SapphicSeductress
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Sep 12, 2012
The queen closed her eyes, as if saddened by Lena's words. "That is true. But we need others to help us reproduce, especially ones with the power within you and the others like you. If I had believed that you would agree to help my kind breed, I would have sent one of my servants to request your assistance."
She listened to Lena's questions. "I am the queen of my monster kind," she said, giving a small bow that seemed out of place from such a being in the situation. "It is true that I seek the power of the Circle. With it, our kind can breed magnificent offspring and empower themselves to further strengthen our young. Your body has bore many strong children, but you are correct...it is not enough."
The tentacles around Lena tightened just a little, lifting her up and placing her upon the mass of tentacles directly in front of the queen's body, as if she were putting Lena in her lap. "Two weeks have passed. Your fellow Witch Hunters have been searching for you, though our lair here is well hidden from them. It must have seemed much longer, given how many offspring you've carried and conceived...but in one touched with power like yourself, our young grow at a remarkable speed." She looked over Lena's body, her tentacles continuing to caress Lena's skin without sexual contact. The queen's hand came between her lower pair of breasts. "If you wish to feed, then please, go ahead. I promise that my milk won't make your breasts grow." It almost seemed like a joke, especially given that some of the earlier creatures had made Lena's tits swell to the size of beachballs, though there was no hint of mocking in the queen's voice...only warmth and a sort of affection.
She listened to Lena's questions. "I am the queen of my monster kind," she said, giving a small bow that seemed out of place from such a being in the situation. "It is true that I seek the power of the Circle. With it, our kind can breed magnificent offspring and empower themselves to further strengthen our young. Your body has bore many strong children, but you are correct...it is not enough."
The tentacles around Lena tightened just a little, lifting her up and placing her upon the mass of tentacles directly in front of the queen's body, as if she were putting Lena in her lap. "Two weeks have passed. Your fellow Witch Hunters have been searching for you, though our lair here is well hidden from them. It must have seemed much longer, given how many offspring you've carried and conceived...but in one touched with power like yourself, our young grow at a remarkable speed." She looked over Lena's body, her tentacles continuing to caress Lena's skin without sexual contact. The queen's hand came between her lower pair of breasts. "If you wish to feed, then please, go ahead. I promise that my milk won't make your breasts grow." It almost seemed like a joke, especially given that some of the earlier creatures had made Lena's tits swell to the size of beachballs, though there was no hint of mocking in the queen's voice...only warmth and a sort of affection.