Just the Helmet Shouldn't Hurt...

It was not as if Cave Toads were cupids that shot arrows from a distance. While one getting close enough to nick her arms or legs in a fight was enough of a worry to keep the majority of her armor on, Cecilia reasoned that just a minute or two to let her head cool off would not be a problem. The paladin reached up to undo her helmet, pulling it off of her head and shaking her forehead free of sweat, her blonde tresses flowing out behind her.

The Cave Toad watching her from the shadows began to stroke itself a little faster as it admired the facial features of the female, its long tongue flicking out to lick its lips. It knew that the moment to try and take this one was drawing near. The female had exposed a chink in its armor... now it just had to wait for a moment of relaxation to strike.

Cecilia unknowingly licked her own lips at the same time as her unseen stalker, though in her case it was an attempt to re-moisten them more than any display of excitement. She took a deep breath of the cave air that, while still humid, felt far cooler now that her head was clear. Her shoulders slumped slightly as she let out a breathy sigh, shaking her head again to whip off the last of the perspiration that had gotten trapped there.

Seeing her shoulders relax, the Cave Toad let go of its cock, knowing the time to strike was now. He also knew he had only one shot before her guard would be raised so he had to move quickly. Tensing his powerful legs, he leaped forward, letting out a loud, croaking cry.

Caught off guard by the sudden noise, Cecilia turned towards the source and found herself raked lightly on the cheek by the barbs of the Cave Toad as it bounced past her and back into the shadows on the other side. She reflexively brought a hand to her cheek, grunting in annoyed pain as she dropped her helmet, which bounced away into the darkness... and from the sound of things clattered down into an unseen pit.

The paladin began to reach for her sword to defend herself from another attack but then suddenly felt a rush of heat and desire flow through her body. Time had not only given this Cave Toad wisdom, but a much more potent form of the aphrodisiac as well. What would have been an ignorable, glancing wound from a normal Cave Toad was now the gateway for arousal unlike anything the chaste Cecilia had ever felt before.

Cecilia bit her lower lip, feeling new beads of sweat form on her forehead and her knees begin to tremble. Her breathing grew heavier and strange thoughts for cock, especially the large, visible cock of the monster that was now slowly approaching her, filled her mind even as she tried to stand tall.