1.7 - Futanari

Ilse and Katarina stood intimately close, Ilse's head looming over the appearance of the 7-inch cock sticking out of Katarina's waist. Her gaze locked, and her eyes widened as she took it in. 

"What…what the hell is that?" she stammered. Curiosity stitched to her face. 

Katarina smirked, amused by Ilse's attention. She brought it a bit closer, just far away from her face. "Adventuring Ilse comes with big perks, something you've yet to grasp."

Her voice took a sensual tone. "Right now, I'd like nothing more than for you taken by me." she reached down, trailing along Ilse's cheek. Then started gently touching her neck.

Katarina started to stroke herself at a slow pace, Ilse couldn't help but feel arousal at the sight of her savior's overly large cock pulsing in front of her. She braced herself and then went along with it.

Ilse's fingers brushed against her throbbing cock. Katarina at this moment resembled a freak of nature. There was an unmistakable glow emanating from her penis, and it made glisten all the more. 

Ilse, drawn to this new appendage, gave in to her primal instincts. She looked into the Silver-haired beauty's eyes, there was a raw hunger there that Katarina withheld. 

Ilse's hand surrounded her massive warm shaft, and a small groan escaped from Katarina's lips. She started stroking it, her movements sloppy and clumsy at first, but her eagerness to play it became much more apparent by the moment. 

Her grip tightened as she sped it up, eager to free the load by friction and release.

Then as the Katarina's cock started coiling tighter and harder, she let out a cry that would echo through walls. Her climax reached, she unleashed a thick, load erupting from her dick, spilling into the massive tub, blending in with the water. 

Ilse stared with gasps of shock.

Then, like she was possessed Katarina, threw Ilse out of the tub and threw her against a stone wall. The scene of the deepwater mixing with the smell of body fluids.

"ah!"

With a growl, she bent Ilse over, slamming her against the wall. A soft plea escaped Ilse. Katarina spread her butt, slapping her ass several times. Then she aligned her cock with Ilse's crotch, teasing her with the tip of her penis, making her whimper. Then she thrust inside her vaginal walls. 

"Ooh, wait a min–"

Ilse sank. 

She was getting fucked, by a woman, with a really big penis. What else could she do in this situation, she could only take it like a slut. 

Ilse's breath paced as Katarina started pistoning her hips in and out with increasing desire. Their flesh slapped against each other, wet and horny.

Il'se moans suppressed Katarina's deep groans.

Every thrust inside, sent a tremor down her body, as her inner walls clung to hold against the oppressive cock. Every inch was stretching her open, driving her close to the edge. 

Katarina was rough, a little too rough. Her grip was demanding, as she got what she wanted from Ilse's smaller body. Ilse was stuck in limbo, lost with sudden submission and the pleasure she received from Katarina. 

Every thrust inside was merciless. Her hands tensed against the pressed stone wall, her face slamming occasionally against it. Katarina drove her like a locomotive. The pressure was mounting.

Ilse's legs buckled and then she gave in, her orgasm crashed in several waves. She screamed aloud, collapsing to the floor as she was reaching her limit. 

When was the last time she had been fucked by a cock and not a dildo, months, no, a year? 

Katarina pulled herself out of Ilse, moving and holding her down so that her mouth could look directly in the eye of her thick length. She pressed her cock inside of her mouth, which was warm and wet. Then started to throat fuck her. 

She dug her face between Ilse's shaking thigh's her tongue started lapping at her pussy with an undeterred rhythm. Mirroring the pace of her throat fucking thrusts her hips shaking wildly in the air. 

Katarina ejaculated, her cock whimpering as it filled Ilse's mouth, she shook violently. Ilse swallowed it whole. Katarina was at the pinnacle, and Ilse was worn out.

A sudden surge of mana coursed through Ilse's body, flowing and filling her with an intoxicating rush of power. It was overwhelming, she felt energized and "full".

Something expanded inside of her, almost spiritually. Like she could grasp mana better.

[Mana PL 4>5]

It was exhilarating.

Katarina stilled, removing her cock from her face, pulling it off, and helping Ilse on her feet, she climbed back into the bath and started cleaning herself. She gazed ill with a look of satisfaction. 

"This is how it works," she murmured, her voice husky from exertion. "Mana flows from the more powerful to the less. "

Ilse knew that it was an unequal exchange, but it was one that brought a deep connection between two souls.

Katarina dragged her closer, touching her cheek and playing with her hair. "It's never equal," reiterated her thoughts, smiling softly. "But can also grow through rigorous training, good sleep, and good food."

"Did you enjoy it, Ilse?"

"I-I did, Ilse answered."

"Perhaps tonight you can sleep in my bed."

"I-I don't know," Ilse replied a bit frightened. "Have you been with men before with your…skill"

"Men and women alike, I've conquered some and have been conquered by both. Why do you ask are you interested in this skill."

Ilse nodded. "Maybe, it would be a great applicable tool"

"Of course it is," Katarina said sly. 

"Unfortunately, you need a class for and a certain amount of stats."

But as they finished washing, Post-orgasm clarity hit her and Ilse could feel her emotional high fading no longer too attached to the woman next to her, but had a sense of longing in her heart. 

"Ilse, tomorrow, I must leave the district for business elsewhere, I suspect a fellow battle Nun has gone missing, I have to go find her." Ilse looked a tad bit disappointed. This would mean she would be homeless effective immediately. "If you'd like Ilse you can look after the temple, provided you care for visitors. I pay you something livable of course."

Ilse had a panicked look on her face, shaking it. She didn't want to deal with other messes when she herself was one.

"Then I'm afraid, you'll be homeless tomorrow."

"It's okay, Miss Katarina, I intend to get my class as soon as possible."

Katarina scoffed," It is not easy, those tests, will wear you out. I'd suggest getting stronger first.

"Appreciate your help so far, but I have no intentions of staying a helpless zero.:"

****

Later that night, Ilse lay awake next to her temporary partner, her body still tingling from the amount of mana transferred. She thinks about moving forward, and the girl that pushed her and assaulted her.

What the fuck was her issue. All she did was ask for information.

She squees her head between Katarina's large breasts, the big woman taking her into an embrace.