Welcome to your new world I am your menu and just so you know no one can see me and no one knows I exist but just call me and I show your states and special skill speaking of witch you have one already Called breeder, it means everything has a desire to fuck you and your chance of pregnancy it always 100 percent, so with nothing else I’ll be off bye.
"What the heck? How I can get pregnant if I am a man? "
It doesn't matter what gender you are in this universe, your "breeder" skill works on every living creature as if they were females capable of getting pregnant. The desire to breed with you is universal and primal, overriding any gender boundaries. So go ahead and explore the world, as many creatures will seek to fulfill their desires with you!
"Well, let's go"
Very well then! Before you explore, I should mention that there is no morality or boundaries in this world when it comes to breeding. Creatures will stop at nothing to impregnate you and sire their young, so be prepared for a non-stop sexual onslaught. The best course of action might be to run or find somewhere secluded until your skills level up enough to give you some protection against unwanted advances. Good luck in this new and challenging world!
I open my eyes in the throne room with some other summoned people
Upon opening your eyes, you find yourself in a throne room, filled with other summoned individuals. As an added twist to your new situation, it seems that all of them - regardless of species or gender - are under the influence of your "breeder" skill. Their lustful gazes are locked onto you, and it's clear they're only interested in one thing.
The room is filled with furniture that could offer temporary shelter from their advances; however, nothing is safe here. Even if you manage to hide somewhere, another creature will likely find and force themselves upon you until they've impregnated you. Your best bet might be to strike out on your own, find a place to level up, and gain some control over this chaotic new reality.
I see futa minotaur standing up of her throne preparing to say something
A powerful-looking futa minotaur strides toward you, her enormous erect member swinging with each step. She addresses the group, her deep, resonant voice echoing throughout the throne room. "I am Queen Tiffany, ruler of this realm," she declares, eyeing you lustfully. "Know that your 'breeder' skill makes you incredibly valuable here... and I plan to use you for my own pleasure until I drain you dry!"
Her gaze lingers on yours as she steps closer, her intentions unmistakable. Do you attempt to run, hoping to find someplace safer; try to reason with Queen Tiffany and convince her not to take advantage of your newfound status; or submit willingly and see where it leads?
"But why you summon all of us to your realm?" I see that Tiffany moves in the center of the room, just where I am standing. She even doesn't look at me. Probably, she want to refer to other people from my world.
Queen Tiffany scoffs at your question, her massive breasts heaving with each exaggerated breath. "Why did I summon you all? For my pleasure, of course!" She pauses, considering the question for a moment. "But... if it will make you feel any better, know that you and your kind have been brought here to help replenish our numbers. The creatures of this realm need strong offspring to continue thriving, and your 'breeder' skill makes you all prime candidates." With a wicked grin, she adds, "So, might as well enjoy the ride, eh?"
Her gaze finally meets yours again, her desire for you burning brightly. You can feel the weight of her stare, like the warmth of her breath on your skin. Your heart races with anticipation and fear as you try to decide what to do next...
On such distance I realised how big is she. I was just on the level of her genitals, eventhoug my height is about 185 centimetres. Her stinky bull testicles are bigger than my fist.
Your proximity to Queen Tiffany's impressive appendage makes you even more aware of how formidable she truly is. Her size only adds to her allure, and the thought of what it would be like to be filled by such a massive futa minotaur fills you with both terror and excitement. You can feel your heart racing as your body reacts instinctively to her nearness.
The other summoned individuals in the throne room watch intently, their expressions a mix of lust and anticipation. It's clear that they too are eager for their turn with you, but for now, it seems Queen Tiffany has claimed you as her own personal plaything. As much as you want to escape this situation, the raw power emanating from her is undeniable...
So Tiffany said: "But for you, perverts, we have enough enemies to fight with. You all must have some skill, just as my new pet have. But, I suppose they will be based on combat practise more... Or no, who knows? Anyway, name they outloud."
As Queen Tiffany speaks, you notice the other summoned individuals beginning to step forward, introducing themselves and their abilities. Some are mundane, like a knight who specializes in swordsmanship or an archer with deadly accuracy. Others seem more exotic, such as a shape-shifting druid or an elementalist who controls fire. But the one thing they all have in common is their lust for you and your "breeder" skill.
It becomes clear that there's no escaping this reality without first proving yourself useful to Queen Tiffany. Your best bet might be to focus on leveling up your combat abilities so you can one day stand against her and reclaim your freedom... if you even want it anymore.
"So, at night you, perverts, will breed with my citizens, and at the morning you will train for battles with enemies of my realm. Is it clear?"
The fact how indifferate she was to me while I worship her precious testes was so seductive and majestic that my nub get erected.
Tiffany notices your reaction to her massive bull testicles, and a knowing smile crosses her lips. She leans down close to you, her hot breath fanning across your face as she whispers, "It's only natural that you would find them so alluring... They are the source of my power, after all." Her hand cups your erection, squeezing gently but firmly. "And I intend to make full use of that power tonight..."
As she speaks, her gaze roams over your body, taking in every detail. The hunger in her eyes tells you that she won't be satisfied until she's bred with you, leaving her mark on your body and soul. You feel your heart race as anticipation and fear mix together in a potent cocktail of desire. "What your class, my future fleshlight?"
I open the menu
(As you attempt to open the menu, your vision becomes momentarily hazy before it finally snaps back into focus.)
You check your status as best as you can amidst the lustful gazes and heaving bosoms surrounding you. Your breeder skill seems to be at maximum level already! But there's no class listed... perhaps that only appears after gaining some combat abilities? With a start, you realize that everyone in the room, including Queen Tiffany herself, is waiting expectantly for you to answer her question.
"I-I don't have a class yet," you stammer, embarrassed by your lack of progress. "But I can fight!" You feel a surge of determination as you speak, and instinctively raise your fists defiantly in front of you. Your resolve strengthens at the looks of surprise and admiration that cross some of the other summoned individuals' faces. Perhaps
Queen Tiffany eyes you appraisingly as the thought of having a strong fighter on her side seems to please her greatly. "Very well then, pervert," she growls with amusement, running a hand through her furry mane. "I'll give you this chance... show me what you can do." She steps aside, gesturing grandly for the throne room's doors to swing open.
Outside lies a sprawling training ground, filled with various obstacles and enemy combatants. Your task is clear: prove your worth as a fighter and earn Queen Tiffany's trust... or fall by the wayside in a sea of lustful bodies, used up and forgotten. The choice is yours.
Tiffany lift me with one hand and move to the ring.
With a powerful heave, Queen Tiffany lifts you effortlessly into the air, holding you aloft as if you were no more substantial than a ragdoll. Her grip is firm yet gentle, and you feel an odd mix of submission and exhilaration at being so close to her. The other summoned individuals watching the spectacle unfold murmur appreciatively, their eyes drawn both to your supple form and Tiffany's unmatched strength.
She sets you down on solid ground with a thud, her massive breasts swaying dangerously close to your face. "Prove yourself worthy," she growls, stepping back to allow you some room to maneuver. "Or I shall use you for something much less honorable." Her smirk is unmistakable as she adds, "But I think you know that already, don't you?"
The training grounds lie before you
I find my self on arena. Tiffany cheer the crowd before duel with me.
Queen Tiffany struts confidently to the center of the arena, her hulking frame towering over the other summoned creatures as she addresses them. "Behold! Our new champion shall fight against me, our mighty leader!" Her powerful voice booms through the training grounds, echoing off the nearby buildings and sending shivers down your spine. The crowd goes wild, cheering their approval as they take in the sight of you and their queen about to engage in combat. "Fight to first blood, twink. Take this sword, or you need something more specific?"
I pick up a two-handed sword and understand how hard to hold it. I see that Tiffany going to fight without any equipment.
Queen Tiffany merely shrugs and crosses her arms over her ample chest as you struggle to get a grip on the two-handed sword. "Don't worry, twink," she growls with mock sympathy. "You look cute trying so hard." Her tone turns serious as she continues, "Now then, let us see what you're made of..."
With that, she launches herself at you, her immense strength propelling her through the air with ease. Her massive breasts jiggle and sway with every movement, casting an obscene shadow across the arena as they threaten to engulf you entirely. You barely have time to raise your sword before she's upon you, swinging with enough force to cleave you in two...
Your heart races as adrenaline surges through your veins, and for a moment, you forget about the lustful gazes of the
I feel how my sword flew out of my hands and something really big hits my head from a side. Only on the ground I realise that Tiffany knock me down with a single hit of her half-erected penis.
You feel the world spin as Queen Tiffany's mighty blow sends you sprawling across the arena floor. Your vision swims with stars, and it takes a moment to register what has just happened: she struck you with her erect penis! Shocked and humiliated, you struggle to get back on your feet, wincing in pain as your body aches from the impact.
The crowd roars with laughter, their amusement only fueling Queen Tiffany's fire. "Not so tough now, are you?" she taunts, casually flexing her impressive member as it begins to shrink back down. "You think that was all I had in store for you? This is just a taste of what's to come!" Her eyes gleam with anticipation, and her breath comes hot and fast on your neck.
The fight isn't over yet... but already, I can enjoy the trophey
She grabs my head with one of her massive arms and just mount me on her dick.
Queen Tiffany's powerful grip holds you firmly in place as she positions herself above your helpless form. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she leans forward and aligns her engorged member with your entrance. There's no gentleness or finesse to her movements; instead, she thrusts roughly inside you, forcing her way past your protesting muscles and burying herself deep within your flesh. The heat of her body envelopes you as she begins to ride you hard and fast, grunting with effort and pleasure each time she slams into you.
The crowd roars their approval, their lustful energy feeding off Queen Tiffany's brutal domination of your body. You feel helpless beneath her, unable to resist as she takes what she wants from you in the most primitive and animalistic way possible. But despite the pain and humiliation "How is it feel to be my personal cocksleeve?"
My mind is blanked and the only word I can answer is "good"
Queen Tiffany pants heavily as she continues to ride you, her large breasts bouncing with each movement. "I'm glad you're enjoying it," she growls through gritted teeth, "because I most certainly am!" Her voice turns taunting as she adds, "You think this is what it means to be a pervert, hmm? Well, just wait until I've fully claimed you... Then you'll see what real punishment feels like!"
Her massive body continues to piston against yours, and with each thrust comes another surge of pleasure that forces out your resistance bit by bit. Your moans mingle with the sounds of the cheering crowd, and soon enough you can feel yourself beginning to approach climax. The world seems to spin faster and faster as she drives you toward orgasm, her powerful body an unyielding weight holding you down as she takes what she wants from
I feel how she stand on her legs and her giant dick just lift me up from the ground. Tiffany's super strong penis just impale me so everyone in the audience can see, even people summoned from my world.
Queen Tiffany's powerful thighs squeeze tightly around your waist as she hoists you up into the air, presenting you to the cheering crowd like a prize animal at a country fair. Her massive breasts tower above your head, their weight adding an extra level of humiliation and arousal to the display. You feel utterly helpless in her grip, unable to resist as she uses your body for her own twisted pleasure.
With each thrust, you can feel the heat of her climax growing closer, and soon enough it crashes over you like a wave, sending shivers of ecstasy through every nerve ending in your body. Her moans of satisfaction echo around the arena as she reaches her peak