You draw your sword and slowly head inside.

All the traps had been sprung, all the challenges completed, what should have been a trial of the Hero’s skills was instead a tense nerve-wracking walk in absolute silence. But nothing jumped out, and nothing attacked. Just beautiful hand carved statues and lifelike paintings and tapestries greeted you as you progressed. There was no sign of life at all, that was until you entered the final room. There you saw a woman, her curves silhouetted by a pillar of light at the other side of the room.

In that pillar was the relic, a sacred sword, and that woman must be the first Demon General.

As your eyes adjusted to the room’s light and you drew closer, the lithe figure began to gain more detail. Her skin was blue in color with long purple hair. She wore a black outfit made of thin cloth that draped over only small strategic parts of her figure without really concealing anything. You could also make out a purple spaded tail swishing behind her and small purple wings folded against her back.

As you approached her you couldn’t keep your armor quiet enough, you were still only halfway across the room when her pointed ears twitched visibly. As she turned you could see her face was young and beautiful. Purple lips matched her purple eyes that seemed to glow in the center of all black sclera. You thought your body had large breasts but hers were huge, each as large as her head. The black cloth of her outfit draped over each one individually and was thin enough you could make out her erect nipples with ease. For some reason you couldn’t take your eyes off them.

"Ohh my oh my…" her voice was soft but carried through the otherwise silent room.

Your eyes returned to her face and found an alluring smile on her lips. You were surprised it didn’t look wicked or even **** but a genuine smile as if she was pleased to see you.

"No one said the hero would be this cute, I mean I have seen the statues of course but they did not do you justice."

Having lost your helmet during the ambush your face was clearly visible allowing the demoness to stare at it. You couldn’t stop your sword from wavering as you blushed and squirmed under her appreciative gaze.

"I assume you are here for this sword, yes? And that you defeated my troops?"

At a reminder of the slaughter, you brandish your sword. You are prepared to fight, but the creature kept a neutral posture. She didn’t look angry nor did she move at all.

"Wait, wait, let's introduce ourselves at least." She held her hands palm up showing she had no weapons. "My name is Cassiopeia one of the three Demon Generals."

“They call me Parsa… The Hero.” you say reluctantly.

"They call you Parsa… Interesting… Well Hero, you will need this sword, yes? How about we make a deal. I think there has been enough bloodshed today, I am not and will never be a fighter at heart. I am sure as a hero you would like to end this day peacefully, yes?" Her words were honeyed, but you tensed up realizing she caught your phrasing with a bit too much acumen.

Had you messed up? Did she know you were not the real Parsa? You resolved not to dwell on the mistake, and also not to give any more away. But her offer sounded good, too good… but still… Hesitantly, you nodded but held on to your skepticism. As you slowly drew closer to her you caught a whiff of something in the air, maybe her perfume, it was a floral scent.

"Look, I am willing to let this relic slide if... you help me release some... let’s call it ‘frustration’. You are really cute and I honestly can't help thinking about what I would do to you if I did beat you... but you are the Great Hero Parsa so what are the chances of that right? But… BUT what if... that is if you are interested, you help me rub one out in exchange for the sword."

You are confused for a moment until you see the erection growing under her skirt? Loin cloth? You were so distracted by her breast curtains that you didn’t notice the rod pushing the third piece of draped fabric up. When your gaze locks on to it though you can see it rise higher and higher in response to your attention.

Is she a he?

In response to your unasked question, or maybe your confused expression Cassiopeia explains "Ohh did they not tell you; most demons have both sets of equipment, I am female but I have a dick."

All you had to do to get the relic was to give a quick hand job. She was pretty hot... but what if it was a trap. Even if she was being honest, what if someone saw you, ‘ohh look the Hero gives hand jobs to demons…’ This could be a character ****.

You were torn, the knowledge that she could be very strong was nagging at you. Images of the door came to mind. Though she said she had no chance against the hero, she also seemed completely relaxed. You were confronting a boss this early in your adventure and you realized her being beautiful and polite was making your choice harder.