Not Skin Deep
crisium dared me to write this. You do not want to read it while eating or perhaps just not at all.
Title: Not Skin Deep
Characters: Broodmother/Broodfather
Rating: M NWSF (Not brain safe either)
He knew it was love from the first time he laid eyes upon her lovely bulk of flesh. Just thinking about that moment sent ripple of tingling sensation through his tentacles. She was such a beautiful mound of quivering voluptuousness, with five tiered bosoms, each more ponderous and perfect than the last. Her tentacles were slender darkening from pink to dark brown at their tips. Her head was large and completely bereft of hair, exquisite in its sublime baldness.
He had first met her at his great aunt's funeral, which he attended reluctantly as he was a one of a kind abomination and his family were rather ashamed of him. "Ezio," they often said, "you are a one of a kind abomination and we are rather ashamed of you." It wasn't his fault that instead of being born a genlock, he had somehow mutated into something shouldn't technically exist.
So when he had glimpsed her glorious expansive bulk the other side of the grave he had fallen quick and hard. She was so like him, except in other rather particular aspect and he found himself wonder whether or not she would be able to accommodate him.
He courted her by seizing some dwarves and sticking them in a blender to make a nice blood smoothie which he seasoned with lyrium before he presented it to her. She gibbered incoherently and sipped the smoothie with her beak which he took as a sign of acceptance. Then he presented her with a bouquet of dwarf scrotums, with the hair still on them. She flushed with pleasure upon receiving this gift and allow him to entwine his tentacles with hers.
He learned her name was Laryn and that she had once been a dwarf. She didn't understand what he was, why he was so similar in form and yet so different, there were not supposed to be males of their kind. She was lonely and very receptive to his affections, of course, being a decent unholy abomination, he didn't even think about engaging in carnal relations outside of wedlock and he proposed later that same night.
They were joined in unholy matrimony by a very short-sighted and rather confused Chantry sister, who was preoccupied with food. Laryn covered her beautiful face with a veil made from cobweb silk and when they were pronounced Thing and Bride, Ezio gently raised the veil with a tentative tentacle. They pressed their beaks together and kissed for the first time, Laryn's tongue shyly flicking against hers.
The honeymoon was a glorious affair for all the difficulties their anatomy created. Ezio gently slid one of his cocktacles inside Laryn's beak and she sucked and licked upon it while his other members sought out her ovipositor and anus. Having never engaged in congress with another beast before Ezio came very quickly, as maintaining ten erections was very hard, ejaculating his spawn everywhere. They waited half an hour and then they did it again.
Eventually their unholy alliance was blessed with issue, thousands of tiny genlocks with ten nipples spew forth from Laryn's sac. Now they could start their own blight with their children, they had truly become a family.
Ezio had to go abroad on business and he returned to find that Laryn had been senselessly and cruelly slaughtered by some adventurers. He gibbered in sorrow and became an alchoholic.
The End.
Title: Not Skin Deep
Characters: Broodmother/Broodfather
Rating: M NWSF (Not brain safe either)
He knew it was love from the first time he laid eyes upon her lovely bulk of flesh. Just thinking about that moment sent ripple of tingling sensation through his tentacles. She was such a beautiful mound of quivering voluptuousness, with five tiered bosoms, each more ponderous and perfect than the last. Her tentacles were slender darkening from pink to dark brown at their tips. Her head was large and completely bereft of hair, exquisite in its sublime baldness.
He had first met her at his great aunt's funeral, which he attended reluctantly as he was a one of a kind abomination and his family were rather ashamed of him. "Ezio," they often said, "you are a one of a kind abomination and we are rather ashamed of you." It wasn't his fault that instead of being born a genlock, he had somehow mutated into something shouldn't technically exist.
So when he had glimpsed her glorious expansive bulk the other side of the grave he had fallen quick and hard. She was so like him, except in other rather particular aspect and he found himself wonder whether or not she would be able to accommodate him.
He courted her by seizing some dwarves and sticking them in a blender to make a nice blood smoothie which he seasoned with lyrium before he presented it to her. She gibbered incoherently and sipped the smoothie with her beak which he took as a sign of acceptance. Then he presented her with a bouquet of dwarf scrotums, with the hair still on them. She flushed with pleasure upon receiving this gift and allow him to entwine his tentacles with hers.
He learned her name was Laryn and that she had once been a dwarf. She didn't understand what he was, why he was so similar in form and yet so different, there were not supposed to be males of their kind. She was lonely and very receptive to his affections, of course, being a decent unholy abomination, he didn't even think about engaging in carnal relations outside of wedlock and he proposed later that same night.
They were joined in unholy matrimony by a very short-sighted and rather confused Chantry sister, who was preoccupied with food. Laryn covered her beautiful face with a veil made from cobweb silk and when they were pronounced Thing and Bride, Ezio gently raised the veil with a tentative tentacle. They pressed their beaks together and kissed for the first time, Laryn's tongue shyly flicking against hers.
The honeymoon was a glorious affair for all the difficulties their anatomy created. Ezio gently slid one of his cocktacles inside Laryn's beak and she sucked and licked upon it while his other members sought out her ovipositor and anus. Having never engaged in congress with another beast before Ezio came very quickly, as maintaining ten erections was very hard, ejaculating his spawn everywhere. They waited half an hour and then they did it again.
Eventually their unholy alliance was blessed with issue, thousands of tiny genlocks with ten nipples spew forth from Laryn's sac. Now they could start their own blight with their children, they had truly become a family.
Ezio had to go abroad on business and he returned to find that Laryn had been senselessly and cruelly slaughtered by some adventurers. He gibbered in sorrow and became an alchoholic.
The End.