Chapter 33♥♥♥ – Griscent’s Promise
Griscent exposed the risks of associating too closely with sovereigns.
She convinced Slade that he didn’t love Violet, shattering his determination to side with her.
Slade stood at the center of the prison of illusions, torn between two choices.
On one side, bewitching women surrounded Griscent, beckoning him to join their bodies together.
On the opposite side, countless men swarmed the fake Violet, who hurled profanities at him.
The alluring fruit hanging in his reach promised painless bliss. Why would he return to Violet to endure a constant struggle?
“Ara? I can’t smother you with my breasts if you don’t come closer~,” an elven blade dancer said.
Slade glanced at the luscious illusions.
“Honey, my womb ain’t gonna fill itself~” The pit fiend giggled before throwing him an intense glare while biting her lips.
He stepped forward.
“Meow~?” A cat woman licked her fingers seductively.
His breath became rougher.
Slade didn’t take in each woman’s species and face due to their sheer number. It was an infinite sea of voluptuous beauties. He could stare at them for years without mastering their features, folds and creases.
Their sensual voices called him like fatal sirens. Walking ever closer, he was unable to resist their sweet calls.
Because he had no reason to.
Anyone would do the same, he thought.
“That’s right, good boy…” Griscent said.
The root of his motivations shattered, and he couldn’t dedicate his second life to a hopeless sovereign.
Slade was a GPS that had lost its goal and position. His mind didn’t process inputs and merely went with the flow while trying to make sense of reality.
Before he knew it, his steps brought him to Griscent. His head slipped into her bosom. Her warm breath brushed his face as he sunk into her control. The softness of her breasts was arousing, leaving only a single thought in him.
I want more.
Discarded, Violet disappeared from the cave alongside the men.
“You’ve made the correct choice, my love,” she whispered.
A system window appeared.
The young man stared blankly at it. No one else could see it without his agreement.
It was a feature of his own Diplomacy skill, rewarding him for his course of actions. Griscent didn’t receive such a window. And the prison of illusion would remain as long as she sustained it, regardless of Slade’s answer.
His hand hovered above the window to check the ‘yes’ button.
You can’t trust her! Violet’s voice resounded inside his mind, jolting him.
What was that?! Slade thought, confused.
Indeed, the fake Violet already left the illusion.
He straightened up, glancing at the women. But Griscent looked up with a smile, returning his gaze. Her eyes sparkled with joy.
She misunderstood his straight posture as a sign of determination.
Finally, he made up his mind! she thought.
“Oh Slade, I promise you won’t regret it!”
Squeezing him with her arms, she buried her face against his neck.
“Let’s celebrate until we collapse from exhaustion!” she said.
Shit! What do you mean I can’t trust her?! Slade’s mind exploded.
The elf took his hand to her chest. The pit fiend squeezed his butt. The cat woman nibbled his ear.
“Let’s have fun,” the pit fiend said.
He gave in to the desire.
“Yes, let’s forget all that annoying stuff!” Slade shouted.
“Let me go first!” The cat woman slipped between Slade and Griscent. She kissed him, dragging his head down as she sat on a rock.
He rubbed his face against her chest.
“Stop it…” Griscent said, grimacing.
The illusions froze, but Slade ignored her, sweeping the mounds with his drooly tongue.
She pulled his ear, peeling him away from the cat woman.
“But whyyyyy?” he whined.
“Watching you with someone else doesn’t sit well with me… Let me take her place,” she said.
Griscent crouched and pressed her hand against the woman’s abdomen.
Her arm sunk into the flesh, phasing through. Griscent disappeared into the cat woman. A purple mark appeared over the womb of the lain woman, shining through the fabric of her loincloth.
“Sorry for the minor inconvenience. I’m ready, honey!” Griscent said, spreading her legs.
The pit fiend sat behind Griscent to caress her body. The elf spread Griscent’s labia so that Slade could penetrate her.
He inserted his penis inside. She melted as her tight cat body swallowed him whole.
“I am at your disposal, Slade,” she said. Her cat tail rubbed against his thighs.
He grunted as he pushed through while the pit fiend rubbed her breasts.
“You can come to this place whenever you wish. My body… And soul are your home,” she said.
Slade leaned on her, bumping his hips against her butt.
“Yes… I’ll come inside you whenever I want!” Slade said.
“Wherever you want!”
They kissed each other as he hammered her hips.
Griscent crossed her legs over Slade, pressing him harder against her body.
“It’s so hard... and strong,” she panted.
Slade’s arm squeezed her chest. She couldn’t take it anymore.
“Aaaah!” Her spine arched back as milk poured out on Slade’s face.
He pulled out his penis and spurted his semen over her face and breasts.
“More! Fill me inside!” Griscent begged.
“Press her down,” Slade said.
She sprawled on the ground, while the women pinned her head and wrists on the ground.
Slade pounced right back into action, lifting her leg up and slamming his hips against her plump waist.
Her moans grew louder until she shook in ecstasy.
The precious nectar filled her with bliss. Tears of happiness trickled from her eyes, thinking that his heart belonged to her.
“I’m yours, dear,” she said.
She panted hard while Slade and the women carried her up. Her limp head leaned against the pit fiend, who carried her armpits.
“We’re not finished.”
Slade restarted his strokes.
“Wha- Ohhh!?” she moaned, surprised that he wasn’t finished.
More juice poured from her crotch. She couldn’t believe that cat women could grow even more sensitive and aroused.
Slade nibbled at her breasts, spurting her milk.
“I’m coming again!” she screamed.
Her eyes rolled back as her tongue stuck out, leaking saliva. Her body shook uncontrollably before returning into a limp rag doll.
“I can’t stop!” Slade said in a trance.
They turned her over. The pit fiend held a wrist up, while Slade pulled her hair and hand.
“Ha? Hnnn?!” She stopped articulating words. Her eyes widened, and she gritted her teeth as she endured his assault.
Her vagina swelled up. Every stroke felt more intense than the previous one.
“Fuck, this ass is so great!” Slade slapped her wide buttocks and pulled her tail.
“Aaah… Coming! Coming!”
Griscent squirmed as her body came from each stroke. Pleasure flooded her mind.
Her head shot up and her ears cutely wriggled each time.
“I’m almost there!”
He ravaged her pussy until he ejaculated again.
“Hmm… Ha, Hmm~” Griscent purred, unable to talk.
“That was fucking great!”
Slade collapsed. His mind was foggy from the overwhelming pleasure. He got confused why he was even hesitating at Griscent’s offers.
Damn, I don’t regret my decision! She’s a keeper.
The cat woman lay on the ground with her legs wide open, semen spurting out.
“Come… closer,” she called for the pit fiend.
“Finally my turn,” the demoness said as she jumped on Griscent. Her feet met no resistance as she sank through the cat woman.
Griscent’s body swallowed the woman, taking her appearance. She became a pit fiend, but her spread legs were already covered in cum.
“My dear…” She crawled towards him.
“Y-yeah?” Slade’s dick shot up again, seeing her new appearance.
“I won’t just satisfy your desire in imagination. I’ll help you take any women you desire. Even that troglodyte and that harpy rook,” Griscent said.
“Fine! Hehe…”
“We’ll take over the world and build your ultimate harem! Hahaha!” She mirrored his lascivious laughter with her own.
They were drunk with pleasure and ambition.
She pounced on him and kissed with passion. She groped around to insert his penis.
“Hmmmm!”
His lips muffled her scream as she came from the first insertion.
She panted, her eyes wide open.
No way… I’m going crazy at this rate! she thought.
07-19-21 update: I'm still alive! I'm busy with my nephews x_x but I'm still writing down ideas and sketches.
Here are some designs:
Cove: Pirate (Sharkman?)
Tower: Gremlin library worker
Rampart: Blind dryad/treant puppeteer
Lewd costumes that I'll probably end up toning down lol
Note that I'm not really enjoying that break. I like writing and drawing more than playing teacher :(.