Sarah and Taurs spectacular fantasy RP!

[crispy91]

Sarah walked down the dirt road, slowly cresting the looming hill. As she reached the top, the temple of the fertile lady finally came into view. She stopped and smiled as she placed a hand atop her belly. Finally, after her long pilgrimage to the fountain of fertility, she was coming home. She looked down at her brown robe. The changes wrought in her by the fountain had shredded her robe, as her growing belly forced its way out of her clothing and into the cool air. Her belly button had popped out, and her midsection had filled forever with the lady's permanent blessings. She would finally be accepted by the order into their ranks of the permanently pregnant. She continued to walk, raising her hood over her red hair, and feeling her permanently bare feet trod through the soft dirt. She had not bathed since she found that river, probably three days ago, and knew she would definitely need a nice, warm soak, as well as a good meal.

[RedTornado]

Gregor never understood this faith, it was like many other faiths, with a leader, a structure, but it worshipped pregnancy, something he had little interest in it. His men had followed Issa's order and near midday they stormed into the temples, cutting down statues, removing the treasures of the worship and took the best food from the storage bin.

Gregor, a lion-taur sat next to a fire as he idly chewed on a chickenleg, it was tasty but he found he wasn't filled by it as his stomachs growled in unison. Licking his lips the alpha male started to appreciate the forms of the women here. With their pregnancy they looked mighty filling.

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Sarah slowly approached the large, hulking door from the South. She knew that her brothers and sisters would be waiting at the door for her with food and welcoming arms. Surely, a sentry posted in the forest would have alerted them of her return. She couldn't wait to see everyone again, and pressed her ear against the door to listen for the commotion inside. As she leaned in, her new belly pressed against the door, and slightly depressed her outie. But not by much. Strangely, she could barely here anything inside. Surely, there must be almost one hundred monks and nuns inside waiting to greet her. Or maybe something happened. Sarah put these thoughts out of her head as she pushed the heavy door open and stepped onto the soft carpet, leaving the world of soft dirt and flowing rivers behind her. The smell of incense hit her almost immediately, and she called out in the vast emptiness "hello? Is anyone here? I've returned."

[RedTornado]

Perhaps the other halls were empty, but the main feasting hall was filled with men having their way with the women. But Gregor's fine ears pick up Sarah's cries and he hoisted himself up to trot in the other room, one paw on the hilt of his sword, Wolfsbane. When he spotted Sarah finally his eyes shined in the dark, accompanied by the fine rumbling of his stomach. He licked his lips and moved towards her.

She was so fat and perfect, like a fine stuffed turkey.

[crispy91]

Sarah wandered in further, letting the large, wooden door shut behind her as she entered the inner courtyard. Darkness immediately veiled her vision, but a nearby candle holder was still lit, and she was able to pick it up and use it to illuminate the room. She held it out to her side, careful not to spill hot wax on her new midriff. "Where could everyone be?" she asked the darkness, unaware of the hungry eyes watching her every move.

[RedTornado]

"Probably in the bellies of beasts, just as you will soon be." He growled, suddenly he was upon her and he grabbed her arms with such a force it might make the poor woman drop her glasses. With ease he settled himself down, splaying his horse legs forward and laying her down in his 'lap'. He stroked her hair, admiring her beauty but he became more fascinated with her protruding stomach, reaching down to stroke it with his paw.

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Sarah squeaked with fright as she was swept off her feet. She dropped the candle holder to the ground, putting out all but one of the candles, which cast a dim glow against the creature that was holding her tight. Her eyes widened as the shadows played across his feline features. "W-who are you? Wh-what are you?" she asked in rapid succession. "In the bellies of the beasts" still hadn't quite registered in her mind, and she asked "what have you done with the others?"

[RedTornado]

A low rumble resembling a laugh escapes his throat as he casually starts to tear at the fabric that covers her. "You're not very bright, are you?" He asked. He picked her up again only to stick a fat digit between the lips to her sex, wriggling it a bit as he desires a little taste.
"No, you're much more like a turkey. Fat, and with little survival skills. " He kept running his finger in and out of her expertly, grinding against her G-Spot.

[crispy91]

Sarah groaned as a finger was inserted into her slit. She gasped and squirmed. To the poor little zealot, this thing was some sort of hell beast that was violating the sanctity of her gifts. She squeaked indignantly, and attempted to push him away using her feet. "H-hey!" she yelled. "You must be sanctified before you are able to touch me!" her belly heaved with her increasing breath, amd despite having no luck with her feet, she reached a hand up to him to try to push him away.