Alice2015
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"Trolls, Elves, and Other Horny Creatures"
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The scream came from deep within the Black Forest, sending chills up the spines of the two Human drovers herding their lambs near the woods edge. It wasn't a Human scream, of course. Humans did not venture into the Black Forest. Or, at least, none that did had ever come out.
Some said that the Forest was home to trolls, elves, and other such mythical creatures. Occasionally, villagers would claim to have seen creatures with pointy ears, long tails, wide wings, glowing eyes, or other such non-human features. But there had never been any hard evidence. Never had there been found skulls with horns or ten foot tall skeletons. There had been amazing foot and hoof prints found in the mud along the streams leaving the Forest that had been neither human nor normal animal, but those had always been discounted as the play of imaginative villages having fun with their neighbors.
And then there had been the stories about the Witch! It was she -- or the legend of she -- who was been most responsible for Humans staying away from the Black Forest and, in particular, Death Mountain, which sat at the woods' center.
But, of course, none of these tales were true.
Right...?
All of those kneeling before Julianna cringed as she raised a hand before her and curled her fingers inward. They all knew what was about to happen. And simultaneously, within each of their panicking minds, they all conjured their own variations of one core thought: Please, not me!
Between those long, thin fingers, a ball of energy began to form. It appeared almost as if a ball of flame, only white in color with what seemed like the skull of a long dead creature dancing within it.
"Where is my offering?" she asked.
Despite speaking the words in a soft, calm voice, those in attendance -- her minions -- perceived it as a booming, ear piercing sound that echoed off the rocky cavern walls and sunk deep down into their very being. She closed her eyes and slowly drew a deep breath, causing her firm, bountiful breasts to rise noticeably to those horrified servants unfortunate enough to be kneeling nearest her.
When she opened her eyes again, they seemed to glow as much as the ball of energy still building within her grasp. Her voice boomed again, "You have failed me once again!"
Suddenly, Julianna shoved her arm out forward, palm to the hundreds of trolls, ogres, and other fantastical creatures. The ball of energy shot from her grasp, flying through the air, leaving a stream of particles behind it as if a comet streaking through the heavens.
Near the far wall of the mountain cavern, it struck the chest of a Small Giant, exploding with the sound of breaking glass. The nearly ten foot tall creature wailed in pain as its chest exploded, sending shards of ice -- once flesh, bone, and organs -- all about the creatures surrounding it. It collapsed, dead before it hit the ground.
As the rest of her minions first reacted in terror at the horrific killing, then sighed in relief at the fact that it was they who had been randomly murdered, Julianna ordered, "Now ... get out there ... and fuck something."
The hundreds of creatures scattered about in every direction, trampling one another in many cases, eager to reach one of the two dozen tunnels that exited Death Mountain and emerged in the Black Forest surrounding it. They rushed out into the woods searching for any creature -- Elf, Dwarf, Pixie, Nymph, even Human (though those were only thought to be make believe) -- into which they could ram their cocks...
...for the offering of which their Witch Mistress Julianna had spoken was a magical energy that she and she alone could sense, absorb, and utilize. And the source of that wonderful power you ask...? Why, fucking, of course. More specifically, the rape of good creatures by bad creatures.
As Julianna ascended with ease and inhuman speed the thousand and one steps that took her up through the hollow Death Mountain to the cave opening from which she could look out upon the Black Forest, she smiled at the knowledge that she had plenty of bad creatures under her thumb.
She closed her eyes again, drew a deep, sensing breath again, and waited to sense her troops at work. Fuck, my children ... fuck to your -- to MY -- hearts content.
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