Alma finally woke up in the evening. First she asked for a drink, then, turning away from Zack, looked at herself for a long time between her legs and sighed. It seems that everything remained as it was.

- I warned you! - recalled the troll. - That health will not suffer, but the consequences will remain.

- So you talked about this? And what is this, in your opinion, does not apply to the concept of "health" !?

- Well yes. Damage is not. So health is all right.

- And what, I'm with such a hole forever stay!?

- Probably. - Gracchus, having satisfied his needs, was again calm and cool.

- But ... how am I now ... But now I’m not something with someone ... I can’t even seem to anyone ... - Alma said perplexedly.

- Come on? With trolls you can. They will now only be easier.

- Gad! Why did you not immediately say !?

Alma was furious. Zack sympathized with her. She, of course, probably suspected something like that, but she clearly did not expect such a scale. It is unexpected to find out that your sex life has ended forever ... You will not wish the enemy.

- I warned you! The troll began again. - Do you remember our conversation before?

Alma remembered and quieted down:

- And what should I do now?

- I understand, do not want to fuck the rest of life with trolls?

- Absolutely not going!

- Clear. There is actually a way out ...

- Well!?

- You see, we live in the mountains from time immemorial, and below, in the valley, about the same number of people live. Naturally, sometimes there are contacts between us. You know yourself, for example, the trolls who wandered around these mountains wandered down to the village, for example, to the village ... for example, what should be done to prevent this village from being smashed to dust at the slightest hint of insult? That's right, feed and give them women. And in the village there are no extra women, they are wives, their husbands are going to fuck for a long time. The question is how to be? But for this, local sorcerers live nearby, who from generation to generation pass on the secret of how to return the female organ to its normal size. So for many centuries there is complete mutual understanding. In the village, the headman keeps records - to whom today the trolls will appease. Trolls came - everyone got a woman whose turn came. It's good that for us you are all the same person, beauty is not essential. And then the husbands, fucked by women, are taken to the sorcerer, and the next day they get a normal, unstretched wife, as if nothing had happened.

“How far is the sorcerer?” Zack asked, guessing where everything was going.

- Yes, no, near almost. Day and a half to go. Well, maybe two.

- Let's go there! - Alma said emphatically.

The next day, the troll turned away from the previously planned path. Alma could already walk, although her gait had become strange, perevalalochku, on her legs apart, as if there is still something extremely thick and disturbing in the vagina.

- It will pass! The troll grinned. “Even if you do nothing, in a month you won’t guess what kind of hole she has there.”

Alma just sighed, remembering this hole, and Lori echoed her, apparently out of female solidarity. Zach was silent. Since yesterday, looking from start to finish at the mating of a human woman with a troll, he has been struggling with erection with varying success. Maybe some unknown to science fluids emanating from the fuckers were to blame - it was not for nothing that Grakh mentioned that trolls are semimagic. However, such subtleties of Zach were not interested. He could walk for hours after Alma, looking at the looming backside, and all this time a picture of the same buttocks appeared in his head, again and again, but naked, spread out because of the thick troll cock inside the body.Caught on the eyes of Lori immediately appeared in front of his mind laid out on the bed, with bulging puffy pubis, offering a vagina to everyone. All this was accompanied by persistent erection. Zack tried hard to think about something else, but in vain. Thoughts again and again returned to the same place from which he diligently led them away. When he was sent for water, he tried to get rid of them by masturbation, but despite the abundantly watered sperm the stone did not get any better.

In the evening, Gracchus found a small cave for the night:

- Go here, it is cold in the mountains at night. There is no wind here. And I would advise you to forget the prejudices and lie down together - it will be warmer.

So did. However, despite this, at night Zack woke up from the cold. Finding himself between two female bodies, he didn’t understand where he was when he woke up, but instantly realized that his left hand was on someone’s ass, and his right hand was crushed by someone’s body. With his left hand, he lightly, as if in a dream, squeezed a soft buttock, but the cold woke not only him. On the left, they twisted and his hand was roughly shoved, accompanied by a whisper:

- And that he dreams only?

The whisper belonged to Laurie. Zack also stirred, portraying a sudden awakening.

- Do not sleep? She asked immediately.

- Not. What are you doing?

- Coldly...

- Well, move closer, the warmer together.

Lori, after a brief reflection, leaned close, hugged him and snuggled. Zak also threw his hand over her, again putting his hand on his buttock.

- What are you doing? - she was indignant.

- I press you to make it warmer.

- And for another place can not be pressed?

- What do you dislike about this place? Is it really unpleasant?

- Well ... I do not know ... Indecently somehow ...

Zack squeezed the supple buttock:

- Lori, after everything that has happened to us lately, that we have learned about each other, are you still talking about propriety? And to watch how Grakh Alma gets was decent?

- Impudent! Okay, hold on. Hey hey Where are you pulling the skirt?

Zack climbed under the skirts and now crushed ass Laurie without unnecessary obstacles in the form of clothing.

- Well, are you allowed?

- Skirts put it down, it's cold!

- So, young people! - Lady Alma hissed on the right. - Stop your games, do not interfere with sleep!

Both were instantly silenced. Zach immediately pretended to be asleep, Lori still managed to pull her skirt up, driving his hand out from under her.

The next day was no better than the previous one. A narrow mountain trail, stones all around, a troll looming ahead, which is uneasy and snarling behind Lori. It was difficult for Alma to go, because thanks to her, the rest was often organized. Grakh somehow with a scent of scent each time for this chose a place with a canopy between rocks located at an angle or with a cave, which gave a little bit of comfort and protection from the cold wind. Having once again found such a place, instead of going into the cave together with everyone, as usual, he stayed at the entrance, listening to something and occasionally noisily drawing in air through his nose.

- What have you become there? Come to us! - Zak called.

- Wait a minute!

The troll still stood for a while:

- That's bad...

- What happened?

- They come here. Our.

- Right?

- Yes. I can smell it.

- Maybe in another place will be held?

- Hardly. The trail is one.

- Grakh, and if you say that we are with you? Maybe then we will not be touched?

- It depends on who gets caught. If my clan, then not touched. If not mine, but related - how lucky. And if the orthodox uporos - those who have one thing in mind - man is food. In short, hide.

When the entrance to the cave was obscured by two huge figures, Zack and Lori and Alma pressed into the wall in the far corner, trying to get into a small gap in three of them. Fortunately, the fire did not have time to make a fire, and this corner was sinking in the dark, in which it was hard even to see a troll. But in a prominent place stood Grakh, immediately distracting the attention of guests. The visitor barked something in his own language, Gracchus answered, and both of them came inside. Alma whispered translated:

- They said hello, asked for permission to enter - it is so accepted if the place is taken.

And so it is clear. Zack thought. He was more interested in what lay ... Read more →