The Easily Defeated Hero's Monster Girl Adventure

by Amanda Clover

  “Oh, gods,” you gasp. “I-I’m sorry, Theora. I could not resist.”

  She crawls forward, your cock leaving her creamy folds with a soft slurp. You watch as your seed trickles out of her blushing cunt. She waves her hands and with a sparkle of light, your seed disappears and her body is once more immaculate. She turns to face you and rises to stand above you.

  “You had best learn to resist or you will burn through your thousand lives long before you manage to save mankind.” She dons her formless robe with disappointing haste, her lovely body disappearing under the brown cloth. “You will practice. You will work on your willpower and stamina if I have to strap you to a table and have that damned golem wank your cock for days on end.”

  The thought of Theora doing that makes your cock twitch with a mixture of fear and excitement. You smile at her as you rise to your feet.

  “Do not smile at me,” she scolds. “I mean it. Desperate measures may be needed to teach you how to be a man instead of a weak little boy. I only have so much patience for your immaturity, but Hina could wank you for a century without pause.”

  “N-no,” you say, imagining yourself crumbling to dust on some table in the Crystal Sanctum, your cock polished to the shine of a diamond by Hina’s ceaseless hand.

  “No?” She pushes past you, taking her angelic scent with her. “Come along, Lucas. It is time we return to your farm. I will consider how you might be saved from your own weakness.”

  You join her on the cart and set off down the lonely country road. The ride is even lonelier beside the sullen angel. You know you have failed her and you want to apologize, but you have a feeling saying anything else would only anger her further. You keep quiet and watch the road ahead.

  As you approach your home you see an intense ray of moonlight shining through the clouds onto your farm house. Theora squeezes your shoulder and points to the ray of light.

  "Hurry, Lucas,” she says. “The goddess is calling upon you."

  CONTINUE >

  Pay a visit to Morelle the lesser succubus

  "I need to visit Morelle," you say, your cock already stirring at the thought of the lascivious young succubus.

  “Yes, right this way,” says Hina cheerily. “She is in the garden.”

  Hina leads you through a heavy wooden door on the ground level of the palace and out into a magnificent courtyard. Trees bloom with sweet-smelling flowers and ivy climbs the trellises that face the setting sun. You encounter another Hina almost straight away. She smiles happily as she uses a sharpened tool to sculpt the immaculate hedges into a perfect rectilinear wall.

  “Hello, master,” calls the gardener Hina. “Would you like to see the garden?”

  “I’m looking for Morelle,” you reply.

  “Of course, she is just on the other side of the fountain,” says the Hina, directing you and your guide to a fountain splashing with clear water. A large sculpture atop the fountain depicts four women engaged in erotic acts. It takes you a moment to realize one of the four women is sprouting a large penis from her womanly mound.

  “There she is, master,” says your guide Hina, pointing past your shoulder to a row of scarlet flowers.

  Your eyes widen as you glimpse Morelle’s lusciously plump body peaking out from beneath the skirt of a diaphanous summer dress. Her shapely buttocks rise and fall and press against her heels as she bends low and digs in the flowerbed. She seems to sense she is being watched and she lifts her head, revealing her lovely violet hair and her curling horns have both been decorated with wildflowers.

  “Oh, Lucas,” she cries with delight, bouncing to her feet and discarding her gardening tools. The front of her summer dress is covered by a slightly dirty apron that nevertheless fails to contain her heaving breasts. She comes jiggling and bouncing over to you and embraces you tightly in her arms. Even her serpentine tail curls around your leg as she squeezes her soft breasts against you and plants a smothering kiss on your lips.

  For a moment, you luxuriate in Morelle’s demonic scent and the intoxicating pleasure of her kiss. You part your lips to her and share your tongues in a torrid tangle. Your cock is instantly hard and pressing against her shapely thigh as she squeezes tight against your body.

  “It’s so good to see you,” she gasps, finally breaking the kiss. “I love whenever you come to pay me a visit.”

  “You are looking particularly, um, beautiful today,” you say, admiring her curves fairly bursting from her translucent dress.

  “Oh, this?” She says, playing with the hem of her skirt and wiggling her hips. “Just a little something I had Hina make for me. She can make anything!”

  She unties the apron and tosses it aside so you can admire her demonically voluptuous body straining the sheer top and her hairless mound visible through the skirt.

  “So sexy,” you murmur.

  Your cock twitches again and Morelle giggles and grabs hold of it through your trousers.

  “There are so many things we can do together.” She teases her lower lip with a fingertip and looks at you coquettishly. “So did you come to give me what I want, Lucas?”

  “Could we talk first?”

  “Oh, well, if we have to,” she giggles.

  You walk arm-in-arm with the lovely succubus, reminded by her warmth and her scent, not to mention her voluptuous body, what a wonder it is to receive pleasure from her. Even though you yearn to give yourself to the demoness and wallow in your desire, you have another thought that seems more important.

  “I was wondering,” you begin, “Do you know any powers you could teach me?”

  “Oh, is that what you want?” She nudges you with her elbow. “Mmmmm. Most of my powers come from, you know, being a demon.”

  “Ha ha right,” you say, scratching your head and feeling embarrassed for even asking the comely young demoness.

  “Buuuuut,” she taps her finger on her luscious lips and looks at you with mischief glittering in her big, violet eyes, “there is something Lady Rachelle taught me before she left. Of course, you cannot feed on the essence of a monster girl, because you are not a succubus, but you might be able to confuse her.”

  Lady Rachelle was the elder succubus that seduced Morelle in her family’s farmhouse and transformed the poor young woman into the sex-crazed demoness you were forced to defeat. Theora has warned you more than once that you are not ready to face an evil on the level of Lady Rachelle and Morelle speaks of her the way you think of Veleda. You’re reluctant to meddle with anything related to her. Still, if she gave Morellea special ability that could help you defeat more powerful monster girls…

  “Confusion might be useful,” you say hopefully.

  “Of course, you’ll have to trick your enemy and make her think you are submitting to her power,” she says, “because this only works if you seem submissive.”

  “Submissive?”

  “Mmmhmmmm,” says Morelle, pursing her lips, but unable to conceal her mischievous smile. “Lady Rachelle told me it’s called Maddening Pleasure. It means using your fingers and tongue. I can use my demonic power to make it work, but I bet you can use that tricky holy power you get from Veleda.”

  Your mind can’t get past the “fingers and tongue” part of what Morelle just said.

  “I use my… I lick them? And finger them?” Your face is hot and your cock is throbbing with desire. The discomfort tends to happen around Morelle.

  She giggles and takes your hand, “Yes, silly. You are not afraid, are you, Lucas?”

  “Afraid? N-no,” you say. “I can do that.”

  “Good. Let’s practice,” she says and gives you a wink that makes your cock jerk. She takes your hand and leads you to a grassy clearing in the garden walled in almost completely by hedgerows. There are two benches and a small fountain with a statue depicting a woman spilling water from a jug. Morelle releases your hand and prances ahead of you, taunting you with her swinging hips and her ample bottom in the sheer, billowy dress.

  She runs playful fingers t
hrough the spilling water and continues past the fountain to the stone bench. She rests a knee on it, pushing her bottom out and allowing her dress to ride up and over the roundness of her buttocks, revealing the lavender-tinted folds of her quim. She turns gracefully, sitting on the bench, bending her knees, and then teasing them slowly apart to show you her creamy inner thighs and another view of her pussy. Her hard nipples tent the sheer fabric of her dress and her soft breasts jiggle with each deftly licentious motion.

  “Come here, Lucas,” she purrs, motioning with a curled finger. Her other hand runs over the swell of her breasts and down her slender abdomen to the mound of her cunt. She parts the dewy petals of her pussy. “Show me what you can do with that tongue and those fingers.”

  You sink to your knees before the young succubus. Her scent is as intoxicating as the day you first encountered Morelle, you long to bury your face between her ample thighs and taste her nectar, but you must taste her lips first. You cage her in your arms and press your kiss to her lips, fighting back a shiver as you feel a hot pulse of magical pleasure. Violet sparks flicker around your kiss with Morelle. The succubus is sucking your essence, which sweetens the kiss and encourages you to thrust your tongue into her hot, sugary mouth.

  “Mmmmmmm,” she purrs against your lips. “Delicious as always, Lucas, but not part of Maddening Pleasure.”

  “Getting started,” you pant, breaking the kiss and moving lower. You caress and squeeze her soft breasts through her dress. You remember when Morelle had only a modest, perky bust. Her transformation into a lusty demoness has made her exquisitely voluptuous and you admire her breasts with your hands and your kisses through the sheer cloth. You even lightly bite her left nipple through the fabric, eliciting a squeal of giggling surprise from Morelle.

  The writhing warmth of the succubus drives you mad with lust. You kiss her thighs and above her sweet-scented mound. You can feel the warmth steaming from her delicate groove. You can see the lust sprinkled like dew upon her lavender petals. Your cock jerks with need, but it is your tongue that you sheath in the hot cove of Morelle’s cunt. She thrusts herself nearly off the bench, grinding her delicious pussy against your face. You plunge your tongue deep, sampling her sweetness, licking her folds, and seeking her clit.

  “Yes, yes,” she cries, “just like that. Ohhhhh… especially there, Lucas. Let me show you.”

  She pets the bud atop her clit, pinching it lightly between two fingers so that you can see the tender tip beneath her delicate hood.

  “Lick there. Suck there.” She commands. “As you pleasure me… ohhhhhh, yes! YES! Call upon her, Lucas. Guide her power into your deed! Serve me with her holy words upon your tongue.”

  You call upon Veleda with your yearning heart and with your lashing tongue. The words you speak batter against Morelle’s clit. She squeals with pleasure, closing her thighs against your head and bucking against your face. You feel Veleda’s holy might burning brighter and brighter inside you as you furiously tongue Morelle’s throbbing bud. The young succubus begins to wail with ecstasy, grabbing your head with both hands and fucking against your tongue. Her juices coat your face and fill your mouth.

  “Ahhhhh! Enough!” She cries, pushing you forcefully away. Your holy fervor is so intense that you try to force her back down and resume licking her delicious cunt. She shoves you away again, nearly tipping you over backwards. “It is working, Lucas! You have it on your first try! Unless you want me an insensate lump, you will stop.”

  “I did not even use my fingers,” you say.

  “Yes, well, I think that is good enough,” she giggles. “You have learned the ability. Now it is time for my taste, Lucas.”

  But Morelle has underestimated your willfulness. She tries to take charge of the situation by climbing atop you and you seize that opportunity to twist out from beneath her. She cries out and falls to her hands and knees as you slip behind her. You push the small of her back, driving her soft breasts down to the grass and simultaneously burying your face between her plump and inviting buttocks.

  “Aahhhhhhh!” Morelle cries, arching beneath your pressing hand and bouncing her bum into your face. You lather the sugary clench of her asshole, rimming and sucking at her demonic pucker as you thrust three fingers into the hot sleeve of her cunt. As you lap at Morelle’s clenching crinkle, you channel the power of Veleda into your tongue and fingers. Light pulses pink inside her cunt and flashes beneath your tingling tongue.

  “Huhuhuhu,” cries Morelle, making a sound you have never heard from her before. She lifts her head up and you see that her tongue is hanging from her mouth and dripping with drool and her eyes are rolled almost all the way back into her head. Her entire body glows faintly with an aura of holy magic and this aura flickers with each orgasmic pulse of Morelle’s pussy and ass.

  You give her crack a last lick and pull your fingers out of her pussy. She remains dazed and completely submissive and you are far too horny to pass up the chance to fuck Morelle senseless. In a moment, you have your cock in hand and you are teasing it against her cunt lips. Before you can even thrust into her pussy, Morelle arches hard and pushes her ass back, squeezing your hard cock into her tight, incredibly warm ass. Her lavender pucker gobbles up your swollen tip and she lets out a deep groan of pleasure as she thrusts back and takes your hard cock all the way to your hilt.

  “Maddening Pleasure,” you say aloud, a smirk on your face as Morelle fucks back against you with brain-melted desire. Her big ass bounces loudly against your hips and her exquisite asshole slides over your cock, gripping and massaging you with every thrust. You grab hold of her shapely hips and ram hard and fast into her spit-lubed pucker, unable to resist the pure pleasure of dominating the succubus with your desire.

  Plundering Morelle’s magnificent ass sends you into a gasping frenzy of thrusting and pleasure. Your grip tightens on her hips as she moans senselessly. Your cock throbs potently and you look down, watching her lavender-tinged ring stretching around your thrust cocking and gripping you with her anal muscles on the backstroke. You cannot hold back and with a last cry of, “Morelle!!” you let loose deep inside her ass. The sex is so one-sided that she is not even able to feed as you plow her soft ass full of your seed.

  Your pleasure seems to linger for an eternity, but as you come down, you slowly pull your cock out of Morelle’s freshly-fucked asshole and see some of the sense return to her eyes. She is still gasping for breath after the intense anal.

  “You… you did it,” she laughs. “You did it and you… you took my bottom.”

  You look over her shapely bottom and at the cream dripping from her stretched asshole. She is a bit of a mess, but you can’t help giving her round ass a smack and a long squeeze on her plump peach. More asshole flexes and more of your cum trickles out over the pouting folds of her cunt.

  “Oh, Lucas!” Morelle gasps with delight and shakes her ample ass.”I need more! Fuck the evil right out of me!”

  Much as you would like to indulge your lust and wield your newfound power, you fear the consequences to your well-being of plundering the succubus’s perky pucker again.

  “No, I have reached my limit,” you say, still fighting to catch your breath.

  “But Lucas,” she purrs, turning around to confront you. Her hand reaches for your dripping cock and her tails winds around your leg. “I have not even had a taste. I’m sooooo hungry. Please, Lucas?”

  You grant her the slightest morsel with a kiss on her lips. Her demonic power draws on your essence and you feel a rush of pleasure as she tries to force her tongue into your mouth. You keep your lips pursed tightly. She tries to pull you into a much deeper embrace, but you force her away.

  “Thank you,” you say, “for teaching me this new ability. It could save my life.”

  She pouts that you are only giving her such a small taste of your essence. You walk away, leaving here there in the garden and for once feeling as though you got the upper hand with the demoness. You are certain that feeling will not l
ast long.

  You find the guide Hina waiting patiently for you beside the large fountain. She seems to be studying the erotic imagery as you approach her. She turns smoothly and regards you with her large blue eyes.

  “I hope you had a pleasant visit, master,” she chirps.

  “Uh, yes, it was very nice,” you say, your face hot with embarrassment. You are certain Hina somehow knows exactly the sort of naughtiness you got up to with Morelle. The golem seems to know everything that occurs in the sanctum.

  “Excellent,” says Hina, betraying no knowledge of your erotic misdeeds with Morelle. “There is much still to do here in the Crystal Sanctum. Where would you like to go?”

  Where do you do?

  Relax with Hina's help

  Visit Oola the slime girl

  Receive more training from Theora the angel

  Get back to the real world

  Don’t fight it, cum inside her

  It’s no use! You cannot resist the pleasure of Theora’s tight, clutching cunt. You fuck her even faster and harder, a helpless laugh escaping your lips as you yield to your body’s instincts. You plunge your cock hard and deep into her golden patch. Her inner walls grip you tightly and her plump tits bounce and jiggle with every stroke. The sight of her moonlit mounds swaying with each thrust of your cock overwhelms your failing resistance.

  “Gods,” you cry, “I can’t stop this. I’m… I’m going to cum!”

  “You’ve scarcely lasted a minute inside me, you pitiful boy,” laughs Theora. “Go on then, give it to me, Lucas. Surrender your seed to my body.”

  “Ahhhhhh!” You thrust wantonly into her rippling channel. Your pleasure rises to an inescapable rush through your cock.

  “Give me all your cum! Right now!” Theora cries, wrapping her legs tightly around you. There is that contemptuous smile. Her blue eyes blaze with her annoyance.