A June Tale - Middle Ages

Fiona roared at the top of her lungs. By some act of pure magic, she couldn’t reach her goal once again. For the past five years, she waited patiently, using her most dubious schemes and employing plans so sinister she surprised even herself. Still, nothing worked… The fortress of Mailna remained locked before her and her army of thousands.

It should have been a piece of pie, overtaking a fortress filled with women was a misleadingly lucrative task. Fiona herself sinned in hubris when she approached the place for the first time, assured the task should take no longer than two days, and offered the “girls” simply surrender to her.

Now, five years later, Fiona grew frustrated with her failed attempts to conquer the fortress. She tried burning the fields around the place, hurling boulders at the walls. She was so desperate she even went with her version of the Trojan Horse. The Malinians always responded with a grin. They always had enough food to resist the siege, they rebuild the ruined walls, and they burned her Trojan fruit basket, with her warriors inside it, down to the ground.

“That is it!” she screamed.

Her latest attempt, a ridiculous idea to post a hundred of her most attractive soldiers, naked, in an effort to lure some of the horny Malenians outside. In Fiona’s mind, the thing should have worked. After five years with no cock to sate their appetite there was no way the women could resist the temptation, she barely managed to hold her own passion in.

“I’ve had it, Libi!” she yelled at her maid, “it is time.”

“Are you sure, Madam Fiona?” Libi asked with a worried tone and a white face.

“I have waited five years for those ladies to give up, it is time to use my secret weapon.”

Libi’s face went even whiter upon hearing her superior, “Are you sure there’s no other way? Do you remember what happened the last time you did that?”

Fiona groaned as she shifted around, “Of course I remember, Libi… My sister wouldn’t shut up about it…”

“But think about the children inside…” Libi gave another shot at stopping her furious master.

“My spies tell me there are only adult women in the fortress,” Fiona dismissed the claim and gave the word, “Tell the army to prepare the weapon.”

Libi stood silent for a moment before nodding her head, “Yes, Miss Fiona,” she said and left the tent. Fiona smiled and waited around for a couple of minutes before things started to happen. At first, she heard people talking and noticed the walls of her tent shifting around as if falling. A moment later, she was blinded by the sun as her tent was removed.

It took her eyes a couple of minutes to adjust to the bright sun, but once that happened, she could examine the secret weapon. Beside her stood Libi, waiting patiently for her master’s orders. Fiona faced the fortress, a massive keep of grey stones that was the source of her anguish. Looking a little down, she could see her secret weapon, her monolithic cock.

The massive shaft was two miles long, as thick around as a big house. Fiona was blessed with ungodly endowment even for a royal woman, and five years of waiting didn’t really help the situation. Usually, she would have positioned it, with the help of her army, on the shore of her castle, giving her a place to drain her sack when she needed it. But fort Malina was far from any body of water, so Fiona held it in. Now, five years later, her balls swelled beyond anything the kingdom ever heard of, even in legend. Her sack was now a wobbly mass of cum that was bigger than fortress Malina.

“The troops are ready to aim you,” Libi stated.

“Good, a little up,” Fiona said. Libi repeated her words and then another man and another. The order followed down the length of her cock and a moment later, Fiona could see the head of her cock going up a little. “Now left,” Fiona said and the order was moved down the line to the tip of her rod.

It took her a while to align the tip with the fortress. Once she was done, she called “Clear!” and the order moved down the line, Fiona didn’t want her army to be caught in the crossfire.

“I am ending this siege right now,” Fiona said and looked at Libi, “Fire the weapon…”

Libi lingered for a short moment and nodded, “As you wish, miss, the regular way?”

“I’ll let you decide…” Fiona winked at Libi.

Libi walked over to Fiona, taking careful steps on the woman’s cock. She lunged to touch her mistress for the past five years but now was her time. Libi’s mind was suddenly clear, washed of worries, concerns, or any of her daily burdens. She closed the distance to Fiona and embraced the woman. Their breasts squishing together as a moan of pleasure escaped Fiona’s lips.

Libi kissed her lover and reached down with her hand, looking for her prize. She found it between the heavy folds that formed where the colossal cock met her body. Behind the titanic mass was Fiona’s true secret, a gentle, beautiful flower. Libi slid her finger along the moist slit and found what she was looking for at the top of the slit. A tiny, engorged knob. She wasted no time and pressed her finger against it, rubbing circles on the clit.

“Ahhh…” Fiona screamed and her body tensed. Libi watched her master as the weapon fired. Fiona started to shake violently, overthrown by a feeling Libi could never understand. Her body started working on its own as her mind was wiped clean and her vision blured, Fiona was in heaven already, the power of holding back for five years.

Below Fiona, the ground shook as her titanic sack wobbled and tightened. Her cock pulsed and shook everything around it. Fiona’s mind managed to pull itself together for a split second when she felt it all connect, the valve in her body that held the flood back for five years opened wide and she felt it.

“Here I go!” she screamed as a roaring thunder shocked the world.

Beth lived in the fortress of Malina for the past decade. Malina was such a nice place that she considered staying. Having only women around, with no pesky men to direct her and control her life was amazing for her. She needed time to adjust, but now, she walked to the market fearless about her look.

It wasn’t that Beth was some deformed hag, quite the opposite, the 20 years old brunette was at her prime, her body ready for the taking by any vulgar man who thought he owned her. In her old town, Beth covered and hide her generous features, wearing multiple layers to hide her huge bust. But Malina was different, she had no one to hide from here. Sure, the women looked at her, and she looked back at them, but if someone wanted something, she’d come and ask politely. And to top it all off, Beth had the option of turning the offer down without fearing the outcome. Most of the women she turned down simply smiled and told her they were interested if she ever changed her mind.

Life in Malina seemed almost perfect to Beth. Today was market day, and Fiona headed to the marketplace. On her way there she thought about the enemy that sieged their walls, a crazy general named Fiona… The woman sieged Malina for the past five years, throwing ridiculous plans to overtake the fortress. But the place remained mostly unaffected thanks to the mentality of helping each other and sticking together. If Beth had to guess, she’d say the siege can go on for another century and Malina still wouldn’t fall.

Just as the thought crossed her mind, Beth felt the earth tremor under her feet and a thunderous roar filled her ears. People around her seemed panicked but still helped those who fell down. Another loud boom filled the air and Beth looked around to see what was happening, what Fiona’s army was up to now.

The ground darkened, which made her look up to the sky. Her mouth gaped open in shock with what she saw. Up above her, the sky was filled with a white liquid that came crashing down upon the marketplace. People screamed as more and more waves of the white goo filled the market. People got covered in the sticky substance as even more came.

Beth took the sight in as one of the blasts hit her, covering her entire body from head to toe with the fluid. It was warm, and Beth’s mind clicked, this was the strangest thing she ever saw, this barrage of liquid that just kept filling the marketplace was cum.

Libi released the gasping Fiona from her embrace. The woman was covered in sweat from their lovemaking session, “Are you well, Miss Fiona?” she asked.

Fiona gasped for air but managed to say, “That was great, Libi, you did great…”

“Thank you,” Libi said with a smile, “You did a wonderful job too, mistress…”

“I did?” Fiona wondered. She focused on the feeling of her bloated balls, Libi was right, they felt empty.

“Amazing work, look…” Libi offered.

Fiona looked up and a smile filled her face. The fortress of Malina was no longer gray, but white with her potent cum, not a spot on the fortress, or the surrounding fields was speared her orgasmic onslaught.

“I think they’ll last a few days before they realized every woman in there is pregnant.” Libi offered.

“I think they won’t last a day,” Fiona gave her best guess.

“Fiona!” came a scream as Fiona felt someone walking on her cock behind her. Fiona turned around to see her older sister, Tamara.

“What?” Fiona called back, ready to face her annoying older sister.

“You know father doesn’t like it when you do that,” Tamara pointed to the fortress.

“Leave me alone, Tamara,” Fiona sneered.

“I’m telling father, you know how much he likes it when you triple the population...”

“Go right ahead,” Fiona said casually and kissed Libi again. Tamara shrugged and stormed off.

“Think she’ll do it?” Libi asked once the two were alone.

“I’m sure of it,” Fiona said, “but father loves me, he’ll let it slide.”

“You are so lucky, Fiona, round two?” Libi said and gave Fiona another kiss, priming her for another orgasm.