Taming the Naughty Monster Girls

by Reed James

  “Did you lick out all my cum?” I asked.

  Shiiza nodded her head. “Not a drop left. I had my tongue deep into her.”

  “So deep!” gasped the dryad. She quivered while Zakurima kept nursing. “Oh, my, her mouth is so cold! Why does that make it feel so exciting?”

  “Cold and hot are amazing!” Shiiza said as I moved down the dryad's body. “Ooh, Garin, are you going to eat her out?”

  “Yes, I am,” I said. I stroked my lamia's cheek. “Thank you for licking out all my cum.”

  “I love to!” A look of happy love crossed my lamia's face, her purple, snake-slitted eyes almost glowing. “It was yummy! You know I love to lick jizz out of pussies. It makes me so happy and joyful and happy to do it!”

  I kissed her, savoring the dryad's sweet pussy juices on my lamia's lips. Maple's cream did taste sweeter, a sugarier flavor than the cool delight of Zakurima's pussy. Heat washed through me as I broke the kiss with my lamia. She beamed at me and slithered out of the way.

  I nestled between the dryad's thighs. My tongue thrust into her pussy. I licked and lapped at her. My tongue darted through her folds. She shuddered as I caressed her. She whimpered and moaned, her pussy juices coating my tongue.

  When I made her cum, she would be mine. I would have her. I slid my hands beneath her rump. Her legs twitched, opening and closing as my tongue darted through her folds. I licked up her sweet cream, reveling in the flavor.

  It melted on my tongue.

  “Oh, my!” she gasped. “Oh, sweetie, that feels so naughty. Why are you doing that to my pussy! It's for cocks. You're not going to cum if you do that.”

  “But you are,” I told her, lifting my head. A bead of her pussy cream ran down my chin. “You're going to explode.”

  “Me?” she asked in shock.

  “Don't you feel that wonderful pressure building in you?” asked my lamia. “That ache in the depths of your pussy that feels like it will just burst through you.”

  “I... I do,” the dryad said in awe while my tongue buried deep into her warm pussy.

  I swirled around in her. She gasped as she ground against me. Her fuzzy bush caressed my lips and nose, tickling me. I loved the feel of her. My hands gripped her rump, squeezing and kneading her as she gasped.

  “Oh, my, that feels... nice,” the dryad said. “I've felt this ache before when men fuck me, but... but...”

  “You didn't know it could explode through you and make you feel awesome!” said my lamia. “Just amazing! It's the bestest thing in the world. I love the yummy delight of cumming as much as I love eating Garin's jizz.”

  Shiiza's hand grabbed my cock. I heard the pine needles rustling behind me. As my tongue flicked up to brush Maple's clit, Shiiza's lips engulfed the head of my dick. I groaned as my lamia sucked hard, her cool mouth nursing on me.

  Pleasure shot up to my balls. They ached while I groaned around Maple's clit. As my lamia nursed on my dick, I nursed on the dryad's bud. I sucked and nibbled on it, making her squirm and gasp. Her stomach flexed.

  The roar of flames and the scent of burning pine sap filled the air. It was a rustic fragrance. My tongue licked and lapped at her clit. I teased her, devoured her. Maple's moans filled the air. Her rump clenched in my massaging hands.

  “Oh, wow, that's good,” moaned the dryad. “Oh, sweetie, keep doing that to my little bud.”

  “That is your clit,” said Zakurima, her lips popping off the dryad's nipple. Both of her nubs were hard, thrusting from her small breasts. Her pale-white flesh, almost the hue of snow, shuddered as she squirmed. “Ooh, your milk is a wonderful treat.”

  “I bet your pussy is on fire,” I said, my cock throbbing in Shiiza's mouth.

  She sucked with hunger.

  “My pussy is never on fire, Garin,” Zakurima answered. “I am a creature of the cold, not wanton heat.”

  “Figure of speech,” I said. “You should sit on Maple's face. I bet she would love to eat you.”

  The dryad licked her lips. “Lick another woman's... You can do that?”

  “Shiiza did that,” Zakurima pointed out. “And if you're going to join Garin's harem, you'll have to learn these things. Shiiza is a horny thing who will make you do all manner of deviant acts.”

  Shiiza purred around my cock as she nursed.

  I smiled as Zakurima threw her leg over Maple's face. The dryad shuddered, still bound. I nursed on her clit again, my finger sliding into her butt-crack. I watched my yuki-onna, her pale-blue eyes glossy with lust, lower her pussy to the dryad's mouth.

  The yuki-onna shuddered as she made contact with Maple's plump lips. Zakurima wiggled her hips from side to side. Her tongue flicked across her lips. She glanced to her right and left, her hair sweeping about her shoulders. She whimpered.

  Her eyes widened.

  I smiled, knowing that she would feel amazing. I sucked on Maple's clit again, my fingers sliding through her butt-crack. I found her asshole and circled it. The dryad whimpered into Zakurima's pussy. I shuddered, breathing in the scent of fire and sweet pussy.

  “Garin...” Zakurima said, her voice tight. Not full of pleasure. “Why are there bushes burning behind you?”

  “What?” I asked, my dick throbbing in Shiiza's nursing mouth. I threw a look behind me.

  Fire crackled. Oranges and reds devoured bushes and roared up the trunks of a large tree. A loud, snarling growl burst from them and then a nubile salamander appeared, her body a ruddy red, the colors of the forge. She had patches of darker scales on her thighs and hips, a pattern of them running up her stomach to her large breasts. Her hair swept around her as red as flames and fluttering as if they danced in their own heat. The air rippled around her, a living furnace in the form of a sexy monster girl.

  “You!” the salamander howled. “You threw me in that well and left me to die!”

  Fire burst from the salamander's skin, rage burning in her eyes.

  Chapter Six: Taming the Fiery Monster Girl

  Kazzi – The Harthil Forest

  My fire blazed. Garin stood before me. That bastard human who dumped me in the well. He got lucky, charging out from cover and ramming the butt of his staff into my lower back. He tipped me over into the well. I remembered landing in the water, the cold, dank, nasty stuff boiling around me as I thrashed in panic. I cried out in fear as the liquid smothered my flames.

  He stared down at me until I shouted that word, then he left me to die. What was so wrong about burning a few houses while looking for men to mate with? They should be honored to roast to death in my embrace. I shuddered, imagining their skin charring and blackening as they spilled their seed in me.

  It always felt so right. The only way I could feel anything delicious. I could feel powerful. That day, I was done skulking in the Coppery Hills. I was done hiding and cowering from the hordes of humans that patrolled it, seeking to exterminate my race.

  I would show them all, starting with this bastard.

  Garin threw himself backward from the dryad. A lamia and a yuki-onna darted from the bound creature, mist flowing around the slender yuki-onna, the lamia slithering to the side, her naked breasts heaving, purple hair flowing around her.

  Garin cursed as I threw balls of fire at him, the flames bursting to life in my palms before I hurled them. He dove to the ground. The fireballs whipped over his head, one crashing into the trunk of a tree, spilling liquid fire over it. The bark smoldered and smoked. The other exploded off in the brush.

  I stalked forward. The dryad squirmed on the ground; her large, nut-brown breasts jiggled. The air rippled around me as I breathed fire at Garin. I exhaled all the rage in my lungs. The flames crackled. The wonderful heat filled the world.

  “Brontus's mighty sword!” Garin cursed as he fled my spell.

  The dryad gasped beside me. I hardly noticed the ice around her melting. It spilled water across her tits. Her autumn-red hair swayed as she flexed her arms. The icy restraint burst. She rolled away from me and scrambled to her feet as I t
racked Garin. I kept breathing my flames, aching to roast him.

  My fire ran out.

  I drew in a deep breath, adding fresh air to my internal flames. They flared bright as Garin gained his feet again, staring at the swath of fire burning on the ground, consuming the pine needles. I hissed at him and stalked after, my stubby tail swaying behind me.

  ~~ / ~~

  Garin

  “Fuck,” I cursed as I stood. I was shocked to see her. I thought she'd died in the well.

  The fire sent flashes through me. The terror that I felt as she rampaged through my village, fearful that she would have grabbed me. I would have burned to death as she fucked me. As I came in her, I would have died. My stomach twisted as I struggled to think.

  She wasn't supposed to be here.

  The air boiled around the salamander. Her ruddy body shimmered inside her own mirage, making her features look distorted, almost watery. I could feel her rage. Her hands clenched, her claws out.

  Fresh balls of flames appeared in her grip.

  I cursed and dodged to my right. The air hissed as she threw. I plunged behind a pine tree, pressing my back against the broad trunk. Flames splashed on the other side. The heat washed around the tree and caressed my skin.

  “I'm going to roast you!” the salamander hissed, her voice the screeching anger of a scorned woman. It brimmed with her flames.

  I took in a deep breath. I had to think. To come up with a plan. And it wasn't just the salamander I had to worry about. Maple the dryad had escaped. I hadn't tamed her yet. Would she interfere? Fog billowed from my right where Zakurima had retreated. I caught a glimpse of purple as Shiiza slithered through the woods.

  A ball of molten heat streaked past the tree and crashed into a bush nearby. The leafy plant burst into flames. The fires burned and roared, forming a barrier in that direction. I shuddered and darted my head out around the side of the tree.

  The salamander's reptilian ears twitched. Her claws retracted as she advanced around the tree on my right. She had cut off my route of escape for my life. The heat from her rippled closer as I sucked in a deep breath. She was going to grab me.

  Burn me. I had to do something.

  “Idiot!” I cursed at myself as she appeared around the trunk, her hands lunging at me, her large breasts, almost as big as Maple's, heaving.

  Through the wavering heat, I noticed her nipples were hard.

  “Nujan rogil!” I cried out, focusing on my body.

  The mana inside of me rushed out to power my will. It seized the magical energy flowing through the world. It grabbed what I needed and brought it to me. As her hands seized my shoulders, my body grew hot. I was imbued with fire.

  I couldn't burn.

  Her hands squeezed me. Her orange eyes almost glowed like coals. She hissed in delight and pulled me to her. She kissed me hard on the mouth, aggressive, plunging her tongue into me. Her large breasts pressed into my chest, soft compared to the patches of her dark-red scales I felt along her side.

  I reacted.

  As her heat attacked me, trying to destroy me, I grabbed her hips and shoved her back hard. She wasn't expecting it. She wrenched back from me. The sexy monster girl stumbled back, her ruddy-red breasts heaving. Her curvy figure fought for balance. Smoke rose around her feet as pine needles smoldered.

  She stared at me in shock. “You!” she hissed, anger flashing in her eyes. “Why aren't you burning?”

  “Because my lusts are too strong,” I said, regaining some balance. I had to tame her, too. I didn't have to kill her like I used to think. I proved that with my yuki-onna. I only dumped the salamander into the well as a desperate ploy to save myself and the others in my provincial village. “If I burn to death, then I can't make you cum.”

  She snarled, her claws bursting from the end of her fingers.

  I whirled and dived over the burning bush. The hot flames licked at my flesh. I landed on the ground, rolling. I came up in a crouch as she roared behind me. I heard her charging forward as I saw my weapon.

  I darted for my staff and seized the wood. I whirled around to face the salamander.

  ~~ / ~~

  Maple

  I hated fire.

  I whimpered as I darted away from the salamander. I was feeling so good. Garin was making my pussy feel amazing. I didn't know such pleasure could exist. I thought my cunt was only for dicks to enter me and spill their cum into me over and over.

  Garin showed me something wonderful.

  I licked my lips covered in the yuki-onna's sweet, cold pussy juices as I fled. Ice water from the magical bondage spilled down my body as I darted from the fire. Flames burst to my right. I squealed and darted left, racing away from the fires.

  I had to find a tree. I had to bond to one, then I could stop this. I could use the tree to put out the fires and make Garin into my pussy-licker. He could spend the rest of his life on his knees eating me. He could make me cum again and again.

  I spotted a large fir tree, a magnificent specimen. I switched which direction I ran. My feet padded over the pine needles. The undergrowth melted out of my way, retracting and bending to let me pass. I could feel the fir tree quivering, frightened by the flames and in need of my presence.

  I would stop this madness.

  ~~ / ~~

  Shiiza

  I hissed as I whirled around. The salamander chased after Garin while the dryad gained her feet and ran away. After all the effort my owner went through to tame her, and now she ran? I hated that dumb, meanie salamander. Her flames were stupid for ruining all of Garin's awesomest plan.

  And scary.

  I couldn't do anything against fire. I had no immunity. I liked heat, but I couldn't touch the flames. Garin had his magic. I felt the mana flowing out of him. We were connected, my essence owned by him. He could draw on me if he needed, but he had his own magical reserves.

  So if I couldn't do anything about the salamander, then I had to do something else.

  I slithered after the racing Maple. Her big, soft breasts heaved. Her auburn-red hair, the same color as autumn leaves, flew behind her. I slithered across the forest floor, my purple, serpent-like tail flexing as it propelled me across the ground. My scales crashed through the brush, armored against any pesky scratches.

  My big boobs heaved. My tongue flicked out, tasting ash on the air. Maple changed directions, veering towards a large tree with green-furred branches. Some sort of pine or fir tree. I hissed and slithered faster.

  The dryad reached the tree. She pressed both her hands against the trunk, her head bowed. She was trying to do that tree-melding thingie. Garin called it bonding or something. I thought it was dumb. Who would want to be stuck in a boring tree and be all rigid and unflexable? It was cool in the forest. The sun didn't penetrate in deep.

  I didn't like it.

  I reached her. Maple gasped, whirling around to look at me. Her mossy-green eyes were wide. My tongue flicked out as I flicked my tail around her. She screamed as I yanked her from the tree, her big breasts heaving.

  “No!” she wailed, her arm reaching for the tree as I pulled her against me.

  My tail wrapped around her body as my arms grabbed her torso, I pulled her tight into my embrace, my scales rasping together. Our breasts pressed together. She groaned as she felt the kiss of my boobs on hers. Her soft, pillowy tits felt so nice on mine. She was warm, like Garin.

  I liked warmth.

  I shuddered then groaned, feeling her fuzzy bush pressing on my hairless pussy. My cunt lay right above the start of my scales. They begin where my legs would be if I was a woman. I had a curvy rump and a juicy twat. I groaned at the ticklish feel of her bush and felt her wet pussy.

  I remembered how good she tasted. Sweet and sugary.

  “Oh, Maple,” I groaned, grinding my pussy against hers, my tail clenched around her legs. The end slid up her body, wrapping around us both, pressing me even tighter against her. I hugged her with my entire body, my arms around her as I stared into her
eyes. “Ooh, do you feel my pussy? 'Cause your bush feels so nice against my snatch. Your pubic hair is so ticklish.”

  “What?” the dryad gasped, her eyes confused.

  I humped against her, loving the pleasure of her. The heat of her body bled into mine. It warmed my blood while the tingles of delight raced out of my snatch. My pussy lips and clit drank in the feel of her fuzzy pubic hair. She tickled me, caressed me.

  My nipples brushed hers. They grew wet. My tongue flicked out, tasting the flavor of her creamy milk on the air. I shuddered, loving that delicious treat. I squirmed my hips, grinding against her; this was a delicious heat. My pussy was on fire.

  “Isn't that nice?” I purred, grinding on her, tribbing my pussy against hers.

  The dryad gasped, her pupils dilating. “But... but... there's fire.”

  “Garin has it under control,” I told her. “He's super amazing. Just the best. He's a mage, and he's going to magic that naughty, meanie salamander. She spoiled all our fun. I was sucking on Garin's cock, eager for that yummy cum when she appeared.”

  “Ooh,” Maple said, shuddering. Her nipples grew wetter, the taste of her milk growing stronger on my flicking tongue. “That does... feel nice. I like... this pussy play.”

  “Pussy play!” I squealed in delight. Flames burned behind me. “I love that. Yay, let's pussy play!”

  I kissed her. Maple whimpered against me as my tail squeezed around us both, my scales rasping. Her mouth was so hot. I flicked my tongue past her lips and tasted how sweet she was. I groaned as I caressed the inside of her mouth and tongue before flicking back.

  The crackling flames warmed the rest of my body. It made me feel so nice and fluffy and warm. My hips wiggled, my ass flexing as I ground against her. Her hands grabbed my hips, her fingers delicious and hot. She squeezed me as she thrust her tongue into my mouth.

  This was so much fun. I hoped Garin was having as much fun with the salamander.

  ~~ / ~~

  Zakurima

  “Idiot!” I hissed at Shiiza.