Back on the Road

A couple of days later, you are back on the road where the whole strange affair has started. Your destination remains the same, one of the major cities in the human kingdom, Esense, capital of the duchy of Fresia, where you were headed to find likeminded companions and join the fight against the monster threat to humanity. The road itself looks just like it did before, of course. Only you have changed quite a bit and you are not sure whether you like what has happened to you yet.

While the episode at the coven was the strangest thing to have ever happened to you, you cannot deny how much you enjoyed it. The encounter with the witches, the potion that gave you fully functioning male genitals, trying it on your companion and finally losing your male virginity to the alraune… You blush heavily as you think back to the hours in the cave, the lovemaking, being naked with the green-skinned plant girl, licking her sticky, fishy, yet sweet pussy, her cheesy foot smell that somehow heightened the pleasure, her greedily sniffing every piece of you she could, and of course sinking your penis deep into her honey pot, dripping wet with nectar, hot and soft and wonderful… It was so unlike anything you have ever thought of, but you cannot deny how much you enjoyed it. Having sex for the first time was an exhilarating experience and despite your shame over the lewd behaviour, you want more. A lot more.

Speaking of Vemaho. You turn your head to look at her cute face framed by what appears as a thick mass of dirty blonde hair, her real skin colour, hair, and smell hidden by the enchanted cloak she is wearing and think back to the morning after that first night. After you had nearly died of shame over what you two did and were barely able to look at her face again, Vemaho did everything she could to not only ensure you that all the lovemaking was wonderful and how much she enjoyed it. She also repeatedly told you she now more than ever wanted to stay by your side to get more of ‘Your amazing cock, your yummy pussy and your thick, juicy cum, your sweaty armpits and your wonderful, heavenly feet, your smell, your taste, your lips, your smile, everything.’ It took a long while and another round of steaming hot lovemaking to convince you that everything was fine – well, mostly fine.

Since you have last washed your feet before you got to the witch coven, they have now taken on a significant smell from being trapped inside your leather boots all day and sweating from the tiring journey. With how strong your body and especially your feet smell now, it is understandable that a monster girl would feel attracted to you, even more so if the sex has been as amazing for her as it has been for you. Still, the alraune continued to surprise you in ways you have never expected when out of the blue she started talking about you fu- sleeping with other monster girls. Not just monster girls, but other humans as well.

Given how casual monster girls are with the whole lovemaking thing, you can see how she would want more experiences and not limit herself to one partner, no matter how infatuated she might be with your feet. Especially since Vemaho is just a weirdly cute travel companion whom you gave your first time to, but still see as alien and a potential threat, as unlikely as it seems right now. So, you feel nothing at all at the thought of her in the arms of others. Nothing… Especially not jealousy… Imagining her cute, sweaty face flushed with lust and her bone-meltingly sweet moans as she experiences greater and greater pleasure at the hands and tongue of other monster girls does nothing to you, except causing a tingle in your loins – makes your honey pot moisten up with juices and your magically hidden shaft harden with blood. You can even entertain the thought of watching them for a while, then joining them and make love to them until all three of you pass out in puddles of sweat and cum.

However, Vemaho seems downright excited when talking about you sleeping with just about anything she could think of, be it human girl or monster girl, even human males. Hearing her talk about how human boys would fight over worshipping your mighty rod, lick your beautiful and stinky feet, then turning around and presenting you their butthole to ravage as you please has been highly disturbing and a tiny bit arousing. Still, it is not something you ever want to explore, at least… No, you are just barely getting comfortable with having sex with Vemaho alone, as good as it felt. Besides, it should be males making love to you, not the other way round. This is what you have been taught since you were young, by women who looked entirely unhappy that they are **** to share their bed with rude, smelly, sometimes violent drunkards of husbands and pop out kids every other year.

The road you travel on is not heavily used, so Vemaho is free to open her cloak to reveal her naked, slender body, her sweaty breasts, and her stinky feet to the world and to your eyes. After the first day of traveling the road through the woods, only loosely pathed with small amounts of gravel here and there, she complained loudly about her aching feet and that she has never walked this long, especially not with her lovely smell hidden for so long. You were tempted to tell her nobody is forcing her to stay with you but could not bring yourself to hurt her. Instead, you told her that you would look to buy a horse or mule for her to ride in the next larger village. Your trusted horse was not willing to carry both of you for extended periods of time, so it was mostly used just to carry your luggage, as Vemaho did not have anything. Not at all what you had planned to spend your limited amount of silver on, so you told her she needed to earn what you spent on her. To no surprise, she immediately forgot her aching feet and assured you she would do anything you wanted, before preparing a surprisingly delicious supper from plants and roots you never even knew were edible and proceeding to give you the most wonderful pussy licking and a mind-blowing footjob.

This is a trick she and you both have taken quite a liking to: Placing her smelly feet in your lap and rubbing them all over your thick member until you climax. At first you were uncomfortable with having her cheesy, sweaty feet on your skin and so close to your face, but after she made you cum like this a few times you started to like it. Now you enjoy the attention from her almost as much as putting your shaft inside her hot, wet pussy. The stench is just coming with her naturally, so you have reluctantly accepted it at some point. Though you must say that since you have started plastering your creamy white cum all over her feet, you cannot help but think that her smell has changed. Not for the better, as it seemed fuller and more drawn out and lingers inside your nose a bit longer than before when it was pretty much just cheese and nothing else. Maybe covering her pretty feet in cum every day is a bad idea when it can make her smell even worse. Or you just notice it more since you are smelling it a lot more now.

On the twelfth night after departing from the coven, your lovemaking is especially heated. During normal nights, you usually cum two or three times and she a bit more than that, especially when you fuck as the second act, when she is already riled up. Even when you were sharing your campsite with some other travellers for the increased safety and company during the night and had to keep quiet, she managed to milk you dry twice with her mouth in a steaming hot sixty-nine while you gave her the same amount of gushing orgasms with your own tongue. But tonight, is seems not nearly enough. After a round of pussy licking with her lithe, sweaty body on top of you and both diving deeply into the other’s honey pot, and her soft and sensual footjob, you kiss her deeply and hungrily press your naked breasts against hers. She pushes back and answers the kiss with wild abandon, and you break it after several minutes, both panting and filled with lust.

“Let’s make love until we pass out” you moan into her ear and pull her on top of you. She mewls in surprise and slides her dripping wet honey pot over your belly, covering it in her sweet, sticky, smelly nectar that you have come to appreciate. She then looks at you with eyes hazy with lust and asks: “May I, mistress?” Her voice is as sweet as honey and filled with pure, unrestrained lust and desire for you. Unable to resist her pleading eyes, you nod. The monster girl wastes no time and hurriedly turns around, now showing you her shapely backside glistering with sweat, then bends over, pushes out her butt and finally lowers herself onto your big, hard rod.

The feeling of her tight, hot, gushing wet pussy enveloping your shaft is fantastic, even better than on that first night, as you now are able to fully appreciate the sensations without worrying about blowing your load too early. Both of you moan loudly as she slowly slides further down your shaft, standing up again until just the tip remains inside of her, then sinks just slightly deeper, until you finally bottom out inside of her with a few centimetres remaining outside. “It’s so big” she sighs after letting out a moan of pleasure, “and so thick! And hot! I love it, mistress, Ana, I love it so much! I love you, you and your wonderful dick, and your feet! Wonderfully… smelly… feet…” Her moans get longer and throatier as she bends forward and now kneels over you, her upper body facing away from yours, towards your feet. As she slowly starts moving up and down your hot shaft, she bends down and takes a deep sniff.

Having last washed your feet two weeks ago, your feet have taken on a cheesy, sharp stench that is enhanced even further by the leather boots you have been wearing the entire time. This smell would disgust most clear-minded humans, but monster girls crave it over anything else, except maybe sex. Needless to say, the combination of sex and feet is heavenly for them. Vemaho is no exception and moans loudly as she pushes her nose between your toes and takes deep sniffs of the stench she craves.

The position you are in right now also means that you are much closer to her smelly feet. They give off a much greater stench than your own, a heavy, sickening smell dominated by fermented cheese, only stronger and more concentrated than any piece of cheese could ever smell, not even when it is downright rotten. It bothers you, it rises into your nostrils and assaults your senses, but it also adds to the experience in a way you could not explain. You hastily take the time to roll your cloak into a makeshift pillow so you can watch her tight little butt bounce on your shaft, then lean back and enjoy the sensations of sliding into her sweet honey pot with greater and greater speed and ****.

Your sexual frenzy lasts until well after midnight, with you cumming inside of her three times and finishing with one last orgasm all over her face after she used her talented lips to coax one more load out of your aching balls. She collapses on top of you and purrs like a kitten as she falls into a deep slumber. You barely manage to pull Vemahos cloak over both of you before falling asleep as well. The last thing you see is her pixie-like face glistering with your last load of cum that she likes to rub all over her face and into her hair.

When you wake up, the sun is already high up in the sky. “In a few minutes we should reach that village the other travellers were talking about” you say as you and Vemaho eat your breakfast. “Hopefully, we can buy a horse or mule for you there, so you do not have to walk all the time anymore. Then we should be able to go much faster.”

“I’m fine with following mistress wherever she goes” the alraune says and eats a spoonful of porridge, “But if I may ask, where are we headed? I mean, like, after that human village right now.” You look back into her adorable dark green eyes and answer: “Well, for the moment I was thinking of heading towards the duchy’s capital city, Esense, to find some companions. Eventually, we will be heading deep into monster girl territory, to where the despicable monster queens plot their sinister plans. We want our lives to be free of their stinky feet, so they need to be stopped.”

Vemaho looks down into her food bowl for a while, then says: “I don’t understand why you would say this, mistress… and I don’t know about going to that city, either” She then places the empty bowl down, bends over and lightly kisses the top of your bare toes. “But if you want to go see our monster queens, I can tell you where they live.”

You are just taking a sip of water when she says this, and the surprise makes you cough so heavily she must pat your back to help remove the fluid from your windpipe. After catching your breath, you croak out: “What did you say?”