The Devil's Martyr
Disclaimer: This fanfiction is somewhat lacking in sexual content, and I admit that I'm not particularly good at writing said content. In addition, there are some dark themes included (although no more than you'd see in a standard movie or book). Basically, if you're looking for something to jack off to, you're in the wrong place.
Here we go.
The fresh spring air wafted through the rafters overhead, mixing with the odor of dinner cooking. Aubri hummed with delight as she stirred the thick broth, occasionally adding a few handfuls of whatever spices she had on hand. As she reached over the pot, a large chunk of orange slime fell from her arm into the pot, quickly dissolving into the rest of the mixture.
“Oh well,” cheered Aubri. “I’m sure hus…
MindFlayer WWYD Response
Author's Note: This story's beginning may seem confusing. For full context, see FutureHaremKing's WWYD on the Mindflayer page. Also, check out the other responses; they're all good.
And without further ado...
I struggled to reorganize my thoughts, but I seemed only to be able to think of sex.
As I stumbled out into the daylight, I noticed a pack of supplies on the ground, and a set of clothes. I spent maybe 10 minutes trying to remember how to put on a shirt, and the next 10 trying to discern the uses of everything in the pack. I looked around at the surrounding forest, not wanting to look back at the cave, or the wall of rubble lying within. I could not remember how I had ended up on that side of the rubble. Was it a monster girl attack? Wa…