The Easily Defeated Hero's Monster Girl Adventure

by Amanda Clover

  In the throes of your explosion, she seems to double her efforts. Her ass seems enormous from this angle or perhaps, in some perverse and magical way, it has grown larger as she feeds upon your life force.

  You have a smile on your face as you cum once more. The throbbing of your cock as you shudder out the last of your seed is almost painful, but such discomfort is easily ignored as Morelle’s lips curl into a satisfied smile. You feel as if you are falling upwards or perhaps inwards, swallowed up by her jiggling ass until everything becomes dark.

  You hear a distant drumming fade to nothing and you realize it is your slowing heart finally giving out. You hear a new and louder drum begin and you see a pulsing violet light as your soul slips into the depths of Morelle.

  “Delicious,” you hear her giggle as if she is giant and looming above you.

  It is the last thing you hear.

  CONTINUE >

  Warn Theora that Morelle is behind her

  “Theora,” you moan, watching the angel bob her lips on your straining cock. “Theora! You have a demon slinking up behind you!”

  Theora pops her mouth free of your cock, pressing your glistening tip against her soft lips.

  “Do you think I do not know this, Lucas?” She arches her back, presenting her firm ass to Morelle. She looks back fiercely over her shoulder at Morelle and says, “Come here, little succubus, and taste the cunt of a holy guardian of Veleda.”

  “Oh, so commanding!” Morelle squeals with delight. “Yes, ma’am, with pleasure!”

  Morelle’s face dips from your view behind Theora’s shapely bottom, but you can still see the succubus’s legs and tail as she kneels behind the angel. Theora gives your cock a long lick from root to tip and then lets out a moan of pleasure.

  “That’s it,” she sighs. “That’s… oooohhh… suck it just like that.”

  Theora seems to have more to say, but her words are muffled as she stuffs your cock back into her mouth and resumes sucking you. As she bobs up and down on your hard manhood, she rolls her hips and thrust back against Morelle’s face. You can just see Morelle’s horns above the swells of Theora’s ass and hear the succubus moaning and slurping at Theora’s pussy. Theora’s lips pop free from your cock for a moment and you hear a moan of , “Yesssss.”

  “Mmmmmm, you’re so sweet,” giggles Morelle behind her. “I wonder if your little hole here is just as yummy.”

  You watch in throbbing pleasure as Morelle’s face rises from behind Theora and the succubus runs her tongue up the crack of Theora’s ass. Theora’s silvery-blue eyes go wide, but she does not stop sucking you, only pauses at the tip of your cock for a moment, moaning around it as Morelle’s laps deep between Theora’s creamy buttocks. The sight of the succubus vigorously licking the ass of the angel makes your cock twitch with pleasure. Morelle adds her fingers, pumping them into Theora’s pussy, and it’s almost more than you can stand.

  Before you can explode in Theora’s mouth, the angel pulls her lips free and cries out, “Yessss! Oh, Veleda, yes! I’m cumming!”

  “Nnnnnnn!” Morelle cries in reply, her tongue buried between Theora’s cheeks and her shoulder working as she fucks her fingers in and out of Theora’s pussy. You are left hanging on the edge as electric pleasure seems to fill the tent. Violet light crackles behind Theora, bright enough to tint her creamy flanks with demonic color. Morelle’s lidded eyes open slightly and you see the same violet light glowing from them. She’s feeding on Theora’s pleasure!

  Theora knows it too. She jumps forward sudden, bowling you flat on her back as she turns and throws a leg across your waist.

  “You demonic minx!” The beautiful angel roars, her wings snapping and a few loose feathers drifting through the air. “How dare you feed upon my life force!”

  “Ohhhh! Don’t be mad!” Morelle cries, shrinking back defensively. “You are so yummy!”

  Theora grabs Morelle’s hair, twisting her hand in the succubus’s lavender locks. Morelle winces in pain as she is dragged closer to you.

  “Shut this little slut up, Lucas,” commands Theora. “Fuck her properly!”

  She releases Morelle’s hair and grabs the succubus by her arms, bending them back as Theora sits behind Morelle and uses her legs to pin the succubus in place. Morelle starts to say something as Theora reaches around her, roughly squeezing Morelle’s soft breasts and playing with Morelle’s lavender-tinted nipples.

  “Ahhhhh!” Morelle cries, rubbing her legs together but not really trying to escape from Theora’s grasp.

  Theora turns Morelle’s head to the side and leans over the succubus’s shoulder to kiss her on the lips. They begin kissing passionately and sloppily, their tongues slithering between their mouths and their lips colliding with wet smacks. Both of them begin moaning and Morelle spreads her creamy thighs to invite your gaze to her glistening, lavender-blushing cuntlips.

  Your tightly grip your cock at the base of your shaft and press between Morelle’s creamy thighs. She moans against Theora’s lips as your sensitive tip spreads her lavender folds. You thrust past them, sliding into the hot, slick squeeze of her demonically perfect pussy.

  “Oh, yes, fuck her,” moans Theora, watching between kisses as you begin to pound your cock into Morrelle’s hot channel. The succubus’s plump tits bounce with the force of each of your strokes as you thrust into her and build to a great and greater tempo. The squeeze of her pussy around every ridge and sensitive spot of your cock is perfection, as you well know, but it’s the sight of the succubus and the beautiful angel kissing that drives your ardor.

  “Oh, gods,” you hiss through clenched teeth. “It’s so good.”

  “Mmmmmmhmmmm!” Morelle agrees, whining with pleasure into Theora’s smothering kiss. The angel’s fingers sink into the soft mounds of Morelle’s breasts. Her long fingers pluck at the fat buds of Morelle’s lavender nipples. You hammer in and out of the succubus’s pussy, your pleasure rising by the moment and your cock swelling inside that hot furnace of lust.

  You push Morelle’s legs back, bending them at the knee, slamming into her with a fervor building rapidly towards an explosion of pleasure. Theora sees that your eruption is coming and she breaks the kiss with Morelle.

  “No, don’t waste your seed on her,” she cries, practically crawling over Morelle’s body. “Give it to me!”

  Suddenly, the comely angel and the slutty succubus are wrestling with each other for the honor of receiving your seed. Their hands both stroke you at once. Morelle’s other hand caresses your bollocks and Theora’s tongue lashes the tip of your cock. Then Morelle’s tongue is on you as well and they are fighting over who gets to hold your cock in their eager mouth.

  “Ahhhhhh! Here it comes!” You cry, arching and thrusting into their mutual grips and their kiss-joined mouths. The hot pleasure of having your cock kissed, licked, sucked, and stroked by the two supernatural beauties simultaneously is too much to withstand. Your cock surges and your cum fires in a first shot that sails past them both and splashes somewhere on the rumpled bedding. Then Morelle’s mouth is over your cock, sucking out your cum and a bit of your essence.

  “Greedy pig!” Theora cries, pushing the succubus away and taking you into her mouth just in time to catch the next two spurts of your seed. Morelle roughly twists Theora’s nipples, causing her to scream and relinquish her grip on your cock. Morelle dives in quickly, catching the fourth and fifth spurts of your orgasm before finally Theora joins her and their tongues share the creamy spread of your seed.

  You collapse in sweat-drenched exhaustion. You feel their hands and mouths on your body, sucking sweetly on your cock and teasing your bollocks, but you are too tired to lift your head from the bedroll. Darkness closes in on you as the two beauties are still wrestling over your cock.

  You awake to gray light filtering around the flap of Theora’s tent. It is just before dawn and savory smells of campfire cooking are drifting into the tent. You feel a warm and lovely body against you and realize that Morelle is nuzzled
against your chest, snoring softly. You slip out from under her draped arm and pull on your clothes. You pad out of the tent and find Morelle standing by the cookfire.

  You approach her from behind, pressing against her back and wrapping an arm around her to cradle beneath her ample breasts. “Good morning,” you murmur and kiss the side of her neck.

  She stiffens and turns out of your grasp, anger blazing in her silvery-blue eyes.

  “What are you doing, Lucas?” She asks.

  “I thought… I mean… after last night—“

  “Nothing happened last night,” she says. “And that nothing will never happen again.”

  “Um, alright,” you say, feeling both chastened and slightly hurt.

  “Sit down,” she says, gesturing to the overturned tree trunk with a spoon. “Breakfast is almost ready. Once you’ve filled up and I have roused that damned succubus, we will be on our way. At a decent pace, we will reach Bruno before nightfall.”

  “Got it,” you say, taking the steam bowl of oats she offers you.

  You cannot help but think about what transpired the night before in Theora’s tent, but another look into her hard eyes confirms that it is best not to mention it.

  CONTINUE >

  Experience the comfort of Theora’s bosom

  “I cannot refuse such an offer,” you say, admiring the way Theora shapes her creamy mounds with her hands. The thought of those plump pillows squeezing your cock is enough to make your manhood twitch again.

  “A wise choice,” says Theora. “Allow me to make you nice and wet so you slide easily between my breasts.”

  She takes hold of your cock by its root and in a single motion she takes you in her mouth all the way to the hilt. The sudden soft warmth of her mouth and throat on your cock nearly makes you explode. It is, thankfully, such a surprise, that you do not experience the full pleasure before it ends. She bobs only once, up and down, and withdraws her mouth with a gasp. Your cock is left red, twitching, and coated in her saliva.

  “There we are,” she says, a bit breathless. “Now you will now the comfort of my bosom.”

  “Y-yes,” you moan, watching as she scoots closer and guides her soft breasts to your spit-slicked hardness.

  “Smooth as silk,” she murmurs, slipping your upright hardness between her plump breasts, “and as soft as down pillows.”

  “W-warm too,” you moan as she imprisons your cock between her breasts.

  “Yes,” she purrs. “Warm and soft comfort. Give in to the feeling.”

  Her creamy mounds seem to swallow your cock up completely, leaving only the very tip of your cockhead visible between her breasts like some engorged amulet. She squeezes her hands on either side of her breasts and you feel a gentle pressure engulfing your cock.

  It is nearly enough to make you explode. And then she begins to move. She rocks her upper body forward and your spit-slicked cock slides up through her cleavage and back down again. It is incredible, like a pillowy hand is gripping your manhood as she presses in from both sides and rubs her body against the sensitive underside of your cock.

  “Ohhhh,” you gasp, watching her tits squeeze and mold around your cock with each movement of her body. You feel the pressure of your orgasm rising against the softness. She moans and moves more forcefully. You want to hold out, to make this exquisite pleasure last, but looking down at the lovely angel fucking you with her tits is too much.

  “Yes,” she cries, sensing your approaching climax. “Cum for me, Lucas! Spill your seed between my—AH!”

  She cries out in delight as your cock throbs and pulses out a fountain of milky seed. It geysers from between her breasts and splashes her shoulders, face, and back down to glaze the tops of her breasts. The remaining pumps of your seed pour out between her breasts, smearing your cock and coating the crushing valley between her mounds. She wanks you with her soft breasts until she extracts every pearly dribble and your manhood begins to deflate.

  “A comfort few have known,” she remarks, releasing your cock from between her breasts.

  “It was incredible,” you gasp, struggling to suck in each breath after the intensity of your orgasm.

  “Yes, I am certain it was for you.” Theora rises smoothly to her feet. For a moment, her flushed beauty is decorated with your cum. She looks down and makes a disgusted face at the mess you have made on your perfect body. She waves her hand and the filth of your seed disappears. Another wave and she is once more garbed in her clinging gown. “Clean up, Lucas, and go to your tent. You must rest before our journey tomorrow.”

  “R-right,” you say, using a handkerchief to wipe the cum from your wilting cock.

  She tends to the fire as you pull on your trousers and slink off to your tent. You can’t get the thought of Theora’s breasts from your head even as you crawl into your bedroll. You imagine those glorious mounds swallowing up your cock and wanking out load after load of your cum. Your dreams build upon this fantasy, casting you as a tiny man and Theora as a giantess crushing your entire body in her bust.

  You are still mashed in that pillowy perfection when you are rudely awakened by Theora’s harsh command, “Up with you!”

  “Wha?” You stir in your tent, the light still gray before dawn.

  “I said get up,” shouts Theora. “I have almost finished with breakfast. Eat it quickly so we can be on our way.”

  You pull on your clothes and stagger out of your tent. Theora is stirring a pot of sweet-smelling oats over the fire and tending to a cast iron skillet filled with sizzling meat. Morelle is sulking on one of the overturned logs by the fire, idly stirring a steaming bowl of oats and meat.

  “Here,” says Theora, passing a similar bowl to you. “No honey.”

  “I had all the honey I need last night.” You begin to recollect, a dreamy smile on your face, but your bliss is cut short by Theora’s hard stare.

  “Speak no more of last night. I would rather bathe in manure than have your filthy seed spread upon my bosom.”

  You wince at her harsh words and sit down beside Morelle.

  “You never came looking for me,” says the succubus. “I was waiting for you to come fuck me.”

  You sigh and begin to stuff your face with the food. Full, but still half-asleep, you strike camp. Theora promises you will arrive in Bruno before nightfall.

  CONTINUE >

  Go for a swim with Morelle

  You cannot resist the temptation of the beautiful succubus. You kick off your boots and strip off your sweat-stained tunic. Morelle giggles with delight as you unbuckle your belt and shuck off your trousers. You step to the edge of the stream, stripping off your underwear just before you leap into the steaming water.

  Warmth engulfs you, instantly smothering the chill in the air as you crouch down neck-deep in the hot spring fed water. Morelle approaches, sliding like a serpent through the water, her luscious breasts beaded with water and faintly steaming in the moonlight.

  “Isn’t it wonderful?” She asks, stretching her arms over her head and causing her breasts to jiggle. “Just the thing to rid ourselves of the late night chill.”

  “Yes,” you agree. “It’s nice.”

  “Nice? Mmmmmmm.” She sinks deeper into the water, the shapes of her breasts just visible beneath the dark surface. She approaches you purposefully, her violet eyes glittering in the dark. “I can think of ways to get even warmer.”

  “I, um, just hopped in for a swim,” you say, laughing nervously at the predatory glint in her eyes. “And to get clean.”

  “Oh, I can make sure every part of you is clean,” she says, pressing her soft body against you and stroking your hip. You feel her fingers reaching for your cock and wade out of her reach. She is tempting and you have certainly had fun with Morelle in the past, but there is something dangerous about her out in the real world. She’s bound to you by the gem in your sword, but can she still devour your soul? If she did, would Veleda save your life?

  “I think we had better go back to camp,” y
ou say, backing farther away in the steaming water.

  You feel a slippery stone under your foot and try to step carefully over it. As you do, something moves beneath the water and suddenly swallows up your cock in silky, liquid heat. You freeze, a look of shocked pleasure on your face.

  “Ohhhhh,” you moan as the sensation begins to ripple, squeeze, and gently suck your cock. Her tail! Morelle is using her diabolical tail to pleasure you! Before you can object, the lovely succubus presses her body against yours, her creamy titflesh squeezing against your chest and her hands caressing your lean shoulders.

  “That’s right, Lucas,” she purrs, bringing her lips close to yours. “Just relax in the warm water and enjoy the pleasure you know only my tail can give you.”

  It seems to twist and squeeze around your cock, sucking urgently and rhythmically. Your lips part in a moan and Morelle seizes the moment to kiss you. Her tongue darts into your mouth and you taste the sweetness of her. Without thinking, your hands find her hips and gently squeeze the ample roundness of her ass.

  “Morelle,” you gasp, pulling your lips away from hers. “You shouldn’t do this.”

  “It’s fine,” she giggles softly, her tail sucking even harder on your straining cock. “You can admit that it feels good. Nothing shameful about that.”

  “Ohhhhhh,” you moan as your pleasure rises with each suck.

  “Say it,” she says, her eyes flashing with a menacing gleam. “Admit it to me.”

  Fear prickles at the back of your neck. She is your ally, she wouldn’t really hurt you, would she?

  “Admit it,” she says, her voice almost a growl and her slender fingers lacing into the hair at the back of your head. Her large, violet eyes seem to glow.

  What do you do?

  Admit to her that it feels good

  Refuse to admit your pleasure