Isabella and the Beast

In this erotic retelling of the fairytale Beauty and the Beast, virgin Isabella (who hates being called Belle) is traveling back home after buying medicine for her ailing father. But she has to go through Dark Forest in order to make it back before night. She has heard the stories of a fearsome beast that lives within the forest, preying only on young virgin women, but Isabella is both stubborn and brave.When she is captured by the beast, she does her very best to escape his animal ferocity. But she cannot, and is trapped. She learns that the beast is not quite who he seems, and is in fact a man with a terrible curse placed upon him. She learns that the only way to free him from this curse is if she agrees to bear his child.Will Isabella agree to help the beast who was once a man? More importantly, can she surrender her innocence to such an insatiable and ferocious creature?This scorching 10,000+ word fairytale erotica novelette contains kidnapping, imprisonment, and explicit and graphic monster sex and breeding. For mature readers only.ExcerptWith nothing more to do, Isabella lay down on the cold stone floor and quickly fell asleep. She dreamed, and vividly, too. She was riding through the forest, all alone. Even the comforting breaths and snorts of her horse Franco could not be heard. It was as though the beast she was riding on was a mute; not her own animated mount. She was enveloped in darkness, and a haze hung in the air, barely penetrable by eyesight. The trees on either side of her loomed over her, as if to laugh at her, mock her.Their bark morphed into mouths filled with shiny, sharp teeth. Their branches turned to claws, and they swept downward at her, trying to snatch her from her horse.Isabella screamed and shook her head, looking downward toward her horse’s mane. She was afraid. Fear coursed through her. Fear was her blood.The beast appeared, and snatched her from her horse. Like lightning, in the blink of an eye he had leapt from a dark hiding spot, held her tightly in his claw-tipped paws, wrapped her up in his powerful, muscular arms, and landed on the forest floor with a dull thud.The beast spun his head to look own at his prize, and he lay her on the ground and hovered over her, grinning and growling. She felt the warmth from his large body, felt his hot breath wash over her.The creature’s chest heaved up and down as the beast breathed deeply. He tensed his arms, clutched his paws closed, and howled, his cry so ferocious the haze around them was blown away momentarily.In one sudden motion, he looked down at her lying vulnerable on the floor, and he tore her dress from her body. It flew off her, soared sky high before landing on the branch of a tall, tall tree. It was snatched up by the tree’s branch claws, and the mouths returned on the bark, turning to grins and laughter.Isabella heard the cry of babies, and she looked left and right. There couldn’t be babies in the forest! It was impossible!She lay under the beast, naked, exposed. The cool hair teased her nipples into stiff points. Goosebumps erupted along the length of her body. She shivered. She shut her legs tightly, crossed them at her ankles, and covered her breasts with her arms.“No!” she sobbed, shaking her head.“Yes!” the beast snarled, his lips drawing tight. He leaned closer. His breath grew hotter. He licked up her body, his snaking tongue leaving a trail of his saliva glistening on her supple skin. She squirmed and writhed, feeling the warmth and wetness against her. She felt a tingling in between her legs, a growing yearning; an itch.The beast continued to lick her, dragging his tongue across her breasts, in between her breasts, up her neck, around her nipples. Tendrils of sensation, the beginnings of pleasure, thrilled through Isabella’s body.She felt her underwear growing damper and damper, its warm wetness pressing against her center, her most private place, like the beast’s tongue was her body.Loo