"Lunyra, the next time I get the brilliant idea to go to a plane with five suns in the middle of the freaking day, you stop me," Saheeli muttered to the spider Artifact resting on top of her head, it's spindly metallic legs nestled comfortably in her silky black hair.
"Beep."
"Good boy."
The Planeswalker continued to murmur to the hand sized artificial spider resting on her head as she walked through one of the few resistance camps dotting the surface of New Phyrexis, completely oblivious to the shocked stares and agape mouths of the rebels living there. They knew about Planeswalkers, of course, but who expected one to just appear in your headquarters? She was nearly out of the camp itself by the time one of them got past the initial shock and moved to confront her.
"You there, stop!" The young man who moved in front of her was surprisingly muscular given his squalid living conditions, his spiky hair made of the same cruel looking black iron that covered his forearms. She did as he asked, her polite smile masking her exasperation. Lunyra, who did not share her compunctions for niceties, beeped at him in a decidedly annoyed tone. Neither of them were especially keen on having to stand in the blistering heat for any longer than necessary.
"Yes?"
"You a Planeswalker then?"
"Obviously."
The man grunted. "Figured. You don't exactly have the look of a Vulshok. Look, I can't just let you go out there. It's way too dangerous. The place is crawling with all kinds of things that would kill you as soon as they look at you."
"Oh, wonderful! That's just what I'm looking for! Thanks for the tip." She fondly patted the dumbfounded man on the shoulder, then moved past him and out of the camp before he could say another word.
"Beep," Lunyra called out to him smugly.
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Saheeli walked down a long road between two towering, twisting skyscrapers, her only companion the oppressive heat bearing down on her from the five multicoloured suns. Lunyra she'd sent to scout ahead, looking for any items of interest. She eagerly looked around with a curiosity not even the heat could smother. Everywhere she looked was technology of a new and interesting variety. Even the very ground beneath her feet bore the look of an Artifact she did not yet understand. She wandered off the main road, down into an alley between massive buildings and sighed with relief at the coolness the shade brought. Her only warning was the sound of a foot crushing stone. She just barely had time to turn around and face it when the first strike came, grabbing hold of her neck with long metal talons and slamming her down to the ground. The wind knocked out of her, she looked up at the monstrous forms of her assailant, or rather assailants.
The one still pinning her to the ground was quickly joined by four others, all standing above her and leering down at her pitiful gasping. They were all identical: there skin, if you could call it that, was as pale as bone, and was shattered or fragmented all over, exposing the hard metal underneath. One hand was humanoid with claws, the other skipped the middleman and was just a massive blade jutting out of it's wrist. The head was that of an enormous cat's skull, with tangles of pitch-black cords draping down the back in a crude facsimile of hair. None of that was what interested Saheeli the most. She had been in her fair share of scraps, and while these things were certainly dangerous, she was sure she could take them on if need be. The thing that gave her pause, that made her eyes go wide and her mouth drop, was what was between their legs. Each one of them sported an enormous cock, 9 inches long and thicker than any man she'd ever been with, along with large, hefty balls.
It had been an awfully long time since she'd had a good screw. I deserve to have some fun every now and then, don't I? After all, who would ever even find out?
She licked her lips, and before she could change her mind, she resumed her struggling; shaking and squirming in a way that made her large tits bounce enticingly. Two more reached down and pinned her arms and legs, the fourth placed it's foot on her head and forced it sideways, roughly shoving her face into the ground. Completely immobile, she watched as the last one used it's blade arm to slice her dress off her body, the point tracing across her toned body but never cutting it as it went through the fabric. Taking hold of the ruined dress, it ripped it off her, exposing her gorgeous brown body to all who wished to see.
Saheeli bit down on her lip, eyes going glassy. Fuck this is hot, she thought. She'd always loved rough, rapey sex, but none of the guys she'd been with had ever been comfortable with it. Finally, she was able to live out her fantasy.
They stood there, simply ogling her for a long minute. Their eyes devouring the sight of her massive, perfectly shaped tits, her flat, well toned stomach, her wide hips and thick thighs. The one standing on her face stepped back, as did all the rest. In her mind, she labeled them 1 to 5, 1 being the leader who'd made the first strike. She had only a second to breathe properly for the first time in minutes before 1 flipped her onto her stomach and grabbed her hands, pinning them behind her and up against her shoulder blades. Reaching behind its head, 3 pulled a cord free, and with adroit she didn't expect from a onehanded being, tied her wrists together so tightly she winced. All this while the others firmly groped her soft round ass, squeezing and slapping and spreading the cheeks apart to get a view of her delicious holes, one of which was getting wetter by the second.
Pulling her up by her wrists, they forced her to stand tall, arching her back in a vain attempt to escape the discomfort and inadvertently showing off her perfect breasts even more. 2 firmly grasped her face, holding her still as they tied a blindfold over her eyes, trapping her in a world of darkness and lust. It was all Saheeli could do to stop herself from grinning in anticipation.
Then the real fun began.
She was dropped to her knees, where her face was immediately shoved against a hot, throbbing cock. Her mouth salivated as the hand holding her head rubbed her face against it, delighted in feeling like such a dirty whore. But to her dismay, the cock smelled of nothing. In her fantasies, the cocks had always smelled of pheromones and sex. Well, nothing a bit of Artificer magic couldn't fix. With a discreet flick of her finger, she subtly reconfigured the Phyrexians so that they were constantly emitting the strongest pheromones she could imagine. When the hand pressed her head down to its balls to humiliate her, she took a deep inhale and the musk and raw sexual energy flooded her brain, making her brain melt and her eyes roll back in her head.
The hand grabbed her silky raven locks, now completely disheveled, and brought her up to the tip of its cock, pressing the head against her full lips to try and force her to suck it. It didn't have to try very hard. She opened her lips, and with one thrust he forced more than six inches down her throat. It was so thick you could see the bulge in her throat. She gagged viciously, throat spasming and spitting up all over the cock and her chin, But it paid no heed to her struggles. It forced another inch, then another, stretching out her tight throat with relentless determination. Saheeli reflexively brought her hands up to its thighs to make it stop, but it was half-hearted at best. They both knew she wanted this. So she took hold of the back of its thighs and forced herself to take the last inch. She felt a perverse sense of pride at that. Hand still on her head, it held her there; nose pressed against its pelvis, her mouth and throat bulging obscenely, utterly helpless as the others decided to join in on the fun.
Two hands grabbed her tits and groped them harshly, squeezing and teasing as roughly as they pleased. Their talons circled her dark nipples until they were hard as diamonds and goosebumps erupted all over her body, then pinched them, pulled them and toyed with them until she was moaning around the big cock that was still crammed in her throat.
The one in her throat was no longer content with simply enjoying the deepthroat. It pulled back it's hips until only the head was in her mouth, then thrust the entire length back in. Then again, and again. Saheeli couldn't help but make grotesque gagging sounds as her mouth was used like a flesh toy, and she loved every second of it.
Two more reached down and aggressively groped her ass once more, squeezing and pinching it to hear her cute little squeals get muffled by dick. Not satisfied by what they could do from this angle, they forced her to stand up while still throating a cock, forcing her into an L shape with her legs spread wide, her bubble butt out and her tight holes on full display. A sharp slap came down on her right ass cheek, making it jiggle and leaving a bright red handprint burning against the brown skin. Not even a second after, a similar strike came down on her left with similar results.