Epilogue...slave to a tutorial tart.

Hindsight being 20/20, you shouldn't have offered your heart to the first monster that made you moan. If you hadn't, maybe you wouldn't have surrendered your free will to a slime so submissive and slutty that she never managed to slither herself further up the ladder than level 0 dungeon fodder. You know, the type of monster girl they send trainie warriors to get their first 'taste of battle'. Really all they get a taste for is slime girl pussy, and...thanks to your poor choice in soul mates, they get an addiction to suckubi slits as well.

If she even put up a fight, she'd destroy most of her foes without a try. She could fill the room and crush their bones into dust and pop their organs like grapes. She could swallow them up and dissolve them to the bone. She could even let them fuck her before she sucks them so hard they literally cum their brains out. She could give you permission to kill them without breaking a sweat. She could do any number of things but surrender before the first blow and beg to get bullied and fucked and killed. Could...but never does.

Not that you blame her. You wouldn't want to spend a minute away from Yoko either if she were your heart owner too. Sally tries to get killed the first chance she can, because she just goes straight back to Hell when she dies...straight back to her heart owner. Yoko is a brutal, bestial lover, but she also has a kind and honorable heart. You wish she was just a little less honorable, as it's her pesky pride that prevents her from taking you as her slave as well. You would give anything to be loved the way that Sally is, fucked hard and hot and hungry every time...like every time is your first time...like every time is your last time...like every time matters.

You suppose if it's anyone's fault, it's yours. Yoko only took Sally body and soul to avenge your fate. Sally, as much as she loves you in her own, empty way, never did take good care of you. At first, she used you as a trophy...parading you around in the sluttiest forms she could imagine, grotesque creatures with dozens of DDs, waist like a Barbie, and an ass like beach balls in every slutty species she's ever wanted to fuck, with plenty of extra holes to fuck. She even had you continue with your classes until you unlocked more archane and arousing transformations like forming lips and tongues for any hole in your body...anywhere in your body, to become a suckhole.

It was when she started letting other students bully you instead of her that she got Yoko's attention. Yoko warned Sally that if she kept it up, she'd literally beat the snot out of her and make her beg for slavery. Of course, that just made Sally offer you to Yoko if she would take her instead. What should have meant your freedom, or at least a trade up in mistresses, meant watching wanting and woefully as Yoko claimed Sally after three days straight of love making, fooling around, fucking, rutting, grinding, kissing, and cumming over and over again.

You would have loved to join in, but that pesky honor of Yoko's prevented her from claiming you until she won you fair and square and ate Sally's slime heart. Unfortunately when she did, she tasted Yoko's genuine love for you, vain and shallow and selfish as it is, and felt it wouldn't be right to break you up. So because of the rare demon with a moral compass, you are stuck for all eternity as a slave to a slave. You get to be the punching bag and sex doll for a slutty slime girl that loves to be bullied and controlled, but hates to admit it. She fucks you with casts of the cocks that last fucked her to death. She swallows you whole and feeds on your pent up lust and sends it right back to you until you both explode into ecstasy after days...months...eons of edging. Truth be told, you don't mind that part too much.

What you mind is she gets to spend ages down in Hell, while you get stuck up on Earth waiting to get killed. Even when some Level 1 paladin plunges a sword through you immediately after he's finished with Sally, a century or two has passed in Helltime. Talk about FOMO! Sally get to slide all over Yoko, tempt the bravest of beasts to bully her, watch as Yoko avenges her 'honor', and then be claimed as a war bride all over again by the oni with the burning heart. Meanwhile, you are lucky if you can get away with getting killed before you get manhandled. Even when it's a sexy sorceress scolding and spanking you before spreading your holes, your heart just isn't in it. You are literally incapable of loving anyone other than that silly, stupid, slutty, subby, sticky sweet slime girl.

It's not all bad of course. Sally shows you all the love she knows how to. She's just simply incapable of loving you any better than she loves herself. She can be sweet at times, kissing and fondling you for a decade in a form not far from the one you wore that first night with her, before sliding a tender tongue tendril to eat your your heart hole until you both cum your brains out. You can feel her essence inside your chest cavity for days after, pretending you have her heart too until you can't hold back any longer and absorb her seed.

You suppose things could be worse. Sally is the most frail, flighty, flaky, frivolous monster girl you could have given your heart to, but she's far from the cruelest or coldest. Despite being a level 1 monster girl, you can't help but think of her as a high level lover. Call it a coping mechanism...call it Stockholm Syndrome...call it madness...but you call it love.