Editing Heretical Love (section)

== Trolling ==

''"I've been taking it too easy on you guys I see......''
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''HUE HUE HUE HUE''
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EHUE"''

- ''Papa-N, on Anon thinking the rape train has brakes''



=== PROMOTIONS ===


"We purge with righteous zeal!"
Her flamer crackles to life, and you have not time to dodge, or do anything really, before the barrel is staring you in the face.
You never thought you would go out like this, a choppa to the face maybe, but not a Sororita making guardsman toast.
The jet of fire engulfs you, the white hot heat searing away your flesh from bone. The pain is excruciating as you are roasted alive. You try to scream, but nothing emerges as liquid flame pours into your lungs.
Your body falls to the ground, charred and broken. Your last thoughts are of home…

----

"Give me that spear, xeno wench!" You roar furiously, snatching it out of her hand.
"It's on like orky-kong you over sized worm!"
You run full tilt toward Ra'alman, who again opens its mouth.
You are mere feet away when the beast lurches forward unexpectedly, closing its gigantic maw down on you.

The teeth shred you to ribbons instantly.

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"I... I'm shrinking?!" You stutter as your body slowly loses mass.
And even more terrifying, your "heavy bolter" starts to shrink as well.
"What the fuck is going on?!" You shout, but your voice has grown meek, quieter...
...Girlish...

Your world goes dark for a moment, but then recovers.
Only you're not on a beach anymore.
You are bent over, chained across a bed.

Your new vagina completely exposed...

"HUEHUEHUEHUEHEUEHEHEHEHEHEUHEUHEHEUHE BR BR BR BR BR BR!!!!!"
Oh god, that is worse than a thousand of Ra'alman's screams.

The noise marine walks up to your face...
...and flops out his gnarled, purple, studded manhood...

"BRBRBRBRBRBRBR!!!!!!!" The noise marine's insane ramblings grow ever faster and louder as he presses the tip of his daemon to your virgin lips.
Another chaos marine, this one sprouting with wriggling green tentacles, moves behind you, ready to taint your purity seal...

"Oh thank the Empruh, help me Lycheria!" Seeing her raises your hopes, she can surely get you out of here.
All hopes are dashed as she unzips her corset...

...And a massive emperor's champion falls out, dangling inches from your ass...

"Noo, you can't put it in there, that spot is EXTRA HERESY!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
Will Maxima be brutally anal raped by a futa sister of battle and her brazillian noise marine cronies?
FIND OUT NEXT TIME, ON DRAGON BALL ZEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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"You're on your own, skank!"
You snatch up your gear and jump to your feet, breaking into a sprint.
"Wait, please don't go!" She pleads as the Hive Tyrant rushes in at her.
You run as fast as your legs can carry you, looking back over your shoulder.
The Hive Tyrant has busied itself introducing her xeno bits to its epic gun wang, while at the same time chewing off her left arm.
"Its not your fight Max, its not your fight." You try to reassure yourself as you feel your soul leave you in disgust.

You slow down to catch your breath, the screams of the Tau girl gone now, having grown ever more quiet as the life faded from her.
You collapse of exhaustion, tears streaking down your face as you realize what it is you really just did.
With a shaking hand you raise your laspistol to your own head.
"See you later, space cowboy..."

*BLAM*

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And that's when she stands back up.
Revealing h24" twisted xeno plasma cannon.
"Hey, that's a pretty cool gun! Mind if I hold it?"
"Sure!" She replies happily, flopping it down on your hand.
"Whoa, its warm."
"Wait! Don't play with it so much or it might go off!!!"
You don't hear her as you stroke and fondle the alien cannon.
"No! Stop! ...Ah!?"
The cannon explodes in your hands, covering you in sticky blue plasma.
"Cool. I wonder how it tastes?" You remark as you lick the tip of the barrel.
"Oh, this plasma tastes really good!"
She's squirming as you continue to fondle the cannon.
"W-well if you want some more, reload it."
"How do I do that?" You ask with another lick of the barrel.
"First you have to cock it."
"Later, maybe..." You shrug, setting down the still toasty plasma gun behind you.
"For now, let me give you another taste of MY plasma."
Ailia opens her mouth, sticking out her tongue.
"Guess again, xeno slut."
You spin her around, revealing both her heresies to your throbbing power sword.
Which one will you purge?
"You shall feel the hot wrath of my blade."
You lower the titan's cannon toward her eye of terror.
"No! That hole isn't for the greater good!"
She struggles in vain as your ship steadies itself, preparing to enter the breach of the warp.
But before you can press forward into her dark heresy, a baneblade pops up from underneath one of the instrument panels.
The barrel turns to you and obliterates the Crisis battle suit from the inside out.

[[Creed|"CCCCCCCCRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!"]]

No!

Even TACTICAL GENIUS isn't going to stop you.
"I must purge the heretics!" You cry.
"No, Max, you are the heretics."
And then Max was a chaos primarch.


"For SLAANESH!!!" You howl as you press forward with your seventeen penises.
"There is no way those will fit! Stop! NOOOO!"
Its too late, you thrust forward and drive them home, feeling the warp overtaking you.
Your monster dicks shoot out and invade every greater good this xeno fuck toy has to offer.

You focus the warp and pull Lychria and Esh to you through it.
"By the Emperor, what heresy is this!"
"Oi! Mon-keigh, whats the big... By Uthwe NO!"
You remove enough of your squirming daemon princes to be able to violate both of them.
"So many holes, I WANT THEM ALL!"

You fill every available hole in your prayer of obscene pleasure to your new god.
The four girls struggle, but there is no escape.
And there are no brakes on the rape train.
Your purple, bumpy, throbbing dicks violate them in their tight pink purity seals, their wet pleasure caves, and their protesting mouths.
You start to climax.
Unfortunately for them, when a Slaanesh daemon of your magnitude cums, they can keep it up for several decades if they so desire.
Purple daemon-batter floods out of every hole and the four struggling girls suddenly go slack against their penis-bonds, unable to escape.

"And so that's why, idiot mon-keigh, nothing will ever happen between us!" Esh yells before hanging up.

What in the actual fuck did you just hear that tsunseer describe?

...As your ship exits the field you fire up your comunicatus devices.

"Tzeentch, heed my call."
For a moment, silence.
But then...

"I'm busy right now, GO AWAY!"
You notice, just before the feed cuts out, that she is busily fingerbanging herself...
...To a picture of none other than the Emprah himself.

----

It's single rape time.

You realize you are covered in some kind of thick liquid that seems to be dripping out of your every....
DEAR EMPRAH NO!
Your eyes fly open entirely, as you realize exactly what is happening.

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"You can't possibly mean..." The Emperor staggers back.
Tzeentch, blushing, nods her head repeatedly.
Well this is certainly going to cut into his board time.
Still, he's the god Emprah of mankind, he can handle this shit.
"FALCON PAWNCH!"
His fist creates a cradle made out of pure gold.
"What do you want to name him?" Tzeentch asks quietly.
"Max." The Emperor responds.
"And he shall know no boundary."

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"Hey Max."
"Yeah Emprah?"
"Can you babysit for me tomorrow?"
"wat"

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“Ha ha.” She beins to laugh slowly, quietly.
“Ha ha ha ha…” Raising her spear and pointing it right at your chest.
“Listen Esh, I can explain…”
You barely manage to leap out of the way as the spear thrusts through the space occupied by your heart barely a second ago.
“EXPLAIN!?! YOU CAN… EXPPLLLAAIIINNN?!?!?!”
You are ducking, dipping, dodging and ducking to avoid the repeated thrusts, unable to get a word in lest you catch one through the gut.
“YOU KNOW DAMN WELL, IDIOT MON-KEIGH, WHAT YOU WERE DOING!”
A fateful jap catches you finally, you should have known you weren't agile enough to dodge an Eldar's attacks forever.
You groan as Esh slowly works the blade around, grinning at your suffering.
"Hope it was worth it." She says, before a nearby Eldar separates your head from your shoulders.

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Lycheria laughs as she watches you squirm in your bonds, unable to escape the bed. She's smiling as she rubs her heavy flamer against your rear hatch.

"I thought this thing was over!" You shout.

"Over? Over? No no silly, it's just BEGUN!"

The noise marines press closer now, continuing their tremendous and terrible song.

"HUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEH
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EHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUE"

"Wait! Wait I don't even know whats going on! Where am I, why do I have girly parts?!"
But Lycheria doesn't answer as she presses her zealous servant of the Emperor forward.

You can only tense up and cry out as it slowly works its way inside.

Lycheria grabs your hips as she works herself deeper, oblivious to your pain.
"Don't be like that..." She says coyly, "I've brought you a friend, look."

A Carnifex lurches up toward your face.
Before lowering its massive bile cannon.
You don't even have time to cry out as the beast thrusts itself into your mouth.

Struggle as you may, there is nothing you can do to stop it as it drives itself into your throat.
"See? All better now." Lycheria coos as she starts picking up her pace, completely ignoring your new lady bits as she violates your dark heresy.

It's all too much, you can't handle it. You can't breathe and the inside of your tank burns from it's hatch down to it's cockpit. The weapon way stronger than it's weak defenses.

Finally you give in and just let them have their way, there isn't anything you can do to stop it anyways.
"Ahh, this feels so good." Lycheria moans as she thrusts as deep as she can penetrate, ignoring all of your saves.

You can't even scream, the Carnifex seems to have found a rhythm and is completely ignoring the fact that you've vomited the entirety of your stomach already.

The sister of battle grunts as she finally transitions out of the assault phase and fires her flamer.
You can feel its burning liquid filling your insides.

The 'nid follows suit, and your mouth is boiling over with it's thick bright green slime.
"Ahh, that's better..." Lycheria moans as she withdraws her force, you can feel excess plasma leaking from your hatch and dripping down your leg.

"Your turn, boys." She snaps his fingers.
And the noise marines start to move in, still playing their horrific tune.
"BRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBR!!!!!"

A noise marine plunges into every one of your holes, none of them seeming to care about two of them already being filled to the brim with a sticky mess.

Your mind breaks as they take no mercy on you.
Hell.
This is hell.
But you love it.
"Oh Emprah yess, fill me with all of your taint of chaos!!!" You scream.
The noise marine's song becomes more chaotic and frantic as they climax.

An assault from all sides, you aren't sure if your body can take it.
Flamers and plasma cannons erupt, and by the time their furious assault ends, you are left leaking and bound with but a single wound remaining.
"Poor little Maxima, don't think you're done just yet..." Lycheria laughs as she flips you over and re-binds your hands and feet.


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You fall to the hard ground, and the flayed one laughs coldly at you as you grasp at your stump arm.
It shuffles closer, and you notice with horror what's attached to it's pelvis.

A severed, bloody, but somehow erect inquisitor.
Which is pointed right at you as the Necron rips off your pants.

You can struggle, but you can't escape.
The flayed one holds you in place with it's claws as it lowers itself down.

You feel something cold and hard poke you in the ass.
You are about to be violated by your dead friend's remains.


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You can't handle the wait any longer, you are overcome with lust.
With the force of a thousand suns you plunge yourself down into the hatch.
The feeling of the large purple lips enveloping you is curiously decadent.
"Its so... So good..." You moan as you start working in and out of the hatch.

"Ah! If you do it that much... No! My-my treads are moving on their own?!"

You can feel yourself starting to get close, fucking this tank is just too incredible.
"I-I'm coming!"

Your gun erupts and fills the crew compartment with sticky plasma.
"Crew incapacitated!"

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You slip your armored codpice back on.

"Sorry ladies, but I really don't want to be a dad and I'm not sure what you could be carrying."
You put your pocket protector back on, don't want those pens wrecking your shirt!

"Pfft, whatever nerd."
The sisters kick you out and leave you behind in the cold while they fuck each other furiously with Inquisition-approved strap ons.

So you head out to sea. There is only one thing you can really pleasure yourself with anyways.
Ra'alman leaps from the water, rearing his ugly head.
"I'm ready for you again, my love!" You call out to him.
"Oh Ra'alman, you sexy beast of the seas, I want you!" You call out to the monster.

He responds with a terrifying roar, before surging up into the sky and peering down at you curiously.
You close your eyes and raise your arms, ready for the coitus that will forever seal your love.
You had left those bolter bitches behind at the realization. You don't want anyone else in your life, you just want your massive fish-hunk.
With a scream, he descends and swallows you whole.
Though he is very careful to avoid getting you with any of his teeth.
Down and down you descend in his slippery throat, which is full of small tentacles that rub you pleasurably.
"Ahh... It's so good..." You moan as you remove your clothing and surrender yourself to the slippery wet darkness.

The more you descend, the longer and wetter the tentacles get, all the while growing more and more active.
They are stroking you softly now, and you can only close your eyes and squirm at the pleasure.
Your mind collides with the fish, and suddenly you find out that it is in fact a female.
Though it doesn't speak, and its thoughts are primal, you can understand what it wants you to do.
The beast wants you to fertilize its eggs.

----

You thrust harder.

"No no... LEFT, damn it, LEFT!"

The girl grinds her teeth in frustration.
You try to angle yourself to the left. Its exceedingly difficult to do both, you don't think these things were really made to drive...

You must have slammed your magazine in his well too hard, because she jolts and the walking death machine jumps upwards.

"Hey! Watch it you idiot!" The girl shouts as the engine lands. Not that you can understand her through the gag ball.
Unfortunately for his, the landing also drives you into her as deep as you can penetrate.

"Hiii!!!" She shrieks in surprise.

Fuck it, you can't drive like this. But you aren't through trying.
You pick up your speed, and the walker starts stumbling along as the girl squirms and moans in pleasure.

The engine wobbles and shakes as the girl starts convulsing, pressing against the bonds connecting her to the vehicle as she rides his climax.
Finally, she goes slack inside the machine, and the walker crouches down.

Well, you didn't get anywhere, but it was fun.

----

You grip your controls hard, grinning.
This is going to be a fun race.

The two of your engines echo ever louder off the sides of the buildings as you race down the street. Doomrider cackling madly as he shoots up with his free hand.
You are too busy laughing to notice the blown out lemon russ turret blocking your path.

"OH FUCK!" You see it, but it's too late for you to react.
The front of your bike hits hard and you are thrown violently over the handlebars. You can only curl into the fetal position to try to minimize the damage now.

The pain is excruciating as you bounce and skid along the ground, the hard pavement ripping off pieces of your skin.
The bike explodes behind you, but you are too incapacitated to notice.

You've finally stopped bouncing, and you notice sickeningly the bone jutting out of your leg.

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"Oh SLaDOS, I can't take it anymore! Your terminals are just too fucking sexy!"

You reach out and grab her panel roughly.

"~No! Wait!~"

You don't wait, instead tapping several of the keys seductively.

"~Ah! When you touch there, mmmmm!!!!~"

You keep doing it, until a small hole opens on the side of the computer bank.
Wasting no time, you plunge your usb drive into it.

"~It feels so good!~"

You pick up your pace, hammering your device into that dirty slot.

"~Oh, I'm going to....! 01000011 01110101 01101101 00100001~"

With one last thrust you finish as well, and you lean against the terminal bank, panting hard.

"~You had better take responsibility...~"

A chute opens on SLaDOS, and a small cube falls out of it. The emblem of a Commissar hat on it's side.

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Only you feel something semi-hard pressing into your lower back.

"Hey, uh, Mika? What's hard in your pants?"

Mika jumps slightly, and squeezes you with her legs.

"It-it-its... My penis."

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"Done!" She finally exclaims happily.

Something weird flops down in your mechanical hand, and you look down from her face to see what it is.

Her 9" schlong now rests in your palm, and its rock hard.

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You stand on the stage meekly.
"I-I k-kissed a girl and I..."

But the crowd of Orks cut you off as they furiously roar and charge the stage.
They grab you and haul you away, the warboss and daughter looking at you disgustedly.

Finally, they toss you roughly inside a hut.
The first thing you notice is the twenty or so naked nobs.

The second is a looted video camera.
"Um... Whats going on?" You finally ask.

The cameraboy looks up.
"We'ze shootin poor wittle white boy seventeen 'fousand, you'z da star."

They shove you roughly onto a nearby bed, you are powerless against their rippling green muscles.
"Waagh, wut iz we gon do to 'im on dis bed boss?"

They are stroking themselves as they wait.
You try to activate your plasma rifle arm, but a nob just grabs you around the arm and holds the hatch shut.
"Oi, I'mma let you finish 'umie." He grins.

"But dis gon be da greatest video ah all time..."

The nobs close in, grinning ear to ear, until the largest of the bunch shoves them all aside.
"Not so fast ya grots, Iz da biggest so I gits 'im first!"

He grabs you by the hips and flips you over roughly.
"I've been waitin ta try dis out..." A Mekboy chuckles as he revs some kind of gasoline powered monstrosity from behind you.

"You cant escape mah big dakka, Iz goona enjoy it inside ya 'eavy arma..."
You gulp as you feel something long, thick, and warm slap down and rest on your ass...



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