[Exclusive]A CHRISTMAS STORY (FE Edition)/English version (Pixiv Fanbox)

Merry Christmas to all. I think you have seen what I posted earlier today, and now I'm going to share the full resolution and little variations as a set with a small piece of story. Thank you for following me here on Fanbox exiled from Patreon, and keep on supporting.

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It was the Christmas Eve. Lyndis, Tharja, Camilla, Lucina and Ophelia were having a nice evening, chatting near the fireplace after a full day's shopping for food and gifts when the Bandits broke in. The assault had been well planned, the bandits making preparations for a week before. A young scout disguised as a door-to-door vendor had been watching them for couple of days and noticed they were usually fully unarmed during the evenings. Hence the assault was targeted carried out then, and that made it effective too. None of the Heroines got a chance to grab their weapons, despite some of them being the top fighters of their lands.

The bandits tied them up, then raped them with no hesitation. They stuffed the girls’ mouths, tore through their clothes, and pumped their cocks right into their soft, young vaginas. The pain was shocking, as no one used any grease except for a few who spat on their dicks. Their stinky dicks split the girls' pussies as if they were virgins - and two of them indeed were ones: Lucina and Ophelia. The haunting pain was like a burning drill that sunk to the deepest of their bodies, scratching their guts, and dragging out the juicy meat of their vaginas. Lucina and Ophelia cried and bled. The blood added a little moisture to the thrusts, but it came with a pain coming from their hearts. They could have never known that their first time would be having sex with a bunch of dirty bandits, bandits who forced themselves onto them, without any cuddling or with no one comforting them, the men treating them only as tools to take out their sex desires. The others - Lyn, Camilla and Tharja - might have had some sex experience before, but the rape was still a tremendously painful experience. No one could get wet like this, their pussies staying dry and shrinking all the time until the first batch of bandits shouted out their climaxes, ejecting their sperm straight into the girls' wombs.

There were about 10 of the bandits. They switched victims, and they did not only rape their pussies, but also the mouths and assholes - except the two virgin's whose anuses was too tight to penetrate. As fun as it was, the rape didn't last for too long. The bandit boss ordered everyone to be quick, because they hadn’t eaten much since the morning. Listening to his ominous words, the girls cried and begged for mercy. They tried to tell the bandits that there was food in the kitchen, plenty for all of them, but the bandits obviously had bigger plans.

The bandits somehow managed to find some metal cuffs, and used them to chain the three grownups on a long dinner table. Next, they took the two younger ones to the side and threatened to kill them with some weapons they had found in the arsenal. While Lucina just looked at them defiantly, Ophelia was already scared because of their capture, and the threat terrified her enough that she pissed herself. Dropping to her knees, she begged as the loads of semen the bandits gave her dripped across her ass and down to her thigh. In their kindness, the bandits told her they’d spare her if she offered her ass to them. Turning around, she held her butt towards them, hands at her cheeks as she spread it. However, as a man tried to force herself into her ass he failed, the girl’s sphincter just too tight to let him in because of how nervous she was and how badly her body hurt.

Pulling out and a bit disappointed, the man noticed the amount of semen already covering her thighs. “We came into the slut so much, she might have gotten pregnant by now! Let’s check if she did.” He commented, and another one was quick to get on it.

Geirskogul, Lucina’s lance with a huge, terrifying blade, was brought in front of the dumbstruck, innocent dark mage. Ophelia was so shocked that at the beginning she even couldn't understand what was happening. She only screamed a little while two guys were spreading her legs against the tip of the lance. She died instantly once the lance was cruelly stabbed into her body. The wound was just so wide and scary. The weapon had cut through Ophelia’s ass, and it was wide enough that it had opened her belly before leaving her body through her back. Her intestines fell from her open stomach onto the carpet, and her spine was partly exposed on her back. On the tip of the spear, surprisingly, was Ophelia's cute little womb. The spear had stretched it hard around it, but it didn’t break – and there was also some semen leaking from its torn entrance.

As brave a girl as Lucina was, that sight was enough to make even her snap. The death of Ophelia was so cruel and horrifying that it took away all her courage and senses. She begged them as hard as she could, offering to give up everything she had including her dignity. She promised she’d be a good girl if they spared her life. As these request fell on deaf ears, she clumsily climbed on top of a round table and tried to give the bandits a strip dance - but it only made them laugh at her small tits. Since she was so eager to get on it, the bandits forced her down on the table, getting her to lie down on her back. A really strong and ugly man approached her, disgusting her even more than the others did. His strength was enough to break into her asshole, and while he did, he also ordered her to give a handjob to a young man - who happened to be the scout who had been disguised as the vendor. Lucina cried while suffering through every humiliation, but she still moaned and screamed when the ugly guy finally got into her virgin anus. Still, she did what they asked of her… Maybe they’d spare her? Right at the moment she thought that, the bandit boss swung a sword onto her neck.

It was Falchion… her sword that would go dull whenever not held by someone of the bloodline of the Exalt. Because of that, the strike did not decapitate her. Still, she was badly hurt and terribly frightened - and that made her start squealing like an animal. The boss put the sword against her throat again, but this time starting to cut it like if he was using a handsaw. Lucina's scream soon turned so high that she didn't even sound like a living creature anymore. Still, the sound was so pleasant to the human skin, like the music of the demons. The cuts at her neck made her holes clench tight, giving a massage to the man raping her ass. As the sword reached her spine, she turned silent while peeing herself. Her blood squirted all over the floor as her body gave out the final spasms of her last resistance. Now the dull sword turned useless, so the boss just grabbed her hair and started to twist and pull until he tore her head off. When he succeeded, with a victorious smile he moved Lucina’s head onto his dick and started to jerk it down onto it. Her neck was poked through by a man's genitals till the tip came out of her mouth, her face twisted and her fear-filled eyes staring at the air, while all thoughts had already left her head.

Seeing Ophelia gutted by a lance and Lucina beheaded by her own dulled sword then fucked in the neck scared the other three victims as well. They cursed and swore, but when the other bandits approached them they also broke down, starting to cry and beg them. Lyn was brave enough to keep on cursing at them until her pussy had been touched by the Sol Katti - her own sword turned against her. In that final moment, she accepted everything. It was curious, to be killed by a group of bandits, just like her parents were. Perhaps it is fate? She was so scared, waiting silently for the penetration while her tension continued to climb. When she felt the iron enter her body, its cold touch clearly leaving a mark on her inner walls, a single teardrop fell off her cheek. The sword went deep, its blade slicing her vagina open and cutting her uterus in half. Continuing up, it cut through most of her intestines and through her stomach, ending up in one of her lungs. The wound was fatal, but not bad enough to make her die immediately. The cold feeling in her pussy soon turned into a burning pain, her wounded insides starting to bleed. The blood searched for an exit, until is all squirted out of her vagina like a gruesome fountain. Lyn was jealous that they did not use a spear to impale her instead, that way she would have died much faster. Or if they at least angled the sword propely, so that it stabbed her through the heart… But unfortunately for her these bandits knew just how to make her suffer the most - they were experts in torturing women. Still tied up - her legs behind her neck while her hands were below her back - the Lady of the Plains could do nothing now except coughing out blood that came from her impaled lung. She for death while forced to bear a sharp pain, pain that continued to grow and burn through her chest and belly. All she could do was to suffer, and suffer more, and suffer even more…

Tharja was from a desert place where brutal execution was more common than other places. She had witnessed decapitation and impalement before so she chose to face it bravely. What she didn’t expect is the thing they chose to kill her is the Geirskogul - the one with Ophelia’s dead body still hanging on the blade. The bandits obviously didn’t want to kill Tharja too fast. shoveled the thin tip into Tharja’s anus - with Ophelia’s dead body still hanging on the blade. The thin and long handle of the lance squeezed all the air inside Tharja’s lung burst out as her twisted scream. She heard Lyn’s painful groan, trying to remember every execution she witnessed long ago to calm herself down, but the pain was never a thing that could be cast away by imagination. It hurts at the anal entrance. It torn apart her semen-filled rectum. It was so painful. Tharja shakened, sworn, shouted, fought back with all her effort and might to stop that thing keep entering her body. but the chains bind her wrist and ankle together so firmly that she can only shake her fat ass and tits at that position, which only made her look more attractive and hilarious. A bandit approached her and jerked against her pretty face, and cum again to fill her mouth. Tharja weeped and screamed all the time while the man’s jerking till her throat starts to bleed. The lance’s handle broke one of her lung and entered her neck and crushed her vocal cord, and it turned Tharja’s death song into a mumbling hum. Blood rose upon her nose and floated out of her mouth all across her beautiful face. She struggled trying to have a little more air, but every time her body moved even a slightest bit, the heavy balance on the other end of the lance will poke her from inside and squash her organs into mash a little more. Tharja cried and prayed to the god quietly, with all the strength left in her sexy doomed body, she said, “Please...please let me die...please...”

Camilla is the last one and the strongest one left on the table. She kept kicking a guy who’s trying to spread her leg, and kept sworn to kill them all with the worst words in her dictionary to the bandits. Her boots were metal and it really hurt the guy, kicked him back onto the floor, and everyone laughed. The guy was obviously pissed off. He turned away to his own spear, then grabbed one of Camilla’s leg and started to impale her pussy with no hesitation. Camilla didn’t cry or shout but kept kicking with her free leg. She hated what happened to her friends and to herself, she hated the bandits in this house, she hated her helpless while watching her friends’ murder, she hated her powerless kick that couldn’t hurt her executioner...wait, what if she adjust the angle, and kick his face with her heel? That would at least destroy his eyes for a good revenge. But it was too late. When the spear broke out her womb and entered her intestine, the severe pain weakened her strength immediately, caused her attack wills disappear in the mixture of sadness and bitterness. Camilla moaned in pain for the first time that night, and every man in the room cheered for the breaking of the strongest woman. The pain climbed upon her belly, followed her spine upon the chest, then finally turned into a thick mouthful of warm blood burns in her mouth. The executioner pushed the spear ruthlessly, simply letting out his humiliation and anger upon poor Camilla’s mature meat. Camilla couldn’t keep calm any longer against the brutal wrath, her fat ass and back raised up from the table and fell back, shook her giant fat boobs like two puddings. Many men had enjoy these great boobs in her life - sucked and squeezed their dicks and left their sperm on it - and now it’s doing their last dance with nipples harden on its top. Camilla weirdly reached her climax from the pain, her wounded vagina began to suck the spear like it’s a male genital, and ejected a great amount of blood out as her love juice. The tip of the spear swiftly penetrated her mouth at the same time, with a little shred of her guts tangled on top of it. Camilla saw everything turning red in front of her eyes. She screamed for the last time, her muscles were all tensed at the final moment, then all her sounds and feelings lost into the darkness along with her life. She died in a strongest spasm all over her mature body, then kept still, lying on the table, with her cunt fully spreaded like a cheapest drunk whore after intercourse with her guest.

The bandits were satisfied to look at their deeds - Lyndis is still coughing blood but she will die in ten minutes. Tharja is not completely dead yet but her eyes had lost all colors. On the other side of her execution tool, Ophelia’s head was cut off to get fucked as a Onahole since her pussy and asshole were merged into one giant wound - perhaps she’ll be able to fit a troll already? Camilla with the spear impaled through from her pussy to mouth is ready for a full body BBQ, while Lucina is dedicating her last effort to having sex with three guys at the same time - the anal sex, throat fuck and head blow. The bandits were all hungry and exhausted, but it wouldn’t take long for them to have a real good Christmas dinner. Plus, all the girls will become their meat and Onahole for the next few days. They won’t turn bad in such a weather during the Christmas.

Now it’s all silent in the room except the burst of wood from the fireplace. It was Christmas Eve,and everything should remain silent during this night.

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