Witch Margaret

Margaret F. Rhodes, the "Lord of Purgatory," is forty-four years old, married with two children. She stands 1.52 meters tall and weighs 55 kilograms, with striking short, fiery red hair that curls upwards like hooks. Though short, she has a voluptuous figure and doesn't wear underwear, usually only a purple bodysuit that enhances her magical power. Her full, protruding belly and severely sagging E-cup breasts are clearly visible, highlighting her purple curves. Thirty years ago, she won the kingdom's beauty pageant, and even now, in her middle age, her beauty remains captivating. Unfortunately, her figure isn't as slender as it once was; simply walking under the blazing sun leaves her bodysuit soaked in patches, especially her tightly wrapped armpits, which become sticky and smelly. Despite this, she remains one of the kingdom's top mages. Besides actively trying to conceive a third child every night with her bald, fellow mage husband, her only pleasure is taking on quests to earn money and pay off her husband's debts. "So, you're the targets for this extermination? Pfft! Hahaha! Just a low-level band of mountain bandits, yet you're classified as an S-rank mission! What a steal... Pfft!" As Margaret leisurely gathered her magic, a giant suddenly rushed out from the bandit group, ignoring the protective barrier. He punched her so hard she was dizzy before she could react, then delivered a full-force blow to her protruding belly. The powerful shockwave impacted her uterus, which was carefully protecting the fertilized egg. In her dazed state, Margaret reflexively opened her eyes, her two wet nipples quickly erecting through her tight-fitting clothes, thick milk gushing through the fabric; her large, clitoris, the size of a little finger, also became erect, and pale golden urine dripped from between her legs. Before she was shoved to the ground by the giant and suffocated by his filthy, smelly, and unwashed crotch, breast milk and urine continued to flow through her tight-fitting clothes. "Ugh... Where is this... Ah! It's you! You bastard, I'll never let you get away with this! Take this Flame Burst... Huh? Why... I'm out of magic? Wait... Don't come any closer! Ugh! Ptooey! Ptooey!" Margaret, waking up inside the mountain stronghold, first saw the giant man who had ambushed her from above. However, she couldn't unleash her ultimate attack, powerful enough to roast a grown man alive. It turned out her magic-boosting bodysuit was ripped to shreds. Having lost the initiative, Margaret was brutally beaten by the giant man who straddled her breasts. Her already crooked nose was now completely sunken, blood gushing from her nose. Her left incisor, right canine, and molar broke off. Unable to withstand such brutality, her body instinctively gushed out breast milk, causing her to lose control of her bladder and bowels. When the giant finally released Margaret, whose face was bruised and swollen, the gurgling sounds of excrement still emanated from beneath her buttocks, and a foul-smelling, soft mass quickly swelled up on her buttocks beneath her tight-fitting clothes. "No...don't hit me anymore...please...please...ooh! Ugh! No...don't come in!" Even though the beating had stopped for some time, the physically and mentally traumatized Margaret was still breastfeeding and pleading in her sleep. The bandits, seeing the woman's nipples and clitoris erect and her breast milk flowing endlessly, were filled with lust. In her dazed state, Margaret felt something familiar pressing against her twisted, everted, dark labia, then sliding into her full, swollen pink flesh, and she instantly stared wide-eyed, begging the other to stop. No matter how powerful a mage is, if they can't use magic, they can't stop a filthy, unwashed penis from penetrating her genitals with just their mouths. "Waaah...! Husband... save me...! Husband... um... um... oh oh...!" Margaret was both fiercely loyal to her marriage and possessed a promiscuous nature that required her to drain her husband dry once she was in heat. Her body, craving a third child but unsure if she was pregnant, was in this state of heat. Even though she initially resisted other men's penises entering her, when they squeezed her large breasts that were gushing breast milk and vigorously fucked her lustful flesh, Margaret, under the influence of her nature, still squinted her eyes in pleasure and let out increasingly longer and longer moans. "Ooh...! Ooh...! No, no... you can't... Waaah, waaah! Waaah oh oh oh!" The first penis's thrusts elicited a lewd moan, tinged with a hint of weakness. But by the time the tenth penis entered her warm, slippery vagina, Margaret's swollen eyes had turned into tearful hearts—her body willingly accepted the penetration, her womb craved sperm to impregnate her, yet her heart was filled with remorse for her beloved husband. These words of remorse, finally escaping her dry throat, all became obscene moans. "Sperm...! Sperm...! Oh ... She thus succumbed to the daily cycle of gang rape, spending her days in filth and stench with this band of fifty mountain bandits. "Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp... um! um ooh! ooh... ooh vomit! vomit... vomit... vomit...!" As Margaret's already ample belly visibly bulged, she continued to serve as one of the bandit's sex toys, pleasing some men who were infatuated with voluptuous mature women. Another group of men, indifferent to her, no longer violated her as they had when she was new; they merely used her as a toilet. The penises shoved into her mouth weren't for ejaculation, but simply for urinating; the filthy, dark anuses pressed against her lips weren't for her tongue's skill, but to excrete feces into her mouth. Even so, as Margaret swallowed men's foul urine and sucked on bitter and spicy excrement, her damp armpits still emitted a strong, excited odor, and her drooping breasts erected small, dark nipples, dripping pure white milk onto the filthy, smelly bed made of weeds. As the fetus in her womb grew larger, Margaret, accustomed to being kept by random penises, gradually regained her senses. However, having served men in the stronghold for half a year, she was now easily aroused not only by genitals but also by the pervasive stench of semen, sweat, and excrement that filled the entire stronghold. In this arduous state, Margaret ultimately defeated most of the bandits with overwhelming superior strength, and the other two half-crippled women in the stronghold, who had been used as sex slaves, were freed by her fire magic. However, her long period of depravity had made her forget how she had been defeated—the giant's sudden iron fist had once again knocked down Margaret, who had finally managed to step out of the mountain stronghold and breathe fresh air. In her dazed state, he brutally beat her until she miscarried, and finally dragged this unconscious, excrement-smelling sex doll back into the corpse-strewn stronghold. "Ugh...! Ugh...!" When Margaret awoke again, her limbs had been severed by the giant, the clean cuts wrapped in blood-soaked bandages. She was like a broken doll, only her head and body remaining connected. Her armpit and pubic hair had been shaved clean, but even with her armpits fully exposed, they were still easily damp and emitted a foul odor. The six months of gang rape had also made her vagina equally sensitive; a gentle touch to her two crooked, dark labia would cause her body to writhe like worms, and her genitals, no longer able to be clenched, would soon leak thick, sticky fluid. Margaret was devastated, but because her lips had been cut off and fitted with a makeshift zipper, she couldn't scream. Only when the giant raped her or force-fed her food and water would she be temporarily allowed to let out lewd howls and swallow food. A desperate journey began. After the bandit gang collapsed, the giant took the now immobile Margaret away from the stronghold. Along the way, she had only two tasks: to serve as the giant's masturbation aid and to be used by paying travelers when they ran out of money. Margaret's vagina, already thoroughly developed from the gang rapes, was further penetrated during her journey, becoming so large that it could easily accommodate a man's fist. Furthermore, her anus was so loose that it would prolapse with a sneeze; it wouldn't be suitable for humans, but for a pig-bodied person with exceptionally developed sexual organs, it was a rare and exquisite find. The giant, tired of Margaret, left her in the pig-men's lair. Her mature, voluptuous flesh and prolapsed anus briefly became a hot topic of discussion among the pig-men—she was a lowly human, yet a sex toy capable of satisfying the great pig-men, and supposedly once a powerful magician in the human world! Years later, Maya, the eldest daughter of the Rhodes family, and Theresa, the second daughter, both became promising young magicians, encouraged by their father...Li Xia embarks on a journey to reclaim her mother. However, just as their mother is unexpectedly defeated by bandits, the two daughters' magical artifacts also fail at crucial moments, and they are defeated one after another by low-level pig-bodied men. Their hands and feet are cut off and sold to the black market, while the two sisters are taken to a sex slave shop to reunite with their mother. By this time, Margaret is no longer welcome and has become a male sex slave, used to drink urine and eat excrement. Maya and Theresa, on the other hand, serve as sex slaves while cleaning the foul-smelling filth excreted from their mother's disgusting genitals with their mouths. The three women have thus become cheap playthings for the pig-bodied men.

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