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This story contains:
Fantasy/Horror; Brutal Torture; Incest, Mother/Son; Snuff.

Warning: The Tolben series is one of the more violent, grotesque,
vulgar stories on this site at the moment. I just thought I
should point that out. If it bothers you, not my fault, I
warned you. If you liked it, there should be more of similar
nature, some worse, in the future.

Tolben's Story

     I have a story to tell you, and it is important that
you listen to me and my words.  It is unlike other stories
you have ever heard, and I know that there are parts that
will disturb you.  Disgust you.  You will think me a
monster, a disgusting, horrible creature of your worst
nightmares.  And I am.  You may hate me once you hear my
tale, but that will not deter me.
     
     I caused this to myself.  I see that now.  For a while,
I blamed her – Nahara, the one the people of my village
called the Crimson Witch.  They warned against dealing with
her, but I was young and foolish at the time, and in love.
Love will make wisdom vanish and reason die.  I went to her,
no small task in itself, years ago.  She gave me what she
promised, I can not fault her that.
     
     So, little to my story.  Do no pity me, for I need it
not.  Maybe you will learn something from my story, but
there is little moral to it, if any at all.

*		*		*		*
    
     Tolben picked his way up the rocky path through the
mountains.  The cavern, his destination, was in view, now,
but was still a ways away.  The air was cold this high up
the mountainside, and he found it harder and hard to catch
his breath.  The slope was steepening as well, and the
journey from here, he could see plainly, was only going to
get worse.  The sharp stones rolled underneath his feet,
making each step treacherous, and the ground was spotted
with low trees and thorny brush.
     
     But he continued on, not letting anything get in the
way of his desires.  He had spent months thinking on this
course of action, months of planning and dreaming.  He knew
that this would not be an easy journey; but it would be
worth it, if he could get what he wanted.
     
     The sun was dipping low in the sky when his bleeding
hands hauled him up onto the rocky ledge that led into the
cavern.  His cloths were wrecked, stained and ripped, and he
bled from many cuts and scrapes.  He was tired, too, and
hungry, but he would have to do without, at least for a
time.
     
     The mouth of the cavern was small, just a deep slash
into the side of mountain, but Tolben was able to squeeze
through easily enough.  He had brought a small candle, and
lit it up with his tinder to light his way.  The passage was
easily followed – it slopped down and inwards, twisting
slightly as it went, but there were no forks or tunnels to
confuse him.
     
     He walked not more than half an hour before the passage
opened up into a large carven, one vast enough that the
light from his candle could not illuminate the ceiling or
far walls.  He entered blindly, hoping that there was
nothing dangerous lurking before him, hidden.  Of course
there was, he knew there was – he had come here searching
for danger, hoping for a favor.
     
     “Hello?” he called out, his voice echoing in the
darkness.  “I have come seeking the one known as the Crimson
Witch.  I wish to deal with her.”  There was silence for a
time, and Tolben kept walking into the darkness.  He steeled
his nerves, reminding himself of the prize he hoped to win.
“Hello?”
     
     “Hello, traveler,” a female voice spoke from beyond his
light.  He thought that, for a second, he saw a small flash
of red which looked quite like eyes, but he dismissed the
notice.
     
     “You are she that is called the Crimson Witch?”
     
     “No, but she is my mistress and I serve her.  Tell me
what it is you desire with her.”
     
     Tolben held fast.  “Nay, lady.  I would speak to her
alone.”
     
     “You don’t know, young one.  I may be able to grant you
what you seek, and at less of a price than she.”
     
     “I wish to speak with your mistress, woman.  Show me
the way, and delay me no longer.”  She spoke with more
conviction than he felt.  Any servant of the witch could
probably rip him to pieces with no remorse.  And he would be
helpless to stop her.
     
     “Fine then.  You have made your choice.”  She entered
the light, a raven ahired beauty with cold, blue eyes.  She
was dressed in a tight gown that was slit up both sides all
the way up past her waist, revealing log, shapely legs.  It
was low cut in the front to display the woman’s ample
cleavage.  “Lead as I follow.  Should you loose sight of me,
no one will come to find you.  You will wander until you
starve or something feasts upon your flesh.”
     
     She never addressed him again, merely turned away and
began to walk.  Tolben followed, staying only a few steps
behind her.  They walked on for a time, then she stopped,
bowed to him, and disappeared.  Tolben was started for a
second, seeing naught around him but endless darkness.
     
     Than light exploded around him, revealing his world.
Two large oil lamps had sparked to life – by magic, or so
Tolben assumed – and illuminated a vast, plush room.  Fine
furnishings the likes on which he had never seen, the sweet
scents of insense, carpeted floors and fine delicacies.
There was circle of pillars in the center of the room,
framing a plush, cushioned pit of some kind.  There were two
women sitting in this recessed sofa, and both stood up as
they regarded him.  Behind him was a door – he had not
recalled seeing a door: his candle light had revealed no
such passage, nor could he recall taking a step that wasn’t
on stone.  Maybe the lights had not suddenly burst to flame;
maybe he suddenly appeared in a lit room.
     
     Both of the women regarding his were quite lovely.  One
had straight brown hair that hung to her shoulders.  Her
eyes were pale blue, like a winter sky; she was a short
thing, and very thin.  She was dressed in a green tunic,
quite small and tight for her, clinging to her lithe frame.
She was young, maybe sixteen or so, Tolben guessed, but her
tits were huge for any woman, let alone one so petite.  They
jutted out from her chest nearly a foot, so it seemed to
him, and were very round and full – much wider than it
seemed her body could support, but she moved with great
ease.  Her nipples were equally sizes and poked right
through the material of her tunic.
     
     The other woman was a little older, taller, and better
proportioned, though, again, she was well endowed, curvy and
rounded.  Her hair was bright blond, a color he had never
seen on a woman before, and her eyes were such a bright
green he thought that they would be able to be seen in the
darkness.  She wore black, a corset and black skirt, but
over that she wore a bright red cloak.  Tolben was amazed at
the color in her close – the only red he had ever seen was
faded and dingy.  Her cloak amazed him.
     
     “So, you are the one who’s come to see me,” the blond
said.  “What do you wish from the Crimson Witch to risk your
life and soul to come and request it.”
     
     Tolben swallowed hard, but would not let himself be
intimidated.  “I have come to seek a boon, great lady.”
     
     The brunette giggled and shook her head, but the witch
shot her a look and shook her head.  “We know you seek a
boon.  Come, sit with us and tell us what is so important.”
     
     Tolben hesitated, but they ladies seemed genuine.  He
crossed the room, stepped through the pillars and down into
a seat.  The two women sat across from him, very close
together.  Tolben had a difficult time keep his eyes from
focusing on the large breasts jutting out at him.
     
     “By what name shall I address you, ladies?”
     
     “Nahara, will suffice,” the witch said.  Indicating the
bruneete, she added “This is my apprentice, Leslith.”  She
offered his a glass, which he accepted gingerly.  He had
never handled glass before, but was aware that it was
fragile.
     
     “I am Tolben.”
     
     “Yes, we know.  You have come far, Tolben of Mihan.”
     
     “You know why I have come then?”
     
     Nahara smiled slyly.  “I have some idea – there are few
things that will bring a man so far to see me.  Your heart
desires.”
     
     “Yes.”
     
     “Tell me about her.”
     
     Tolben took a sip of wine.  He was not much for
drinking, but when it was offered to him freely, he would
not decline.  “I have known Nejan since we were very young.
She is a couple years my younger, but we grew up in
neighboring farms.  She is beautiful – hair the color of
straw, soft honey skin, rose lips.  She had a gentle way
about her, very calm and loving.  Tender.”

     “But she doesn’t love you the way you love her.”

     Tolben hesitated.  “She sees me as an elder brother.
She cares very much about me, and has always been very sweet
with my family.  But no, she doesn’t love me the way I love
her.”

     “Have you told her how you feel?” the apprentice asked.

     “I dare not, not until I know she will love me in kind.
I could not face her otherwise.”

     “Of course,” Nahara said.  “You need her to love, you
need to know she will want you before you can confess your
love.  You cannot stand such rejection.  You wish an elixir
to make her love you?”

     “No, lady.  I hope for something that does not affect
her mind so much as makes me more appealing to her.”

     Leslith grinned.  “Very sweet of you to know want to
force her into anything.  Very honorable.”

     Nahara nodded.  “I have what you need, child.  However,
it is not a simple thing.  This cannot be undone and should
not be taken lightly.”

     “What do you have in mind?”

     Nahara held her hand out in front of her, and Tolben
was surprised to see a platter presented to him.  On it was
penis, falcid, but still large penis with a thick, drooping
ball sack.  She was smiling, a cruel, delighted smile as he
reacted in shock and horror.  “This lovely piece,” she
started, caressing the proffered organ with her hand,
“belonged to one of the greatest lovers in history.  In
fact, it belonged to several, since its ownership made them
into great lovers.  Any woman they wanted could not resist
them; it has the memories of every one who has worn it, you
see.  Their irresistible charm will be yours.  You have
women fighting for your affection.”

     “With this, I will have Nejan?”

     “She will not be able to say no to your advances.”

     Tolben nodded, slowly.  He was intrigued.  “What is the
price?”

     “Well, there are a few ‘costs’ as it were.  First, we
need to replace your current tool with this one, but that
does not begin to pay for it.  For payment, you need to
satisfy me and my apprentice.”  Nahara looked over at
Leslith, as if questioning whether that is what she wanted,
and the apprentice nodded if confirmation.

     “Satisfy you?” Tolben was shocked.  “You want me to . .
.make love to you?”

     Nahara laughed.  “No, boy.  I want you to fuck us.
There is no love in this proposal, just sexual
gratification.”

     “Why?”

     “Why?  The cock you will wear, if you should agree, is
very good at what it does.  It has the memories of the
greatest lovers ever, and when you wear it, so shall you.
It does not leave women unsatisfied – often, it is the best
fuck a woman will ever have, the greatest pleasure they will
feel from a man.  Surely you can see why we would want this
pleasure before you leave.”

     Tolben nodded.  “I was hoping to save myself for my
bride – “

     Leslith shook her head at him.  “You will not be a
virgin when you have this.” She ran her finger gently down
the flaccid shaft; the cock seemed to jerk upon the platter,
as if responding to her touch.  “When you have, you will
have fucked thousands of women.  What are two more before
you’re bride?”

     She was correct, he realized.  He would have Nejan, but
she would never be his first.  Of course, not only would he
get the woman he loved, he would have the chance to have
these two lovely ladies as well.  There was no real
downside, unless . . . “You wish nothing more of me?”

     “One fuck each,” Nahara stated.  “One cum each.  No
more.  You are finished with us when you cum.  After that,
you may go, with our blessings.  We will have no more rights
to use you sexually, nor will we ever seek you out for such
again.  You will have paid in full once you have cum for
each of us.”

     Tolben smiled at her.  “Than I accept.”

               *         *         *         *

     He was told it was no small process for them to remove
his cock and attach this new one, but what truth that held,
Tolben did not know.  As soon as he agreed, the two women
stripped him.  He looked down at his cock then, which was
hard from their attention.  It was six inches, nothing
impressive.

     And then, quite suddenly, he was lying on his back in
the center of a mass of pillows and cushions, Leslith lying
naked beside him, her huge tits pressed hard against his
flank.  He looked down between his legs, surprised by the
sudden feeling of weight there.  The cock that stood out
from his thighs was a massive thing, more than double the
previous length, and some three times thicker.  Purple veins
ran along the thick shaft, and his entire tool pulsed and
quaked as the blood flowed into it.  He touched it in
surprise – it was hot against his fingers, and even his
gentle grasp was more pleasurable than any sensation that he
had felt in his dick before.

     Leslith reached out and took it in her hands, stroking
the length softly.  “We did a good job, no?” she whispered
in Tolben’s ear.  “That must feel heavenly.”

     “It does,” he gasped.

     “Than this will feel even better, I bet.”  She sat up
and shifted down to between his legs.  She pulled apart her
chest – her breasts were so large and round that even
without any cloths on, they were smushed tight together –
and then wrapped his cock in her cleavage.  She gave a
little pressure to her tits to keep them tight on his cock
as she bobbed her body up and down.  She kept her chin down
and her lips open so that any length of cock that breached
her cleavage slid into the depths of her hungry mouth.

     Tolben was in heaven.  He had never so much as had a
woman touch him before, let alone go down on him, and here
was this beautiful woman fucking her tits with his dick.
Her breasts were so soft and warm, and her mouth felt
wonderful – he had never known such a sensation.  She was
moaning, too, as if having his cock in her mouth and rubbing
between her giant boobs was the best feeling in the world.

     She sucked and jerked his cock with her tits for a
quite a while, and his dick seemed to grow a little through
that time, widening and lengthening, even growing hotter
against her flesh.  She slowed to a halt and looked at him.
“When I decided to fuck you, I told myself that you would be
serving me, that you would be working for my pleasure.  But
I couldn’t help but suck you – I so needed to have this
wonderful thing in my mouth.  And I can’t help but want to
serve you.”  She stood as she spoke and stepped up over him.
“I’m going to fuck you, Tolben.”

     Leslith lowered herself onto the rigid tool beneath her
legs, sucking in a deep breath as the head of his cock
pierced her sex.  “Oh yes,” she groaned in pleasure while
sliding her body down, impaling herself of him.

     Her moans grew loading with ever bit of his cock that
was swallowed up by her cunt.  She was screaming loudly as
she passed half of his cock up into her, and by the time she
settled her ass down on his pelvis, finishing the massive
penetration of her cunt, she was shuddering through her
first orgasm.

     She lowered her tits down to Tolben’s face and pleaded
for him to suck on her nipples.  “Please, I beg you,” she
said to him as she started to pump her self on his cock.
“Suck on them.  Bit them, if you wish.  Be as brutal as you
want with me.  I will do as you desire!”

     Tolben did as she wanted, sucking on her tits.  Her
nippled jutted out some three inches, and he licked and
sucked and chewed a bit on them as she road him.  Sometimes
he would suck in as much boob-flesh as his mouth could hold
– it was just enough to be able to fit hr whole areolas in
her mouth.  She was riding him like a wild woman, pumping
her ass up and down as fast and as hard as she could.  He
humped in time with her, meeting her thrust for thrust.  She
came time and again, calling out his name an swearing to the
gods and all the creatures in heaven and hell that his was
the best cock in the world and he the finest lover.

     Worn from countless climaxes and drenched in sweat from
her vigorous activity, Leslith finally looked him in the
eyes.  “You have yet to cum.  What can I do to make you cum,
my darling?  What pleasure do you need?  What do you desire?
I need you to cum for me.”

     Tolben, who was new to all things sexual, had no way to
respond.  He was confused, unsure, and was therefore
surprised when he hear his own voice saying “Take it up you
ass, bitch.  Fuck me with that fine ass of yours and then
drink my cum.”

     Leslith’s eyes went wide with excitement.  “As you
wish, milord!”  She immediately pulled off of him and lined
up for another penetration, this time lowering her asshole
to the head of his cock.  Without hesitation, she lowered
her body and speared her back hole with his head and then
easily drove the shaft deep inside of her.  Once more her
body shook with pleasure as she lowered herself onto him.

     And as before, she was cumming again when her had taken
the whole monstrous cock deep into her bowels.  She was on
her hands and knees above him, bucking her whole body back
and forth on his long, rigid dick, her face warped into a
look of passion and pleasure.  “So big – by the gods, it is
so huge in my ass!  Never before as anything felt so
wonderful up my ass!  Yes, fuck yes!” she cried over and
over again.

     Finally, the tightness of her ass was causing his own
cum to stir in his balls.  While the entire time he had been
overwhelmed with amazing pleasure, now he could feel his
orgasm building.  It was sudden, as if it had been turned on
by her asking him to cum for her.  But it was building now,
with each thrust of her ass down his shaft.

     But it was still many long minutes before he called out
to her, “I’m close, bitch.  Take it in you mouth!”

     Leslith was off of him in a second and her mouth took
her asshole’s place around his cock.  She once more fucked
her tits up and own his rod as she bobbed her head fast and
hard on his cock.  It turned Tolben on – though he did not
understand why – to see her sucking his cock directly from
his ass.  He thought that he should be disgusted by it, but
he wasn’t.

     And then he came, a flood of cum exploding upwards into
her waiting mouth.  The stop was so forceful and of such an
amount, that Leslith choked, and thick steams of cum poured
from between her lips and down across her tits.  She began
to shallow, as fast as she could, but she could not keep up
with the quantity that was spurting from his balls, and by
the time the flow stopped, the top of her massive jugs
coated with his jism.  Once she was sure there was nothing
more to plunder from his dick, Leslith lifted each tit in
turn to her mouth, making a great show of licking his cum
off, vocalizing how much she enjoyed doing it, and
swallowing it down.  Her face was smeared with his spunk
when she had licked it all off, and she turned to him,
smiling happily, and presented her “clean” tits.

     Tolben’s cock had never gone soft all this time, and
Leslith was eyeing it hungrily.  Her face was full of
desire, but she was hesitating, calculating.  Just when she
seemed to make up her mind to go for it and started to lean
in to start sucking on his cock once more, Nahara was behind
her, and hand on her shoulder.

     “No, apprentice.  It is my turn with him.  Your lust
will have to be slated elsewhere.”

     Leslith frowned, truly disappointed, but she climbed to
her feet and dutifully left the room.

     “Was that good for you, Tolben?”

     “It was incredible,” he replied, smiling up at her.
“Thank you.”

     “You have nothing to thank me for, young master.  I did
you no favor – you will pay for your prize, just as all do.
And I am not one to succumb to the power this exudes,” she
was playing with the head of his cock with her fingers.
Nahara than lowered herself on to her hands and knees by
Tolben’s side.  He watcher her for a few moments before she
snapped, “Get off your ass and fuck me.”

     Tolben shot up in second and took up a place behind
her.  He guided his cock into her snatch as if it was the
easiest, most natural thing in the world, even though it was
the first time he had ever done it.  He eased himself in,
taking his time to slowly penetrate her.  She moaned as he
did it, but it was not the wild screams that had left her
apprentice’s lips, nor was there the immediate climax when
he was buried fully inside the moist valley between her
legs.

     Tolben started fucking her, going slowly, but with
powerful strokes.  He smacked his thighs hard against her
ass when he buried himself in completely.  He built up speed
though, knowing how Nahara liked it.  He spread her cheeks,
holding her ass wide, and she cooed her pleasure as he did
it.  Tolben sucked his thumb, surprised to find it in his
mouth, and even more shocked when he lowered it to her ass
and began rubbing light circles around the wrinkly flesh.
After a few swipes, he gave a push and penetrated her
puckered ass with his thumb.  He pace of his humping
increased, and he moved his thumb in time with his cock,
giving her a little extra stimulation to accompany their
sex.

     He continued fucking for what seemed like hours until
they were both sweeting and moaning in time and keeping
rhythm with their bodies.  And finally, and a long
passionate fuck, Tolben grunted and thrust his body forward,
driving his cock hard and deep, his cum blasting has far up
inside of her as he could force it.  He came for several
minutes straight, slowly withdraw his cock with every blast
of cum so as to fill her all the more completely.  He was
still unleashing his seed when he pulled out, and blast
after blast rained down up her back and ass.

     She had yet to cum, and though his deal had only been
that he needed to cum once, Tolben could not let it stand at
that.  He knew what she wanted, too, and without hesitation
or thought, he leaned forward and began to lap up the cum he
had sprayed on her skin.

     He licked at her ass and back until the flesh was
clean, and then he lowered his mouth to the floor beneath
her and sucked up the cum that had spilled from her cunt
when he pulled out.  Nahara had leaned forward onto her
chest, raising her ass to keep as much inside her as
possible.  And without needing to be told, Tolben laid down
beneath her, his mouth under her dripping pussy.

     “Good boy,” she whispered.  “You remembered.”

     Tolben said nothing, but he did remember – he had
fucked Nahara several times before and he knew what she
wanted from him, and he did not hesitate to do it.  As
unnatural as it seemed to sit under her as she lowered her
cum-filled cunny onto his lips, he never flinched or even
thought to pull away.

     His tongue went to work on her clit the instant her
cunt was close enough.  Cum was pour from her wide open
pussy lips and he swallowed it all down as it came.  She was
in bliss – he was an expert at using his tongue, and he knew
from previous experience with her that the tight hold she
had on his hair was her sign of her enjoyment.  He sucked
and licked and she screamed above him.  She was pushing with
her cunt now, spraying the capture cum onto his face, but
her didn’t mind at all.  In fact, he liked it because she
did.

     And then she was cumming wildly – he had to hold her
hips to keep her shuddering body on top of his face.  Her
cunt flooded once more, but with her own cum, not his, and
she sprayed his face with her girl juices.  He locked he
mouth wholelly over her pussy lips so her ejaculations had
no where to go put his mouth, and he sucked on her sex,
sucking her juice and flavor into him.

     She calmed after a few moments, and stood up from his
face.  She was smiling at him, and he grinned back, knowing
that he had indeed received a great treasure from her.

     “You have paid in full, Tolben.  Gather your cloths,
and be off now.  When you leave this room, you will find
yourself at your horse.  Ride through the night and return
home – my magic will add swiftness to your ride.  You will
be back home by morning.  And tomorrow will bring about
pleasures you cannot imagine.”

     Tolben was about to thank her again, but she was gone.

               *         *         *         *

     She was true to her word, Nahara was, and Tolben ended
up to did in the dark of night.  He was late in rising,
though, and his father was already out in the field when he
got up and dressed.  His sisters, too, were out – tending
the animals, he guessed.  He had chores to do, but after
dinner he would ride over to Nejan’s family’s farm and talk
to her.  He may be an engaged man at the end of this
evening.

     Tolben made his way to the kitchen where his mom was
cleaning up the breakfast dishes.  There was still some food
left out for him, some sort of egg casserole from the look
of it.  He sat and began eating, quickly filling his empty
stomach to make it out fields as soon as he could.  His
father must already be angry that he had slept in.  He did
not want to try his father’s patience.

     “Eating like that will make you sick,” his mother
warned.  She was scrubbing the dishes, her back to him, but
she could hear the speed with which he was devouring his
food.

     Tolben grunted in response, his mouth full.

     His mother turned to him, smiling as she always did.
She was still a young woman and very pretty even after three
children.  Her dark hair fell in unkept curls around her
face.  Her cloths were dirty already, but that was the way
of life on the farm.

     “You are looking handsome today, Tolben,” she said,
beaming.  Tolben took pride in that, sitting up a bit
straighter in his seat.  “Have you done yourself up for some
particular lady?”  She crossed the room to his and kissed
him on his forehead, something she hadn’t done since Tolben
was ten or so.

     Then, suddenly, just as he was about to answer, her
lips were on his, her tongue probing his mouth, seeking for
his own.  Tolben was shocked.  Her hands were all over him,
caressing his chest and back, and reaching down into his
lap.

     He didn’t try to pull away, he didn’t do anything at
all.  Not a first.  But then as her fingers began to play
with thick member in his pants, he began to respond,
shifting in his chair to face her and kissing back
passionately.  He never thought for a second about what he
was doing, he just reacted to her kisses.  He felt his cock
responding, too, and quickly.  He was hard within a couple
seconds of her touching him, but there was something odd
about the feeling.  He was hard, totally and completely
hard, but it felt like his erection was still growing longer
and wider.

     “Oh my!” his mother cooed.  “I think my son has
something for his mother.”  Her hands grasped the waist of
his pants and yanked his trousers to his ankles.

     And what Tolben saw them shocked and horrified him.
This was not the cock he had seen before, not the penis he
had used to fuck Leslith and Nahara.  This was a monstrous
thing, a horrid purple and angry red color.  It writhed and
lashed about like a flailing snake – it had grown to nearly
two feet long and seemed to still be extending from his
body.
     The skin under the head looked like small frilling
scales, resembling very much holly leaves complete with the
five sharp points, two on each side and one at the tip.  The
scales flared out rhythmically in time with the beating of
his heart, it seemed; one moment they were flat against the
shaft, the next they were fanned out at a 45 degree angle,
the sharp tip pointing downwards towards the base of his
cock.

     The head was worse still.  Very large and bulbous, even
on his thick shaft, it seemed like the head of some vile
serpent or dragon.  Around the ridge of the head, two long,
twisting horns sprouted fro the flesh, these too jutting out
and back towards the base.  His piss hole was no more, it
seemed, and in its place was a fanged maw, filled with
small, needle-like teeth.  The mouth was segmented, and when
it opened, and it did so to hiss at Tolben’s mother when she
freed it from his pants, the triangular jaw opened in three
flaps, spreading almost the entire penis head back to the
base – it was a massive opening!

     Tolben was disgusted, but he felt himself unable to
move.  He bid his hands to grasp the beast and shove it back
into his pants, but he could not.

     “Oh my god,” his mother purred.  Her fingers caressed
the monstrous thing, stroking it like a beloved pet, her
fingers gliding down across the shaft.  The scales were
easily pressed down under her finger tips, making it seem
very smooth.  “What a marvelous cock my boy has.”

     Tolben was amazed by her words.  His cock was lashing
about between him and his mother like a snake ready to
strike.  Her hands felt remarkable against his flesh; as the
pleasure built, he began to calm.

     His mother quickly removed her clothes, tossing them to
the floor behind her.  Her body was soft and fleshy, no
longer as tight as it had been, and her breasts sagged a
bit; age and three children would do that.  She knelt down
before her son and held her fleshy tits in her hands.  She
leaned in a gently wrapped the flesh of her tits around the
vicious monster that sprouted between Tolben’s legs.

     “I know what men like,” she said to her son.  “I’ve had
quite a few in my time while your father as tended the
fields.”  Her revelation shocked Tolben, but he was still
held fast, unable to move or speak.

     With that, she began to massage his huge member with
her tits.  Tolben shuddered with pleasure even at the first
pass.  Leslith had given him the same treatment the night
before, and while exhilarating then, it was nothing like the
pleasure he felt this time.  This was more amazing that any
thrill he had experienced ever, and that included the time
spent pleasuring Nahara and Leslith.

     His mother went slowly, squeezing her tits tightly
around his thick shaft as she plunged downward from the head
to the very base of his cock.  She did not loosen her grip
at all as she slid back up his cock, but she moaned in
delicious pleasure, loving the feel of her son’s cock
gliding between her tits.  She was a tit woman, always had
been; she could cum just from having her nipples sucked and
pulled on.  Breast feeding her children had been one of the
most pleasurable experiences of her life.  She tweaked her
nipples even now as she fucked her tits along her son’s
dick.

     Heat flooded across Tolben’s cock, and he glanced down
– the only thing he was able to control were his eyes.  His
cock was covered in blood, his mother’s blood.  Gliding down
his shaft, her tits had pressed the unnatural scales down,
but when she had slid back upwards, the sharp barbs pierces
her flesh and ripped into the skin.  His mother didn’t seem
to notice, though; she continued to pump her tits up and
down his cock, squeezing her bloody boobs tighter into him.

     In fact, it wasn’t that she didn’t notice, she was
enjoying it!  Her moans were growing with every thrust of
his cock up her tit-valley.  Her cunt was flooded, the heat
and pleasure building like nothing she had ever experienced
before.  She kept fucking herself harder against him,
quickening the pace and squeezing her shredded tits tighter
with every pass.
     
     His cock, now some two feet long, if not more, was
still slithering around of its own accord.  The head snaked
towards his mother’s face, slid down the skin of her cheek
and towards the pumping tits as if seeking the source of the
pleasure it was receiving.  Tolben wondered at that for a
second, wondered if his cock was receiving joy separately
from his own – for he was in total ecstasy, and his cock
seemed to know it.
     
     She didn’t stop massaging his bloody cock with her
tits, it was took much pleasure for her to even consider
stopping.  The mouth flared out wide, though, hissing
angrily at her.  It struck, quickly, as a viper does when a
mouse gets to close.  The fangs lashed out and sunk squarely
into the flesh around the areolas of her right tit.
Tolben’s mother removed her fingers quickly, letting the
strength of the monsterous penis support the weigth of that
tit.  The needle like teeth sunk fulling into the soft
flesh.  Blood oozed from the whole and Tolben and his mother
both, moaned loudly as waves of pleasure washed across both
of them.
     
     And then it bit, the three jaws slamming shut, scooping
up areolas and nipple into the mouth and ripping them from
the tit.  Both of them screamed in utter joy – Tolben quaked
with untold pleasure and his mother came harder then she had
ever done in her life, juices flowing from her cunt like
water over a waterfall.  The monstrous thing chews a bit
then swallowed, if that was possible.  It lashed out again,
biting off the tip of her other breast and eating it –
perpetuating his mother’s orgasm; she was quaking on the
floor for several minutes, unable to do more than scream out
her total and complete pleasure.  Tolben sat parallelized
before her, sickened to the core but unable to move or stop
the ultimate pleasure that was sweeping through his body.
His eyes were locked on the bloody holes in his mother’s
tits and the ripped up shreds of flesh of her tattered tits.
     
     “Oh god, that was amazing!” his mother sighed as the
orgasms finally came to a halt.  “Do you want me to continue
titty-fucking you, my son?”
     
     He didn’t answer, he couldn’t, but she started back up
all the same, continuing to rip her tits to pieces on his
cock like cheese on a grater.  She was going fast and hard
now, and even as he watched, he could see her tits just
disintegrating between her hands, tore apart on his dick.
Both of their bodies wear slick with blood and small bits of
her flesh – her face and hair were coated with it, somehow
that only increased Tolben’s enjoyment.

     Soon, there were no holes in the front, it was all just
one bloody mess of torn flesh, and god help him, his mind
was reeling from the pleasure coursing through him.  Even as
the horrid sight before him, he bade her on, wanting more
and more.  His mother was enjoying it, too, and more than
once her body shuddered as another orgasm took hold of her
bloody-covered body.
     
     And then, just as the last bit of her tits disappeared
between her fingers and her hands her torn into by the sharp
barbs on his cock, Tolben’s demonic until exploded.  The
thing had turned to face his mother, and it vomited up
streams of thick, black icor, spewing the viscous fluid all
over her face and chest.  It was a vile, black slime, much
thicker than cum., and it completely coated her faces and
flowed down over the bloody holes in her chest where her
tits had been.  She leaned back, letting the cock vomit the
goo all over her body, and it spewed out far more than any
normal cock could.  She was rubbing it in with her hands,
covering her flesh with it, and calling out her pleasure,
screaming over and over “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!  Tolben,
you’re making your mother cum again!  Oh my god, feels so
good!”
     
     Tolben was in absolute bliss.  His eyes were shut
tight, his whole body tense as he felt burst after burst of
cum erupting from his monstrous cock.  The world was lost to
him for several minutes; he couldn’t think, couldn’t hear,
couldn’t feel anything except inhuman pleasure and release.
     
     When his eruption was complete, his cock slowly shrunk
again.  It was still slithering about a bit as it shrunk
down to normal, but it was calm, placid.  And then it was
normal again, nothing more than a large, thick, flaccid
penis dangling down between his legs.  Nothing horrible or
disgusting about it.
     
     There was an odd odor in the air, chemically and burnt.
Tolben looked down to see his mother lying on the floor.
Her arms were crossed over her chest, but she was no longer
massaging his cum into her skin or telling him how much
pleasure he was giving her.  She was a bloody mess – her
face and chest and arms were eaten away, as if by acid,
revealing the bloody flesh beneath the skin.  He could still
hear the sizzling of her skin where his cum was dissolving
the flesh.

*		*		*		*
     
     I was terrified.  Finally free from the force that held
me, I was paralyzed again as I stared at the dead body
before me, this time by fear and revulsion.  It had been my
fault, my own – I had fucked and killed my mother.  Her
blood was all over my skin, soaked through the cloths I wore
. . . dripping from my cock.

     I was sick – maybe I threw up, I probably did but I
don’t remember.  I was shaking, panicked.  I ripped the
bloody shirt from my body, disgusted by it touching my skin.
I kicked off my trousers.  What was left of the crotch after
my cum had dissolved the material was full of chunks of her
flesh.

     Fear and shock more than anything else were driving me.
I rushed out of the house into the yard, naked and
splattered with my mother’s blood.  I was lost and
bewildered like a lost child.  I wanted only to wash way the
blood on my skin, but my mind was flashing back through the
revolting images of everything that had just happened
between me and my mother.

     I couldn’t help but reflect upon how remarkable it had
felt while I was doing it . . .