“You’re right,” you say, sheathing your sword. You extend a hand to her as if offering it in consolation. You gaze into her glowing red eyes and sub-vocalize a prayer to Veleda to bathe you in her holy light. You repeat it again and again, your lips moving silently as you mouth the words.
“I knew you were a coward,” chuckles Izabella. “Very well, I will drain you dry. Present your neck to me.”
You turn your head as if offering her your neck. You close your eyes and hear footsteps drawing nearer. You continue to mouth the prayer, “Holy Veleda, bathe me in your light. Blind my foes and protect me from their evil.”
“What is that you’re saying? Your goddess cannot help you now, Lucas.” She places a cool hand on your arm.
The flash of from Startle Eye is so bright that you see as if your eyes are not even closed. An intense, white flare bursts from your outstretched hands and even with your eyes closed tightly you can see Izabella recoil violently. She screeches in agony, grabbing at her face and covering her eyes. She hits the floor and flails her arms and legs, striking a chair and smashing it to bits.
“It’s worked!” You cry as she screams and kicks and flips over a nearby chaise.
You draw your sword from its sheath and charge at the flailing vampiress. As you stand over her, just out reach of her flailing limbs, you see that her eyes have been burned to cinders by Startle Eye. The smoking pits are healing though and in a few seconds her unholy magic will restore her sight. You hesitate no longer, holding your sword in both hands and plunging it straight down into Izabella’s breast.
Just as the holy sword is about to plunge into the beautiful vampiress’s ample breast, there is a flash of light that burns through your eyelids nearly as bright as Startle Eye. You are staggered back a step by the force of the explosive light. You hear a scream from the vampiress, but it seems to fade into nothingness as if she is falling down a deep hole.
You open your eyes and see that the gem in the hilt of your sword is glowing pink. There is no sign of the vampiress.
“Gone,” you moan softly, sagging against the nearby bedpost. Your sword feels colder in your grasp, as if vampiress has added her sinister character to the metal of its blade. Whether it is your imagination or not, the vampiress is defeated and now certainly resides within the crystal with the other monster girls.
You sheath your sword and pick up the candelabrum. You give a last look around the well-furnished chamber of the vampiress and depart. On the castle’s ground floor you encounter the baroness.
“Did you… did she…?” She looks at you, tears quivering in her pale blue eyes.
“Yes,” you say. “She is beaten. She will not trouble you or your lands again, my lady.”
“Oh, thank you, Lucas!” She cries, throwing her arms around your shoulders and kissing your cheek.
“It was my duty,” you say, feeling bigger and more powerful than you have ever felt with the slender baroness in your arms.
CONTINUE >
Visit with Gretchen the cow girl
“I would like to visit with Gretchen,” you say to Hina.
“Ah, yes, of course, master,” says Hina, setting off through the palace. “She has been very busy, but I am certain she will want to visit with you.”
Hina leads you out of the palace and over the rolling green meadow that she evidently created just to satisfy the comfort of cow girl. You pass a bubbling creek and a small field of wildflowers and arrive at a lovely red barn with white trim.
“I wish my barn was this nice back at the farm,” you mutter.
“Here we are,” says Hina, gesturing to the smaller door into the barn.
You step forward, open the door, and enter the scent of hay, grain, and the faint mustiness of farm animals. This familiar environment is disrupted by the rattle, whir, and pneumatic pop of some sort of machine rigged up next tone one of the stalls. Steam gusts from one side and a glass cylinder suddenly gushes full of a thin, milky-like liquid.
“Um, Gretchen?” You call.
The cow girl pokes her horned head out of the stall beside the machine.
“Oh, Lucas! Just in time!” She motions you over. “I am growing a bit tired of the golem. Come and have a look!”
You walk around the entrance of the stall and nearly cry out in shock when you peer inside. You see a Hina hanging above the floor, her body pink in places and resembling the pleasure Hina that sometimes greets you in your bedchamber. A web of leather straps hold her parallel with the floor, which is strange, but not nearly as strange as the glass cylinder attached to the Hina’s enormous penis. The cock flexes inside the cylinder to the rhythmic pumping of the machine.
“W-what is that?” You say, pointing at the cock.
“Hello, master,” says the Hina cheerily. “I am helping.”
“Oh, I asked her if there was anywhere I could get a cock and she volunteered,” says Gretchen, smacking the Hina on her bare bottom. “The little girl is a lot of fun, but I’m afraid she has her limits.”
“Oh, um, Miss Gretchen?” The Hina interjects. “I am about to expel more fluid.”
“Right, go on then,” says Gretchen, stroking the Hina’s firm bottom.
“Ah!” The golem gives a short cry of pleasure and you watch as her huge cock throbs in the cylinder. Cum pumps out in a large quantity, collecting in the tip of the cylinder and just as quickly sucked away down a hose and into the machine. The orgasm lasts for several seconds before the Hina seems to relax in the web of straps.
“I can get as many as I need out of her,” says Gretchen, walking over, wide hips swaying, and shutting off her machine. “The problem is, it’s just not very good.”
She unscrews the top of her machine and reaches a hand into the larger reservoir. She pulls out fingers coated in glistening white liquid. She sniffs it, tastes it with the tip of her tongue, and holds the rest out to you.
“It smells like cum,” you say, flinching away.
“Yeah, it is, I guess,” she says. She licks her fingers clean. “It tastes good enough. But it just doesn’t have that oomph I am looking for. You know?”
“No, I do not know,” you say.
Gretchen seals the machine back up and turns it on again. The Hina groans with pleasure in the nearby stall.
“I’ll just try my formula with ten times the amount,” she says. “Oh, Lucas, were you here to help out? I could always use some help from you.”
She brazenly grabs hold of your cock through your trousers and gives it a squeeze. You are already quite hard from watching the Hina being milked. Gretchen’s lingerie-like costume worn over her jiggling and very shapely body is only making things worse.
“W-what did you need help with?” You ask as she massages your cock.
“Mmmmm, I could always use some of your milk, Lucas,” she says, kneading your cock.
“F-for a new potion?” You ask.
“Yeah, a potion, right,” she giggles. She suddenly releases your cock and walks over to a work bench behind the machine. “Which reminds me, I have been working on another one. I’m not sure you will like it.”
She holds up the a vial of bright pink liquid with a glowing, metallic blue swirl through it. The potion seems to pulse with magical energy as if beating with the tempo of a heart. She thrusts the vial between her breasts, resting it in her cleavage. She puts her hands on her wide hips and looks at you. “Want to help me test it out?”
“Well, um, what does it do?”
“Not sure exactly,” she says with a shrug that squeezes her tits around the vial. “But we can find out together. I’ll let you try it while I… observe… the results.”
You’re not so sure you want to be Gretchen’s potion-taster. There is powerful magic in her alchemical concoctions and you’re not sure what the pink and blue liquid swirling in that vial would do to your body.
Then again, you are reasonably safe here in the Crystal Sanctum. It might be better to find out what the potion does here and now rather than fi
nd out when facing down with a monster girl.
“Well, what’s it going to be?” She says, sauntering back up to you and massaging your cock through your trousers. “Are you going to give me that yummy milk? Or test this?”
She squeezes her tits tightly around the vial crammed in her cleavage and the stopper almost pops off.
What do you do?
Just give Gretchen your milk
Help her test her new potion
Spend some time with Hina the Golem Girl
You are always struck by the precise beauty of Hina, the porcelain-bodied golem girl. You know that a fleshier and equally lovely version awaits your whim in your private chambers. You also know that the golem can be a bit over-enthusiastic. And you sort of like that.
“Um, Hina,” you say, your face going how with embarrassment even though the golem never seems to judge you, “I think I would like to visit with you.”
“Oh, master, that would be wonderful,” she says happily. She takes your hand in her cold, hard grip and begins to lead you through the palace. “I have prepared an advanced pleasure scenario for you today in the hopes that you would request my attention.”
“Advanced pleasure… scenario?” You croak, struggling to keep up with the eager pace of the golem. “How advanced?”
“Level seven,” she says as if you should understand. “Times two.”
“Level fourteen?” You ask.
“No, silly, there is no level fourteen. It stops at eleven. But I have doubled the level seven pleasure scenario.” Her heels beat like a drum as she climbs the stairs in such a rush that you are gasping for breath by the time you reach the top. “I promise you, master, you will not be disappointed.”
“Uh… alright… I just… a normal scenario would be fine, Hina, you don’t have do anything special,” you say, struggling to keep up.
She finally reaches your suite and throws the doors open. The golden-red sunlight slants through the windows, forming rectangles of pink on the white tiles of the floor. The curtains are pulled on the huge four-poster bed that dominates the bedroom. The guide Hina steps back, smiling proudly as you step warily towards the bed.
You catch your breath before slowly parting the curtains and revealing what is waiting for you on your bed. The shapely pink-haired Hina is there as usual, her bare breasts visible through a sheer babydoll that clings to her jutting pink nipples. Her eyes glow a rosy hue as she looks lustily up at you, stroking her shapely hip.
“Hello, master,” she says.
A second Hina rises beside her, rosy-eyed, but blue-haired. She seems made from the same softer material as the pleasure Hina, only her nipples, areolas, and the delicate folds of her pussy are also blue beneath her sheer babydoll.
“We’re so glad to see you,” she adds.
The two golems pull you onto the bed between them and begin showering you with kisses as they undress you. Their lips are warm, their fingers precise as they open your buttons and remove your trousers. You groan with pleasure as they begin to kiss your chest, your abdomen, and move together down to your stiffening cock.
“Oh, gods,” you moan, lifting your head from the pillow to look at them. Two pairs of hands massage your balls, your hard cock, your thighs, and your toned abdomen. The Hinas gaze up at you with matching rose-tinted eyes as they begin to coo and lap at your cock with warm tongues. You groan, thrusting at their mouths as they kiss your cock, each other, and run their tongues all you’re your hardness.
“Oh, master,” coos the pink-haired Hina. “You’re so full of cum. We’ll need to suck a lot out of you.”
“Mmmmmmm!” The blue-haired Hina can’t reply with both of your balls stuffed into her warm, wet mouth.
“N-not too much,” you moan.
“Just enough,” agrees the pink-haired Hina and she begins sucking your cock vigorously. Her technique is incredible, sliding down until you are buried in her silky throat and curling her tongue like a tentacle around your shaft. You tremble and moan as the rising and fall suction draws you towards an orgasm. Your balls would be tight against your root but they are caught in the blue-haired Hina’s mouth as she lovingly washes them with her nimble tongue.
“Ahhhhhh! Oh, gods, here it commmmess!” You cry, exploding volcanically straight down the pink-haired Hina’s throat. She gulps your load without hesitation, draining every drop of your spurting cum and continuing to suck you.
“H-hey,” you moan, trying to lift her head away. “Hey… that’s enough… that’s HEY!”
Suddenly the blue-haired Hina is climbing atop you, mounting your face with her peachy white ass and her blue-petaled pussy in your face. Before you can say another word she drops both against you, smothering your nose in her warm crack and covering your mouth with her slick, sweet cuntlips. You feel the other Hina shifting, there is a moment of freedom where your hard cock is not being sucked, and then you feel her even warmer cunt sliding down onto your manhood.
“Mmmmhphhmmm,” you protest against the Hina on your face.
“Lick me, master, pleaaaase,” begs the blue-haired Hina.
Despite your fears, you reach up and grab hold of her firm ass and begin to lick her cunt. You thrust your tongue deep into her sugary folds, slurping and tasting whatever fluid the golem produces to lubricate her quim. She grinds atop you, riding your face for a pleasure you had not imagined that a golem could truly feel. Her wails of ecstasy and the spasms of her hot cunt seem to be as real as the squeezing pussy riding atop your cock.
You are so distracted by the Hina atop your face that you explode inside the other Hina without much awareness of what is happening. One moment her warm, slick pussy is gliding on your cock and then next your manhood is twitching inside her and filling her with your seed. She rides even harder, laughing and apparently kissing the other Hina, although you cannot be sure as your view is mostly blocked.
One pleasure blends into another and you lick and suck at the sweet pussy and firm ass atop your face. If you’re not tonguing a slick cunt, you are rimming the blue-tinted wrinkle of the Hina’s asshole, moaning as you cum again into the pink-haired Hina’s sucking cunt. Again and again you are driven over the edge, your orgasms becoming painful, your body drenched in sweat, and your arms weak.
You feel a cold twitch of horror as you realize they are not going to stop, they are caught in some pleasure loop making you cum again and again. You begin to struggle, trying to lift the Hina from your face, but by then it is far too late.
Darkness closes in around you, but you can still faintly hear.
“I think we broke master,” says one Hina.
“We had better fetch him a potion,” replies the other.
You are distantly aware of their weight lifting from your body as you slip off into complete unconsciousness. You awaken with your head cradled in the lap of the blue-haired Hina as the pink-haired Hina looks down at you and strokes your chest. She holds and empty bottle in her hand. A strong medicinal taste burns in your mouth and down your throat.
“Master, you’re awake,” says the pink-haired Hina.
“I feel much better,” you say. It’s true. As you push yourself into a sitting position you do feel mostly fine other than a little soreness in your jaw.
“We’re sorry, master,” says the blue-haired Hina as she helps you to your feet. “We enjoyed pleasuring you so much that we lost all track of your limits as a human. We are sorry.”
“Yes, we are sorry,” agrees the pink-haired Hina.
“It’s, um, fine,” you say, taking your neatly folded clothes and pulling on your trousers. They help you dress and see you to the door. You step out into the hallway, relieved to be away from the cock-hungry golems. You are immediately confronted by the sight of another blue-haired Hina.
“Hello, master,” says the guide Hina. “Where would you like to go now?”
She looks at you expectantly, her eyes glowing faintly and a cheery smile on her face as if her sisters didn’t just almost kill you.
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nbsp; What do you do?
It is time to return to the real world
Visit with Izabella the Vampiress
Visit with Morelle the Novice Succubus
Visit with Oola the Slime Girl
Visit with Gretchen the Cow Girl
Get more training from Theora the Angel of Veleda
Use Dervish Strike
You deflect another slashing attack from Izabella as she tries to wear down your defenses with her claws. Gripping your sword more tightly with both hands, you roar a prayer to Veleda and feel her holy fury burn in your muscles. The glow of your sword spreads to your entire body.
“What are you doing now, little Lucas?” Izabella shouts, her tone mocking, but her red eyes betraying a flash of concern.
“You are an abomination of evil!” You shout. “By the goddess and in her name, I will carve you into ribbons!”
You unleash a whirling frenzy of attacks, your sword swinging so fast it becomes a blazing blur. To your shock, Izabella draws a sturdy dagger from her hip and meets your blade blow-for-blow. Your sword rings from her blocking dagger again and again as you smash through furniture and cleave one of the posters on her bed.
“Did you think me unarmed?” She laughs as she catches your sword on her dagger again and again. “Burn yourself out like a candle, little warrior. I am only getting started with you.”
You scream with rage, swinging your sword even faster, but your fury is expended uselessly against the vampiress. She is too fast to be overwhelmed by your frenzied attack and you are left exhausted and barely able to lift your sword to protect yourself.
“Bitch,” you gasp, your arms aching and your body drenched in sweat. “You won’t win in the end.”
“Ah, maybe not with your holy tricks,” she sneers, easily batting aside your feeble attack. “But you have lost this time!”
She slams her shoulder into your chest and drives you to your knees. You try to bring up your sword and she smashes it from your hands with a blow from your dagger. Breathless, exhausted, you look up at her with hatred blazing in your eyes. You see only contempt in reply.
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