„Here, good sire, as promised, your new bride!“ croaked my guide with his hoarse voice, diminished behind his plague mask.

His oil lamp illuminated my „bride,“ who was patiently awaiting my arrival in the lake around my new home. She lovingly beckoned me to join her.

„She will bear you some fine and healthy offspring, good sire!“ he cackled.

„I am dead sure you will be awfully busy with some nuptial bliss for a long time!“

With that said, my wardens pushed me into the caressing embrace of my lusting bride.

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Rendered in Iray with DAZ 4.14. Postwork in Photoshop.

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This was my contest entry for Renderotica's 2022 Halloween Contest, and I had a lot of fun participating and enjoying all the other entries.