A commission for Aliapoh



The thing about deserts were that they were scorching during the day, freezing in the night. That, and sand got everywhere. Sahja emptied her boot of a fine shower of yellowed grains. She could feel it in between her leather armour and shirt, like … well, sandpaper. Gods it was an awful feeling.

Yesterday it had been scorpion in her bedroll, which she’d had to spike with one of her daggers. Today it was sand working its way upwards between her buttocks. Every day seemed to bring some new torture to her.

What she wouldn’t give for a long cool shower back at the last tavern they’d stayed at, and a tankard full of frosty beer. It had been a whole month since they’d visited that inn. A month of dry rations, dried meat and hard tack biscuit. small conservative mouthfuls of water doled out daily.

Guarding a merchant caravan wasn’t the most exciting work for a team of adventurers, but it certainly was lucrative. Shame it wasn’t more comfortable, sahja thought as she became certain that sand had managed to find its way into her vagina too. Fuck the desert.

Saanvi raised her hand in the position to halt, bringing the caravan to a full stop. Something had clearly caught her attention.

These lands, in addition to being dry and inhospitable, were also the home of many monsters that preyed on travellers. From the giant sandworms, to the feared landsharks , and antlions that burrowed through the dunes to snack on the unwary.

Sahja tensed up, waiting for an attack… but when none came, she stared instead at where her leader was pointing with a beaming smile. Her eyes followed the outstretched finger and came to rest on a tree lined oasis surrounded by sand dunes the size of dragons.

Sahja smacked her lips at the sight of it all. The thought of having more water to drink than the meagre portion she got daily was irresistible.
A wide grin spread across her face. Maybe there are even fish somewhere in there? A catgirl can dream can’t she?


Saanvi kicked the wagon that was carrying Aisha and Fiona, who were sleeping under the covered shade, waiting for their night watch for guard duty.

“Get up.. there's a lake ahead...we’ll need you to load up our water barrels” Saanvi yelled loudly.

Fiona moaned as she rose from under her bedroll. “Alright, alright, i’m up”

Aisha just yawned and stretched, too tired to complain, but not exhausted enough to fall back asleep.

The caravan turned slowly towards their new destination, and a matter of hours later the camels pulled up at the shore of a beautiful desert lake, crystal blue.

Sahja started to strip naked, pulling off her shoes, armour, shirt and pants. That lake looked super inviting, and she wasn’t going to give up such a glorious opportunity to bathe all of the sand away. Using all of her dexterity, she slid off her underwear at a trot, revealing her smooth white skin. Her perky nipples stood erect atop the fantastically shaped swell of her breasts. They jiggled comfortably as she stepped up to a sprint and dove headfirst into the blissful relief of the cool blue-green waters.

Sahja glistened as she broke the surface of the freshwater, her medium length raven hair sodden covered her face. She grinned like a madwoman.
“Come on in, the water is fine.” she giggled, unusually happy for a cat taking a bath.
“I didn’t think you went in for that kind of thing Sahja… weren’t you allergic to water” teased Fiona.
“Just the soap part” added Saanvi.
“Haha, you two, very funny, now get your fine asses in with me. We’ve worked hard, isn't it time to play a little?” Sahja beckoned.

Aisha looked over with her face stony and impassive. “It would be nice to take a proper bath for the first time in forever.” She reasoned.
“But we’re supposed to be guarding the merchants and their families as they load up on water and any supplies.” chided Saanvi, the responsible one.
Fiona looked over towards the crews taking barrels towards the lake “I think they’ll be fine if we take a quick dip. We won’t take long, I promise just a half hour or so.
“Well, Ok… I suppose it couldn’t hurt to take a little break.

The girls all disrobed, and disarmoured. Saanvi and Fiona’s bodies were covered in small scars from their many fights, but Aisha’s was perfect and unmarred by the years of combat training the other two had endured. They slipped gently into the water with little splashes, and soon they were all swimming, and splashing and having an all around good time. It was heavenly to relax like this after all the hard desert trekking they’d had to do over the last months

Sahja even caught a fish, miraculously. She came up to the surface with a wriggling trout between her teeth. Aisha thought it was gross, but Fiona and Saanvi were most impressed with her fish catching skills. Dinner tonight was going to be nice fat poached trout, and not salted beef and hardtack that tasted like dried glue in their mouths. Fiona was practically drooling at the thought already, her eyes glazed over as she thought about all the herbs she might be able to cook it with. She wondered if they had any wild lemon growing in this oasis… maybe she should check around.

She exited the water, goosebumps forming as her wet skin met the hot dry desert air. As it evaporated off her, it felt like a cooling mist spell that some of the larger temples used. It was simply divine. Fiona didn’t even bother to towel herself off, she just set off down the beach towards a promising outcropping of bushes and lush trees.

She poked around a bit, picking things that looked promising and placing them in her mouth to taste… hmmm… yes - that was a little like fennel… that would be a nice accompaniment to the trout. Now if only she could find something like a citrus fruit.

Fiona came to a small opening in the foliage, and came across a peculiar sight. There in the middle was a small rocky outcropping, with a young girl dressed in tattered rags. She was filthy, covered in mud and dirt, and very malnourished, as if she hadn’t eaten or drunk anything for a week. Her skin was sunburned and blistered. Fiona approached cautiously… desperate people were often dangerous even to those who wished to help.

“Are you ok? Miss?” she asked, tentatively. “Are you with another caravan? Or do you live out here.?”

The young woman looked up at Fiona with a look of pure horror…
“DON'T COME CLOSER!” she screamed hoarsely “ THE SAND TELLS THEM WHERE YOU ARE!!!”
Right... thought Fiona… a crazy one… this is going to be a pain in the butt.
“Look, I don’t want to hurt you, I just want to help… are your parents nearby?”
“NO… NO …. NOOOOOOO - GO AWAY… NOW!!” she screeched desperately.
Fiona was so intent on the girl’s tantrum, that she failed to notice the sands shifting from a vibration deep underground.

“NOOOOOOO… THEY’RE COMING!” the girl screamed, as the rumbling ground grew to a crescendo that even Fiona could no longer ignore. The sand in front of the young girl exploded as a giant sandworm opened up its maw and sent out little mouthed tentacles forth. They wrapped around the young girl and spread her limbs wide.
“YOU STUPID BITCH!!! YOU’VE KILLED US!” she cried as the worm promptly pulled her inside its slick gullet and swallowed, and then disappeared back into the sands, as if it had never existed.

“Aw Fuck” exclaimed Fiona. Then the ground opened up beneath her and a gaping maw engulfed her up to the legs as her very own worm slithered from under the white desert It felt disgusting and gross as it slurped her down to her buxom titties.

“I don’t wanna die!” she whimpered as her face disappeared down the long fat tube.


……

The sound of screaming reached the rest of Fiona’s companions. Something was attacking the caravan…. Something big. The girls eyed their gear, still strewn along the beach, and immediately began to freestyle back over to the shore. They broke out of the shoreline at a gallop, Saanvi leading the pack, Aisha right by her side, somehow keeping up, and Sahja taking up the rear, as she’d been the furthest out at the time.

Saanvi ran straight for her two handed sword, gleaming on the beach. Aisha, for the Magic staff lying right beside it. The two of them picked up their weapons simultaneously and pressed naked back to back, searching for signs of danger. Their chests heaved from the heavy exertion, and drops of water ran down their beautiful curves. Sahja stumbled her way up the beach, uncharastically clumsy for such a usually adept masterthief.

“What’s happening?” she asked uselessly. “Why is there so much screaming?”
Saanvi’s eyes narrowed as she saw the sands beginning to shift in the dunes around them.
“Sandworms” she sneered, a one word curse.
The colour drained from Sahja’s face. She knew how dangerous Sandworms could be. They’d sense the vibrations of prey’s movement from below the surface and strike with a ferocious speed from underneath. Entire Caravans would be lost to just a single giant sandworm.

She was about to say something quippy to lighten the mood like she usually did in dire situations like these, when the ground beneath her bulged upwards and off balanced her, as something raced toward Saanvi and Aisha.

Before either of them could react, a toothed tubed worm whipped up out of the ground and lifted Saanvi high off the ground, pulling her head into its mouth. The barbarian panicked, slashing madly and ineffectively with her two-hander in just one hand. It scratched lightly at the worm as it sucked her further in and shook her around.

Aisha prepared to cast a cutting spell, but was cut off as a wildly swinging sword passed cleanly through her neck. Her lips continued to mouth the words, but all that emerged was a thin trickle of blood. She looked very surprised, then her head fell off and bounced off her bulging tits. Her naked decapitated body fell forwards and landed in a position that looked like she was taking it doggy style. Blood spurted in twin streams from her severed carotid arteries. Each pump of her slowly ceasing heart squirted out just a little more.

Sahja looked on, mortified as Saanvi was sucked in, up to her ass, and dropped her sword. A sandworm burst out of the ground near Aisha’s corpse and plunged one of its spiky mouthed tongues deep into her asshole. If the petite mage had still been alive, she would undoubtedly have been screaming in agony at this very moment, just like Saanvi.

The thief backed away, slowly, trying to get back to what she hoped would be the safety of the lake. It was the wrong thing to do. She should have frozen where she stood. Even the tiniest vibrations let the worms know where she was. There was a flurry of activity, as sand kicked up in a long line that raced straight towards the cute Catgirl. She spun on the spot, sand slipping from under her feet, as she scrambled back to the perceived safety of the lake. She didn’t get far.

Sahja felt the ground disappear from beneath her feet, as she was lifted towards the sky. Her asshole and pussy stretched so wide that they burned as slithering mouths penetrated them. She could feel the sharp stabs of indescribable pain as they began to eat her out from the inside. She could feel the crunching, tearing wet feel of her womb being gobbled up, and her guts being unspooled inside her. The poor girl was still barely clinging to life as it ate her eyeball, and emerged from her emptied socket.

Tendrils writhed inside Aisha’s head, one poked through her pretty lips and escaped her mouth like a grotesque tongue. Her floppy disincorporated body slowly being squelched and squeezed into a voracious worm.

Saanvi’s legs disappeared down her worm’s gullet with a sick burbling sound. Sahja’s dying ears could still hear the screaming as her barbarian entered the beast’s stomach.

Sahja wondered where Fiona had gotten to, as another worm slithered by, already digesting a squirming, squealing lump that was suspiciously Fiona sized and shaped.


Sahja gasped for breath as the teeth inside her devoured her liver and kidneys. The poor girl was still barely clinging to life as it ate her eyeball, and emerged from her emptied socket. She lived long enough to feel it start filling up her insides with its eggs, stretching her belly out like she was pregnant.

“Noooooo” she groaned worthlessly,shuddering violently as a tendril wrapped its teeth around her heart and chewed it out, swallowing it whole.

“AIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE....Ugghhhhh… cack, cough Uggggggggggggghhhhhh!”

The last thing she saw as she died was a worm vomiting up the sticky bones of her friend Fiona. Her last thought, as she stared into the empty, slime covered skull, was that soon, they’d all be piles of stained bones, just like that.

Please login to post a comment.