CONTINUE >
Wait
You keep your guard up as you circle with Saleen. The constant motion of her daggers does not deceive you and you easily deflect her feints. She is quick, rarely leaving an opening, so you continue to circle.
“This is boring,” she says. “How about we play a different game? How about… catch!”
She throws both of her daggers at you simultaneously. You swing your sword and with a clanging impact and a burst of sparks you deflect both blades. She follows through on the attack with a leaping kick that lands her heel in your chest. If she were a foot taller, it would have put you to the ground. You stagger back a step and recover, snarling at her and swinging wide with your sword to drive her back.
“Faster than I expected,” she laughs. She draws another dagger from a concealed belt and produces a long chain, weighted at one end, which she begins to spin in her other hand.
“You should have sent the big guy, Toad,” you shout. “He might have been a challenge!”
Saleen curses in the language prevalent in Vorokesh and charges at you, swinging the chain at your face. You could duck beneath it, but you see her dagger poised to stab at your other side and you extend your arm and take the blow from her flail. The weight thumps painfully against your shoulder as you catch the chain in your hand. You quickly wrap it around your arm, pulling her off balance and easily knocking aside her attack from her dagger.
“Re-ush feak!” Saleen shouts, trying to turn her blade and strike upwards and under your guard. You yank her off balance again and she releases the chain. It almost causes you to tumble over backwards, but you manage to throw your body forwards and catch her in the throat with the edge of your blade. You nearly open her throat up, but stop your momentum just short of slicing into her flesh.
Saleen realizes in an instant what has happened. Her brow furrows with anger and you see her lips twist into a scowl behind her sheer veil. She tilts her chin up as you steady yourself and hold your blade at her throat.
“Yield to me,” you growl.
Her gaze flicks to Toad.
He lets out a sigh and says, “I do not want you dead, Saleen. Yield to him.”
“Mmmmm,” she growls with anger, but whispers, “I yield.”
You immediately withdraw your sword from her throat. She rocks back on her feet.
“This isn’t done, little warrior,” she says. Before you can offer a reply, Saleen turns and swiftly leaves the throne room. You watch her go, admiring the way her loose trousers manage to pull taut with each quick step, revealing the contours of her firm, round ass.
Feeling a sense of elation, you turn back to the Toad.
CONTINUE >
The answer is power
“Power,” you say confidently.
“As the extravagantly wealthy ruler of my own domain, I can assure you that the paupers do not have power.” She slithers closer, a cruel grin spreading across her pretty face. “I am afraid, Lucas, that the answer was ‘nothing.’ Which, coincidentally, is exactly the same chance you have remaining to survive.”
“N-no,” you gasp, backing away from her. “You can’t… that was the right answer!”
“Not this time,” she laughs and lunges with her arms outstretched.
You slash at her, hoping to sever her fingers or at least hurt her enough that it buys you time to escape. Unfortunately, she stops short of your swing. It was a feint! Before you realize what is happening, her coils wound around your body, squeezing so tightly that you cannot breathe. She whips you violently against the floor and the sword flies from your grasp.
“Wait!” You cry. “Please! I can be useful! I can help you!”
“Yes, you can,” she agrees, lifting you towards her face. “As my next meal.”
Yasmeen’s mouth opens and keeps opening, wider and wider, until all you can see is her pink tongue reaching around your neck and her cavernous mouth opening to swallow you up. You try to pull away, but her serpentine body is already wrapped tightly around your legs up to your waist.
She rams your body headfirst into her mouth. If you try to fight it, her teeth will tear you to ribbons. You slide down the warm, pink tunnel of her gullet and into the tight, stretching space of her stomach. It is dark and hard to breathe and in moments you are covered with warm digestive juices.
“No,” you moan, pushing on her stomach with your hands and feet. “No! Let me out! I don’t want to be eaten!”
She caresses you with her hand on her stomach.
“Then you should have answered the riddle correctly, Lucas,” she says. “Now be a good boy and digest.”
As Yasmeen’s digestive fluids fill her stomach up to your chin, you have little choice in the matter. Soon, your mind becomes hazy and you begin to dissolve into mush within her stomach. It is not painful, but you know there will be no rescue this time.
The goddess cannot save you from becoming the lamia’s meal.
BAD END
A new life as a monster girl
The sun warns the salmon-colored scales of your lower body as you luxuriate in the natural light of the throne room. The tip of your tail twitches idly as you hear the familiar slither of your friend and lover. She approaches you from behind and reaches around to cradle your huge, soft breasts as she kisses you on the neck and shoulder.
“This is where I bit you,” she whispers against your supple skin. “This is where I made you something better.”
Her tongue slides from your neck up to your pointed ear as her fingers find your nipples and roll them back and forth. You gasp and arch your human upper body against her. Yasmeen knows just how to touch you to almost instantly awaken your desire.
“I remember,” you say, turning to kiss her over your shoulder. Her lips are hungry and your serpentine tongues coil together in the shared space of the kiss. She rolls you onto your back and slithers atop of you, your snakelike lower body twining to match the dance of your tongues. You gently push her away with your hands on her shoulders. “I also seem to remember that you ate my friend.”
“Well, no relationship is perfect,” she giggles. “She was delicious, if it’s any consolation.”
You smile. You feel a pang of guilt about Theora’s fate, but since becoming a lamia girl like Yasmeen you have been forced to devour many humans to satiate your appetite. You cannot begrudge Yasmeen eating the wrong human, or angel as was the case with Theora.
“It is forgiven,” you hiss against Yasmeen’s lips. “But only because you are even sweeter.”
You slither down her body, tonguing her nipples, teasing her breasts with soft sucks, and licking your way to where her vulva is concealed at the join between her serpent half and giant human half. Your tongue awakens her lust and reveals the soft mound. You slip your tongue inside her and taste the familiar sweetness of her cunt. Yasmeen moans and wraps your body in her coils. She cradles your head as you lick and suck at her cunt.
“Ooooh Lucia,” she moans, her coils writhing and twisting around you. “Put your fingers inside too!”
“You like the fingers?” You giggle and push two fingers into the clutching tunnel of her cunt. She arches on the cushions, her huge breasts shifting and her monstrous mouth falling open in a cry of pleasure. You tongue her clit and fuck her with two fingers, driving her pleasure higher and higher until it explodes from her in a wail of ecstasy.
Yasmeen pulls you atop her and you twine your bodies together until they are one. Her kiss is hungry and her hands know the places of pleasure to explore. She cradles your round ass and massages her fingers against your tender anus as her kiss grows more and more intense. You feel her maleness rising – for Yasmeen is a hermaphrodite containing both male and female genitals within her serpentine body. She flips you suddenly, her glistening pick cock fully aroused as she plunges it into your ass.
“Ahhhhhh!” You cry as she dominates you with her cock, your bodies moving in rippling units as she fucks furiously into your aching hole. As she takes your ass,
she reaches around you from behind and rubs your clit. The pleasure, as she well knows because it is one of her favorite things to do to you, is excruciating. You wail and cum hard on her thrusting cock, your pussy and ass convulsing and your hole squeezing against her thrusting cock.
“You are most beautiful when you cum,” she hisses against your shoulder, playfully biting at your flesh.
“Ahhhhhh,” you buck beneath her coils, riding your ass back against her throbbing cock. “My sweet! Fill me!”
“You want my seed?” She laughs and kisses your lips, turning your head and languidly thrusting her tongue into your mouth. The strokes of her cock take on an intense, building rhythm until you feel her cock swell and burst deep inside you. Her warm cum pumps into your ass and triggers another orgasm inside your body. You wail your pleasure into her kiss.
Her cock slowly softens and slides from your cum-stuffed hole. She rolls you in her arms so that you can face each other, breast-to-breast and lips-to-lips, caressing and kissing as the cum drips from your tender hole.
“Perhaps a snack before more,” she says, petting your silky hair.
She rings a bell and her guards bring in two stumbling slave girls. They look up at the pedestal in terrified awe as they confront the legendary lamias of Kazadar.
“They look delicious,” you say, licking your lips. “I will take the one with red hair. You have the blonde.”
The women begin to scream as you and Yasmeen lunge at them.
Being the companion of Yasmeen is not the life you expected, but sitting in the sun, curled around your lover and slowly digesting a slavegirl, it is hard to worry about the path you should have taken.
THE END
Stay with Saleen in the real world
It is impossible to resist the sweet smile and exotic eyes of the beautiful elf assassin. Her hand on your cock, squeezing and stroking you through your desert robes, certainly makes the decision to stay that much easier.
You lean down and kiss her on the lips and she greets you with a shocking passion, her tongue thrusting forcefully into your mouth and sharing the taste of her sugar root tea. You caress her body through her desert robes, feeling the shape of it and being reminded just how compact her toned figure is. You run your hands down her back and cup the firm roundness of her bottom, squeezing her cheeks and eliciting a laugh against your lips.
“Oh, Lucas,” she laughs, twisting out of your embrace. “Take off your robes. Let me see you naked.”
“What? What about you?” You ask.
She plays a fingertip against her teeth, teasing the tip of it with her tongue.
“Nnnn… maybe, but you first,” she says and motions for you to get started.
Somewhat reluctantly, you begin to undress, feeling Saleen’s lidded eyes gazing at every bit of your body your reveal. You have numerous scuffs and bruises from all the fights you have been in and your body, though increasingly muscular, is still rather skinny.
“Hmmmm, not a lot of meat on you,” says Saleen. “Let’s see everything. Off with the loincloth.”
You take down your underclothes, surprising her as your cock bounces free. She lets out a soft, gratifying gasp and covers her mouth with her delicate hands.
“Oh, my, for such a skinny boy you have a… well, that is a nice cock, Lucas,” she laughs.
“You should know,” you say, feeling a bit bolder as you turn to face her. “You’ve had your hands all over it ever since Theora entered the Crystal Sanctum.”
“I think I need a closer look,” she says, crouching down before you and wrapping her hand around your shaft.
“H-hey,” you gasp as she begins to deftly and vigorously stroke your cock, “I thought you were going to… ohhhh… you know… take off your clothes and… ohhhhh goddess… that twist you are doing with your wrist.”
“You like that?” She looks up at you and winks. “You are going to love this one.”
She leans her pretty face to the head of your cock and begins fluttering and flicking her pink tongue all over your cockhead. The hit flicks of her wet, velvet-soft tongue tickle beneath the head of your cock, along the ridge of your cockhead, and over your slit as it begins to leak precum. If anything, her stroking with her hand intensifies.
“W-where did you learn that?” You gasp, completely helpless in Saleen’s grasp.
“Efira taught it to me,” she giggles, referring to Toad’s dark-haired concubine. “She demonstrated on Kahad. He is much bigger, but I think your cock might be nicer.”
“That’s… ohhhhh…” You lose the ability to take offense as Saleen opens her small elven mouth and engulfs your cockhead. She begins to suck you and tongue just as deftly with your cock sliding between her soft lips. She reaches a nimble hand between your thighs and grips your bollocks firmly. Her squeezing is gentle, but you feel her strength in the way she handles you. Her other hand continues to work the base of your cock as she bobs on your tip.
“Mmmmmmmm,” she moans around your cock, gazing up at you with her heavily-lidded eyes smoky with lust.
“Ohhhhhh, Saleen,” you gasp. “That’s… I… aaaAAAAAHHH!”
Looking down at the beautiful elf pleasuring you with her mouth, you lose all ability to resist and thrust your cock through her stroking hand. You explode into her mouth. She winces once, pauses for a moment as your second spurt of cum shoots into her mouth, and then resumes massaging your balls and bobbing determinedly on your manhood.
It is the best blowjob you have experienced in a life recently filled with many amazing blowjobs. Saleen’s efforts exceed even Morelle’s hungry skill and the gelatinous sucking of Ooola the slime girl. She knows just when to suck, just how to lick you, and her practiced hands prolong your orgasm so much that you begin to laugh in amazement.
She finally relinquishes her grip on your cock and pops her lips free of your spent tip.
“Oh, goddess,” you moan. “That was…”
She opens her mouth to show you the huge quantity of cum covering her tongue before leaning over and spitting it into the kerchief that had contained her flat bread ration. She wipes her lips clean and smiles up at you.
“Well, that was rather disappointing,” she says. “I was just trying to get you ready for some fun, but it looks like I drained you dry.”
She pokes your wilting cock with a fingertip.
“I guess that means no fun for me,” she says, sinking lower on her knees and pouting her lips.
You will not stand for that. You did not cum in seconds like you might have weeks ago and she seemed downright determined to make you explode in her mouth. You growl and pick her up in your arms, amazed all over again by her petite size and light weight.
“Ahhhh! What are you doing!?” She cries.
“Taking care of you!” You shout, holding her in one arm and using your other hand to roughly strip off her clothing.
Saleen wriggles in your embrace, crying out and beating her fists against your chest as you strip off her robes and reveal the tight leather wrapping she is wearing beneath it. You toss her down on the bed furs and begin to strip this off of her, fighting the whole way and getting a fair few good smacks on your face and shoulders from the feisty elf. Although she is beating you, she is also laughing as she gasps, “Stop! Stop it! Unhand me, Lucas!”
It is only as you peel off the strips of leather and reveal her naked body that the fight goes out of her. The mood changes for a moment as you take in the sight of her naked body. Her pert breasts and brown nipples, her hairless mound, and the battle scars on her compact, chiseled physique.
“Are you going to fuck me like some brute?” She asks with a hint of tension in her voice. “Like every other man?”
“I am not every other man,” you say firmly. “I thought you would know that by now.”
You fall upon her with a furious need to prove yourself. You grab her muscular thighs and push her knees up, exposing the tan divot of her anus and parting her tender cunt to reveal the pink beneath her delic
ate dusky folds. She moans as you inhale her spicy scent. You bury your tongue in her hot cunt, tasting her sweat and the faint tang of her mixing with the sweetness of her arousal. She cries out as your tongue probes deep and your lips brush against her clit.
“Ohhhhh, Lucas!” She cries, cradling your head against her slick pussy. You lap at the tiny bud of her clit, coaxing it into full relief atop her folds and then capturing it in your lips and sucking eagerly. She wails with ecstasy and thrusts her hot cunt against you face. You thrust two fingers into her slick pussy and focus on licking and sucking her bud, driving her to louder and louder cries of pleasure that howl above the sound of the raging storm.
“MMmmmmmm!” You moan as you suck the sweet peach of Saleen’s pussy. Her juices flow into your mouth and her fingers tighten in your hair as she bucks against your face. Her cries grow so loud that you are glad when she squeeze your head between her muscular thighs and muffles the sound. You can actually feel her tight cunt clutching at your fingers as you fuck them in and out of her hot channel.
She relaxes at last, gasping for breath on the furs spread on the floor, her golden-skinned body glistening with sweat and her pretty face deeply flushed.
“Oh, Lucas,” she gasps. “Are you going to fuck me?”
“Yes,” you say, grinning as you wipe her juices from your lips. “But not yet.”
“What?” She sits up, propped up on her elbows. “Why not?”
You grab her ankles and roughly turn her over onto her hands and knees. You grab her around her hips, pulling her ass towards you as you slide your other hand down her back and push her face down into the furs.
“What in the names of the gods are you doing?” She demands.
You answer her by clapping both hands on her firm buttocks and squeezing. You practically dive on her firm round ass and stuff your tongue into the heat of her crack. She squeals in surprise as your tongue pushes past her clenching ring and into the hot tunnel of her ass.
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