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Ciri Getting Trolled	By : Ingsoc Category: +S through Z > Witcher 3: Wild Hunt Views: 2121 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Chapter One
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Ciri trodden her mare Kelpie (she adopted her foster father habit of given all her horses the same name, the current one was her seventh Kelpie), she was making her way through Velen.
She never expected the path to be easy, but she was surprise by how hard it was to find Witcher work, monsters seem to become rarer and rarer these days and so she was down to her last Orens.
Ciri arrived to some village, nothing special about it, there were hundred of like it across the swampy land, she wasn't sure these gods' forsaken shithole even has a name, she didn't have her hope up for finding work here.
To her surprise, when she checked the noticeboard near the village pathetic excuse for an inn, she saw it, 'Help needed to deal with the local Troll, see the alderman'. Ciri made some inquiries among the folk drinking in the inn and apparently some troll demand a toll to cross the bridge, and broke a leg (and some time both of them) for those who refuse to pay, this is just the work she desperately needed.
Ciri made her way to village alderman relatively luxurious hut, she hoped he would haggle too hard for price.
"Alderman sire, I've come about the troll contract, how much would you offer for slaying the beast?"
"Slay it, mistress Witcher? Who then would repair the bridge?"
His reaction caught Ciri off guard "You don't want it killed?", she was still puzzled by his reaction "but he hurt people! And wouldn't a mason be better to take care of your bridge?"
"Have you any idea the cost of hiring a mason, mistress? No, the troll toll is cheaper, he's a good lad, he really is, it just lately he took to drinking, the job is to find out what happen and try to set him on the right path, there is 100 Orens if you succeeded"
An unusual job as Witcher contracts goes, but Ciri simply wasn't in the position to refuse the opportunity to make 100 Orens, so she accepted the alderman offer.
Ciri made her way to the bridge and saw what the alderman what talking about, the bridge was in a horrible state, clearly the Troll wasn't doing his job of maintenance.
She also saw the Rock Troll, he was huge, at least about twice her size, that probably mean he was pretty old as Troll goes, and she smelled him as well, he simply reeks of cheap ale.
"Greeting"
"You! Give drink! Give vodka!"
"You, sir troll, clearly mistook me for a bar wench"
The troll scream and started to hurl rocks at her.
'Okay, no more trying to be nice', Ciri easily evaded the troll projectiles, troll usually wasn't very fast and this one was clearly inebriate on top of it. She makes a quick work of him, a couple of sword slashes got him to yield, she took her to make sure she didn't hurt too much, she got a contract to fulfill after all.
"You make Trollic see starts, stars goes round Trollic head"
"Yea, well, sorry about that, but you should have behaved like a civilized Troll instead of just attacking me. Now will you tell me why the heavy drinking?"
"Wifey killed"
"Oh", Ciri actually for the first time felt a shred of sympathy for the Troll, "Who killed her?"
"Dunno, Tollic return home, find wifey dead. No one to give Trollic sucky suck his dick, no sucky suck Trollic no happy, no fix bridge, drink Vodka"
'Well, isn’t it special?', Ciri thought to herself, all her study of monsters at Kaer Morhen never covered their sexuality, and so it was a subject Ciri was completely ignored, and one she was happy to stay that way.
"Witchy girly slutty slut? Sucky suck Trollic dick, Trollic happy, Trollic fix beidge, Trollic no drink more"
At the Troll suggestion Ciri eyes went wide and she blushed a deep shade of crimson red, she remembered she saw Yennefer collection of oddities when she stayed with the enchantress at Vengerberg, one of it was a penis of a Rock Troll, and it size was very, very large, huge even – she defiantly didn't look forward to something like that entering her mouth.
On the other hand, if she didn’t complete this contract she faces starvation or earning coin laying on her back, and she really didn't want to earn that kind of reputation and be known as the Witcher girl, who also part her legs for her customers as well as slaying their monsters. At least the Troll wouldn't talk to anyone about it.
"Yes, I'm ---", she cringes and felt abased using the Troll terminology, "A slutty slut and will sucky suck your dick, but you have to promise to go back to work, okay?"
"Kay, Trollic promise"
Ciri undressed before the Troll, considering what she was about to do there was no point at false modesty, he just silently started at her naked body.
She went to put her clothes at Kelpie saddlebags, when she returned, she saw the biggest and thickest cock she ever saw protruding from where the Troll loins would be if he was human. 'I suppose he did like my body after all', to her limited understanding Trolls penis grow from their body naturally when they aroused by a female.
Ciri got on her knees in the shallow waters of the stream in front of the Troll, thanking her luck it was already evening and no one at the sleepy village likely to pass by and see her blowing the local Troll.
"They never told me I would deal with monsters in that fashion at Kaer Morhen", she mumbled to herself, thinking what would Yennefer, Geralt and the other Witchers reaction would be if they heard about it – and then decided that under no circumstances would she talk to anyone about this particular contract.
She began to grab the Troll massive cock, her hand was barely able to close over his thick cock, to Ciri surprise the stone it was made of was soft (at least relative to stone), she gave it a few strokes and in doing so elicit moans from her Troll lover, Ciri crack a small smile at confirming her theory that human, beast or monster, all males get their pleasure in the same way.
She put her lips on his glans, licking the head of his cock with her tongue, she then opens her mouth to fellate it fully. Ciri jaws stretched as she was forced to accommodate the thick Troll dick, slowly, inch by inch, she took his member to her mouth, passing her uvula and hitting the back of her throat, the pain of forcing his cock down her gullet brought tears to her eyes, and still she manages to take only third of his huge stone penis.
She gave some time to his cock to ease his place in her mouth, then Ciri retracted her head and then slammed the Troll dick again in her mouth, with each bobbing it become more comfortable inside her throat.
As she was sucking his cock with all her gusto, Ciri noticed how aroused she became, to such a degree she could not believe beforehand throating a monster dick could get her. She started kneaded her breast, rubbing her sensitive areola and pinching her erect nipple only add to her horniness, she then went down south and started rubbing her labia, entering her finger into her wet pussy, one, then two and then three, she started finger fuck herself to get off.
"Aagh, Trollic about to make white"
Ciri didn't have a clue what her monster lover meant, but her ignorance didn't last long. Her eyes went wide as her mouth was filled with Troll semen, from the shock Ciri swallow most of his first batch – the taste was absolutely vile.
Luckily for her she came around from her shock and pull out his cock from her mouth, but it didn't stop her Troll lover. He continue to cum, covering with spank her hair, face, and tits – he continue to shoot jizz for several minutes, when he was tapped out it dripped all over her body and there was hardly a spot on Ciri naked body that wasn't covered with several layers of seed.
"Trollic is happy. Witchy girl good slutty slut good sucky suck"
Ciri was still kneeled before him, her finger still buried deep inside her cunt, she was covered head to toe with semen, and she was loving it. It wasn't something she planned or expected when she agree to blow a Troll, but still it turned out to be one better sexual experiences.
"You wouldn't forget your promise?", Ciri started to wipe some of the spank from her face, "To maintain the bridge?"
"Trollic remember"
And with that her job is done, the contract was fulfilled. Ciri left to a nearby stream to have a very good scrub, after she was washed and dressed, she went for some shut eye at the inn she was staying, and in the morning got the alderman to pay her reward, all 100 Orens. She then left that gods forsaken village with her purse bursting, and after thinking about it decided that the memory of fellating a Troll is best to be forgotten.
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