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Monster-kinktober 12. Cockwarming / lingerie + Tentacles

You can read the rest of kinktober stories in this masterlist.

Lace makes one feral

Tentacle-monster (fem) x fem!reader || tentacles, cockwarming (tentacle-warming?), multiple orgasms, (light) dirty talk, double penetration, anal sex, feral (?), (very light) cum-inflation

When you got the prettiest lacy lingerie for your anniversary, you knew your tentacle-monster girlfriend was going to go insane over it, but you weren’t expecting exactly how feral she’d get.

You get out of the bathroom and do a little twirl in front of her, swinging your hips just right to make your butt giggle. Her eyes are burning your body over as you twirl again for her to see it from all angles. She looks speechless, and it makes your insides turn into melted lava. There’s something about feeling desired and looking as if you are the next meal on the menu that does it for you.

It takes a while for your girlfriend to open her mouth, but what comes out is the exact response you were waiting for. “W-o-w,” she says it so slow that you feel every letter in your soul (and in your pussy). Her tentacles are twitching as if wanting to grab you. You want that more than anything.

But you play coy. “Do you like it?” You smile sweetly in her direction, shimming your shoulders to make your boobs swing from side to side.

“Do I- Do I like it?” Her voice sounds choked, as if she’s trying to swallow around the drool in her mouth, and it makes you feel absolutely incredible. “Sweetie, I could devour you right now, lace and all.” Her tone is reverent and you want to melt into a puddle.

You smirk in her direction, opening your arms in invitation. “And what stops you?”

She launches. Her tentacles make contact first, curling around your arms and legs and pulling you towards her body with a giggle. The force of it sends you both to the ground. Her upper tentacles catch your middle, stopping your fall in the last second.

She doesn’t let you catch your breath before she’s kissing down your neck, her fangs nipping at your skin as you let out a choked moan. There’s tentacles all over you, caressing your skin until you are panting, and she’s smiling against your neck.

You can feel her hands groping your ass and teasing the edge of your lacy panties as she growls. “Did you know how crazy this would make me? Did you do it on purpose?” Her tone is teasing, but you know she gets you. You totally did it on purpose, you wanted her feral over you. “No need to answer, sweetie, I know the answer already, because you are this wet,” her fingers find your soaked center over your panties and you moan.

“Yes.”

She trails kisses down your sternum, her tentacles curling around your boobs in the most tantalizing way as she continues lower and lower… She pulls your panties to the side, looking down on your pussy as if it’s her next meal, and you can feel your juices already soaking your thighs with desire.

“Mmmm, you look so juicy and ready for me…” She whispers against your pussy, tongue darting out to lick your clit.

Your hips bulk, almost hitting her in the face as she laughs. Her tentacles hold you down as she goes for it, making out with your pussy like she’s an expert (she really is). She drives you insane with every trick up her sleeve, her technique perfected over the years to get you to come fast as lightning.

You come with a shout of her name and your hands grabbing so strongly to her hair tentacles you are almost scared you pull them out, but she only groans, going harder and faster, feasting on your pussy like a starving woman.

But she doesn’t stop, of course she doesn’t. You come twice more before she relents a bit, pulling back and smiling with pointy fangs in your direction. “Do you want more, sweetie? Do you want me to fill every one of your holes until you can’t take it anymore?”

“Fuck, honey… Yes!”

She doesn’t hesitate, one of her tentacles pushes against your pussy and fucks you in one long thrust. You let out a cry of pleasure as she starts pounding into you like there’s no tomorrow. You’ve never felt her so wild, so feral for you. Her whole body moving over you on the floor as if she can’t get enough. Her lips feel like heaven sucking on your neck as she fucks you with abandon.

There’s tentacles probing your asshole as the one in your pussy continues the pounding of your life. “You want more?” You nod frantically, unable to form coherent words anymore, only a chorus of ah ah ah. “Such a dirty girl for me.”

She probes your asshole and slowly pushes inside with one of her thinner tentacles, using your juices as lube. You let out a choked breath as you feel both tentacles move inside of you. You are so full, it feels so good… She’s not paying attention, though.

She fucks both of your holes at once, alternating her rhythm so she can drive you completely insane. She’s panting against your neck, and you know she’s close. And you are not far behind. You can feel the edge of the orgasm… You are so close.

You moan loudly, and she understands instantly. “Come for me, sweetie, let me feel your holes tightening around my tentacles.”

You feel her tentacles getting harder, ridges undulating as you feel the first shot of her come inside of you. Shot after shot fill your insides until you are nothing but an exposed nerve of pleasure and your stomach is a bit distended. Her release pulls you over the edge, screaming her name as your nails dig in her back as you rock your hips against her tentacles.

It’s everything all at once, and it drives you completely insane as you fuck each other through your orgasms.

You come back to your senses with the feel of her come stuffing you to the brim, and her body wrapped completely around you. “Aren’t you going to- Aren’t you going to pull out?” You ask between panting breaths, your holes clenching around her tentacles.

You can feel her warm come inside of you, and it’s driving you a little bit insane. “Nope. These holes are mine and I’m going to enjoy them,” she mumbles against your neck, not moving an inch.

The weight and girth of her inside of you is sending you all kinds of mixed signals to your brain, but mostly brain melting pleasure. “O-okay,” you stutter, her ridges undulating again and sending sparks of aftershocks down your spine.

She kisses your neck one more time. “Don’t worry babe, I’ll get you new lingerie.” And then she rips it off you. It’s going to be a long night, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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[cutieboycow]

best part about octopus monsters is that after they're done pounding the shit out of every single one of your holes with their slick, long, girthy tentacles, they can just crawl all the way inside one of your holes and live in your womb or stomach! then they don't even have to come back out to fuck you, they can just rail you from the inside <3 you could just be minding your own business with your huge swollen tummy, carrying this beast around, and all of a sudden it'll start pushing its tentacles out of you. forcing you to stop whatever you're in the middle of and probably crouch a lil bit as you're overwhelmed by the sudden pleasure, the tentacles ripping your clothes to shreds in the process. hopefully you're not out in public somewhere bc oof, wouldn't that be embarrassing! showing everyone you're nothing but an octopus monster nest, just something for it to cozily live in and take advantage of your sloppy holes whenever it wants! but you're moaning crazy loud, so yeah, everyone knows you actually really enjoy this

[bitchwhywereyouat]

Only the incredibly foolish or the incredibly experienced entered a dungeon during breeding season.

You considered yourself in the latter category, a seasoned adventurer of many years. Sure, monsters were more aggressive this time of year, but it wasn't anything you couldn't handle.

True to your expectations, it's pretty easygoing for you.

Then, you come across a mimic chest. There are several ways to identify a mimic chest. The most reliable clue in this moment though was the naked lower half of a woman poking out amidst sharp teeth and tentacle-like tongues.

You've heard tales of poor adventurers being caught and stuffed full of eggs before being fucked by all of the monsters in proximity. A mimic would never let its prey go before the eggs were fertilized.

You figure you should do your part. You pull your dick out of your pants and stroke yourself to hardness. You sink into the soaking wet pussy, groaning at the tight heat of it.

It was almost like it was sucking you inside.

It was, it was actually sucking your dick!

The chest flew open to reveal the "woman" to be more appendages of the monster. Legs retransformed into tongues that wrapped around your body. The tongue with the pussy on the end was firmly attached to your dick.

Another tongue forced its way into your mouth, excreting the famed aphrodisiac. You feel your body relax and your skin light on fire. You moan around the tongue, which pushes deeper into your throat.

More tongues stroke your body, pushing under your clothes. Your balls are caressed, and that combined with the sucking on your dick makes you cum.

The mimic keeps sucking on your dick and stroking you though.

It keeps at it, painful on your soft and overstimulated dick, until you're hard again.

Then, you feel a pressure at the tip of your dick. It pushes until it's inside! It's inside your dick! Fucking it like a hole!

This makes your dick burn, and you realize that it's the same feeling as the effects of the aphrodisiac.

An eternity passes as you get fucked in the dick while this mimic plays with your body. When the pressure inside your dick removes itself, you cum again. Hard.

And yet, your dick doesn't soften. Your dick is hard and throbbing. Your balls ache.

The mimic sucks and sucks and sucks seed from you. For hours.

You barely even register when your pants are pulled all of the way down and slick fingers start to open your ass.

You're too far gone in this haze of extreme sensation. Your body does react when said fingers push on your prostate.

You cum and cum some more under the onslaught. You didn't even know a person could cum so much.

They probably couldn't without the mimic aphrodisiac.

Eventually, your dick cannot get hard again, and the mimic lets you fall. The wet sound of its tongues removing themselves from you.

You don't fall to the ground though. Instead, you're caught by big, strong hands.

You float in and out of consciousness as you're carried through the dungeon to a room with a bed of furs. Your body is boneless as the hands maneuver you to lay down.

Then, you realize you were carried off by a minotaur. Cow's head and a fur-covered chest fill your vision.

The blunt head of the minotaur's cock presses into your loose hole, and you moan helplessly. You're so exhausted. You're fucked out. The minotaur has taken advantage of this and sees fit to use your body to get through the breeding season.

How long does a minotaur's breeding season last again?

[visceraaart]

I haven't drawn Click the Sleep Paralysis Demon in a while. I should do that.

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Shape shifting monster xXx Princess reader?

Here’s my story pitch to you…imagine a princess reader who is living through all the fairy tale kidnapping cliches, hoping to find her prince. Her true love if you will. But each prince is a disappointment.

Little does she know that it’s been the same “prince” all along who is actually a shape shifting monster, and the main conspirator to her fairy tale kidnapping cliches. He’s hoping to be the perfect prince for her time after time, failure after failure

It’s funny to think that the shape shifting monster is playing double duty being the dragon and the knight, the evil sorcerer and the prince charming, etc

The perfect shape

Shape-shifter x fem!reader || rough sex, oral sex (mentioned), size kink, knotting (mentioned)

You had been expecting your prince charming for years. And he never came. All the possible husbands your father introduced to you to were stupid or assholes, or both. And you were very tired of it.

That’s when it happened the first time. You got kidnapped by a sea-monster when you were on her way to visit your aunt. The creature treated you with the utmost care, and you enjoyed your time with it a lot. That first time didn’t include any sex, but you had a lot of fantasies about tentacles after (and during). Your father paid the ransom and you were back home in a week.

Second time wasn’t much different, but this time it was a werewolf. You liked that form. He was nice and educated, talked about literature and art, and got you so hot and bothered that you ended up masturbating in his bed. With him looking and acting like not touching you was a gentleman’s move. You begged and moaned until his control snapped and you were knotted for the first time.

And just like that, the story repeated. You were kidnapped by a monster. You teased until the monster fucked you. And your dad paid an insane amount of money to get you back home. It was great, and more importantly, it was slowly getting money back to the people in the realm, all you wanted to achieve as a princess.

It took you five kidnappings to figure out they weren’t random kidnappings and you had bad luck, nor were they a lot of different monsters. It was only one. And the thought of him fucking you in so many ways got you all kinds of excited. You thought both of you were playing a game and getting your father’s money out of the castle. It was a win-win situation for you.

Until he didn’t come back for a long while.

You waited and waited. You put yourself in danger’s way in the hopes that he would come back. But he remained away. You tried over and over again to get kidnapped once more, and he just… watched. You knew he was there. There was a feeling at the back of your head every time you turned. His eyes were always on you and you wanted to scream at the top of your lungs for him to get you again. To take you away again. To ravage you again. You were ready to beg if you had to.

But he was never good at remaining away, so when you were awakened by something crashing to the ground, your eyes found him in the barely lit room instantly. He had the shape of a demon this time, and you kind of liked it like that, his body big and red and… sexy.

“You came again,” you whispered, your legs already parting in a movement you expected to be entrancing. You wanted to get fucked for goddess’ sake.

You thought he didn’t fully catch your words, but he tilted his head to the side and questioned: “Again?”

You stared at him in utter astonishment. “Am I supposed to pretend I don’t know you’ve been shapeshifting to kidnap me? Wasn’t that like… a way to get us both hot and bothered? To get tons of money from my dad?”

“You knew?!” He exclaimed, looking horrified by the idea that I knew.

You looked at him, even more confused than before. Was it a secret? “Was I not supposed to?” You questioned back, truly confused by his reaction. You thought he knew that you knew.

“You knew all along and you still didn’t say anything when I kidnapped you over and over, princess? I just wanted to find the shape you liked the most!” He seemed put aback by the realization, and you wanted to giggle.

But you didn’t giggle, you stared at him dead in the eyes and released your truth. “I enjoyed that. It was fun. I really liked when you shifted into a merman and did that thing with your long tongue that…”

He cut you again. “You knew.” He was starting to sound like a broken record.

Silence fell upon you, tense and uncomfortable, and you squirmed in bed. His eyes were over you, and you wanted more. You’ve been waiting for him to kidnap you for days. You deserved a reward for your patience. And you were going to get it. “So… Are you going to fuck me in that form or am I supposed to get kidnapped once more? I mean, I don’t mind it and I like that my dad has to pay every time, he should be giving more money away because…”

His wings fluttered and he teleported on top of you. One second he was across the room, and the next he was on top of you, his wings obscuring the room while he trapped you to the mattress. “You want to be ravished, princess?” He asked, his tone dark and rough like you liked it. You nodded, pushing your hips up until you could feel his demon dick. Mmmm… You liked this shape. It had ridges. “Always so slutty for me,” he mumbled against your neck.

It took him more than half an hour to prepare you for his demon-cock, too big to fit in your human body without some prep. Not that he cared when his face was between your legs and you were holding onto his horns for dear life. You came twice against his face, much to his pride.

When he deemed you stretched and pliant enough, he positioned himself over you and buried himself to the hilt in one long thrust. You both cried at the same time, and a little voice at the back of your head wondered if other people in the castle heard you. Not that you cared when he started to move.

He fucked you with fervor, his big body moving over yours, the ridges on this demon-form’s dick driving your mind blank as you let out broken moans and whispers of more, harder, faster. He complied, like he did every single time before. His body moved like a well-oiled machine, and you could only enjoy him while he fucked you like that, carelessly and feral.

He made you come three times thanks to those ridges before he released himself inside of you, his hips jerking uncontrollably while he filled you with so much come it overflowed out of your spent pussy.

“So… What’s the verdict? Which form do you like the most?” He half-joked when you were trying to catch your breath.

You looked up at him with amusement. “I like all of them. I like you,” you confessed. His lips parted in the biggest smile, and you knew everything would be alright.

Your own happily ever after.

[jayaury]

Leveling Down

Jonah swung his sword about, fending off another lash of the vines.

“Whoops!” his foe giggled, her vines retracting like serpents waiting to strike. “Almost gotcha!”

Jonah panted, levelling his sword again. This was bad. Really bad. He’d gone too deep into the dungeon. Gone too far. He shouldn’t have tried for level 10 so soon! He was only level 9. But he’d done so well so far. After getting his adventurer license at the age of eighteen, he’d surged up the ranks within three months to his current and strength. And the only way to advance was to fight those stronger than him.

But not this strong.

His eyes again wandered to the name and number glowing above the alraune’s head. A bright, golden Rosemary, and beneath that, 11. One level above him. Doable. Or, should be.

Inevitably, his eyes were pulled back down. Inevitable, because he had to watch for her next attack. But that was only part of it. Beautiful didn’t do her justice. She was sculpted like a goddess of green, her wide hips vanishing into the bud of the flower whose roots humped out of the floor. Her breasts were the size of melons and swayed with her every teasing motion, nipples coal black. Her face was lovely, framed by hair as rich and green as the vines that writhed about her, her eyes shining and a halo of pollen all around her.

But those eyes were wicked for all her beauty. She was a monster, and she would enjoy destroying him.

Jonah took a step back, but the door to the chamber was sealed by a thick tangle of vines. If he turned to hack his way through, she’d be on him. He had to beat her. Somehow.

“Gosh! You’re fighting so hard. You don’t have to. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Liar,” he gasped.

“No! Really! I would never want to hurt such a silly boy. Coming allllll the way down here? Trying to fight someone so much stronger than him? Such a silly bimbo.”

“Sh-shut up! I’m not stupid!”

“Hmmm. Are you sure?” she giggled, tapping her chin, her plump breasts bouncing. “Why else would such a dumb dumb come in here? Surely you must know you’re far too weak to fight me. Far to easy. Far too much of a silly, squishy boy to think to beat me!”

“Shut up!” he shouted again, rushing forward, swinging his sword.

Vines lashed at him from the plantgirl’s base, forcing him back.

“See?” she giggled. “So weak! Only a level 9! That’s much too weak. So, you must have been really dumb coming here. Really silly. Such a silly, stupid, bimbo boy.”

“I am not stupid!”

“Of course you are! You’re just too dumb to see it.”

His face burned. His every breath was heavy and laboured. The sword felt heavy in his hands. The world spinning. Gods. Why was it so hot? Was he that exhausted? But he should have plenty of stamina.

“Awwww. What’s wrong? Is my silly boy feeling tired?”

“N-no! I’m not!”

“Hmm. Okay! Then I guess my pretty pollen isn’t making your head so dumb.”

Pollen?

In horror Jonah called up his status effect screen. There, throbbing like a wound, written in red letters, was the words POISONED.

“Oh f-fuck,” he gasped.

“Yep!” the plant girl giggled. “My own special blend! To make all those silly boys so dumb for me. Is it working?”

He looked at her, shocked. He hadn’t any antidotes. Already he could see his stamina falling further. Feel the weakness throb through him again. His sword was so heavy. Soon, he wouldn’t be able to lift it. He didn’t have long. He had to win! Fast!

Foregoing caution, Jonah roared and charged the plant girl. His sword swung in silver arcs, slicing through vines that reached for him. His stamina bleeding away. But he was doing it! He was going to get her!

Right until the root suddenly rose, and caught his foot.

Momentum slammed Jonah to the ground, his head ringing from the impact. Breath driven from his lungs.

“Oops!” the plantgirl giggled. “Look at that. You can’t even stand up alone! Here. Let me help.”

Jonah was helpless, only squirming uselessly as the vines wrapped about his legs and arms, hoisting him into the air. His limp fingers tried to clutch his sword to no avail, dragging it an inch before it clattered back to the hard earth.

“There we are,” Rosemary said as he was dangled before her, an inch from those dark lips, her bright eyes taking him in. “Poor boy,” she cooed, her voice dripping with mocking sweetness. “You tried so hard! But you’re far too silly to think you could beat me! Boys are always so confident in how strong they are. Too bad they’re all so weak.”

“N…not… weak…” Jonah gasped.

“Sure you are! Aw, but maybe that big old level makes you feel all strong and brave. Well! We have to do something about that. Time to bring you down to a more… proper level.”

Jonah didn’t understand. Was she going to kill him? If she did, he’d just be revived at the temple in town. He bucked, gasping in surprise as he felt her fingers fiddling with his pants. He gasped as she tugged them down, revealing his throbbing cock. His cheeks reddened, his head spinning from the pollen.

“Mmmm! There it is,” Rosemary giggled. Jonah gasped, hips twitching as she tapped the head of his cock with a sly finger. “All big and twitching! No surprise. After all, boys only ever think with their cocks!”

“B-bitch!” Jonah gasped.

“Now that’s just rude!” Rosemary huffed. “And here I am trying to give you a lesson about adventuring! Oh well. You’re cute, so I’ll let it go. Besides, if I don’t teach you, who will?”

Jonah didn’t understand what she was getting at, and before he could puzzle it out, he saw a new flower rise from her base. It was a large bulb of feather-soft purple petals at the end of a large vine. His eyes slowly widened as it drew nearer to his cock, then slid around it, and began to suck.

“Gnnnn!” Jonah gasped, arching as the flower pulsated around his cock, those soft feathers like dozens of wicked fingers all stroking him at once, running up and down his twitching shaft. “F-fuck!”

“There we go! See? Isn’t that nice?”

“Y-yeah,” Jonah gasped, unable to deny it as the flower sucked and bobbed and stroked around his cock. He moaned, twitching, hung before the plantgirl, helpless as her flower devoured his cock in agonizing tender sucking.

“What a good boy. Aren’t you a good boy for Rosemary?”

“Mnnn! N-not you g-good boy,” he panted.

“Not yet! Not with all those pesky intelligence and willpower stats. But we’ll fix that soon, won’t we?”

“I… ha… I… Mnnnnn!”

His reply died, buried beneath a helpless orgasm that spilled through him. He groaned, shuddering in the grasp of the vines as he came, his cock pumping his seed into the hungry lips of the flower. Draining his cum.

Jonah sagged in the vines, panting. Whimpering, for despite cumming so much it felt like his body was sucked dry, he was still hard, and the flower was still sucking.

Pumping.

Fluttering around his cock.

“What a good boy!” Rosemary giggled, squishing his cheeks in her hands, tilting his head so he looked into her eyes. “Look at that! Cumming so hard for me. You’re doing such a good job!”

Jonah stared into her shining eyes, panting, his head so stuffed with pollen he wasn’t sure what he was seeing. But the image slowly resolved. The number hovering above Rosemary’s head.

12.

Did she gain that by beating him? But he hadn’t been beaten. Had he? Maybe he had. After all, this was surely heaven.

“Ooooh, that’s it,” Rosemary moaned as he began to buck and twitch and thrust into her flower again. “That’s it, baby. Give it to me. Gimme all your silly little stats. Oh yes. Yessss! That’s it. That’s it!”

“Ah. Ah! Mnnnnn!” Jonah cried out, cumming again, his head spinning again as the flower drank every spurt from his silly cock. His head thumping with every pulse of his shaft as she drained him yet again.

There was the softest ding, and above Rosemary’s head, the number changed to 13.

A flicker of movement drew Jonah’s eye, and his head lolled, looking to his status screen still up.

But, his level hadn’t been 7.

It took him a moment to notice the change. Realization slowly trickled in. His eyes widened, looking into hers. “You…”

Rosemary giggled. “Oops! Looks like someone saw their silly level go down. Don’t worry, honey. I’ll use it much better than you. And we gotta teach you proper caution! After all, silly bimbo boys can’t fight someone of such a higher level than him. They’ve gotta start all over and not be so silly next time!”

“I… my… Nnnn!” he moaned as the flower resumed sucking.

“Aw, but,” Rosemary giggled, releasing his cheeks, only to wrap her arms around him and squeeze his head into her luscious green breasts, only his nose and eyes cresting them, forcing him to look into her smirking face, “if my pretty bimbo wants to keep all his silly levels, all he’s gotta do is not cum. Can you do that? Hm?”

Jonah tried to deny her. Tried to resist. But his nose was breathing in the sweet pollen of her skin, smothering him within it, drowning his thoughts in her floral perfume even as his cock was teased and stroked and taken in hungry pulses by the flower. His strength was deserting him, drained away, no match for hers, letting her easily keep him captive against her breasts. Captive in her vines. Captive in her flower that sucked.

Sucked.

Sucked.

“Mmmm!” he moaned as he came again, throbbing, jolting, losing more and more of his hard earned stats. His levels. He was too weak. Too dumb. He never should have come so deep into the dungeon. Challenged this green goddess.

And he’d lost.

And so he must pay the price of everything.

As these truths settled in him, his eyes grew lidded. His hips more eager, his moans turning to whimpers of helpless pleasure. He didn’t have the resistance to her pollen he had before. His strength drained away and into her, leaving him nothing but a puppet for her pleasure. He gave in.

And when he did, it become so very much better.

Rosemary’s eyes brightened as she saw his eyes grow glazed and hazy with pleasured surrender. As he began to rut and moan and whimper more eagerly, surrendering himself to her flower. Cumming with helpless shudders.

“Good boy,” Rosemary cooed. “What a good bimbo. Keep going. You’re being such a good bimbo now.”

He wanted to be a bimbo. He wanted to be good so bad. He gazed into her eyes, adoring, surrendering, panting and gasping as she drank his cum, his every orgasm knocking him down another level. Weakening him further.

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Rosemary moaned as she drank his cock yet again. “Aw, looks like the poor bimbo is all out of levels for me! What a naughty boy.”

Jonah couldn’t answer. His resistance was too weak. His level too low. The pollen of the plantgirl stuffed his mind and senses. Drowned him. All he could do was look at her, moaning and whimpering, his head empty but for lust. Hot lust pumping through his veins even as his cock twitched in the grasp of the flower. He was so weak. So empty.

Rosemary’s smile widened. She pet his hair, making him moan into her breasts. “There we go. Good bimbo! Now you can level up all over again. And maybe even get smarter too! But we know you won’t,” she said. “Silly bimbos never learn! In fact, I think you should dump all your stats into something other than intelligence. I think you should be just the dumbest, silliest adventurer ever! The perfect bimbo for any clever monster girl out there looking to have some fun. Don’t you?”

“Yessssss,” Jonah moaned, desperately humping the flower that stroked him. “Yesssss!”

“Mmm. Good boy! How about a kiss? For good luck?”

Jonah’s lips twitched with an eagerness to taste the flower girl’s lips, and when they did, it was like the world was born anew. His eyes rolled back, his body shuddering as he came a last time into the suckling flower. Surrendered the last of his strength, the last of his will, the last of himself to the hunger of the flower girl.

His status screen dinged, but he didn’t notice. Didn’t see it. Didn’t understand it.

New Status! You are now Monster’s Bimbo! Domination attacks are twice as effective if coming from Female Monsters!

Rosemary giggled, burying him beneath her tits as she kissed and fucked the whimpering bimbo hero. She knew what that dinging sound meant. After all, she was generous. And it would be such a shame if others didn’t get to enjoy such a perfect, dumb, bimbo hero.

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