The Easily Defeated Hero's Monster Girl Adventure: Book 5: The Lamia by Amanda Clover

Author:Amanda Clover [Clover, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-09T04:00:00+00:00

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Dreams of Chthona

The world is darkness and fire. You are deep within the earth, in a tunnel of black stone where fissures open to reveal vast lakes of magma and stalagmite chimneys pour out brimstone-scented smoke. You stumble away from a rolling river of fire and into the heat-hazed darkness. You feel as if you are staggering into a stove.

The rock burns beneath your bare feet. You feel certain your ragged clothes are about to burst into flames. The unbearable heat gives way to red carpeting; the black igneous rock to the polished walls of a sinister citadel. Cool air pushes away the heat and you are standing in a bedroom. It is richly appointed and detailed in layers of ebony woodwork and black gemstones. The furnishings – a four poster bed, couches, and chairs - were carved by master woodworkers and similarly black. The only color is the red of the carpet and the cushions on the furniture.

And the women sprawled atop the bed.

One is white-haired, yet youthful, extravagantly beautiful with pale skin and eyes that burn red. Her wings and large horns betray her as a succubus. Her red corset squeezes her ample breasts, but she is bare from the waist down, revealing her thick tale and the cock jutting from between her creamy thighs.

It is Lady Rachelle, the Succubus Queen. She kneels behind the other woman, grasping this woman’s shapely hips and thrusting into her from behind. The woman lifts her head and croons with pleasure.

It is your mother.

“Oh, Lucas,” she gasps, arching her back and thrusting against Lady Rachelle’s cock. “It’s so good! She fucks me so good!”

The prehensile serpent of Lady Rachelle’s tail slithers between your mother’s plump buttocks, up her back, and thrusts its phallic tip into your mother’s eager mouth. Your mother’s eyes roll back as she sucks eagerly at this demonic cock.

“Does it hurt to see your mother defiled?” Rachelle mocks you, scratching bloody runnels with her nails on your mother’s creamy rump. “Do you think she hates me, Lucas? That I imprisoned her here in Chthona?”

“Let her go, you bitch!” You shout, balling your hands into fists, but unable to move any closer.

Your mother moans with ecstasy around the tail-cock in her mouth and arches her back, offering her plump bottom up to Rachelle to plunder with each thrust.

“I know how your father died, Lucas,” purrs Rachelle, making your mother’s breasts swing with the force of her strokes. “Do you?”

“It was sickness,” you blurt.

“Yes, but where did that sickness come from?” She slows her strokes and your mother whimpers each time Rachelle pulls back slowly and thrusts in roughly once again.

“It fell upon him… like a curse,” you say, remembering him falling in the middle of labor in the field. You recall your father’s gaunt appearance and haunted eyes in his last hours.

“Yes, that’s right, a curse,” laughs Rachelle. “But only the gods would have that sort of power. And their servants.”

“You don’t… you cannot mean…”

“Why don’t you ask your precious angel if she knows how your father perished,” mocks Rachelle.

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