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As she watched, the Goddess smiled to herself. The starfield she gazed upon showed her what she had wrought. There, the dragon known as Valor delivered his son's child from the very belly of his own mate, while moments later his daughter went into labor to give birth to twin chicks her father had given her months before. Waving an idle hand, the images in the stars shimmered and changed to that of Blaze, the youngest, impaled on two of her sons while she hungrily suckled the engorged phalis of her wolf-mate. Touching.

She thought for a moment, then waved her hand again and the images would fade. Which of the infinitium of realities and time-lines would she watch next? That family was her favorite by far. They had so many wonderful adventures, so much drama, so much romance... so much of everything in the hundreds of years before the pair that started it all would perish. Poor Faith and Valor, if only they knew the goddess watched them so zealously.

Poor Faith and Valor indeed. Smiling wickedly to herself, the Goddess waved her hand and a new image would fade into view...

...They were gone! Faith, the twins, Keto, Blaze! He had gone out to hunt that morning, and when he returned they had vanished! Into thin air, they were gone, it seemed. Valor found no scent of any others in his cave. The house-sized fire dragon growled for hours on end as he sniffed around and looked for anything out of place, but there was nothing inside the cave or out that suggested someone had come to take them away.

That night he retired to his nest and curled around himself as rage and a sorrow unlike any he had ever felt filled his breast. For days he looked constantly for his family, only stopping to sleep on the last day when exhaustion claimed him.

When he awoke and lifted his great head from the nest, he beheld something that was very out of place in his cave. Near the entrance to the tunnel that led out to the crystal clear lake and the waterfall that hid the mouth of the cave stood a mirror, one almost as large as he was in his natural state. He sprang up and rushed to the mirror, smelling and looking for footprints, but there were none. He pranced around the great mirror for an hour until finally he stopped and curled infront of the mirror to stare at his reflection in defeat.

"Valor!" a female's voice screamed. He lifted his head and stared around, recognizing the frightened scream as his mate's, Faith. "Valor help!" It seemed to be coming from the polished silver of the mirror! He lifted his head and stared intently at his reflection until it swirled and faded, revealing that of his mate. She wore her usual blue gown, but even it was torn and tattered now, barely covering her angelic form. Her feathers were ruffled and some of them missing, and her hair knotted and dissheveled. She was kneeling at the bottom of the mirror, her hands pressed against the metal, staring up at him with fear in her eyes.

He opened his mouth to call out to her, to comfort her, but her eyes darted to the side, out of view in the small clearing she was in. There were trees all around, and grass covering the flat ground and behind her, a sort of stocks, but no one was clapped down within the humiliation device. Soon, a pair of elves clad in dark leather armor walked to her and grabbed her as she shrieked and turned to run. She struggled, kicking and screaming as they dragged her to the stocks. He was unsure why these stocks had a place for the prisoner to rest their belly on and straddle no doubt for rest. That defeated the purpose of a torture device like that, but he was thankful they were atleast kind enough to do that... now if only he could see where she was...

She cried loudly as they opened the stocks and forced her neck and wrist down against the bottom board before bolting the top over her to imobilize her. The elves walked out of view, but not before roughly ripping the blue gown from Faith's form, leaving her naked and weeping in the device. She was quivering as she cried, her profile painfully visible to Valor as he watched from the side, perfectly parallel to the stocks. Her wings drooped to cover her form and he silently thanked his goddess for the modesty she was able to preserve.

For several moments he watched, then started to purr affectionatly if only for her benefit. "Its ok, Faith. I'll find you soon and I'll bring you and the children home." She did not respond. "Faith?" Still, she wept, as if she did not hear. Valor sighed at the revelation and let his head droop, just watching his mate sadly. Then movement sounded just out of view. It almost sounded like hooves...

It was. A white pegasus strode into view and sniffed at Faith, even reaching out to nuzzle her exposed pale skin, or her downy feathers. Thank the heavens, Valor thought. A pegasus was a noble creature! He would help Faith!" But he was gravely mistaken. The winged horse shifted his possition and stuck his nose between Faith's parted thighs and Valor's heart skipped a beat. Between the equine's two hind legs was quickly growing an over-two-feet-long phalis.

A shiver rippled down his form, causing his scales to rattle lightly as the muscles twitched along his body. They wouldnt dare... But apparently they would. The equine sniffed the air as his length grew to the fullest then suddenly stiffened. He rared back and settled his weight ontop of Faith's battered form, his hips already humping slowly as he tried to find her. Suddenly the bench beneath Faith made sense...

Then the pegasus found her. Whineying in victory, he thrust his hips forward, even taking a pair of steps to drive his length into the little angel he was given to mate. Valor cringed as he watched the horse take those steps forward. When he took his mate, his eleven inches in his angelic form would push into her womb and stretch even the far wall of her deepest sanctuary, but two feet? He couldnt imagine where she was putting it all.

Faith shrieked in fear and pain and her wings spread out to the sides, revealing her breasts mashed against the wood, but even they started to slide and scrape along the bench as the horse began to move.

The movements were slow, painfully so. The horse would take two steps back, nearly pulling his enormous length out of her before sharply hopping forward, impaling himself fully into the small angel under him. Valor could see Faith's belly bulge and stretch unnaturally with the head of the horse's giant cock pressing into her at different angles. Her crying only grew to agonizing screams as the horse's pace suddenly quickened.

She gasped loudly and spread her wings up and outward, as did the pegasus as he whineyed loudly and pressed his length as deep as he could into her. Valor watched as her belly grew and swelled as the equine's seed had no where to escape to with such a large cock blocking it's escape. The equine held them both in place, their wings quivering and touching one another until at last his shrinking length slipped free of Faith and he dismounted her. The image would fade slowly, leaving Valor with a residual image of a crying Faith, her belly even more full and stretched than when he would fill her, and a very pleased pegasus sniffing at her rump and between her legs.

He closed his eyes and sighed, but even as he did, the images of his mate's swelling belly filled his mind's eye and he was forced to lift his lids and stare at his reflection.His reflection did not stare back.

He stared at a blank room, four bare walls, wooden planks and nothing more, reflected in the mirror and a simple bed. Upon which laid a curled little girl, her purple dress torn, but not nearly as much as Faith's. She cradled her purple-topped head in hear arms as she laid in a fetal possition and wept. Valor's heart broke. "Twilight..." he whispered, but the sound of boots on the wood-plank floors sounded. The same two elves as before stepped into view on either side of the bed, whispering and snickering to one another.

The first elf was a tall pale man, and the second a tall dark-skinned man, one of those desert-dwelling elves. They both were topped with long flowing black locks that framed their malicious grins. The pale elf nodded to the dark-skinned man, the latter of which walked around and suddenly reached down to grab and turn the girl so she was on her back, already kicking and struggling, screaming quite a bit. The dark man just laughed and held her arms to the side, pinning her to the bed as the pale elf carefully peeled away his leather. He was well muscled, and his dick was already fully erect, a good seven inches bouncing infront of him as he reached down to roughly pull on Twilight's gown until it gave a loud rip and came away, leaving her under-developed body bare to the world. He laughed and crawled onto the bed to take her legs and bend them up towards her body so her knees pressed against her shoulders.

"Stop struggling, you little dragon bitch!" he said, then reached into his discarded clothes for a phial of blue liquid. "Drink this and like it!" he growled, uncorking it and plugging her nose. When she opened her mouth for a breath, he poured the phial's contents into her mouth and held her lips closed until she swallowed the whole bit.

"You idiot, dragons dont have bitches, thats dogs. Dragons have..." the dark skinned man corrected, then aquired a curious look on his face. The pale elf just laughed as he guided his cock to the girl's hairless flesh.

"They're bitches, just like dogs," the pale elf retorted as he traced the tip of his member about the crying girl's opening. He parted her outer lips carefully with his fat cock, then leaned forward, still holding her legs bent upward against her chest. Then he pushed into her, slowly perhaps two inches until he stopped. He smirked and gave a wicked laugh before he forced the other five into her.

Twilight shrieked in the pain of being filled so fully and quickly for the first time and three droplets of blood trickled out of her virgin opening stretched to it's limits by the pale length burried inside of her. Valor could see the pain warping her face and making her body writhe under the pale elf.

The dark-skinned man just laughed and shook his head. "Come on now, hurry it up. I want a turn, too." The pale man laughed at that and shifted his weight before a brutal, fast pace developed as he slammed his rock-hard length into the young female with a sickening slapping sound of his hips against her rump each and every time he thrust into her. Faster and faster he took her until he was moaning loudly. Before too long, he threw his head back and groaned loudly as he forced himself into her. Moments later he withdrew his length, coated in his seed and his victim's blood, a sickening pink coat as it were.

At this point, Twilight just let herself fall limp, sniffling now as the white man crawled off of her and traded places with the dark-skinned desert-dweller. "There you go, all yours," he said as the dark elf knelt down between Twilight's legs, spreading them enough to satisfy his own sick desires as he, too, disrobed. Like the first elf, he was tall and well toned, a very muscular warrior without any doubt in Valor's mind. His length, though, was rather impressive.

A ten inch rod bounced before the elf, which he took into his hand and stroked several times before he guided the tip to the girl who seemed so exhausted she did not need to be restrained. The elf pushed himself into his abused victim, easing seven inchest into her then stopping. "Dear Goddess, you were pressed right against her womb!"

The pale elf winked even as the dark man pulled himself nearly completly out of the young girl under him, then sharply thrust forward, sinking all ten inches into her. Twilight cried out loudly, which caused both men to laugh. The dark man pulled himself almost out again, then sharply filled her a second time. They laughed harder this time, but Valor could only stare in shock.

Twilight cried out again, but this time it faded into a deep lustful moan and her legs raised to wrap as far around the dark waist above her, even as her hands gathered the blankets into her fists. Her eyes held only hunger in them as she stared up at her captor, who by now held himself still inside her, stretching her belly not unlike how the pegasus had stretched Faith as he thrust into her brutally. "What is it deary?" he asked in a menacing tone.

Twilight whimpered and wiggled her his a little. "Hurry! It burns! Do what the other guy did!" she whimpered, wiggling all the more fiercly. Valor could only shake his head in disbelief. What ever it was they made her drink, that had to be the culprit behind her sudden lust for her rapists.

"Do what, sweety?" the dark skinned man asked, glancing at the mirror and the stunned dragon shown therein.

"Mate with me! Hurry!" The two elves laughed and the pale man looked first at his companion, then at the mirror, staring Valor in the eyes as he said "You better do as she says, or her father might think we're mistreating her."

The pair laughed and soon, the dark skinned elf was pounding his length into Twilight, ramming his victim with a brutally fast pace, but Twilight could only moan and scream in ecstasy. Soon, though, the pale skinned elf muffled her cries. He offered her his again-erect phalis, which Twilight eagerly sucked into her mouth to suckle hungrily on.

The dark skinned man could only chuckle, even as he found himself moaning loudly. He cupped Twilight's breasts, the tiniest of buds that had only just begun to form. His hands trailed down to her hips just as he thrust himself deeply into her. Likewise, the pale elf shifted his possition and gave his own hips a powerful thrust forward. Twilight cried out in shock, but it was muffled as the pale cock in her mouth slid well down her throat.

Filled in both holes, the two elves withdrew their shrinking members, laughing through the heavy breathing. On the bed, Twilight was unconscious, whether from one to many powerful orgasms or from a lack of air, Valor couldnt tell. The images faded, however, and Valor could only stare in shock at the two big blue eyes staring back at him. Please, just let him stare at himself, he begged the mirror silently. But it was not to be.

The image would fade back into view again, another room identical to the last, but this time the boys, Flare and Keto were on the bed, tied awkwardly so their knees were under them, their hands tied at their backs, and their ankles bound. Flare was the oldest, Twilight's twin. He had little red wings on his back, and a head of bright red hair. Keto was younger by two years, had little green wings and bright green hair, but the fact they were bound was not what scared Valor. They were both naked.

Again the two elves strode into view, but they seemed to have gone straight from Twilight to the boys as they were both nude, both covered in sweat, and their members were still coated in the pink slime from their last victim. "Which one do you want?" the pale man asked.

The dark elf was already growing erect though as he stepped up behind Keto. He glanced over his shoulder at the mirror, looking directly at Valor as he stroked the tip of his lengh against Keto's puckered hole. The young boy whimpered, unsure of what was going to happen, but as the elf stared at Valor, the dark captor's intentions were revealed.

Keto gave a loud shriek in agony as the elf suddenly pushed his hips forward and pulled Keto's back sharply in the same instant. Already the elf was groaning and the boy's brother, Flare, was looking back frightened at what was happening to his little brother. "Stop that!"

The pale man just smirked, already trailing the tip of his own dick around Flare's own rear. Just like the dark elf, he gripped Flare's hips and pulled them back the same instant he thrust forward, burrying his full length into the dragon boy's rear. Flare, too, cried out in pain.

The two elves started right into a quick rhythm, but like before, the pale elf offered a phial to Flare, who refused. Just like his twin, his nose was plugged and he was forced to drink the contents as he was raped. Soon enough, he was moaning and actually rocking his hips back to meet the pale length driving into him. Keto, however, was still squeeling in agony. The dark elf was groaning loudly and reached down to pull Keto's shoulders up and back so that the boy's back was pressed agaisnt the elf's belly. The dark elf grabbed a handful of hair and wretched the boy's head back as he gave one more groan. Keto screamed again and his own little penis stood erect infront of him, twitching wildly before it began to spurt and shoot wads of white seed everywhere.

The elf didnt seem to notice, however as he held himself deep inside the young boy. He reached his free hand up soon to Keto's throat and drew it from one side to the other quickly. Keto's screams abruptly ended as a single spurt of blood soared over onto Flare's back and the life left his little form. The elf released the boy to fall forward into his own blood and cum as he discarded his knife and grabbed the lifeless hips infront of him. He pulled himself free of Keto, his cock coated in a bright pink, his own seed and the boy's blood from something that must have torn deep inside.

"Turn him, I want his throat." the elf groaned to his pale companion as he kicked Keto aside and knelt on the bed. The pale elf stopped and readjusted his possition until finally, Valor had a side view of his son, raped very brutally in the rear by the pale elf. The dark elf just smiled and offered his dick to Flare, who reached up and like his sister, eagerly wrapped his lips around the length to suck hungrily on it. Unlike the pale man, the darker elf wasted no time in grabbing the back of Flare's head and pushing all ten inches into Flares mouth. Flare's eyes went wide and he struggled.

After several moments, he past out. The pale elf groaned minutes later and withdrew his cum-coated length from the boy's rear, but the dark elf continued thrusting into the unconscious boy's throat for several minutes more.

Fifteem minutes later, the elf groaned again and held himself against Flare's face, shooting his load into the boy's throat before withdrawing again to laugh. "Can you get rid of the body?" he asked as he stumbled out of view. "I'm exhausted. That was one tight bastard. Shallow too."

Again the images faded away to Valor's own reflection, but he didnt care any longer. He wept loudly for the loss of his middle child, and wept for the torment he knew his family was enduring. He was thankful, however, that they had not touched his youngest, his little Blaze, or atleast saw fit not to show him what they did to the child.

Day after day it was always the same. The mirror was just a mirror every morning as he went to hunt, but as he came back on a full stomache, there they would be, the pegasus, or the elves taking his mate, filling her with unholy seed, the elves raping Twilight and drugging her, raping and drugging her twin... It hurt him so much to watch, but at the same time he could not take his eyes off of them. Still, thank the goddess, they had not shown the horrors they must have inflicted on Blaze. But his imagination filled in what he could not see,

As the months went by, little changed until one day. The same grassy clearing appeared one morning, and Faith, as naked as ever, strode into view. There were no stocks this time, but the same bench remained. She turned and smiled at Valor, her hands gliding over her body, cupping and squeeking her breasts, gliding over her belly, over her thighs and rear. She sunk her fingers into her most private of places then sucked them clean, the same lustful smile on her lips he was so used to seeing when she was home hungry for his love. Now, though, it scared him.

She turned after a moment and moved to the bench and laid down on her back, shifting her weight and wings into a more comfortable possition. Then the sound of hooves filtered into Valor's ears. He sighed, looking to the edge of the mirror expecting the same old pegasus to stride into view, his long member already erect, but instead he saw the muscular form of a centaur stride into view, a wicked smile on his face as he neared the angel presenting herself to him. His brown coat rippled anxiously as he lifted himself up and set his front hooves on a log that was possitioned under the bench so he wouldnt crush her and started to moan lightly to himself as Faith's hands reached up to caress his flanks, the same way Valor remembered her caressing his sides, or his muzzle.

Once the centaur's cock was long and hard, perhaps a whole foot longer than the pegasus' own, he started to rock his hips, but Faith reached down and guided the massive tool into her waiting folds. Once the centaur's head dissapeared into her, he bounced forward, sinking his entire length into her. Again Valor saw her belly bulge where the tip stretched her womb upward and sighed. It no longer hurt that she was being raped, but now it hurt with a deep pain that she was enjoying and encouraging the acts. Unlike the animal, the centaur's pace was fast and calculated, fast full thrusts pulling out of her before sinking all three feet into her one more time, stretching her unnaturally each thrust.

Faith was moaning in a manner Valor had only ever heard from brothel whores who enjoyed their jobs far to much. He cringed when she wrapped her legs up around the horse-half's waist as much as she could and tried to wiggle this way and that to get the centaur to hit spots even Valor knew he could never touch. Her hands continued to stroke and caress the centaur's flakes, even raking her nails down his sides or reaching up around him as far as he could.

Suddenly Valor watched Faith gasp and arch her back up against the centaur before she squeeled in what he could only guess to be the most intense orgasm she had ever felt. The centaur over her was moaning now too. His movements suddenly became jerky, much less fluid and full as before. He pushed his full length into her and Valor faintly heard the sound of his large, full balls slapping against Faith's rump.

As so many times before, Faith just gasped and moaned loudly as her belly grew and expanded. Unlike with even the pegasus, her belly just grew and grew until she herself looked as though she were several months over-term with triplets. The centaur gingerly dismounted the angel and smirked at her.

Her belly continued to grow, however, even after the centaur had dismounted and walked to her side. He took one of her hands, which she clutheed tightly and suddenly screamed. "Push, darling. Push." the centaur encouraged.

Faith arched her back again and screamed. Again and again she screamed, writhing on the bench until the bulge in her belly began to move downward. Her legs spread wide and Valor's heart broke. A small head emerged from her opening, then shoulders and more. Soon, an infant centaur fell onto the ground and wiggled, already crying loudly. Faith gasped loudly, her belly very much deflated. The centaur male picked up the child and carried him to Faith, who hugged the child with a smile and let him nurse her suddenly very full, leaking breasts. Even as she did, the Centaur carefully mounted her and started to take her again.

Valor watched in horror as after several minutes, the centaur filled her with his seed again, only a little this time before he hopped off. Valor noticed as the centaur moved to her side that her belly was mostly flat, but quickly growing and expanding again until like before, she looked very pregnant with another foal. This time, however, she kept growing and growing. She gave birth to centaur twins that time and like before, the centaur gathered the babies up to replace the sleeping baby she had nursed minutes before. As she nursed her new twins, he mounted her again. Again and again the centaur impregnated her. Valor watched a total of a dozen births until the image faded away and he could only stare at his reflection.

As it faded back into view, Valor could see the same bed Twilight was raped so many times on. This time she was there on her hands and knees beside her, smiling at the mirror. Her eyes moved to the side, however and she smiled big and wide, her eyes twinkling with the same lust her mother had shown for several hours that morning. Valor's eyes, though, roamed her form and his heart broke a little more. Her own belly was big and round. His daughter was pregnant, more naturally than Faith, of course. She was seven months along, by Valor's count since the ordeal began. She was seven months pregnant with her pedophile's child or children.

She just looked out of view again, then reached back and slapped her rump once. A large dog trotted to her rear at last and sniffed between the smooth gloves of her ass before his long slick tongue extended to taste her arrousal. Twilight was already moaning and gasping for breath.

The dog was a large creature, standing taller than her whens he was on her hands and knees. His bright red member hung between his legs as he licked at Twilight's arrousal, a bright contrast to his dark brown fur. Valor could guess his length was around eight inches long, perhaps two wide and... oh he didnt even want to think of the knot that would swell and tie them together.

The canine stepped back then mounted the pregnant young female. Like her mother, Twilight reached back and guided the beast to her opening. Her hand darted forward again in an instant for support as the canine's hips jerked forward, filling her to the hilt in one motion before a rhythm of quick, short strokes illicited a loud scream from Twilight. She cried out in ecstasy and delight as her furred lover took her roughly.

The quick movements did not last long, however. Soon the dog's movements stopped completly and he panted heavily, staring straight ahead as the female dragon beneath him moaned loudly and quivered in orgasm. Nothing dripped out of her, or dribbled down her thighs. Valor knew she was tied to the dog now.

He was unprepared for how long they would be tied, however. Nearly a half hour ticked by before the dog dismounted and pulled himself out of her with a slick popping sound. He laid down and promptly began to lick himself. Twilight turned, still on her hands and knees and lowered her head to his belly. He thought it was his belly, but as Twilight reached forward and pulled his throbbing member up, Valor saw she was licking the dog's still erect cock. The knot, to his astonishment, was an easy four inchest across. And Twi showed no discomfort at having it swell inside of her! He felt arrousal swelling under him at that thought, even as Twilight started to suck on the canine.

Soon, the dog jumped to his feet and mounted her again. This time, he humped at her face, mounting her backwards as it were. Twilight just raised herself up on her hands again and let the dog hump her mouth. She spread her mouth as wide as she could and somehow managed to fit the knot past her lips. Valor could only watch as her throat bulged and swelled with the dog's length, but as he stopped moving again, panting just as hard as before, Valor's eyes could stare in awe at the spasming of Twilight's throat as she swallowed the dog's load.

As the dog dismounted and laid down, Twilight rolled onto her back and smiled into the mirror, her hands roaming her form. One gently caressed the large bulge of her belly, while the other cupped one of her breasts, unnaturally large for her size and ful of milk.

Again the images faded, leaving Valor staring at himself in amazement and horror. What had they done to his family? He sighed heavily, staring at his reflectionf or answers, but the dragon in the mirror had none to give.

The image faded back into view. It was the bed his sons were raped and one murdered upon, but there on the bed was a little girl, not one of his, but another he assumed the elves and centaur had kidnapped. She was an elf with a head of curly blonde hair. She was young, very young. Valor would guess her to be perhaps four years old, maybe younger. They werent going to rape her infront of him were they? It was bad enough that they ruined his family, but to show him how they would ruin another?

A male strode into view, short, but muscular. He had a head of bright red hair and red wings... and an erect penis. Valor's eyes widened and he could only shake his nead in disbelief. "No, Flare..." but the boy did not respond. He strode to the child and carefully disrobed her so he wouldnt wake her before he lowered his lips to one of her nipples. The child awoke and started to giggle, wiggling beneath Flare. He trailed his lips lower over her belly, and lower still. Spreading her legs, he licked at her undeveloped slit. The girl giggled again and shook her head. "Tickles!" she squeeled.

Flare smiled and crawled onto the bed with the child, stroking his erect five inches. He traced a circle around the little girl's opening with the tapered-tip, illiciting another giggle from her. She tried to lift her head to watch what was going on as Flare spread her lips and pressed his tip into her. She suddenly whimpered and wiggled a little to get away. Flare just set a hand on her chest to hold her steady then sunk his length into her until his groin pressed against her hips.

She squeeled in pain as blood trickled from their union, but Flare ignored her. His pace was fast and brutal, slamming his hips against the girls again and again. The girl only squeeled and screamed louder and louder as time went on. Flare moaned loudly after a time and pushed himself into her deeply. Since she was so small, and since Flare was after all half dragon, he filled her with a dangerous ammount and, like his sister and mother, the girl's belly started to swell and grow. When he withdrew from her, the girl somehow managed to look fifteen months along with quadruplets. She was massive and round. Crying still, she tried to sit up or roll away from Flare, but he moved briskly around to her and pushed his still-erect cock past her lips.

She tried to squeel but even that was muffled as Flare's length dissapeared past her lips. Like before, he pushed himself into her to the hilt, stretching her throat past it's limits. He took her like this for several minutes, removing himself every few thrusts so the screaming girl could catch her breath before he thrust into her throat again. Valor could only cry at the monster they turned his son into.

For far to long this continued until Flare groaned loudly and forced himself as deep into the girl's throat as he could. She did not swell any longer, the seed had no where to go. It overflowed out of her mouth to trickle down her cheeks and coat her face. Even as it did, the images faded away.

Valor could only shrink down into his angelic form, one that months before had made love to his mate before it had curled up beside his children and draped a wing over them. His head drooped in defeat and he sighed, closing his eyes.

"Daddy?"

Valor ignored the name. He had heard their voices in his dreams, heard them in his seach but it always ended the same. The voices were just in his head. "Daddy?" the call came again, closer this time. It was Blaze's voice. How he missed her, missed holding her and cuddling her against his chest as she slept...

Then he felt two tiny hands on his length, stroking and squeezing. One of the hands trailed down to play with his balls. This felt to real to be a halucination. He opened his eyes and there, infront of him, was his youngest of babies, Blaze. She was perhaps nine years old, dressed in a little magenta dress to match her curly locks. She at her age bore no wings, but had the most precious of smiles on her face as she manipulated Valor's length. It quickly began to get arroused, despite how much Valor didnt want that, not when his little girl was home and safe.

He opened his mouth to say something and reached down to pick her up, but before he did her little lips closed around the tip of his hardening dick. She suckled then began to bob her head as far as she could over his growing length until he was fully erect and all eleven inches pointed straight at her.

"Blaze, what are you doing?" he asked, watching her with wide blue eyes. She smiled up at him and stood up, moving to push him onto his back. "Lay down daddy!" She said. In his stunned anxioty, she easily lowered him to his back, then stepped back and started to rock her hips and sway to an unknown beat. Her hands moved up and down her body in a way she should never have understood at that age. When he opened his mouth to ask where she learned that, her hands shrugged the straps to her cute dress off her shoulders, then push the dress down to her feet to reveal her undeveloped features to him.

She kicked the dress away then moved forward to straddle her daddy's hips. She reached down to awkwardly take his length in her little hands and guide him to her opening. Valor could only stare in horror at what was happening as Blaze grinded her little femininity against the tip of her daddy's prick.

Valor sighed as he watched her. All he could think of was the centaur mounting his mate, of Twilight screaming in bliss as a large dog tied her, of Flare raping a small girl for his own release and filling her so completly twice. He hardly noticed as Blaze parted her lips and lowered herself two inches onto his member and stopped.

When Valor did notice, he opened his mouth to tell her to stop, to ask for a hug, something to get her to quit before she broke past the barrier he was so thankful remained inside of her. It never past his lips, though. Blaze took a breath, then let her weight drop onto Valor's long rod. She gasped loudly and threw her head back, whimpering as she took all eleven inches up into her tiny form, pushing past her virginity and cervix in one fel swoop. Valor watched her belly bulge just like Faith's had. He reached up and touched the bulge of her belly, feeling the pressure on the tip of his hard cock as Blaze gasped and whimpered again before lifting her hips.

Valor thought she had hurt herself to much and was moving to get off of him, but when she looked down into his eyes, he recognized the effect of whatever potions had been fed to the other three kidnapped dragons and angel. She had been drugged and she was far from finished.

When she nearly pulled herself completly off of him, she slammed herself back down onto him again. She gasped one more time, then started to ride him hard and fast, pulling half off of him before slamming back down in a fast, hard rhythm. Valor felt the effects as a second-hand effect. His daughter was so tight, and somehow she took him so deep. Her inner muscles, muscles that had never been used before that moment, gripped and milked his length as she took him.

His hands roamed up her thighs and hips to her ribs and chest as she rode him, moaning loudly, louder than any girl her age ought to. Her hands reached up to her own chest and covered her flat breasts before pinching her nipples, twisting them between her own fingers. Suddenly she gasped loudly and threw her head back again. She actually screamed as her inner muscles gave a spasm and a new slick warmth washed over her daddy's length.

Her orgasm was more than enough to push him over the edge. Valor's eyes rolled back into his skull and he growled loudly, gripping her hips and pulling her tightly down against his groin and hips. He felt himself twitch inside of her before his climax hit. He felt himself fill her but with how much he stretched the entrance to her inner most sanctum, the copious amounts of seed had no where to escape. When he opened his eyes to look up at her, she was twitching and writhing in orgasm after orgasm and her belly was rapidly swelling until she, like her sister and mother, looked overly pregnant. Finally Valor felt his orgasm fade away and slowly, very slowly he helped Blaze off of his massive length. When she was finally off of him, she curled against him and kissed his cheek.

"Love you, Daddy." she said, then lifted herself up and kissed her father full on the lips, a deep, passion filled kiss Valor could only imagine where she learned.

As the days turned into weeks turned into months, Valor was still forced to endure seeing Faith fucked and impregnated by the centuar again and again, but as the time ticked by, she was taking two centaurs, three even, again and again without rest. It was only by resemblence did he finally notice the young centaurs that were taking her were her own sons. They too impregnated her and the offsprng from even those unions grew at alarming speeds to eventually fill one of her over-used orffices.

Twilight, as the months rolled on, gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. Just after birth, she was fucked even as she tried to nurse her new babies. She rode her brother, Flare, as best as she could on her hands and knees while the pale elf rammed his length down her throat and the darker man plowed his rod into her rear. It didnt take long after this session for Twilight to start showing. She was carrying her brother's baby.

Flare helped the elves and the centaur, raping whatever females, and sometimes males, that were kidnapped and taken to their secret location. He only ever seemed to get the greatest pleasure from brutally taking his sister or his mother. One such session he rode Faith to orgasm after blissful orgasm. The pair enjoyed one another's company from morning to evening and well into the night. Like the centaur, every time Flare filled his mother, her belly would grow until she gave birth to a dragon chick. The chicks were in dragon forms and grew to be even larger than centaurs before they were born, so Faith would sometimes grow to appear easily forteen months pregnant with four or five normal babies, when really a single chick would grow in her belly.

Through every day, through every session that would appear on the mirror by the entrance to the cave's tunnel, Blaze would suck her daddy to hardness before riding him to their joint orgasm, either in her girlhood, or her rear. Each time she was filled, it only increased her hunger for his seed the next time they were coupled in blissful ecstasy.

By the end of the third month after Blaze's return, even her belly had grown, and her breasts had begun to develope. To say Valor did not care would be an aweful lie. He hoped Blaze would bare him daughters for which to mate with as he watched his mate and twins mate with more and more interesting creatures, the females kidnapped away in a constant state of pregnancy.

... The goddess smirked to herself as she watched the family's catastrophe in this time-line. It was so vile, so wicked... and yet there was a beauty to it. There was pain at first, but in eventuallity, they all ended up happy, created new life, and learned to live in bliss. The females were constantly filled with the phalis of one species or another, the males were wrapped in soft, silky flesh without pause and Valor aquired a new mate. Several new mates over the course of the months, then years.Smiling to herself, the goddess slipped two fingers into her divine folds and moaned softly to herself.