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Luka's Story-Easy Mode	By : Ditmag Category: +M through R > Monster Girl Quest Views: 510 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Wow, you were especially motivated to make a great dinner tonight,” Alice said, a genuine smile replacing that annoying yet somewhat endearing smirk.
“Well, when a woman promises you loving, you certainly want to wine and dine her,” I replied.
“Well, the great advantage of being with a monster is that the sex IS the dining. We should be every man’s dream. No buying us dinner, no foreplay, just get right down to business.”
“Oh, but you like the dinner part, too,” I pointed out.
“Only because you’re so good at it,” she replied. “So, before I pleasure you with my mouth, do you want to talk about that big revelation?”
“I did want to ask one thing. If you’re the Monster Lord, why do you let your direct subordinates attack humans? Why do you let Alma Elma blockade Ilias Continent?”
“My orders were that they could attack humans in self defense,” Alice replied, although she couldn’t look at me directly as she answered. “But Granberia and Alma Elma, and even Tamamo to a certain extent, interpret my orders rather broadly. And they do have a point. The heroes that get trained at Ilias Temple hurt monsters. The blockade prevents human heroes from getting baptized in Ilias Village, and it also keeps those that are native to Ilias continent stranded here. We monsters don’t function like human kingdoms do. Direct orders from the Monster Lord are rare, and subject to varied interpretations.”
“I see. Actually, I don’t.”
“I wouldn’t expect you to understand. We’ve talked about this enough. It’s time for you to experience my mouth.”
I had a lot more questions, but the selfish, perverted side of me took over. Those questions would wait for another time. I didn’t want to anger her and risk her changing her mind.
Alice stood up, a little taller than usual. “Are you ready for my mouth, Luka? Do you want me to suck on you like a piece of candy?”
“Yes!” I said enthusiastically. Although I couldn’t figure out why she was standing up. I would have thought that sort of thing would be something she did lying down with me. Or at least dipping lower.
I received an answer to that question when an opening appeared in her abdomen. It looked large enough to easily accommodate my whole body. I staggered backwards in alarm.
“Well, that’s an interesting response,” Alice noted. “Not completely unexpected. This is a mouth that is normally for prey. And I admit, it doesn’t look sexy at all. It’s not supposed to. But that fearful reaction…. I’ve never seen you react to any other monster’s anatomy that way.”
“Sorry,” I stammered. “I just…. It was another feeling of déjà vu.”
“Now that IS interesting. There’s no way you could have ever seen this mouth before. Only a few of the most powerful lamia subspecies have it. And any man who sees it is going into it and never coming out. We’re in a time loop. But what would have caused me to use this on you? I wonder…”
“Have you decided to eat me or something?!” I exclaimed. “Is that why you’re showing it to me?!”
“Oh, no, of course not! I just wanted to pleasure you with it, that’s all. So come a little closer and let me put you in.”
“I thought you were going to use your mouth on me!?”
“This is my mouth.”
“No, your mouth is that thing you’re talking with right now!” I protested. “The thing with the tongue in it!”
“This mouth has tongues,” Alice said. Countless purple…. Things slithered out of the mouth from all sides. “Thirty-eight, to be exact. They can’t coil around your penis, but it’ll feel like you’re being licked by thirty-eight women once you’re inside. Don’t you want to find out what that’s like?”
“But won’t it digest me?”
Alice sighed. “Am I going to have to explain this whole thing to you? Okay, so this second mouth is a lot like my upper mouth in the sense that what’s in there right now is just saliva and mucus. When I’m eating a man, I have glands that inject extremely corrosive digestive fluids into the mouth. Now I can’t control everything the mouth does. It’s kinda like your stomach in that way. It does its work automatically. But unlike your stomach, I can control whether or not those glands activate. As long as I keep those glands in check, all that will happen is that these thirty-eight tongues will lick you until either you or they are exhausted. I promise, you won’t be harmed. And short of actually eating you, there is no greater pleasure I can give you. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, Luka. I won’t force you. But this is what I’m offering tonight. I won’t offer again. This mouth is normally not for pleasure, it’s for business. I’m only doing this because I want to do something different, to see if it can break us out of this time loop. So show a little bravery. I promise you won’t regret it.”
I had to admit, the sight of those thirty-eight small tongues was enticing. I nodded and squelched my fears. I rose and approached Alice. Her lower mouth began watering.
“Don’t mind me, I’m just imagining how delicious your body must be,” she laughed. “Now remove your clothes. I don’t want your dirty clothes in my mouth.”
I did as Alice instructed. Once I was naked, she wasted no time grabbing me with her thin but incredibly powerful arms, and shoved me inside her lower mouth up to my waist. The sensations were almost immediately overwhelming as dozens of slimy purple tongues began to randomly lick my body all over. While Alice could not control them, they seemed to be able to sense through either taste or touch what they were licking, as the ones closest to my crotch found my penis and balls and began attacking them mercilessly.
“Oh, your body is delicious, even though it’s a little dirty,” Alice purred. “This is one of the few ways of pleasuring you that I don’t mind doing when you’re dirty. My tongues will make you clean.”
“Alice, this is so amazing!” I cried.
“Then spill your semen all over them, so I can taste it!”
The tongues surprisingly didn’t have perfectly identical lengths or textures. One that was slightly bigger and rougher than the others began to focus on the underside of my penis, pushing me to my limit within seconds. Neither it nor the other tongues let up as I began ejaculating uncontrollably. If anything, the taste of my semen caused them to go into a frenzy.
As I came down from the glow of the orgasm, I began to have questions. I decided to ask before Alice’s mouth brought me close to a second orgasm.
“Alice, how is it that being eaten feels so good?” I asked. “Wouldn’t your body dissolving be intensely painful?”
“Normally yes,” Alice answered. “But remember what I told you about the magic back at the Sutherland? Monsters evolved to subdue their prey with pleasure, so all monsters that digest their prey alive have special digestive juices that are infused with our natural magic. So the human brain interprets what should be agonizing pain into the most intense pleasure. I’m strong enough to devour a man no matter how much he resists, no matter how painful it is to him. But most monsters are not that strong, especially when a man becomes frantic from the pain and terror. By using pleasure, a man’s struggles become less determined. And most men won’t struggle at all once they taste the pleasure of digestion.”
I cried out in ecstasy as the sensations abruptly intensified. I spilled more semen all over her purple tongues.
“See?” she said. “I just injected a small amount of my digestive fluids into my mouth. Not enough to hurt you, but enough to help scour you clean. As amazing as that was, it’s nothing compared to how it would feel if I was truly devouring you.”
“Alice, have you eaten someone this way?”
“You sure ask a lot of questions for someone being licked all over by the Monster Lord,” Alice said angrily. “Perhaps your mouth needs something better to do.”
With a loud gulp I was brought deeper into her mouth, up to my neck. Alice lifted her skirt up a little to reveal her pussy, right in front of my face. I didn’t need to be a genius to get the hint. I began licking. To my surprise, my tongue seemed to know what to do.
“Mmmm….” Alice responded, her tongues seeming to increase their intensity, which was very distracting. Fortunately, they were also more random than before and less focused on my groin.
We continued to pleasure each other, me focusing as well as I could, while she simply let her lower mouth react by reflex. It’s not as if she wasn’t doing any work, of course. She had to hold me in place, lest I be drawn all the way in. My legs were already bent at an odd, almost uncomfortable angle from being so far down into her tail portion.
“You are way too good at this,” Alice said, although she didn’t sound happy about it for some reason. “I intend to find out why. But for now, harder.”
She freed one of the hands that was holding me in place and pushed my head down. That caused me to lick faster and harder, so that maybe she’d let me breathe again sometime soon. She seemed to appreciate my incentive to work hard, or perhaps she just felt as if she needed to be in control. Of that, she should have had no doubt, as I deposited a third load onto the lapping tongues, which caused them to focus on my penis again, frenzied by the delicious, nutritious semen.
I felt another injection of digestive fluids enter her lower mouth, causing another orgasm less than thirty seconds after my last.
“Sorry,” she said. “You made me leak a little. Don’t worry, you’re still not in danger.”
I wasn’t so sure, but I kept going. For Alice’s part, her tongues were now in a permanent frenzy, excited by my semen the way sharks get excited by blood in the water. I was a little worried. Alice might be able to avoid eating me, but I wasn’t so sure that she would be aware of how dangerous too many orgasms caused by her could be. Her magic was so strong, even three had been enough to knock me completely out at the Sutherland. The only reason I was still conscious was because I was so focused on trying to make her happy, to return the favor after all she was doing to make me feel good. But if I came too many times while pleasuring Alice, and Alice was not keeping count…. Well, I could end up dying in her stomach anyway.
The magic…. A fifth orgasm hit, and it was as if I could see things I’d never seen before. I sensed Alice’s sexual magic, saw its power. If only I had that kind of power, I could finish Alice off as easily as she did me. Time seemed to slow down. I felt my own aura change, as if in response to an unconscious mental command. I gave her clitoris one long, slow lick.
“What the-!? This feeling!” Alice cried as she came so hard her tongues actually froze and her lower mouth clamped down on me. Thank goodness it had no teeth. I orgasmed again as more digestive fluid entered her now closed mouth, bathing my body with an alarming amount of it. I would have begun having consecutive orgasms if I hadn’t been suddenly pulled out and tossed unceremoniously onto the ground. The next thing I knew I was being repeatedly doused in water from a bucket Alice had in her hands. She was filling it as soon as it was empty and pouring it all over my body.
“What the hell did you do?!” Alice cried. “That wasn’t natural! You’re human!”
“I don’t know what I did!” I exclaimed. “I just seemed to have a different kind of awareness, as if my life was slipping away and my consciousness changed. And then you came too.”
“I came because you hit me with Monster Lord-level magic! Now granted, I would have come eventually because you were disturbingly good, but not that quickly and not that intensely! Holy crap, is that what you feel when I make you come? No wonder men get addicted to us! You’re not weak or pathetic at all! No one can withstand that kind of pleasure!”
She dumped another bucket of water on me.
“Why do you keep doing that?!” I complained.
“Idiot, I have to dilute the digestive fluids that got all over your body! As it is you’re going to wake up with burns tomorrow! If I just let that stuff sit on you without washing it off, you’ll be half a man. Literally!”
She finished washing me. Her anger and confusion dissipated and she held me close by the fire.
“You know, that’s the first time a man has ever given me an orgasm,” she said. “You should be proud.”
“I’m just glad I was able to make you happy.”
“You did that, but I’m also concerned,” Alice said. “You did something. Something magic. I’m not speaking figuratively. You somehow mimicked monster sexual magic. The mysteries just keep on multiplying. Who are you?”
Little did either of us know at the time, but I’d received lessons from the same person that Alice had.

Plansect Forest. It was an ideal place to get eaten if that was what one was trying to accomplish. Both the insects and plants were very carnivorous, most species anyway, and in a foul mood due to the war raging between their races. Any humans, especially heroes, caught in the middle were very likely to be devoured. Elias wouldn’t have it any other way.
While Elias wasn’t too picky about who ate him, as he had the rare fortune of being able to come back from it and get eaten again, he had a preference. The Alra Vore, a plant species that possessed a tube-like orifice that was ideal for first sucking men dry and then swallowing them whole. One thing that Elias had discovered on his journeys was that not all digestive juices or digestive organs felt the same. The fast acting roper acid was intense, and being held against her body as he dissolved had been fun, but the more luxurious, slow euphoria of being inside a lamia’s stomach had been better. But lamias were reptiles, and their organs would function very differently from a plant’s. Elias imagined what the sticky sap would feel like, clinging to his body as the walls of the Alra Vore’s digestive organ squeezed him.
Ah, perfect! He thought. Like a hunter, even though he was trying to be hunted himself, he spotted an Alra Vore smelling flowers. Despite the insect-plant war, apparently there were still opportunities to enjoy the little things in life. But it was time for this Alra Vore to enjoy a big thing.
Elias sprang out from behind a tree, sword drawn.
“You’ve eaten your last human, monster!” Elias yelled, charging at the plant monster. He had no intention of hurting her, of course. His swings would be purposely slow and wild. His pants were very loose fitting, easy to remove. In fact, if he wasn’t careful, they’d fall down. Wouldn’t that be a shame?
The Alra Vore screamed and ran away. Well, that sucks, Elias thought.
“You’d think with a war on all the denizens of this forest would be battle hardened,” he said to himself. There was no point in chasing her. If she had been hungry she probably would have welcomed his attack. While Alra Vores weren’t powerful monsters, they were comfortably midlevel and more than a match for any hero. Unless Elias had made himself look too intimidating?
Elias took in his artificially created form. While in Ilias form he stood only five feet three, Elias was at least a foot taller. His body was like that of a powerhouse professional wrestler. And his sword… well, if one didn’t notice the huge bulge in Elias’ pants, one would think he was compensating for something. Perhaps it was too much? Eden had hinted that it might be a little much. He’d have to discuss it with her when he returned.
Maybe it was too much. A mosquito girl surprised him. She was quite lovely, but not a monster capable of eating him, and so not really what he was looking for on this day. Elias didn’t have to worry, however, because she also screamed and flew off.
Elias sighed. The first time had been so easy. Look delicious, “accidentally” blunder into a roper, get eaten. But ropers were relatively unintelligent. They often died because they failed to accurately assess the strength of their prey. More intelligent monsters seemed to look at Elias and decide that there were easier ways to get a meal. Anastasia had been aggressive, but lamias were powerful and rarely took humans seriously as threats. Perhaps he needed to change form. Perhaps he needed to appear to be easier prey.
The problem was that it was impractical. Since most of the monsters in Plansect Forest were midlevel, they would immediately detect any god-level use of holy magic or Luka’s alien power in the vicinity. Every monster within a ten mile radius would go into hiding. So for now, he could only be what he was: an impossibly handsome, delicious, but formidable looking male.
Elias continued to stalk through the forest, making no effort to be stealthy. Perhaps the problem had been that monsters were natural hunters. If he surprised them, they would flee. But if he seemed to be blundering through the forest like a man without a clue, perhaps something would stalk him and spring on him. It might not be the Alra Vore he sought, but at least he’d get some fun today. He could always change into a weaker-looking form tomorrow and return.
For an hour he stomped through the forest. A centipede girl noticed him, but showed little interest, neither running away nor choosing to attack him. This section of the forest had more plants than insects, but he saw few plants, and the ones he saw either weren’t capable of eating him or paid him no mind.
“I sure hope it’s safe to be in this forest!” Elias said loudly. “I sure wouldn’t want to get attacked, seeing as how I’m so tasty!”
That drew some attention. A head poked out of a tree. Sigh. A dryad. Dryads were capable of eating humans, although usually didn’t, and their method was already too similar to a roper to interest him. But, Elias thought, beggars can’t be choosers.
“Are you okay, mister?” the dryad asked. “This forest is definitely not safe for humans! We’re at war, and the soldiers need nutrition badly so they can be strong for the fighting! If one of them should find you….”
Ah, so that was it. This wasn’t currently near a combat zone, so the most ravenous monsters weren’t in the area.
“Thank you for the warning, kind dryad,” Elias said formally. “Could you tell me where the soldiers are? So that I can avoid them, of course.”
“I don’t know for sure,” the dryad shrugged. “But I saw movements to the east. I think the plants might be readying an offensive. So you should definitely go west. Although be careful. I didn’t see the Canaan sisters with the main force, so they might still be to the west, protecting Priestess.”
Ah, the Canaan sisters. That might be interesting, he thought. If anyone would eat him, they would for certain. They were merciless, sadistic, and very, very good fighters. There wasn’t a chance his appearance would intimidate them. But the Alra Vores he wanted were probably to the east.
Elias thought hard and found it unpleasant. It actually made his head hurt, thinking. Had Ilias designed this form to be more muscle than brains? Apparently so. It was hard to remember due to his very limited brain capacity. But east or west should be an easy decision. After all, there were only two directions to consider! The certainty of getting eaten by a Canaan Sister, or the possibility of finding a hungry Alra Vore. Decisions, decisions.
Elias was nothing if not single-minded, so he decided to head east. He’d committed to getting eaten by an Alra Vore, so he’d damn well find an Alra Vore and force feed her if he had to.
Elias walked east for two hours. His legs began to hurt. Apparently this body had been built for power and speed, not endurance. Elias hated pain. He could have easily healed his tired muscles, but even a small use of holy magic might be detected. So he pressed on, impressed by his own persistence. A man’s gotta have goals! He thought.
The object of his desire came into view. Oooh, that’s a good one! He thought. Plant monsters were a mixed back beauty wise. But this one was a solid seven with nice eyes. Elias imagined those eyes staring at him as she first drained him and then devoured him.
Elias wandered into the clearing that the Alra Vore was in, pretending to not be aware of her presence. He casually whistled as he walked within a few meters of her.
“Shhh….!” The Alra Vore shushed him. “You’ll bring insects down on us!”
“Insects!” Elias exclaimed loudly. “Well, we don’t want that!”
“Shut up!” she whispered frantically. “I’m just a scout, here all by myself! They’ll eat both of us, you idiot!”
“Eat us?!” Elias exclaimed, even louder. “Why, that would be terrible! Imagine them descending upon us, draining us of all our fluids, leaving us dry husks! Why, I’m sure you’d do anything to avoid that fate! Even eat me to silence me!”
“Don’t think I won’t do it!” the Alra Vore threatened.
“Oh no! I must flee!” Elias cried, and began running. Well, jogging was more like it.
The Alra Vore pursued. Yes! Elias thought. Gonna get eaten, gonna get eaten, gonna get eaten. I had to work for it, but in the end, Elias always gets what he wants!
Just as Elias was sure he’d be tackled and quickly devoured, the Alra Vore ran right past him. Huh? Elias thought. Then he heard the buzzing. Oh, no. Well, at least I’ll get something out of this, even if it’s not what I wanted.
Elias was knocked to the ground by the force of a hard female body. He tasted dirt. Blech! Feeling things was amazing sometimes, but other times it could really be annoying! Elias turned to see who had caught him. It was a bee girl. Well, it wasn’t getting eaten, but being covered in honey and licked wasn’t so bad.
The bee girl frowned at him, rose, and flew off after the Alra Vore. Elias laid in the grass on his back, wondering if the day could get any worse. He’d planned on a glorious death, prioritized deliciousness over brains, and all it had gotten him was dirt in his mouth and tired legs. Did he have the motivation to go back west where the Canaan Sisters would at least not pass up his delectable hindquarters? No, he’d probably walk all the way and they’d be gone, or he’d find out that they’d already eaten.
Elias sighed and brushed himself off. The day was a bust. Maybe he should start…. Doing his actual job or something. Besides, Ilias preferred her female form. It was comfortable and awe inspiring.
“AAAHHHHH!!!!!” a distinctly male scream pierced the forest. Since the day was already shot, Elias took a chance and reached out with his godlike senses. About a hundred meters to the north, a man had been caught. By an Alra Vore. Are you shitting me?! Elias thought.
The Alra Vore was wasting no time on foreplay. She needed a meal on the run, being in a combat zone. Of course, that hadn’t gotten Elias eaten. But this guy….
“At least someone’s getting eaten around here!” Elias said loudly, shaking his head. Lucky bastard.
“Ilias, save me!” the man screamed. “I don’t wanna die!”
The Alra Vore had devoured him up to his knees, but he was struggling, so it was taking her a little longer than she probably wanted. Elias could sense her frustration and worry that insects would be drawn to the noise. Elias reached out further with his senses. The Alra Vore was safe. All of the insects in the vicinity had sensed Elias’ use of holy power and had decided to be somewhere else. The Alra Vore didn’t detect it because she was preoccupied.
“Ilias, please! I’ve served you faithfully!” the man cried.
Did the man know Ilias was in the area? No, that couldn’t be, Elias decided. Normal humans couldn’t detect magic and this man was quite ordinary. Like many heroes, rather fraudulent, actually. Elias couldn’t recall his name, due to his limited brain capacity, but was sure he wasn’t much of a hero. Served him right, entering Plansect Forest.
“Oh Goddess!” he continued to cry out. “Save me!”
He was now in up to his chest. Good. He’d stop struggling and complaining once his penis got a good taste of those digestive juices. He’d come over and over and die in bliss. He wouldn’t be afraid anymore.
“I’m so scared right now!” he cried. “I’ve always been afraid of dying like this! It’s been a part of my nightmares since childhood!”
Really?! Elias thought. Unbelievable. But then Elias remembered something. He would die! And not come back! And he was so terrified of getting eaten since it was a phobia of his, that his fear overwhelmed the pleasure. His last moments would be terrifying instead of pleasurable bliss. Someone should do something!
Elias wracked his brain, trying to think. Should I be doing something? He thought. Of course! I’m Elias, the great hero! I should….. what should I do? Oh yeah! Save the human from the evil monster!
Now seeing his purpose clearly, Elias drew his sword, turned off his holy power, and charged through the forest towards the sound of the cries. This was a time for heroism. He didn’t need enhanced senses, or even a brain. All he needed was his trusty sword and the certainty of his morals. A man was in danger. He would save that man.
“Release that man, you fiend!” Elias cried, sword pointed at the Alra Vore as he emerged into the clearing.
The Alra Vore didn’t drop the man. Nor was she eating him anymore. In fact, she was cradling him, comforting him as he wept.
“Don’t shout!” the Alra Vore scolded. “And put down that sword! He’s already terrified enough!”
“I’m so confused!” Elias protested. What had happened between him extending his holy senses and his ten second charge through the forest to rescue this victim?
“It’s okay,” the Alra vore purred, now focused entirely on the naked man she was cradling. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you so. Every man I’ve ever eaten loved it. Why didn’t you?”
“I’m sorry, miss,” the man sobbed. “It’s just always been my worst fear, getting eaten.”
“Aw, that’s so terrible…” she cooed. “What’s your name, anyway?”
“It’s Bob.”
“Well Bob, I’m not going to eat you,” she said. “I already got enough of your semen to sustain me. In fact, I’m going to protect you. You seem like a nice guy. Hey, you wanna be my mate?”
“Your… mate?” he asked uncertainly. “You’re really nice too, to be so kind to me. But Ilias forbids human-monster relations.”
“Just a moment,” Elias said, ducking back into the forest.
“That guy was so weird,” Alra Vore said. “I wonder where he-“
Just then, there was an unmistakable exertion of holy power. Alra Vore’s eyes widened in alarm. Even the human she was holding couldn’t have missed it. Stepping out of the forest back into the clearing was the Goddess Ilias.
“Yes, I have indeed forbidden human-monster relations,” Ilias said. “But that is a simple commandment, not meant to be observed strictly. I only gave it to you because most human-monster pairings are involuntary, toxic, or dangerous. But you, Alra Vore, you have shown kindness to this man. If he wishes to be your mate, I have no objections. Only treat him kindly for all of his days, and protect him from plant and insect alike. For I will be watching.”
“Goddess Ilias?!” the man exclaimed. “You… you did come! You protected me!”
“I did not need to protect you,” Ilias corrected. “I saw this woman’s heart. She heard your cries and had mercy on you. Because… because it was always my intention that you two would meet. This is your true love. You were meant to be together.”
“Is that true, Goddess?!” The Alra Vore asked. “I always thought you were evil and hated us. You… you set this whole thing up so that we’d meet each other?”
“Of course I did,” Ilias lied. “Notice that no insects have come to attack you. I made sure of that as well. All that has happened here today has been planned. So I ask you, Bob, do you want this plant monster as your mate?”
“I… I think I do,” Bob replied. “But… I don’t live in Plansect Forest. I live in Noah.”
“I hear Noah is friendly to monsters,” Alra Vore said. “And I’m tired of this war. Maybe… Maybe we could go to your home and live happily ever after together. I’ll just suck on you a lot. I’ll never eat you.”
“That sounds wonderful!” Bob exclaimed. “You really want to be with me? And to think the Goddess planned this out! Truly you are wise and righteous, my goddess.”
“I only want everyone to get along,” Ilias said, this time truthfully. “Don’t rape or eat humans, Alra Vore, and Bob, don’t attack monsters anymore.”
“I won’t,” Bob said, “I promise. And I’ll go to church every Wednesday from now on!”
“Thursday,” Ilias corrected.
“Yes, of course,” Bob said quickly, giving away the fact that he had never been all that religious before, despite his foxhole behavior of calling out to his goddess when he was in a pinch.

“Did you see that, Eden?!” Ilias said excitedly through telepathy.
“I did, goddess,” Eden replied. “Well done. You make me proud to serve you.”
“Am I the greatest matchmaker of all time or what?!”
“You are the goddess,” Eden reminded her. “Therefore you are the greatest at everything. Especially improvising. So will you be returning now?”
“I might as well,” Ilias sighed. “You know, it’s strange. I’m getting this feeling. It’s a good feeling. Not the kind I get from eating a delicious piece of cake, or getting my nipples sucked, but still really nice. I could get used to this.”
“That’s a feeling that one can experience without being mortal,” Eden replied. “I’ve felt it many times. The feeling that you’ve done a good thing for someone else.”
“Weird,” Ilias muttered. “You’d think I’d have experienced it before now. Huh. Oh well, I guess I’ll be coming b-“
Ilias looked down. A familiar group of leaves jutted from out of the ground. Ilias, now in full control of her goddess senses, recognized it immediately: a mandragora. Had she slept through this entire thing, and not noticed there was a goddess in the area? There was no other sentient being within three miles of their location. It was just Ilias and this mandragora.
Grinning to herself, Ilias transformed into Elias, hiding her holy power completely. Whistling to himself, Elias gave the stalk holding the leaves a swift boot. The next thing Elias knew, he was on his back, paralyzed, a mandragora’s face peering at him from between his legs.
“Hey!” she exclaimed. “You woke me! Who does that?! Well, if you’re going to be rude, I’m going to get fed.”
“Oh no,” Elias pleaded. “Anything but that.”
“I’ve been inconvenienced, so now you have to pay your debt to me,” the mandragora scolded. “So let’s get this penis of yours freed from these… oh wow, that was easy. Do you always wear such loose-fitting pants? And oh my, that’s huge! How do you walk with this thing!? I’m going to have to use both my breasts AND my mouth to service this thing!”
Elias, already fully recovered from the paralysis and unnoticed by the mandragora, put his hands behind his head and sighed happily as she began.

There was a firm knock on the door.
“Who the hell bothers a newlywed couple this early in the morning?!” Sonya complained. “Luka, see who it is.”
Luka rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and trudged to the door, not bothering to change out of his pajamas. What did a person knocking on the door first thing in the morning expect?
Luka wasn’t sure who he expected, but if he had been a betting man, he would have bet on something with two legs, not eight.
“Good morning,Luka,” Spider Princess said, leering at him. “Are you prepared to fulfill your destiny?”
“Oh, no!” Sonya yelled, hopping out of bed and rushing to the door, still in her nighty. “Luka’s destiny is to be a good house husband to a priestess of Ilias!”
“Luka? A house husband?” Granberia scoffed, appearing next to Spider Princess in the doorway. “Is that why the spirits contracted with him? So that he could clean the house faster?”
“Luka has always wanted the peaceful life,” Sonya contended. “And so have I. We’ve both had enough of adventure to last several lifetimes. And if you’re here, Granberia, I know this is about putting Luka in danger!”
“Sonya, shouldn’t we at least invite our guests inside for breakfast?” Luka asked politely.
“Well…. I guess it is proper,” Sonya said grudglingly.
Spider Princess and Granberia entered Sonya and Luka’s modest home, which had been bought for them by Lazarus as a wedding present. Lazarus could have bought them a mansion, but Sonya considered his money to be ill gotten gains and only agreed to the small cottage because she didn’t want to live in Luka’s rather unprofitable inn forever.
Luka went into the kitchen to whip up a quick breakfast for everyone. Sonya sat across from Spider Princess and Granberia and glared.
“So are you going to tell me what stupidity you want Luka involved in, or what?” Sonya asked sourly.
“You know he’s meant for greater things than this,” Granberia pointed out.
“He already participated in saving the multiverse from chaos,” Sonya retorted. “What possible quest could he be needed for now?”
“Why the most important quest of all,” Spider Princess replied. “My ascension to the position of insect queen!”
Sonya was speechless. Yet also relieved. She’d half expected that some new threat to the world had arisen in just one week’s time.
“So this is all about your lust for power?” Sonya asked. “I think we can sit that one out.”
“It’s not that simple,” Granberia responded. “Spider Princess has been changed by Luka. She no longer desires power for its own sake. She is undertaking this quest because it is necessary.”
“However necessary it might be, it’s monster business,” Sonya said.
“True,” Spider Princess conceded. “But this world can be a better place than it is now. Monster and humans are not at war as on some worlds, but there are many monster tribes that attack humans and regard them simply as food. Most insect tribes feel that way and act accordingly. Since there is no queen of all insects, there is no one to rein them in. And as you know, the Monster Lord does not take such a direct hand in controlling her subjects. She does it through her queens. Queen Bee and Queen Ant recognize her authority and obey her orders in that regard. But the other insects have queens who do not recognize her legitimacy to issue such orders. So I must become the authority that they will respect.”
“And you’re going to have Luka do your fighting for you.”
“Not at all,” Granberia interjected. “It is possible that there won’t even be fighting, at least none that Luka need be involved in. Spider Princess did not request Luka’s presence on this quest. I did.”
“You?!” Sonya exclaimed in surprise. “Why?”
“Although he was involved in the paradox quest, and contributed to its success far more than he is often given credit for,” Granberia began. “He was still mostly a bystander. The Monster Lord believes that Luka was supposed to be the one to save all of existence, but a partial merger with an alternate Luka preempted that destiny. But she believes, and her oracles believe as well, that Luka has only delayed his fate. We have learned that just as every version of Alipheese the Fifteenth becomes a martyr, every version of Luka saves the world.”
“That’s piss poor logic if I’ve ever heard it,” Sonya argued. “First off, the resolution of the paradox means that no one’s fate is predetermined. The Monster Lord is free to live to a grand old age, which also means that Luka is not responsible for dealing with whatever threat emerges next. There are countless other powerful beings to defend the world should the need arise.”
“Perhaps,” Granberia admitted. “Yet I don’t believe the spirits would have stayed with him upon the departure of the other Luka if they did not see a need.”
“What she’s trying to say, Sonya,” Spider Princess interjected. “Is that this is a fairly safe mission where Luka can gain valuable experience. He’ll be traveling with you, a formidable warrior in your own right, myself, a queen level monster if not a queen in title, and a Heavenly Knight. There will be no combat in which he is overwhelmed with us to protect him. With luck, there will be no combat at all.”
“So what does this quest involve?” Luka asked, emerging from the kitchen with plates of bacon and eggs, which he placed in front of Sonya, his two guests, and then his own place at the table.
“You’re not seriously thinking of going?!” Sonya exclaimed.
“I’m a hero, Sonya,” Luka argued. “Our friends want my help. So what do I need to do, should I agree to go on this mission?”
“The insects are a diverse, and fractious tribe,” Spider Princess answered. “It is rare for there to be a single insect queen. Those few who have achieved it are legendary. The process to become a queen is simple, yet extremely difficult given our varied interests. If three queens agree to nominate a candidate, then that candidate becomes queen.”
“So this sounds more like a mission of diplomacy than combat,” Luka said.
“In the case of Queen Bee and Queen Ant, I have no doubt,” Spider Princess replied. “They will not fight me just for asking, and since I am not who I was, I will not fight them should they deny me their votes. But there is one who I may have to fight.”
“The roach queen,” Granberia finished for her.
“There’s a roach queen!?” Sonya exclaimed. “No. No way. That is beyond gross! Luka and I are not going to meet some roach queen! And be surrounded by…. Roaches!”
Sonya shivered and suddenly seemed to lose her appetite.
“I never would have pegged you for a bigot,” Spider Princess said mildly.
“In fairness to Sonya, roaches aren’t exactly high on any human’s list of cute and cuddly creatures,” Luka pointed out. “I’m sure roach girls are different.”
“Not really,” Granberia muttered. Spider Princess glared at her.
“It is true that roach girls are not welcome in any civilized society, no matter how liberal,” Spider Princess conceded. “So they, like the spiders at one time, have hidden themselves away, not just from humans, but other monsters as well. Luka, you believe in coexistence, do you not? I would like to persuade the roach tribe to integrate into human society, as my spiders are in the process of doing. However disliked a monster race is, there are always humans with certain…. Preferences. Even roach girls don’t need to kidnap and rape men to survive. There are many men who are into insect girls. Some even prefer them.”
“Some would even say that due to insect girls’ prodigious reproductive ability, the fact that it is harder for them to find willing mates helps to keep their numbers down,” Granberia said.
“Okay, so we just talk to Queen Ant and Queen Bee,” Luka summarized. “Which should be easy. Our quest either fails there, with no fighting, or continues if they say yes and we go see Queen Roach. And then we try to talk Queen Roach into saying yes and integrating roaches into society. I can get behind that.”
“Do I get a say in this?” Sonya asked.
“Of course, my heart,” Luka replied. “I won’t go if you really don’t want me to. But I know you have the same sense of adventure I have, and our recently completed quest hasn’t diminished that. Do you really just want to be a priestess, and stay in Iliasville all the time? Let’s do this, Sonya! Quests don’t get much safer than this, and we’ll have interesting companions! How many humans get to quest with queens and Heavenly Knights?”
“I’m worried about just how ‘interesting’ these companions plan to be,” Sonya groused. “I remember how you all were with Luka in the Pocket Castle. I know what will happen when you two get hungry!”
“Well, we did consider the necessity of having added energy when we need it,” Spider Princess admitted. “Luka’s semen is quite potent.”
“I knew it!” Sonya crowed triumphantly. “That’s the main reason you want him on this quest!”
“I will not deny that,” Spider Princess replied.
“I will,” Granberia said. “Luka is a great warrior. Or at least, he will be. While I will not object to the occasional feeding should he be willing, that is not why I want him on this mission. Besides, I can keep the feedings nonsexual. Spider Princess and I talked about this. We will keep things strictly oral.”
“Like drinking from a straw,” Spider Princess added.
“Oh, I see!” Sonya exclaimed. “This journey will simply involve a lot of ‘nonsexual’ blowjobs! That might fly with your fellow monsters like Alice, but this human regards Luka’s penis as hers alone!”
“Humans are rather touchy that way,” Spider Princess observed with a grimace.
“In fairness, many monster races can be even more possessive,” Granberia noted. “Not wanting other monsters to drink from your straw is not solely a human trait.”
“Very well then,” Spider Princess said. “We shall limit feeding to the use of hands. You can’t possibly object to that!”
“You know what?” Sonya said, smiling wickedly. “You’re right! I don’t object to that!”
“Wait, do I get a say in this?!” Luka asked.
“No!!!!” all three women shouted in unison.
“Hands only will be used in feedings,” Sonya declared. “Two in particular. Mine.”
“But….” Spider Princess protested. “A queen does not eat second hand semen!”
“It’s either that or you have to spend time looking for other men in sparsely populated areas,” Sonya declared.
“I wouldn’t object to you extracting Luka’s semen,” Granberia said. “I actually find it distasteful to do it in most cases. But you can only drain him once, perhaps twice. You’re human. Humans cannot give other humans multiple orgasms.”
“They can if they have a succubus hand made from skin grafted from Alma Elma herself,” Sonya said smugly.
“You have a-?!” Granberia said in astonishment.
“You’ll use Alma Elma’s hand but not let us use ours?!” Spider Princess protested.
“I’m controlling it,” Sonya said. “That makes all the difference to me.”
“Very well,” Spider Princess sighed. “Your terms are accepted. We shall eat… second hand semen on this journey.”
“Do not despair, friend,” Granberia said to Spider Princess. “Semen second hand from Luka is better than most males’ semen directly from the tap.”
“So when do we leave?” Luka asked.
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