Chapter 1: Savage Ambush
Chapter by PenXIII
Notes:
Prompt: Roxas was defending the old mansion and Namine from nobodies in twilight town and were defeated. An old mutual acquaintance of theirs wants to play some games afterwards.
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Roxas and Namine walked arm-in-arm, blissfully unaware of the predator lurking behind them.
Larxene licked her full lips and grinned, razor sharp.
Roxas’s bubble butt bounced and swayed in his boyshorts, next to Namine’s wide, inviting, child-bearing hips.
The savage nympho watched the young couple whisper and giggle to each other as though they didn’t have a care in the world.
Quietly, Larxene slipped out of her hiding place, and summoned three of her own clones.
The giggling busty ninja witches sped away, preparing their ambush.
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Roxas opened the door for Namine, before stepping out of the way. Ever the gentleman, he gave her a smile as she walked in first.
Even so, her jiggling, bouncing rear was hypnotic in its own right, and Roxas caught himself staring once again.
The lovers slipped into their nest, idly locking the door behind them.
Roxas couldn’t keep his hands off his girlfriend’s lovely body, and she enjoyed exploring his own lithe, curvy frame.
They moved to the bed, shucking clothes as they went, ignoring everything in their surroundings.
Neither of them noticed the dark, sinister, busty shapes sneaking out of the shadows until it was far too late.
Larxene and her clones pounced upon them like a pack of ravening wolves. The blond twink and his phat-assed girlfriend were subdued easily, hogtied in chains and trapped expertly by the ninjas.
Larxene, the real one, stood in front of them, arms folded under her massive wobbling tits, grinning like a shark.
“So, you two thought you could get away from me?”
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Namine slowly came awake. The curvy blonde opened her eyes, to find herself in a dark, dreary void. The last thing she remembered was Roxas defending her from a pack of heartless--
ROXAS!
Her eyes snapped open, and she immediately started to struggle. Her blue eyes were frantic, her newborn heart racing in her ribcage
Roxas was suspended in chains on the other side of the room, likewise bound in the strangest outfit Namine had ever seen.
It was like someone had taken a straightjacket and themed it after a Dusk. The overlong sleeves had bound his arms over his chest, his hands stuck under his armpits, and a big black ballgag with the Nobody symbol stamped on it was stuffed in his mouth.
His legs were stuffed into big long thigh-high boots, exposing his smooth, creamy thick thighs and highlighting his own bubble butt. Namine saw him struggling against the chains that bound him, and swallowed nervously.
This was becoming very, very familiar.
Roxas himself finally met Namine’s eyes, and his own gaze roved over her sexy body stuffed into one of the most sexed up outfits he’d ever seen.
Her suit resembled one of Xaldin’s old Dragoon Nobodies. He could see the tiny wings on her back, and the dragonish helmet they wore over their true heads. Her body was even thicker than his, and those boots they’d dressed her in emphasized long legs and wide hips. In another time he’d enjoy putting his hands all over those meaty thighs and planting his face in her fat ass, but he had to focus.
They were captured. Again.
If he didn’t have this gag on his mouth he’d curse a blue streak, but for now he bided his time.
He could see those curvy dancer Nobodies, the ones that used to work for Demyx, wiggling about in the background alongside those wasp-waisted wide-hipped ninjas.
But what worried him was he couldn’t see where that sadistic bitch went.
Larxene loved bullying him even when they were both lacking hearts. Training under her was the worst; humiliating and worse, arousing. She regularly used him as a seat cushion, or a boob rest, or a cuddle toy.
If he protested she’d throw him over her lap and paddle him with that book she was always reading involving new ways to be sadistic.
Worse, she just loved humiliating him in front of his then-girlfriend Namine, cuddling with him while making her serve them both drinks in a sick parody of their dates.
At the time, Namine had been stuffed into a slutty, backless maid outfit, instead of her usual white dress and sandals, one that proudly showed off her jutting pawg ass as she walked.
Larxene had made sure to make Namine put a proud wiggle in her ass as she walked by
their “training” sessions.
As for the training itself…
She’d tie him to the bed, and then take great pleasure in teasing him for hours straight. With a ring around his cock to keep him from cumming, she’d lick, and suck, and fondle his cock for ages.
Roxas would be gagged, helpless, unable to do more than squirm as she blew him with practiced ease. She’d slip a finger in his ass, finding that sensitive bundle of nerves and pressing on it just hard enough to drive him wild.
The wicked domme would even make Namine join in, sitting her big fat blonde butt on his face to keep him quiet, not allowed to touch herself lest Larxene punish her.
Roxas’s poor balls would swell up like oranges from this, so blue and swollen it almost hurt.
But then she’d do the cruelest thing possible.
She’d stop. She wouldn’t touch him, not to spank him, or harm him, or give him any attention at all.
Namine would be likewise penned up in their “chamber” and both Roxas and Larxene would have to go out on the mission while Roxas had the worst case of blue balls imaginable, his cock locked up.
She claimed it was training to avoid distractions. If he could fight Heartless with blue balls then he could focus on anything. Roxas claimed it was simple torture.
Larxene laughed at that, and made him fight harder.
If he completed all the mission objectives, even the optional ones, Larxene would let Namine suck him off.
If he didn’t, well, Namine would suffer in his stead AND he wouldn’t be allowed to get off.
Roxas was brought out of his reminiscing by the clack of high-heels on the floor.
Larxene, now as her complete self Elrena, casually strode into the room, head held high as though she were a queen holding court.
Becoming complete had done wonders for her figure, if Roxas’s eyes weren’t deceiving him. She’d never been flat, but her bust was straining at her shirt in ways he’d only ever seen on Sora’s friend Tifa.
He swallowed nervously, old habits starting to rear their submissive heads.
Elrena smiled.
“Glad to have my toys back.” She giggled. “And we have all night to play, Roxas. Don’t think I forgot about you either, Namine. Still got that bakery too?”
Idly she slapped Namine on the ass, making her gasp as those cheeks wobbled.
“After I got my heart back, I had to think a long time about what I was going to do with the two of you. I even got those new outfits for us to play in…”
She grinned lecherously, making both of them flush nervously.
“But where to start, where to start…”
She playfully said, "Eeny meeny miney YOU!"
Without any further warning she pounced on Namine.
Roxas watched, a lump forming in the crotch of his suit, as Elrena's huge tits bounced, wobbled and swayed as she sashayed up to Namine with a swing in her hips. The fiendish grin on her pretty features only grew razor sharp as she casually removed the gag in Namine's pouty lips.
The smaller blonde girl stared up at the witch, only for something even more shocking to loudly SLAP over her cute face.
It was a cock, an honest-to-light cock, bigger than anything Roxas had seen in person, and it was real. It was at least as thick as his wrist, while flaccid, and he could see the veins standing out on the intimidating shaft.
Namine felt heat coming off it in steady waves and could practically smell the ozone in the air. Elrena definitely wasn't going to hold back this time.
"You know what to do."
With that, obediently Namine opened her mouth, and the fat head was shoved in with a loud GLURK.
Roxas's own view was abruptly obscured when another Elrena clone's chest blocked his line of sight. The huge tits wobbled and bounced in his face before she yanked his gag out.
"What, did you think you could be lazy and just get off from watching? Naughty boy."
Elrena yanked her top open, revealing those meaty jugs. The other two clones shoved his face into her tits without any further warning, and the poor boy started suckling like his life depended on it.
His poor dicklet was getting harder as the two clones felt his own slender body up, but they didn't touch it once. Roxas knew the rules, if he came too early, that'd be a paddling…
Namine was sucking cock with practiced ease, Elrena fisting her hair as she did. The wicked ninja held the smaller girl's head with both hands as she mercilessly throat fucked Namine's petite mouth. The shaft was hard and thick around as a soda can, and Namine feared she might choke on the meat in her mouth.
Elrena lifted her own Missing Ache Keyblade, and gestured once. The chains repositioned Namine's body, ass in the air, face dangling towards Elrena's crotch, before she started using the petite girl like a proper fuckhole.
Roxas was likewise stuck between three clones who took great pleasure in his masochistic suffering. They fondled and teased his poor sealed cock while they played with his nipples.
Fed up with the foreplay, Elrena mounted Roxas as well, her massive cock sliding into his fat asscheeks with a loud THWACK.
Without any more warning, she rammed herself into him too, her hips going fifty to the dozen as she did. His eyes crossed, her massive cock going into his guts as she fucked him completely stupid.
As both poor blondes were mercilessly fucked to an inch of their lives, they both remembered how Larxene could go ten rounds without stopping. Now with her heart back, she might go even longer.
Chapter 2: Dominated Masters
Chapter by PenHawking (PenXIII)
Summary:
Riku tries to find aqua in the realm of darkness without mickey, and Aqua and Riku get jumped by 4 darksides, get gameovered, get both enslaved in latex leotards, but made thicker to be gangbanged by massive darkside heartless cocks relentlessly.
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“You will learn to accept us, Master Riku. You will accept us this time, no matter what he said!”
Four Darksides at once. Ordinarily, Riku could have wrecked them by himself, but he’d been worn down through exhaustion. More waves of Heartless than he cared to count, along with his Keyblade breaking on him, had been more than even he could deal with. The creatures had defeated him mercilessly after that.
But it hadn’t been enough for them to simply kill him and take his heart, oh no. They had to play sadistic games.
He’d known something was off when instead of being flattened by a bunch of darksides or other purebloods, one of those curvy Parasol Beauty Heartless waddled out instead.
Sora had told him about these once on Kingstagram, but still…
Riku struggled, briefly, but the spell they were casting was far too strong for him.
He could hear them jeering, one of them slapping his round ass on the way in and making the cheeks bounce. The jutting milfy cheeks threw him off, but he managed to stay upright. His center of balance was off, and the way they had his hands bound behind his back didn’t help.
He caught sight of his reflection in a mirror, and flushed in embarrassment. Riku staggered to his feet and his green eyes almost bugged out of his head as he got a look at his newly thick body.
They’d painted his lips black and plumped them up as if he’d been born with great big dick-sucking bimbo lips. His formerly broad shoulders had shrunken somewhat into a twinkish narrow shape. A skintight leotard, painted with the heartless emblem, covered his flat chest down to his now narrow hips. His slim, waifish waist ballooned out sharply as his gaze fell further, revealing bare, obscene breeding hips, like a mother of three children instead of a badass keyblade master. His thighs were compressed into a pair of long, thigh-high stripper boots.
His muscles were still there, he could feel them, but they were reshaped and covered with a layer of almost feminine curves.
The one thing he still had was his proud, fat round bulge in his crotch. The latex feeling suit was stretched around his cock and balls in a perfect cup.
Worst of all, he was so horny it hurt.
He didn’t know what that spell they hit him with was, but all Riku’s usually stoic demeanor was gone, replaced by thoughts of being a subby bottom for giant cock, or plowing his way through a field of willing pussy.
He tried to focus on his magic, but the thoughts were chased away by images of himself bouncing up and down on a massive black Heartless cock. His efforts trying to call up even a simple fire spell was replaced by shapely feminine frames kissing his lips, soft hands exploring his poor hypersexualized body, wide hips bouncing on his pole to empty his seed at every turn.
Another loud slam got his attention, and he stumbled as he turned around to see Master Aqua, likewise bound and imprisoned in slutwear identical to his own, complete with an oversized red ball gag.
Her lips were even plumper than his own, and she now sported an impressively ample bosom that bounced and swayed as she stumbled around in her own stripper boots. They’d cuffed her arms behind her back, and her suit was modified to accommodate her massive breasts, but they were otherwise almost identically dressed.
In any other situation, Riku would have tried to help her, but all he could think about was how much he wanted to fuck her brains out. As Master Aqua stumbled about in her high-heeled shoes, her breasts bouncing, her big hips swaying side to side in front of him, all the bound Master Riku could consider was how good she’d feel, how tight that cameltoe would feel stretched out around his cock.
His eyes glazed over a little as he stared at her, and he clenched his fists to force himself to remain focused. Composing himself. He was a Keyblade Master. He was a hero. He was not some mad beast that would mount the first tight willing hole offered to him, and he certainly would not bottom for giant heartless cock--
Aqua, for her part, was trying to focus too. She remembered losing to Xehanort’s Heartless. She remembered being thrown into the dark ocean. She vaguely remembered a group of curvy frames, like that army of Phantom Aqua clones she’d faced…
They’d grabbed her, melting away into sludge as they wrapped their bodies around her. Aqua’s pretty features colored as she remembered how good it felt to let the Darkness into every nook and cranny of her body.
And the Darkness had claimed her in another way. Instead of devouring her heart, it marked her body in ways her enemies had never dreamed of.
Her breasts were now massive pillowy things, proudly jutting in their latex prison like two black clad mountains.
Gagged, bound and helpless, the new slutwear they made for her reshaped her body to its liking.
She vaguely remembered being fished out by another Darkside, before being carried to whatever this makeshift prison really was.
Her own mind felt…scrambled. Not quite lightheaded, but dazed and confused. Intrusive, lustful thoughts kept assaulting her brain.
Memories of the quiet nights she shared with Terra crawled up to the forefront, before replaced by far more perverse ideas as she saw this newly thick boy in front of her.
Those pillowy thighs wrapped around her head. That fat ass planted firmly on her face as she tongued his hole. Her big tits being sucked on as he put that obviously huge cock to work on her needy, aching pussy…and more.
As she continued her horrible line if thought…
The door opened.
Chains, glowing and potent, wrapped around both Riku and Aqua’s limbs and held them fast.
The intrusive thoughts chased out all others. Both Keyblade Masters were swiftly turned into cock-hungry bimbos in mind as well as body. Their latex prisons tightened, and the gags disappeared.
Two huge black hands grabbed Aqua’s hips. Another pair grabbed Riku’s head.
Without a word, both of them opened wide. The big black Heartless cock, nearly a foot in length, rammed into Riku’s wet mouth. Aqua’s poor pussy was likewise stretched out around the huge shaft of another Neoshadow.
The Heartless rutted with their sworn enemies like the beasts they resembled, grunting and snarling as they fucked the Keyblade Masters with hateful thrusts. Their huge cocks stretched out Riku’s throat and Aqua’s pussy lips, the impacts making Aqua’s melon-sized ass bounce.
“Keyblade Master pussy is the best!”
“So is this one’s throat!”
Aqua looked over the assembled Heartless, an army of horny brutes all with huge cocks like forearms. She and Riku had the same thought--they were going to be stuck her a while.
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Kairi finally found him. It took her so long, but she’d finally found him!
Sora ran up to Kairi, taking in her soft, cute smile. before her, boyish smile in place, a familiar silly grin that made her heart flutter.
But something was dreadfully wrong.
She was wearing something really…perverse. Something that made Sora’s mouth water in ways he’d never really felt before.
It reminded him a little bit of that outfit Riku wore in Hollow Bastion a few years ago, with alterations designed solely to turn on the viewer.
The body was skintight latex, or it appeared to be, with the skirt torn away, revealing her wide hips and asscheeks separated by a strategically high-cut leotard. The chest had been cut away, in a Heartless symbol with crisscrossing red straps revealing a pair of huge breasts. The cutaway barely covered her nipples, and what it did cover served only to tease.
Her thigh-high stripper boots covered her legs, so tight they appeared painted on.
More Heartless, smaller than Darksides but much larger than he expected, appeared at her side. Smiling, the girl pointed, and they lunged at Sora.
Already exhausted from the Keyblade War and the battle with Yozora, Sora was subdued easily, the darkness within these strange pureblood Heartless melting away into ooze and covering him in seconds.
He struggled uselessly, but it was like trying to push his way through warm tar. The stuff coated his hands, stinging his lips, hips, and even his legs.
His clothes were burned away as Kairi slowly walked towards him, her hips swaying from side to side.
“Join us, Sora…”
She whispered, her eyes glowing a bright red.
“Become one with me. Let me be your new, pretty pet, and we can be together forever…”
Sora would have spoken, but the darkness had covered his mouth, thick cables of inky black tar shaping into chains.
The goo bonding to his body had become another slutty suit just like Kairi’s. Worse, he felt something really tight around his groin.
As Sora looked down, he came to a shocking realization--the darkness had caged up his dick, but made it and the balls underneath massive. Swollen, backed up like he hadn’t managed to masturbate in months!
The leotard he’d been stuffed into zipped itself up right around his dick, sealing it in a pouch he couldn’t touch. He wiggled his hips, trying desperately to reach it, but he couldn’t touch the poor sealed up erection with his hands bound the way they were.
The crown on his head, was messing with his mind. His blue eyes were turning red and hazy. He remembered something about…blades…and shafts…and polishing shafts with magic…was that it?
Kairi straddled him, smiling with something sadistic lurking in her eyes. Her own tiara shifted slightly on her head as she pressed a kiss to his forehead.
Soon, the two hypersexualized lovers were kissing as though no one else existed in this dark void.
As they shared another lewd, wet kiss, the bonds around Sora’s arms disappeared, and the crown on his head shifted to place itself more firmly.
His hands explored her breasts, sliding down to her hips…and hers were on his firm, flat chest.
“Now, Sora, we can play for a long, long time.”
The heartless surrounding both lovers revealed themselves, and the biggest cocks Sora had ever seen in person loomed out of the shadows like the rifles of a firing squad.
Kairi sighed in bliss. “They taste so good, Sora, like you wouldn’t believe. The first one hurt but after a while I started to love them…”
Sora was trying to focus, trying to find a means of protest, but the moment he strung a thought together all he could think was “We should serve Heartless cock. You and your precious lover should suck big black Heartless cock. You should ride cock and fuck that pussy.”
Kairi was already on her knees, face-down, ass-up, her red eyes glazed over in lust. A huge black cock even bigger than Sora’s own slapped down between those meaty cheeks with a loud THWAP.
Sora felt two hands on his hips, and something sliding between his thighs. He’d been lifted as if he weighed nothing and planted firmly in the lap of something huge. The goo covering him was manipulated again
Kairi was already being plapped firmly as her already liquefied brain was fucked out of her. Her tiara radiated red magic as she was fucked in front of her lover.
Sora found himself bound and gagged in the lap of a big brutish Heartless with huge hands relentlessly teasing and squeezing his poor swollen bulge. Never enough to be painful, but not nearly enough to get him off, which was even worse.
The thing had put its own cock between his thighs and was using him like a cumrag to jerk itself off, and all Sora could think to do was hold on for dear life. The pressure against his bulge was slowly getting him there, but it wasn’t enough to get him over the edge. He begged for more, for the Heartless to at least stick it in, but the beast just refused.
Kairi was getting fucked doggy-style, the Heartless on her having torn her suit out of the way to shove itself balls-deep in her.
Another one had grabbed her head, mindful of her tiara, and was using her throat to get itself off. Both monsters were fucking her like they were trying to meet in the middle.
Finally the monster using Sora’s body got fed up with the foreplay, and without any warning, impaled him on the foot long shaft so hard his eyes crossed. The huge throbbing erection tore through his suit and his own cock immediately came from the impact on his prostate. The poor boy was helpless as the creatures used him and his girlfriend like toys.
And worst of all, Sora wanted more. He didn’t even want to leave, or think, or do anything other than serve Heartless cock forever.
Kairi wasn’t even thinking anymore, save for how much she wanted to be bred.
The two lovers shared another kiss as their giant, monstrous paramours fucked their brains out.