The traveling martial artist and village hero has changed their job to the Monster Master !!! (6/6)

"......!"

The carriage creaked and Carver and Amos looked to the rear doorway.

There, standing against the light, were two oddly shaped outlines.

A large slug with protruding eyes and thick lips.

The other, an indescribable monster reminiscent of a fat clown.

Both of them have strange smiles on their faces and are staring at the men.

"......!"

The center of Carver and Amos's thick chest shook.

Both of them shifted their gaze from the dumb creatures' faces to their lower abdomens, where they found an organ that they had not noticed before.

A thick, fleshy cleft that was plump and tightly closed.

There was no way the men could not have known what that organ was there for.

Only Carver and Amos' larynxes rose and fell and made sounds in the strange stillness.

The creatures were waiting for the seeds of pleasure planted in the men to grow.

And now it was time to harvest.

"......!"

Tensk turned himself around, got off the wagon, and walked slowly into the woods.

"Damn ...... that son of a bitch wandering around on its own ...... we're going to lose it ......."

Carver stands up.

Despite his bland line, he no longer hides his erection, which is trying to break through his undershirt.

Carver dismounted from the carriage after Tensk, looking like he was having difficulty walking.

When he left the carriage, Tensk was right there.

It was waiting for the man on the side of the carriage parked at the foot of the mountain, on a wooded slope.

The dance seduces the man by wiggling its hips.

Just at Carver's eye level, the obscene crack between the creature's legs opened slightly and closed as if to rub together.

Carver became angry.

"When I'm tempted like this, a male like you is going to want to insert your dick into my vagina, right?" Tensk's dumb face seemed to say.

When he got close enough to touch the creature, Carver looked down at its lowly obese body.

"I'm done with this farce."

With that, he shifted his underpants to the side, and the reddish-black, indignant, underwarped, ultra-thick meat rod pushed against the monster's navel.

Then, setting his sights on the genitalia with its peach-colored mucous membrane peeking out slightly, Carver lowered his hips deeply and thrust straight at it.

"Noooooooooooooooo!"

Carver screamed, and at the same time, a heavy thud echoed from the carriage.

The front drape of blue armor fell on the floorboards of the carriage.

Beside it, Lips was lying on its back.

"Whew, whew ......!"

Amos was snorting like a fighting bull and exhibiting an unusual frenzy.

This was partly due to the monster's special sweet breath, but there was another reason.

Lips was spreading the crack in its lower body with its fingers, showing Amos what was inside.

The moist vagina was a light peach color, but it was crowded with vicious folds that did not match its color, and it was peristaltic, making a lot of noise.

It was too much for Amos not to imagine the pleasure of inserting his penis there.

"Do you want a man's dick so bad ......!"

Amos swears and pulls his underpants down to his thighs, exposing his toned buttocks.

Lips' protruding eyes stared at that one spot.

Amos' huge pseudo foreskin, which would reach deep into the womb of the giant slug.

"Then I'll let you ...... eat to your heart's content. ...... Oops! Oooooohhhh!"

Amos covered Lips with his huge body, burying his hard, hairy hips into the soft flesh.

"Noooooooooooo! What is this? Ohhhhhh!"

"Gooooooohhhh! Oh, no! Whoa! Ooh-ohh!"

Ten paces open, two male bodies shudder and move violently.

Carver in the grove, Amos in his carriage.

The bodies of these invincible warriors had forgotten the battle and were absorbed only in sliding their manhoods in and out of the creatures' vaginas.

"Noooooo! Warts! On my dick! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

"Ghhhhh! Melting ......! It's on my dick! In the folds! Gghhhhhh!"

The intensity of the pleasure is the same, but the nature of the pleasure experienced by Carver and Amos is completely different.

Tensk's vagina is an aggressive vagina in which warts of various sizes lynch Carver's rod with a popping pleasure.

Lips' vagina was a passive vagina with countless folds that slowly licked Amos' pole and led him deeper into pleasure.

The sheer pleasure that these two different vaginas offered was hard for the men to believe.

If they were to answer honestly, Carver would cite his copulation with the seaflower and Amos would cite the tongue-fucking he received from the iguana as the most pleasurable experiences of his life as a man.

But Carver's copulation with Tensk and Amos's with Lips were so pleasurable that the pleasures of the past felt insignificant.

The twin balls, the reason and the result, ascended between the men's muscular thighs.

"No! Gotta pull my dick out! I'm gonna get its pregnant ......!"

"Have to ejaculate outside the vagina ......! Me and Lips are gonna have a ...... baby!"

Male intuition tells them.

If they ejaculate vaginally, they will surely impregnate the monsters in front of them.

But the risk of pregnancy makes sex with the monsters tremendously pleasurable for the men.

It was a sad providence for the two males.

"Damn it! From the beginning! You've been after my ball juice! Noooooooo!"

"My seed! You were looking at me as a stallion! Gaaaahhhh!"

From the beginning, the monsters joined the group with the intention of "using" Carver and Amos.

It was only natural that the monsters would choose these two outstanding males as breeding mates.

"Damn! If I cum inside of you, I'm gonna be...!"

"No, no, no! If I get mixed up with a monster! I'm already ......!"

On top of the humiliation of connecting their lives with monsters, a further foreboding creeps in.

The forbidden pleasure of mixing their own seed with a monster's ovum is certain to come if this continues.

The two men heard the instinctive warning that if they experienced that much pleasure, they would be corrupted as men.

The men tried to buck up with their last bit of pride.

But there was no way the monsters, who knew all about males, would allow their pitiful resistance.

"Noooooo! What? Whoa! No! Noooooooo!"

Tensk's fingers pluck up at the nipples that had always been glimpsed beneath Carver's vest, which was draped over his bare skin.

"Aaaaahh! Don't do that! That's a man's ......! Oooh! Ohhhhhh!"

Lips' long tongue wraps around Amos' testicles, those voluptuous oval balls that have accumulated a manly amount of seed.

Then the monster plays with them, twisting, squeezing, and toying with them.

Sparked by their male instincts, the men succumbed completely to the pleasure.

"Noooooooooo!"

Tensk dances a mysterious dance while kneading the nipples on the edges of Carver's thick chest, torturing his very thick meat rod with its vaginal warts.

"Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Lips tortures Amos' long meat rod with its vaginal folds while licking hard at his testicles, which are two huge lumps between the man's legs.

The pleasure that blows everything away hits the males, and two huge male reproductive organs are inserted into the innermost part of the monster's body.

They finally decide that they don't care anymore.

They want to ejaculate vaginally, even if they can have a baby with the monster.

No, Carver and Amos, who have been exploited by their male instincts, are eager to procreate.

Naturally, they both know that if a man gives it all he has, he will regret it like a different man after the act.

But still, the heroes cannot resist the pleasures of interspecies reproduction.

"Nnuuuuuuu! I'm gonna die! I'm going to cum! I'm going to have a baby!"

"Ohhhhhh! I'm gonna cum! Me and the slug pups! ohohohohohoh...!"

Two male bodies flared up and convulsed, thrusting their hips to the limit.

And the muscular heroes were defeated simultaneously in the wombs of the monsters.

A wild yell echoes through the mountains.

The two men's lives were being transformed by the incomparable pleasure that only the chosen males could experience.

"Noooooooooooooo! Oooohhhh! That feels good! Nnoooooooooooooooo!

"Gooooooooohh! It feels too good! It's in the back! Gooooooooooooooooooo!"

Carver and Amos were so confused by the unprecedented pleasure that they could not think straight.

However, no matter how disgusting their masters appear, the reproductive organs of the males are competing with each other to fulfill their roles.

Two extremely thick phallic cocks, beating madly, pour a vast amount of semen into the monster's flesh palace.

Then suddenly the two monsters let out a high-pitched scream.

Carver's spermatozoa penetrate Tensk's egg wall.

Amos' sperm fused with Lips' egg nucleus.

At that moment, the air was shaken by a pleasurable bass sound that was no longer recognizable as belonging to either of them.

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Oooohhhh! It's so good! I feel so good! Gnoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

These were the cries that overflowed from the males as they reached the peak of their earthly bliss.

Carver and Amos could hear each other's unbearable gasps and obscene sounds of intercourse.

But there was no way to mend this humiliating happiness.

Tensk's mouth spread to his ears, and Lips' thick lips arched in pleasure.

The sperm of the males, whose bodies were of such steel that they could easily defeat their own.

They were squeezed out of the four huge testes, just as the monsters had planned.

The group visited the Alltrades Abbey again and relaxed in Ruida's bar.

"I'm surprised they're pregnant."

"Yes, when did they ......, or rather, how do monsters reproduce in the first place?"

A woman with a mystical air mutters, and a boy with glasses questions.

Ahead of their gazes, Tensk and Lips, with big bellies, were sitting on chairs with great ceremony.

"Whatever they are, they're in no condition to fight. We'll have to consider returning it to nature."

"Eh! What are we going to do with them when they are such an important part of our force?

The silver-haired swordsman muttered, and the lively girl raised a puzzled voice.

The blue-haired boy with the inverted hair also folds his arms, and the group lets out an annoyed groan.

It was then.

"...... Why don't we just get a replacement monster to join us?"

Everyone turned in surprise.

"......Yes, we'll be the Monster Master."

Carver and Amos blushed sternly and somewhat bitterly offered their new jobs.

"What's going on?"

"You seemed so unenthusiastic."

Amidst the wondering friends, the two monsters with new life in their wombs look under the table.

"No, there ain't no deep reason for it. ......"

"I just thought it would be nice to have a different occupation once in a while. ......"

The two huge phalluses that had been carved with unforgettable pleasure were shaking their heads and looking for a new honey pot to settle in.