Sometimes what you want isn't what you need

"What is this place?" Allison asked, staring at…. Well, she wasn't quite sure what she was staring at.

"This is the Sealed Sinner's Prison," the Monster Lord answered. "Until recently, we didn't know what it was. Rumor had it that Ilias reserved this place for souls she wanted to imprison for eternity."

"Why not just use…. I don't know, hell?"

"Ilias does not control a hell, only a heaven," Alice XV patiently explained to the rather uneducated girl who looked just like her daughter. Well, actually, she WAS her daughter, just a variant of her. But as educated and experienced with alternate worlds as the Monster Lord had become, the idea still made her head hurt. "We now know that Ilias' heaven is not the real heaven and Ilias is not a real goddess. But she does have the ability to prevent souls from leaving this world. Since she did not want them in heaven, she kept them here. Although now we know it was only one soul that she kept here. The soul of Heinrich."

"H-Heinrich?!" Allison exclaimed. "Who's Heinrich?"

"I've heard of him," Morrigan said. "There was no Heinrich of any significance on Makai, but I merged with my other self from this world, and on this world Heinrich was the one who slayed a Monster Lord. Black Alice."

"That name doesn't ring a bell either," Allison grumbled.

"Well, we live in a multiverse now," Marcellus pointed out. "And this world alone is an amalgam of three. If you want to rule as Monster Lord someday, you'll need to learn the history of this paradox world, Makai, and Angel World. You can probably get away with not knowing the history of worlds outside of this one, but it would certainly help. I'm sure we'll be seeing more and more cross world contact in the future."

"That sounds really tedious, learning three different histories," Allison groaned. "I didn't even want to take history classes on Makai."

"I was no different, child," the Monster Lord replied. "After all, one cannot eat books. But you have expressed an interest in possibly becoming Monster Lord one day. You have the potential. But you are getting a late start. My daughter knew everything she needed to know when she was half your age. You will have to work very hard now if you wish to make something of yourself."

"Well, I'm ready to be Monster Lord!" Morrigan said happily. "Can you imagine? A succubus Monster Lord?"

"May the Dark God protect us," Alice XV chuckled. "But you are my daughter as well, after a fashion. While the unbirthing process did not complete, your bad morals seem to have been erased and you are a blank slate in that respect. But your morals can wait. What I want to see now is how intellectually agile you are."

"Why does this stuff even matter?" Allison whined. "In the end, don't we just fight it out to be Monster Lord?"

"Everyone who battles for the position is strong," the Monster Lord explained. "The winner is the one who can think. The winner is the one who can call on a variety of strategies to defeat her opponents."

"All right, I can do intellectual," Morrigan said. "So what's the test?"

"The test," the Monster Lord said. "Is a bit of unfinished business from the paradox crisis."

As if on cue, an armored figure appeared and charged at the four of them. Allison screamed and slithered away as fast as she could. Morrigan took to the air. Marcellus drew his sword. The Monster Lord, however, just grinned as the armored figure slammed into a magical barrier and was stopped cold.

Morrigan cautiously landed and Allison returned, once it was obvious the armored figure couldn't get past the barrier and harm them.

"Is… is that… Heinrich?" Allison asked.

"It is indeed," Alice XV replied. "Do not fear. He is aggressive, but he is apparently only truly interested in attacking angels. He will lose interest in us once he realizes none of us have angel blood."

Indeed, Heinrich seemed to have calmed down, but he continued to stare at the group.

"What are we supposed to do for him?" Morrigan asked. "If Ilias sealed him here, the barrier could only be broken by a very powerful spell."

"The spell will not be a problem," the Monster Lord said. "If he wasn't trapped in that armor, breaking the spell would free his soul, so that he could finally know peace. We must find a means of freeing him from this armor. Do either of you have any ideas?"

"The most obvious move would be to destroy the suit," Allison replied. "Do you think we can take him if you let him out?"

"Take him?" Alice XV asked with a smirk. "Probably. But he's already been defeated before, when he was loose. A hero named Nero defeated him in single combat and returned him to this prison. But Nero knew of no way to free him from the suit of armor."

"If he's just a soul and armor, I can't send him to heaven with my body," Morrigan thought aloud. "As a succubus, I don't really have any other ways to kill people."

"If you want to be Monster Lord, my dear succubus, you will have to think of creative ways to deal with opponents who are resistant to pleasure. Even now you would be hard pressed to defeat Allison. She is strong against pleasure attacks, and you are weak against physical attacks."

"I know some dark magic," Morrigan shrugged. "Maybe I can think of a destructive spell that can destroy that suit?"

"Perhaps," the Monster Lord replied. "But that suit is forged of the same material as the legendary sword Angel Halo. It is enchanted, which makes it completely impervious to nonmagical weapons. And Nero used powerful magics and couldn't even dent it."

"Okay, so I give up," Allison said. "What's the answer?"

The Monster Lord pinched her brow in frustration. "This was not that kind of test," Alice XV sighed. "I honestly do not know the answer. That is why it would be all the more impressive if you could come up with an answer. Heinrich is a great hero who sought peace between human and monster and had the courage to turn his sword against the goddess herself when he realized her evil. His soul has been tortured for hundreds of years. He deserves better than this."

"Well, couldn't we get Ilias to free him?" Morrigan asked.

"Ilias is not present on this world," the Monster Lord said.

"I… I could go get her," Marcellus said, raising a hand. "The new dimension she created is adjacent to this one."

"Oh, you can still travel between worlds?" the Monster Lord asked. "I guess that's a silly question. I saw you do it in my very throne room. Alas, Ilias is not a viable solution. According to the book, she was terrified of Heinrich. And although she has changed much as a result of her adventure here, I do not think she would be reliable in the face of this terror. Also, her presence would provoke Heinrich, perhaps make him impossible to subdue long enough for Ilias to cast the proper spell to free him."

"Black Alice then?" Morrigan asked. "I know she didn't seal him in the prison, but she did seal him in the suit, did she not?"

"We believe that may have been the case, yes," Alice XV replied. "Are you suggesting we retrieve Black Alice?"

"She loves him, right?" Allison asked. "And she's at least as powerful as you magically. I don't know if she can free him, but I know that she'd try."

The Monster Lord considered. Ilias definitely had the power, but might not be willing. Ilias was not at the point where she did good just for the sake of doing good. She had people she cared about now, and would do anything for them, but no one present here were close to the mercurial goddess. Black Alice might not have the power, but she too had reformed in a similar manner as Ilias, and she did care about Heinrich a great deal. As Alice XV thought it through further, she came to a realization: assuming that the Goddess of Chaos had put Heinrich's soul in the suit, Alicetroemeria might have memories of doing so, and thus how it was done. That clinched it for the Monster Lord.

"Marcellus," Alice XV said. "Would you know how to get to Alicetroemeria's world?"

"I do," he replied evenly. "And I'll do it, for Heinrich's sake. But let's make one thing clear, Alice. I am not your errand boy."

"Well, then," the Monster Lord replied, taken aback. "I was wondering why you spurned me back in the castle. Do we need to talk about this?"

"There's nothing to talk about. We've both wronged one another. I'm not over what you did to me, and I'm sure you're not over what I did to you."

"Many, many times," Alice XV replied, glaring. "I remember every death. Why snap at me now? We were so civil, even warm, until now. Why are you traveling with me if you hold so much resentment about the past?"

"I have my reasons," Marcellus replied coolly. "Maybe… maybe I want to atone for the wrong I've done you. Maybe I want you to apologize for what you did to me. Or maybe I just have no other adventures in front of me and I want to see if I can do some good with you. Like we did in the old days, on our first journey."

"You seemed to enjoy what I did to you. Every single time."

"Every single time I told you NO! Your magic overwhelming my resistance so that I enjoyed it once you got started does not excuse what you did!"

"Well, I guess now I know why you did what you did later," Alice XV huffed. "You could have at least challenged me on your own, rather than bringing your unsightly friends."

"Had I known you intended to die that day-!"

"Wait, is Luka going to come back and try to slay me when I become Monster Lord because I raped him and tried to eat him?!" Allison asked in horror.

"No, because Luka is the forgiving sort," Alice XV retorted. "A trait he obviously inherited from his mother."

"I'm very forgiving!" Marcellus said hotly. "If someone asks me to forgive them!"

"Fine," Alice XV said with exasperation. "We will talk. Later. For now, our world's greatest hero is still suffering. Will you go retrieve Alicetroemeria?"

"I will," Marcellus said. "Wait here. Try not to unbirth anyone while I'm gone."

Marcellus pressed some buttons on his gauntlet and a portal opened. Glaring at the Monster Lord, he stepped through it and vanished.

"Unbirthing?!" Allison exclaimed. "You didn't-!"

"I only tried once, in a moment of weakness," Alice XV sighed. "Why do you look at me like that?! It's just something I like doing! I wasn't going to do the entire process! I liked Marcellus as he was!"

"I guess that's fair," Allison conceded. "I've done worse. I tried to eat Luka. At least you didn't try to eat Marcellus."

Alice XV looked away, ashamed.

"You… you did try to eat him?!" Allison cried.

"Again, only once," Alice XV said defensively. "it was a-"

"Yeah, moment of weakness," Allison retorted. "But I guess I can't judge you. I only ate men because they seemed to enjoy it so much. What Marcellus said…. About not wanting it but the magic, the pleasure overwhelming him. I thought that made it okay. But I guess it doesn't."

"No, it does not," the Monster Lord sighed. "A lesson it took me time to learn as well. The fact that you seem to have learned is a big step forward on your path to becoming the Monster Lord."

"But we can still rape guys if they want it, right?" Morrigan asked. "Like… if they ask us for it?"

"That's… that's not rape," Alice XV said.

"It's not?"

"No, idiot!" Allison yelled."Rape is when you violate a man without his permission! What did you think rape was?!"

"Oh, I thought rape was taking him however you wanted even after he said he wanted you to violate him," Morrigan replied.

"You mean, like… ignoring his requests?" the Monster Lord asked.

"Yeah, like… a guy wanted me to fuck him to death once, because he was tired of life and wanted to exit this life painlessly. But since it wasn't a fight, I didn't have to agree to his request. So I tail drained him instead. Is that rape?"

"I…. I don't know," Alice XV admitted. "The human concept of consent still confuses me at times."

"So if a guy comes to me and wants me to eat him, I can do that?" Allison asked.

"If… if he genuinely wants to be eaten?" Alice XV asked, now utterly befuddled. "Does that happen?"

"Oh yeah, all the time!" Morrigan laughed. "Some guys are really into it, even if they can only experience it once."

"I…. I guess I don't get out much," Alice XV stammered. "I would say that if a man wants to die, that he needs help."

"Help dying?" Allison asked. "So we CAN eat him? Because I really like eating people."

"No, no! I mean help as in, psychiatric help!" Alice XV exclaimed. "Thoughts of suicide are often passing things. Getting eaten isn't the answer."

"How many people have you eaten, exactly?" Allison asked.

"I'd rather not say," the Monster Lord replied. "But once I realized it was wrong, I quit cold turkey. And I have Marcellus to thank for that. He enabled me to see things from a human perspective. I just… I just wish our journey had ended better. I'm afraid we did not get the happy ending that my daughter and her true love did."

"Tell us the story!" Morrigan exclaimed. "Story! Story! Story!"

"Fine," Alice XV sighed. "I will tell you of how I met Marcellus, how I fell in love, and how…. How it all went wrong. Perhaps my mistakes can help you when you decide to travel with a hero one day."

Tamamo kicked in the door to the massive warehouse that Promestein used as a lab. Sariela had to admire both Tamamo's strength, and her versatility. Not only did she have more hitting power than anyone in heaven short of Ilias herself, she could hold opponents in her tails while fighting. Promestein squirmed and struggled in Tamamo's grasp, but had no hope of breaking free.

"Who the fuck are you?!" Promestein finally yelled once she realized her struggles were hopeless.

"You don't recognize me?" evil Tamamo asked.

"Oh, I recognize you," Promestein growled. "You look like my best friend. But you don't have her eyes. My Tamamo's eyes are filled with mischief and laughter and occasionally compassion. All I see in your eyes is anger, resentment, and not an ounce of compassion whatsoever. So which version of Tamamo are you? I'm guessing one that was never sealed?"

"You are as astute as ever, my dear Promestein," Sariela said.

"And just who the fuck are you?" Promestein growled again, turning to the black clad angel.

"I am Archangel Sariela," the angel replied with a bow. "When you have a chance to read that book, you'll know all about both of us. For now, all you need to know is that we desire your unwilling assistance."

Tamamo plucked the dimensional hopper from Promestein's hard grip with ease and handed it to Sariela. Sariela looked it over.

"So this device can transport us to any dimension we wish to travel to?" Sariela asked.

"If you know where you're going," Promestein answered. "Where are you going?"

"To pay a friend of yours a visit," Tamamo answered. "We have a score to settle with him."

"You don't need to tell everyone our evil plan!" Sariela scolded Tamamo. "I thought you were a genius."

"I am, as I'm about to prove," Tamamo said, snatching the dimensional hopper from Sariela. "Ah, I see. It's a transporter all right, but you have to adjust the dials to five dimensional coordinates. Fortunately, I know exactly where Ilias' new universe is likely to be. We have what we need. Let's roll."

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Sariela asked. "I swear, Tamamo, you are a genius, but you're in too much of a hurry. The Goddess Ilias is now a true goddess. She will be aware of our presence on her world instantly and has the power to obliterate us. So we will need a defense. Hmmm, I bet we can find something in there. Tamamo, would you please open this jar of pickles for me?"

Tamamo kicked the doors to Promestein's main lab open with ease and marched Promestein in with them.Sariela began immediately rifling through boxes on shelves.

"Oh, I love how these are labeled!" Sariela laughed. "Time travel stuff? Dimensional travel bullshit? Space laser doohickey? Semen extraction devices?"

"I need a lot of samples," Promestein said defensively.

"I bet you do," Sariela said slyly, licking her lips, as she tossed aside a squirming, undulating onahole. It ran and hid under Promestein's desk. "But what we're really here for is something that can neutralize a god."

"And why would you think I'd have anything like that?" Promestein asked. "I mean, I'm pretty smart. But killing gods? That's crazy!"

"One would think," Sariela said, continuing to look through the drawers and shelves. "But you see, I've literally read the book on you. You once went so far as to infect the only friend you'd ever had to that point with an STD just so that you could get him to see the threat gods posed to the world."

"No one should have that kind of power!" Promestein shot back. "I only tolerate Luka having it because he doesn't know how to use it very well and has no ambitions to learn! I don't have an anti-god device! Luka was my anti-god device! And now I have another. Wait around a bit, ladies. She may just show up."

"Ah yes, this Emma," Sariela said with a grin. "But let's talk more about you. Infecting your best friend with an STD to get him to do your dirty work for you. Now I am an expert in compliance. In fact, you could stay I've made a career out of forcing people, mostly males, to comply with my wishes. And I am quite the sadist. But even I never thought of infecting one with a disease."

"I did what I had to do," Promestein spat. "he was too naïve. I had to show him how entitled and power hungry they were. Even if it cost me his friendship, which I was sure it would."

"Yes, yes, everyone always underestimates Luka's capacity for forgiveness," Sariela said, tossing aside a small sphere the size of an orange. Black gunk appeared on the wall where it hit. "Biological weapon? My, you like to play with dangerous toys."

"Actually, that's just an experiment with a new kind of lube that went wrong," Promestein said. "I've been trying to artificially create something that feels like a monster but it's one riddle I've never solved. Everything I create feels great, but also wrong somehow. Men try to get away from it when they feel it."

"Dangerous and perverted," Tamamo purred. "I like you, angel."

"You like me, so you'll kill me fast?" Promestein spat.

"I have no quarrel with you, angel," Tamamo replied. "Yet."

"You know, Promestein, I don't judge you for what you did to Luka," Sariela said. "In fact, I'm impressed. Your gambit worked. And your theory about the nature of Luka's power, such outstanding skills of deduction! But you see, I don't believe that you are incapable of designing something to counter a god. Tamamo, please squeeze her until she tells us which of these devices can assist us against Ilias."

"Wait!" Promestein exclaimed. "Look, I don't care what you do to whatever version of Ilias you have a grudge against. But you can torture me all you want, I won't betray Luka… again."

Tamamo began to tighten her tails to find out just how far Promestein was willing to go to protect Luka, but Sariela held up a hand.

"Since I admire you so much, Promestein," Sariela said. "I'm going to keep looking. If you have something here, I will find it. If I do not, then I'm afraid I'll have to make absolutely sure that you do not possess such a device. And TAmamo, from what I've read, is superb at torture. As am I."

Sariela licked Promestein's face. Promestein's initial look of disgust turned into a mask of pain, so overwhelming that she couldn't even scream.

"Wh-?" Promestein gasped, hyperventilating. "What the fuck was that?!"

"A little black magic added to my very powerful sexual magic," Sariela replied, an evil smile on her face. "Now imagine how it would feel if I did that to your genitals."

"Do whatever you want!" Promestein yelled in rage. "I am NOT the person you want as an enemy! If you think I can make a god killing device, you know I could easily whip something up to kill the likes of you! And no matter how much pain you inflict on me, I've done worse to myself in the name of science! So either kill me or get the fuck out of my lab!"

"So much more fire than the Promestein I know," Sariela laughed. "Let's see, what have we here? Another dimensional hopper? So many buttons."

"Television remote, you primitive piece of angel shit!" Promestein raged.

"A likely story," Sariela said, hitting the Power button. The television mounted on the wall came to life. "Huh. I guess that is indeed what it is. Such an interesting invention, this television. Did you invent it? Actually, I don't care."

Sariela turned off the television and tossed the remote aside. And then her eyes found a box.

The box had a picture of Ilias on it, with a circle around her and a line drawn through her picture. The device inside the box was ridiculously simple. It was shaped just like the TV remote, but with only one button.

"We have what we came for!" Sariela said triumphantly. "Tamamo, take us where we want to go!"

Laughing, evil Tamamo roughly dumped Promestein to the ground, grabbed Sariela, activated the dimensional hopper, and they were gone.

Promestein lay on the floor, breathing hard, her face still throbbing from where Sariela had licked it. Recovering herself, she fumbled for her cell phone and dialed Emma.

"Emma!" Promestein yelled when the line was picked up. "Get Ben and get to my lab! Luka's in trouble!"

Hanging up, Promestein frantically grabbed the TV remote, opened it up, and began grabbing spare parts from her boxes. Somehow she'd have to make a quick and dirty dimensional hopper before the end of the day.

Elias wandered through the Forest of Spirits. He wasn't even certain why he was there. This was a gentle place, populated with gentle monsters. Humans were not welcome, but monsters in the area dealt with intruders either by avoidance, if it seemed they might leave quickly, or by raping them and dumping them outside the forest with a smile on their faces. Men who came back repeatedly to get laid were remembered and instructed to wait outside the forest to be invited in, not barge in.

Since Elias was new to this forest, and very intimidating looking, the monsters steered clear. This was true even though he'd entered the forest with no weapon. A journey to the Forest of Spirits didn't require Elias to pretend to be a monster-slaying hero. That would actually be counterproductive in this case.

So why am I here? He thought. For some reason he felt that he wanted something more gentle and peaceful this time. Luka and Alice were on their way to San Ilia, after the "successful" completion of their quest to help Meia the mermaid get married. Luka had been violated twice on that mission, first by Cindy, who he somehow managed to lose to AGAIN, and then rewarded by Meia with a blowjob. The loss to Cindy had required no intervention since Cindy was harmless. Besides, Luka had been taking advantage of Easy Mode and was careless. A loss that he consciously remembered would help him focus, so in that respect Cindy had been very useful. Plus now Luka was cleaner than he'd ever been in his life, which Ilias was sure Meia appreciated when she went down on him.

Perhaps it was the love story that inspired Elias. It had also been inordinately difficult to get eaten. Elias imagined that getting laid in a forest where monsters were quite playful with intruders would be far easier. So a pleasant excursion. Who knows? Elias thought. Maybe the wind spirit herself will come after me. She has very unique ways of pleasuring men.

After an hour of wandering through the forest, a fairy zipped by his ear, laughing. Ah, finally! He thought. Someone has decided to investigate my appearance and determine if I'm dangerous.

Elias looked around, but couldn't find the fairy. Since the monsters in the forest, and especially the wind spirit Sylph, were very sensitive to magic, even so much as reaching out with his divine senses could give him away, so he had to rely on mere eyeballs. Even after experiencing it for months, Ilias had no idea how people managed with only five senses. There was no way to tell where the fairy was-!

Elias yelped in surprise as his pants fell down around his ankles. Before he could figure out the source of this prank, he felt something grab his penis. He looked down to find a fairy hugging it.

"Hey!" Elias exclaimed. "Stop that!"

"Penis! Penis! Penis!" the fairy sang happily. "If I move around a lot and rub my body on it, will the tasty white stuff come out?"

Ugh. Elias hadn't entered the forest with a specific monster in mind, but he knew he had no interest in fairies. They were just too small. While having their little bodies rubbing his penis could be fun, he was more ambitious than that. He'd wanted an elf, perhaps. Elves had the most legendary pussies in the world short of succubi. An elf's vagina was incredible soft, yet tight, and always ridiculously lubricated. Once violated, few men could avoid being enslaved by them. And those the elves let go, which was nearly all of them in the Forest of Spirits, would keep on coming back again and again, forsaking all others.

He was also curious about alraunes. Plant monsters felt unique and alraunes especially had a variety of ways to get men to fertilize their petals. But a fairy… well, that wasn't much better than a hand job.

"I said, get off!" Elias yelled.

Not surprisingly, the fairy had no intention of getting off, sliding her little body along the underside of his penis, even licking it with her tiny tongue, which he barely felt.

Elias quickly looked around. He knew that other fairies might see, but he needed to get this fairy off of his penis one way or another. As surreptitiously as he could, he pressed his finger to the fairy's rump and released the tinest amount of holy energy.

"Yeek!" the fairy cried, flying off holding her rear end. Had any other fairies seen that? If so, Elias could expect a paralyzing arrow in his chest followed by rape by an elf. He'd take that.

But luck was not with him. The forest didn't stir, no arrows flew to embed themselves in his flesh. Even the fairy herself probably didn't know what had hit her. Elias sighed. She knew that Luka didn't actually get raped every hour of every day, but it sure seemed like it sometimes. She'd chosen a handsome, delicious form, precisely to get monsters to attack on sight. Yet except for the fairy, Elias had been in the forest an hour without being attacked. Elias smelled his underarm. Nope, I still smell great, he thought.

Elias heard the flapping of wings. Another fairy? No, the wings were too large, creating a billowing sound rather than the quiet buzzing of fairy wings. He looked around with only his five mortal senses and this time saw his quarry. Perched on a tree behind him was a butterfly girl.

She was absolutely stunning. Butterfly girls weren't the most popular monsters, but it wasn't because of their appearance. They were among the loveliest of the monsters and among insect monsters, the loveliest by far. The reason men avoided them was their unique method of drinking semen. And it was the reason Elias wasn't interested either.

"If you're thinking of attacking me, don't," Elias warned.

"Aw, man! I'm awfully hungry!" the butterfly girl whined. "Don't you like pretty girls? You're not…. One of those guys, are you?"

"One of those g-! No, why would I be here in the forest alone, unarmed, if I was one of those guys! I was just hoping for an elf, or an alraune."

"I get it," the insect said, pouting. "But you seem like a nice guy. Couldn't I just eat a little of your semen? I promise it will feel good."

Elias sighed. The Goddess Ilias was a being full of rationalizations for her own behavior. That hadn't ,and would probably never, change. But the butterfly's plea reminded Elias of why he was supposedly on the surface: to be a just and benevolent goddess and feed her creations.

"Fine," Elias sighed. "I'll tell you what. Go slow. If I'm not comfortable with it and I ask you to stop, you have to stop. You can…. Get my semen some other way. You do have other ways."

"We do," the butterfly girl admitted. "They just aren't as efficient. Tedious, actually. We monsters don't like to work hard for our meals. But since you've been so kind, if you don't like my favorite method I'll use another. But I'm not letting you into my vagina. I'm saving that for marriage."

"A romantic?" Elias asked, nodding his head approvingly. "I admire that. I've come to see the virtues of real love between monster and human. All right, since you seem like a virtuous monster, I'll give you a fair chance to get a meal from me your way."

"Awesome!" the butterfly girl cheered, flitting down from the tree and standing before Elias. She was quite short, standing only four feet tall, but she was even more beautiful close up. Any man into her very unique sexual habits would be very lucky indeed, Elias thought. He wondered if he should play matchmaker again. Ilias could read minds. Why not find a man nearby who loved insect girls and appear to him in a dream and have him enter the forest of spirits? Yeah, that's a good idea, Ilias thought. She's a romantic. I'll fix her up. If she pleases me, that is.

Elias laid on the comfortable grass and removed his pants. He smiled when the butterfly girl's jaw dropped.

"Oh, you're definitely not going anywhere near my vagina with that thing!" she exclaimed. "You'd break me in half!"

The butterfly girl knelt down and inspected the already rock hard monstrosity before her.

"I'm not even sure I can do what I need to do here," she said. "I'll have to stretch to my limits! But I won't lose!"

She placed her soft lips on the head of his penis. Elias braced himself. This would either be very good, very weird, or downright unpleasant. From heaven over the centuries, she'd seen many men violated this way, and their squirming and cries had seemed a mix of ecstasy and alarm.

Elias felt her thin, long insect tongue enter his urethra. The sensation was surprisingly pleasant. As a woman, Ilias found the feeling comparable to having her vagina penetrated by a tongue. Elias relaxed. It still felt a little weird, but waves of pleasure emanated from his groin as the tongue explored deeper.

As promised, she took it slow, and since Elias was huge, it took her several minutes for her tongue to penetrate to his base. The pleasure only grew as her squirming tongue carefully licked the walls of his urethra as it went further and further down.

And then the tongue passed through his tubes and into his scrotum. The sensations changed abruptly. She was eating his semen directly out of his balls! It felt amazing, although well short of an orgasm. It felt more like being on the verge of orgasm for a long period of time but never quite releasing. But the satisfaction of release was still present as she drained his balls of as much semen as she could eat. The feeling of having his balls licked from the inside, while her tongue continued to squirm along the entire length of his penis, was unique and addicting. Elias resolved that he would definitely be back for more of this!

When she'd eaten her fill, she slowly withdrew her tongue, covered in his semen, and swallowed it. Elias looked at his penis. He was grateful that he wasn't actually mortal anymore. His penis had been spread open. While it felt pleasant in the afterglow of her unique oral loving, he knew that it would hurt in the morning. Peepee holes just weren't designed to be spread that far. But that was no problem for the likes of him. He would simply return to heaven and change back to female, divine form. But first, he still wanted to get it on with an elf or alraune. The butterfly girl had left him with plenty of semen to spare, and further, he hadn't actually orgasmed. The night was still young, as they say.

And then the night took a strange turn. The fairy came careening back, colliding with and grasping his penis with her body again, laughing maniacally.

"Hey! I told you to stop messing with my dick!" Elias shouted.

"It's so big!" the fairy laughed. "Ooh, look how big butterfly sis made the hole!"

Elias yelped as the fairy abruptly climbed into his urethra. What he felt was the mix of pleasure and pain he'd feared as she crawled down his penis, his penis bulging due to her small body, but it was larger than the butterfly girl's tongue.

The butterfly girl flew away in surprise and alarm, expecting the man she'd just pleasured to be far more docile due to partial critical ecstasy. Elias jumped around and grabbed the base of his penis to try to prevent the fairy from getting in any further. Elias cried out in pain as she did something inside him that felt almost like biting. He let go and she slipped past the base of his penis, moving through his tubes like a kidney stone.

He considered changing back to female form. But that would put the fairy at risk of injury or worse. Wait! Elias thought. Why do I care! She's hurting me! But Elias found to his alarm that he did care. She just wanted a meal. Perhaps she'd exit once she'd fed as the butterfly girl had.

His thoughts were confirmed when he felt her little tongue licking his balls from the inside. Such a strange, but pleasurable feeling, he thought. At least the worst was over. He laid back down and enjoyed her feeding, waiting for her to get full and begin making her way out.

The pleasant, nearly orgasmic but not quite licking ceased, and he began to feel her moving back out towards the exit at the tip of his penis. And then she stopped. Why did she stop!? Elias wondered. He felt her start squirming and struggling. Oh no! Is she stuck!?

Elias howled in frustration, fearing that he'd have to return to heaven and whip up some kind of magic to free the fairy without harming her. But his cries had attracted attention.

She was the loveliest elf he'd ever seen, and he'd seen a lot, at least from heaven. She stood about five feet tall, with blonde hair that could make even Ilias herself envious. Her body wasn't very curvy, which was normal for elves, but her legs looked incredibly fetching, the kind of legs a man would love to have wrapped around him while they copulated.

"Are you okay, mister?" the elf asked.

"Um…. I'm fine," Elias said, flashing her one of his winning smiles. It had the desired effect, as the elf returned the smile with a dazzling one of her own.

"So, did you come here to be pleasured?" the elf asked.

"I love monsters, so I came to feed them," Elias said. "I consider it my duty as a true hero, blessed with incredibly nutritious and tasty semen, to share my gift with… you."

The elf giggled shyly. "You'll have to forgive me, I'm a little inexperienced. And a man like you… I bet you've fed many, many monsters."

"Just doing my job, my dear," Elias said proudly. "I'm just glad I could be here for you, today."

Elias reached out, grasped her little hand, and kissed it. The elf giggled again. Elias understood why she was inexperienced. Elves were vulnerable to being corrupted by sex. Therefore, elven culture generally mandated that elven women be old and responsible enough to have it in moderation. It wasn't that elves couldn't feed as much as they wanted to. They just had to be careful of experiencing too much sexual pleasure themselves. Elves were very weak to pleasure and found it addicting. Thus, the large number of dark elves who had succumbed to their temptations.

Elias released her hand, but she held on, lowering herself to the ground and pulling Elias gently down with her.

"Since you're more experienced, I'll let you take control," the elf said. "Feed me lots of semen, true hero. And don't worry about pleasing me too much. I very rarely do this."

Elias nodded, smiled, and gently parted her legs. She wasn't naked, but she had no undergarments on, giving him easy access to her already moist pussy. Elves didn't require foreplay, in fact they usually didn't want it lest they fall into darkness. Elias was more than happy to just get to the good part, especially since he was horny from the butterfly and fairy's pleasuring.

Since she was small and he was large, he entered her gently, only penetrating a few inches. She moaned happily and reveled in his gentle touch. Elias briefly marveled at his skills as a lover. He'd never cared much how the other person felt before. So many new experiences!

Elias briefly considered shrinking his penis to a more reasonable size so that he could safely copulate with abandon. But with the fairy inside of him, he realized that shrinking himself could smother her to death. She was still occasionally moving around, trying to shift position to better escape. Well, he was going to help her escape, all right.

The elf girl was thoroughly enjoying his gentle lovemaking, but after fifteen minutes her mood abruptly changed. She stared into Elias's eyes, her eyes turning pitch dark.

"Fuck me! I don't care if it hurts! Just fuck me, true hero! I want all of it! Empty your semen into me, directly into my second stomach!"

That was all Elias needed to hear. She gasped as he pushed all the way inside her. He was sure he'd gone right through her uterus and into her second stomach. She'd have some pain in the morning for sure, but if this was what she wanted….

Elias pounded away at her, thrusting deeply with each stroke. Her eyes, now returned to their normal hue, rolled back, her nails biting into his powerful back as he put his all into pleasing her. She was truly inexperienced. She laid there, barely moving. But it didn't matter. Between her magic and her legendary elven pussy and her beauty, he was more than satisfied.

At first, he feared that his ejaculation would simply get backed up behind the fairy. At first, that seemed to be happening. But Elias had designed his penis to be a cannon. Rather than a couple of strong spurts and a few weaker ones, the muscular contractions only grew more powerful with each wave of pleasure. The fairy didn't move through the first two. The third budged her a couple of inches. And then the fourth….

Elias pulled out, leaving only a few inches still inside the elf. He didn't want the fairy shooting into her stomach. But he wasn't going to let her ruin his orgasm either by forcing him to pull out entirely. Served her right, to get shot from one genital into another.

The elf gasped in surprise when she felt something solid shoot into her. But she was also in mid-orgasm, overwhelmed by Elias' lovemaking and the incredible feeling of his fresh, nutritious semen invading her like a tidal wave. She would worry about what was surfing on that tidal wave later.

Elias rolled off of the elf, exhausted. Critical ecstasy washed over him. The elf girl looked even worse. She seemed as if she might pass out any second. At least until she felt the squirming.

"What the-?" she cried, sitting up abruptly. "I thought I felt something weird! What did you do to me?!"

"Um…. Sorry?" Elias said, and vanished.

The fairy's head popped out of her. "I'm sorry too?" the fairy said.

"Again?!" the elf yelled. "I swear, if you don't stop doing that to me, I'll pluck your wings! Now get out! Out!"

Screaming in terror, but laughing at the same time, the little fairy flew away. Knowing that of course she would do it again.