The Easily Defeated Hero's Monster Girl Adventure

by Amanda Clover

“Give it to me!” Theora cries with delight.

  Your cock spasms between Theora’s breasts and as the nearly purple tip slides from between her blushing mounds you let loose a geyser of cum. Your seed splashes across her breasts and fills the valley between them. Your sliding cock pumps out more and more, smearing it up nearly to her throat and back down between her breasts.

  She slows her bouncing motion against your cock, looking up at you with a mocking smile as you shiver from the last of your pleasure.

  “If I were a monster girl, you would be doomed.” Theora lessens the pressure on the sides of her breasts until they fall back into place, revealing redness and creamy smears of cum. She stands up slowly, dragging her breasts against your shirt and spreading some of your own filth onto your clothing. She strokes your face with her hand. “If you want any hope of beating these monster girls you must learn to control your urges. Some of them might almost be as beautiful as me. They’ll really want your seed. Do you think you can handle them?”

  “Gods,” you murmur, still stunned by her beauty and what has just happened. “I… I don’t think so.”

  “Well, you had better figure it out quickly, farm boy,” she says. “The gods and all the humans are depending on you.”

  She waves her hand over her chest and there is a burst of steam that cleans away the mess you made on her throat and dripping down her breasts. She scoops up her gown and pulls it back over her lovely body. Your cock stirs. How can you hope to win against monster girls when you are already craving more of Theora?

  “Clean up,” she says, pointing an accusatory finger at your twitching cock. “Meet me outside when you are done.”

  You splash your groin with water from the well pump and feel shame at how quickly your cock exploded between the lovely angel’s breasts. The way she talked and the way her lewd body made you feel were both very unholy. Your face is red with shame as you finally exit the barn and find her waiting in the slivery moonlight, leaned against a fence and picking at her fingertip.

  “The human world is so very dirty,” she says, looking up finally. “Well, are you ready to begin your quest?”

  You look down at the sword in your hand. The faint glow of it is not very reassuring.

  “You don’t want more training do you?” Theora looks at you with a hint of annoyance. “We can’t spend all night doing this. There are real humans in peril out there.”

  When you still do not respond to her, she walks over and prods your chest with a finger tip. “Well, out with it, hero! What do you want?”

  What do you do?

  Get more training from Theora

  Ask Theora to explain the Crystal Sanctum

  Begin your quest

  Draining Ass

  You consider the erotic, soul-sucking choices Morelle has presented to you, any of which seems like a fine way to perish. You take in a view of her beautiful figure. The most drastically transformed part of Morelle is definitely her backside. She was a slender young woman, hardly more than a waif, and now her slender waist widens dramatically into broad hips and a thick, shapely backside. Her creamy buttocks jiggle with each movement and you catch glimpses of her furry cunt and the pink wrinkle of her asshole.

  Her figure reminds you of the lower half of a statue of Yamala, the mother goddess, but even more exaggerated. No, Morelle is even more luscious. If you must perish, you would meet your end in that delicious, creamy crescent.

  “Your ass,” you moan, your face going hot with embarrassment.

  “Oh? Which technique was that?”

  “Draining Ass,” you moan, eliciting an immediate giggle from the beautiful succubus.

  “Oh, Lucas, you’re such a naughty boy,” she says with delight. “Do you like my big, creamy ass?”

  She sways her hips as she turns around, bending onto her hands and knees, which reveals the plump, onion-shape of her bottom and spreads her cheeks. She reaches back to smack her ass. You watch her soft cheeks jiggle with the impact. Her tail follows the curve of one of her hips and curls beneath her cheeks, lifting and squeezing them upwards with prehensile strength.

  “Gods,” you moan, your cock twitching at the lewd sight.

  “Lady Rachelle said the cunt of a succubus can make a man forget all other pleasure,” her fingers dig into her soft buttocks as she spreads her crack wide, “but the ass of a succubus can take a man to oblivion in a single stroke.”

  “One stroke?” You murmur, staring at her lavender-tinted rosebud set in the deep valley of her buttocks.

  “MMmmmhmmm,” she says, running her fingers between her cheeks and tapping them lightly against her anus. “But you’re a strapping young man. I bet you can cum two times before dying. Maybe even three.”

  She pulls her fingers away and squats beside you, her ass spread wide and her delicate rosebud exposed.

  “Spit on it,” she demands. “Spit right on my ass, Lucas.”

  The lewdness of her words makes your cock jerk in your trousers. You lift your head from the floor, leaning towards her, inhaling her sweet, sexual perfume and admiring the raunchy sight of her spread cheeks and dewy cunt. Her tail curls around her hip and drags across the front of your trousers.

  “Go on, do it,” she cries and thrusts her ass towards your face. “Spit on my asshole!”

  You spit messily into the smooth valley between her buttocks. Her hole clenches as it is splattered with your saliva. She lets out a soft moan of pleasure and reaches back, smearing your spit all over her pucker and pressing two fingers into the tight, lavender-tinged wrinkle.

  “Ohhhh, yes, I can’t wait to have your cock in my ass,” she moans, fucking her fingers in and out of her hole. She tosses her violet hair and looks at you over her shoulder. “Get up on your knees, Lucas. Fuck me like a man. Take my ass with your farm boy cock.”

  Her words command you like tugs on the strings of a marionette. You rise and shift to your knees behind her. She watches you over her shoulder as you fumble with your belt and the buttons of your trousers. Your face is hot with lust, your heart pounding in your chest and your cock aching to be released. It finally springs into your grasp, the head already glistening with precum.

  “Ooooh yes,” coos Morelle. “Right here. Fuck me right heeere.”

  She slips her fingers out of her asshole and you can see her spread lavender and pink glistening with your saliva and slowly puckering closed again. You cannot hold back! With your cock grasped at the root, you guide your hard tip to her spit-smeared hole. It is incredibly hot and soft beneath your cock. She bites her lower lip and whimpers with lust. You rest one hand on her soft ass and push, the head of your swollen cock forcing its way into her clenching hole.

  For a moment, her divot resists you thrust. Morelle arches her back and lowers her shoulders. With a little more effort and a groan of surprise, you push past the delicate clench of her velvet ring and your cock slides into the hot tunnel of her ass.

  “Ooohhh, it’s so much bigger than it looked,” she gasps. The pleasure you are experiencing is too intense for you to be hurt by Morelle’s backhanded compliment. You sink every inch of your hardness into that exquisite hole until your hips press against her big, pliant ass. With your cock buried in the furnace of her ass, you are unable to move for several seconds for fear your cock will explode inside her tightness.

  Such efforts to restrain yourself hardly matter as Morelle’s asshole begins to squeeze around your cock. She looks back at you over her shoulder and gasp, “Don’t fight it, Lucas! Give me what I need! Give it all to me if you want! I’m so hungry!”

  Somehow even the depths of her ass seem to massage you in silky warmth. You try to pull back, to withdraw your cock from this incredible vise of pleasure, but it is too late. Your cock seems to grow harder with each ripple of her ass and after only a few more squeezes you let out a desperate gasp of pleasure as your cock begins to jerk deep inside her ass. Your cum spurts deep into Morelle’s creamy ass and you cling to her as if you might fall over. Each
gush produces another wave of pleasure and another strange, weakening aftershock that makes your legs tremble.

  “Ooooohhh, yes, so much essence,” she moans. “Fill my ass, Lucas. Let it drain out every drop of your soul.”

  She moves against you, sliding her ass on your spurting cock and using her impossibly skilled inner muscles to milk you of every drop of your seed. As the last of your orgasm shudders through your body, you collapse across Morelle’s back, panting and weak.

  “Still alive?” She giggles and a squeeze of her ass sends another shock of pleasure through your hardness. She begins to roll her hips, her soft ass against you and her hole squeezing rhythmically around your cock. Now lubed with your plentiful seed, your cock moves smoothly inside her tight passage. Your hardness never wanes and you feel yourself being driven towards another peak with shocking swiftness.

  “Wait,” you moan. “I want… please… ohhhhhh, not so fast. You’re going to make me cum again.”

  She laughs and says, “You are so cute, Lucas! That is the whole point. My ass will drain you dry!”

  You manage to push off of her, rocking back against your heels. Morelle’s soft ass follows you, engulfing your hard cock and bouncing her soft buttocks against your hips. You are too weak and too unwilling to fight harder to escape. You watch helplessly as her ass slides up and down on your cum-smeared shaft. In moments, you feel the exhilarating rush of another orgasm fast approaching. You grab her ass and at the last moment give in to the pleasure, thrusting deep into her creamy hole.

  “That’s it!” She moans. “Fuck me! Fuck my ass, Lucas! Give it all to me!”

  “Aahhhhh! Yes! I’m cumming!” You cry, your fingers squeezing the soft flesh of her plush ass and your cock plowing deep into her creamy ring. You let loose your pleasure, aware that she is feasting on your soul even as you pump her exquisite ass full of your seed. As the last of your cum shudders out of your cock, a wave of dizziness overwhelms you and you fall backwards. Your cock slurps lewdly out of the beautiful succubus’s freshly-fucked ass and sticks straight up into the air as you fall on your back. Still hard, smeared with foamy spunk, it twitches.

  “Is that it?” She wonders and slowly turns around on her hands and knees. Her violet eyes glow with the power she has taken from your body. A smile curls her soft lips as she sees you are still alive. “Well, once more then, Lucas. Are you ready to meet your end in my ass?”

  “Ohhhh,” you moan, too weak to form a word. She rises to her feet, a beautiful giantess standing above you. She stands astride your helpless body and slowly squats above your cock. She grabs hold of your slippery shaft and looks into your eyes as she guides you back to the dripping cleft of her spunk-smeared anus.

  “Every drop,” she whispers as she sinks her hot ass down onto your hard cock. She rides you without every taking her glowing eyes off of you. Her ass smacks against you with each downward stroke, her hot, cream-stuffed hole rippling and squeezing around you. You struggle to even breathe, but the pleasure is exquisite. You laugh as you feel yourself about to cum.

  “Go with a smile,” says Morelle. “Fill me one last time.”

  “Aaahhh,” you moan faintly as your cock throbs with pleasure so intense it is almost painful. Each jerk of your orgasm drains another hot gush of your essence. You can hear Morelle saying something, but it is very far away. This is it, you realize.

  Darkness closes in around you…

  The End?

  Receive the Judgment of Veleda >

  Get more training from Theora

  “I’m not ready yet,” you say plainly. “I need more work.”

  “Oh, is that what you’re calling it?” Theora looks you over with suspicion in her brilliant blue eyes. “I suppose a scrawny farm boy like you needs all the help you can get. I have the feeling you are just doing this to see all the ways I will fuck you.”

  Your face goes hot with embarrassment.

  “Losing to me won’t cost you your life,” she says. “Remember, if you lose to a real monster girl, you could spend eternity enslaved by her or even be devoured. You have one thousand lives, but you don’t want to waste them. Not when you have the whole world to save. Do you understand?”

  “You’re saying I can’t lose to a monster girl over and over to see all the ways she’ll beat me and then use that information to beat her?”

  Theora sighs. “You are sounding more and more like Ingbert. That was his method at the beginning.”

  “I thought he fought monsters, not monster girls,” you point out.

  “Yes, that makes it even worse. He was a real masochist.” She claps her hands together and gestures back to the barn. “Very well, little farm boy. Let’s go another round and see if you have learned anything at all.”

  You step back into the dim barn and she shoves you from behind, shouting, “Fight me! Like your thousand lives depend on it, Lucas!”

  By the time you have turned around, sword in hand, Theora’s wings are spread wide and she is once again holding her glowing staff. The look of determination on her pretty face is all you need to see to know that she will not be giving you any easy fight. You begin to circle each other with your guard up.

  “Fight like a hero,” she says. “No more losing just to see what happens! That’s perverted!”

  Your cock twitches in your trousers at the thought of how you might succumb to Theora’s power.

  What do you do?

  Wait

  Parley

  Attack

  Item

  Special Ability

  Surrender

  Reverse Ride

  Morelle thrusts her hips down, dropping the soft weight of her ass against your hips and impaling her steaming hot cunt onto your rigid cock. You groan loudly, reaching out at the blurry shape of her ass, meaning to push her away, but tamed by the sudden pleasure surrounding your cock. You end up grabbing two handfuls of her creamy assflesh and squeezing tight as she begins to ride atop you. Her cunt grips you as her juices flow down your shaft and drip from your balls.

  “Ooooh, that’s it, Lucas,” she giggles, looking back at you over her shoulder as she bounces her ass up and slams it back down again. “Do you like to fuck me?”

  Her plump cheeks jiggle with each impact as she slams your hips back down onto the floor of the kitchen. She arches her back and swings her hips with each stroke. Her slick cunt seems to massage you. The sight of her ass, finally coming into focus, spurs you to drive your cock up and into her pussy.

  “Yes,” you cry. “Yes! Gods, yes, Morelle! It’s so good!”

  You squeeze her ass and slide your hands up to her unnaturally voluptuous hips for an even better grip. You hold her tightly as you pound your cock up and into her, meeting every roll of her hips with a desperate thrust of your cock.

  “Feed me your essence,” cries Morelle. “Fill me with your delicious seed!”

  She looks away from you and puts her full efforts into riding your cock. She slips and slides over you, her pussy gripping your straining cock as you feel your pleasure rise into an exhilarating peak.

  “Ahhhhhh!” You cry, grabbing her ass with both hands, her soft flesh squeezing between your fingers. You thrust upwards, your surging cock cradled in the intense warmth of her perfect pussy, her exposed asshole flexing with her inner muscles.

  “Give it to me!” She commands, wrapping her prehensile tail around your neck.

  Your cock jerks powerfully inside her clutching cunt and you spurt your first jet of seed into the hungry depth’s of Morelle’s demonic pussy. As your hot cum pumps into the succubus, she moans with delight and tightens her tail around your neck. She’s not choking you, but she’s close, drawing your head upright with a jerk and forcing you to watch as her ass rises and falls with an almost hypnotic rhythm. Her hot inner walls squeeze after each spasm of pleasure you feel and a strange aftershock of ecstasy rolls through you.

  In the throes of such molten pleasure, it takes several spurts for you to realize she is feeding
upon your life force. You spasm again, firing another shot of cum deep into her pussy, creating a lewd wetness that slurps around you as she descends, and feeling a ripple of draining ecstasy follow on the heels. Your orgasm is not subsiding. If anything, your spasms are becoming more and more intense. Seconds become more than a minute. The pleasure is excruciating and your balls begin to throb with each pulse of cum.

  “W-what is happening?” You cry.

  “Oh, Lady Rachelle told me it was possible, but I never imagined I’d do it on my first try.” She looks back at you with violet magic glowing in her eyes. “A singular drain. One orgasm, drawn out until you perish. Go on, Lucas, give it all to me.”

  “Yesss,” you gasp, clinging desperately to her plump ass. You thrust into her, firing your cum again and again until you have no more strength to thrust and no more cum to give. You slump weakly beneath her, your cock still twitching. She laughs with delight, her pussy milking you dry and her musky tail tightening even more around your neck.

  “Goodbye, Lucas,” she says. “You have been… delicious.”

  With a last, arching spasm of pleasure, you surrender your soul to Morelle. Darkness closes in around you as the succubus giggles.

  The End?

  Receive the Judgment of Veleda >

  Unquenchable Blowjob

  You can hardly tear your gaze away from Morelle’s lusciously full lips, glistening slightly, curling into a smile that invited even more attention. She runs her tongue over her lower lip as if aware that you are watching closely. You have to know. You have to feel those lips on your cock. Even if it damns you. Even if she sucks out your soul.

  “Your mouth,” you croak. You have to clear your throat and try again, using the phrase she used, “The, um, Unquenchable Blowjob.”

  “Oh, of course,” she exclaims with obvious delight. “I would be honored to drain your cock with my hot little mouth!”