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Monstrous Seeds made from Monstrous Deeds: Monstrous Bundle #6
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Monstrous Bundle #6 includes a massive menagerie of monstrous beasts who hunger for maidens to capture, and bring back to their dens to satisfy carnal desires. Everything from fairies that take the equine and feline forms to giant serpents from exotic forests. Even a some darker horror delights that involve spiders. Yes, Monstrous Lust contains the largest assortment of naughty monsters, shifters, werewolves and dragons presented in weird stories inspired by great authors like H.P. Lovecraft, Algernon Blackwood and many other writers of the weird and horrible. E.M. Beasty’s monsters, however, just want to play with you in a naked way.
Stories Include.
Ye Ole Dark Fairy Lust
Monstrously Inhuman Short Stories of Lust
More Monstrously Inhuman Short Stories of Lust
Naked Explorer
Lust and the Spider
Rituals of Sin, Lust, Pleasure and Play
….and More!
Here is a short teaser! When
Dreams Cum The dreams that night holds are always strange. Perhaps,
old stories of stardust casting an enchanting spell over us mere mortals isn’t
far from the truth. The lights of the night are far more special than the warm
glow of the sun as they hold a unique mystery. Sometimes, such a mystery gets
into old things that have sat too long under that night sky. The lights were
glowing from within the old, ruined stables again. Nobody ever believed Eve
that it was haunted, or that every night around midnight the stables came to
life. It was definitely not in use any more: the roof was beginning to cave in
certain places, and one wall was leaning in pretty badly. It was just a poor
old relic from days long past.Eve tried to learn its history, but not much was
known. All she knew is that he would come about this time of night. A phantom,
a ghostly beast, and it was he that made the glow. She did not feel any malice
from him, and he roamed only near his haunting place. Then again, there was
something unnatural to him beyond his ghostly form. He may have had the body of
a great black steed; a mustang with a coat as black as the night. Yet, his coat
shimmered with so many stars. He had a strange sparkle in his eyes, an
intelligence that did not befit his physical appearance. He watched her just as
much as she watched him. They would stare at each other for a long time before
he would go into that ruined building. His glow following and filling it for
some time, until at last it would disappear leaving only the ruins behind. It was tonight that she gathered up the courage to go
inside. Before, not even during the day did she dare enter. After all, the
place was haunted. However, he was calling her. She didn’t know how, but night
after night, he called for her, and his cries were getting stronger. Maybe it was his stare. She had looked into his eyes
and saw something there. The secrets of this ghost story were far more
fantastic that anything she could conjure up in her imagination. It took her a
long time to realize it. She had to look closely into his eyes to see the
secrets he was trying to show her. Secrets telling that the old and worn ruin
was a Narnian wardrobe.“You finally came,” he spoke as she timidly
made her way inside with only his glow to guide her. It was late and the night
was warm. She only wore her nightgown and a pair of sandals. Yet, she knew she
could probably have worn less for where she was going, and for what was to
come. “Ye…yes?” she said as she stumbled her
way inside through the half-open door. “You…you wanted me to come
here…didn’t you?” She couldn’t believe herself. This was the first time
she had ever talked to this being. The first time, and yet, something in her
wasn’t at all surprised that this would be how she should find things. It was
Déjà vu, not in the sense that she had been here before, but in the sense she
was meant to be here. This ceremony had been waiting for her and she for it. He
was going to take her away from here to places of wonder and magic. That is
what she had seen in his eyes all this time, the realms of the impossible. Eve pulled her nightgown over her head and let it
flow to the ground. She didn’t bother wearing underwear, she knew she wouldn’t
need any. She was still trying to figure out why she even wore the nightgown.
Was it for presentation, the fear that she might be seen wandering outside her
home, or maybe it was a way to better prepare herself. “This is what you want right?” she asked of
him, “I know the answer is yes, and I wish to know more on why I know. Yet,
now I stand here before you in your radiant glow and I somehow know the answer.
That terrifies me, for you are what you are."He looked at her and the sparkle within his black
coat became like the constellations in the sky. "And what am I? Am I the
ghost that haunts some old stable, a long forgotten memory trying to be
remembered? No, I think perhaps that I represent a longing. I take on a form
you find enchanting, beautifully familiar, and forbiddingly exotic. I could
take on another form for you, but this is the one you want."He trotted closer to her and she recoiled. "This
is forbidden! Look at you, though you are a phantom, and your coat is… well, it’s
like the night itself; you are still a beast.” Eve looked
about her surroundings that were easily seen in his eerie glow. The ruins of
this place were just as rickety from the inside as they looked outside. Weeds
had overtaken the place, which was all that filled the long vacant stalls that once
held animals.“Look at this place, look at where you have
lured me,” she said still scanning her surrounding, “this was a place
once meant for beasts.”“Am I just a beast” he said still making
his way toward her. “I guess it doesn’t matter because here you are. You
are naked before me, knowing surely what us wild gods want, or the prizes we
will give to receive it. You’re excited and scared, understandably… but
enough talk. If you have gotten this far, then this is what you really wanted
to know."He bent his head down and pressed his nose up against
her pubic mound so that her fuzz ticked it. He snorted loudly while
simultaneously putting out his tongue to lick in a long stroke up her womanly
slit. She tried to back away, but he was also pushing against her. The long
flat of his head eased into her stomach and diaphragm faster than she could
move. Eventually, she found herself falling backwards and she grabbed his big
equine head for support. He didn’t mind, and with his great size and strength,
he eased her down to the weed-covered ground, licking and snorting.The ground was cold, but the tansy mustards and soft
soils of the shaded environment made for a comfortable landing. Her hands
wrapped around his face trying to understand what they were touching. He had
strong equine features in his face, but the glimmering coat of stars swirled in
magical ways wherever her fingers and palm pressed against it. The closest she
could describe the feeling was like a gel; firm, but she felt like she could
meld into it. She couldn’t of course, and his features stayed intact as he
looked at her with glowing blue eyes that had a nebulous flame burning deep
within them. His lips were big, his tongue thick, wet and warm. Strangely,
it produced a minty-fresh sensation as the stickiness of his saliva coated her
privates in thick strokes. An icy-hot massage tingled her clitoris. She found
that she wanted and anticipated the feeling of it. What was happening was still hard for her to take in.
She knew this was coming, and that she would come to him in this manner. Yet,
it was so surreal, and he was, after all, this thing - this equine beast. She
couldn’t say animal, for no animal was like this. After all, was he even made
of flesh and bone? Was he even alive in the technical sense of what she
understood as a living thing? She struggled against him as her mind tried to
decide these things, but not enough to stop him. She wouldn’t admit it to
herself, but she was going to allow this to happen. For in the back of her mind
something always told her this would lead to greater, if not strange, things. "I…I don’t even know what to call you,”
she said as she wiggled about underneath him. Her hands and fingers probed
around his muzzle and snout as if she was trying to push him away. She was just
using her sense of touch more than her sight to try to understand the features
that pleasured her. He snorted his mystic breath between her palms as they
probed around his licks that stroked her.He chose not to reply, remaining the tall, dark, and
mysterious stranger. In the end, she had to give up and let him pleasure her. She
spread her legs to allow his cool-warmth slip deeper into her as he stroked
upward from her anus all the way up and around her clit. His glow was bright and allowed him to see his work
under the violet hue of it. His long main rippled against his neck. It wasn’t
really made from hair; it just appeared like a solid silhouette against the
rest of him. He was like a shadow with substance and mass that emitted light
from the stars inside him. She could see how he could take any shape he pleased
by simply rearranging the stars within. For now, he was a great and powerful
mustang who perfectly emulated equine bone and muscle structure. She could even
feel what could be veins in the strong features of his face. It made her wonder
if he used these same powers to emulate such a beasts cock as well.“I’m dreaming aren’t I?” she said as she
stroked the long features of his face while he stroked her back. “You
can’t be real, but I have been dreaming about you every night, and I never
thought a dream could feel like this."His hot, fat tongue filled between her womanly folds
each time it slid up through her. It was a refreshing feeling that was
complimented by his warm breath. She continued to stroke his long face, exploring
every facet of it. "Tell me,” she said as she squirmed more willingly
than ever before, “Do you posses a cock as big and as strong as the
features that touches me now? I have never seen anything but a man’s cock. I am
curious to see a beast’s cock, especially if he is to be my lover."He stopped his engagement with her body and looked at
her with his burning eyes. "I will show you if you are willing to be as
serious with it as you are with the contours of my face. Tell me; are you ready
to take me? Because once you do, you will leave here. I will take you to a
place of pure fantasy where you won’t have to worry about the rules ever
again."Eve now became the quiet one. She reflected at the
sudden change of his disposition. He was serious, and she was going to have to
make a choice here and now. She was already a foot over the threshold and
loosing her balance, but there was still time to catch herself. What the hell
was she doing? This was forbidden and wrong, and yet, he was the impossible; the
unlimited possibility to get away with anything and enjoy the most carnal of
pleasures. She grabbed his muzzle and lifted his face to hers.
"You are my secret desire,” and with those words she lock her lips to
his. If forbidden desire and fantastic dreams had a flavor, he was it: Bitter
sweet, slightly salty and a whole lot of tart. Her tongue swished against his
and it pushed back. For a moment, their intimate embrace caused her to see his
reality. There was no ruined stable or weed covered pasture.
They were a million miles away in a land of vibrant color and strange flora.
There were things watching them from the shadows with glowing eyes and hulking
forms, monstrous creatures not known to her. All of them here to observe this
pact she was about to make with their messenger. He had not given up his equine
features; in fact, he made them even more pronounced and fantastic. His stars
grew brighter, and now he had wings and a single great spiraling horn. His mane
become flowing, whipped about by magical winds she could neither feel nor hear.
All still made of living night that contrasted beautifully against the bright
world around them. Before her, he presented his desire, his magnificent
cock, so thick and long, and it shimmered with black radiance like the rest of
his body. She couldn’t see its details, and she knew that the only way she would
come to understand this carnal part of him, was to crawl beneath him and touch
it. Only through touch could she find the details. She
grasped it with both hands and rubbed them up and down its gel texture. It was
very smooth, other than the ever so slight raised lines that must be its veins.
Only her fingers could see them in the onyx glow of stars and galaxies. She put her tongue on the underside of it. It had his
same forbidden taste, only stronger, more intensified. She slid with a long,
wet stroke up the underside until her eyes and nose buried themselves in his
balls. Nevertheless, her beast was not done with his end
either. He repositioned himself so that he could bend his neck down to drink
from her supple body. Eve quietly laid herself down in the vibrant purple and
blue flowers that blossomed all around them, allowing him to continue. His cock
was long enough to reach her face now half hidden in the flora. His cock’s big,
flared tip was more than enough for her to lick and suckle on as he pleasured
her with his tongue. Besides, the tip was where she could produce the best
results. Her tongue and lips rolling around it caused him to twitch a leg, and
sometimes make him produce little nickering sounds that pleased her. He
rewarded her back by punching her cliterous with the warm minty gel of his
tongue. From the shadows, the eyes of others watched, and Eve
knew they were pleased as they whispered amongst themselves that another had joined
them and their delights. Eve watched them as she swirled her tongue around. She
never thought that being watched like this would excite her. Perhaps, it was
because she knew they were excited as well. They were envies of her stallion,
and that he was enjoying her so much. TThough they equally gave each other pleasure in the
company of the others lust; Eve felt she was getting the better deal. The
tongue of her lover with all its tingly sensations was amazing. She could let
him taste her for hours. While the texture of his skin, especially of his cock
between her fingers, was so interesting that she couldn’t stop fiddling with
it. She had to rub it all over herself wherever it could reach. Her body
couldn’t understand what it was feeling across her skin and tongue, but it
liked it a lot. The more she touched it, the more she couldn’t wait to feel it
throbbing inside her. “Your cock is so wonderfully different. I want
you inside me. I need to feel this, but your cum. What is your cum like? What
does it taste like? If it feels anything like this dick, then I want it all
over me,” she said as she worked herself into a faster tempo. Her tugs, licks and fondling of his dick was
increasing to a frenzied rush. She wanted her cake and eat it too. She wanted
him inside her right now, but she wanted to understand this creature by having
his seed spilt all over her. She just knew they were both going to be so
wonderful. Her lover let her do this and prepared himself for
his pre-ordained ejaculation. He stiffened up his legs and raised his head to
let the pleasure shoot from where her lips worked so diligently. He cried out
in the triumph of his success at wooing his new mate, and let his reward rain
down upon her. All those watching knew that she was marked as forever his. It
was not a mistake, his seed was plentiful, and it smothered over her breasts
and body like honey on bread. An awesome feeling, Eve knew that it was to be
surreally magical. It had vitalizing and enriching properties that made her
want to rub it all over herself, and press it into her skin. “I need this inside me now,” she said
gasping while licking the thick loads still oozing from his twitching cock. “I want you to fill me with as much as you have
spilled all over me. This is so good. You can go again, right? You won’t
disappointment me; after all, you’re the carnal temptation of my dreams."He moved so that he could place the flat of his face
up against her, minding his horn of course. He didn’t mind his mess as it was
his after all. "It is time for you to ride me deep into my
domain. I have a place just for us,” he said as he let her use his horn to
lift herself off the ground. “You don’t want these other fantasies to
watch?” she teased.“They have seen what they needed to see. You
have done well, but it is my turn to impress you.” he replied.“Please hurry. I cannot wait,” she said
clamoring onto his back and situating herself between his wings.Off they went quickly to a hidden place, where a
mossy altar lay hidden in an enclosed valley high on a forbidden mountain. Eve
had to hang on tight, for her lover flew like black lightning in the sky. He also
could not wait to get her to his chamber where he could rest her on her back on
his soft bed of green. His altar of lust was shaped properly so that he would
not have to change his shape to mount her. He, as he was now, could allow Eve
to embrace all his exotic, mystic beauty. She would get to feel the experience
of a nonhuman cock fulfilling her lustful fantasies. She wanted something big
and strong, and always wanted to feel overflowingly full. Nonetheless, he had
to be careful, and gently ease it into her. Slowly peel her open and sink his
cock’s weight into her. Once fully inside, he took her slowly because his size
and power didn’t need to show force, he was impressive enough as is. The
sensation of his monstrous flesh, even if it was equine in shape and form, was not
of this world. The stars glittered and sparkled all around his shaft and balls
while they jostled her gently. Eve experienced such wonders underneath her dream-filled
sky. The cosmos above her were so bountiful and alive. She lay beneath it,
taking it all in and all around. He was everywhere, he always had been. It was
why she never learned his name because he had many. He was a countless number
of stars and constellations looking down at her from above. Always there to
enjoy in her flights of fancy and to pleasure her when she needed to get away
from it all. Then she would cum, a brilliant conclusion to a weary
day. He would fill her even more as he throbbed inside her. When she could hold
no more he would pull out and release the rest over her body. He was inside and
outside and always all around her. His seed like a cool night breeze that
carries the scent of sessions. He then flew back into the sky where he belonged, but
he was never gone. And when the night fell again and the stars where bright,
and the rims of the Milky Way could be seen, Eve looked upwards above the old
stables where his constellation burned brightest. With her naked body willing,
she just had to reach up and embrace him, and he would take her away to flow over
her and fill her with such fantastic dreams.
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