The Naga realize they are out of time, and the very next day set out to assault the Draenei village. They attack midday, when most of the men are gone. It is swift and brutal, they pour from the sea while a secret force hidden deeper on the island pushes to close off any escape. The males are brought down under vicious strikes of Naga tridents. The women, most who are only wives can do little than scatter and panic as the Naga overrun their encampment.
The heat of the battle overcomes the Naga males and soon an orgy breaks out across the battlefield as the women are captured. Draenei of all shapes and colors, pinned to the ground, their garments torn from their bodies, kick and scream as the Naga claim them. The ribbed Naga double penis replaces the trident, and spears the hapless Draenei in both holes. Across the ruined village women shriek, their tails pulled high or their hooved legs spread in the air as the Naga have their way with them. Pinned against walls, or on the sand under the weight of the scaled beasts, thrusting and snarling as far as the eye could see.
Out in the shallows Orillia was pinned under the biggest male, who had coiled himself around her. He thrust into her as quickly and savagely as he could muster causing her to moan and cry in lust. She was brutally tossed about, forced under water, and thrown with the weight of the mating Naga. She struggled for breath and splashed a storm up. Among Naga, such mattings were shows of dominance. Many Draenei were dragged out into the shallows for the rollercoaster ride of Naga love.
Orillia was barely conscious when she noticed the reptilian penis within her swell with seed. Even as it sealed her fate she could not help but cry out in ecstasy as the semen flooded her womb, claiming it for the Naga forever. Around her all the women suffered the same fate, though none took it as well. The shallows began to turn white with scum as torrents of Naga sperm were poured into the helpless Draenei woman….
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Below the sea, time had little meaning. The captured women floated within enchanted air bubbles, semi-conscious between breeding and birth. The beautiful rainbow coral reef around them was barely noted by these breeding slaves, whose alien blue bellies had swollen again and again with Naga spawn.
Despite her small frame Orillia occupied one of the largest bubbles fully, thanks to her gravid cargo. She hung, her back stretched and arced, fully exposing her and the huge dome of white stomach flesh that crowded her bubble. Her belly rumbled and she stirred slightly as the Naga spawn birthed themselves. The first slid from her cunt partway, sniffing the open air. It opened its tiny reptile jaws and squealed.
The spawn fell from her easily now, and her belly began to shrink as the life vacated her, falling to the bottom of her bubble then wriggling out into the coral reef, properly swimming away. She felt eight in her this time, and she smiled slightly, but did not open her eyes. Hopefully the big alpha male would take her again. The Naga spawn squealed again as the made their exit. All life was sacred before the light.
