🏰 The Elven Resistance

The elven resistance to all kinds of physical stress was unmatched. Their bodies, with the ability to heal at an absurd pace, allowed them to indulge in various peculiar hobbies.

They could contort themselves into the most extreme positions, perform any daring stunts with ease, or even engage in wild, kinkier forms of pleasure that were unheard of among other races.

One such pastime was anal acrobatics, where they would push their bodies beyond limits, and still recover from any damage within hours. Other elves transformed themselves into living punchbags, enjoying the harshest blows and trampling while experiencing intense pleasure through punchgasms.

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Nathaniel was all of the above – crazy flexible and heavily addicted to getting a heavy fist both inside and outside his guts.

His beloved cousin Danny was of barbarian descent and often trained Nate so hard that he managed to accommodate his entire muscled arm to the shoulder inside Nate's ass – taking the elf to massive orgasms, and most of the time completely handless ones – of course, not counting the hand shifting his diaphragm.

Still, Nate felt it was time to beat his meat to a new record... The spires of Armbury Castle had been enticing for some months now... But it took pleasing almost a dozen cocky noble assholes until he finally got the official permission to rent one of the spires for a day, in exchange for turning it into an enjoyable spectacle for the royal family and all his fans in the city.

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Nobles and bards convened to discuss it, sculptors and painters – to immortalize it in the anals of history. The entire city had gathered below to witness this historical moment firsthand.

Danny prepared Nate through a good hour of abdominal conditioning and double fisting, ensuring the elf's guts and buns were ready for some royal-size stuffing to come. A whole bucket of lube was brought out, and Nate was on cloud nine – well, not quite yet...

The crowd waited anxiously outside as the highborn family took their positions – cheststands, triplefolds, needlescales and ruppel backbends, all following the proper bentiquette. Naked and oiled up like a gem ready to adorn the castle's spire, Nate felt his heart racing with anticipation.

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"Welcome, noble guests!" Danny boomed as he lifted Nate by the ankles, holding him up wide stretched in an oversplit position. "Behold, here is the stretchies bendy butt in the kingdom, ready for the epic challenge of his life!"

Nate's insides tensed up and clenched at the prospect, but not out of fear. He knew he could take it.

With a swing that seemed superhumanly strong, Danny hurled Nate up into the air, so high that only the most potent concoction of berserk mushrooms would have allowed him to gather such power in his muscles.

Danny's heart skipped a beat as the elf executed a flawless double somersault before landing gracefully on top of the sprite, his loose elven hole swallowing the tip with a delicious smack. Relaxing for a moment, he slid down more, feeling a massive bulge growing on his belly.

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Unlike his rock-hard erection, his rectal muscles managed to relax even more over the next few seconds, until he could feel the tip of the spire almost between his lungs. Nate's body trembled with excitement as the massive object continued to invade his most intimate depths.

Overjoyed by the sensation, he grasped the soles of his fancy elven boots and extended his arms and legs wide apart, stretching his legs into an oversplit as he accepted more and more of the invasion. The crowd below him roared with approval at this incredible feat of anal acrobatics.

As Nate's body reached its limit, he let out a groan of pleasure, his cock shooting thick creamy ropes that rained down upon the adoring onlookers below.

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The view from the top of the spire was breathtaking. Nate could see beyond the walls of Armbury all the way to Foldale, a small village by the sea. He wondered if any ships out there could see him through their spyglasses, but the thought was quickly overshadowed by his excitement.

He almost mindlessly bent his elbows, pulling his legs closer, so much that they formed a sharp angle. It wouldn't be long before he achieved the full 360-degree oversplit.

His cock released another burst of white ropes, and it was hard to call them mere leftovers. Being an elf, Nate was quick at reloading his balls during intense anal stimulation. Elven cum was known for its healing properties, and elves were often taken to battles as healers. Fisting was a lifesaver in times of emergency.

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The royal couple watched with fascination from their balconies, stretching their necks to see better.

"Wow... look at him!" Princess Erika couldn't help but squeal, twisting her torso another 180 degrees. "The most incredible boy I've ever seen!"

Prince Martin nodded in agreement, his face flushed with excitement as he tightened his ruppel-triple. "I can hardly tear my eyes away from him!"

Nate was lost in ecstasy, taking the spire to its limits. His cock pulsed with another orgasm as he finally reached the pinnacle – his fancy boots interlocked above his head, nearly impaling himself on the spire.

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Danny panted below, his slick hand sliding swiftly as he admired the breathtaking performance – only wishing his huge barbarian member was capable to please his elven partner as much as that fortunate spire.

Thankfully, the elven hole would shrink back to normal by midnight, and then he'd definitely fill him all night long!