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A hero sets forth to defeat the demon lord, but his legion of warriors leave him rather vulnerable by the time he faces the King himself.
Atop a high peak, after traversing a treacherous and winding path, lived a nobleman of great wealth, in a grand manor that peered out over the town in the valley below. The townsfolk knew the man to be of a bitter temperament, but his means of acquiring wealth was always a topic of gossip, that there might be some insidious nature to his business dealings. Over the years, rumors became cemented into lore, but the man was left alone out of fear and indifference.
But then people started going missing. First, visitors to the town, traders and the like. Then the poorest citizens. When the son of another wealthy man went missing, a mob formed to march on the man’s property, demanding answers. Twelve men marched up the hill’s path, and only one returned to town. It was worse than the people feared – the man atop the hill, was a high-ranking demon, and he aimed to conquer them all as he accumulated power.
A decade passed and the town succumbed to the demon lord, with news spreading through the land of an expansion to the demon’s territory …
A man of 25 – at the peak of his physical prowess, ascended the ranks of knighthood with a burning motivation in his heart. Picked up by traders who managed to flee the town’s treacherous reach, Artemis was an orphan, bent on destroying the demon lord. He had devoted almost every one of his days to growing stronger, faster and more deadly. He had traveled far distances to craft weapons with blessed and mystical properties. Now, he marched on his birthplace, ready to face the thing that had come to define his life.
As Artemis approached the outskirts of the valley, the town gate seen vaguely in the distance, a great wind descended the hills and rushed toward him. The formidable man bent forward and tensed his body, awaiting its passage, but the wind seemed to fly straight at his face. Artemis cried out, and his mouth was forced open, wind billowing down his throat and filling his gut. His belly ballooned forward, slamming against his armor, until his sphincter popped open and the jet stream began screaming out. When the wind passed, Artemis was cramped into his armor and leathers, grunting in discomfort as gas was belched and farted out with ferocity. He stumbled to his feet, bearing down to speed up the process and ventured forth, though the gas bloat never seemed to dissipate.
Then the gate was merely 50 feet ahead, but as Artemis stepped forward, the grass at his feet sprang forth with new life. It grew as tall as him and thick with vegetation, before sprouting with grains. He tried to break the grass and toss it to his side, but it regrew in seconds before he could make any progress forward. A breeze whispered through the grass – ‘eatttt’.
Against his better judgement, Artemis plucked the grains off from the plant in front of him and gobbled them down – in response, the plant withered and collapsed into nothing. With a deep sigh, Artemis stepped forward and ate again … then again … and again. He ate half his weight in grains before clearing the patch of grass and entering the town. His belly had snapped some of the leather straps and was hanging out below his tunic, partially exposed beneath his armor plate and causing him a tremendous deal of bloated discomfort.
As his guts gurgled and digested, Artemis paced toward the mouth of the demon lord’s path. Undeterred, he started up the hill, encountering a patch of neatly arranged stones, a few hundred meters up the incline and around a bend. A collection of ghoulish bodies arose from the stones and swarmed around Artemis, wailing as they surrounded him.
The ghosts yearned for earthly pleasure and fleshy form. All at once, they flew into the air and then swarmed down upon Artemis. Their formless bodies invaded him everywhere – up his nostrils, down his throat, up his ass, through his cock … in moments, his body was puffing out with newfound obesity, causing his plain clothes and leathers to burst entirely, then warping his armor plates, leaving breathing deeply and mostly naked.
Then, their earthly desires struck him. To consume, to fuck, to be fucked. Artemis suddenly wanted nothing more than food and fucking. His mind went crazy, and he stumbled about trying to fight the voices as he remembered his intentions in coming here. Despite the noise, he regained his composure and headed back to the path, grunting loudly as he fought and paced forth.
One last obstacle stood between Artemis and the demon’s manor. A short tunnel through an otherwise impassable rock face. The door was a sheet of stone, unmovable and etched with words. Small wildflowers grew nearby – only those who consumed the flowers would be allowed through.
Artemis screamed out in frustration and forgot his training. Half-mad and willing to sacrifice anything, he snatched up a handful of the flowers and gobbled them down. The stone face crumbled and allowed him passage, but his crotch tingled as he waddled forward. He ignored the sensation of his cock shrinking into the padding of his crotch. A womb forming as it retreated inside.
From here, there were no more obstacles. A neatly trimmed path winding up to an unlocked gate and into a beautiful courtyard. A door at the other end, partially ajar. Artemis stepped inside the hall of the manor, sweating, grunting, fidgeting and glancing across the room in suspicion.
Out of the shadows on the wall, a man formed, tall, statuesque and gorgeous. Artemis tightened up into a fighting stance, letting out a blast of gas and forcing the last buckle of his chest plate to pop, sending it to the floor. The man merely chuckled, eyes scanning Artemis up and down with hunger. The demon stepped up to Artemis, who lunged at him, then dematerialized into a black smoke and reformed behind the humbled warrior.
The demon shoved Artemis forward onto hands and knees, making the floor shake and his fat body wobble. He licked his lips and bent over Artemis, cock hardening and tracing the man’s exposed hole. Artemis shuddered, ghostly voices crying out for sexual pleasure. Against his agent, his hole puckered open and invited the demon man inside.
The demon first violated Artemis from behind, pumping furiously and making the massive man groan with exquisite pleasure. Then the demon flipped him onto his back and lunged forward again. Artemis wrapped fat, muscular arms and legs around the man as his new pussy was entered and abused. The demon let out a roar with his load, then smiled and rose from the floor.
Artemis felt his insides rumble wildly. His chest expanded, nipples tingling, as heavy breasts formed over musclebound pectorals. The demon’s spawn formed in his belly, ballooning his gut round and cartoonish. The demon pulled Artemis to his feet and then guided him across the room to a throne beside his own, allowing him, finally, to rest. Now the perfect human vessel for all of his children to come.
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