Pestonya's Experiments

“Greetings- you may be wondering why you have been brought here to me.  We have been granted the honor of participating in an experimental program overseen by Lord Demiurge himself.”

Pestonya Shortcake Wanko lounged on the bed of her chamber, having prepared herself for the night ahead of her. “In truth, I  volunteered to take part in this program as I am curious about interspecies mating behavior ~wan!”  

She appeared to be some sort of maid, but with the head and likeness of a dog. The prisoner initially winced at her appearance, but when wiggled her hips sensually as she made herself more comfortable, his nervousness abated a bit, and a slow heat began to form in his loins. Pestonya caressed the decorative bow which accented her breasts before beckoning him over to her.  

“As you have not stood against our master Ains Ooal Gown in battle, but instead came to the Tomb of Nazarick willingly, you are commanded to serve him by attempting to impregnate me. I do hope the experience will be enjoyable, er...wan!”

*Alternate version in the attachments

 It took a bit of foreplay, but soon enough the prisoner was dutifully pounding Pestonya’s hips with his own as she gleefully allowed him to take her. Sighs, grunts, whimpers, and the occasional bark were the only sounds that filled her bedchamber for quite some time.  

“Ah! Who would have thought a lowly human could please me this way? Pl-please don’t stop! You don’t want to disappoint Lord Ains, do you~ wan!”

He pounded onward, occasionally leaning in and bringing his lips to her muzzle for a slightly awkward if heartfelt kiss before continuing to fuck her as best he could…

“Y-yes! Breed me! Aahhhhhnnn!!”, Pestonya yelped as she came yet again. Her willing servant was only warming up, and it would be a long breeding session.

After several loads of seed had been placed into her womb, Pestonya rolled back onto the bed and sighed with contentment, “You’ve done well for your first session. I’m sure Lord Demiurge will be pleased with your effort~ wan!”

She rubbed her sensitive mound and brought her slick fingers to her muzzle to taste the union of seed and need that remained there, “You may return to your room for now. I shall send for you again soon enough. We will keep trying as long as Lord Gown commands it~wan!”

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Thanks for bearing with me in this little experimental vignette everyone! I was searching for a way to simplify my stuff so I could tell little stories like this every month, but I feel as though I wasn’t able to simplify the images quite enough to be honest. I intend to try again, though perhaps not until I come back from FWA in May. Until then, I’d like to focus on getting more of your requests done, as well as a YCH (I hope). We’ll see what happens!  

For now I hope you enjoy this little image set, and I look forward to getting started on next month’s content!