Warhammer

Ai'er complained in his heart, this is too weird, Khorne does exist, but what on earth is the Blood Mother?

Kane has a sex change?

"Blood Mother has granted me grace. I offer victory and glory to her, and she will grant me more power. I pray to Blood Mother for the last time..."

The woman paused. She lifted Al down from her back and put him beside her legs. Two figures, one big and one small, stood together. He tilted his head to look at the woman, but his view was blocked by the pair of breasts. He had to quietly move a few steps to the right.

"I prayed to the Blood Mother to grant me a child."

The woman-horse said as she pulled Al, who had walked away, back to her side and pressed him against her thigh.

"?"

Al doesn't understand, so this is related to...

"!"

He suddenly had an idea and thought of a possibility.

The woman lowered her head and looked down at the boy who was trembling a little.

In a strange tone, as if she was talking to herself, but also as if she was telling him something, she continued:

"Actually, what I want is a husband, but I have never seen anyone who can defeat me. There was a human knight from the north who was very strong, but his mount was not good. When I was about to behead him, the Blood Mother asked me to let him go, so I did."

"Also, many of the talented people are too old, and I don't like them."

"Finally, I decided to pray to the Blood Mother and ask her to give me a child of my own. I will raise him. Even if he is not strong, I can still accept it. I will marry him when the time is right."

El felt cold all over when he pressed against the horse girl's warm skin.

"The Blood Mother rejected my prayer."

Al breathed a sigh of relief, but the woman's next words soon shattered his fantasy.

"But she said her child was about to be born. As my mission and reward, I could personally take charge of raising the child and consider becoming the wife of His Son in the future."

Al was stunned as if he was petrified, and was grabbed by the woman's scruff and held in front of her, eye to eye and nose to nose.

The fiery red eyes revealed complex emotions, and the woman seemed a little shy.

"Originally, I thought that the Blood Mother's Son might be very strong or violent, and I might not like him. But if you are just a slightly strange person, but very young and..." She blushed, and seemed not very good at complimenting others, "cute. Anyway, if that's the case, I don't hate you... I like you."

"You have no father, and that woman can't raise you, so from now on, I will be your half mother and... your future wife."

The female horse now looked nothing like the brutal champion warrior wielding a war hammer. She was like a shy horse girl, but she also made an unquestionable claim to her own pasture.

El unconsciously hugged the woman's thigh, expressionless, and before his eyes flashed "The Horseman of the End of the Tokugawa shogunate", "The Copper Horse Girl", and "The Monster Girl Picture Book"

......

and many more!

My heart is moved!

Al, who had begun to suspect that he was not in Warhammer but in some Monster Girl RPG, was in a daze and didn't know how Alina put him on her back again and slowly hurried back to the tribe.

After pouring out her heart, the woman horse seemed to be in great spirits. She often took Al across the stream and through the woods, and even picked some fruits for him to fill his stomach.

Although he finally had the "mother-son" relationship he had always longed for, Al was not as happy as he had imagined. It seemed that this relationship was too weird, whether it was the speed of birth or the two parties in the relationship. The other party who played the role of "mother"... also had two extra legs.

[How about the gift, my child? ]

A charming voice, as if a thousand beautiful women, each with their own unique style, were talking to you one by one in your ear at the same time, rang in Al's mind, giving him a sudden start.

Even the area under his crotch showed a terrible reaction again!

Al immediately realized where he had heard this voice before.

【Remember, only your mother can give you the most】

Chapter 12: Breastfeeding

Al has now developed a certain immunity to the things like divine revelations that he always encounters.

But this voice is different. It seems to be able to evoke people's deepest desires, ignite them into a raging fire of desire, and then stop abruptly at the most critical moment without extinguishing the flames, forcing people to beg her constantly.

"who are you?"

Having four self-proclaimed and biological moms in one day is too much.

This is not something that a child like Al can grasp.

Centaur girl, centaur girl, now she has really become a horse girl, and he doesn’t know what to do.

[Enjoy your mother's gift, you will be grateful to me and it will belong to me in the end]

The female voice giggled, left some suggestive words, and disappeared.

However, Al felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was. He could only be taken back to the tribe by the centaur girl with trepidation.

Her mood seemed to improve all of a sudden, and she ran much more steadily while carrying Al. At least Al didn't feel dizzy anymore. Soon after returning to the tribe, he found that there was a surprise waiting for him.

Several sheep girls hugged each other and were squatting in the open space outside the cave, shivering.

Two fury-horned beasts were watching over them.

"What is this?"

The woman horse carried him over and casually tapped the head of one of the sheep girls. The latter stood up with fear and obedience, walked aside and waited. From a human aesthetic point of view, this sheep girl's upper body was no different from that of a human female, except for the horns and ears, hooves on her feet and white features on her legs.

Al didn't understand what was going on, and was carried by Alina to the sheep girl and put down.

The sheep girl's cheeks flushed, and she obediently took off the clothes on her upper body, which were not sure whether they were made of cloth or plants.

"!"

Al looked shocked and turned back to look at the woman horse.

The centaur girl looked encouraging and pushed him into the arms of the goat girl.

"Eat."

Al bumped into something soft and warm, with a hard bump on it. It was the first time he had ever been so intimate with a female stranger (not counting being chased), and his face instantly turned red, and he backed away repeatedly.

"are you not hungry?"

Seeing his violent reaction, the centaur girl was confused and even a little anxious.

"Don't you want to drink hers?"

It’s not a question of whether you want to or not.

She thought about it and said worriedly, "I probably don't have any milk now, but you can try if you want." As she said that, she was about to untie the cloth wrapped around her chest with her hands behind her back.

"No! Not! Me!"

Al was panicked, and Alina couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so she simply pulled the other sheep girls over and lined them up in front of Al to signal him.

"Whose do you want?"

The sheep girls in front of him looked at El shyly or gently, and seemed not to mind being picked like women and horses. In the beastmen's concept, it was just a matter of drinking milk. Even if El didn't drink it, they would squeeze out the milk when they produced it and make it into cheese or preserve it in other ways.

It’s just that apart from breastfeeding her own child, she won’t let others suck her breasts directly.

"Don't you like this?"

Alina was confused. In her impression, it was natural for cubs to breastfeed.

"I used to drink the milk of the goat-man. It was the sweetest and better than that of the centaur."

She seemed to be worried that Al was afraid to try, so she simply picked up a sheep girl and put her face close to it.

Al was stunned.

Gulu gulu...

"very good."

The centaur girl put the blushing and bewildered sheep girl down, wiped the milk stains from the corners of her mouth, and gave feedback to Al very seriously.

"Really not going to try?"

Al looked at the pair of white breasts and the nipples that were left with a layer of smooth saliva after being sucked by the centaur girl, and a lewd silk thread hanging in the air. He lowered his head in shame.

"Or do you want to eat that woman?"

The centaur simply turned around and walked towards Celestine, and Al quickly grabbed the centaur's hind legs and pulled hard.

"No! I, I just ate! Yes, I was full!"

Al thought of the fruits he had eaten on the way back, and his stomach rumbled. He was indeed very hungry. At such a close distance, the sound naturally could not escape Alina's ears.

The horse girl's ears twitched, and she was a little angry. She hugged Al into her arms, put her hands through his armpits, and slightly bent her front legs so that the boy could half sit and half stand.

"Each of you come and feed him once."

Al couldn't struggle and could only watch as the sheep girl who had been tasted by Alina walked over with her bare chest, shyly stood on tiptoe, and put her nipple into the boy's mouth.

Several other sheep girls also came over one after another.

Al's passive resistance was never able to resist the temptation. He started by sucking a little bit at first, like a mouse stealing food; then he slowly let go, closing his eyes, as if he was only holding a pair of pacifiers.

Sweet, with a slight fishy smell, and with the heat of the sheep girl's body, the liquid flowing out of her body completely occupied the boy's mouth, went down the esophagus into the stomach, and filled his hungry and thirsty body. Al slowly exerted his strength and began to suck attentively, but the comfort did not last long. The sheep girl suddenly touched the boy's chin gently. He opened his eyes without knowing why, and what came into his eyes was the sheep girl's pretty and red face.

She pointed to the other side of her chest, and the boy understood and immediately opened his mouth.

A feeling of loss and hunger instantly surged up in him, but soon, another warm pear was brought to his mouth.

He continued to eat hard, and this time he did not close his eyes to deceive himself. Al looked at the sheep girl, who was very shy and did not dare to look him in the eye. She moved her eyes downwards, preferring to look at the place where the boy was in contact with her rather than looking directly into his eyes.

Soon this one could not suck anything out, but the hunger in his stomach and all over his body was still pestering him. Al reluctantly opened his mouth and looked at the next one with eager eyes.

Then another sheep girl came up, replaced the first sheep girl, and quickly blocked Al's mouth.

This sheep girl was more outgoing than the first one. She did not avoid making eye contact with Al. She was also taller and had a gentle expression. She looked at Al lovingly, as if she was feeding her own child.

......

"Hiccup~"

Feeling barely 60% full, he spit out the last sheep girl's breast, which was covered with Al's saliva and sucking marks.

hungry!

Where is the new body!

He looked up and saw that the goat girls had all tidied themselves up and were standing in a row respectfully, waiting for the centaur girl's orders.

It can be seen that Alina has a high say in the tribe, both in terms of prestige and terror. Although she was a little cruel in the past, that was only against the enemies (excluding a certain Centaur chief). After returning, she mixed in with Zaken. Strictly speaking, she is still a lone wolf, but she has to pay attention to Celestine's situation so she runs there frequently.

After being beaten by Alina, Zaken was very obedient because he had to wait for the grace of God. The powerful tribes and individuals such as the Tauren, the Wolf Pack and the Shepherd Shaman did not care, but the weaker ones, such as the Rabbit Man and the Sheep Man, were grateful to Alina for beating Zaken. However, this emotion was not dared to be expressed normally, whether it was because of Zaken or the Centaur Girl herself.

"Isn't it enough?"

The centaur girl understood Al's desire and rubbed her head.

"Then go get something to eat."

The woman horse was carrying Al, and in front of them was a group of sheep women walking towards another gathering point. Al was riding on their backs and licking his lips from time to time.

The distance was not far, about half an hour's journey, and the shepherd shamans did not want to completely split the tribe. Perhaps this was related to their stubborn harmony with nature, so they moved a large part of the population to another place with water based on public opinion and for safety reasons.

Those who stayed in the original place were either followers of Zaken or believers of the Shepherd God. When the power of chaos was not in effect, they could monitor Zaken's spread of corruption.

The first thing you encounter on the road is the legendary one.

Minotaur.

Chapter Thirteen: Isn’t this the right moment for your end?

Tauren

Not some mortal individual, group, behavior, or deed.

They once had a terrifying name.

Minotaur.

Go up to the throne of Khorne and beat the ashes; go down to the mortal world and stop the crying of children.

The ogres among the beastmen, and the beastmen among the ogres, were once believed to be the descendants of the second brother Gomao because of their excessive desire for destruction.

They are crazy and don't care about their lives when fighting. Among them, the mutated four-armed bull-headed giant is a ferocious glutton that crushes the enemies while devouring their flesh and blood.