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Ciri's Misadventures	By : nitchgut Category: +S through Z > Witcher 3: Wild Hunt Views: 124150 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Drowned (MF, ncon, monster)

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not own or claim ownership of or make any profit off of any of the characters or other elements contained within the story.

Authors notes: Again no beta and I am pretty terrible at self editing so please forgive all the terrible mistakes I have missed. =)

Ciri exhaled heavily, her sword held outwards, pointing to the drowner stalking her. She matched its movements, making a large circle around the overgrown muddy swamp that the drowners had made home.

She was careful to keep her footing on as solid ground as she could find, a trip here could be fatal. She stepped over a corpse of one of the monsters she had already killed. There had been more than she had expected, so many more. The swamp was littered with scaly bodies and drowner limbs as proof of that.

She had been foolish, arrogant. She could hear Vesimer's voice in her head scolding her for being so unprepared. What she thought was only a small group of roaming drowners turned out to be a nest nearly two dozen strong.

She winced as she felt her boot slide too deeply into the thick mud that seemed to cover all of this forsaken swamp. A sharp pain shot up her side as she quickly freed her foot before it anchored her to the earth.

One of the drowners had clipped her before she had managed to take its head. Its claws were sharp enough to make a deep gash along her side of her hip running down her leather corset and pants. It wasn’t life threatening but she was bleeding enough that her shirt was beginning to stain red and the wound itself throbbed every time she moved.

'What was another scar?' she thought to herself as she did her best to ignore the pain and focus on the last remaining monster.

"You better be the last," she muttered to herself and the drowner narrowed its eyes at her not understanding.

Ciri inched forward and the drowner took two steps back while making a gurgling growl.

"Stupid fish," Ciri growled back angrily at the humanoid creature. It stood slightly shorter than herself, crouched over and covered in small scales, it had a large bulbous head and its eyes were large, chalky white and soulless. The arms were longer than a humans making it difficult to judge the striking distance of its clawed webbed hands.

Ciri paused and waited for it to make a move. She was exhausted and had killed more than a dozen of these creatures already. She needed to end this now before the overcast sky turned to rain and the sun set.

The drowner didn't move.

Ciri grunted in frustration, she wasn't going to be outplayed by something barely smarter than a dog.

"Come on, all your friend's had no problem running at my blade," she taunted the creature, she lifted her sword and watched as the monster's eyes followed it. She moved forward and it flinched, but stood its ground and lowered its stance. Its arms spread wide as if it was about to attack.

She stepped forward more making sure to move within striking distance and the drowner took the bait. She could see the muscles of its legs flex as it started to lurch forward, the gurgling cry ran out from its fang lined mouth as it jumped towards her.

Ciri pulled back, bringing her sword closer to her body and then stepped to the side, gracefully dodging the attack. The drowner leaped forward missing her completely, driving its claws into the wet marshy grass. Ciri grinned wide and raised her sword for the killing blow but as soon as she shifted her weight to swing her sword she knew she had made a mistake.

Her rear leg sank up to her knee into the muck and she fell backwards.

"Fuck!" She cried out as she landed on her ass, splashing into a pool of water deep enough to cover her waist. Her sword fell across her body and she immediately pulled on her leg trying to free it from the mud.

The drowner turned to face her and Ciri froze for moment before quickly tugging on her foot. Her leg wouldn't move, she tugged it again and her bare foot slipped free of her boot just as the drowner leaped towards her.

It landed on her with a thud throwing her back into onto the ground. Its clawed hand came down but Ciri was able to shift her head to dodge the blow and grab onto its wrist.

It growled, its mouth opening wide as it reached down to bite at her face. Ciri's free arm reached up grabbing it by its neck to hold it back. It reeked of death and rot as its spit and salvia dripped from fanged mouth onto Ciri's face. She twisted her head away as it lurched forward. Its own hand grabbing onto hers as it tried in vain to bite at her. Its body crushed down against hers pinning her sword between them.

Ciri squirmed underneath the creature and felt herself sink deeper into the mud. Desperate she dug her nails into the creature's neck causing it to cry out in pain. She tried to roll but could barely move in the mud and water that was quickly sinking into. She squeezed tighter around the monster's neck causing it to rear back, seeing her chance she let go of its neck and with all the strength she could must drove her elbow its lower stomach.

The drowner grunted in pain its balance thrown back enough Ciri was able to grab her sword. With one hand on the blade and the other on the handle she thrusted it upwards only to have the drowner jump off her. Freed from its weight she grabbed the sword properly and swung it wildly forward in a large arc forcing the drowner back as she attempted to get up.

The sword felt heavier than it had ever felt in her hands. She swung again keeping the drowner at bay as she managed to prop herself on one knee. Her back was caked in mud and her shirt was soaked. The fabric clung tightly to her skin restricting her movement and weighing her down.

The sky cracked with thunder and the clouds released themselves onto the earth sending torrents of rain down. More water was not what Ciri needed.

She swung again to try to force the drowner to keep its distance and went to stand but the drowner was surprising fast and she had been predictable. It lunged at her just as she had finished her swing, and for moment she didn't think she would be quick enough to dodge his blow.

With no choice she dropped her sword and moved backwards. The drowners claws missed her chest instead sinking into the leather corset she wore around her waist.
The thick leather did its job blocking the drowners attack but the creature's claws sank into the tan hide as it pulled down tearing the garment off Ciri.

Ciri stepped back and watched as the drowner threw its claws back sending her corset flying a few feet behind it. She looked down at her sword which now lay closer to the creature then herself then back at the drowner. She was breathing heavily now, her mouth agape sucking in air. Without her corset her shirt hung loose and open. Pathetic she thought to herself, she was losing a fight with a god damn drowner.

She backed up and looked around for anything she could use as a weapon. The drowner leaped at her and she rolled grabbing a large waterlogged log half as long as she was tall before turning back towards the drowner.

She swung and missed and threw herself off balance and before she knew it the drowner was on top of her once again. She fell back this time, the soft muddy ground cushioning her fall. She gasped as she hit the ground and the drowner followed her down landing on top of her.

As if it was mimicking her from before the drowner wrapped both hands around her neck and squeezed. Ciri could feel her head go hazy as the creature's grip tightened around her throat and the points of its claws pinched painfully against her flesh.

In a panic she grabbed at its hands knowing if she lost consciousness she would never wake up. When it ignored her clawing at its wrists she let go flailed against the monster. Her legs kicking up and out trying to unbalance the creature that was mounting her chest. She threw punches at everything she could, landing a hard blow against the drowners stomach. The drowner let out a grunt and loosened its grip slightly so Ciri attacked again this time lower. Not knowing what else to do and desperate Ciri attacked even lower.

The gurgling howl it let out was different than before and the drowner immediately let her neck go and pulled away. Ciri gasped as she sucked in air. She twisted and pushed the creature off her. She rolled to her side then onto her stomach getting on all fours to get up but the drowner had recovered.

Ciri crawled forward hoping to put enough distance between her and the monster so she could stand but she felt its claw dig into her lower back, She arched her body away, before it could pierce the skin and threw herself forward feeling the claws rake across her back before catching on her leather pants.

Her skin was safe but her pants tore as she launched herself forward and away from the attack. She landed face first in a puddle of water and quickly turned over staring down at her ruined pants, the drowners claws had torn all the way down to one knee leaving her pants flapping down and herself completely exposed.

She looked up surprised that the drowner wasn't immediately attacking. It was hunched over staring at her, its stance was different, it was nearly on all fours and more animalistic. Then she noticed one of its hands was cradling itself between its legs. The was no doubt about it. The drowner was holding its quickly swelling cock.
Its eyes glared at her, no longer focusing on her face but instead between her legs.

"No, no, no." Ciri muttered to herself, this could not be happening. She had no idea on the mating rituals of drowners. It wasn't something she learned, it wasn't something that was taught. Before this moment she didn’t even know that drowners even had cocks.

Ciri looked back to where the fight had first gone wrong for her, where the fuck is my sword she thought to herself as she scanned the marsh her eyes quickly finding the silver steel in the mud.

She spun and moved as fast she as she could, leaping to her feet, as soon as she moved she felt and heard her pants tear, now hanging completely off her from her one leg. She ignored it and continued moving.

She heard the gurgling cry first then felt it. The drowner was much faster, and launched onto her back sending her tumbling forward. She landed on a large flat boulder and grunted as the wind was knocked out of her for a moment. She looked up at her sword only a few feet away when she felt the drowners hands grab onto her hair lift her head before slamming it down onto the ground.

She blacked out for the briefest of moments, her vision spun and she moaned as came too. The drowner was still on her back. The gurgling cry was now more a heavy gurgling breathing.

Was this how it ended? She thought to herself as she tried to regain her composure.

"No," Ciri moaned dazed as she felt the creature slide down her back, she could feel its scaly skin against hers. Worst of all is that she felt the hard shaft of its cock pinned between their bodies.

Its claws dug into the flesh of her ass squeezing her and spreading. Still dazed from the blow to her head she crawled forward as best she could trying to get away.

Both claws dug into her hips and Ciri closed her eyes. Not only would she die here tonight, naked in the mud and rain she would be-

The head of the downers cock pressed up against her most private of places.

Ciri let out a soft whimper and reached back behind her and tried to push against the drowners stomach. She could feel the head of his slimy cock slip against the lips of her pussy.

“Uhhhn,” Ciri cried out as the drowner forced the first inch of his swollen dark green cock into her. Her body resisted, gripping tightly around the the monster’s member.

The soft gurgling rumble of the drowner filled Ciri’s ears then suddenly it forced itself forward driving its entire length into her.

“Ahhh!” Ciri cried out, a high pitch wale she had never heard escape her own lips before. Tears sprung up in her eyes as the drowner pulled back and then drove itself back in.

She heard the slap of his scaly skin against her backside. Then felt her ass cheeks jiggle from the impact. The drowner gurgled it's sick sound but stopped moving. It leaned over her until it was nearly over her head. The gurgle was louder in her ear and she could feel it reverberate in his Chest against her back.

She could feel it all the way down his waist. Into his legs. The soft rumbling of his labored breathing vibrated his entire body, even his cock that was buried 6 inches into her unbelievably tight cunt.

The drowner stayed still for a moment before its hips started to move, slowly at first. Ciri stayed quiet, knowing any pleas would go unanswered by the simple minded monster. She lied there bent over the boulder as she was fucked but this disgusting creature.

Slowly it grinded against her, its sick wet grunts ringing in her ear. She gasped and cried out as it's cock slid in and out her body, invading her, fucking her.
She pushed herself up only for the drowner to shove her back down. Her head now hanging off the boulder, her face pressed pressed into the wet mud. Faster the creature thrust into her, slapping hits hips against her ass. Stabbing it's cock into her cunt. Ciri was nearly overwhelmed with the sensation of it stretching her out and the sound of its wet scarly body slapping against her own each time it bottomed out into her.

"Ungh," A helpless whimper escaped her lips as the drowner fucked her. She was so tired, so weak. She stared at her sword which was only feet away. It might as well had been a mile. But she had to move, she had to get out.
She forced herself up, dragging her knees forward digging into the mud and pressed herself up onto all fours. She felt the pressure of the drowner on her back but pushed harder thrusting her hips up and out as she pushed herself up.

Her eyes shot open in shock as the Drowners cock drove deeply inside her, the new angle letting the monster push more of himself into her. Her mouth opened in a short shocked breathless gasp as he body clenched down tightly around the thick scaly green cock.

This wasn't happening she thought to herself, this couldn’t be happening.

"Get off," she half whispered half moaned as he twisted her head around and reached back trying to push the drowner off her. Only to gasp out in pleasure once again as the drowners cock thrust into her and rubbed up against that perfect spot.

Without thinking, she pushed back, spreading her legs and thrusting her hips backwards to meet the drowners next stroke and her world lit up in pleasure.

"Fuuuuck" she moaned as sparks shot up her spine. "No," she cried out as she realized what she had done, what she was doing and pulled away shocked when she felt the creature's cock slip from her aching cunt.

She fell forward the drowner no longer holding onto her and landed on her side. She quickly rolled onto her back to look up at the creature. It seemingly was as surprised as her standing there hunched over. Its green cock standing strong and hard.
She scooted backwards a few feet before the monster pounced onto her landing between her legs. Its hands grabbed her neck once again and shoved her back her head landing in the thick mud with a dull thump.

It was squeezing, but it wasn't trying to kill her this time. Instead just holding her in place.

She looked down in horror as she watched his member bob between her legs as he lined himself up ready to reenter her.

It was agonizing as the long hard cock slipped back into her body. She whimpered as this second time was not nearly as painful as the last, she refused to admit it but it was almost pleasant.

At that moment she had no fight in her and laid there limp as the downer retook its spot inside her. Its loud gurgling groan as it slipped back inside her. Its body laid over hers as it grinded up and down. Its scaly skin rubbing over the sensitive nub of flesh between Ciri's legs.

It started as a sob of pleasure, then soft whimpers as the stimulation was unignorable. She looked to her side, the swamp was empty, no one was around for miles. No one to help her, no one to judge her. Nothing but occasional sound of a croaking frog and the echo of her own whorish moaning and the drowners grunts filled her ears.

She was defeated, beaten, and raped by this near brainless creature.

Her ass dug into the ground with each thrust as the drowner picked up its pace, its groaning becoming louder and more wild.

Ciri clenched her teeth her legs lifting slightly to let the monster fuck her better. The pain was gone replaced with a delicious warmth of pleasure Ciri couldn't ignore, couldn't deny. It made her sick to her stomach, as she lifted her head and watched the scaley cock of this monster slid easily in and out of her body. Each time its shaft was slicker with juices from her wanton body. She watched as horror as her lower stomach bulged with each thrust and she felt the spasms of amazing pleasure rock through her body. This creature, this monster, was going to make her cum.

She let out another desperate whimper and threw her head back and watched as the drool spilt from the fanged mouth of the drowner. This was how it would end, she would be killed by a pathetic sea zombie moments after it had fucked her to orgasm.

The warmth between her legs spread up her stomach and down her thighs and as best she could do she couldn’t' stop the cascade of pleasure from coursing throughout her body.

She cried out and arched as the monster brought her to climax. Her body spasmed as she came, her stomach turned in disgust as the warm wet pleasure of the monsters cock washed over her. She swallowed a moan and for a moment thought she was going to vomit as her chest convulsed and every muscle in her body tensed.

The drowner paid little attention to its mates current state as it continued to fuck her hard and fast. It was drooling grey slim from its serrated teeth down onto Ciri’s chest as it grunted wildly bucking into her spamming soaking wet cunt.

It grabbed onto her shoulder tearing at her shirt as it fucked her faster. The convulsions of Ciri’s pussy driving it wild with lust it fucked her harder still.

“Ohh,”Ciri moaned, her toes curling as she sobbed in pleasure and disgust. Her pussy squeezed around the drowners cock and her thighs urged him to drive himself deeper inside her.

“Fuck me,” Ciri whispered as her eyes rolled back as she was overwhelmed with pleasure. She could feel juices of her own body drip from her cunt and down her ass each time the drowner pulled its cock from her. As disgusting as this was she never wanted it to end but with one hard thrust the drowner drove itself deeply inside her and wailed out a primal guttural scream.

She could feel it inside her. Throb, then swell up, its shaft vibrating inside her before she felt the slick warmth of his seed filling her womb, it grunted and pushed further inside her as it shot a incredibly large amount of cum into her.

Ciri groaned as she felt it fill her then slip out of her swollen aching slit. Its cock still erupting with slimy green seed. A wad shot up across her torso and she felt even more of the monsters seed spill from her gaping cunt.

The drowner pulled back and began to cradle itself once again, as if he had been driven completely by instinct and had just regained what little intelligence it had.

Ciri moved back and rolled onto her side. When the drowner finally regained its composure she had her sword in hand. And when it's eyes turned to her with hunger instead of lust it couldn’t help but attack. This time Ciri was ready and with a strong swipe she cleaved the creature in near two.

She dropped her sword and then fell to her knees with a gasp, her body still trembled with pleasure.

She reached between her legs pulling her hand back covered in the drowner's cum and held back the bile that rose in her throat. She groaned and wiped it across the grass before struggling to stand back up. Her knees shook and her body shuddered and she had to steady herself for a moment and catch her breath. With shaky hands she pulled her tattered pants up to her waist and did her best to wrap them around her used body.

She looked away from the coast into the forest covered mainland. She was an hours ride from her camp and her horse had spooked when the fight first started. She brought her fingers to her mouth to whistle and immediately regretted it as bitter salty taste of the drowners seed flooded her senses.

“Fuck,” she cried out before gagging and spitting what she could out of her mouth. She groaned, looked up at the cloud filled sky and cursed every God she knew.

With a heavy sigh Ciri pushed her soaking wet hair from her face and again whistled for her horse, hoping she would catch one break this night and it would be close enough to hear her.

She collected her sword and corset and gave the swamp one last look. Dozens of drowner corpses laid strewn around the muddy waters and crows already began to gather and pick at the dead flesh. Her eyes lingered on the spot where the drowner had taken her. Had fucked her until she came, she closed her eyes and tried to forget. This was one war story she wasn’t going share.

Leaving the swamp she whistled for her horse again before starting the trek back to camp. Knowing next time she picked up a drowner contract she was asking for double the bounty.
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