The Elf and The Mimic

Siora's footsteps echoed on the stone floor, as she lead her small party ahead through the darkness. Her pointed ears twitched as she heard the sound of moving water ahead.

"Again, what are we looking for. We've been here for days." Tasar sighs. Siora looks back at him, the light lightly shimmering off his raven hair.

"Ask Lensa and Almer, they're the ones who picked up the quest." Siora stops walking, the rest of the party stopping as well.

Almer pushes Lensa forward, not wanting to speak on her behalf. "I.....well....I made a deal with a man back at the tavern...I forgot his name, but he said he'd meet us here and we'd help capture a mimic for about 20 gold."

Almer interjects, a look of confusion on his face "He told me 45 gold....you agreed to just 20?!"

Siora sighs as she proceeds to walk farther down the stone hallway. "Let's just go, we're already here"

The other three party members look at each other, knowing they were to get an earful from Siora later.

A light nearby in a break in the tunnel catches Almer's eye. "Hey isn't that the guy from the tavern?!"

The strange man waved the group over to him. "Welcome adventurers, I'm glad you were able to find your way here."

Almer steps forward, "what's the big idea here, buddy? Why would you give us both different rates for this job of yours?"

"My apologies sir knight. I was unaware that you two were in a party together. I promise the higher of the two wages, for completion of the mission of course."

Siora pulls Almer back, "now that that has been sorted, what was this quest of yours sir? And why are you here as well?"

"The quest is to slay a simple mimic, and I am here to ensure that I get what I want. The mimic is just behind this door, it shall be easy enough to find, but I'm personally unable to rid it from this world."

Siora nods, "very well then. Let's get this done, weapons at the ready team." They all pull swords, except Lensa, who pulls out a bow. "Tasar, the door please."

"As you command." Tasar walks to the door and tries the handle. "Locked. BREACHING!" He yells as he kicks the door inward. He raises his shield in front of him as Siora throws her torch into the blackened room.

"Forward!" Siora yells. Almer and Tasar bolt into the room as Siora and Lensa pass the threshold of the door and split off hugging the walls. "Anything?" She calls out to the rest of her team.

"Nothing," Almer responds. "What's going on?"

They all look to the door as the strange man stands just on the other side. He pulls an orb from his cloak. "Let there be light!" A beam of light shoots from the orb straight to the center of the room, illuminating it all and blinding the party temporarily. "Enjoy the god of mimics you sorry fools, while I please myself to your dismay!" The walls and flooring of the room begin to ripple and almost fade away before the party's very eyes, along with the conniving stranger.

They begin to be replaced by a red squishy substance that starts to pulsate around them. The floor comes to life as a wave rushes across it, knocking everyone to the ground. Before anyone can react the floor begins swallowing their weapons, and tentacles shoot from the walls dragging the men in and pinning them in a standing position against it.

"What the fuck is happening!" Almer shouts. He pulls as hard as he could, to no avail. Tasar meets the same conclusion.

As the women stand to try and help the men, tentacles shoot from the ceiling lifting them into the air by their hands, as more shoot from the floor and start pulling on their ankles. As everything seems to be settling down, a thick greenish liquid begins to pour onto all of them. It begins eating away at all of their clothing and armor.

"What is this? What is happening?" Asks Lensa. "It kinda feels tingly, like I want it more." Soon all of their armors have been stripped away leaving nothing to the imagination.

The pheromones of lust-filled the room as they each made eye contact with one another. Lensa and Siora blushed as the mens' cocks rose to the occasion of their waiting breasts and wet pussies.

"Free us from this." Lensa squirmed as a tentacle stuck its tip within her throbbing cunt. Her face turned crimson and she gasped as another tentacle shoved itself down her throat. She gagged and moaned as it thrust deep into her throat. The tentacle at her pussy buzzed, exciting her clit, making her squirt.

The tentacle's cum sprayed out the corners of her mouth as it thrust in and out. Lensa swallowed as much as she could, filling her stomach and bloating her as she finally came across the tentacle thrusting into her pussy. With a pop, a string of saliva and cum on her lips was left where the tentacle once was.

"She is for sure a beautiful example, don't you think?" A booming voice from overhead was heard. The three remaining party members looked over at panting Lensa. "More....." she moaned. Siora looked at the two men next. They both squirmed against the tentacles holding them in place against the walls.

"I'm not into being fucked like that," Tasar stated, all the while attempting to pull at the tentacle at his wrist.

"Me either...."Almer replied. A sudden loosening of the tentacles at their ankles caught them both off guard. They now were held to the wall by their wrists.

"My interests have changed a bit," The booming voice began to say "You will both fuck that beautiful elf before you until she can't stand anymore" His blatant reference to Siora had both Almer and Tasar looking at her, both crimson in the face.

Siora looks at them and then up at Lensa. "W-we can do that, just be gentle."

Their wrists were freed and the two men fell to the ground as the binding tentacle finally loosened their grip. "I want you to fill her with as much cum as possible. I want it coming out of every hole she has. So while those tentacles held you in place they worked some magic for me." The echo of the mystery man's voice rang in their ears as they approached Siora.

She gulped as their cocks became harder and bigger than they had been the entire time. They appear to be a good ten inches apiece. "I can't take those!" Siora yelled up at the ceiling as she felt the tentacles bending her to be on her hands and knees.

"Don't worry, the tentacles will aid you."

She felt a lone tentacle dribbling slime on her face, coating her lips. She licked it off and swallowed just as Almer shoved his enlarged cock down her throat.

The sloppy sound of her spit running down her lips. Siora moaned as the feeling of Almer's enlarged cock bulged in the back of her throat. Almost at the same time, Tasar slips his cock into her awaiting pussy. Siora leaned forward into Almer as a tentacle found its way into her last hole. She rocked back and forth as she was fucked from both ends, dripping her juices onto the now slime-covered stone floors. All she could do is beg for more, her mind craved more. Dozens of thoughts racked her mind. She couldn't help but want Tasar to fill her womb get her pregnant and for Almer to fill her stomach with his sweet cum. Tentacles twisted and pulled at her tits, making her squeal and squirm as she came.

Tasar was the first to release his large load into her. With every final thrust, more and more semen filled Siora's tight pussy. She felt her womb swell, a loud moan leaving her throat as she tightened and came again and again around his hard dick. Her stomach felt full but was filling more as the tentacle and Almer came next, pumping her full, his fingers laced into her hair.

All of the cocks fucking her popped free, one by one, leaving her lying in a pool of a mixture of cum and slime. Siora couldn't help but close her eyes to rest as the world got hazy and exhaustion overtook her body.

The next time she opened her eyes, she was lying in a bed with simple sheets she was also completely dressed. Tasar was sitting in the corner reading a book, "W-wheres Lensa?" Siora asked, her voice still raspy.

Tasar walked over and stroked her hair back from her face. "She went to the store with Almer, everything is fine." He then cleared his throat. "How much do you remember?" A crimson blush appeared across Siora's face as she thought back.

"I remember....a lot.....Do you think you got me....you know...."

"Maybe, I wouldn't mind getting you pregnant though, you were a lot of fun," Tasar smirked, his nose touching Siora's. She giggled in response.

"And I don't think I would mind either, whether it was you, Almer, or both."