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 TITLE: Barbarian Lord of the Stars
PART: 1 of 1
AUTHOR: Big Al
KEYWORDS: MFF MF+ cons fant ScFi piv impreg preg size inc oral fellatio
anal
SUMMARY: In a space fantasy universe, a young barbarian needs to breed
an army!

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   Cestus Gamma was a wild and tropical planet on the inner rim of a spiral
arm in a remote galaxy.  It was of no consequence, being home to warring
clans whose only impact on the wider universe was the mercenaries who left
the world to find fights elsewhere amidst the stars and dimensions.

   That had changed a decade ago.  Now, despite its out of the way
location, Cestus Gamma was the largest and busiest trade center for a dozen
galaxies around.  Massive orbital shipyards cranked out impressive and
lethal space cruisers.  The warring clans had been united, its unifier
building a capital city from which to rule them, before expanding his
empire offplanet, until his influence was felt many galaxies away.

   Though magnificent citadels and gorgeous palaces were common in the
capital city on Cestus Gamma, one structure dwarfed and shamed them all.  A
mind-bogglingly huge tower reared up into the sky, a mile thick at its base
and rising all the way past the stratosphere.  It had been built on the
specific orders of said unifying conqueror, constructed with precious and
durable metals quarried from strange and remote places.

   In the war room atop the tower, the war council met.  Generals and
admirals and his court sorceress argued and debated courses of action. 
Ramrod Stormcock - Stallion of the Hyperiomicon, Conqueror of Worlds,
Barbarian Lord of the Stars - watched them silently, sitting at the head of
the table on his throne.  He was a massive man, hulking over his underlings
from a height of 7 feet, built of solid rippling musculature.

   An exquisitely made yet durable fur half-cape draped from his shoulder.
A necklace of dozens of teeth - one fang each from all the legendary beasts
he had slain - was around his neck.  Black leather boots ended just before
his knees.  A bandolier was strapped across his chest, filled with
grenades, ammunition, and swords - that compared to his size looked like
mere daggers, and were ironically referred to as the king's "dirks".  His
custom-modified heavy repeater gun was on the arm of the massive throne; it
would take three normal men to carry, but Ramrod could heft it easily in
one hand.  On the other side of the throne leant his greatsword, which was
five feet long and could also be hefted easily in a single kingly hand.

   Ramrod wore nothing else.  Brilliant red curls spilled down his back and
shoulders, and his tanned muscles were carpeted in thick red hair.  The
jungle of red at his crotch sprouted the base of his enormous godlike cock.
Only semi-hard at the moment, it pointed more or less straight out in front
of him, curving up slightly.  It was as thick as his muscular bicep -
itself thicker than a normal man's thigh - and two full feet long.  Veins
as thick as a normal girl's thumb twisted and gnarled along its majestic
length, and it throbbed and pulsed gently as two lovely young women
worshipped it.

   A golden-locked woman, bedecked in jewelry that concealed none of her
supple fair flesh, her ample larger-than-her-head boobs, or her bare moist
pussy, licked and nuzzled his cock adoringly, her cunt leaking her juices
simply from that stimulation.  Her hands roved up and down and around it
lovingly.  Cinnara was her name, and she had been born a princess in a
distant realm, held hostage by her cruel stepmother queen.  Ramrod had
singlehandedly decimated the queen's undead army and slain the withered
hag. Cinnara, grateful for her freedom and overcome with lust and adoration
for this paragon of masculinity, had pledged herself whole-heartedly to
him, and was even today part of his thousands-strong harem.  Her belly
swelled with a litter of whelps for her beloved master, the third such
litter his enormous dick had impregnated her with.

   The other woman was dark-skinned and black haired, adorned in similar
jewelry, and sucked eagerly at his incredible cockknob.  It was far too big
for her to fit inside her mouth without his help - which he did not deign
to offer at the moment - so she was eagerly sucking the engorged tip,
mewling softly at the delicious taste of his virile nectar as her black
cunt slithered her wetness down her inner thighs to form a puddle between
her knees.

   His court sorceress - one of his many lovers, with long black hair,
little more than a skirted bikini and cloak for attire, and soft luscious
skin that gleamed with the mystic oils she bathed in - was arguing with the
other generals and advisors as Cinnara and her fellow concubine worshipped
their master's gigantic cock.  "And I tell you that destroying the
Mandroids' production worlds is not enough!  Yes, they build more of
themselves, but they can also reproduce just as we do!"

   "But surely it takes far longer to bear, birth, and raise a Mandroid
child than it does for them to build one in their death-factories," the
gray-haired general countered.

   "Are all Ramrod's generals ignorant oafs?" the sorceress retorted. 
"They breed like rabbits.  A birthed Mandroid grows to maturity in a matter
of months.  They will outnumber our legions in a year, even accounting for
the recruiting we will do in that time."

   "Yes, but the Mandroids cannot raise their dead into an army as you
can," said another general, this one a lovely barbarian babe who was also
one of Ramrod's many lovers, and several moons pregnant with a litter of
his whelps.

   The sorceress fixed her with a glare.  "My necromantic reserves are not
THAT vast.  The numbers we will lose to the Mandroids are more than I can
raise and sustain as undead vassals."

   "Enough," Ramrod finally said.  His voice was a rumble that seemed to
shake the room, despite him speaking in a low tone.  Every pussy in the
room quivered desirously as his deep bass thrummed through their luscious
bodies.  "I have old allies, who will answer my call to battle."

   The council waited expectantly, but a surge of lust hit the barbarian
lord, and he grasped the head of his black concubine in a single large
hand, pushing her face down on his cock.  With a surprised gasp of utter
bliss, her mouth stretched wide and popped over his cock crown, before
sliding down his shaft several inches.  Ramrod's face twisted into a
paroxysm of ecstasy as he let himself cum right then.  His gargantuan cock
inflated even further with every enormous pulse of jizz that rushed up his
shaft to geyser hotly, directly into the black girl's throat.

   His black concubine juiced right then and there, her body convulsing in
ecstasy as her mouth and throat clenched eagerly on his fat long pole.  She
swallowed his load eagerly, lustily, hungrily, as her pussy clutched on
nothingness and squirted her femcum all over the floor.  Ramrod's jizz
blasts gushed down her fuckpipe into her preggo tummy, and as skillful as
his devoted concubine was, she couldn't swallow it fast enough.  More cum
spewed from her nose and her mouth around his obscenely thick shaft,
gallons of scalding raunchy spunk oozing thickly down her torso and his
cock, leaving large steaming puddles of cockslop on the floor.

   It was over a minute that Ramrod jizzed inside his wildly orgasming
concubine - a short cum for him, as the case was.  His council was used to
this, and waited patiently until he had slaked himself.  The black girl
came off his cock with a wet GLUH of delirious satisfaction, floods of jizz
and drool spilling from her mouth.  Cinnara stroked his massive beast of a
cock still, but locked her lips with the black girl's, eagerly swallowing
down their shared master's delicious spunk.

   Ramrod continued, as though there had been no interruption, "On the
planet Thiskus Eight, two galaxies hence."

   Most of his advisors didn't seem to recognize that name, but the
pregnant barbarian general did.  "What?" she said in surprise.  "There's
nothing but mindless monsters there."

   "Not mindless, but savage," the sorceress rebutted her.  "The clan
warriors of Cestus Gamma below us are also savage, yet they might seem
mindless to our enemies."

   The pregnant barbarian general conceded the point with a silent nod, but
they both turned back to look at their king, who smiled...

   ***



   Many years ago, Ramrod Stormcock was a much younger man, scarcely out of
his teens.  His outfit was largely the same as it would be in his future as
a conquering warlord, but his necklace had only a dozen teeth on it now,
and his fur half-cape and leather boots were not as finely made, instead
being ragged.

   The mercenary company that he had joined after leaving his homeworld of
Cestus Gamma had been sent to Thiskus Eight to kill a camp of ogres whose
kin had somehow gotten offworld and slain some noble's cousin.  The camp of
ogres had turned out to be a large tribe, and the mercenaries, despite
their superior armaments and armor, were overwhelmed.  One by one they all
fell, save Ramrod Stormcock himself.  He eschewed armor, despite his fellow
mercs' many past attempts to get the man to clothe himself.  Sweat and
blood slicked down his muscular flesh as he stood alone against the raging
ogres.  In his right hand he brandished his greatsword, swinging it in wide
arcs, slaying two or three ogres with every swing.  In his left he wielded
his heavy repeater, which sprayed laser bursts, dropping ogres like flies.

   And when it was over, Ramrod Stormcock stood alone, surrounded by the
bodies of both the ogres and his fellow mercs.  He looked around to ensure
that there were no remaining enemies, then eyed the encampment, searching
for what looked valuable enough to take with him.  He'd never been taught
to pilot the merc transport, but he was a quick study and had watched the
pilots at the controls enough to figure it out, so he was confident he'd be
able to get offworld.

   Before he could start stuffing valuables in a sack, however, a voice
rang out.  "You truckafugga!  Bastich be killin' our chiefmates!" Ramrod
turned to see a tiny green female leaping at him in mid-air, a crooked
knife clenched in her fist.  He caught her easily by the scruff of her
collar and held her out in front of him as she kicked and swung
ineffectually at him.

   It only took him a glance to study her, but his gaze lingered, for she
was quite lovely - and naked.  She was a hobgoblin, the most diminutive
subrace of the goblin species.  Though fully mature, she was no more than
three feet tall - less than half his own height - with enormous tits that
were each twice as large as her head.  Her skin was a deep luscious green
in shade, her black hair in braided pigtails that bounced off her shoulders
as she struggled.

   And her pussy - it was smooth and gleaming, two darker green lips baring
just a hint of pink between them.

   But that was absurd.  Goblins - including hobgoblins - were monsters,
and bestial in nature, willing to breed with any manner of abomination to
reproduce.  Yet he couldn't deny that her beauty stirred his cock.

   "Calm ya down, treefink," another gorgeous hobgoblin lass told her
friend, appearing from within a tent where they'd obviously been hiding. 
"He killed da ogre boss-chief we bargained with, ya see?" This hobgoblin
was clothed, but her ragged blouse was pushed out by her equally massive
mammaries.  She toed an ogre that looked identical to the rest, for
emphasis to her friend.

   The hobgoblin girl he was holding up stopped struggling, looking from
the dead ogre her friend had toed and back to Ramrod.  Comprehension dawned
on her features - and so did quickening desire, as she suddenly registered
that he was nearly naked, with an utterly massive cock.  "Then...you be da
new boss-chief."

   Ramrod was putting together their conversation with what little he knew
of hobgoblins, and realized that these girls had been searching for a chief
to breed them and start a clan with.  Clearly, he had dashed that plan -
except that now the two hobgoblin girls were regarding him with intense
desire.

   The girl he was still holding dropped her knife to the ground with a
clatter and began roving her small green hands over her huge luscious tits,
looking lasciviously at him.  She peeked down at his huge member, and
licked her lips lustily.  "If you be da boss-chief, you breed da girls. 
You start our new clan, see?"

   The other hobgoblin girl sauntered boldly up to him, no fear in her
eyes, only desire.  "She be egg-droppin', ya see?  She in da heat, needs a
stag to fuck her bitch cunt.  And I be in da battle-lust, seein' ya fight
dem truckafuggas like that." She was shucking her clothes, revealing her
equally luscious little green body.  Her nipples were puffening before his
eyes, and she tugged on them playfully, simultaneously giggling and moaning
as she did so.  "I be egg-droppin' now too, ya see?  Puffy nips, like her."
He had in fact noticed that the first hobgoblin girl's nipples were
extraordinarily puffy - apparently that was a racial trait for hobgoblin
women when ovulating.

   "Let me get this straight," he finally said.  "You want me to be your
clan chieftain and breed you, make you a new clan?"

   Both hobgoblin girls nodded eagerly.  And he couldn't deny the truth of
his twitching meaty cock slowly rising into its full mammoth stature. 
Precum slithered down his humongous shaft, the knob only a few inches away
from the hobgoblin girl whom he still held.  She gazed at the pole beneath
her hungrily.  "Fuck me now, please!  Need to get dat pole in me, ya see?"

   It was clear they wanted him with every fiber of their beings, and
Ramrod was never a man to turn down fresh virgin cunt, even if it was a
hobgoblin's.  He switched his hold of the first goblin girl's body to his
other hand, grasping her waist.  As tiny as she was and as large as he was,
his hand nearly fit all the way around her waist.  He pulled her down on
top of his bloated cockknob, and the girl trembled with ecstasy, juicing at
that intimate touch.  He watched her spasm with frantic pleasure, her pussy
spilling warm spicy-sweet nectar all over his huge human knob.

   Then he pulled her down.  Despite her tiny size and his enormous girth,
his strength was undeniable, and her tight green pussy lips split wide
apart as his massive cockhead plunged inside her.  Her legs were forced
wide apart by his incredible thickness, as her boobs flounced and jangled.
It seemed impossible that he could fit inside her, yet he did, impaling her
deeper and deeper.

   She was shrieking in obscene desire as her goblin juices slimed his
cock, her soaking wet slippery canal clutching on him hotly, tightly, until
her small round green buttocks were literally sitting on his gigantic
balls, each fully the size of a melon.  Her little body quivered and shook
violently with her rapture, her cunt nectar gushing all over his balls and
dripping to the ground.

   The other goblin girl had wrapped herself around his thick tree trunk of
a leg, and was grinding her tits and pussy into his shin, moaning.  "Fuck
her, boss-chief!  Nut in her bitch cunt!" His cock was already throbbing
dangerously as the little goblin girl's cunt shivered around him like a hot
slippery silken vibrator, and he began yanking her roughly up and down,
literally jacking off with her tight green cunt.

   The loud wet squelches of giant human cock in tiny goblin cunt filled
the entire tribal village, as mingled goblin and human fluids spilled. 
Ramrod was grunting in rapture, wanking his cock off furiously with his new
goblin bitch; her virgin pussy was so tight, he'd never fucked a tighter
pussy than this tiny goblin's, and it squeezed and milked him hungrily,
craving his hot human seed.

   He gave it to her, pulling her all the way back to his balls as he
bellowed.  His melon-sized cum factories tightened and released, as jizz
surged up his immense cock.  Scalding human spunk flooded the goblin girl's
womb and ovaries.  She lost her voice, her cries becoming hot huffed pants
of utter delirium as joy spiked through her every nerve.  Thick human
cockslop spurted and spurted inside her, impregnating her more thoroughly
than anyone else could, and there was so much of it - gallons upon gallons,
as he kept jizzing for several minutes, every squirt being multiple quarts
of cum - that it spilled back out of her obscenely stretched green twat,
thick flowing cumfalls of mingled goblin and human cum.

   The other hobgoblin girl was getting off too, crying out breathily in
delight as she scented the mingled pheromones of her friend and
soon-to-be-chief-mate as they climaxed together.  When Ramrod finally
finished emptying his bloated nuts, the other hobgoblin girl released his
leg, looking up at him - way way up at the hulking man who was more than
twice her height - expectantly for her turn.

   But the young barbarian wasn't done with his first conquest.  Without
taking her off his cock, he knelt to his knees and bent over to lay her -
still impaled fully on his cum pump - on the ground, his knees and her
back, ass, and hair directly in the huge deep puddle of his steaming jizz.
Then he began pounding into her anew, tanned human flesh slapping roughly
and wetly on green goblin flesh, as her wails of ecstasy peaked again.

   The puddle spread outward, growing wider and deeper as Ramrod Stormcock
fucked the living hell out of the desperately horny goblin girl.  Both his
cum and her juices flooded continually from her gaping cunt as he pummeled
her tight green twat relentlessly, mercilessly, ceaselessly.  Over an hour
he fucked her on the ground, cumming three more times before he was finally
satisfied.

   The newly impregnated goblin girl lay in the puddle of jizz, a sprawling
heap of senseless bliss as electric aftershocks ripped through her luscious
green body.  The second goblin girl watched in awe, and eagerly leapt at
her chance.  He fucked her face first, driving balls-deep into her throat
and stretching her neck out to obscene girth as she writhed in virginal
climax.  He dumped his load inside her tummy before fucking her fertile
goblin cunt doggy style, deforming her tiny slippery canal with his
enormous human dong.

   An hour later, as the second girl lay in senseless bliss as well, the
first girl was coming around, and the cycle began all over again, massive
human cock squelching roughly into just-impregnated goblin twat over and
over as grunts and shrieks of rapture filled the air.  It was deep into the
night when both goblin girls were completely and totally exhausted, snoring
in puddles of jizz, their ravished cunts and assholes oozing cum
continually.

   Ramrod Stormcock regarded them.  He could leave them.  They'd gotten
what they wanted out of him - bellies full of whelps.  But that didn't sit
right with him.  And with the mercenary company dead, there was no one
expecting him anywhere else.

   So as his two new baby mamas slept, snoring cutely, he cleaned up the
bodies and debris and brought supplies from the merc ship - now his ship -
as well as scrounging from the ogre tribe's stores.  When the goblin girls
awoke in the morning, they gasped in pleasant surprise to see the cleared
village.  Ramrod sat on a tree trunk, watching them, his cock at full mast.

   "Cook me a stew, woman," he said, addressing neither one in
particularly. Both goblin girls looked hungrily at his cock, then at each
other, and finally the first one he'd seen deferred to her companion.  She
began to cook a delicious-smelling stew as Ramrod fucked the other goblin
girl into mindless ecstasy again and again, flooding her womb with yet more
scalding human jizz, molding her into a perfect goblin cocksleeve for his
gigantic human monster cock.

   When he had sated himself, he devoured the stew, as the two goblins
worshipped his cock lustily, swallowing several huge loads of his thick
gunky jizz.  He left enough stew for them, but they didn't seem inclined to
eat it.  Upon seeing his questioning gaze, the second goblin girl said.  "
'Obgoblin bitches don't need food, ya see?  When we carryin' a litter, all
we need is the da's cum ta feed us and our babes."

   By the end of that day, their tummies were already poofing out
significantly, Ramrod's first indication that hobgoblin pregnancies were
faster than humans - MUCH faster.  No wonder they were said to breed like
rabbits.

   "Come breed my babes, boss-chief!" one told him that evening, cradling
her tummy proudly.  He was never one to turn down fresh pussy, especially
if it was bearing his whelps, so he fucked her madly, his melon-sized nuts
slapping roughly into her little green ass over and over as she thrashed in
joy beneath his heavy muscular human frame.

   During said fuck, the other one explained to him, seeing his lack of
understanding, " 'Obgoblin whelps are full-grown in da tummy, ya see?  Just
tiny." She looked up and down his body.  "Tinier.  Dey can breed while
still in da tummy.  And we can still egg-drop while knocked up, ya see?"
She tugged on her nipples, which were still just as puffy as the night
before.

   Thus Ramrod came to understand the full extent of just how obscenely
fertile hobgoblin girls were.  Once a boss-chief had gotten them into heat,
as he had, they kept ovulating, several times a day, even while already
pregnant, and thus could carry multiple litters - each single litter
consisting of at least two - at once.  And within an hour, a newly
conceived baby was a fully mature adult hobgoblin, but would remain
miniature in size until exiting the womb.  Hobgoblins had evolved in a
hostile world to protect their young within the womb for a time.

   But these mature whelps could not only be bred while in the womb, they
could themselves be carrying multiple litters at once, just as their
several-times-pregnant mothers were now.  And while they remained in the
womb, they received all their nourishment from their father's cum flooding
their mother's wombs - and flooding their own wombs, knocking them up.

   His two goblin lovers - they had never exchanged names, not seeing the
need, living in a state of hot sweaty grunting sex virtually 24/7 - were
nevertheless surprised by the extent of their fertility and lasting nature
of their heats.  Apparently only a truly powerful boss-chief could induce
such fertile and long-lived heats, and one as powerful and long-lasting as
this one had never been heard of before.

   Within a week, the two hobgoblins each gave birth to their first
litters. Seven green girls - the spitting images of their mothers,
including proportionally massive tits - grew in seconds from miniature
people to full hobgoblin size, topping out at three feet.  Ramrod watched
in awe - and no small amount of lust, which was returned by his daughters,
who appeared fully hobgoblin despite their half-human blood - as they
sprouted so quickly, with fatly pregnant tummies and already-lactating
nipples.  Nipples that, like their mothers', were still puffy and thick
with bitch-heat.

   And so he pounded his enormous human cock deep inside his daughters'
soaking wet virgin goblin cunts, flooding their wombs - each pregnant
already with at least three litters - with enough cum to spawn yet more
litters on them, as well as seeping inside their own daughters' wombs -
which were also already pregnant - to impregnate THEM again as well, and
also those daughters' daughters too!

   Daily, his daughters spawned by the dozens, until there were enough of
them that they were spawning by the hundreds, at an hourly rate.  Ramrod
fucked them all, over and over, in a neverending orgy of lewd incestuous
cross-species fucking.  His massive cock pounded in and out of his own
goblin daughters' preggo cunts, hot horny assholes, and tight wet hungry
throats, again and again.  They were all good bitches in heat for daddy,
birthing whelps for him just like good daughters should.

   It also rapidly became apparent that all his daughters - who were
otherwise breeding true as hobgoblins in appearance and stature and
fertility - were far stronger, faster, and cleverer than the average
hobgoblin.  But not because their father was a human.  In fact, they were
even stronger, faster, and cleverer than the average human - because their
father was Ramrod Stormcock.

   It was nearly a year later, with a hobgoblin clan thousands strong -
fully female, no males other than Ramrod himself - that the incredible
collective heat ended.  All the hobgoblin bitches' nipples shrank in size
somewhat, no longer remaining at full heat-puffiness.  Yet though they were
no longer egg-dropping, they were no less horny for their daddy-lover, and
fucked him many more times.  It took him another month to bid all his
daughter-lovers - and his first two lovers - goodbye in hot steamy fashion,
before they saw him off in the ship, leaving for more adventure amongst the
stars, as they began their life as the strongest monster clan on Thiskus
Eight.

   ***



   So it was that many years later Ramrod Stormcock, now king and lord of a
vast intergalactic domain, returned to Thiskus Eight, to find his daughters
by far the dominant clan, ruling over an entire continent with every other
monstrous clan there enslaved.  His daughters hadn't aged, still appearing
as luscious young goblin women, and they had missed their virile human
father dearly, taking the opportunity to writhe in ecstasy as his massive
human cock deformed their green cunts again.

   He led his many thousands of hobgoblin daughters on a crusade against
one of the death-factory worlds of the Mandroids, and they slaughtered
their foes.  As he had known it would, this stoked a brand new battle-lust
in all his daughters, and over the next two years, he fucked and bred them
- and his many new generations of daughters that resulted - in a constant
reverse gangbang of huge-cocked human father on tiny-cunted goblin daughter
fucking.

   And finally a legion, consisting of millions of female hobgoblin
supersoldiers, marched at the fore of Ramrod Stormcock's glorious army
against all the worlds of the Mandroids, smashing their resistance and
conquering their planets and resources for his own.  The final battle,
which ended in the utter demolishing of the planet-sized construct which
was the Mandroids' capital, triggered yet another battle-lust, and Ramrod
Stormcock gladly bred his goblin daughters' tight slippery green cunts yet
again...and again...  and again...  and again...

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