The Easily Defeated Hero's Monster Girl Adventure

by Amanda Clover

  You rise to your feet, staring at Nepenthia with lust and rage pulsing in your veins. Her vines try to pick you up off the ground and you tear free of them as if they were made from wet paper. She recoils in shock as you begin to charge at her, faster and faster, roaring with rage as you tackle the beautiful, slender plant girl to the ground.

  “What are you!?” She cries. “What are you… what are you doing? Are you a demon!?”

  “Yes!” You snarl, tearing away the flowers covering her breasts and her delicate, humanlike pussy. You practically rip your belt pulling down your trousers. Your huge cock swings free, big as your forearm and thick as your wrist, corded with veins and dripping with precum. It thumps loudly against Nepenthia’s slender abdomen.

  “You brute! That is too big for me! Stop this!” She beats her little fists against the slabs of your muscles. You laugh, pinning her hands above her head with one massive fist. Her vines are even less effective, whipping and tearing at you and doing little more than leave some shallow scratches.

  You take hold of your massive cock in one hand and guide it to the slick folds of Nepenthia’s blushing pussy. She sucks in a breath as you thrusts forward, skewering her tight cunt on your huge cock and bulging her belly with the force of your stroke. She wails with shock as you begin to rut into her pussy like a beast. You roughly palm and slap her perky tits, pinching and twisting her nipples to elicit more cries of shock.

  “Ohhhhhh! Your cock is… too big!” She wails.

  You ignore her, pounding hard and fast into her, making her little breasts wobble with the beastly pummeling of your thrusts. You keep her hands pinned to the ground as your cock swells inside her. Slippery, honey-sweet liquid drips out of her, oozing down your balls and lubricating each stroke of your huge manhood.

  “Yes! You want me! You’ve got me, you flowery slut!” You laugh ferociously as she whimpers beneath you, taking your thrusts, but betraying no enjoyment.

  It isn’t until you feel your cock throb and erupt inside the slender plant girl that she begins to moan. You launch a massive load into her clutching cunt and she wails with ecstasy, her look of discomfort becoming one of rapturous pleasure.

  “Yesssss! Fill me with your liquid!” She moans.

  Your cock does not flag for a moment. You keep it buried in Nepenthia’s fluttering fucksleeve as you flip her onto her hands and knees. She moans some protest, but you roughly smack her ass and plunge your cock so deep into her pussy it feels as if she might burst. Her perky mounds bounce beneath her as you hammer your cock in and out of her tight channel.

  “You want liquid?” You snarl, grabbing a handful of her green-blonde hair. “I will drown you with my seed!”

  Nepenthia wails wordlessly as you pound her pussy and fill it with another massive, gushing load of your cum. You pull out of her cunt with a wet slurping sound and do not hesitate to slam your cock into her tight, blushing asshole. The plant girl howls and grabs at the ground beneath her as you plunge her pink pucker with your enormous cock. Her ass is even warmer than her pussy and it is not long before you feel your cum rising in your tightening balls.

  “Take it!” You roar, basting her bowels with a fountain of your hot spunk. Your strokes slow until, with a final grunt, you pull out of her stretched asshole.

  Nepenthia remains face down on the ground, twitching and helpless in the aftermath of your brutal fucking. You pick up your sword, walk over to her, and finish her off with a swing. There is a flash of bright pink light and she is gone. By the time you recover from the afterimage of the flash, you are stricken by the transformation. You drop to your knees and then curl into a fetal position as you moan with the agony of your shift back into your normal body.

  You become aware of someone moaning nearby. You realize the vines have withered and the pitchers have collapsed and spilled their contents. Theora is rising onto her hands and knees, her pale flesh scalded pink by the plant girl’s digestive liquid. You hurry to her side and help her into a kneeling position.

  “I remember feeling so much pleasure,” Theora says, touching between her scalded thighs. “Was I… I was in a coffin?”

  “You were in one of her pitchers. The plant girl Nepenthia.” You help Theora to her feet. “I trapped her in the sword.”

  “Then we must continue,” says Theora, smiling wanly. A golden glow suffuses her for a moment and the pink burns fade from her skin. She summons a gown to cloth her naked body and takes a stumbling step forward. You support her with one arm until she can regain her strength and set forth into the jungle.

  Onward to the mountain stained red by the sunset.

  CONTINUE >

  Surrender

  You lower your sword, feeling your will to fight ebb away. After all you have sacrificed and lost, you cannot go on. You know the fate you will suffer at the hands of the Succubus Queen and it is a more merciful ending than living with the knowledge your mother and sister have turned on you and the goddess herself has forsaken you.

  “You are right,” you say resignedly. “I have been abandoned or betrayed by all my allies. Even my family. I cannot hope to win this fight and even if I did, what is the point?”

  “Awwww,” the Succubus Queen saunters closer and pouts out her lower lip. “I know, Lucas. Being a hero for an ungrateful bitch like Veleda is an unenviable task. I can make it all go away. If you give your soul to me, I will end you with absolute pleasure. Now then, give the sword to your mother.”

  Your mother steps forward and holds out her hands. You resisted giving the sword to Lady Rachelle, but as you look into your mother’s lust-crazed blue eyes you know your battle is over. You hand her the sword and she smiles and backs away.

  “Now then, Lucas,” says Rachelle, offering you her hand. “Take my hand and we can go somewhere private.”

  Feeling a cold thrill of impending doom, yet also relief at ending your quest, you take the Succubus Queen’s warm, soft hand. Pleasure radiates from her touch. She pulls you with her through the throne room, out a door, and into a long hallway. She leads you to a bedroom with a massive four poster bed decorated with golden statues of Lady Rachelle striking erotic poses. The scent of lust is overpowering in this room. How many men have ended their lives on this very bed?

  “Do not be afraid,” says Rachelle, stroking your cheek and forcing you to gaze into her glowing violet eyes. “You are mortal, so you must end eventually. I will give you the best ending you could ever hope to have. Are you ready?”

  You nod slightly and her smile is warm and almost kind. She undresses your trembling body with her confident hands. You marvel at her beauty threatening to overflow her armored lingerie, each piece revealing just enough of her creamy golden flesh to make your cock jump in your trousers. She bares your chest, strokes your muscled body, and slides your trousers down your thighs. Your crimson cock juts from your hips, dripping with precum from your heightened arousal.

  “Ohhhh, yes, let us start simply, Lucas,” she says, wrapping her warm hand around your cock. “I will not gorge myself upon you. A feast as sweet as the Hero of One Thousand Lives must be savored.”

  She presses a soft kiss to your lips, her armored bodice crushing her breasts against your chest. Her lips part and her sweet, intoxicating tongue thrusts into your mouth. You melt into her kiss, pleasure shuddering through your body as her hand tightens on your cock. You moan against her, feeling the lightest tingle as she samples your life force. This prickling sensation, warm and pleasant, is enough to make your cock twitch. Pleasure rushes through you and in only a few seconds you are spurting your seed heavily against her hip and abdomen, painting thick white ropes that drip from her lacy armor.

  “Oooh, Lucas,” she moans, licking your cream from her fingers. “You are every bit as delicious as I had hoped.”

  With a wave of her hand reminiscent of Theora, the Succubus Queen sheds her armor from her body in a sweet-smelling puff of smoke. The violet-tinged cloud flees from the peaks of her creamy breasts and slides over the
furrowed valley between her plump thighs. Her breasts are enormous and impossibly perky, capped with wide areolas and thick, motherly nipples. Her cunt is bare but for a white tuft above it to match the hair upon her head.

  “My gods,” you moan, taking in the voluptuous fullness of her lovely body. Perhaps perishing at her hands is not such a bad ending.

  You embrace her against, feeling her warmth against you for the first time. Her kiss is hungrier, tinged with the salt of your seed and your cock, easily made stiff again by her lovely body, presses against her belly.

  “I want to suck you now, Lucas,” she whispers against your lips. “Would you like that?”

  “Oh, yes, please,” you moan.

  “Please?” She giggles, sinking down to a crouch before you.

  Her tongue teases your tip and you feel as if you might cum from that alone. You fight back the urge, waiting for her full lips to part and engulf your straining cock. She slides down to your root, tongue pleasuring your tight sack as her silky throat caresses your tip.

  “Ohhhhh, Rachelle!” You cry, thrusting a bit deeper, pressing her nose into your groin as you erupt down her throat. You shoot again and again, spurting straight down the Succubus Queen’s swallow gullet, spilling your seed and feeling a tug deeper inside you as she swallows your life force along with your load. You are left dizzy, but still on your feet, as she pulls her mouth free of your cock with a wet slurp. She looks up at you, teasing your tip with a few more licks to keep your cock hard.

  “I want you inside me, Lucas,” she purrs, keeping one hand on your cock as she slides onto her back and raises her knees to expose the glistening, violet-tinged folds of her pussy, gaping slightly to reveal her inner pink. Her tail curls up from just beneath her asshole, waving invitingly towards her pussy. She bites her lower lip and looks up at you with longing in her eyes.

  A part of you knows that her every move is intended to manipulate you and yet it does not matter, you need to fuck her. You drop to your knees, taking hold of her thighs and pushing her feet up higher. Your cock is so hard that you guide it with your hip movements to her slick folds and push inside the steamy channel of her cunt. Her violet eyes blaze and she croons with ecstasy as you sheath every bit of your cock deep inside her.

  “Ohhhhhh!” You cry, thrusting without control, pushing in and out and fighting from the first stroke not to cum. Her inner walls grip and massage your cock with as much intent as the muscles of a hand. Her huge breasts sway with the force of your thrusts. You arch atop her, slamming hard and deep, making her gasp with ecstasy. The pleasure in her face is enough to drive you to the brink.

  “Don’t hold back,” cries Rachelle. “Cum for me, Lucas! Cum inside me!”

  “Ahhhhhh! Yesssss!” you throw back your head, fucking deep into her clutching cunt as you explode. Your hot seeds bursts against her demonic womb and you feel her feeding heavily on you, drawing out your essence with her ravenous cunt. You thrust until you feel darkness edging your vision. You manage to pull back, gasping, your cock growing quickly soft as your heart strains in your chest.

  “You should have given me every drop,” chuckles Rachelle. “But I can take the rest, Lucas. Lie back. Relax. I will drain you dry with my tail.”

  “N-not your… not your tail,” you gasp, looking at the lewd mouth of her tail.

  “My ass?” She offers, turning around and waving her plush rear in your face.

  “L-lick it,” you moan, your drained cock stirring at you gaze up at her round cheeks and the naughty clench of her anus.

  “Oh, even now you think of my pleasure,” she giggles. “Very well, have a taste of my ass, Lucas. I promise you will find none sweeter.”

  Her luscious ass descends on your face, smothering you between her plump cheeks. For a time, you are lost in the fiendish scent of her perfumed rear, your tongue lapping at her velvet divot. You moan as you lick her ass, imagining how it will feel when your cock slides past that tight ring. She rides her cheeks against your face and you realize, with a gasp, that her mouth is on your cock. Then your tongue slides into her hot back passage and you forget anything other than lust and pleasure.

  “Nnnnnnnn!” You cry, your tongue stuffed deep into her ass. Your cock twitching and swelling in her sucking mouth.

  “Yesssss!” She cries against your cock. “Yes! Give it all to me!”

  You moan with pleasure, tongue-fucking her demonic dirt hole as your cock jerks and pumps another load into Rachelle’s mouth. She slurps gratefully on yours spunking cock, her ass clenching around your tongue almost as if she is cumming. You feel your life force flowing into her, your world growing darker by the moment.

  Finally, with a last whimper, the darkness floods over you. The last thing you feel is your tongue slipping from her clenching asshole.

  You have willingly given your soul to the predation of the Succubus Queen. Your adventure is at an end.

  BAD END

  Drink the pink milk potion

  The Succubus Queen feeds on male sexual energy. Transforming yourself into a woman might give you the edge you need to overcome her erotic powers. At least that is what you tell yourself is the reason you reach into the pouch on your hip and take out the bottle containing the pink milk potion. You pop the stopper with your thumb and tilt the bottle to your lips, gulping again and again until the bottle is empty. You have never had so much of one of Gretchen’s potions.

  “What was that?” Lady Rachelle asks, stopping short of you and looking at you curiously. “A bit of brandy for courage?”

  You cannot answer her. The sweet, creamy potion burns down your throat and straight to your belly, where the hot coals of its magic send out warm, soothing pleasure radiating through your flesh. Your transformation is sudden. Your face becomes much more feminine, your male musculature softens into shapely femininity, your waist becomes slender, your hips widen, your ass plumps, and you grow enormous breasts. Most shocking of all, your cock inverts and reforms the sensitive channel of your new womanhood.

  “My, my, my,” says the Succubus Queen, observing your transformation with a raised eyebrow. “You are quite lovely as a woman.”

  Though your male lust has been obliterated by your transformation, you feel a new heat forming between your thighs and a trembling desire to kiss, caress, and pleasure the beautiful succubus. She saunters closer and when you raise your sword she gently pushes your hand down to step even closer.

  Her armored lingerie melts away like smoke, revealing a body every bit as luscious and ample as you expected. Her breasts are huge, areolas wide, and nipples thick and pink like a nursing mother. Her creamy mounds of flesh give way to her slender midsection and wide, round hips. Her round ass and blushing, glistening pink pussy draw your eye. You find yourself short of breath, your own large, soft mounds heaving with your hot flash of desire.

  “Look at what you have become,” whispers the Succubus Queen, reaching up to unbutton your straining tunic. Your breasts bounce free and Rachelle palms them roughly, playing her thumbs over your sensitive pink nipples. You suck in a breath as she teases your aching buds with her touch. She presses her own mounds against you for comparison. Her nipples are thicker, her areolas wider, and breasts bigger. As she mashes her warm mounds against yours, you feel a tingling of pleasure that arcs through your body.

  “Ohhhhhh,” you cry, your fuller feminine lips falling open. Rachelle seizes the opportunity to kiss you, pressing her hot body against yours and thrusting her honeyed tongue into your mouth. You moan, unable to resist the sweetness of that kiss. Her hands work your belt and slide your trousers down from your shapely hips. Your cry of pleasure is muffled by her kiss as she runs a hand between your thighs and massages your tender pussy.

  “Yes, so lovely,” gasps Rachelle against your lips. “Why would you ever want to be a man when you can be a woman? A creator!”

  Your answer, if you could have even managed one, is smothered by another hungry kiss from the succubus. She drags you down to the floor, p
ressing her luscious body atop yours, her supple flesh making you hum with need and tingle everywhere you are making contact.

  You part your thighs and she presses between them, lips to lips and breasts to breasts, the heat of her vulva so close to your own. Then you feel something growing and swelling against you. With a gasp, you look down to see a maleness sliding from between Rachelle’s shapely thighs. Her cock is somehow feminine in its appearance, pale and violet tinged at the delicate cap.

  “You want it, don’t you?” Rachelle hisses, her breath hot against you. “It’s alright. It is the lure of the cock. It draws us all, even my succubus daughters. Touch it.”

  You reach a tentative hand between you and Rachelle, your fingers brushing over the bulge of her cockhead. She sucks in a gasp, jerking with pleasure and causing her huge breasts to jiggle. You laugh despite yourself, fascinated by the reaction, enthralled by the sight of her manhood. You look to her for permission and she gives you a slight nod. You grasp her demonic cock, squeezing lightly, feeling the give of it beneath the hardness. You can barely remember your own former manhood as you stroke Rachelle’s stiff cock.

  “Ooohh, that’s it,” moans the Succubus Queen. “Do not be afraid of it. You want to do more than stroke it though. I can see it in your eyes.”

  “Y-yes,” you confess.

  “Go on,” she says, cupping the back of your head as she rises on her knees. “Taste it.”

  Your doubt lingers only for a moment, then you lean you lower your face to her sweet-scented cock, part your lips, and taste the welling drop of her precum. Rachelle groans with pleasure, cradling your head and rubbing her cock against your lips and tongue.

  “Suck it,” she hisses.