Try to fight the Queen

Cassiopeia leaned in close to your ear and whispered. “Do not be afraid love, I will support you no matter what you choose to do.”

You raised your shield and unsheathed your sword. They, along with the pendant around your neck, emitted a dark purple miasma. You felt power fill you as you stepped towards the Queen. Taking a quick glance back at your ‘party members’ revealed them following behind you, their weapons drawn. To your surprise their combat focus was aimed at the queen instead of you. But you still had doubts… would they betray you at the last moment or was the bond you formed with them strong enough.

Although the last few weeks had been nothing but a big orgy, you did fight side by side against monsters, ate meals together, learned from and practiced skills with them.

Did these three demons see me as a friend or just a sentient cock sleeve?

After deliberating you came to one definite conclusion.

You could trust Cassiopeia… Something inside you was sure she was on your side.

Was it blind love?

No, it was real… which meant she had your back… so, you could move forward...

They didn’t betray you. The four of you stood as one, weapons drawn.

Seeing your united front, the Demon Queen Fornax stood from her throne and to your surprise stepped aside and knelt.

"My queen, I wish only to serve."

You looked to Cassiopeia but she doesn’t look surprised at all, no instead she wears a self-satisfied smirk instead. "Become the new Demon Queen my Hero."

Something dark rises inside you, the corrupted relics call to you.

Maybe this is for the best, as the new Demon Queen you could make peace... yes I could change things.

The Corrupted Relics reacted to your internal decision by dissolving into dark energy and sinking into your skin.

Horns grew from your temples, wings unfolded from your back and a tail extended form your spine. This process wasn’t painful in fact it took effort not to reach climax from the pleasure of the transformation.

Your new body felt more right, more comfortable somehow... Since arriving in this world you always felt like you were in the Hero’s skin rather than your own. For the first time in months your body was your own....

When you looked over you saw that you were not the only one transforming, from the red skinned beauty a large bestial cock began to grow just above her mons. The only word you could use to describe it was demonic. It was ribbed and covered with rounded spines. The head was pointed and sharp.

When she abdicated her throne, to you, she became a normal demon… So it was true, that meant being a female had given you more control over your party then you had realized. And now with your new demonic body… it gave you the right to rule them.

After only a moment of hesitation you took the throne. Your four Generals knelt at your feet. Thoughts about what to do next occupied your mind, dark thoughts.

Somehow from that seat. At that time. All the thoughts you had of peace felt far away. You felt a need to conquer and to claim.

You idly stroked your new tail like it was a hard cock, the need to fuck something growing stronger. Your eyes lingered on Cassiopeia… really, she was the only one you truly wanted. She was the reason you betrayed mankind. She was the reason you would conquer and enslave them. Make them all into sex toys for your people.

"Come Cassiopeia, you will be my husband and together we will own this world."

The three words she uttered were filled to bursting with pride and love.

"Yes my queen."

The end.