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Break the Circle [SapphicSeductress]

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Dec 25, 2012
Location
'Murica
Since the beginning of time, ethereal ley lines criss-crossed around the Earth, marked and measured by supernatural phenomenon. Ley lines were still largely unknown to the world, even in the 21st century, modernization dismissing the idea of invisible ethereal forces as impossible. The lines were numerous, and would bleed magical energies to be absorbed by the living things that spent their lives around them. All living things, mortal men, animals, plants, were affected by the energy that ran off of the ley lines, often in ways that defied reality. Understanding them was a science of their own, an art that faded into obscurity since the Industrial Revolution. Enough ley lines tied together on a certain point would create a nexus, a never ending font of power that could give a steady supply of energy. A nexus would always have a small city or town build around them, often home to churches, shrines, monasteries, and temples that stayed vigilant. They were the reason the town was there, to sustain human lifestyle as invisible battles were fought to keep the wealth of magic in check. No one must have uncontested control over a place of power such as these, human or otherwise.

The Circle was a particular nexus that had been kept guarded for decades. It was one, if not the most powerful nexus there was, due to many ley lines connected to a small, circular ley line that tied many others together like a central hub. A town flourished there, named Stadt Haven. The Circle was desired by many, and had many uses for those who could claim it, but was protected by several septs and defenders of humanity, none fiercer than the Order of the Circle Rose, an ancient collaboration of nuns and exorcists that would create Witch Hunters. Witch Hunters were magical girls, holy maidens, and radiant with the ethereal energy from the ley lines, augmented by their purity. The Order discreetly ran the town, ensuring petty human interests wouldn't interfere with the protection of the nexus. While they trained their warriors, they also provided education, boarding, and work, to give them a normal life.

Lena Menela was 17, the youngest of a five woman team that was charged to stamp out monsters. A group of orphans, raised together under the watchful eye of the order, were brought together due to the raw power they seemed to inherit. The girls were brought here, given training, and assigned the title of Jaeger. They grew up together, made their own little club, forged an unbreakable friendship, and were also trained to be deadly killers, specialists in slaying monsters and demons. This five girl squad of Witch Hunters were what the Order sent only for tough resistance, such as when a monster nest needed to be busted. A Jaeger was formidable alone, terrifying in a pair, and unstoppable when all in a group. They were the best the Witch Hunters could possibly train and groom.

Lena was by no means a leader. Rather, she was a pleaser, trying to help everyone, put their needs above hers, always afraid she was wrong. Yet, today she walked the streets alone in the city. The stone buildings and brick streets of Stadt Haven were eerily silent tonight, but she payed it no mind. After having an argument with one of her friends, she stormed out, not wanting to escalate the situation any further. Wandering the alleys in thought, she pondered to herself, sighing, determining how to best fix the situation.
 
With such an otherworldly power, there were many otherworldly threats that sought to take the power of the nexus for their own sinister purpose. Time and time again, the Witch Hunters would defend the nexus from them and send the threats back to whatever realm of existence they came from. The threats – magicians and creatures from other realms – never knew who defended the nexus until it was too late and they were overpowered by the Witch Hunters.

But a new threat was rising. Not quite a new threat; its servants had been watching over Stadt Heaven for a long time, observing the Witch Hunters as they fought all who showed their true nature in the city. The servants had remained patient, eager to use the people of Stadt Heaven, but knowing that doing so would blow their cover. From what they had seen of the Witch Hunters' elite, the element of surprise would be necessary to defeat and take them.

Until the day came when the creatures' queen told them that it was time to begin.

While her fellow creatures had quietly rounded up and immobilized most of the people in the area, one creature stalked Lena, her slick body sliding silently along the sidewalk. Her body was blue from head to toe; her upper body resembled a human's, with breasts the size of basketballs, while her lower body was like a snake's, though it split off into a dozen thinner tendrils near the end. Pulsing warmth radiated through her body from her dripping pussy – the monster queen had given her a "gift" to pass onto this Witch Hunter, one that would have a much more debilitating effect on a human.
 
Lena continued to walk down the streets, staring at the ground as she contemplated, when a thought came to mind. Nothing interrupted her for several minutes now. Even at night, she didn't hear one person approach her, talk, or say hi. This wasn't right, this part of the city was a commercial district. Her head shot up, suddenly aware that something may be wrong. Training and paranoia kicked in as she casually strolled into a narrow back alley, pretending nothing was wrong. Was something here? Was she being watched?

She felt it though, now that she wasn't distracted. Something had a presence here, something, malicious. In the cover of the dark alley, she pulled out a holy icon, a cross, shining a bright yellow glow. She held up a hand in a holy sign and whispered a quick litany to herself.

"Our martyred lady, grant me the strength to stamp out all evil. Let me accomplish in life what you did in death." An unseen force heeded her call and the yellow glow increased tenfold. A pair of knives as bright as the beacon on her neck appeared before her, which were seized immediately by Lena. They crackled with life and energy, and more importantly, electricity. She was Lena Menela, the Lightning Jaeger.

The Witch Hunter stared back out into the streets, trying to find wherever this intrusion was. The girl was nervous about being alone, but still determined. "C'mon... where are you, I have no one to look out for me, just show yourself."
 
The creature lurked in the shadows, looking upon the Jaeger with a sly smile. The fool admitted to being alone; that would make things much easier. When she spoke, her voice would echo as if it were coming from everywhere around the human.

"You have nothing to fear from me. I seek peace between us...not to fight and struggle. It's not as if you could defeat me on your own, Witch Hunter...I warn you, I can sense your power and it is nothing compared to mine. I suggest you stand down, listen to my words, and decide for yourself what to think of what I have to tell you."

All the while, the creature slithered silently behind Lena, an eager smile on her face. All she needed was to pull down the human's pants – either hole would be sufficient. Her tail-tendrils slunk towards Lena's ankles, in place to wrap around her legs in case she tried to turn around and attack. If the woman didn't notice the creature's presence, it would be a simple and quick matter. If she did...at least it would be a little more fun.
 
The voice around her almost made her jump. Lena's eyes darted everywhere, trying to pinpoint where the sound originated from. It threatened her, challenged her power, made her feel like she didn't have a choice in... whatever it was thinking. Maybe the intruder was right, or wrong. But, the fact remained, she was still alone. She tried to put up a tough face, barking back at the creature.

"Fiend, simply conversing with your kind inevitably leads to ruin! How can there be peace, we're exact opposites." She couldn't stay still, not here. She'd be too easy a target. Lena raised a leg, ready to move into the open, when it brushed against something, something cold, slimy.

That sent the Witch Hunter running, but her body was caught off balance by the tendrils, causing her to stumble onto the pavement. Lena scrambled to try and turn around, to see what tripped her, and was met with a sight she was, not entirely used to. Most of their enemies were hulking abominations, or horned demons. This creature was... naked, and shapely, and beautiful, but still an abomination!

"W-what are you!? Stay back!" Lena spat out, pointing a knife at the monster as she crawled backwards.
 
The creature looked upon Lena trying to crawl away, almost pitying the foolish human. Alone, she was outmatched – and she knew it. And she could see the woman's eyes on her breasts, her form. A certain...appreciation of her body, even though the human knew that she was an enemy. It might make what was about to come much easier.

"We need not be so different, human," she said, advancing slowly towards Lena. "After all, how can you know how different we are when you barely know me? I'm quite eager to get to know you better, and perhaps you would be willing as well."

Her body moved back for just an instant before lunging at Lena. Her hands would reach for Lena's, to try to keep her knives out of the way. Her tail-tendrils would lunge for Lena's waist – or rather, the waist of her clothes. She wouldn't try to pull them down just yet; she wanted the human to know her intentions, to see the gift she had for her before giving it to her.
 
"I know all I need about you. You're not from here, and you seek to disrupt the balance of this place. You're a threat! Undeserving of being understood!" Lena yelled, the harsh teachings of the nuns echoing through her words. She believed them. This thing clearly bore no good intentions for her, even with a vaguely human shape.

Suddenly it was right on top of her. Lena tried her best to stab into the monster but the short length of the weapons were proving to not be very helpful. Usually Lena was the one doing the ambushing, this was something she wasn't used to. The human snarled at the monster, trying to push her arms close enough for a single cut, when she felt multiple appendages grab her waist. That set her into panicking even further.

"Get off! NOW! All I need is one cut! I-I'm warning you!"
 
"A single cut?" the monster asked in a mocking tone. "You underestimate me, Witch Hunter. All that would do is make me angry. I might have to hurt you..." Her tendrils yanked down Lena's pants and underwear. "...force each and every one of my tendrils into your ass, lay a few dozen eggs in there. You wouldn't want that, would you? Of course you wouldn't...foolish human."

She lifted her body up a little higher, so that Lena could see into the space between their pussies. "Our queen has sent me with a gift for you. You will accept this gift, whether you want it or not. Because I'm sure that as soon as you have this gift, you will cherish and love it."

Her body shuddered, provoking a pleasured scream as her pussy squirted sweet-smelling juices. She shook as it emerged – something that looked like a thick white larva, sliding out of her vagina. It only took a few inches of it sliding out of her to bring her to orgasm again, her juices dripping out all around the parasite.

"This...this is your gift!" The creature screamed with ecstasy as the larva slid out further, homing straight for Lena's pussy. It'd plunge in easily, going slowly at first as it continued to exit the creature's sex. Her grip on Lena's hands tightened and her tendrils snaked underneath Lena's buttcheeks – she was quite intent on enforcing her threat.
 
If there was one thing the priests drilled into their warriors above all else, it was this; Never quit, never compromise, never consort with otherworldly powers. To do so is heresy, and by compromising your own integrity, you threatened your friends and allies around you.

It was a lesson Lena remembered well. The monster urged her to reconsider struggling, but she would have none of it. Lena's efforts to cut the her open increased, especially with the sight of a horrid, disgusting grub emerging from the creature's pussy.

"No! I won't! I refuse! You will stop! Your retribution will be terrible!" She preached, struggling in horror as the worm reached her lower lips. Lena's cursing ceased as it parted the way and began it's trek inside, causing the girl to suddenly moan from sudden pleasure, before screaming in pain as it continued, burrowing it's way through her hymen and taking her virginity.

The thought of a horrid larva stealing her innocence sent her into a frenzy. One of the hands lunged forward, and despite the monsters grip, the knife managed to reach her skin, making a precise cut across the left cheek.
 
That Lena managed to land her blade came as a small surprise to the creature. The shock quickly turned to cruel anger, as her smile became wicked and cold. "I warned you..." she said, before striking Lena's hand with great force in an attempt to knock the knife out of her hand. "At least you'll enjoy this once...ohhh!"

The creature came again as the parasite popped out of her pussy. Free of its earlier host, the larva made quick work of plunging itself deeper and deeper into Lena. It only took a few moments for it to vanish from sight, though Lena would feel the thick parasite inside of her passage, with only the very end of it reaching into her womb.

With the parasite in her pussy, it wouldn't take long for its secretion to take effect – making Lena's pussy much more sensitive and flooding her crotch with warmth. Given how horny it had made her, the creature wondered just how consumed by lust this human would be with the parasite in her. The creature's tendrils slipping one by one into Lena's asshole would be much less noticeable than the wild burning.

Laughing softly, the creature said, "The queen said that I could be the first if you fought back...mine will be your first brood."
 
Lena couldn't hope to reach her blades towards the monster now. The parasite that was worming it's way into her womb saw to that. She continued to jerk closer to land a cut, but the sensations in her pussy were rapidly increasing. Lena tried her best to keep control, but soon the pain below was being rapidly replaced with pleasure.

"You... I don't understand. Whatever it is, I won't, cooperate!" Her breathing was becoming heavy, her mind and body unused to the sensations the creature inflicted on her.
 
"I don't need you to cooperate," the creature said, leaning in closer with a smile. "I just need you. Doesn't it feel good? Don't you just wish you could pleasure yourself over and over again now?" She lowered her body against Lena's, her moist pussy rubbing slowly against Lena's. "Why fight? Not that you'll be able to resist for long..."

The tendrils continued to slip deeper into Lena's ass. A soft moan came from the creature, followed by a chuckle. The first small bulge would start through one of the tendrils, small enough to pass through Lena's asshole without much discomfort. A second would come, then a third – then a near-constant stream of bulges, coming through different tendrils, as the creature laid her eggs in Lena. Thinking about how the eggs would grow in their new host made the creature even hornier, provoking her to rub her pussy lips against Lena's slit more and more.
 
The words Lena heard soon made sense. When the first egg slipped itself inside of her, she almost jumped. Then more, and more slowly began pouring in. She tried to keep fighting, struggling, but at this point the young woman was tiring herself out, and realized there was nothing she could do to stop this. Both of her knife left her grasp, vanishing almost instantly.

"This can't be happening. I'm back home. I'm fine. I'm with my friends..." Lena whispered. She felt the monster rub their clefts together. Lena looked away, trying to imagine this wasn't happening, trying to ignore the twisted, pleasurable feeling from taking a parasitic worm and monster eggs into her body. She couldn't ignore it, she couldn't help but scream as her body convulsed slightly with an orgasm. Her feminine juices flowed from her pussy, and smeared itself against the creature's own.
 
Her orgasm wouldn't sate the parasite's warmth in her crotch. If anything, it would make its pleasurable effects only more obvious. The creature could feel Lena's fluids flowing out, bringing a smile to her face and making her pump her eggs faster into Lena's ass.

Finally, it came to an end, with the tendrils sliding out of Lena while dripping with clear fluid. There were enough eggs to make a small bulge in Lena's stomach; the creature knew that her eggs would grow to be much, much larger. Leaning in close to Lena's ear, she whispered, "Aren't you eager? Won't it feel good to give birth to all of those eggs inside of you? They'll be so big, sliding out of you. Maybe we'll leave that parasite in you, make you wish that all of them were popping out of your pussy..."

She planted a kiss on Lena's lips – releasing her venom into the human. It wouldn't be long until Lena lost consciousness...and then she could take their new breeding slave to their lair.
 
She was nearly at tears when the tentacles left her abused anal passage, struggling to keep her eyes shut as she felt the creature lean her head down so they could see eye to eye. Lena was too weak to refuse the monster's tainted kiss, but the venom that came with it soon sent her into a deep sleep. The girl fell limp shorty, her cunt violated and dripping fluids while her bloated stomach occasionally churned, trying tk accommodate all of the tiny life forms growing inside of her. The Witch Hunter was out, cold.
 
When Lena would awaken again, she would not be in the alleyway. She had been moved into a small chamber, akin to a cell. Though most of the walls were a strange metal, one wall seemed almost flesh-like, with five tentacles that hung from the wall. While one simply laid on the floor nearby, the other four held onto each of her limbs, gentle though limiting her movement. She had been stripped naked, her body on display to those who watched her cell through magical means. One of the watchers was the creatures whose eggs Lena carried...whose eggs had grown significantly inside of their new host. Lena's stomach had swollen greatly, slightly larger than a normal human pregnancy. The lust-inducing parasite remained within her vaginal passage, still releasing heated flashes through her pussy. With a sly smile on her face, the creature waited for Lena to awaken...and her reactions to her situation, especially her pregnancy.
 
Hey eyes slowly opened, lazily examining her surroundings until it hit her that she was moved away. Then she woke up in fear. She was breathing heavily, the warmth of the larva in her womb grating at her mind constantly.

"It'll be okay, it'll be okay, it'll be okay." She repeated to herself, before her eyes fell on her lower body. The bulge full of eggs in her stomach kept her from seeing directly below her. The sight of their imminent arrival horrified her, and she screamed. Lena tried to pull on her restraints, but it only tired her out further.

"Please, let me out! I don't belong here! Anyone!? Damnit..."
 
As Lena struggled and called out, the door of the cell slid open. The lamia-like creature slithered in, a wide smile on her face and her eyes clearly locked on Lena's bulging stomach. "How do you feel, human?" she asked, leaning down to stroke Lena's pregnant belly. "Oh, I think it's almost time...they certainly grow fast in Witch Hunters. Are you ready to give birth? To have each of those eggs slide through and pop out, one by one? There must be almost three dozen in you. Oh, and don't forget our queen's parasite. How does that feel in you, human? Would you want to finger yourself if you could? Make yourself come over and over again?"

A strange sensation would fill Lena's body – the creature was right, it was time. Extending out from the wall, the tentacles lifted Lena off of her ass, holding her arms above and in front of her. "Aren't you horny?" the creature hissed, slowly approaching Lena. "Admit it. Admit how much you want you need to be fucked, and I'll let it happen." She thrust herself forward, pressing her moist slit against Lena's face. It certainly bore a strong scent of sex. "Are you ready for your first brood, human?"
 
"YOU!" Lena thrashed against her restraints in an attempt to tackle down the monster from before. "I'll have your name, so I know who to damn to hell when I get out of this!" She kept trying to escape her binds, pitifully, as her fatigue from before still showed, as did the sensations that were 'gifted' to her. The parasite had begun stirring again, causing her to squirm in place from pleasure rather than anger. It was constantly gnawing at her mind, chipping away her resolve, but Lena was confident she could take it. But the eggs the monster mentioned... They grew fast, and the spawn she would birth would be strong, and healthy. Magical girls often did, but a Witch Hunter such as her could bear many, many children, due to her body itself being a concentrated font of cosmic power. It was a fact she knew but tried to forget.

The abomination didn't have to tell her. Lena somehow knew they were ready. Her limbs jerked in reflex against the tentacles re-positioning her, but nothing more. The Witch Hunter wanted them gone, and didn't want to hamper the process. Lena tried to ignore the creature's taunts and invitations, but things became much harder to ignore when the lamia offered her pussy to the Lightning Jaeger. Lena was silent, refusing to answer, and turned her head away. She was aroused. Everything about this room aroused Lena, but she was determined not to break or give in.
 
"My name? Call me...Lamia." Almost as if she knew of the fantasy creatures. "What's wrong? I want you to eat me out. I'm horny and so are you. I want you to start pleasuring me!" Lamia pushed herself forward, her pussy lips spreading wide – wide enough for her to slip the lips around Lena's face, enveloping her head within her pussy. The sexual scent of the creature would be overpowering for the few seconds before Lamia pulled her out, her hair and face now moist with the creature's fluids. "Pleasure me," she said, pressing her slit lightly against Lena's face.

A trickle of fluid would drip from Lena's ass – along with the first of the eggs starting out of her ass. Each one was now the size of an orange, a much tighter fit inside of her passage. The second would be close behind. Lamia waited for the first egg to plop out of her asshole, curious of how quickly Lena would be able to lay the brood.
 
Lena kept her mouth shut as Lamia pressed her sex against her, but was stunned to find her vagina suddenly grow to consume her entire head. The stench was numbing her brain, and she struggled to try and jerk her head back. When she was released, Lena was gasping for air, and then presented with the same pussy that almost devoured her.

Only when the first egg finally emerged and was free did Lena suffer a moment of weakness. The worm inside her, the act of birth, that set of lips that looked so inviting in front of her. Her tongue stuck out, hesitantly reaching for Lamia's pussy but stopping just shy of licking it. As the second egg escaped and fell to the floor did she touch Lamia's flesh, lapping up the excess juices leaking from the monster's honeypot. Soon, another egg left her backdoor, then another, and another. Lena was rapidly making a pile directly under her as she tried to obey the monster's commands.
 
Lamia pressed her slit tighter to Lena's face once the girl started to lick at her. "Faster, human. Watching you lay all of my eggs is making me so very horny..."

Her tail began to curl around Lena's body, and Lamia soon lifted herself off of the ground, clinging to Lena's body and the tentacles that bound her arms. Her tail-tendrils snaked over to Lena's pussy, one curling around and stroking her clit while the others slipped into her, rubbing every inch inside of her – all while keeping her backdoor exposed so the eggs could continue.

"Doesn't this feel wonderful?" Lamia hissed, rubbing her slit against Lena's face briefly. The more that the creature was pleasured, the stronger her sexual scent became.
 
'Cretin. The only reason I'm doing is so you'll shut up about it...' Lena assured herself. The human's job of pleasuring Lamia was, lackluster, not much effort put into it. As tantalizing as her scent was, Lena had a lot more pride to swallow before cracking. When the monster latched onto Lena and slipped a few tentacles inside of her own pussy, it was encouragement enough to keep licking, her body was crying out for satisfaction, and she almost felt grateful for the tendrils exploring her insides.

The Witch Hunter kept trying to repress her moaning as failing as the eggs began to pour out of her constantly. Before the last few of her brood emerged, her body suddenly convolsed as she did earlier. Lena tore her face from Lamia's body as her juices drooled from her lips, running down the tentacles inside her and dripping to the ground.

"I'm not ruled by my emotions, monster... what do, you, hope t-to accomplish?" She struggled to finish the sentance, as she fought to push another egg from her body.
 
Lamia chuckled as she felt the wetness of Lena's orgasm on her tendrils. They continued their work, continuing to pleasure Lena whether she wanted it or not – the creature knew that the girl enjoyed it, at least on some level.

Her eyes gazed at the growing pile of eggs behind Lena. "Just following my orders, human. And reproducing. Don't you enjoy breeding? Doesn't it feel nice to have each one of those eggs pass through you, plop out of you? I'm getting horny just thinking about it..."

She pressed Lena's face back to her pussy. "Almost done, human, just a few more eggs to go. But I'm still horny – and you wouldn't want me to stick your head back inside of me. Or would you?" A mischievous giggle that turned into a moan left the creature as she rubbed her moist slit against Lena's face.
 
"No, you're wrong, this is a terrible thing you've given me... and I want it out." Lena didn't specify if it was the parasite, or the eggs, but despite her view that they were terrible afflictions on her body, they were still giving her an intense pleasure she couldn't compare to anything else.

The human's enthusiasm in pleasing the monster was null, until she threatened Lena to envelope her entire head again. The Witch Hunter's stare would have murdered Lamia if looks could kill, but she complied, reaching out with her mouth and continuing to lick and dart her tongue inside. She kept quiet, moaning into the snake's feminine sex as the last few eggs reluctantly parted with her. The process was was complete, and her body was empty, and a bit more loose from the ordeal.
 
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