and handle both. It pulled the hook out violently as she dropped her weapon, it dragged the hook down the front of her chain mail as all of the links snapped and broke, flying in each direction. Revealing a skintight leather garment underneath. He feasted upon her frame at that point. She had a very buxom body. Large breasts, no belly. It smiled greedily. Lustful hands reached around going up her beautiful thighs and grabbing her round, firm, apple ass.
She screamed out as she slugged him with her free hand. Her fist stopped on his chin, his head didn’t move at all. Her eyes were in there state of horror. He smiled evilly as one of her taloned fingers slowly dragged down her shirt of leather making a zipping sound as the garment barely containing her ample chest, began to split on its own, just needing the little extra help from the talon.
Her breasts became exposed as Laura did the only thing she could, stare in horror. One of his vile hands slowly slid up from her belly to her left breast slowly squeezing the high C-cup breast.
She wasn’t even the most beautiful either. She dressed the least provocatively. She felt its rock like lips grasp her swan like neck and began to suck. The hook slowly began to glide up her back as its tongue began to trail down her chest, between her breasts. With eyes wide in shock, her voice raising every few seconds in jumbled moans of despair. “Please, don’t do this.” She murmured.
He suddenly threw her to the ground pouncing on top of her, his large hard phallus out and at least a foot long and inches thick. She gasped as he rammed it against her small, wet, tight, pussy. The air was taken from her lungs as she tried to breath. The large member slowly working its way in, widening, and stretching her pussy wide working its way in.
Her mouth was wider then it had ever been wanting to scream because of the unimaginable pain. It kept going and going, inch by inch. Her arms flailed, one hand grabbing the dirt and raking her fingers across it. Her other pounding the back of the fallen angels back. She finally felt his pelvis reach hers. He then drew out and slammed himself back into her. She squirmed and cried out as he brutally and savagely went at it. One hand squeezing her left breast like a madman, the other hand squeezing the bottom of her right thigh, her thigh raised up. His hand slipped up now on her ass cheek gripping it like iron. His fingers went in more as his middle finger poked and prodded at her asshole. She cried out trying to grab his hand to stop his next assault. It was in vain. The finger pressed hard and his finger invaded her asshole. She screamed out in horror, tears began to stream down her face. He pulled out of her velvet pussy and then his finger. He placed it over her tight little asshole. Her eyes popped open as se tried to get away with all her might murmuring “No.” Over and over.
“Please stop, I beg of you!” She cried,
“That’s right whore! Beg!” He taunted, getting more turned on by it. He placed his phallus over her asshole pressing it against her ass. Then he added more pressure as she hoarsely cried out in pain. The head of his fat cock then plopped its way in. She screamed at the top of her lungs. It drove its way inside of her feeling its pelvis slap against her precious ass cheeks. It ravaged her ass as it rammed it over and over with only list in its eyes, no pity nor remorse if only more lust. It’s teeth went over the other breast sucking wildly then bit down hard drawing another scream from her, and drawing blood. The monster lifted her legs to his shoulders and pressed down. Her asshole tightened emensly around his rock hard cock. He spread his wings taking flight grasping her shoulders from behind keeping her legs in the same position as he rammed her asshole. She was more scared then she had ever been in her entire life as she scanned the horizon. She could see the town she was to help with this problem. Her lower lip shuttered as she went nearly comatose in fear. She felt the monster begin to speed up. She looked over to it feeling it squirt inside her ass. Her head tossed back in shock drawing a cry of despair and pleasure. The shot went deep inside her asshole. Hot and cold at the same time she shivered.
It dropped back to the ground letting her slump to the long grass. It smiled pulling out its hook staring at her with greed.
“This is the part where it gets messy.” It smiled.
It roared when a sudden ball of flame engulfed his hand destroying the hook.
It looked over to see a women, not so pale as Laura, she wore all black and had silky black hair. She wore a dress, one that split at the bottom and the slit went to her waist as her cleavage showed bright with the dress squeezing them together. Her body having many sexy rounded curves, not being as muscled as the others.
It took a look of anger starting toward her when an arrow nailed its back. It spun around to see a girl just as pale as Laura with long wavy red hair, round breasts and and nice round ass. She wore a tight black leather outfit that actually shined bright. Going over her breast her cleavage showed wide, as the outfit split on the sides thinning down her belly then widening back out to cover her waist and legs with four inch high heels.
It growled as it took a small steel star to the shoulder.
It looked over to see a foreign women there. Her belly showing, cloth over her breasts and tight spandex pants and thick cloth on her feet. She had slitted eyes and a tight mouth and long delicate fingers.
The fallen angel laughed as the three women surrounded him. His wings flapped once as he disappeared into the sky.
“Next time my dear little whores. Next time.” His voice echoed.

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