A bit of deception.

Yuria came running up to the village. She screamed as she approached the safety she knew, “Help! Goblins!” She continued her rapid pace to the village, her body felt hot and her breath came hard and labored, she felt on fire. Margret came running out to her and supported her as she collapsed into her.

“Oh dearie, what’s wrong, what’s happened to you?” Margret said as she tentatively supported her.

“There was a small gang of goblins and a monster in the forest… th- the monster started fighting a- a- and the next thing I knew the goblins were dead. Oh gods!” She felt sick(and very horny) “The monster casted magic, it must’ve been a demon. I’ve never seen anything like it. It licked me and covered me in some kind of… poison I think, I haven’t been feeling too good since the monster did that.” She felt a burning heat in-between her legs and almost collapsed.

Margret looked on at Yuria as she guided her home. “Don’t worry dear, you’re safe now, I’ll have a runner go and warn the Protectorate Knights in the next town over.” Margret guided Yuria into her small shack and onto her bed. Margret felt a bit of sorrow wash over her as she entered. Yuria and her mother used to live here till her mother died, but now was no time for that. She had to help Yuria in any way she could. She lightly undressed Yuria and covered her in bed.

Leaving Yuria’s house she approached the ensemble of villagers waiting outside. “There are goblins in the forest so keep everyone out, Yuria was attacked. There also seems to be some kind of monster or demon in the woods too.” A wave of whispers and murmurs took up from the crowd. “Silence!” She exclaimed, stopping their chorus. “I need you”, She points her finger at a young man. “to go to Nes up the way and ask for the Protectorate Knights, I also need you to find a doctor, shaman, or apothecary, anyone who could help Yuria, she seems to be poisoned. “ The young man, determined in his task, set off and started running for the northern path out of town.

The crowd dispersing to lookout for the town, Margret returned to Yuria. She placed a hand on her head and immediately withdrew it. Yuria was burning to the touch. She watched as Yuria, seemingly ****, writhed in her bed. “Hold on Yuria, help will arrive soon, be a strong girl for me.”

I hid in the dense foliage on the outskirts of town. I watched as they took her inside the building, having seen where they took her I slinked back into the forest. It was time to prepare my down right dastardly plan. Sending a quick mental ‘thank you’ to the angel, I casted polymorph on myself.

Polymorphic into what I guess would be a respectable looking man around here I waited for what felt like an hour before I made my way towards the village.

Breaking forth from the clearing I walked towards the village. An older gentleman who seemed to be on lookout slowly approached me, spear in hand.

“Halt. Who goes there?” He asked me. “I’m an apothecary and scholar, I was in the forest collecting herbs and studying an ancient beast that migrated here, when I got turned around and lost my way.” I did my best to put up a disarming smile. ‘Man, being human feels weird.’

Upon hearing my words he gave me a look that had no comprehension. “You said you was an apothecary, yes?” “Yeah, I have a small camp a bit ways from here.” His attention left me completely as he seemed consumed by thought. “Follow me please” he said before turning to walk to the village.

I followed behind him obediently. We walked through the village center and made our way to the shack I had seen them take the girl in, ‘Bingo!’. The man knocked on the door of the shack and some shuffling could be heard behind it. Opening the door was the woman that helped Yuria once she reached the village, although I didn’t get a good look at her then, I could see her in all her beauty now. Seeing her now I kinda wish she was the one that got attacked by the goblins.

She seemed to be some kind of demi-human, a cat girl to be specific. She had beautiful carnal skin and a furry set of ears. She looked to be in her late twenties or early thirties. I could feel my dick hardening.

“I found a man outside the village, he claims to be an apothecary. I thought he could help out the young miss.” He steps back after saying this, allowing Margret to look over you. “I’m sorry for the rudeness and urgency but we have an injured person. We don’t have much but we’ll repay you somehow if you’ll at least look her over for us.” She asked you this with a pleading voice, you could see her tail raised high, rapidly swishing being her. “I suppose I could take a look.” I said with my voice layered in false kindness. Her face light up with happiness, “Oh thank you, we don’t have much but we can repay you somehow.”

Stepping into the shack there was a hand on your shoulder, turning you saw the old man, “No funny business, I’m an earshot away with senses like a warg.” I give a disingenuous nod and walk in. Walking inside I see a lightly furnished house that looks like it was made with shoddy craftsmanship. In the corner of the house I watch as there’s a pail with water and rag placed beside the bed with a heavy breathing and glazed over looking Yuria in it. ‘Fuck! How strong was that aphrodisiac? If it does this I should just try spitting on everything to beat it.’ “She’s been like this ever since she returned from gathering herbs. She said that while goblins attacked her a demon that casted magic licked her and applied poison.” Margret said, breaking me from thought. She was standing beside Yurias bed and reapplying a wet rag to her.

“Is that so, it sound like less of a demon and more like the ancient guardian.” She turns to me and my bullshit with a questioning glance. “Ancient guardian?” “Yes, I’ve been tracking and studying it. There’s ruins around the area that it protects. The goblins must’ve attacked it and gained its ire. It’s benevolent enough to not attack anyone who doesn't provoke it. It uses it’s poison as a warning.” I did my best to try and say with a straight face. “That’s the first time I’ve ever heard of this?” She gave me a bit of a skeptical look. “It travels to different ruins around the area, this time it’s guarding a ruin not to far from this village.” I vaguely pointed in a somewhat of the directions of my pure lands, it would be evidence enough if they saw my home. She gave somewhat dismissive slow nods as she turned her attention back to Yuria. “So she isn’t in danger?” “None that I know of, but the poison will give whoever it’s applied to intense pain. She’s probably unresponsive from how much shock she’s feeling. Tell me did she have trouble walking when she arrived at the village, to the point of collapsing?” Margret with a surprised face slowly nodded, “Yeah, she couldn’t stand on her own.” “Then she’s in dire pain. I’m afraid she’s suffering to the point of where she might have psychological damage.” This wasn’t an entire lie, she’s been void of any dick after her aphrodisiac, that much want must’ve fried her brain to where she’s a dead fish. “Is there anything you can do for her?”, Margrets face was plastered with worry and fear. “I can do a little healing magic and apply some salve that will take away any discomfort.” You told a half-truth, although you looked like you were wearing clothes with pouches; as soon as polymorph wore off the clothes would disappear, and they had nothing in them. “Healing magic? That’s expens-“ she cut herself off and looked away for a second. “We‘ll find some way to repay you, please do your best to heal her.” She had a grim expression. “Alright I’ll begin my work, please do give me a bit of privacy, I’ll fetch for you when I’m done.” She nodded and stood up, opening the door. Before she shut it I saw the older man approaching her.

‘Ok, he should be preoccupied talking to that fine piece of ass.’ I reached my hand out and focused.

Something I found out while messing with polymorph, it suppresses my monstrous strength and my perks I had from my monster core, but it carries over my magic, and allows me to use my angel blessings and oath bonuses.

I focused and used water and light magic. While it’s not healing magic some weak enchanted water fell into the bucket. Taking the rag I uncovered her from the bed, she was wearing only underwear underneath. I liked my lips as I observed her. She looked young, about eighteen to nineteen, her blonde hair looked beautiful trailing over her tits and plain bra. I grabbed at her bra, tilting her sideways and taking it off her. She loaned slightly to my touch as I did so, ‘she has no idea what’s to cum.’ I took the rag and started to wipe her down, I didn’t want her to have any scratches or cuts from the goblins, or any dirt while we fuck. Her skin was smooth and soft to the touch. She had pliant breasts that had pretty pink nipples on them. As I wiped her chest down I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around one and start to suck. Moans escaped her lips as she cried in ecstasy, quickly I placed a hand over her mouth but continued my ****. I sucked on her right tit and reached my right hand over to pinch her other nipple. At this point she had accepted the fact no sound would escape and I felt licking on my palm. Willing to assist, I put two of my fingers in her mouth and let her do her thing. Her soft plush lips wrapped around my fingers and began to mercilessly suck on them.

I continued on for a while before feeling bored with this forplay. I pulled myself off of her breast and pulled my fingers from her soft velvety mouth. Getting to the main dish I moved my attention to her white panties. Pulling them down her soft thighs I could see the marvelous pink of her lower lips. Strings of fem-cum were connected to her panties as I slid them off of her. As soon as her panties came off I could smell her arousal in the air. It was a tantalizing meal and I couldn’t help but dig in.