New Entry For The “She Was Too Low Level” Story Featuring the Rogue Airisu

You can find the new entry below the break or read the story in its current entirety HERE.

Content Warnings/Kink Spoilers: This is a short entry at just over 2,000 words that picks up right at the start of a sex scene. It leans heavy into helpless noncon and body horror from breast growth.

This is the option that won the last poll:

Lord Luthanda will fuck her, cumming quickly. Then he’ll flip her over, saying he’d been so focused on beginning to impregnate her he hadn’t noticed just how large her tits are. He’ll figure out they’ve been enlarged, blaming it on the tangle bush, and declare he likes them the size they are and that they are lactating. He’ll expresses sadness they’re shrinking back to normal and decide to take advantage of their size while he can. There will be a prolonged titplay scene with him licking and sucking on them, drinking her milk, and fucking them as they slowly return to normal. After he’ll be disappointed by their normal small size. “There’s ways to fix it though,” he’ll declare menacingly before leaving her alone in the room to fear she’ll have to endure more breast growth in her future.

Airisu heard the sound of clothing being taken off. It’s happening, she thought, wanting to scream. He’s going to use me however he pleases and all I’ll be able to do is lie here like a limp sack of potatoes. Then, when he’s done, he’s going to finish in me. My pregnancy ward is gone. I’ve no idea where I am on my moons. And even if my time isn’t right it won’t matter, because he’ll just use me this way again and again till his vile, nasty Human seed has taken root inside me!

The Evil nobleman fell on her with no further warning. He grabbed her tail, jerking it up and out of the way. After spitting into his hand and stroking the moisture onto his member he then practically shoved it into Airisu’s cunt, showing no concern for her comfort.

Thanks to the collar she was kept limp, unable even to groan out an objection as the man grunted and slammed into her backside. It was terrible. The man was pounding her with such frantic disregard it left her feeling further dehumanized. She was just a thing, a thing he was using. Not even fucking, it felt more like he was just using her cunt as a masturbation aid, one he didn’t even want to take his time to enjoy. There was the awful sense that he just wanted to be done with her as soon as possible.

By the time he slammed one last time deep into her and grunted in release tears were streaming silently down Airisu’s face. It had all happened so quickly and then been over so soon. Somehow that had made it all so much worse. It left her feeling like trying to impregnate her hadn’t been a joy for the man, it had left her feeling like using her this way had been a chore to the man and nothing more.

The way he’d finished so quickly left Airisu expecting him to leave without speaking to her further. He’d done what he needed and would go back to his life. What he’d said ran through her mind. He’d come back whenever his cock could grow hard and deposit more of his nasty Human seed in her. She’d remain locked, unmoving, and hopeless till he succeeded in putting a child in her.

She’d sunk so deep into a sea of despair that she was caught completely off guard when the man flipped her over onto her back. It allowed her to get her first look at the evil nobleman. He was exactly what she’d expected, a mildly attractive middle-aged Human man who had such an air of evil entitlement to him that all beauty he had became menacing ugliness.

Airisu noticed something else. The man was still hard. His cock still stood erect, soiled and dripping the same mix of sexual fluids that were leaking out of her womanhood.

He’s going to fuck me again, she thought. He’s still hard and he’s going to fuck me again and I can’t stop him. Maybe this time he’ll go slower and enjoy himself more. Does he want to be able to see my face while he uses me for the second time? No… No, his eyes are locked on my breasts.

Airisu’s skin crawled. He wasn’t staring at HER breasts, not her perfect, perky firm little breasts. He was staring at two massive sacks of gross fat that her perfect tits had been inflated into. She’d been lost in despair so deep she’d, for a short time, been able to put the sickening, gross feel of her inflated breasts weight out of her mind.

But now, having been flipped over onto her back, she felt their stomach-churning weight literary pressing down on her. She had to keep reminding herself it was the collar keeping her from moving, it WASN’T her grossly enlarged breasts’ weight. They hadn’t become so large and heavy that they were pinning her to the bed, that was just an illusion.

“Gods above,” Lord Luthanda gasped, eyes locked on Airisu’s breasts. “I’d been so focused on beginning to impregnate you that I hadn’t noticed your tits! The description the Guildmaster sent me painted the picture of a fit, agile, even slightly noble-seeming fox. He should have mentioned your tits were so enormous!”

He paused, licking his lips and grabbing his cock to give it a slow, absentminded stroke. “No, he WOULD have mentioned if you were this busty. You weren’t like this when you set out from the Guildhall tonight.” He paused, cocking his head and falling into thought as he lightly stroked himself while staring at Airisu’s enlarged breasts.

“The size is far too large for the rest of your body, and the shape… Not natural. Having dabbled in every form of sexual perversion I think I can recognize unnatural breast growth when I see it. Perhaps some cruel trick of the Guildmaster? No… The Tangle Bush. Yes, I see milk leaking from your swollen and engorged nipples. I didn’t know the wonderful thing could cause so much growth!”

He fell silent again, taking a step closer and jerking off a little more quickly. “I’d been excited about impregnating a fit Vulpenite. You were described to me as having the beauty of a finely bred noblewoman with a haughty, bitchy demeanor that would have led you to fitting in well in noble society. The idea of keeping a woman who could have easily been welcomed into my world as a captive, used as little more than a brood mare, was deliciously and perversely arousing. But this…” The man trailed off as he climbed onto the bed, straddling Airisu as he continued to jerk off and stare at her tits.

“This is better,” he finally said. “Such grossly huge tits on such a small, fit body. And lactating! Like your body is eager to become as motherly as it can. So fertile. So ripe to be made a toy I can use to indulge in all my basest, grossest desires with.”

He let go of his cock and fell on her, shoving his face into one of her enlarged breasts. The man was greedily sucking almost before his lips were locked around her nipple.

A moment after he began sucking on her tit Airisu felt something in her breast shift. Suddenly a trickle of milk became a torrential flood. The sensation was horrible and left her feeling even more like her body wasn’t her own.

At least it won’t last forever, she thought as the evil man moved from one tit to the other to greedily gulp down thick mouthfuls of her milk. I can already feel my breasts starting to shrink down. As they return to their normal size the lactation will stop too. My body will become MY body once again and all of this will be easier to endure.

Then a horrible thought slipped into her mind. Maybe the unnatural breast growth and lactation would soon fade, but once he’d impregnated her she’d have to suffer through natural versions of such disgusting, humiliating body horror. Her perfect breasts would swell, grow heavy and misshapen while leaking milk all because of the vile thing he intended on putting in her. As it grew her belly would be stretched, her perfect slim fit abs ruined forever. All of her would be left ruined, and unlike the unnatural body changes she’d been made to endure that night those future changes would permanently ruin her perfect body.

As all of this ran through Airisu’s mind Lord Luthanda feasted on her breasts, licking and sucking on her nipples while he rubbed his manhood against whatever part of her it was pressed against at that moment. The mess of vaginal fluids and semen that had been covering it left Airisu’s skin soiled wherever he rubbed and thrust against her and soon fresh wetness of ample flowing precum joined the mess.

“No,” the man gasped at one point, grabbing Airisu’s breasts with desperate, rapacious greed. “They’re shrinking so quickly! I must enjoy them while I still can. I must indulge in the milk leaking from your huge, gross, fat udders for as long as I can!”

He worked himself into a frantic, desperate sexual rage of dismayed greed as her breasts slowly, but steadily, shrunk. He kept licking and sucking on her nipples till her milk began to run dry. Only then did he mount her chest and wrap her tits around his cock.

“Have to fuck them,” he grunted as he started thrusting his hips while keeping her tits pressed in tight around his manhood. “Pound these gross sacks of fuckable fat while I still can! Know I should cum in you again, but your enlarged tits are so fucking sexy… I’ve all the time in the world to work on impregnating you, THIS will be gone soon!”

Airisu had endured much that night. The horror of what had happened to her body. The humiliation of it, and of having had so many see her like this. The traumatizing ordeal with the magical plant’s sexual assault and how much it had pleasured her. Her capture. The fate she faced. All of it had been horrible. All of it threatened to break her in some way she feared she’d never recover from even if she was somehow saved.

Yet THIS, at least in the moment, was the worst of it all. A man sitting on her and using the grossly enlarged breasts to pleasure himself. And not just any man, but a HUMAN man! Using her like a thing. No, not even using her, using her tits. Like they weren’t even part of her, like they were something separate that existed just to help him better pleasure himself.

Lord Luthanda forced himself to last as long as he could to better indulge in every moment possibly remaining of Airisu’s enlarged tits. Between grunts and huffs of pleasure he proclaimed he was going to last till her enlarged tits had shrunk down to be too small to fuck. Yet try as he might he came long before then.

He’d been holding her shrinking breasts tight around his cock as he’d cum. Airisu had hated how acutely she could feel the meaty shaft quiver and pulse as he came. She hated even more the way the cum shooting into her pressed breast meat had felt, especially after the villain had groaned, “Filled your tit-pussy with my seed.”

The awful words ran through her head, a mocking psychic pain that would linger and reply in her mind to haunt her for weeks. She’d learn the man had a way of doing that, of spitting out phrases that would linger so awfully in her mind that they felt like a festering wound.

“Spent,” he said with a forlorn but satisfied sigh as he let go of her breasts then flopped down onto the bed beside her.

Since Airisu was unable to move she had to lay there exactly as he’d left her, soiled inside and out as she stared up at the ceiling. At least my breasts are shrinking more quickly now, she thought. As their size returned to normal she felt familiar perky firmness. It brought her a moment of joy and relief that the unnatural alterations to her body hadn’t left any lasting effects.

The joy was short lived when she remembered what the man lying beside her intended to do to her. Perhaps he doesn’t even need to do anymore, she thought as a fresh wave of despair washed over her. Perhaps cumming in me once was all he needed to plant his vile Human seed in me. It won’t matter though. He’ll try again soon and he’ll keep trying till I show signs of being with child. If he is going to try as much as he claimed I’ll surely be with child before long.

She was brought out of her unhappy thoughts when the evil man grabbed one of her nipples and gave it a hard, cruel twist. If she hadn’t been wearing the collar she’d have screamed in pain and most likely attacked the man for doing what he did, but because of the collar she was able to only lay there and suffer through further cruel abuse to her nipples.

“I might have been satisfied with your body had you arrived as you are now,” Lord Luthanda told Airisu as he kept twisting and tugging on her nipples. He’d leaned over her so she had to look up at his face. The expression he wore made it clear he knew what he was doing was unpleasant for her and that he was enjoying her being unable to do anything about it.

“But after seeing them so large and having had a chance to have my way with them? To fuck them… To feast on your milk… No… No, I won’t be able to settle for such small, firm breasts as these. Your body as it is… it’s a disappointment.”

He let out a dramatic sigh as he released his grip on her nipples. “A disappointment,” he repeated as he got up from the bed. “But,” he added, voice full of gleeful cruelty, “it’s a disappointment that can be fixed. I’ve enough wealth and the right kinds of connections to be able to find a way to not just return your perky breasts to the gross, swollen sacks of fuckmeat they were tonight, but to ensure they STAY that way.”

And with those terrifying, ominous words the nobleman left Airisu alone in the room to wallow in despair and fear.

What happens to Airisu next now that Lord Luthanda has vowed to find a way to regrow her breasts in a way that will last? (Choose up to 4 options from this poll)