The Easily Defeated Hero's Monster Girl Adventure

by Amanda Clover

  “Right,” you agree, giving her a supportive arm to lean on as you set off into the jungle.

  Onward to the mountain stained red by the sunset.

  CONTINUE >

  Call upon Gretchen to battle the yegrilla

  This overbearing, big-cocked brute needs a foe that is just as robust and sexual as him. The only monster girl in the palace who fits the description is a certain extremely-busty blonde with tiny horns and an obsession with milk.

  You hold your sword above your head and shout, “Gretchen emerge!”

  There is a crack of thunder and a bright pink flash and Gretchen materializes before you. She is wearing tight denim shorts over her ample rear and a tied off blouse that reveals her soft belly and barely covers her enormous breasts. You can see her thick nipples straining the blue fabric of her blouse. She clops her hooves and turns from you to the yegrilla.

  “Is that hairy beast who you want me to beat?” She asks, tossing her blonde hair over her small horns.

  “That’s right,” you say. “And don’t let him knock you up.”

  “I mate with you,” grunts the yegrilla.

  “Oh yeah?” Gretchen stomps the ground and lowers her head. “We’ll see about that, fur ball!”

  She charges at the yegrilla. He hoots and launches into a charge to meet her. The charging cow girl and the furious yegrilla collide with a loud crunch and both go spinning away from each other, tumbling and falling to the ground. It only takes them a moment to get to their feet and they are charging again. Gretchen is faster and more powerful once she gets going, but you notice with some concern that she is slower to get up each time they collide.

  “Look at her tunic,” murmurs Theora.

  Gretchen rounds, circling awkwardly in the space between buildings, and you see that the yegrilla has torn open her blouse. Her huge, creamy breasts hang free, their fat pink nipples engorged and dripping with her plentiful milk. The yegrilla smiles, baring his tusk-like fangs.

  “Big milk on you,” he grunts. “You make good mate. Feed many babies!”

  She snarls and charges at him, swinging both fists in a haymaker as she shouts, “But I don’t want babies!”

  The yegrilla ducks her attack, wraps his long arms around her waist and uses her momentum to throw Gretchen to the ground. She pushes up onto her hands and knees, but is too slow to rise. The yegrilla is upon her, grabbing her by her shorts and yanking them roughly down from the creamy globes of her ass and down her thick thighs. He bares the pink pucker of her anus and the blushing folds of her cunt.

  “Let go of me!” Gretchen cries, trying to kick her hooves backwards.

  “Quiet, milk woman,” growls the yegrilla. “I smell your sex. You want baby now. I give you baby. Many babies!”

  His pink cock glistens and throbs with his arousal. He grips the root of the massive appendage in his fist and guides it to Gretchen’s slippery cunt. She tries to get up, to push him away, and he shoves her back down to her hands and knees. Gretchen lows like a cow as the yegrilla thrusts his huge cock into her glistening cock, stretching her wide and filling her with his beastly manhood.

  “He’s going to mate with her,” you gasp, your cock twitching in your trousers at the sight of the yegrilla plundering Gretchen’s plush pussy.

  The yegrilla grab’s Gretchen’s shapely hips and pounds her hard, each smack of his furry hips sending ripples through her plump bottom and making her huge breasts swing beneath her. He is relentless and Gretchen does not seem to be resisting him. She throws her head back, mooing loudly and pushing her round ass back onto his cock. Her wildly swinging breasts flick droplets of milk out as the yegrilla punishes her pink pussy.

  “I’m cumming!” Gretchen lows. “Ohhhhhh, yesssss, mooooooOOooo!”

  “OooooOooooOooo!” Hoots the wild yegrilla, thrusting into her clutching cunt. He snarls and bares his huge fangs and you can tell by his ragged thrusts that he is exploding inside Gretchen’s tight pussy. There is a momentary flash of light from beneath her and you can just barely make out a glowing rune that has appeared on her lower abdomen, just above her pubic thatch.

  “Ohhhhh, yes, fill me with all your cum,” moans the lowing cow girl. “Give me all your milk deep inside my womb. Make me heavier and milkier with all your babies.”

  “OooooOooo!” The yegrilla hoots, his strokes slowing as he finishes pumping his cum deep into Gretchen’s eager cunt. “I give you lot of babies. So many babies. Oh, you make tired. I give you more.”

  “We need to go,” says Theora, tugging at your sleeve. “Now.”

  You hesitate, watching the yegrilla pull his huge pink cock from Gretchen’s pussy. You can just make out the raunchy slurping sound his cock makes as it slides out of her creamy cunt. A moment later, his cum gushes out of her stuffed pussy and drools in long strands down from her messy cuntlips.

  “Boy,” shouts the yegrilla. “Boy slave! Come here. Clean up mate!”

  “W-what?” You look over at Theora only to realize she has slipped away.

  “Yeah, Lucas,” moans Gretchen, squashing her tits on the ground beneath her and resting her face in the grace. She wiggles her huge ass back and forth to taunt you with the perverse view of her cum-stuffed pussy. “Come and clean me up. I know you want to taste his milk fresh from my cunt.”

  “No,” you say as you back away. “No, that’s not something I want at all. Gretchen you were supposed to beat him without—“

  The yegrilla covers the distance to you in two bounding leaps. He grabs you and slings you easily over one shoulder, the Holy Sword of Veleda dropping from your grasp.

  “You clean up mate,” grunts the yegrilla, carrying you over to Gretchen and dumping you on the ground behind her. He easily palms the back of your head with a huge hand and pushes your face towards her big, creamy ass and cum-dripping pussy. “You clean so I give her more babies! Now! Or I crack head like tago nut!”

  You’re not sure what a tago nut is, but you can imagine the yegrilla crushing your skull easily enough with those massive hands. You look from the savage brute to your close-up view of Gretchen’s clenching pink asshole and the cum-smeared mess of her pussy.

  “Lap up all the sweet milk,” moans Gretchen. “Then share it with me.”

  “Oh, goddess forgive me,” you murmur, diving your tongue into the hot folds of her pussy. The foul, salty flavor of the yegrilla’s spunk fills your mouth. You resist the urge to retch and lick Gretchen’s plump folds, tasting her silky nectar mingled with his cum.

  “Mooooooo,” she moans, pushing her ass against your face. You ride your tongue up and lick her ass, pleasuring her pink pucker as the yegrilla’s foul slime decorates your chin. You lap it all up while Gretchen rides your tongue, cumming so hard against your subservient face that she forces out a gush of the yegrilla’s spunk right into your mouth. It is the most revolting thing you have ever done, yet as you continue to pleasure Gretchen’s plump rear, you find yourself enjoying being used.

  “Now come here, slave boy,” lows Gretchen. “Give me a milky kiss.”

  You crawl up beside her and she smashes a kiss to your mouth. Her tongue thrusts against yours and tastes the plentiful spunk filling your mouth. You share it with her, passing it back and forth, swallowing some as it is diluted with her sweet saliva.

  The yegrilla pulls you roughly away, breaking your kiss with Gretchen.

  “Mine,” he growls. “You go stand far away. Watch if want. I give more seed to mate.”

  “Ooooh,” moans Gretchen, turning to offer him up her pussy and ass once again. “Fuck me some more, you big furry beast!”

  As you slink off to watch your former lover being bred by the yegrilla, you know your quest is at an end. You have become a cuckolded slave boy to the yegrilla.

  CONTINUE >

  Use the Startle Eye ability

  You begin to mutter a prayer of focus. It used by the scholar-monks of Veleda, but it is intended to focus the mind rather than plead for the goddess’s assistance. Yo
u intone the words, fighting one handed to fend off jabs of the Succubus Queen’s tail as you ball your other hand into a fist. You feel the strength building inside you. Even cut off from the light of the goddess, you are able to harness your inner light and focus your righteous strength in your clenched fist.

  With a shout, you thrust your fist towards Rachelle. The succubus stares directly at your hand as you open it and unleash the pent spark of holy light. It bursts with a powder-shot bang and flashes brighter than the sun, if only for an instant.

  “AAhhhhhhh! You bastard! What is this?” Rachelle recoils, grabbing at her eyes and apparently blinded by your use of Startle Eye.

  You take hold of your sword in both hands and line up a swing of the blade that will take off the succubus’s head. Suddenly, you are seized from behind by two sets of arms, each as strong as iron. You realize you have been grabbed by your mother and sister.

  “What are you doing?!” You cry. “Let me finish this!”

  “No, Lucas,” says your mother. “We love our queen.”

  “Lady Rachelle is good to us,” says your sister.

  “Hold him,” snarls Lady Rachelle, wiping tears from her eyes. “Don’t let him go. Hold this tricky boy.”

  You struggle against your mother and your sister, but they are incredibly strong and all you manage to do is exhaust yourself. Rachelle recovers from the flash and approaches with an angry sneer.

  “You honestly believed that would work?” She laughs, taking hold of the blade of your sword and twisting the handle out of your desperate grip. “I will take that. Far too precious to be in your possession. And as for you, Lucas. I think your luck has run out.”

  She tears open your shirt and runs her fingers down your chest. Your body grows hot and tingling wherever she touches you. By the time her hand reaches your belt, your cock is throbbing hard and leaking precum into your trousers. She yanks your belt open and roughly slides down your trousers. Your hard cock, crimson and glistening at the tip, bounces free.

  “Your mother never told me it was so big,” chuckles Rachelle, running her delicate fingers up your shaft and teasing the sensitive head of your cock. You whimper helplessly, on the brink of exploding from that simple touch. The worst humiliation is that your sister and mother are laughing as Rachelle toys with your cock.

  “Ohhhhh, please,” you moan, the tingling in your cock intensifying as Rachelle swirls her fingertips around your cockhead.

  “Please? You want to cum for me?” She kisses you, thrusting her demonic tongue into your mouth before you think to stop her. The sweetness of her mouth is incredible, like a candy melting on your tongue, and you feel warm all over. You thrust your hips, rubbing desperately against Rachelle’s fingertips until you whimper against her mouth and cum. Hot ropes of your spunk shoot out and spatter onto the marble floor.

  “Oh, he likes that, your majesty,” laughs Genevieve.

  Your mind is elsewhere, for in addition to the pleasure of your half-ruined orgasm sputtering onto the floor, you are overcome by the pleasure of Rachelle feeding from your kiss. She finally breaks the kiss, leaving you gasping and dizzy.

  “A little kiss and you look ready to fall over?” Rachelle prods your cock and it jerks with an aftershock of your pleasure. “Well, in that case, I know just the thing to finish you off.”

  She motions to your mother and sister and they obediently drag you down to the ground. You struggle with them again, but you are even weaker than before. With a wave of her hand, Lady Rachelle sheds her magical armor, revealing her huge, flawless breasts, wide areolas and thick nipples. Her violet-tinged cunt is directly above your cock as she stands astride your hips.

  “Oh, no,” she says, seeing the fear in your eyes. “You might survive once in my fiendish cunt, Lucas. I intend to finish you in one.”

  She turns around, revealing her big, creamy ass. She squats slowly, exposing the violet-tinted knot of her demonic asshole. She looks back at you, licks her fingers, and rubs her spit-wet fingertips around her clench. Then, smiling back at you, she grips your cock and squats on it. Her ass yields to your hard cock, swallowing you up in the intense heat and silky slickness of her back passage.

  “Ohhhhhh,” you moan, writhing beneath her as her big ass rides down to the root of your cock and then slides back up again. You want to cum immediately, but you hold back, trying not to watch her big, luscious ass sliding up and down your cock.

  “Don’t fight it, Lucas,” she says. “It’s over. So relax and enjoy it.”

  You don’t listen to her. You try to look away from her stretched asshole and big, creamy ass riding up and down your cock, but her tail wraps around your head and forces you to look. The sight is mesmerizing. Combined with your rising pleasure, the view of her ass bouncing on your cock entrances you.

  “I’m going to cum,” you realize helplessly.

  “Yes, you are,” moans Rachelle. “Good boy, Lucas. Cum for me. Cum in my ass.”

  “Fill her ass,” says your mother.

  “Yes, spill your useless seed into her ass,” agrees Genevieve.

  “Ohhhhhhhh! Ahhh!” You writhe beneath her, barely more than a leaving toy for her pleasure, or a meal she is tormenting before devouring. You thrust upwards, helplessly, your cock erupting deep in her slippery ass. Pump after pump of your seed bastes her silky passage. With each intense pump of your orgasm comes an even more powerful rush of your life force being devoured by the Succubus Queen.

  “Oh, yes, you sweet, delicious boy,” moans Rachelle, clearing savoring her feast. “Don’t stop until you have given me every, mmmmmm, morsel.”

  She slows her movement, but continues to ride her ass up and down your cock with deliberate swings of her hips and the tight, clenching ring of her asshole. You cum again and again, uncertain whether it is one endless orgasm or several strung together. As the last spasm of pleasure boils up your shaft, you feel the darkness closing in around you. It is warm and simple.

  “Goodbye, Lucas,” laughs Rachelle, give your cock a final squeeze with her asshole.

  The darkness wells up, flooding your senses and erasing everything you used to be. You have been devoured by the succubus. There will be no rescue. Your adventure is at an end.

  BAD END

  Hand over the sword and have your mother and sister

  You look from your voluptuous mother dressed in red to your beautiful sister in virginal white, both of them staring at you with lust-heavy blue eyes, and you know you cannot choose between them.

  “I will give you the sword,” you say to the Succubus Queen. “But I get them both.”

  “Oh? How greedy,” chuckles Lady Rachelle, the sound of her voice making your cock jerk in your trousers. She continues, “Very well. You may have them both. A bargain for the price of one sword.”

  You set the sword into Lady Rachelle’s hands without hesitation. You feel a weight lift from your shoulders as you abandon your quest to defeat the Succubus Queen. She laughs, turning the sword over in her hands.

  “Yes, well done, Lucas,” she says. “Have your prize.”

  Your mother and sister saunter towards you as the Succubus Queen departs from the throne room whistling and spinning the blade playfully in her hands. You cannot help but watch the lovely demoness go. The moment that golden door closes, your attention is drawn back to your mother and sister.

  “Thank you for choosing us both,” says your mother, pressing her luscious body against you. “We can be a family again.”

  “Yesss,” moans Genevieve, pressing beside your mother, just as beautiful and inviting. “We can be a better family than ever before. We can be together in all new ways.”

  “Y-yes,” you murmur. “Better than…”

  Your words trail off as your mother and sister both sink down to their knees. You gasp in disbelief as they unbuckle your belt and unbutton your trousers, freeing your hard crimson cock. They giggle with delight, your sister grasping your cock and seeming to marvel wide-eyed at your size. Your moth
er looks up at you with need as she massages your heavy bollocks.

  “Let us repay you for your heroism, my beautiful son,” she moans, caressing your stones. “Your sister wants you to be her first and I want you to pound me senseless.”

  “Mother,” you moan, watching Genevieve begin to stroke your cock as your mother fondles your bollocks. “You... you cannot mean to… ohhhh…”

  “I know you have lusted after us both,” says Genevieve. “It’s alright, Lucas. We secretly lusted after you as well. But there is nothing to hold us back in the underworld. We can be together forever.”

  Any further objections are driven from your mind as your sister and mother lean forward as one and begin pleasuring you with their warm, eager mouths. Your mother goes low, tonguing and slurping lewdly at your bollocks, but it is your sisters hot, soft mouth, closing around your cock, that nearly drives you to orgasm in an instant.

  “Oh, gods,” you moan, watching Genevieve bob down your cock and take you nearly to the root. You feel her silky throat squeezing around you. She must have learned to suck cock at the wizard’s academy. Was it fellow students in the dorms or was it her randy instructors, enjoying the attention of an eager young pupil from the farmlands?

  Before you even realizing what is happening, you are cumming in your sister’s mouth. Pleasure races up your cock in hot pulses and you spurt heavily against her tongue and down her talented throat. She swallows each pulse of your seed, her eyes gazing up and you and flickering with violet magic. You feel something even more intense than your orgasm, a pleasure that wells from your core, but you cannot deny the intense pleasure of your sister’s sucking mouth.

  Genevieve pulls her mouth away, looking up and rolling her tongue through the milky seed filling her mouth.

  “Let me have a taste,” says your mother, drawing her into a kiss. They pass your seed back and forth between them in a kiss so lewd it ensures your cock does not flag for a moment. They giggle and slurp at stray droplets that spill out of their mouths. Their bodies are idols of mature and youthful perfection.