Once again Anya squirmed in pleasure as she felt huge amounts of cold semen gush into her awaiting pussy. She could feel it filling her up, the cock from which it surged throbbing and pulsing. Meanwhile her mouth was flooded with even more cum, vast amounts pouring down her throat. She swallowed as much as she could and when the cock finally pulled from her mouth a small amount dribbled down her chin. Body covered in sweat, thighs glistening her both her cum and that of her undead minions, Anya fell back panting. Before they could use her again she waved them away.
“I’m done. You both performed admirably,” she said breathlessly, “You can go back to your duties.”
One Week later…
Since her initial experiment, Anya’s days had been filled with as many lust fuelled romps with her zombie lovers as she could get. It was always with regret that she tore herself away from them to manage her growing forces, raising new minions from the recently killed and managing the villages and towns that she now found under her command. Today was one of those days. In the great hall of her castle sat a pile of treasure; gold, jewels and weapons were but a few. Anya admired them before turning to the gathering on the other side of the hall. Men, women and children penned in by her undead soldiers. Undead men and women wielding all manner of blood stained weapons. In various states of decay, there were fresh undead mixed in with skeletal wights and decaying monsters.
“Take them to the dungeons, I’ll see to them later.” She ordered. As they were corralled away a feisty young blonde spat at the necromancer. Anya managed to step out of the way, before calmly adding, “This one is yours, use her however you was to satisfy your urges.” She smirked. After her initial first experiment the young necromancer had bestowed sexual urges and knowledge upon all of her zombies, allowing them to relieve themselves with some of her more… rebellious subjects. A few of the zombies grabbed her and began leading the woman away, a look of horror on her face as they started to sport obvious erections.
Leaving the great hall behind, she quickly made her way to her private gardens. It was summer, the garden teeming with plants and trees. In the middle was a small bathing pool, a bench and, as instructed, her personal harem. The four zombies stood silently as she approached. Among them were the first two that she had brought into her bedchambers along with two more additions. All of them were tall, broad shouldered and handsome. She had also deigned to give them names to save on confusion. The zombie with the longer cock she had named in a more humorous mood, naming him Lance. The second, with his thicker cock, had been named Alpha. Bigger and more impressive than all the others, she saw him as the leader. The third she had named Charlie and fourth was Isaac. They had recently been captured and before turning them she learned their names to make things easier.
All of Anya’s undead lovers were all also sporting several new ‘upgrades’. Not only were they all much bigger, taller and muscular, but their cocks were much now thicker and longer, more so than any man she’d seen. Their balls were also bigger, with a larger capacity for cum, which was also magically imbued to be warmer. They also had a few individual upgrades. Lance was given a second cock, the two sitting one above the other, both as long and slightly thinner than the others. Charlie was just a standard zombie and Daniel had been bestowed with a prehensile, tentacle like tongue. Her favourite however was Alpha. His original cock had been completely replaced with a direwolf’s knotted cock. It was huge, bigger than all the others.
Eyeing them all up, Anya moved through the garden and sat on the bench, facing the zombies. She commanded the to get hard for her before setting her eyes on Daniel. She spread her legs seductively, the short gown she was wearing riding up to reveal her lack of panties. She could feel her arousal growing between her legs. “Well come on then boys.” She purred, “Let’s test out that tongue Daniel, and Charlie, let me taste that new and improved cock.”
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