Monsters Men and Magic

Each day was getting more frustrating than the last. Casey didn't like waiting around but that seemed to be all she was doing these days; waiting for Grant so the two could slip away, waiting for her father to send her on a hunt. Some of the other hunters had been sent off, Orlando and Philip had both left on separate ones just yesterday, and most of the hunters weren't even at the lodge. There was plenty of assignments, but her dad just refused to give her a chance.

Not only that but the mark had steadily been growing worse. Her runs were helping to delay it as far as she could tell, but one man wasn't enough for her. The pressure from it was seemingly making her dreams even more intense as well. Waking up soaking wet wouldn't be so bad if she had some means to properly take care of her needs, but the pink dildo she had could never scratch the same inch that the real thing could.

The only sign of relief was that after days of riding the same plastic cock day and night the package finally arrived. She had ordered the dildos a week ago, although it felt so much longer. Luckily it was a discreet package because she didn't need the dozen men she lived with to know what she had bought.

With the box in hand, she rushed up to her room and unpacked it. The instant the door was closed she was climbing into bed with the box. Casey spent a few moments admiring each of the toys in turn but ended up putting the werewolf cock to the side. She had already had the real thing, and while she'd be sure to make use of it the next time she woke up from a dream of being part of the pack, it was time for something new.

She took the next dildo, a bright green one that had an inhumanly thick head and grew even more bulbous as it traveled down. Thick veins covered the length of it and it all looked amazing to her. Casey laid back on her bed, bringing one hand down between her legs, rubbing against her already slick lips through her shorts. Her fingers played across her clit as she brought the head of the false cock to her lips. Before she could do anything more her phone buzzed from beside her. Casey was about to ignore it, but she saw the text was from Andrew and she smiled.

Still holding the green dildo she grabbed the phone and read the message. "Hey Casey, how's your day going?"

"Not great, but it's starting to look up," she replied.

A few moments later he responded. "That sucks, at least it's getting better though."

"Yeah. What about you?"

"Just bored, wanted to see how you were doing."

"Now that I've got a new toy things are looking up," she texted back with a smile, rubbing the green cock against her lips.

"New toy?" he texted back.

Instead of typing out a response, Casey brought her phone up and snapped a selfie of her lying back on her bed, her hair splayed out behind her and the tip of the large green cock resting against her lips. The instant she sent it she felt herself getting even more excited. Maybe she couldn't have a cock fucking her with Grant being busy, but at least she could have an audience.

"Oh my God," Andrew replied. She had sent him some pictures before, but mostly just of outfits, never something quite this explicitly sexual.

"Is that for the toy or me?" she teased. Casey prepared another picture for him. This time she pushed the head of the cock into her mouth, wrapping her lips around it.

"Both," Andrew texted. "I didn't think I'd ever get to see you like this, even if it is a toy."

Casey smiled around the thick head, swirling her tongue around it, inching it down the bulbous length. She sent him another picture of her doing it. "Jealous?" she teased. Casey slid the dildo further into her mouth, thrusting it along her tongue.

"A little," Andrew replied with a wink. "But I'm happy just to see you."

The next picture was of the length of the dildo disappearing into her mouth. Her spit coated the inhuman length. "This is what I looked like sucking your cock. There was more cum on my face though."

"I wish I had been able to see you then," Andrew responded and after a few moments, he sent another text. "When did you start working at the gloryhole?"

"Just that night," Casey answered. "Same as you, I was just passing through. If I hadn't been there though we would have met." Even as she typed out her reply she was steadily thrusting the green cock between her lips.

"Oh, I thought that might have been your job," he texted. "You were so good at it."

Casey laughed out loud as she replied. "Nah, I just like cock." She held the dildo in her mouth with just her lips and her hand moved down to her t-shirt and pulled it up over her heavy breasts. Her nipples were already stiff in excitement. After a quick picture of the uncovered mounds, she added on. "You never got to see my chest either. What do you think?"

A quick series of texts in one after the other "Wow! They're amazing. You're amazing. I had no idea they were so big." Andrew was clearly pleased with the sight.

"Oh? You really think so?" Casey squeezed her upper arms against her breasts, pushing them together and making them even more prominent, and took another picture.

Andrew didn't have any words for a full minute before he replied with a string of compliments. His words and his clear desire for her turned Casey on even more and she couldn't wait much longer. Her shorts were soaked at this point and the thin black material was damp with her arousal. It was lucky she was up in her room with the door locked and she had the new dildo in hand, otherwise, she would have marched downstairs and fucked the first hunter she saw.

With Andrew texting her, she resisted the urge and instead framed her phone down between her legs where her arousal was clear and her lips were evident against her shorts and sent him another photo. "Look how wet I am." Casey tugged her shorts down and then sent him a shot of her bare pussy, slick with arousal.

"Holy fuck," he was at a loss for any more words.

Casey couldn't wait any longer and she dragged the spit-covered dildo down her body and began running the thick head against her lips. The dildo was bigger than Grant and it only got thicker further down along it. She endured the teasing for as long as she could. Casey sent another picture of the head sliding against her and then another as it started to spread her lips and slip into her.

Andrew didn't respond, but Casey was pretty certain why. After all the teasing she had just put him through she would bet that just like she had the dildo in her hand he was working his own cock to what she sent him. As much as she would prefer he was here with her, it sent a thrill through her to know that she was the target of his fantasies even this far away.

The dildo was the second biggest cock she had ever taken, behind the werewolf's. She slowly worked it deeper into her body, moaning out as the strange new length entered her. The thickness of it made it a challenge to press the entire thing into her so instead Casey began to fuck herself with the first half of it. She managed to send Andrew one more picture of the dildo half embedded in her pussy, but then her phone slipped from her grasp.

Casey tried keeping quiet, but it was so difficult as the inhuman dildo filled her up. It felt so different than the pink one she had been using and she loved it. The new shape drove her wild and it was easy to imagine it belonging to some monster that was having its way with her. The image flashed through her head and she had to clamp a hand over her mouth to stop a moan from escaping.

She tried to picture the type of monster that would have such a cock. It was an impressive size so she had to assume it would be one of the larger creatures. Perhaps a hellhound or a dewbark. A dewbark seemed right for the size of it. She had never seen one of the creatures before, they might not even be real but they were said to be four-legged forest creatures that wondered the great woods. The color of the cock would at least match.

It was so easy for her to imagine being on her back beneath it, its weight bearing down on her and its cock plunging into her body. She raised her legs up into the air, bringing her knees closer to her head, taking the position she assumed it would take her in. Casey's breathing became heavier and she was forced to keep a hand tightly clamped over her mouth to muffle the moans escaping her. The bulbous slammed in and out of her pussy, each time pushing further into her and spreading her lips more.

Casey's body bucked up against her thrusting hand, meeting the cock even faster. The dewbark was struggling to fit entirely inside of her, but it wasn't going to give up. She worked the toy into herself even deeper. It wanted to feel every inch of her. Casey gasped as another inch of the swollen dildo pressed into her, and then another. With one more hard thrust the entire toy filled her up and Casey felt the best orgasm she had in days wash over her. She felt the dildo embed in her and her fingers slid up to desperately rub her clit.

Her body spasmed and twitched on her bed, the orgasm being drawn out even longer as her fingers worked against her. She imagined the dewbark pressing her down against the dirt, pinning her underneath. The creature would fill her up completely and then it would pump her full of its seed, pouring its forbidden load into her very being.

As her climax receded, Casey fell back against her bed, legs still up in the air. Her hand fell away from her mouth and slowly caught her breath. That had been even better than she had hoped. The dildo was still stuffing her pussy and she took a moment to send Andrew a picture of the entire thing inside of her before she slowly pulled it out with a moan. With it out of her she lay back on the bed completely, for once satisfied for a few minutes.

The mark seemed to have settled down slightly, at least a bit more than her usual dildo-derived orgasms. Maybe it was because of the intensity, Casey didn't know, but she wasn't going to complain at least she had a moment to relax. A few minutes later Andrew texted her back.

"That was amazing, Casey. I can't believe how hot you are, you're so beautiful. You look so good taking that cock. How did you fit it all?" Andrew's praise continued on and on. He had enjoyed it as much as she had. She was sure they would do this again soon.

The next few days were pretty good. Casey got to explore and experiment with her new toys, Andrew was more than happy with the pictures he was receiving, and her mornings with Grant had been fun. There was always work to do around the lodge, but Casey was more clear-minded about it now. A few other hunters came and went and there had even been a night where eight of them were all at the lodge at once.

The dinner they had was nice. With Casey's recent orgasms the charm wasn't weighing down on her as much and she was able to focus on their company instead of just imagining them fucking her. At the end of the night, Casey had asked her dad about being sent off on another hunt, but he said there wasn't anything the last few days. Casey was annoyed like always, but at least her dad wasn't the one stopping her. If there weren't hunts there weren't hunts.

She had shifted into a schedule of fucking Grant in the morning, doing housework, jogging, and then texting Andrew in the evening. Casey could always go for more sex, but it seemed like she had barely managed to find an equilibrium. Jordan, the trickster, still hadn't been any help though. She was starting to get annoyed with his lack of progress. At the start, she had been apologetic about the position he put her in, but the mark was more of a burden than she had thought it would be, and being at home made it difficult to satisfy, and that only grew harder.

"We need to talk," Grant murmured. Casey had been trimming some bushes back from the lodge and she brought Grant along with her. Needless to say, they had ignored the plants so far. Casey was bent forward with her hands on the brick of the building and her shorts tugged down just enough for Grant to fuck her.

"What about?" Casey answered softly. This close to the house they were in a risky spot, but that never stopped her. She let out a whimper as he entered her, but kept it low.

It was a few minutes before he spoke, either he was having trouble finding the correct words or his cock plunging into her body was a distraction. "I wanted to tell you yesterday, but it seemed like the wrong time," he continued. His hands gripped her hips tightly and his thumbs pressed in against the mark as he thrust into her.

"But now is?" Casey teased. She looked back at him and smiled. "What is it?"

"I'm going out on a hunt, today, I'm leaving in a few hours," he said offhandedly.

Casey's eyes lit up. "That's great. What's the target?" Some new information must have come in.

"Seems like just a couple of ghouls. Just a couple of bodies missing, graves dug up. Should be simple stuff."

She pulled forward off of his cock and squatted down in front of him. "That's perfect, I can go with you." Casey wrapped a hand around his cock which was slick with her own arousal and started stroking him. "I've been waiting on a hunt for what feels like weeks." She grinned up at him and leaned in closer, happily licking his cock. "And once we're on the road we won't need to be so subtle anymore."

Grant tensed as his entire cock pushed into her mouth. "That's actually what we need to talk about."

He paused as Casey quickly bobbed her head along his length, lathering it in her spit. It took him a few minutes to continue although Casey didn't know if he was struggling to find the right words or because she was sucking him off. As he remained silent she happily sucked him harder and harder. Her movements left him sloppy with her spit to the point that it was dripping off of him and down onto her top.

Instead of speaking, he let out a groan as she continued. Casey picked up her pace even more, eager to bring him to climax. She was finally going out on a hunt again. She pulled back off of him slightly, leaving his cock against her tongue as she quickly stroked his cock. Just as he was on the verge of cumming he spoke again.

"You can't come with me."

Thick ropes of cum shot out of his cock and landed on her face, coating her even as her expression turned from joy to anger. His dick twitched a few more times and painted her features. Her narrowed eyebrows in particular had been hit by a heavy string of his spunk.

"What do you mean?" Casey asked, looking up at him. "Why not?"

"I asked your father last night when he gave me the assignment if I could bring you along, he said no," Grant answered. "I'm really sorry, I know you wanted to go."

Casey's expression fell even further. When was her dad going to start trusting her finally? He had said there weren't any hunts. "Maybe lead with that next time," she scowled, standing back up and pulling her shorts on. "Did you at least vouch for me?"

"I did, I told him I could watch your back and nothing would happen. I said that it wouldn't be like you going out alone. I'd be there to protect you." Grant tucked his cock away as the two of them continued.

Behind the faceful of cum, Casey scowled in anger. "I don't need you to protect me. I don't need my dad trying to protect me. I wasn't in danger with the werewolf and I can hunt on my own." She jabbed a finger against Grant's chest. "Fuck you, and fuck my dad."

She stormed away from him and headed inside up to her room. Casey didn't even pause to clean Grant's cum off of her face as she headed upstairs passing some of the other hunters. They looked at her as she stomped by, but she didn't slow to talk to any of them. She didn't even care if they noticed her current state. Her dad had always been overly protective, but now he was overbearing. If he wouldn't assign her a hunt then she would do it without him.