Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20181103194639/@comment-36855838-20181105050251

The seat of the demoness sits driven into the ground in the center of town, pushed harshly even through cobblestones.

In the seat itself sits her body, hardened like dry clay, an odd, pulsating black sludge pouring from the wound in the back of her head, and bulging out of the cracks in her skin.

Her arms suddenly spring to life, reaching up and peeling her open, her horns alone remaining, a creature drenched in black ooze stands from the supposed corpse, more likely a chrysalis.

And as the dark sludge continues to drip, great wings unfurl, fanning gently to remove the gunk, until they dry completely.

I move for my dagger, but Annabelle seeps into my clothes, gently coating and caressing my flesh.

"No, Matthew, not this time,she means no harm."

A few of the serpents are gathered, some holding the hands of drunks who had wandered into town before the attack, others coiled clingily around order priests, or town guards.

Women with bear paws sat eating grubs, steak, maggots, and chicken, all lightly coated in honey and cube-cut hot peppers. The. Men who they sat with had their arms wrapped greedily around them, nuzzling their bearded or shaven faces into the arms of their sweethearts.

The purple progenitor od Annabelle and presumably the other two slimes in the town square, whom I recognized as the most magically proficient women in town, sat greedily devouring the black sludge which dripped from the demoness, growing rapidly in size as she ate.

As the sludge was finally removed completely, the end result was clearly revealed to be a demon-horned butterfly-woman, her hair an even cleaner, brighter white than before, and as she turned to face us, her eyes had begun to glow an unsettling scarlet.

I felt my aches and fears subside as I gazed into her eyes, though, and she smiled so warmly I thought it could melt the foldest harshest winter, so gently I knew she could pluck all of a bird's feathers painlessly.

Her face was beautiful, of course, but kind as well, her beauty was not cruel, like so many vicious, manipulative women and men had been.

Her beauty was a kind, honest beauty, and it showed quite clearly in that mere instant when our eyes met.

Her voice was a quiet whisper, but in that deafening silence, it might have been a roar.

"Rebecca, show me your daughters, and bring me the man who rushed my metamorphosis."

The slime who sat at ger heels bowed low, gently nudging the women she had turned towards her mistress, and before I could think, Annabelle began to walk me to the throne.

After forcing me to kneel, Annabelle slithered free, prostrating herself before the woman.

Her "mother" slunk over to me, quickly hugging me before joining her "daughters".

"Hmm, excellent, Rebecca, excellent! I'm delighted you were able to quickly grab this town so firmly by the balls, although I'm delighted we won't be needing to do any terrorizing to get the love we've been wanting!"

I stood, looked the woman rght in the eye, and asked.

"What is all of this, why are we all still alive, what happened to 'wiping us off the map, for [your] dark masters glory,' are we just slaves now? I'd like to know before you destroy our livelihood."

She stepped off the ledge, flapping gently and landing before me, her hair forming curtains which blocked out the world.

Only the crimson glow of her irises illuminated our faces.

"You have a lot of nerve for a would-be murderer of the new Maou's daughter, mister."

A light peck on my lips, and thehardon I hadn't realized I had erupted like a waterfall.

I collapsed to my knees, panting as I kept on orgasming for a solid minute, long past running out of semen.

She grinned like a child with armfuld of candy.

"To answer you more directly, I am the first daughter of the new Demon Lady, ruler of all monsters, big and small. This," she reached out, spinning around in miair, her wings flapping furiously, "is the beginning of a happy future, my mother, now the most powerful succubus in all of history, has ascended to the highest office a monster can hold. She-"

I finally stop groaning and moaning, settling quietly into the dirt.

"What, *pant*, was that?"

"-to correct this, she requires more sexual energy, which she gathers through sex with her husband, and through her daughters, such as myself, and we gather it through the air around us and through sex, so she has sent us out into the world, to strengthen her for her duty and to ensure the safety of the new order of thi-*hurk*"

She coughed up blood, it spilled onto the ground, a long, thin blade protruding through her chest, an order priest holding the handle.

She collapsed into a pool of her own blood.

The quiet atmosphere around us shifted, no longer was the silence peaceful, it was filled with pure bloodlust, and the very air tremored with hatred.

Looking around, I saw massive bears and serpents, where before the women had sat, advencing on many terrified men.

They seemed to be in great agony, and I dared not look back at my friends.

Four piles of purple sludge rushed the militant priest, and devoured him whole, bones and all.

Mere moments later, the oppressive atmosphere returned to one of peace, the Demoness, sat up, still coughing blood.

"Now you see how important I am. Until the enchantments are properly reinforced and I have more sisters to help shoulder the burden, an injury like that could ruin all of our plans. We were all incredibly lucky, had I died, That reversion would have done much more harm."

Looking around, nobody was cuddling, instead, men were sobbing and covering their eyes, their sweethearts reaching out to them just driving them further back, coos, reassurances and consolations falling on ears deaf with mortal terror. Some of the women had also begun to cry, curling in on themselves, afraid that their darlings would fear them forever.

I stood, slowly, placing wards and talismans of healing all over the Lilim, carving new ones into chunks of wood or into the throne, until she wore them like a thick blanket.

I sat her down, sitting on the edge of the platform with my dagger in hand.

I would not lose this chance, the future she described was all we could hope for.

"I'll protect you, until the day I die."

I heard her sobbing.

"Thank you."