Harvesting The Witch Queen - Chapter 23: Daybreak

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Here's a new HTWQ chapter for you as we are finishing the week.

Hoping you are going to enjoy it. 

Chapter 23: Daybreak

They saw light at the end of the tunnel. Finally. They out of there. They had made it without getting attacked by Araknar again or his followers.

There was only one little problem.

They had made it out of the cavern in one piece, but without September. She wasn’t here with them as they crawled out of the cavern. They couldn’t find her inside.

“How many weeks has it been since we were in there? We finally made it out,” April said while panting. She couldn’t walk anymore. She was too tired to do so by herself. Junk was the one who had to make her walk. She had one arm around his shoulders as he more or less carried out of this dungeon.

“April. I’m not even sure it has been a full day,” he told her.

“What? It felt like we were in there forever,” she replied.

“Not quite, but I get what you mean,” he nodded.

“Alright. Let me lay in the grass. I just want to lie down for a bit on something that is not rocky,” April begged him.

“No problem,” he delicately dropped her to the ground. In a square of perfectly green grass. He had her lie down on her back. April was still almost completely naked at this point, only wearing her high-heeled shoes and her gloves. The elvish young woman had been dirtied up a bit. She wasn’t the perfectly cleaned elvish doll that she used to be prior to entering the cave altogether. It was daytime. They came out of the cavern during the middle of the day and there was nowhere around. They could take a breather without having to fear to be bothered by anyone too much. The light and rays from the sun above their heads were surrounding the beautiful April with the brightest illumination. Her voluptuous, elvish shapes were being highlighted and showcased under the sun, giving the Minotaur a much, much better view at her and her body than it was the case in the cavern. She lied there in the warm grass, resting, recovering from this dungeon raid that felt much longer than it had truly been the case. At the end of the day, Junk didn’t mind too much that her clothes had been ripped apart, destroyed and lost in the cave. It offered him a hell of a show. The elvish girl felt asleep in the warm grass not too long after having been dropped and left there.

“April. Are you still with me or did you fell asleep?” She was truly asleep. She began snoring a bit. A good sign that she simply needed the rest. “I think I got my answer. I will be keeping the watch while you are resting. I won’t sleep or rest until I know that everything is okay and that we found September again…” Junk said as he was on the brink of falling apart. Collapsing. His eyes kept closing against his will. The Minotaur, who had barely been able to make it out of the dungeon, tired, deeply exhausted rather, and immensely thirsty, missing the precious mana milk from his boss, suddenly crashed on the ground next to her. He made a carnage of a series of loud noises when he collapsed and fell asleep next to his team-partner.

The metallic, clinking noises of his new armour could be heard for a few seconds after the fall. His eyes were shut. Completely now. The drastic amount of mana milk he was missing from his body was so colossal that he could no longer stand and be awake. Now, the both of them, Junk and April, were at the mercy of any enemies or predators that could be roaming around in this clearing at the entrance of the cavern. With The Witch Queen out of the picture, the team was fragile at best. Which was incredibly problematic. During the few minutes that the Minotaur was able to have to rest a bit, eerie sounds were heard all around them. Wild creatures screeching and communicating amongst one another. Something was going on in the clearing. The screeching of the unseen creatures was exactly what woke Junk up. After only three or four minutes of rest, he suddenly felt the urgent need to wake up and to remain with his eyes open again. He had to protect April. As much as possible. The Minotaur knelt in the grass right next to The Sleeping Beauty known as April. He looked at her. Seeing a such a gorgeous young woman, naked, at peace made him smile. However, it was not the only thing that it did for him. Inside of his armour, in the armoured codpiece region, something was happening. He was getting hard again. The first time since he woke up from this short rest.

“Ah, fuck, I need to come so bad,” he said to himself as he continued to look at her. One moment he was looking at her and her wondrous body, the other moment, he was staring at his throbbing Minotaur’s dick, forcing its way out of his armour between his legs.

I have to do something about this. And now, he thought. He continued staring more and more. He didn’t know if it was right to do something to her while she was sleeping and resting, because quite frankly, he knew there was absolutely nothing relaxing about a woman taking his cock. He preferred her to be able to take it easy and to fully recover for now before doing anything else and marching forward. He didn’t want to do something she was not okay with as well. Yet, he had to do something about his situation. Did that mean that he had to jerk off to her while she was asleep? Perhaps…

“You can do it,” Junk suddenly heard. She had just talked.

“What did you just say? Weren’t you asleep?” he asked her.

“I was. I woke up a few seconds ago. I can’t sleep again. I’m too distracted by the powerful smell of your cock and balls. And I know what you are thinking about right now,” she told him. Almost as if she had been watching him the entire time. Almost as if she had consciously been keeping tabs on him instead of trying to fall asleep earlier. She had bee snoring quite a bit. This took him by surprise.

“You know what, I’m thinking about?” he asked her.

“You are thinking about jerking off to calm your cock and your balls, don’t you? Calming your heavy balls,” she said, opening her eyes for the first time since she was dropped in the warm grass.

“How do you know?” which was a pretty useless question since he was there, with his cock inside of his right hand, stroking it off under the sun. Almost awkward. It was as if she had caught him.

“Your smell gets stronger every time you are at your limit.”

“My limit?” he lowered his head. Looked at his big cock.

“Yes. At your sexual limit.  Evacuating the dangerous cavern also took a serious toll on you, just as much as it was the case for me. It was pretty selfish of me to be lying down here and to try finding rest without emptying your balls first and calming you down.”

“You needed the rest more than anything else anyway. And honestly, I have no problem in masturbating while watching you and shooting my spunk all over you in your sleep. I just really feel like I need to empty my balls as soon as possible. They are aching almost.”

“It’s absolutely out of the question!” April said out loud, suddenly getting up, sitting in the warm grass instead of lying down on it. She wasn’t mad, but something was definitely happening behind her eyes. She had something in mind. “I won’t let you jerk off and waste your precious load. We haven’t come this far for you to miss a beat and to fail to impregnate me again!” April voiced her opinion.

“Come this far? It has literally just been a couple of days since our voyage began. Not even a week,” the Minotaur told her.

“That is beside the point! I won’t let you waste your semen! There!” the green-haired elvish young woman suddenly opened up her thick legs right in front of the walking beast. Revealed her naked pussy to him again. A glorious sight he never failed to enjoy seeing.

“Are you sure you are healthy and rested enough to take on my Minotaur’s lance?” he politely asked her, honestly curious.

“What do you think, Junk? I am always ready,” she told him.

“Well, then, you don’t have to ask me twice,” he said, smirking, slowly walking closer to the space between her legs and was just about to ram his cock inside of her before something quite alarming occurred‒all of a sudden, something began moving from the interior of her body. Where her womb was. There was something, a moving entity inside of her. The same thing that had happened to her before was happening again. April was pregnant again.

“What is this about?” April asked herself, feeling the movements in her womb. Not understanding what it meant at first. The Minotaur meant to stop his cock-assault when he noticed the internal movements as well. He was so hard for her that it was extremely difficult to fully stopped the machine, but he ultimately managed to do so.

“That’s right. It makes sense,” the beast said.

“That spider-vampire thing impregnated. I had completely forgotten about this. That is something that went over our heads.”

“What do you think we should do now?” he asked her.

“I don’t know. September is not here. Obviously. She would know what to do. Being impregnated by you is awesome, but the same thing happening to me with this nightmarish creature doesn’t sound or feel as interesting to me,” she admitted.

“What are you talking about? This is awesome. This is good news,” the Minotaur counterargument her completely.

“What do you mean? Why are you so excited by this?”

“You might not be pregnant because of me this time, but this is still good news regarding the big plan,” he told her.

“The big plan?” April remembered. It was making sense.

“The goal is to do whatever we can to increase the power of our Queen, September Autumn. More monsters mean more power. And now, that means we are going to obtain spider-vampires? This can only be great. I’m sure September is going to be happy about this. Well, as happy as she can be. If you know what I mean. And if we can find her at some point,” Junk explained to the elvish girl.

“...” she didn’t say anything at first.

“April. Why are you not saying anything.”

“You…” she finally began to say something and slowly moved her head up. Revealing her new facial expression to him. She was smiling. “... Are right! This is phenomenal! She is going to be so proud of us!” April finally felt positive and great regarding this.”

“She is going to be proud of you. Not, us. You! You’re the one who did this,” the bull corrected her.

“No. It’s us, who did this. Without you, I wouldn’t have been able to ever come out of the cavern,” she told him.

“Anyway, this is not important. Now, we  have one more reason to find September and reunite with her,” Junk said to her.

“Okay. So, where do we go to find her, then?” April asked.

“I think I have an idea,” the Minotaur answered her.

***

Another place.

A much darker  and colder place.

The witch was on her own.

Her footsteps could be heard.

Loud echoes.

The place was a crypt.

Her crypt.

September entered the only warm room of the crypt. The only room where she kept the souls of her captured monsters. All of them were here. The soul of the ugly bastard. The zombie fish. And the monster Junk and April bred.

“Mommy is home, my babies.”