You take a shaky breath as the clouds slowly return to normal and the human dies away.
“It is done, master,” says Hina. “I reserved enough power to send you back as well if you would like to join them.”
“Will I ever see you again, Hina?”
“You could remain with me,” says the golem girl. “I am able to create a pocket within this pocket dimension and create a duplicate of this palace. Future possessors of the sword will never know you are there, but you would never be able to leave.”
You look around at the beautiful castle, the landscape of rolling greenery, and the dense, handsome woods. You can imagine living out your days here, with Hina, trapped forever within the castle. But you would never see your mother, sister, any of the other monster girls, or Theora ever again.
“You must decide quickly, master,” says Hina. “We will be arriving in seventeen seconds. Sixteen. Fifteen. Fourteen…”
CONTINUE TO BOOK 7: THE EPILOGUE >
Use your Maddening Pleasure ability
Your cock throbs and your mouth waters at the thought of pleasuring the voluptuous Succubus Queen. Her body is purpose-made for pleasure and you know you could find all sorts of ways to give her that pleasure. Theora would think using Maddening Pleasure on the most powerful sex demon in the world was foolish. Morelle, taught you the ability and who always spoke highly of Lady Rachelle, would have loved the audacious move.
You sheath your sword and steel yourself for a test of your willpower. The Succubus Queen is baffled by your move, cocking her head and raising an eyebrow.
“Have you come to your senses?” She asks.
“I have decided that I cannot resist your beauty,” you say, striding towards her and blatantly admiring her curvaceous body.
“Yes, of course,” laughs Rachelle, holding her arms wide in an invitation to embrace her. “Come here then, Lucas, and I’ll give you what you desire.”
You approach her as if you intend to embrace her, but stop short.
“My gods, you are lovely, your majesty,” you say, taking in her curves once more. “Deserving of worship in every way. If only I could see your loveliness in its purest form.”
“That’s right,” says the Succubus Queen. “Bow down before me, mortal. I shall give you something to worship.”
With a dramatic sweep of her hand, the beautiful demoness causes her regal costume of armor and lingerie to melt away to nothing. You gasp with astonishment at her naked loveliness. Her huge breasts are impossibly pert, her areolas wide a pale and her nipples thick and seemingly straining to be sucked. Her slender waist and shapely hips combined with her ample thighs and long legs to draw your eye to the cove of her womanhood. It is immaculate, as if she is virginal, and glistens with the nectar of her arousal.
Perhaps this was a fool’s errand, you think, as you resist the urge to fall to your knees before the Succubus Queen, but it will be a glorious way to die. Rachelle clearly expects you to kneel and is therefore surprised when you lurch towards her, embracing her passionately and caressing her shapely hips. You cannot resist reaching around to fondle the ample onion of her ass, squeezing and shaping the globes of her buttocks as you moan with lust and bury your face against her breasts.
“That is not bowing down before me,” says Rachelle, but she does not stop you from seeking out one of her fat pink nipples with your tongue. You look up into her glowing eyes for a moment as you suck her nipples into your mouth, drawing the slight dome of her areola with the suction. You moan around her fat bud, spreading and smacking her ass while your mouth is busy. She cries out, “How dare you spank the queen!?”
“Your ass is just so lovely,” you moan. “Your breasts. Your everything. Oh, forgive me, my queen, but I cannot resist.”
You lick and suck her breasts, making the succubus queen moan and shudder with pleasure. You do get down on your knees, but only after you have thoroughly pleasured her quivering teats and kissed your way down between her luscious thighs. She cradles your head, as if she can seize control of you, guiding you to the radiating heat of her cunt. Her scent is intoxicating, but you are focused. You do not drink the sweet honey of her pussy, but you lash her with your tongue and thrust two and then three fingers forcefully into her clutching cunt.
“Ohhhhhh, Lucas, I see you have learned well,” she moans, jerking her hips. “Did Theora teach you to suck the clit while plumbing the depths with your fingers?”
“Morelle,” you moan, slurping lewdly on Rachelle’s fat clit.
“The farm girl?” The Succubus Queen laughs with derision. “What could she possibly teach you?”
“More than you think,” you say, suddenly knocking over the Succubus Queen. She cries out in alarm, but you have already bent her legs back, forcing her knees almost to her huge breasts and her ass and pussy upwards in a contortion of her shapely body. You could try to deliver a mortal blow with her in this position, but you know if you release the pressure on her legs for even an instant she would spring up and have her revenge.
“Unhand me!” The Succubus Queen cries, but she has no leverage at all to force your hands away and her arms are pinned in an awkward position. Her dripping pussy and the clench of her ass are completely exposed to you, wafting with her demonic heat and the musky perfume of her arousal. You cannot use your hands, but your tongue is a powerful force.
Rachelle moans as you assault her puckered asshole. You feverishly moan as you tongue her hot clench. It tenses and flexes against your lapping tongue and Rachelle makes reluctant sounds of pleasure. You thrust your tongue past her resistance and into the hot passage of her ass. She croons with pleasure. Tasting her raunchy depths, you are so aroused that you let out a tongue-tied moan and explode into your trousers. You feel the wetness of your cum throbbing out and making a mess of yourself, but you cannot help it. You cry with ecstasy, your moan vibrating into Rachelle’s clenching hole.
“You cannot defeat me this way,” she moans plaintively. “I will have your soul, Lucas. And my sword.”
“Nnnnnnnnn,” you reply and slip your tongue out of her ass. You give her closing gape a few tender licks before you turn your attention back to her clit. You suck it greedily, causing her to tense and shudder with her pleasure. She calls out to your mother and sister, perhaps begging them to assist her and pull you away, but her words are incoherent through her pleasure.
She begins to glow, her body becoming hot and her pussy so hot that it nearly burns your lips. You do not relent. You slurp her scalding folds and batter her clit with your tongue.
“Stoppppp!” She cries, her body tensing and releasing as another orgasm explodes through her. She stops fighting and you can feel her surrender to the pleasure, pussy convulsing, juices pouring out of her peachy cunt. “Aaaahhhhhhhhh!”
The tension fades from her body and you see the madness in her rolling eyes. She is stunned, perhaps only for a moment, and you are not going to waist this opportunity. You let go of her legs and she flops onto her back, writhing and whimpering with her pleasure.
“What have you done to he!?” Your mother demands.
“You have hurt her!” Genevieve cries.
Suddenly, your mother and sister transform. For a moment, you fear they are only revealing their true nature as demonesses as horns burst from their heads and wings stretch from their backs. But their faces change, becoming two completely different women, eyes blazing with outrage.
“Stay away from her!” The succubus that was your sister screams and launches at you with claws outstretched. You duck her attack and she slams into the throne, crumpling its golden delicacy and becoming entangled in the ruin.
“You are not worthy to even be in her presence!” The succubus that was your mother shrieks and flies at you.
You realize this one is too quick to dodge so you meet her head on, slamming her in the side of the head with the pommel of your sword. She crumples to the floor, alive but unconscious. You return your attention to Rachelle just in time as she is begi
nning to come around.
“Wha-what happened?” She moans, sitting up and rubbing her flushed face.
“You have been defeated,” you say and mercilessly swing your sword at her neck.
Rachelle has a moment to scream before your blade makes contact. Instead of lopping off her head, your sword produces a familiar burst of pink light that consumes the Succubus Queen. You are knocked back by the force of it and sent sprawling on the floor. You look up at the ceiling and are shocked to see your mother and sister hanging above, their bodies wrapped in chains and their mouths gagged. They cringe from the bright light as it grows brighter.
Unlike when you have captured other monster girls, the flash is continuing to enlarge and, the sword shaking in your grasp as the light spreads up to the ceiling to engulf your real family.
You feel yourself being pulled into the light, screaming as you are drawn into the blade along with the others.
You have won, haven’t you? You defeated the Succubus Queen. You do not understand what is happening as you tumble end-over-end through the bright pink light.
CONTINUE >
Drink the pink milk potion
Nepenthia’s vines lash at you again and you barely manage to dodge them as thorns catch at your sleeve and leave spots of blood. The plant girl laughs with the delight.
“So much juice in you human boys! I will drink it all!” She licks her lips and starts towards you. With a slash of your sword, you ward her off and reach into the pouch on your hip. You grab the pink milk potion, remove the stopper, and tip the potion to your lips. With a sweet gulp of the creamy liquid, you feel the warmth spilling down your throat to become a warm ball in your belly.
You double over, moaning as your body begins to transform. Your muscles soften and your face becomes much more feminine. Your waist becomes more slender, your hips wider, and your ass round and shapely. Enormous breasts bulge form your chest and your nipples become thicker and more sensitive. No change is as profound as the one between your newly-feminine thighs. Your penis inverts inside your body, seeming to separate and shift so that your cockhead is now the sensitive bud of your clit.
“What is this? Did you drink poison?” Nepenthia looks at you in confusion. “You… you are growing breasts. Your face has changed. You have become a woman!”
You stand, still trembling from aftershocks of the potent potion. You smile sweetly at Nepenthia.
“No juice for you, plant girl,” you say, thrusting your ample breasts out proudly and resting your hands on your shapely hips.
“On the contrary,” laughs Nepenthia. “I can get just as much juice from a beautiful woman.”
Her vines shoot out from behind you, wrapping around your arms and then your legs. You fight against them, but one vine strips the sword from your hand. Nepenthia prowls over to you as the vines bind your wrists together and lift you a few inches off the ground.
“Look at this succulent young body,” she says, caressing your hips up to your plump breasts. “You will not be needing all these silly garments.”
With a wave of her hand, the vines slide into the legs of your trousers and the sleeves of your tunic and rip your clothes apart. Shredded scraps of fabric hang over your breasts. Vines yank down your undershorts and expose your shapely bottom and your glistening pussy thatched with brown hair. The vines creak as you strain against them, but it is hopeless.
Nepenthia circles around you, admiring your naked flesh and trailing her fingers over your bare body. She returns to your front and she plucks away the bits of your tunic still covering your breast. She chuckles as she runs her fingers over your thick, sensitive nipples, plucking each of them lightly between her fingers.
“Yours are so much bigger than mine,” giggles the plant girl. With a wave of her hand, the flowers covering her nipples drop away to reveal pale green buds scarcely bigger than yours before the transformation. The flower drops away from between her thighs as well, exposing a hairless, blushing pink pussy of exquisite delicacy.
She cups your breasts and leans up on her tiptoes to rub her small, perky mounds around your heavy breasts. You gasp with pleasure and Nepenthia chooses that moment to lean up and kiss you. Her lips part and she thrusts her honey-sweet tongue into your mouth. You try to push her tongue back out, but that only serves to further spread the slippery liquid in her mouth. Wherever it touches, warmth seeps into your flesh. The warmth spreads through your mouth, radiating down into your body. You are filled with a powerful need. You cease fighting to escape her kiss and begin kissing her back.
“Mmmmmmm,” you moan into her kiss.
The vines release you gently back down onto the ground. Without hesitation, you embrace Nepenthia, kissing her passionately and pressing your soft body against her tall, slender figure. Your hands slide down her hips and caress and squeeze her firm rear. Nepenthia breaks the kiss and leans down, look up at you with her strange eyes as she tongues your fat nipples.
“Oh, yes,” she giggles. “So much liquid from willing human girls.”
Two vines tipped with hypodermic barbs emerge from the nearby jungle. Their needlelike quills sting into each of your breasts and inject tingling venom. They withdraw back into the darkness of the jungle.
“Ahhh,” you moan. “Why would you do that?”
“To drink your liquid,” giggles Nepenthia.
The tingling in your breasts grows more intense. You whimper with shock as your breasts, already huge, begin to swell and grow tight with new weight. Your nipples seem even thicker and are almost painfully erect. You are about to ask Nepenthia what is happening when liquid bursts from your left nipple. A moment later it sprays out in a similar fine mist from your right.
“Yessss! Your sweet milk!” The plant girl cries with delight. She latches her mouth to your right nipple and begins to suckle, drawing your milk into her mouth in greedy gulps. The sensation of having your breast drained by the plant girl is more than you can stand. You thrust a hand between your thighs and begin to excitedly fuck yourself with two fingers.
“It is being wasted,” gasps Nepenthia, lifting her mouth from your right nipple and moving to your left. You finger fuck yourself as the beautiful monster girl moans and slurps and suckles at your breasts. She moves back and forth between them, gradually reducing the painful pressure in them as the pressure of your orgasm builds. You finally cry out, bucking against your thrusting fingers as Nepenthia sucks on your nipples. Your nectar spills down your hand as she finally pops her mouth from of your raw, red teats.
“More liquid,” she coos, and takes hold of your hand, pulling it to her mouth and licking your fingers clean. She pants, “More.”
Nepenthia pushes you back onto the soft earth and her vines part your legs. She begins eagerly licking your folds, slurping lewdly at them and sucking your clit, all to draw out more of your moisture.
“So delicious,” she moans, licking your glistening cum from her chin. “You are the sweetest girl human I have tasted.”
Her tongue burrows into your cunt as she resumes sucking you. With another wail of pleasure, you experience a long, deep, and every intense orgasm. You hold her silky green-blonde hair as you cradle her head and fuck against the plant girl’s fucking tongue.
“More,” she gasps. Her vines descend from the jungle branches above and wind around your breasts, squeezing them tightly and producing fresh trickles of milk. Cup-like bulbs attached to vines cover your areolas and begin to rhythmically suckle your breasts, draining your cream. More vines thrusts into your pussy and ass, soaking up your juices as they pump in and out of your tender holes.
“Fun for me as well,” sings Nepenthia and she climbs atop your face and settles her pussy and firm ass atop your mouth. You lick her eagerly, drinking the honey that flows from her folds and tonguing her clit. You are delirious with pleasure, cumming again and again as the plant girl rides your face.
You are so intoxicated on her sweet syrup that it only makes sense when you follow her into one of her pitc
hers. It seems perfectly rational that you should bathe with her in the warm, amber liquid inside, your body turning back into a male. She rides your cock as you fade in and out of consciousness. Finally, a warm darkness descends.
Somehow, you know you will never emerge from the at warm blanket of nothingness.
CONTINUE >
Call upon Morelle to defeat the goblins
Four goblins look like bite-sized morsels for a hungry succubus. You smile at the thought as you hold the Sword of Velveda aloft and shout, “Morelle emerge!”
With a flash of pink light that shocks the goblins, you call forth the shapely beauty of Morelle. She appears in the clearing standing between you and the goblins. She looks from you and Theora to the four creatures, staring in confusion at the beautiful bat-winged demoness that has just appeared.
“Ooh, goblins,” coos Morelle. “You are so little and cute!”
The goblins loose their arrows almost simultaneously. Morelle cries out and shields her body by turning a shoulder to them and curling a wing over herself. The small arrows bounce harmlessly from her magically toughened flesh. She snaps her wing back, her eyes blazing with demonic energy as she crouches. Her corseted bodice and immodest skirt disappear in a puff of smoke. The goblins stare at her luscious body as if mesmerized by her beauty. One of them actually drops his bow and the other three are distracted in the act of drawing and firing another arrow.
“That wasn’t very nice,” says the succubus. “Why would you want to hurt… these?”
She cradles her soft breasts, fingers bending and teasing her violet-tinged nipples as she squeezes her heaving mounds. She swings her hips and twitches her fleshy tail around one to tease them. She turns slowly, watching them over her shoulder as she swings her firm ass for them, finally bending over to show off her violet-pink pussy to their shocked gazes.
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