The Demon King

Your journey to the Fornax’s castle was not as you expected. Rather then a constant string of sexual encounters like your trip so far, instead your companions became serious. The three generals had some how figured out your ability and spent what downtime you had teaching you their skills both in battle and in bed. With your hero powers you became an expert of all three of their styles and an unrivaled lover.

While these sessions were going on, Cass sent magical messages and official correspondence all across the human kingdom. You learned that the adventurer’s guild was actually controlled by the demons and that every branch of the office and all registered adventurers would be standing by for when you declared peace. They would spread the news to the bards and to all who would listen, cutting off any propaganda Cepheus or the church could come up with.

Once you reached the demon lands you were once again given a carriage to speed your way. After a while you had learned all you could and so the last week of your journey was a constant orgy with one or two dicks inside you at all times. Not one of you voiced it out loud… but the desperation of your love making told clearly that you each feared this was the end.

Your lovers only allowed you rest upon reaching the Demon King’s castle. When you awoke, surprised to be well rested and refreshed, they were waiting for you at the gate. Despite not having ‘defeated’ them in the traditional sense, the barrier around the castle was lowered allowing you entry. You wondered if sexual conquest was a form of defeat in demon society.

Instead of fighting your way though, you were escorted like a guest to the Demon King’s Hall. When you finally laid eyes on the creature you were summoned to deal with, you were unsurprised to see an exceedingly tall red skinned demon woman with breasts bigger than Cygnus’s and blazing red eyes. Her four black wings were large and spread behind her. Her tail was as thick as her thigh with a barbed tip at the end. Her horns were large and curled like a ram’s. She wore no clothes, instead decorated her body with jewelry and piercings made from rare metals and sparkling gems.

The only thing that did surprise you was that she did not have a penis like her three generals... In fact every demon that you met whose clothes were at all revealing clearly had a penis. You realized then that the demon’s never had a king. Their ruler was probably always a female.

A Demon Queen.

You stepped forward confidently drawing your sword and raising your shield. You could feel their weight along with a burning sensation against your chest where the pendant laid. No sound reached your ears... but you some how heard a question. The relics were asking your heart a question.