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I awakened to find Barbun standing over me as I lay in bed, donning a bow and quiver full of arrows.
“Good morning, my adventuring friend!” Barbun said amiably. “Ready to get going?”
“Are you-?” I asked tentatively.
“I thought about it last night and decided that Mary and I should come with you. I’ve always wanted to go on an adventure with really high stakes, and Mary could use a purpose in life.”
I blearily sat up in the bed and wiped the sleep from my eyes. “You I can see, but Mary? Is that really a good idea? This quest is dangerous.”
“Look,” Barbun said, sitting next to me on the bed and placing her soft hand on my leg. “Mary’s on a short path to self destruction. That man who shall not be named was her whole life. If she doesn’t find meaning, she’ll just keep on circling the drain. Yeah, adventuring is risky, but she’s strong and durable. She can handle herself, trust me.”
“All right,” I said, knowing better than to try to argue with, well, anyone. Barbun had a point. I was a hero, right? I had to save people. If the only way to save Mary was to give her something meaningful to do, then taking her with me was the best option. And Barbun was an experienced adventurer herself, so at the very least Barbun would be an asset to the team.
“Can I use your shower, Barbun?” I asked, fishing a fresh change of clothes out of my backpack.
“My friends call me Barb,” she replied with a grin. “My friends also get to use my shower. No hot water, though. I did okay for myself in my adventuring days, but I had to choose between a fridge and a hot water heater. The fridge won. Cherry vanilla cola. I’m sure you understand.”
I did, and I was fine with cold showers. I got myself good and clean and changed. Barbun and Mary were waiting in the living room. Barbun looked ready to adventure. Mary just looked like…. Mary, wearing a modest black top and a matching skirt. Barbun had already packed two backpacks, one for herself and one for Mary. Barbun locked up her house and we set off for the mermaid district to meet up with Alice, Ilias, and Sonya.
“So who are our companions going to be on this caper?” Barbun asked. “Mary told me she saw you with a lamia and an angel? Such unusual companions!”
“The lamia is the Monster Lord, and the angel is the Goddess Ilias,” I said matter of factly.
“Haha, yeah right!” Barbun laughed. “Who are they really?”
“This is a mission to save the world,” I replied.
“Wait, you’re not kidding?! Holy shit, this must be really big if the Monster Lord and the Goddess are working together!”
“They aren’t our only companions. My childhood best friend Sonya, who is human, is also with us, we just recruited a crab girl and a mermaid, and we have many more companions as well.”
“Sounds more like an army than an adventuring party.”
“It is, but we don’t bring them with us all the time. We use people as needed, depending on what they are good at and the level of danger we expect to face. It’ll be the same with you two. When you’re not on a job with us, you can relax in the Monster Lord’s Castle.”
“The castle?! Isn’t that in Hellgondo?”
“She has a magic replica that she can carry with her,” I explained.
“Ah, a pocket castle,” Barbun said knowingly. “I only know about that sort of thing because I’d considered doing the adventuring life again from time to time. Was never truly serious about the idea. As I said, my heart wasn’t really in it anymore. I also hate the outdoors. Ain’t that a kicker, a cute little bunny who doesn’t like the outdoors? So I wanted to get my house miniaturized so I could carry it around and use it instead of having to camp. Cost way more than I had.”
“Does this castle have a bar?” Mary asked.
“I think it does,” I answered. “But I’m not sure if it’s stocked.”
“I’ll buy you a little something for the road, Mary,” Barbun said. “We’re off to save the world, so you’re going to have to go easy. And no smoking, either! You’ll need your cardio.”
“I haven’t had a smoke in over a month anyway,” Mary retorted. “Just don’t make me go dry. I don’t think I could bear that.”
We met up with our companions at Clara’s house. Meia was already there, ready to go. Alice told me that Cindy would be waiting for us at the beach. Which raised the question of where we were going next.
“San Ilia, of course,” Ilias said brightly. “I want to discuss this situation with the pope. He might have some insights.”
“Ugh, boring,” Alice groused. “Probably nothing good to eat in that religious hellhole.”
“Actually, Alice,” I said. “The first time you complained about that as well, but there was some decent food to be had. It’s not as gourmet as some of the other cities on Sentora, but it’s not without its delicacies.”
“In that case, I can hardly wait to visit that religious hellhole!”
“Um… Luka?” Barbun asked. “These are children dressed as the Monster Lord and the Goddess. Are you really on the up and up?”
“Oh, sorry,” I said, and returned Alice and Ilias to their normal size.
“Holy crap!” Mary said. “I saw those two big, then I saw them little, but I just assumed I was too drunk last night!”
Barbun dropped to a knee in front of Alice. “Your majesty, I pledge my bow to you. I will gladly give my life in your service.”
“I thank you, my loyal subordinate,” Alice said graciously. “But I am… indisposed at the moment. I’m afraid the vast majority of the time that you see me, I’ll be tiny. I’ve been sealed by an annoying rabbit. Luka can give me something resembling my true form back for a short time, but it’s hard on both of us to maintain it.”
Alice shrunk back to her child size. “No wonder you need help!” Barbun exclaimed. “I can’t imagine! The Goddess and the Monster Lord, made weak! Well, Mary here is strong, and I’m a great shot and an experienced adventurer. Use us as you see fit!”
“That’s up to Luka,” Alice said, gesturing to me. “He’s in charge.”
“A human? In charge of the Monster Lord?”
“I can’t be in charge while working with the Goddess,” Alice explained. “She and I are equals.”
“Bullshit!” Ilias erupted.
“We are EQUALS,” Alice emphasized. “And therefore we needed to appoint someone leader whom we could both trust. Don’t let Luka’s nondescript appearance fool you. He is by far the most powerful among us, and the most experienced.”
“Great,” Sonya complained. “More monsters.”
“You got a problem with monsters, little girl?” Mary asked threateningly.
“No, no!” Sonya said hastily. “It’s… It’s complicated. Luka’s been responsible for keep the monsters fed….”
“And you don’t like it?” Barbun finished for her. “Girl, come with me. Let’s talk.”
Barbun took Sonya’s arm and led her away from the party to speak privately. I was grateful for that, because I had no idea how to make everyone happy in our party. One of the major disadvantages of having women fight over you is the hard feelings. Sonya knew that I wasn’t her Luka, and yet she still hated to see me giving myself to monsters.
The distances on Sentora were much vaster than on Ilias Continent. That meant that we were entering the classic stage of questing: lots and lots of walking. The good news was that we only had to walk to each location one time. Once I’d seen a place on this world, I could teleport us there. That would be useful, since on our first journey there’d been a lot of revisiting old locations once we’d seen everything.
The first day was pretty pleasant. The walking was done only by me, Alice, and Sonya, Ilias preferring to stay in the comfort of the castle. The only monsters who traveled with us that first day were two of our new recruits, Meia and Cindy. Since San Ilias on this world was not far from the sea, we hugged the shoreline, while Cindy and Meia traveled alongside us in the water where they were most comfortable, warning off potential predators who might want a tasty male. As I explained before, monsters and humans may have gotten along quite well in the civilized areas, but in the wild, monsters still hunted humans, and in some cases, each other. And Sentora’s wilds were vast.
Since the party now had vegetarians, my work in the kitchen became more involved. Before I’d served just one thing each day. Now I had to offer a menu. The automated maids assisted with basic tasks, making the job much easier than it otherwise would have been. Instead of one table, the dining room had been modified by the maids to have several tables, like a cafeteria.
No question, I was becoming pretty popular with my companions. There were compliments all around, which made me blush. When dinner was over, I knew what was coming next.
“Hey there, leader man,” I heard Alice behind me. I was in the kitchen, doing the dishes. “You know the maids can handle that, right? Washing dishes isn’t exactly an art.”
“You’re probably right,” I admitted. “I’ve got enough to do, don’t I? I can guess what you’re here for.”
“I am dying!” Alice exclaimed. “It’s been a week! Why don’t you come to my room and I’ll show you how much I’ve missed you?”
“Lead the way, my dear.”
I didn’t make it two step’s into Alice’s room before my clothes were ripped off and her tail was wrapped around me. I screamed playfully, since I knew Alice’s instincts were aroused by that, and I wasn’t really afraid of her anymore. Oops, I thought. Almost forgot to make her big! The tail wrapped around me became thicker and stronger as she grew to her full size.
“So, how shall I squeeze you tonight?” Alice asked. “How did I do it the third time?”
“You know, I don’t really remember,” I answered. “I think we’re actually ahead of schedule. I don’t think you did anything to me again until we got to Sabasa.”
“Sabasa!? I must have been dying of hunger by then. I think I’ll satisfy you today by using my breasts.”
Settling in between my legs, she placed my penis between her breasts and began moving them. Oh, how I’d missed that!
“You like them, I see,” she chuckled. “Don’t lose your concentration before you come, Luka. If I shrink these breasts go away. Wait a minute, these are a little bigger than my real breasts! Did you imagine me with bigger breasts, you pervert?”
“Maybe,” I laughed. “You look how I remember you. You also said I made you lovelier.”
“Mmmmmm, you did,” Alice purred, moving her breasts in different directions.
Alice continued to let me enjoy her heavenly, pillowy chest for a few minutes longer, before giving an impatient sigh.
“Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m really hungry. If this is going to take awhile I can do something more intense.”
“Well last time you licked me while you did that.”
“Oh I did, did I?” she asked. “I was saving that, but I am hungry. Maybe I’ll just go for it.”
Removing her breasts, she stared down at my erect dick like a predator preparing to devour prey. Then she dove. I gasped in anticipation, but she had stopped, her lips less than an inch from my throbbing, twitching shaft.
“I have a better idea,” Alice said. “If I did that to you that soon, there must have been a reason beyond my being hungry. No, today is breast day, not mouth day.”
Despite saying it was breast day, she put her top back on. What was she up to?
“You look confused,” she said tauntingly. “You were married to my counterpart for that much time and she never did this?”
Alice slipped my penis under her top, letting it sink between her breasts again, which was now a much tighter fit since her top was back on, supporting them.
“I bet you won’t last long if I do this,” Alice said, moving up and down much faster than she had before, when she’d had to squeeze her breasts together with her hands.
The head of my dick disappeared and reappeared again and again between that cleavage as she gaily bounced up and down. The stimulation was much more intense as I felt the smooth skin of her chest on my underside, with the soft pillowiness of her breasts stimulating the back and sides. In less than two minutes, I erupted onto her breasts and face.
She eagerly licked it off of her face with her long tongue, even reaching her forehead. She then, with my penis still between her breasts, began licking semen off of her breasts, her tongue getting in between them and stimulating my frenulum.
“Oops, I wasn’t supposed to let you feel my tongue!” Alice said. “But you’re so delicious, I couldn’t resist. Hmmm, how does this feel?”
She put her tongue back between her breasts and it began wriggling around like a snake on the underside of my penis, concentrating on the area just under the head. My reaction was enthusiastic. Her tongue began moving with more purpose, her breasts remaining still as it worked on my most sensitive areas. Before I could even process how wonderful it was, another orgasm splashed semen onto her breasts and tongue.
“Mmmmm,… delicious,” she purred. Then her tongue slipped between her breasts again. I was in heaven, and I knew this was nothing compared to many of the other things she could do. Her breasts wet with her saliva, she began moving them again, which prompted a third orgasm.
“That’s enough for now,” she said with satisfaction. “You know, you’re really boosting my ego. I was taught by the best, but practicing on a real man is intimidating. Especially one so experienced.”
“Guh,” I said.
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” she laughed. “Go to sleep, my hero. Since Ilias already knows you’re feeding me, she won’t be suspicious if you stay here tonight. No need to sneak around.”
Day two of our journey to San Ilia also passed without incident. Since we were getting close to more forested areas, Flippy and Flappy insisted on scouting from the air while Meia and Cindy continued to work in the water. It seemed very unlikely that any monster would dare bother me with that kind of protection.
It occurred to me that it was time to start thinking about the spirits. The Natalia region was home to Sylph, the most sociable of the spirits. I hadn’t mentioned the spirits to Alice yet, but I knew that getting them to join with me would be important, especially if we were trying to get close to the correct history.
After another day of walking, it was nice to relax and eat dinner with everyone. Two straight days of hiking was starting to wear on me. We had one more full day to go. I decided to be sociable and see how some of my companions were doing. I made a silent bet with myself about how far I would get before getting talked into feeding one of them.
The imps were always happy to chat. Rami reminded me about the bra I’d promised her. I told her that Sabasa or Grand Noah would be likely to have skilled tailors who would do that sort of thing. I found Sonya and Nuruko hanging out together in a smaller dining room. They seemed to really enjoy each other’s company. Ratty said hello as I walked down the hall past the dining room, but did not accost me. Having other men around seemed to be working nicely, although I was a bit concerned that I never saw them. Were they spending most of their time unconscious in bed? I’d have to ask Alice to talk to the monsters about going easy on our guests.
I frowned as I walked by a pair of doors. I hadn’t seen this room before. Then again, I hadn’t seen most of the rooms. Perhaps this was that beach room Alice was talking about? I opened the doors and found myself in a rather upscale bar. Ah, so this was where the bar was. Unsurprisingly, Mary was there enjoying a drink, being served by Barbun. I sat down on a barstool next to Mary.
“Hey, another customer!” Barbun laughed. “What’ll it be, Luka? I’m afraid there’s no soda, but we’ve got juice.”
“Any grape?”
“I think so,” Barbun said. “Let me see…. Ah, grape!”
Barbun pulled out a glass and poured me some grape juice. I couldn’t identify what Mary was drinking.
“Yamatai sake,” Mary said. “Good stuff.”
“And best of all, not too potent!” Barbun laughed. “Very good for weaning you off!”
“Yes, mother,” Mary said sarcastically.
I drank my grape juice and enjoyed some pleasant conversation with my two new friends. Then Barbun cashed in my silent bet.
“So I’m just gonna come right out and say it,” the rabbit girl said, leaning over the bar and looking me right in the eye. “I hear you’re the best guy to talk to if you need some Vitamin C.”
“Yeah,” Mary agreed. “Who do ya gotta blow to get some Vitamin C ‘round here?”
“I think this is the guy we have to blow,” Barbun giggled.
“You know, I was wondering how far I’d get around this castle before someone tried to eat me,” I joked. “I made it further than I thought.”
“We ain’t nothin’,” Mary laughed. “Wait till you recruit some real monsters. The succubi and the carnivores. All I’ve seen in this castle are the gentle types.”
“I dunno, scuttlebutt around here is that he was in the Monster Lord’s room last night,” Barbun said. “Yet here he is, upright and everything.”
“Good,” Mary said. “Means I don’t have to go easy on him.”
“So what did you ladies have in mind?” I asked.
“I call dibs,” Barbun said.
“Why do you get to go first?!” Mary asked.
“Because you’re a sloppy eater! I don’t want to have to clean him up! C’mon Luka, let me take you to my room.”
Barbun had me follow her to one of the countless guest rooms in the castle. This one had two beds, which is probably why Barbun had chosen it. It enabled her to keep an eye on Mary. Barbun pushed me onto the bed and ordered me to remove my pants. I did so, while she removed her boots. She got in next to me and flashed me an adorable smile.
“Since Mary’s going to want to eat after me, I’ll keep it as clean as possible. Ever had a rabbit footjob?” she asked.
“I have not,” I said. “I’ve had a succubus foot job.”
“Well, succubi are good at everything, but having natural gifts doesn’t hurt either. Rabbits feet aren’t just lucky, they’re the best in the world for giving footjobs. It’s the rabbit specialty.”
She rubbed her foot along my shaft. Her foot was incredibly soft and silky.
“See?” Barbun giggled. “Once a man experienced a rabbit footjob, he wants it more than anything else. Succubi get all the attention, but almost every monster has a specialty that no one else can match. I guess you probably already know that.”
“You know, as many different monsters have pleasured me, there’s always something new to experience.”
Barbun added her other foot and began stroking me between them. I sighed in happiness. I’d never been into feet, as much as Alma Elma had tried, but I thought that Barbun might turn me into a believer. She was going slowly too. It had been a long time since I’d had a slow buildup. Most monsters just wanted to force an orgasm as quickly as possible.
“Barb, can I ask you a question?” I asked.
“Shoot,” she giggled. “All over my feet. But you can ask a question too if you want.”
“Alice was telling me that for monsters it’s not always a sexual thing.”
“It’s not,” Barbun said. “You’re not going to make this weird, are you?”
“What? No, of course not! It’s just hard to not consider it a sexual thing when you’re….”
“Trying to make you come?” she laughed. “Yeah, it’s always going to be sexual for the guy, but for monsters it depends on the situation. This is just me eating. You’re going to splash all over my feet, I’m going to lick it all off, and then I’m not hungry anymore. I admit, I’m going slow because you’re such a great guy. I want to make you feel really good.”
She began moving her feet in circles, slowly, causing me to moan even more.
“I’ve made guys come for a lot of different reasons, and how I do it changes based on why,” Barbun continued. “Most of the time I’m just hungry. They whip it out, I use my feet, or I suck it, or if I don’t like them very much I’ll just jerk them off. This is my hungry foot job.”
Barbun used the soles of her feet to squeeze my dick hard and moved them up and down quickly. That was quite a bit more intense. She slowed down again after a few seconds and resumed the wonderful rotating movement.
“Then there’s my ‘thank you’ foot job. That’s what you’re getting now. It’s not sexual for me. From my point of view, this is no more lewd than giving you a back rub. When you rub a dog’s belly, they look like they are in heaven, right? That’s how monsters see males when we’re rewarding them for being good boys. Who’s a good boy?”
She started playing with my penis with her toes, attacking my shaft from all directions. She giggled at my reaction.
“See, you’re the good boy! I hope that’s not too demeaning. I really do respect you.”
“Not at all,” I said. “Dogs are amazing. And I never thought about how good it made them feel to scratch them or rub them.”
“Then there’s making guys come to punish them,” she continued.
“I’m not sure that’s much of a punishment,” I said.
“That’s because some guys don’t mind being humiliated. It even turns them on. I don’t really do punishment squeezing. I’m too nice a girl. It takes a very special skillset to do it right. You have to make the man start out thinking he’s enjoying himself, but then never stop until he’s near the point of death, where the pleasure becomes so torturous that he begs you to stop. Has that ever been done to you?”
“I’m… not sure,” I admitted. “I’ve been made to pass out before, but the times it happened I don’t think I was being punished. Wait, there was one time, with a succubus. She put a spell on me so that I couldn’t reach orgasm, then just kept attacking me until my mind nearly broke. It was weird. The pleasure was insane, and yet it felt like torture as well.”
“So you’ve experienced a version of it. I wonder what you did to piss of a succubus?”
“It’s a long story,” I said. “We became best friends later on. I guess you could say there was a lot of reward squeezing after that.”
“I bet,” Barbun laughed, switching back to just stroking me with her feet. “But then there’s love sex. That actually is sexual. Most guys never experience the love of a monster. They just get raped, or offer to feed them and the monster accepts the offer. When a monster loves a man, the passion is unbelievable. She not only wants to make you feel things you’ve never felt before, but she wants to share in your ecstasy. She wants to reach that height with you. She’ll even let you do things to her that she’ll never let anyone else do. Most monsters don’t like feeling vulnerable around a man. They want to be in control, like I am now. I can feel how close you’re getting. It makes me feel powerful to know that I can make you come anytime I want, or deny you release for as long as I want.”
“But you wouldn’t do that to me, would you?”
“Only if you asked me to,” she said with a sweet smile. “Do you want me to edge you? I can keep this up for an hour, easy.”
“Maybe some other time. Mary’s probably getting impatient.”
“True,” Barbun said, and began to pick up the pace. “Just be nice to Mary, okay? She’s self conscious about her sexual skills. She’d be great if she was sober long enough. Just… act like you’re having as good a time as you are now. Could you do that for me? I’ll reward you.”
My answer was to come all over her dainty feet. When I was finished, she licked my seed off of her feet and sighed in happiness. She then got up and tenderly cleaned my penis with a warm, wet cloth.
“All clean! Now go take care of Mary!” she ordered. “Do you need help getting up? I know you’re in critical ecstasy right now. I tried to go easy so it wouldn’t be too bad.”
“No, I think I’m fine,” I assured her. It was mostly true. One orgasm was no longer enough to put me down, although I knew it impaired me somewhat. Combat after an orgasm was still not much of an option. But walking around, that I could do. I was pretty proud of myself for that.
I put my clothes back on and went back to the bar to get Mary. She was staring at an empty glass. The sheep girl turned when she heard me enter the bar.
“Hey, you ready for me to drain you?” she asked. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I know I don’t look my best.”
“I’m here to feed you,” I said. “It doesn’t matter how you look. It’s not a sexual thing.”
“Oh, you been talking to Barb,” Mary chuckled. “She’s a sweetheart. No, you’re right, it’s not really sexual, at least not for me. Come on over here and whip it out.”
“Right here in the bar? Someone could walk in!”
“And see me eating! Oh no! Imagine if I was eating a hamburger, and someone saw me!”
“Am I a piece of meat?” I asked.
“Right now, that’s exactly what you are. Don’t get me wrong, I love ya, but like you said, this is just feeding. Doesn’t mean I won’t make ya feel good. So come a little closer.”
I did, and she swiveled on the barstool to face me. “Here, sit down. You shouldn’t try to take this standing.”
I knew that well. I sat on the barstool as she undid my pants, clumsily. As soon as my penis was exposed, she swallowed it whole and began sucking hard, making loud slurping sounds. Her mouth was huge. There was no chance of me making her gag even though she had my entire length in her mouth. Her large tongue was pressed hard against the underside of my dick as she sucked loudly. Her mouth was incredibly wet and spit was already pooling on my crotch. Barbun had been right to go first. Mary was indeed a sloppy eater. While Barbun had clearly been trying to reward me, this was just blatant feeding. Not subtle, not romantic, not even really trying to make me feel any better than she had to. Not that I was complaining.
I exploded into her mouth, but she didn’t even acknowledge that I was coming, continuing to suck urgently all through my orgasm. My eyes nearly rolled back as she swallowed. She didn’t let up, sucking as if she was trying to milk my penis forcibly. I finally felt her throat as she grabbed my waist and pulled me even deeper, her nose buried in my pubic hair. The next shot went straight into her throat, the pleasure only intensifying as she swallowed after each spurt.
Finally, she let go of me and sat back on her barstool. “Thanks for the meal. Did you like it?”
“Yeah, it was… great,” I said. It wasn’t a lie. She may not have been skilled, but her mouth was something else. I doubted that dainty little Barbun could have pulled off something like that. Then again, I doubt that Mary could have given such a great footjob. I looked down at Mary’s feet. She had hooves. Oh. No footjobs from Mary in my future, that was for sure.
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