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CASTLEBABES

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This story is, obviously, a parody of Castlevania built entirely with original characters. The main plot is that our hero, a young samurai boy, is forced to travel a castle filled with monster women and girls of all shapes and sizes wanting a piece of him in more ways than one. There will be fight scenes, sex scenes, and something resembling a plot. I hope you enjoy it.

WARNING: There are scenes with under-aged monster girls, and our protagonist is a twelve year old getting it on with a few BBWs, muscular anthros/monsters, and some incest between the monster women. If you don't like it then do not read it. Also, some descriptions will be given in detail later, mainly that of three girls who aren't that deeply described but as the story advances those descriptions will be fleshed out.

With that out of the way, here are our two main characters:

Our hero : Naito Kaminari, a shota samurai with the blood of a human and a devil, the latter from his mother. He wants to become a real man. He also holds back a lot, even when fighting very dangerous enemies. Deep down he only wants to be what many could consider a stereotypical hero: never harming others needlessly, trying always to be polite, and being respectful of others. That kind of backfires on him, but as the story progresses he'll enjoy himself.

His goal : Cula Draconier, the vampire loli that controls the castle and has a thing for female monsters. She is playful, ruthless, quite protective of her harem of monster girls, and yet respects Naito the more she sees of him fighting. She only desires to live a peaceful existence, but monster hunters after her head and/or wealth make that too troublesome. However, Naito proves interesting for her the more he fights, even if he sleeps with her bisexual lovers.

-CASTLEBABES-

"So, this is where my journey really starts."

Atop a small hill, a lone boy could've asked himself a simple question as he groaned at his current situation, but stood tall. The boy, however, was no normal boy. Despite being twelve, fit, and all around cute and quite capable of turning some heads from the fairer sex, even those of women twice his age, he wasn't very childish or frail. He was a man in his own eyes, or rather someone who had to be a real man.

The kid had golden hair that spiked up like a broom, usually earning him jokes that ended with him punching heavyweight fighters through a wall effortlessly, and a pair of deep blue eyes. His body was lean and while packing no muscle but carrying a girly rear, it was far stronger and faster than anyone would think. His face was bizarre, it was cute like any young boy, with a few girly features, but his eyes were so sharp that he seemed to be in an ever permanently bad mood. However, he had a small smile on his face as he wiped his weapon clean. His outfit consisted of a dark orange gi with a red flower symbol on his back, red hakama pants with the legs inside black greaves with a golden lining, and a black belt to carry around a katana and a wakizashi both of simple design.

"I won't rest until I've taken all of you down! I swear it on my honor!" Yes, he was a samurai.

All around the boy small imps were taking heavy hits from his swords, crying as he swung both swords out and danced around them with an insanely mastered ease. He easily swung both blades as one or as two separate weapons at once, making the imps yelp when he broke their wooden clubs and shields. As he did so, he failed to notice that the imps had very girly figures and wore funidoshis that, when moving right, would show the petals and pearl hidden tightly on the small piece of clothing.

One of the imps cried, the kid's sword forcing the creature's back on the ground as he had it inches from the imp's throat, "Where's your mistress? I have heard that she has terrorized this land, and I won't rest until I've defeated her."

The imp glared, "Why would I tell such a thing to a mere human boy?! If you're going to kill me, do so now! Because if you don't, we will have our fun with your body if the mistress is bored enough of you to not drain your blood." She meant it, she and her sisters wanted to have fun with the young samurai, preferably by riding his face, tool, hands, and even hump his abs and legs.

The boy growled and raised his sword, but the imp had been about to close her eyes, she was shocked when he wiped his sword off any remains of the wooden weapons he had been destroying and sheathed the blades, "Don't think of me as some heartless swordsman. I'm going to become a real man by being greater than others, not by drawing the blood of the innocent."

The imp girl cackled, "You think I'm innocent?!" she laughed, her little hairless blue body trembling and jiggling, her large bald head glistened with the sweat from her laughter and her small horns even shivered as her sharp yellow and red eyes were focused on the samurai, "You have no idea what I and all of us who follow the mistress have done before arriving here. You have no right to judge us."

The boy nodded, "That's why I won't strike you. But believe me, if you give me one good reason to do so, my mercy will be to finish our next encounter by actually striking you. So I humbly request...do not force such a thing, please." He said coldly and left the imp girls alone to approach the end of the road at the hill, to where a large set of stairs gave way to a massive castle with an impressive gothic structure and a darkness that eclipsed the shadows themselves, with a full moon shining down on it, its wane light barely moving aside a black mist surrounded the halls and surroundings.

Deep in the castle, a different scene was going on. A young little girl of ten, boringly staring at several men in the middle of a massive and glorious throne room, sat boringly at her throne with one hand keeping her head up with her elbow resting on one of the throne's arms. The room had a long red carpet that lead to the stairs where the throne rested, several pillows around it where young girls, some of them not even reaching puberty and others having been greatly blessed by it, rested and stared at their mistress in adoration. The girls were all naked, with collars around their necks, and serving the girl fine wine in an expensive crystal wineglass.

The girl in question had extremely pale skin, a dangerous shade of blue rather, blood red eyes that shone with unholy power, pitch black lips, long and sharp black nails, and long black hair. Her hair was nicely cut, with her bangs evenly cut over her eyebrows in a perfect horizontal line parallel to the ground, while the rest of her hair was pulled into a long regal ponytail in a gold ring shaped like a bat. Her attire consisted on a simple piece of cloth, a long dress with detached sleeves, with a slit in between her chest to show her bellybutton and letting part of her dark blue nips show slightly. She was barefoot, having no need for shoes with her long nails, and had a smug look on a very tomboyish face. And yet, despite being very young, her rear was small yet perky enough to compete with any grown woman, and while she had a washboard chest she made it look good with the way her stomach curved with it. Her thighs were also plump and nice, as well as soft and even cream-like.

But what one would pay more attention to were the sharp fangs poking from her top lip and biting down on a dark priest's neck, instantly mummifying the man and leaving a dry carcass left once she had her fill. She licked her pitch black lips and looked at the other warriors who come to challenge her, all human men, before her with a bored stare.

"Is there a point in these challenges? No man has a heart and soul pure enough to face me, let alone make a decent meal." She asked the men.

"You're not even worthy of mentioning a heart or a soul, you vile vampire!" a knight shouted, aiming a broadsword at her. "Your head will be ours, and so will your wealth and castle! We were born to be nobles, and we shall become a branch of royalty with your death!"

The girl casually waved her hand, creating a fireball that shot from her palm to the knight. The armored man cried in agony as the flames melted his armor and devoured his body, turning him into ashes. "Tiresome fools," she sighed and looked at the other men still too terrified to come at her.

One of her servants, who had cat ears and dual cat tails, spoke up, "Mistress Cula, we've heard of a boy coming to our castle."

Said dark young mistress turned slightly, "Another fool to be the imps' plaything, then."

Another girl, this one covered in dark black fur and with a wolf's head and tail, shook her canine head, "No, Mistress, this boy... I've heard that he's defeated the imps, all by himself."

The ruler of the castle raised a brow, "Surely you mean he snuck past them. That's the only way we get challengers here."

A girl with silver hair in a mop, eight purely red eyes, and a spider's body from the waist down, shook her head, "Mistress, this boy defeated them, and let them leave, proclaiming he wanted to be a real man and that he wished to face you."

Cula closed her red eyes, deep in thought, "What is... his name?"

The wolf girl spoke up, "I believe it was Naito."

The arachne nodded, "He's from the east."

The neko girl said, "He's a samurai."

Cula looked at the skies... and smirked, "He sounds... interesting. I hope he proves challenging unlike these losers."

The men started to backpedal when the vampiress stepped forward, and before even crying in horror, she raised a single delicate hand, with that simple gesture more fireballs shot forward and fried them to ashes. The monster girls felt their love tunnels drip at the sight of their mistress' power, and the smirk she had from her own lust not for power but for a challenge.

-CASTLEBABES-

"You again?" Naito growled as he found himself facing a squad of very familiar blue imp girls in funidoshis. Only...there was one major difference from their last encounter, namely that the girls had large confident grins on their faces, and their steel shields and maces were raised with far more confidence.

The first thing he did when he entered the castle was find these girls in the middle of the lobby, and with the light of the torches on the walls and the large and majestic candelabra on the ceiling, he could see them better. The first thing he noted was the size difference, their chins reached his waist. Their blue skin glistened in the light and showed their womanly if still underdeveloped figures, their hard dark blue nips had grown erect from the rush of their fight before, and they carried a thin layer of sweat from their defeat at the young samurai's hand. Their bald heads showed a large and round skull that carried their brains inside, hidden by a thick bone layer and with small black horns on their foreheads. Naito also noticed a strange smell on them, which their loincloths hid thanks to the cloth before their dripping womanhoods.

The leader aimed her mace at the young samurai, "It'll be different this time, Sword Boy! Let's get him, girls!"

Naito watched as the imp girls rushed at him, but paid more attention to the rushing sound at his right. In one single leap, he flipped in the air and landed away from the large steel club with small steel balls attached to the sides. He looked at the owner, finding her to be odd. She was a girl, was a head and half taller than him but looked even younger, had a very muscular body that was built firmly, yet also possess a lean complexion that accentuated her curves. Her body was covered in white fur with black spots. She had a cow's tail, hooves for feet, two horns at the sides of her head, a ring on her nose, and a large grin. Her head was humanoid, but she possessed long fangs and an even longer tongue that hung out and nearly reached her chest, along a cute pair of cow ears. She was also naked, covered only by a purple cloth wrapped around womanly hips like a skirt, and with large puffy nips with large areolas on breasts that were definitely twice the size of the kid's head.

The imp girl leader groaned, "Muriel, you were supposed to attack him while we distracted him, not sooner!"

The cow girl, more like a Minotaur but still a cow, looked confused at the small creatures. "But Mistress Cula say Muriel smash intruders when Muriel see intruders."

Naito had a coat of sweat building on the back of his head, "I feel for you, Minotaur girl, you could, or rather should be more than a guard."

Said Minotaur blushed, holding her reddening pink cheeks as her club fell down. "Sword boy just say that. Muriel is best guard. Nothing else Muriel want to be." She then grabbed her club and slung it singlehandedly on her shoulder, letting Naito see it was bigger than him and most definitely several times his weight. He knew that a hit from that thing would mean lights out or even death for far bigger and more experienced soldiers, so he rolled out of its way as the heavy club sunk into the ground when she swung it down. Muriel didn't bat an eye as she raised it from the small crater and swung it in an arc. But Naito ducked... and the poor imp girls were smashed to the wall.

"Muriel, you dummy!" the captain imp cried before she and her sisters passed out. Luckily their bodies were stronger than it seemed, thanks to their mistress' training in the dungeons.

Then, Naito watched something that shocked him, the Minotaur started to tear up, "Muriel... Muriel... IS SOOOORRRRYYY!" She let her club fall down and started to cry hard, waterfalls of tears falling into the room and creating a puddle that reached the samurai's feet.

Needless to say, he felt bad, "Hey, Muriel, umm... Don't feel bad. I mean, I ducked, so it's my fault."

The minotaur raised her head, and stared at him, "Sword Boy... made Muriel hurt Mika and her little sisters!" she grabbed her club and swung it at the samurai, who cried and ducked under it, only to have the minotaur grab him by the neck in an instant. He choked, making her stare harshly at him with big and once innocent blue eyes, "Muriel crush Sword Boy!"

Naito gasped but an idea came to his mind, he raised his hands, and slammed his palms on the sides of the cow girl's head. Muriel gasped and let him go, giving him the chance to land half-harmoniously on the ground and jump at her, ramming his head on her muscular gut and feel the thickness of her six pack abs. Muriel gasped but growled then, and grabbed Naito once again for a bear-hug, crushing his face against her massive and rather cute and firm chest udders. Naito groaned as he felt his ribs crying in pain, and acted more out of instinct than anything... He bit her nearest nip. Muriel's eyes went blank, rolling to the back of her head with the lightning of sensations from the bite rushing to her body, weakening her knees to make her fall on them and with her fat but muscular plot acting as her cushion on the floor.

Naito bit harder, and the Minotaur let out a rather... pleased moo. He raised a brow, and bit slightly harder, and sure enough, Muriel moaned in her own cow way. He groaned as she applied pressure again to her hug, pressing him tighter on her chest, so he attacked again. This time, he put her other nip in his mouth, and sucked the entire pink and puffy areola into his lips. Muriel's grip loosened, but Naito felt her hands go to his head, so he sucked her nip harder, this time flicking the hardening nub with his tongue. She panted and held his head, but her hug remained strong with her muscular arms keeping them locked in place.

He felt bad for fighting her like this, but he needed to escape. He could feel his third sword tightening his pants as it rubbed on her hard abs. Muriel seemed to notice this as her confused but pleased half-lidded innocent eyes turned to him. She had her mouth opened to let out steams of breath from her hard panting. Her warm breath did feel nice however... Her long tongue was out and lapping at his cheek due to how it was just hanging there, slack like her jaw. He then felt Muriel's tail wrap itself around his waist to press them even closer, and the dumb but still cute Minotaur stared at him with a look that he hadn't seen in any other woman but his mother when she stared at her father on the nights they told him to train until the morning in the forest. His father had given him quite the mighty sword, not the weapons he had, but the one that was tickling Muriel's abs. His mother, a beautiful geisha, had been more than pleased by it.

Now, here he was, at the mercy of this Minotaur girl, with a hard tool, and her arousal getting to him. He sucked harder, and she moaned louder. Muriel pushed him to the ground, pinned him down with her hands, and rushed to strip him. She threw aside his robes, leaving him only with his boots and his hakama down to his knees, and a large tool exposed that dwarfed any man that any monster girl had even seen at the castle. She licked her lips and straddled him. Naito grunted as the Minotaur girl crushed him down with one hand, while her fat plot hovered over his tool. Her other hand gripped his tool and guided it to her womanhood. Despite being dumber than a rock, she knew of sex thanks to her mistress, and boy did she enjoy it.

This was a battle he didn't expect, but one he wouldn't lose. His fingers sunk deeper into her bottom, and Muriel felt his arousal as she pressed it to her slit. Just having the tip press on her flesh petals made her moo so loudly she seemed to roar, her voice echoing in the whole castle as she engulfed the flesh stick. Naito gritted his teeth as she lowered herself, the pressure of her walls crushed him while pushing him deeper into her core. He opened his mouth to pant, but soon found her long tongue invading it, coiling around his smaller and nimbler oral muscle.

They kissed, her muzzle took nearly half of his face into her mouth, and her nose breathed hotly into his skin. Naito felt her large cow tongue lap at his mouth, so he opened his lips to let in her larger oral muscle. She energetically licked his face, lapping at it with a feverish desire. Naito for his part was amazed at her frenzy when kissing her, but that didn't stop him from battling her tongue with his, their appendages dancing inside of her maw to taste more and more of each other. Naito's tool was pressing on her slick slit, the mushroom tip was probing her fleshy petals, causing a wet sucking noise to ring in her ears as he caressed and teased her tight entrance. It was when Naito's rod slithered into her womb that Muriel grabbed his back, and soon her nails started to draw blood from her enemy's back. He hissed into the kiss, making her let herself go the more and more his tool filled her to the brim.

All the while, Naito felt like he was in the Heavens with the way Muriel's womanhood crushed his manhood in such a pleasant way. Her walls loosened ever so slightly while keeping a firm grip on his maleness and then gripped him harder to pull him further inside so he hit her core. Naito could have released his seed there and then, but he, as a boy who wanted to be a true man, wouldn't give up that easy even in this bizarre battle. He thrust harder and deeper into Muriel, getting a moaned moo from her.

She pulled back to moo louder in bliss as, with one strong push, he inserted his every inch of thick meat into her womb. His mushroom had already entered her honeypot and was pressing on her walls. The guard girl's eyes rolled to the back of her head in delight, her tongue was out and hanging from the side of her mouth as she panted like the beast in heat that she was. Naito moaned pleasntly and let her adjust to his thickness, snuggling into her chest. Muriel looked at this and smiled softly as he rubbed his face in her fur and, more importantly, her nips. She swished her tail when his cheeks brushed against her hard tips, and that caused her juices to drip down, coating his tool all the way to his ballsack until it dripped down into the floor. Naito looked at his lustful enemy with a tired but pleased that she replied to with an embarrassed smile.

"Sword Boy," she pulled his face closer to hers, "You feel good in Muriel."

He panted, "You feel... amazing..."

He gripped her cheeks tighter and pulled out, leaving only his mushroom inside before shoving himself all the way in one go. His balls slapped her furry backside, and the wet meaty slap of their flesh meeting echoed all over the room. They panted from bliss, and returned to their feverish lip-locking with Naito happily pleasing her. He groped her asscheeks tighter, pulled her up, and let himself fall on his back with the minotaur straddling his waist with her hands on his thin chest and her eyes staring down at his.

"I owe you for the pain I caused you." He said with a pleased moan.

His opponent grinned and put a furry finger to his lips while her other hand caressed his pecs and abs, "Muriel like Sword Boy." she found a good place to put her hands on his chest, and lifted up her plump bum. The moment she slapped her buttocks on his groin, she mooed at the feeling of his ballsack bouncing to smack her thick and soft cheeks, the way his skin rubbed with her groin fur, and the feeling of power of having her enemy letting her have control over him as she milked him for all he was worth.

It wasn't long before both worked their way to release, and with a grunt and another moo, Naito released into Muriel to coat her walls white while the cow girl splashed his groin with her femcum before riding the wonderful warmth covering her insides. The poor guard fell on her opponent's chest, snuggling happily into his warm skin and rubbing her nose on his neck to take in his scent.

But then she was pushed down on her back, with Naito pulling her legs over his shoulders and his eyes staring at him, "I'm not sure what I'm doing... But I like this too, Muriel." He said and soon their mating started again.

-CASTLEBABES-

After a long ritual of love-marking... "Ugh... I can't believe I actually lost my focus and control like that. But it did feel... good..."

Naito stumbled through the halls of the castle with his pelvis sore, his thighs abused and bruised, and his clothes hurriedly put together. His orange gi and red hakama had wrinkles, and the right leg was out of the greave while the left had a damp spot from the minotaur girl's love making. It had only been because he had taken charge and attacked back that she passed out, which meant that he shoved his manhood all the way to her core and spraying her womb with his gooey seed. The cow girl's eyes rolled to the back of her head and she fell flat on her back and glorious muscular backside.

He gave a sigh and rested on the floor with his back on a wall, looking at the dark portraits in an attempt to kill time and recover his breath. The tiresome part of what he did was that he got into it. He remembered the way his hands would snake up and fondle those massive furry silky udders. The way her tail wrapped around him pushed him deeper into her, and he was helped when she locked her legs around his waist and gave herself willingly to him. If he thought about it, an embarrassed thought crossed his mind: he had been quite... dominant. The cow girl melted when he groped her fat plot. He even slapped her white and black asscheeks to get a nice red tint to them. And he had pulled her legs above his shoulders to drive himself deeper into the minotaur girl until she cried her bliss and they released, with him collapsing on her to catch some of his breath and the horned girl falling unconscious from the pleasure overload.

As he rested, someone watched him with red on her undead blue cheeks. "Mistress, he..." the werewolf girl started with a gulp. They looked at the boy through a crystal ball in the vampire girl's hands.

The vampiress growled, her ears becoming sharper and longer like a bat's, and her dress shivering, taking a more leathery yet still furry form like that of bat wings. "He dared mate Muriel, and that is my right. To think this samurai boy would fight using such methods... I don't know what to say. Sorry girls, I don't have a plan on how to deal with such a bizarre warrior." She said, and as she showed parts of her true form, soon her three best servants held her close to their bodies, hugging her and comforting her in their arms.

The nekomata's tails stood on end as she sniffed her mistress' small chest, "Mistress Cula, let us at him! We won't let that pervert come here and defile you!"

The werewolf nodded and breathed hotly into her mistress' ear. "For your honor and our own, we will fight him with all our might for you."

The arachne chuckled, "We shall not fail, Mistress. For your sake and the image of this castle, his blood will be yours." She said while playing with her mistress' hair.

Cula nodded, "Fine, but we must be cautious. This boy didn't purposely harm Muriel or truly attempt to hurt her in their fight, but he is not to be underestimated. Send in the others, they shall tire him out and get their fill out of this male whether they win or lose if he's really not capable of harming us unless out of his principles. When he is brought to me, I shall rightfully deal with him." She held her servants closer with a smirk. The girls nodded and gave the orders needed to enjoy some time with their dark mistress.

Naito for his part raised a brow when he found himself in the middle of yet a large dining hall, with a massive table that was just a foot and half from the ground, cushions around it acting as seats, and no-one around him. What he did find intriguing was the smell of beef perfectly roasted in the middle of the table, the succulent pastries scattered around, and some fine wine lying there too.

He sighed, "Well, a samurai needs to eat, even if it's in enemy territory." the blond moved to the feast and started to eat. Having found no trace of venom in the meal, he continued to dig in until he was completely stuffed, and the table was empty. A delightful breath escaped him, his arms crossed in deep meditation, "I know I should feel bad for taking someone else's food, but the way here and that minotaur girl exhausted me. I do need to fight the mistress of this house so... I guess I'll see if she can excuse this. I mean, I am supposed to defeat her, but as a samurai, I should be held responsible for my actions." He nodded to himself and prepared to leave, only for the opening door to shock him.

"Okay girls, we may have lost to that Sword Boy, but next time we meet him, we'll be full of energy with our... feast...?" Naito chuckled sheepishly when the cute imp girls stood before him, all of them recently having gotten up from their last beating, and feeling quite hungry. Thus, to find Naito in the middle of their dining room with the food gone didn't take long to make them snap. "First you use your trickery on Muriel, and now eat our food! You die tonight, Sword Boy!"

They all grabbed their maces and raced at the blond samurai, who quickly unsheathed his swords and rushed against them for another clash. The result... had been the same as before. Five minutes later and all the blue imp girls had been handed their pert small butts to themselves with their weapons broken and Naito standing tall and proud.

He sighed, "Will you just give up?"

The leader stared at him, and her amber eyes with their red irises stared at him in a way that made him flinch: there were tears threatening to fall, "Y-You dummy! You don't have the right to beat us like this! We've defeated countless soldiers and great knights, so how do you win?!"

And, to his shock, the other imp girls sat up and started to cry. Naito's heart felt like it had been stabbed, "H-hey! Please do not cry! I'm not trying to hurt you or do anything bad to you!"

The leader bawled, her tears and her sisters' flooding the floor, "Liar! You've humiliated us several times and even ate our food! Now the mistress will be disappointed in us! It's not fair! Not fair at all! How can a human be so strong?!"

Naito rubbed the back of his head, "Well, I just trained hard since I could stand, and I can't say I'm normal to begin with... Maybe you could train hard too and defeat me some day."

The leader and her sisters stopped crying slowly, "You mean it...?" she asked between sniffles.

He nodded, "Sure, anyone can defeat everyone with the right dedication. Even I'm not invincible, so next time we meet, you could beat me." he kneeled before her and patted her blue shoulder, making a jolt of warmth and electricity shoot through her smaller and now very hormonal body, "So don't cry, it doesn't suit a girl who fights. I'll feel bad if I know I made someone cute cry."

She and her sisters blushed, "You... think we're cute?"

He nodded, "Yeah... Umm... Mika, right? I think that's what Muriel called you."

The imp girls felt their hearts flutter, and Mika spoke up, "Y-Yeah... Um... We... would like you to... repay us the food."

He raised a brow, "How? I only have a few pieces of gold, I don't think it'd cover the money for the feast." Mika and her sisters got up... and took off their funidoshis, letting their loincloths fall to the ground and getting Naito to gasp, "You're... kidding, right?" They shook their heads and glomped him.

Mika grinned on top of him, her face still flushed even if her smile was rather sinister, "You're the first male to be this nice to us... so we will have lots of fun with your body, whether you like it or not..."

Naito groaned, tried to grunt out a miserable plea against being disrobed, but in the end the blue imp girls started to get feistier on him. Before long the samurai was naked like the small girls. He admired their blue bodies and their still undeveloped features with their slight curves giving them a very cute and now sensual appearance. Their tiny slits were barely bigger than his pinky, with a dark blue shade and a cute pearl on top of the floppy flesh petals. He swallowed hard as they kept him down in their aroused mode and attacked.

Their leader, Mika, claimed his lips in her tiny mouth. He could feel her sharp teeth brush against his lips, as well as the softness of her skin. She hugged his head and ran her hands on his broom-like hair, feeling its tingling warmth. Naito groaned when she forced her tongue into his mouth. It was long and forked for a small girl like her, very lizard-like but with a human texture. The forked end tickled his lips and had him gasp, letting her lick his tongue with hers. Mika mewled into their heated and forceful kiss and Naito just reacted out of instinct, his right hand moved up and held her large head, his thumb brushing one of her horns while her skin felt wonderfully smooth just on his fingers. She moaned at the attention into the kiss.

The other imp girls had his limbs pinned down, and he could feel their slits rubbing on his arms and thighs. The moist texture combined with their silky warmth and the tickling sensation of their hardening pearls made him grunt into the kiss which made Mika smirk. Her long tongue coiled around his smaller and nimbler one like a snake, she squeezed his oral muscle and pulled it into her mouth. Naito's eyes widened as he looked at his stretched tongue being sucked on by the excited imp girl's lips. Mika bobbed her large head up and down despite him trying to hold her close. Soon the imp on his right arm grabbed his hand and moved it down. He watched this imp girl move his fingers to her snatch and insert them in her body. The samurai cringed at the strange but not entirely unwelcomed warm and slick honey covering his fingers. His digits alone stretched the girl like a meat rod of the males of her species, making her gasp in pleasure. Meanwhile, his other hand was forced to pump its fingers into another imp girl, who grabbed his thumb with both hands and had him move said finger to caress her clit. Seeing this caused the imp girls humping his legs to drag their slits harder and longer, drenching his legs in their nectar.

But what called his attention was to see the girls stretch their tongues to the nearest one, and coil them, wrapping their oral muscles in midair French kisses. He knew his rod had to be at full mast now, and Mika noticed. She pulled back and grinned at him, her tongue still holding his in a tight coil. But even then, she could speak normally thanks to the mastery of having such a large oral appendage.

"You like it, Sword Boy? Well, you'll love us more soon." She said as her tiny hand barely covered the mushroom atop his flesh stick. She was amazed at the sheer size, easily dwarfing even a minotaur's rod. The other girls grinned eagerly at the sight and how their leader's hand got coated in the precum leaking out. They all moved their hands to his rod and Naito cringed again when they started to pump it up and down with their tiny but warm and smooth digits. One imp girl hand was barely capable of holding a side of his dick, and thus the four humping his limbs moved down when their leader reclaimed his mouth in her lips.

Naito cried into Mika's dominant kiss while her sisters coiled their tongues around his tool. The way the slick and salivating oral muscles wrapped themselves in a spiral around his shaft made him tense and buck his hips up. They didn't let any bit of his skin go free without their tongues tangoing with the other imp girls' and locking his tool shut. And as two forked tips flicked at his urethra to get a nice taste of his juices, another duo of pointy tips started to tease his ballsack. He grunted as they playfully cradled his sack with just their tongue.

And then, he had just snapped. His eyes opened wide in an instant, shocking Mika for a second, and he had set himself free. The other four imp girls recoiled their tongues as Naito stood up and grabbed Mika in his arms, holding her up. The imp girl trembled in the presence of his gaze. His eyes weren't fully human, they were animalistic, predatory, and, what made her shiver in a way she didn't find uncomfortable but rather... exciting, she could see his eyes had turned into those of a dominant man. She felt her yellow and red eyes become half-lidded, her red irises in her amber pools drowning in his blue orbs that commanded her obedience. And those eyes' first orders were for her to spread her legs. She easily did so, and tried to wrap them around the blond samurai, but he didn't let her.

In another show of dominance that got the lesser imp girls to shiver in arousal and humbled obedience, Naito grabbed Mika by her thighs and turned her around with her round and pert small bottom facing his crotch. Mika gasped in delight as she saw the massive, proudly standing and salivated cock in between her spread legs. Not only that, she could feel Naito's strong chest on her back as he held her up but let her lean on him. Her arms instinctively moved back to hold his head, and this time he voluntarily opened her mouth. But now something was different, she gently lapped at his extended tongue in an adoring and submissive way. She gasped and her tongue almost slid back into her mouth had it not been for him claiming her lips on his and pinning down her oral muscle. The reasons for her to gasp were the strong but still childish hands groping her rear instead of her thighs.

Naito lifted her up, and then impaled Mika with his hard meat spear. Her eyes widened in pure bliss. Her azure body was meant to take any kind of tool; otherwise her species wouldn't be able to reproduce with the male genitalia it possessed. But, despite her ability to be stretched at impossible ways, she couldn't believe what had happened. Her sisters stared in awe and arousal at the sight of Naito's tool penetrating their leader, drool coming out of their blue lips from the thoughts of that happening to them too. Imp females were incredibly flexible and could take even a horse's tool while getting stretched like rubber without damage, but Naito surpassed their expectations. His rod's mushroom created a bulge in Mika's stomach. Her inner walls were shaped by his tool and her skin had taken the form of his penis. He pumped up, and the other imp girls salivated more when they watched the mushroom reach their sister's chest, while the hard root created a cylindrical bulge that moved through her stomach in a straight line up to the mushroom below her flat chest.

Mika couldn't hold it in. Just from being filled to the brim, she came. Her nectar dripped down into the carpet and coated Naito's third sword and balls. But he didn't stop there. She cried in bliss when he pumped up. Her eyes rolled to the back of her large, horned bald head when his ballsack slapped her pearl due to one hard thrust, and as he pumped her he got harder, faster, and stronger with each powerful ramming into her womb. Her sisters soon crawled forward, kneeling before the samurai boy, and used their longs tongues to lap and clean his jewels, legs, their sister's dripping snatch, and any bit of their skin coated in the girl's nectar.

As she watched this, Cula blushed and gasped, "Samurai... How dare you...? Only I can please them like that!" She cried, but then groaned as three moving bulges below her dress moved deeper into her groin. Soon her arachne, werewolf and nekomata were coated in her juices. "That... samurai... to use Mika and her sisters that way..." she kept on looking, unable to pull her eyes away from such a spectacle. "But... he actually meant his words when apologizing to them... such a strange, troublesome human..."

Her servants pulled out and licked themselves clean, only to see that their mistress still seemed unsatisfied, but for reasons she currently didn't dare to admit.

-CASTLEBABES-

"Ugh, Kami and her shota lover, what was that?" Naito asked himself and walked forward. He had left the dining room with the imp girls sprawled all over it, filled to the brim and satisfied with man cream. "Is this what cows feel when milked? Wait, no, I did milk that minotaur girl and..." he shook his head, "No, no matter how I see it, those imps were trying to eat me. I think I burned the entire feast by having them drink my seed, but of course they wanted seconds."

He couldn't think straight anymore and sat on the ground, groaning. As he did so, Cula threw down a wineglass after emptying its contents in a single sip, blood from the cup dripping down her lips, "He's made Muriel cry in bliss, then Mika and her sisters, and now he's confident enough to sit on my halls?" she said deep in thought, "Such a strange confidence in this boy..." she had a hand holding her tomboyish face as she glared at the boy her crystal orb showed to the vampiress.

Her closest servants cleaned the broken glass in a split second, and the arachne spoke, "Maybe we can use lust against him, Mistress, with a more powerful edge."

Said vampiress raised a brow, and the nekomata added, "He's never willing to harm a woman, and less when they're after his groin's sword."

The werewolf nodded, "We could have one of the girls more into the use of men as toys take him out."

Cula nodded, "He is weakened right now, so let's strike him with all our might." She snapped her fingers, and a large figure appeared before her in a cloud of darkness.

The black mist-like air disappeared and soon appeared a powerful demoness. She had a sheep's head, with long ram horns and black curly fur, but her torso was that of a humanoid, with dark skin and dark chocolate nips. On her back, large black wings flapped once to blow away the darkness, and then closed to their owner's back. Her legs were covered in black straight and ended in a lion's feet. What really stood out from her were the two snakes that were connected to her tailbone, acting as dual tails like the nekomata's, but with a will obeying the demoness, currently wrapped around her thighs in a way they acted like a thong and covering her sex but not her round and plump rear.

But what perhaps stood out the most was that she was a woman, fully grown with a chest that carried massive chocolate orbs each the size of a human head and with a large areola that could pour goat milk infused with darkness to corrupt those who fell for her and her trickery, and her backside was meant to bear children, with a size capable of smothering a grown man's chest. She had some slight pudge but not much, because she was also very strong. Her slightly bulky stomach was marked with heavy muscle, six pack abs rub and feel the firm yet jiggling texture, muscular arms capable of bending metal, and thick strong legs that could and would crush any man and split him in half.

And the demoness kneeled before Cula, "What're your wishes, Mistress?" Cula smirked and walked down her throne, putting her delicate blue hand below the goat chin. The demoness shivered, "Mistress..."

Cula smiled and leaned closer, whispering to the demoness, "I need a favor from you, Mafumet." Her voice, a sensual whisper, made the demoness' wings flutter.

The woman's eyes shone, and she was instantly holding the vampiress' right leg, looking imploringly to her red eyes with her amber eyes swirling around adoring red irises. "Anything for you, Mistress. You defeated me and made me yours in your bed. Tell me what you wish of me, My Goddess, and I'll do it." She pleaded. Her snake tails hissed submissively for the vampiress to do whatever she wanted.

Cula smirked and kissed the goat in her muzzle. The demoness' eyes fluttered and closed, with her tongue dancing livelier the more she tasted her mistress' tongue. They made out briefly, Mafumet barely got to feel the vampiress press down her tongue with her more dominant one, leaving the woman groaning when she lost the chance of being at the girl's mercy. She tried to reach the vampiress, keeping the thick line of saliva connecting their lips from falling and to resume their kissing, but her mistress' hand stopped her.

"I need of your services, Mafumet. There's a thorn on my side right now, and he has shown to be quite capable of claiming my servants like I claimed you, but without releasing his full power." Cula said coolly, grinning when her demoness nodded with her mouth opened to suck the spit they exchanged.

Mafumet swallowed the drool with gusto, "Then, I shall deal with him, Mistress." Cula grinned and groped one of Mafumet's breasts. The demoness cried when the girl's thumb rubbed the hard tip of her chocolate nip, her other fingers caressing the underside of her heavy chest flesh pound and deliciously tickling the skin while letting air pass by to cool her now heated flesh.

"Do not disappoint in the spectacle, and maybe it'll be MY body which will be yours to play with." Cula said, knowing that the demoness still had a dominant streak in her. "I'll certainly be entertained by how you will dominate him, so do well and I may let you lead me." She could remember their battle, how long it lasted, and how satisfying it was to have the sheep woman moan her name when their sexes rubbed tightly while her snake tails sucked on the vampiress' hard nips.

In that battle, it hadn't been long before Mafumet tried to use all her demonic tricks for bed. Her snake tails had attacked all of the girl's holes with their reptilian tongues, she had made Cula pour her cream in her sheep muzzle, and Cula had not once cried the demoness' name in bliss. But in the end, Mafumet had been amazed at the girl's will to have more, and how that soon changed the battle.

Mafumet blushed, remembering the adorable girl she thought she had broken, only to be broken herself by that blue skinned girl. It didn't take long for Cula to learn the winged sheep woman's tricks and have her on the ground and at her mercy, with Cula licking the demoness' slit pleasantly and having the goat headed woman cry out for more. The way Cula had smacked her furry behind hard until leaving red marks in the fur with no blood, and her ability to use her vampire tongue to put Mafumet on her knees had given her the upper hand only to then make the demoness squirm and reach her end countless times by her blue hands.

In the end, Cula won, and sat in a throne of power beyond anyone with demonesses and monster women crying for her touch. It was good for her to be the queen, but now she had to take out someone with the ability to be king, so she saw it fitting to send her best after him.

Back with our hero, Naito had managed to get himself up after a quick rest on the floor. He traveled at a steady fast pace through the large halls, ignoring the scenery outside the large crystal windows. He couldn't help but voice his shame with his arms crossed, "To think that I, a samurai, someone who bowed to become a real man, would let weariness and exhaustion get the best of me at an opponent's lair is unacceptable. Ugh, had my ancestors seen me, they'd ask Kami as the goddess of light she is to aid me with the blessings of her shota lover... I better do them proud now and face the dark mistress of this castle."

Just then, someone appeared before him. Breaking through one of the many windows, a human finally appeared. It was a man judging by the heavy armor he carried, and a knight. The man's body was made of pure muscle, and it had to since he was covered in thick metal plates that had to be quite heavy. He moved with good dexterity despite the heavy gear complete with a horned helmet, and spiked pauldrons, spiked knee guards for his greaves, and even the knuckles of his gauntlets had sharp spikes. Only two things stood out from him, a massive broadsword with a blade the size of Naito's body on one hand, a shield twice the kid's size and certainly several times his weight, and a smaller broadsword on his left hip.

The knight then cackled, "Ehehe... Finally! I've made it! Now, with sword in hand, I shall see what treasures this castle carries, and take them all after I kill the mistress of this place... And then everything shall be mine! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!" Naito raised a brow; the man was ignoring him since he had his back turned to the shota samurai. "Once I take that little girl's head to justice, I shall be a god among men. Why, I should get all the women I desired for this! But first, I'll see if she's really as young as they say... and make her a real woman before killing her."

Naito had had enough. In one split second, his katana and wakizashi had been nailed into the man's rear. The knight's eyes widened in shocked pain beneath his helmet and a loud, high-pitched scream echoed in the castle when the swords striking directly the flesh that his armor didn't cover. The knight fell face first on the hall's floor and groaned when he tried to get up.

Naito finally spoke up, "I usually don't allow people to anger me since I'm going to become a true man, but you managed to get on my nerves." He got into a defensive stance watching the man finally stand up and tower over him, growling.

"Y-You damn brat! You dared attack me!" he asked while trying hard not to rub his sore bum. The kid had done a number on it, yet hadn't drawn any... blood... "Those swords have no edge!"

The boy nodded, "The job of a samurai, no... The job of a real man is to protect others, that's the meaning of my swords. And yet you dare come in here with the thoughts of harming others for your selfish reasons?!" He was mad, a sharp venomous edge oozing from his lips.

The knight raised his sword, its edge shining for blood, "What're you on about?! We men only need strength to take everything!"

"I'd rather use my strength to protect everything." Naito said determined and rushed at the knight.

The man parried the katana with his shield and tried to cleave off the kid's head, only to watch him flip in the air and bring both feet to his helmet's mask. The larger swordsman staggered back and then noticed something, his pauldrons were missing. Naito landed harmoniously on the ground, his swords at his sides, and the crushed armor falling beside his feet while his blades looked as good as new. The knight roared and dashed at the samurai, and the kid simply stood there waiting for the attack.

And the process repeated itself. Every time the large knight tried to strike the kid, Naito would avoid the attack or force his way through. His swords would sail through the air and crush the man's armor, leaving in plain view a heavy chainmail long-sleeved shirt and matching chainmail pants. It took him several hits to rip off the armor and leave the man covered only in chainmail, leather boots, and leather gauntlets.

Groaning in irritation, the man threw his shield at the kid, who ducked under it, only to have to raise his swords when the knight dashed forward. Naito grunted when he was forced to block the large broadsword and the shorter one with both his swords. The larger swordsman easily overpowered him and with his towering height he could have had the advantage from the start. But what the man had in strength, Naito could match and out-power.

With a powerful stomp forward from Naito, the knight's attack was stopped dead in its tracks. He gasped at the kid keeping him back with no visible muscle except a fit yet lean body, "W-What're you?!"

Naito growled, "The name's Naito, a samurai who will become a true man, and..." to emphasize his next words, Naito locked eyes with the knight, making him shiver when seeing the blue orbs turn a deep crimson red with slit pupils, "I am... the son of a samurai and a demon. These are the skills my father lent me!" he shouted and spun around, the blades, bringing his around to clash them once again the heavy swords, "And this is the strength my mother passed on me!"

And thus, the samurai boy shattered the knight's swords with a single strike. "Y-You devil brat!" the man cried as Naito rushed at him again with his swords ready.

The knight cried when he was sent flying out of the castle through the window he came through, and all Naito could do was sigh, "Fighting humans and facing monsters... Father knew what I'd go through when he met my mother and had me with her." His eyes returned to their usual blue as he calmed down, "I'm getting too sentimental..." he sheathed his swords and clenched his right fist in determination, "I'm going to become a man, that's why I'm here as a samurai."

He stepped forward, only to be stopped by a sensual voice, "Interesting..."

Naito turned and drew out his swords again, facing a demoness with a sheep's head, "To think the reason you have such power is because of the blood of my kind... Fufufu... Mistress Cula could use someone like you."

Not backing down, Naito spoke up, "I follow no-one who'd kill others. I'm just here to face the mistress of this castle and defeat her as a man."

Mafumet cackled, "Then let me give you a piece of advice..." Naito blinked, and then she was gone! "You're no match for her." The boy grunted when a sharp kick connected with his ribs and sent him crashing through a wall. He groaned after his rough landing on the other room, trying to get up as the demoness' steps echoed with her hooves crushing the debris.

He tried to get back up, only for a fierce sting to reach his face. He had been lashed at by something swift, and it hit hard like a whip. The kid was sent flying again and this time landed back-first on a fountain. He looked up and saw the moon and dark clouds, and four large walls surrounding the massive garden he was on. He got up, his clothes drenched, and found Mafumet's hand around his neck.

He gasped for air, and she could only grin, "Is that it? I may have to kick you out now if this is all I get." she reared back her fist, happy thoughts of her mistress beneath her body rushing her mind in ecstasy... until Naito's foot shattered them while smashing her face.

They both fell limply on the floor, and slowly got up with Naito glaring at her, "I'm not one to look forward to harming others unless they deserve it, but do not expect me to back down." he growled.

This time, Mafumet smirked, "Oh... lovely..." she sang, looking forward to this fight.

Naito groaned as he raised his swords, crossing them in front of his face to parry one of Mafumet's kicks. Her hooves carried so much force that they created sparks of heat from the strike. The samurai cried as he flew back into the pond and forced himself to roll up, only to face one of her snakes. With a hiss, the viper bit on his shoulder and dug its fangs deep. The kid cried through gritted teeth as Mafumet pulled him and raised his face to her crotch.

The samurai raised a brow, but Mafumet's other snake tail bit into his neck, making him gasp, "I hope you like it, boy." She said as she moved one hand to her hardening nips, caressing the large flesh orb it was on with her fingers as the thumb fumbled with the rock hard tip, "My snakes aren't poisonous, but they work for my main goal in fighting."

Mafumet moved her other hand to her slit, and her index and middle fingers opened her fleshy lips. Naito groaned as a musky and very strong scent came out of the small hole. He could see the stench of her moisture come out like a mist. The steam of her heat invaded his nose, and even if he knew it had a smell strong enough to knock anyone out, he couldn't help but feel the demon part of his blood boil, along the vipers' venom. He groaned as the fangs poured some strange liquid into his blood system and he felt the heat getting to him. His hands soon let go of his swords, having them sink into the fountain's floor.

"What're you... doing?" he cried through gritted teeth.

Mafumet smirked and moved the hand caressing her breasts to his head, "Why don't I show you what my venom is meant for?" She leaned her back at a small angle, having her chest open up, her mammaries moving to the sides and allowing her clear view of her snatch, with her hardened pearl poking out of her steaming fleshy petals. She watched with a grin as the steam of her moist lips invaded Naito's nose, causing his eyes to go blank.

The samurai's vision had gone blurry, and the sight of those fleshy lips before him was the most appealing thing in the world. The snakes' bites didn't hurt anymore, in fact, they felt good. Mafumet grinned sinisterly with a dark cackle as her tails wrapped around the kid's body and kept him locked in place between her thighs. Soon the fangs let go of his skin and while the tails were still keeping him tied up with his arms at his sides, the heads moved to bite at the kid's soaked clothes and get them off.

The sight of him drenched in water and naked at the moon of the light with nothing but his boots made Mafumet's slit drip into the fountain, causing another cloud of her steam to reach his nose. He couldn't hold himself and dove in. Mafumet let out a pleased gasp from surprise as he attacked her slit with his mouth. She kept his head locked there in her crotch, letting him lick her folds.

She moaned, "Ah... such a young boy yet so energetic... Unf! Those imps and - Ah! - that cow did - Oof! - have no idea of what to do with you!" She bucked as Naito brushed his nose on her hairy crotch, but feeling that she had shaven it recently with the tickling on his nose not going into his nostrils. After all, Mafumet was always ready for her mistress. But she was letting out guttural sounds of bliss as the kid's tongue licked her juices. His nimble oral muscle dragged all the way from the bottom to the tip of her pearl, flicking her sensitive bundle of nerves as he did so. He was hungry for her honey, and was getting faster on his licking, trying to get all of the juices outside her slit into his mouth.

And then, he was out of juice outside her flower. Mafumet grinned and was about to push him down, only to gasp as Naito kissed her fleshy flower and sucked. The demoness cried in bliss as the boy sucked her love tunnel to drain more of her juices. Her mouth had fallen open and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. He wasn't fully human, so the power he used was unlike anything she felt. She gritted her teeth and was about to push him down as he drank a greedy handful of her nectar, only to moan again. This time, Naito had pushed his tongue in.

Mafumet's asscheeks shivered and jiggled as she clenched her buttocks. Her snake tails had loosened, their lipless mouths opened to let out pleasured hisses as they felt the same bliss as their owner. Naito's tongue had pierced her slit so forcefully she hadn't been prepared for when his tongue scooped a good amount of her honey and dug it out into his hungry lips which slurped on her petals, sending shivers to their muscular fibers, her inner flesh walls, her now hard as diamonds bundle of nerves, and her every cell. She opened her mouth to cry in bliss as Naito kept quickly and harshly digging more of her nectar out with his tongue rolling at every fleshy bit of her love canal. Her snake tails curled in bliss against each other, their reptilian mouths locked tightly with their forked tongues rolling in their mouths, coiling from the bliss. Mafumet's own demonic forked tongue rolled out, hanging down her furry chin and to her breasts.

She couldn't stand up much longer with the way Naito seemed to want to suck her insides out. But then he realized he was free. In a split second, the demoness cried in shock when the boy pushed her down. His demonic heritage allowed him to use the strength needed to have the winged woman on her side. He walked to her, more like rushed. She barely registered the water moving until she was moved. Naito had grabbed both her tails with his hands, and showing more of his brute strength he managed to put her on all fours.

Mafumet cried when the boy lifted her thick cheeks up by the tails. Her amber and red eyes opened in shock and she stared behind to see the kid. His eyes were still blank, her aphrodisiac was still flowing through his body, and his rod was...

"A Devil Slayer... He has a Devil Slayer!" She cried as she saw its sheer size but, mostly, felt the demonic lustful power oozing from such a glorious flesh tool that was over her buttocks. Mafumet moaned when he slapped her fat cheeks with such a wonderful meaty stick, and he slapped her again, but this time in between her furry bums. She grunted as he grabbed her cheeks this time and pressed them on his tool, the tight ring muscle of her back entrance getting deliciously crushed by the pressure while Naito felt in Heaven with the way her silky fur slid up and down his skin without effort.

He leaned over her body, held her hips in both hands roughly, and made her cry loudly when he inserted himself deep into her core. In one single thrust, Mafumet's eyes and vision had gone blank. The sheer size and the instantaneous sensation of being filled by him overloaded her mind with bliss. His rod squirmed its way into her walls, shoving them aside and crushing them tightly with its snug yet enormous size. She bit her lower lip as his mushroom head pierced through her womb. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as he grabbed her bum again, harder as he slapped her cheeks to grip her bum better. And then he pulled back, slowly, only to shove himself all the way in a single instant. Mafumet couldn't hold it anymore, she roared with bliss as his tool squeezed her juices out.

Now, here she was, her chest on the water, with the tips of her nips rocking the liquid surface. Her bum was being roughly slapped by a kid's hips. His hairless crotch was tickled by her soft silky fur. Her snake tails wrapped themselves around him to pull him closer, locking themselves in another heated kiss. His ballsack slapped her buttocks with every meaty wet slap that created massive waves in the fountain that she was mounted on like a beast in heat.

And she loved every second in which this little samurai dominated her in a way only her mistress had. He then pulled back, making her hiss at the lack of the meat filling her to the brim. She looked back at the boy stroking his manhood while staring at her with a look of pure lust. She shook her behind, wanting more, but he replied by moving to her with his meat still stiff. He pressed his mushroom's tip on her mouth, and Mafumet opened her mouth, taking him all the way. It had been at the time he had her horns in his hands, slapping his ballsack on her furry chin while her nose was pressed on his hairless crotch, that he really got into it.

He had hilted himself all the way down her throat until she started to take his balls in her mouth, her tongue licking them to get more of his delicious milk, with his shaft reshaping her wonderfully slick silky throat to accommodate every square inch down her neck until a bulge appeared on her throat in the shape of his mushroom. Naito hissed at the wonderful sensation of her slick throat muscles swallowing him, pulling him down deeper and deeper, and her glorious tongue licking his hard shaft up and down, coiling around it and being quite thorough with the underside of his manhood. The tip of her oral muscle caressed the underside of his urethra, making him moan and pull back again with a popping sound, jerking himself off harder until, with a grunt, he released his cream all over her face.

Mafumet gasped when he grabbed her shoulders and with incredible strength turned her to lay on her back, and he moved back down to her slit, he pressed the tip of his hard meat rod on her fleshy petals, and shoved himself all the way back in for more happy meaty slaps that made Mafumet cry harder in bliss with her eyes rolling to the back of her head.

­­-CASTLEBABES-

"Hmm... So that's the power of his blood..." Cula said, she had at first been shocked, but now understood more about this boy and his power. "But for him to have this kind of ability with a demon of Mafumet's caliber... It seems we will need a lot more power to tire him out..."

Once he had shot his final load, Mafumet finally passed out with her eyes rolling to the back of her head, his seed pouting out of her holes, Naito moved forward with Cula's eyes still on him. To say Naito was tired was a mistake, but the aphrodisiac had given him a boost of energy that kept him going and having trouble walking. Once the effects clouding his mind had passed, he still felt its energy coursing through the part of his anatomy that Mafumet had loved to take hard. Even his soaked hakama weren't very comfortable with such a massive bulge.

After giving Mafumet her fill of man cream in her massive and pert buttocks along getting some good head from her, Naito stumbled through the halls of the castle once again with a slight limp. He groaned, his clothes were still damp and the air was cold as the nights outside. He had also been drained by a demoness until her poisonous aphrodisiac had lost its effect on his body.

He breathed deeply to try to control himself. It had been hard to ignore Mafumet's unconscious body posed for him in a way that made him want to take advantage of her. But he was a samurai, someone who said he'd be a real man. He wasn't able to do such a thing to anyone that had been defeated in combat, even if it was such a bizarre and steamed combat. For now his main goal remained, and that was to find the mistress of the castle, defeat her in a battle that actually required him using his swords and not the one in his pants, and to become a real man.

As he moved forward, Cula wasn't sure if she should be happy.

"Maybe I should have faced him with all my might from the start." She said and showed her girls her true form, showing how deeply she was considering on the possibility of releasing all her power on one boy.

Her servants stepped aside as their mistress stood up, her dress opening and morphing into a massive pair of furry black bat wings with blue leather-like skin acting as the membrane. Her ears had grown and adopted a sharp pointy edge, with a length that made them resemble bat ears. She even had changed her anatomy. Not only had she the wings of a bat, but her dainty feet had morphed into large blue claws with two black sharp blade-like nails at the front of the longer feet and sharp talons on her heels. Her fingers had grown sharper and longer nails. And she was currently naked, since her dress had revealed its true form as her wings, she was uncovered. She had curvaceous hips, a lovely v-shaped groin, a bulgy mons pubis, and the sight of mammaries slowly showing with puffy dark blue nips with inverted tips. Her face remained the same, but her evenly cut bangs shadowed her face and made her eyes seem to glow.

"My dear, beloved Mafumet, my demoness who I spent so many wonderful nights dueling, was defeated in a single hour by this half-ling?" she asked out loud, her wings flapping slightly the more she pondered on this. "He managed to make her submit after she gave me her dark heart, and still keeps on living after getting hit by her poison, just like I was. How? How can someone with half the blood of a demon like him exist and be so strong? It shouldn't be possible, and yet, here he is..." she sighed, "This samurai... I am conflicted about him. He's not bloodthirsty and isn't in this for my head, fame, or wealth... What is he...?"

She was mad that her servants became bed buddies with this boy, but he didn't dare strike them even after bedding them, and they all had tried to milk him dry... This only made her more confused.

Then, a hissing voice came to her, "Mistressss... Allow me." Said girl turned around to find a woman in a cloak.

What stood out about her was that the cloak, made of old and worn rags, covered only her upper body. The woman's head was hidden by the hood covering it in shadows, but a long serpentine tongue could be seen hanging out. Her legs were bare for all to see, showing great and shapely curves as well as a fat bottom that could smother any man without effort. She had some fat unlike any other woman, but not much. Her gut was large and yet only served to add to her curves. Her chest was so big it could hide a man's head, with each flesh pound capable of sinking a man's hand in them. But what stood out the most was the fact her whole body was covered in thick black scales with some white dots, and a large crocodile's tail swung over her large, plump fat bottom.

"Ruby..." Cula said, calming down as her body returned to her more human form, her wings covering her again as a dress.

The cloaked woman nodded, "If he wantssss to play, we should follow ssssome rulesss..." her tongue flicked out, showing glowing reptilian amber eyes with slit pupils. She giggled, "If he wantssss to bed usssss, I shall have a few trickssss for him."

Cula, despite seeing her other underlings fall, smirked at her servant's words, "I am trusting on you, Ruby, after all... unlike Mafumet who takes pleasure by force, you always used your wits more fittingly."

"No need for the flattery, for even if I fall, he will become yourssss to judge." The alligator woman said with a smirk.

For our hero, that send a chill up his spine, but he couldn't bother with that: he had a problem, "Really?" Naito growled his question to the air as he exited the garden and found himself in the middle of a wooden bridge hanging by ropes. Beneath him was a large lake with water, lily pads, and a strange mist floating over the liquid surface. It seemed like a swamp yet it was not one. What he did know was that his clothes were still drenched, there were a few warm torches on posts at the sides of the hanging bridge, and there were missing wooden planks. Not only that but the bridge was pretty narrow and looked like it hadn't been used in years.

He just gave a step forward, and one of the planks broke in half. He smartly kept his foot in the air while the chunks of wood fell down to the water. Deciding that he had enough getting soaked in water and feminine sexual juices already, he wisely moved to the ropes that kept the bridge up and started to walk by their side with his feet at the edges of the bridge. His plan worked and he didn't find any other plank snapping.

What he found when he thought he had made a safe journey and felt his clothes getting drier from the warmth of the torches, was something that looked like a log floating towards him. That was strange on its own since this was a lake, with the water being unable to flow.

And then, the "log" jumped at him. Naito's blue eyes widened at the sight of Cula's next minion, Ruby. Her hood was off, revealing a reptile's head. Her head was also covered in black scales, but these were thinner than the ones on most of her body. Her skull resembled that of a crocodile's with her long maw, yet it possessed a pair of fleshy lips that were, weirdly enough, of a natural bright gray color. It wasn't him picturing things, and it was no make-up, her lips were naturally a silvery gray. The torches also let him see her sharp teeth, and her figure with her cloak flowing in the wind. Her womanhood was the same color as her lips, and even her puffy inverted nips with big areolas had the same grayish color. Her breasts were huge, sagged from her chubby constitution, and carried a thinner set of scales along her large belly. In fact, the front of her torso had scales so thin they looked akin to firm human skin.

He registered that, and had to jump as she swung her large crocodile tail at him. The kid yelped as he stood on top of the ropes with some difficulty and Ruby splashed on the water. He saw her moving around and could see her lips curling into a smirk beneath the water's surface. She finally moved her head up to show him that lecherous grin, and with a chubby clawed hand she splashed the water, creating a small wave.

"Why don't you come play with me, Ssssssword Boy? Mistressssss Cula is killing to get ssssome fun out of you." her sultry hissing voice accompanied by her long licking her fleshy lips made him cringe.

Naito unsheathed his katana and aimed it at the crocodile woman, "Listen, while that act feels good, I grow tired of repeating those kinds of battles... I wish to become a man by defeating your mistress in combat, not by mating with her subjects."

Ruby cackled, "And yet, Mafumet was yourssss to mark, Muriel easssssily fell for you, and good little Mika loved how you ussssed her and her ssssisssterssssss."

The samurai cringed again, "T-That was... I... I couldn't stop myself..."

Ruby grinned, "And that'sssss what I wanted to hear." she said and, before Naito knew it, she pulled out a blowpipe. The young samurai felt a sting before he could've reacted due to his embarrassment, and the crocodile woman grinned.

He fell to the water, spat some out of his mouth while forcing himself on foot, finding that it reached near his chest... and that Ruby towered over him with near seven foot of height. He held up his katana and swung at her to force her back, but she swung her tail at him. Naito grunted as he jumped and was forced to deal with the chubby but fast crocodile woman. Even worse, the water made him too slow, and she had the clear advantage with this environment suiting her.

He splashed back down and soon Ruby was face to face with him, and shocked the boy when her long tongue shot out and licked his face. Naito staggered back as the slimy thick drool from the crocodile woman's mouth covered his face. She grinned wider and rushed at him to tackle the boy in a bear hug.

However, as soon as Naito saw her nearing, he swung his sword... and ripped off her cloak. His eyes widened when he found some tribal red marks on her scaled body, a few tattoos, and no rolls of fat despite her chubby appearance. He was paralyzed by such strange beauty, her full breasts, her thick behind, her bulging stomach that shaped her like a lovely pear, her muscularly toned thick arms, and her thicker thigs easily capable of crushing and smothering any man without effort.

Ruby grinned, "Sssstraight to the point, I ssssee." She grinned more, and Naito was about to question it, but he found his pants felt a lot tighter, "Hmm... about time..." she walked to him, confident. He wanted to fight, but the pressure in his hakama made it impossible. "Ssssugar from my own plantsss, poisssson from an arachne, and pheromonessss of a demonessssss make quite the potion."

"N-Not again..." he growled, and was instantly hugged by Ruby whose arms crushed him against her nude body. Her long tongue licked him again, coating his entire face in her slimy saliva which emitted a heavy scent, "Ugh..."

"Don't worry, you won't die... But you will be my fun toy."

He groaned, but as he opened his mouth, Ruby snuck in her tongue into his. He was unable to articulate a sound. Ruby just violated his mouth with her much larger tongue, its size being so big that he was forced to stretch his mouth wide. She filled his cavern with her thick saliva, which mixed with his overflowed down his chin, to his chest, and into the crocodile woman's breasts.

When Ruby finally pulled back, she had a large grin of victory while Naito coughed and panted for air. She licked the mixture of their drool from his cheeks and pulled him to the shore of the lake. Once there, she wasted no time in stripping him with mastered ease and throwing the boy down on his back. His raging erection stood up painfully, twitching and throbbing for attention. Ruby licked her lips again, smacking her salivated fleshy mouth hungrily.

Naito watched her sharp teeth approach him and just as his hands found her forehead, he felt his entire shaft getting swallowed by her throat. He cried in bliss as her long tongue constricted his dick like a snake would. Her nostrils blew hot air into his hairless crotch, his ballsack was getting rubbed by the soft yet rough texture of her scaly chin, and he was pressed on the ground by one of her chubby hands.

Once she had him completely lubed up in her saliva, Ruby stood up. He panted some more and watched as she moved to him, with one hand splitting apart her snatch with her fingers. He gasped, knowing what came next, but raised a brow when she turned around and gave him a view of her deliciously fat behind. Now his rod twitched harder at the sight of her tail hole, those massive black scaled pumpkins, and the juices of her womanhood dripping down.

It was then that she slammed her fat booty on the boy, crushing his abdomen in her fat jiggling buttocks. He hissed at the tightness of her cavern which was even slicker now thanks to her juice. Ruby moaned loudly to the skies, her hands pushing up her mammaries to bring further bliss to herself. Her tail coiled around Naito and forced him to sit up, with his face on her back and his chest crushed between her fat asscheeks. He groaned at the pressure that felt both blissful and slightly painful, and tried to push him back. But when his digits sunk into Ruby's delicious buttocks, she finally moved.

After she finally started milking him, she groaned all the way, using her muscles to clench his tool like it was the first time, and it still felt that way but even better with all they knew and kept on learning. The pace began slow and steady as their crotches met with wet slaps and tickles of their bare skin. She hugged him close with her tail, smoldering his face with her thick backside as she slid her love tunnel up and down his glorious meat poker. She massaged her breasts energetically, and pressed the boy tighter on her rear. But for extra measure, she turned her head around to the gasping kid's mouth, and shot her slithery tongue into his lips, and wiggled it inside his mouth, causing him to moan in protest at the intrusion. They kept going on and on, getting faster and faster, picking a sloppier pace with each thrust, moan, grunt and scream as the smell of sweat from their fighting got intensified with the smell of sex.

She then turned around, hugged his face to her fat breasts, pulled his head through her breasts and kissed him just as her climax reached her, and the sensation of her warm juices on his groin made him release as well while her long tongue kept on dominating his. Naito moaned as he fell back, defeated and out of breath. However, he soon grunted, and to his dismay his victorious opponent was slowly moving her hips up and down in a cowgirl position with her fat chest flesh pounds on his face and her tail's tip brushing his drool covered cheeks.

The crocodile woman opened her jaws, letting out a feral and powerful roar that echoed all over her watery domain. Naito was deep into her, balls deep. His ballsack smacked her crotch with such force she was surprised he wasn't hurt until remembering he was high on pleasure from the cocktail in her dart. With one hand on his girly bottom to keep him in place, and her legs now locked around his waist, Ruby grabbed her one fat tit and moved that nip to his mouth. The kid opened it and with great newly found mastery sucked on that hardened tip, but widened his eyes when the scaly woman shoved her other nip in too.

Ruby groaned in bliss and put her free hand on his head to keep on breastfeeding him. She got wild, his hips were starting to bruise hers the faster, harder and deeper she got, and his were just as punished and simultaneously pleased. Her mating frenzy was unlike any other woman he had been with before this, and it showed. The loud smacks of flesh hitting flesh were making the castle's queen moist in her slit as she watched it all through her crystal ball. Ruby held him tighter, releasing her full hunger for the shota's prick in her own body. He groaned when her hands now on his back dug her nails into his skin, leaving marks that marked him.

It had been his first loss that night, but he'd find more about its real purposes later.

-CASTLEBABES-

Weakly grunting, Naito forced his eyes open. He didn't know how long he had spent being mated roughly by the crocodile woman or what happened after she reached her sexual release for the last of many, many times. All he knew was that he was in a dark dungeon with a few torches on the walls, and cuffed to the wall of a cell. His legs hung inches from the ground and he noticed that, sadly, he was still naked. He moved his eyes around and found his clothes and boots folded in a table with an oil lamp, and his swords were held by a pair of very familiar blue imps on the other side of the bars.

"What kind of swordsman has a sword with no sharp edge?" Mika said, back in her loincloth.

Naito closed his eyes and pretended to sleep from his position. He then heard heavy footsteps and a familiar voice of the one to take his virginity, "Muriel think Mistress best keep Sword Boy. He strong."

The imp leader sighed, "Even if he were stronger than any man coming here so far, you know the mistress. She doesn't allow men in here. All Sword Boy can hope to get is to get kicked out, permanently."

A knot appeared in the kid's stomach at those words. And he could hear the minotaur girl moo in disapproval, "But Sword Boy, he..."

"A good, fantastic lay, yes." Mika ended with a groan, "Tch... Mistress lets us play with men, we know, but he's bedded us and walked away with no consequences. The other girls aren't sure how to deal with him."

Muriel mooed sadly, "Mistress favors three best servants. But Muriel think Sword Boy can be best servant."

"Knock it off, you dummy. We have our rules in this castle, no matter how good it feels to have a real man stretch you out."

"It also feel good have Sword Boy drink Muriel's milk."

Naito groaned, trying hard not to let his groin sword grow at the memories. He heard the two girls leave and sighed in relief, "Now... what?" he asked, and wiggled his hands to try to free himself, to no avail, "Ugh... Is that dart's poison this effective, or is it that reptile woman's arousal what left such a bruise to my body?"

He then heard the doors open and then, before him, was the mistress of the castle, Cula. There she stood, beautiful yet powerful, looking up at his bare form while her wings hid her body as a dress. She had a confident smirk on her face, pleased with his defeat. And she was alone.

"Samurai, have you any idea how many problems you've caused in my castle?" she asked and raised her right hand. Instantly, the door to his cell opened on its own and she stepped in.

Naito stared at her calmly, "Your minions seem fond of you... I'd like to assume you're fond of them and see you as someone nice."

Cula's red eyes widened a bit, "I'll be blunt, I never expected such words from you, and less after what you've done to my girls and with the position you're in."

Naito shrugged as best as he could, "Would you believe I wasn't trying? I... kind of moved on my own instincts when they-"

She raised a hand, the other on her forehead, "Save your words, I need no details of that." she looked at him, "But, what you've done isn't something I'll let easily slide. My girls are everything for me. They serve me, bring me food, give me their love, hearts, bodies and souls, and know of the many pleasures I crave. And yet, you touched them with no consequences, and I should despise you for it. But..." she closed her eyes and sighed, "When I think about it, after hearing even the proud Mika ask what I'll do with you with concern in her heart... I can't help but feel curious of why a swordsman like you would carry weapons unable to cut, why you would let everyone live or why haven't you released your true power even if you could be defeated."

Naito didn't lose a second to reply, "It's because I wish to become a real man."

Cula's eyes narrowed at that, "A real man is nothing but a greedy beast, samurai. The only reason men come here is because they want my treasures and life. I don't even need to feed on any nearby villages, for men bring themselves to my castle as more than enough food. Do you really want to be a man like that, even with the blood of a demon?"

Naito's eyes locked with hers, "My dream is to be what a man should be. I desire to be able to protect everyone, to do what is right no matter what the cost is, and to be worthy of living this life. I, as a samurai, want to achieve that. Monster, demon, human, I don't care what kind of blood I have, it is my desire to see myself as who I am and what I want to be, not what I was born as."

Cula stared at him for some more time, and closed her eyes, "Such foolishness... I can see why my girls found you adorable." She ended with a smirk, making Naito blush.

"Me...? Adorable?" he asked, a shade of red on his cheeks making Cula try real hard not to burst into laughter.

"I'll... need more time to think on what punishment to give you, samurai..." She turned her back to him, but didn't leave, "I can kill those who are willing to take my or others' lives, but you... You actually make it difficult. So, before I leave, answer me this: what are you? A man escaping the troubles that his blood gives him? Or a monster trying to be more than a beast?"

Naito narrowed his eyes, "What I am... is a samurai. I am not a man or a monster, but I desire to become greater by the way of the sword. I got power from my mother's blood, but I don't want to use it if it means I could harm someone. I'd rather use it to protect as many people as I can, everyone within my reach."

Cula couldn't help but crack a smile, "You... entertain me, samurai... What's your name? I wish to hear it from you."

"I am Naito... Kaminari Naito, son of a samurai who fought a devil to see what was in her heart, and born from that devil's love to a kind and loving man."

"A powerful, fitting name... I am Cula, Cula Draconier, daughter of a vampire whose name has been lost, and child of a succubus who held me dearly." she walked off, that smile unable to leave her face, "Until next time, Naito."

The samurai sighed where he was, still hanging, "Dang it, Kami and her child lover must be plotting something weird for me..." He hung his head low, "I wanted to defeat that vampiress, but she..." he sighed again.

Walking up the stairs back to her throne, Cula held her chest, "Yami, mistress of darkness, you and that little boy lover of yours must be playing a joke on me... A real man...?" she sighed with some bitterness.

After some time in his new cell, Naito didn't know what to expect. He had been hanging at his enemy's mercy for too much time, he had met her, and he had felt conflicted when seeing her. The young samurai could only groan to himself at this predicament. Cula herself wasn't what he expected for an evil mistress. She was rather cute, tomboyish, didn't look down on him because he had proven himself so far, and she had made him question whether it was all right or not to fight her.

But then his cell door was opened again, and in walked Cula's werewolf servant. Naito raised a brow at her furry body with some womanly curves like her hips, thick thighs, and a mane of her over her small bosom that showed the curvature of her chest's growing fleshy mountains. Naito also noted her amber feral eyes, the toothy grin on her maw, that her wolf head looked rather tempting to pet, and that her fuzzy messy tail swished slightly from time to time. Her appendage over her firm and toned behind swung like it had a beat. But he mostly noticed her nails ending in sharp black claws clearly capable of cutting and shredding flesh and bone, with matching claws on the paws she had instead of human feet.

Naito didn't speak, waiting for her and whatever she had in mind to break the silence, "Samurai... No, Naito..." she started, and soon her index finger moved up to scratch one of her ears, "I... damn it, I am not good at being polite..." She groaned and closed her eyes, "Let me start again. My name's Wilka, and I'm one of Mistress Cula's closest servants."

Naito nodded, but he was ready for the worst, "I don't believe you are here for a conversation, are you?"

She shook her head, "No, I actually wanted to do something different." She moved to the naked, hanging boy and Naito fought back the need to gulp when one of her clawed fingers put itself on his bellybutton, "I hope you don't mind me." She moved her nose closer to him and Naito raised a brow right when his cheeks flushed a deep red. She took a deep sniff of his manhood, making him inwardly grunt due to a pulsing sensation on it. Wilka for her part licked her maw, "The taste and smell of so many of the mistress' servants..."

He groaned, "You too...?"

And, to his shock, Wilka stepped back, "No... Not yet, at least." she said, and as she exited the cell, she turned to him and lifted up the mane on her chest, showing him a pair of glorious yet small furry orbs with pitch black nips. He could also see some juices dripping in between a bushy patch of fur in between her legs, "Like the sight? You'll get plenty of it sooner than later as my new playmate, Sword Boy." She said before putting down her mane to hide her modest apples.

And all he heard after that were Wilka's mad cackles, leaving him groaning as his groin sword pulsed again, "What was that about...?" he asked himself, not sure of what to expect from Cula and her twisted servants.

Just then a click reached his ears and his handcuffs were undone. The young samurai yelped as he fell to the ground unceremoniously on his numb legs. He grunted but forced himself up in his naked state, and noted that the door to his cell was still open. He had so much to question but right now he saw an escape route, yet also a trap. But without any other option, he walked out of the cell with stealthy steps and made way to the table with his belongings.

He had to admit he was surprised to find his clothes not only neatly folded, washed and even repaired, but they had also been added some adjustments. He tugged his orange gi to find stronger fibers in the cloth, his pants were stronger, his boots had been polished, and the loincloth he wore was as white as a dove. He quickly put on his clothes and tied his swords on his belt, and proceeded to pull out the blades, finding that they had been cleaned of any rust and stains, and actually reinforced in a master blacksmith's forge. To say he was marveled was an understatement, but he was also weary.

"Are you done admiring my work?" he heard a voice and turned to see Wilka with a grin, leaning on a wall. Her wolfish maw showed a sharp toothed smirk and her amber eyes stared at him as if ready to strip him.

Naito quickly got into a defensive stance, "I want to thank you for this, but I still don't trust you." However, he was unable to draw out his swords with someone who had been kind to him, his only real flaw as a warrior.

Wilka cackled with a furry claw to her face, showing that in her palms there were paw pads, "You delight me, samurai... I come from a cold land in which steel and snow are the rule. Mistress Cula took me under her wing for my services and the teachings of my father, a human like yours."

Naito's eyes widened, "Does that mean you..."

Wilka nodded, "I do have mixed blood, yes. But, unlike you, I've fully embraced the beast side of me. Now, I wonder if Mistress Cula will have fun." She turned around, her tail wagging happily as she spoke to the samurai, "Follow me, samurai."

He did so, walking behind her with his right hand resting on top of his swords and his eyes focused on everything that could be a threat to him. They passed by a large hall and stopped by a large set of sturdy and heavy double steel gates. To Naito's surprise, Wilka just needed a flick of her wrist to send the gates opened and show him the room at the other side of them: a coliseum.

It was a Greek piece of architecture moved brick by brick inside of the castle. The ceiling seemed endless as it gave way only to darkness while chandeliers hung, illuminating large rows of seats with several monsters, all females, sitting there. He found a large stand in which, like the empress she was, Cula sat in a majestic throne with a pile of pillows all around her, her arachne and nekomata at her side, the former holding a large wineglass full of blood for her and the other fanning the vampiress.

Naito stepped into the arena and heard the shouts, cheers, and booing from all the monster girls in the room. He spotted several acquaintances he made. Mika and her sisters sat at the front with the minotaur girl Muriel, the imps looked conflicted, they seemed angry yet also embarrassed with their red faces, and the cow girl looked just happy about seeing a match. He found Mafumet standing by her mistress' side with her arms crossed and a large grin on her face. And, before him and at Wilka's side, was Ruby.

The crocodile woman grinned wickedly, "Did you like my poisssssson, baby? I made it to make sssssure you were delighted and unable to fight back."

Naito growled, his thumb pushing his katana's blade out by an inch. "Let's have another match and you'll see how delightful it is to have tricked a samurai."

Cula just snapped her fingers, and with that everyone shut up, even Naito who stared at the vampiress. She rested one cheek into her palm as she looked at the child swordsman, "Naito Kaminari, you've caused us enough problems and dared to touch my girls. How do you see yourself?"

He looked down but didn't look or show any weaknesses, "Guilty of all charges. But I won't deny I wanted to protect myself and have real fights, not have things get so... out of hand."

Cula nodded, "Hmm... Your heartbeat says you're not lying, and my girls, at least the ones you met, have grown fond of you if only because of your use..." she snapped her fingers, and Naito watched how Muriel grabbed a gigantic mallet, a war hammer with a head the size of his body, and tossed it at Wilka. The werewolf just raised one hand, and caught it with such dexterity he widened his eyes. She had no problem twirling that thing singlehandedly as if it weighted the same as a feather, and the muscular minotaur girl had had to use both hands to lift it.

Wilka grinned, "See if you can beat every single one of us in matches following our rules, Sword Boy." she licked her muzzle, "But, as soon as you lose... I'll show Ruby how things should be done."

Naito sighed, "Why am I even surprised?"

After his rhetorical question Naito found Wilka and her mallet, currently inches from his face, ready to make the wolf girl's mistress proud. The samurai leaned back and fell down, lying on the floor as he saw gusts of wind moved aside by the force behind the war hammer. He saw Wilka stop, twirl her weapon singlehandedly, and bring it down on him. The boy quickly rolled out of the way and felt the shockwave. Not only was the strike powerful enough to shake the ground, it made him bounce off the floor... and into Wilka's free hand.

She grinned, "Anything smart to say, samurai?" she then tossed him into a wall, expecting him to bounce off a large crack anytime. But her eyes widened in surprise when Naito rolled his body into a ball, put his feet on the wall, and jumped back at her with his swords drawn.

"You're getting cocky!" Naito said as he swung his body to his side along his sword. Wilka gritted her sharp fangs in fury and rushed forward. She swung her hammer so it collided against Naito's swords and forced him to lose momentum and fall flat on his back for another strike. And the instant her mallet made contact with his swords, she was shocked to find he used the momentum to lift his body over her hammer, spin over it, and land on the staff.

Wilka yelped when she felt the sting of the blunt swords send her flying back, and grunted, "Where is this strength coming from?" she asked through angry, gritted fangs. "I can't be beat! I'm Mistress' Cula's servant for a reason! So where did he get this power?!"

Ruby was also stepping back, "Imposssssible, my venom... how can he...? Where did he get that strength?"

Naito grunted, closed his eyes, and sheathed his wakizashi to put his left hand on his head, "Your poison, it's tired me, yes... But I think I should be grateful that you used ingredients from other monsters..." he lifted his hand and opened his eyes, showing they got once again that red color Mafumet saw in him, and that a pair of white bone horns had grown from his forehead and curled backwards. "This is the closest contact I've had with my mother's blood since my fight before meeting you." He said to the reptilian woman.

Wilka snapped, "Didn't you claim you'd face my mistress as a man?! Then why don't you fight as one?!"

Naito smirked, "Because this is my own power, and I'll use it for the goals I set for me: to become far greater than I can ever be. And right now, I'm taking you down!"

Wilka howled her anger and charged at him. Naito's eyes widened for her charge only left her see an afterimage where she once stood, and the next second she was right before him. In that instant he drew out his swords, stopping her hammer but not her charge. Cula watched with wide, concerned eyes as her loyal werewolf servant and the devil-human hybrid crashed to a wall. The sound of more walls crumpling from her servant's attack continued as she pushed back the samurai and had his back painfully smashing against the structures of the castle. Naito didn't know how many walls they had gone through, all he knew was that after hitting the last one he and Wilka were falling from a seventh floor towards the ground.

Her eyes wide, Wilka finally realized her mistake, in her anger she had put herself in danger. Her amber eyes then found an orange blur moving around her head and then she felt it, two fit and lean arms warmly keeping her close while Naito didn't move. She saw his face, his teeth were gritted, his eyes tightly closed, and he was already in pain from her last attack. She finally noticed how small he was when compared to her, he was her mistress' height, two heads shorter than her. And despite being so small, he was protecting her.

Then she heard the sound of wood being ripped and finally saw that they would've hit a tree, but even as Naito kept her close he managed to nail his katana to the tree, slowing down their fall as the sword ripped apart the tree by force. Naito gritted his teeth tighter until, finally, their fall stopped and they were inches from the ground.

Wilka stared at him with wide eyes as he let her step down and he jumped after pulling out his katana, "W... Why...?" she finally managed to muster out.

He cringed, mostly from sheathing his sword with a sore shoulder, and from her sudden question, "I want to protect everyone. I've always wanted to be that kind of man." He said truthfully to the taller wolf girl, and gave her a warm smile. She saw as his horns shrunk back into his skull and his eyes returned to normal.

Finally, her mallet fell down and snapped them out of their shock, reminding them of their battle. But while Naito was ready for the second round, Wilka looked down, "I now... have a debt to you." she said and, to his shock, kneeled to him, "As the mistress' servant, I have the liberty of choosing to follow my tribe's ways. Mistress Cula allowed me to fight for her with the freedom of becoming a warrior that could honor the blood my mother gave me... And you..." she closed her eyes angrily, "You, who has such power to beat me, just worried about me more than any victory even after the pain I inflicted on you. For that reason, I am in debt with you. Just know that I am still loyal to my mistress."

"Then..." Naito started, and Wilka expected anything from him, even spreading her legs for his amusement, but not to hear, "Consider this as my thanks for repairing my clothes and weapons."

She stood up to look at him in shock, "What?!"

Naito rubbed the back of his head, "We're even. As a samurai, I understand what it's like to want to repay someone a favor, but you're a warrior, so I don't want you to owe anything to an enemy and would still prefer you to see me as an opponent." He looked at her seriously, "For that reason, if you wish to have a rematch, I'm ready to fight you seriously with all my might."

Wilka was shocked, her heart was a beating mess, and she felt her legs about to give in. Her fur glowed slightly red from this boy's sheer passion to be a warrior and the respect he gave her as a fellow fighter. She... had a mad crush on him. Then, an idea came to her mind of how to "spar" with him and get her prize at the same time.

"Allow me to accept this deal, then." she said with a grin that should've been enough to send him running off, but his legs shivered from the sight of such a lewd expression, and then she attacked her prey.

Wilka pushed Naito against the tree and the little boy groaned as his back hit the bark once again. But to his dismay, Wilka was relentless on this attack. He saw her sharp claws shine with the light of the moon, and soon his hakama pants were down, pulled down his legs and out of his boots leaving him only in his loincloth and gi. The gi was next, Wilka kept him with one hand pressed against the tree with her paw pads both caressing and pressing his lean and fit chest. Her free hand easily pulled off his robe and the wolf girl allowed herself to lick her muzzle at such sight. She pressed herself further, letting his thighs feel her soft silky fur.

Naito shivered in the cold air, and shivered even more at the warm, sticky and thick drool running from the bottom up of his chest. Wilka's long canine tongue caressed his flat stomach, passed his bellybutton, dragged itself up his neck, and flicked his lips. He grunted as his loincloth got tighter, a sight she wanted to see. She lavished his chest with wild licks, and had she been a cat she would purr from watching his manhood harden. She licked his face then, making him groan at the slimy drool.

And then, he cried in shock when both her hands went to his round and girly rear and pulled him up. The boy yelped them when he felt Wilka's warm breath on his loincloth and found her muzzle opened with her cold and wet canine nose rubbing on his growing abs. He shivered when he felt her teeth pass by his skin without harming it, rather they were rubbing it. And in one swift movement, she yanked off his loincloth to the side with her teeth, leaving his manhood to swing out in the open. Wilka herself was surprised when the hard meat rod slapped her, yet she giggled at such a sight and licked.

His howl of bliss was music to her ears. Wilka's long tongue moved itself with the tip dragging behind her movements. First his balls got tasted by her, with the tip swinging them as she tasted the rod all the way until her oral muscle scooped some of his juices from his urethra. He cried adorably when her tip flicked the hole in his mushroom with her thick saliva creating a line connecting them.

Wilka lifted him up his his bum again and had his thighs on her shoulders, with her hands in his derriere she pushed him closer. Naito groaned and held her head, making her moan as his hands caressed her ears. What had the samurai moaning was having his entire shaft deep into the wolf girl's mouth. He could feel his ballsack deep into her warm and sticky cavern. Her long tongue wrapped itself around his delicious flesh stick and masterfully pumped it like a hand would. The coils of her oral muscle engulfed his spear and pumped it while his balls got tickled and flicked by the tip of her long tongue. She had learned this from pleasuring her mistress, and she was glad to see it pay off. Naito for his part felt his eyes flutter as Wilka continued her tongue job with her teeth caressing his ballsack in a rather ticklish painless way.

It was then that Wilka felt him tense and grinned to herself. She pulled him out with a loud popping sound and licked his tool once again from the bottom up. Naito cried as her tongue flicked his urethra already dripping with some of his man cream. Wilka opened her maw and was rewarded with a hot blast of Naito's seed. She let it hit her everywhere. Her face, mane, chest, and opened mouth got quite a treat. Realizing she still had Naito's legs on her shoulders, she grinned and slammed him down on the ground on his sore back.

He groaned but couldn't move when he opened his eyes and saw Wilka's long tongue cleaning herself. With a glint in her eyes, she flicked one of her furry orbs' nips and inwardly laughed at his flustered face, but marveled that despite everything his meat hadn't gone soft, if anything it had gotten harder. She gave him another wolfish grin and stood up. Naito raised a brow, but when she saw her furry hand go to her fleshy petals hidden in that bush of fur between her legs, spread her lips, and let her nectar fall down in a thick line of juices all over his hardened root to lube it, and making it pulse from the sensations, he knew what she wanted.

Wilka cackled and moved down, with her other pawed hand she kept Naito down by pressing his chest. Her orbs swayed as she inserted herself. And then, just when the mushroom head parted her slit, she opened her mouth and let out a blissful howl. She couldn't believe how well it felt to be parted by him. It was so big and warm that she wanted more, but she had to be slow or it'd hurt. She gritted her fangs and kept on lowered herself, her tail wagging happily and brushing his thighs. His hard love poker stretched her muscular inner walls, filling her completely and making her feel her insides get turned into soft mush. Her eyes rolled back with his spear's tip pressing on her womb. And then, she took the last inches in an instant. She cried in pure pleasure, her howl making the moon shine brighter as his ballsack pressed on her furry behind, his rooster caressed her womb, and her walls crushed him with bliss.

Naito groaned and attacked too by gripping Wilka's furry hide. He dug his fingers deep into the toned yet soft flesh. Wilka gasped at the stimulation of her asscheeks getting groped, and groaned with bliss when Naito lifted her up by them. She moaned when he gripped her furry backside harder, his fingers disappearing into each round buttocks, and slammed her down with such force his ballsack swung up and slapped her lovely velvety behind. Wilka let her tongue hang out, her breath coming out with warm pants as Naito guided her on his rod. The hand on his chest soon went up and grabbed her head to try to think clearly what was going on, but a particular hard thrust that had her insides turn into pleased goo made her forget about it and move that hand down to her furry chest apples and twist one hardened black nip's tip with her claws to get some slight pain and much more bliss as she let Naito guide her even as she was supposed to mount him.

As Wilka got more and more into the bliss, letting her senses ignore everything but the pleasure Naito gave him, she started to fall on her back. Naito leaned forward and soon grabbed her legs, putting them over his shoulders the moment Wilka was flat on her back with her tongue almost touching the ground as his hips smacked her rear so hard that beneath her fur she was getting a pink hue. She moaned and howled with bliss in rhythm to his groans and grunts from their mating. But Naito wasn't satisfied just yet.

Before she knew it, Wilka was forced on all fours, her arms not even supporting her weight as Naito pounded her from behind with his ballsack now slapping her bundle of nerves over her slit, smacking her pearl with blissful sensations. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as he kept his grip on her fat cheeks and didn't stop pounding into her, with her tail wagging on his chest and tickling him. Wilka howled and cried like the canine in heat she had become the more they got into it.

And then, he grabbed her by her chest, his thick rooster keeping her up while he pulled her back. As his fingers sunk into her breasts, her backside pressed on his abdomen, he held her close from behind with his face on her shoulders, and his thick white milk coated her walls with warmth until some of his cream leaked out of her slit, Wilka finally howled the loudest she had ever done in her life, and passed out in bliss.

Naito sighed and held her close as he laid her down, "Ok... Fighting these girls won't be easy..." he moved to get his clothes and, before leaving, carried Wilka with him. "I'll get you a bed, so rest."

And with that, he headed back into the castle to face whatever challenges awaited him.

-CASTLEBABES-

"Cula's castle, it's like a maze. Is it truly alive or..."

"Ngh... Sword Boy... Pet my puppies more..."

"Oh dear..."

Getting a little hot under the collar wasn't what Naito wanted when carrying the lovely werewolf girl Wilka, but he wouldn't complain. She was oddly adorable when she slept, just like a puppy. She was taller than him, yes, but he could carry her in arms and stare at her peaceful sleeping face filled with bliss for a good time. It actually made him want to pet her.

So far he had stumbled through the grassy area around the castle with a werewolf slowing him down. She wasn't particularly heavy, but her size, soft fur tickling parts of his chest that his gi didn't cover, and her wagging tail swishing between his legs didn't help him move forward much.

What also didn't help much was the cemetery around him. Nameless tombstones adorned the place, all with diverse designs that ranged from more than one part of the world. There were pillars, piles of rocks, marble, and what looked like coffins made of stone above the ground. It was not a frightening sight, considering what he had experienced the whole night.

By now he had been expecting any and all kinds of attacks at him. However, he hadn't been attacked, which could be because either Wilka was so important to Cula that no-one dared to attack him as he carried her or there could be some sinister plan waiting for him to lower his guard. He didn't like those ideas, so he kept on moving forward with the sleeping werewolf girl in his arms, holding her closely.

He closed his eyes, and opened with determination, "After everything that's happened, I can't let her be harmed... Kami, goddess of light, this is the one time I am regretful of the kindness you and your shota lover granted those who believe in you but I will venture forward."

"Sword Boy... Play more... with my ears... Zzz..."

Naito would've pulled his collar had he not been carrying Wilka. The wolf girl was having rather questionable dreams, it seemed. And just as things didn't seem like they could get any stranger, in came another one of Cula's servants.

His ears nearly twitched at the sound of a clopping sound. He turned, and there he saw that it was a horse... or half of one. Naito's jaw lowered itself for a good interpretation of a gaping fish when he saw a centaur girl. Her lower body was that of a horse with a brown coat, black hooves with steel horseshoes, metal plates wrapped around her body like a steel skirt, and a black tail.

She stopped before him, allowing the kid to see her upper body which was that of a human, but with a natural dark tan. She didn't look much older than him; in fact she looked to be Wilka's age. Her face was set in a stoic expression, with narrowed green eyes and a button nose. Her hair was jet black and pulled back in a ponytail, showing on top of her head two brown horse ears that flicked as she stared at him. Her torso was covered in a green long-sleeved shirt typical of a knight, and like a knight she covered her chest with a breastplate. And judging by the size, her chest had to be equal to Wilka's in volume and shape.

In said breastplate was a bat symbol, definitely Cula's. She also had two weapons that made him arch a brow: a spear in her right hand, and a large shield in her left.

She stared at him with an unnervingly cold and plain emotionless face, "Lady Wilka, is she all right?"

The centaur girl asked that with some concern in a monotone voice, which surprised him, "Uh, yes."

The centaur girl stared at him further, "It seems we were lucky you found her." She turned around, giving him a view of her plot, "Now hop on."

Naito held the wolf girl tighter, "What do you mean?"

The centaur girl closed her eyes calmly, "Don't worry; I assure you my pride won't get in the way, if that's what you mean. Sure, I wouldn't let anyone ride my back unless they were Mistress Cula, but Lady Wilka's safety is at risk. Even as a centaur I know when to make my own sacrifices for this castle's residents."

He was utterly confused, "Who are you?"

The centaur girl turned her head, staring at him cautiously, "You... must be a new recruit, it seems." She said and sighed, "I am one of Mistress Cula's guards. My name is Equidad. Pronounce it as Eckidad." The tone she used said it was best to do as told. And she continued, "As for you... I have to wonder what a new recruit is doing here? Mistress Cula ordered us to go to the coliseum to see a match."

He was surprised at such honor, "Then why're you here?" he asked, cautiously.

She replied coldly, "I could ask you the same." Equidad then stared at the unconscious werewolf, "But it may be good timing to stick together. I've heard a man that could defeat Lady Mafumet entered the castle and had to fight Lady Wilka... To see her like this, this man must be no joke." She slammed her spear's pummel on the ground so hard that Naito was surprised he didn't bounce off the floor, "As a guard of this castle, I would never abandon my post or my shift even if it was for the sake of entertainment as ordered by the mistress." She shut her eyes tightly, "And yet, I was unable to find and stop this man... Whoever he may he, he must be powerful."

Naito stared blankly at her, pondering whether or not to give his identity to her, until Wilka stirred in her sleep, "Then we better get going and get her a bed."

Naito was about to hop on Equidad's back, but found the tip of her spear poking his nose, yet without drawing blood. He yelped, and thanked his lucky stars that Wilka didn't fall, "Recruit! You shall refer to her as Lady Wilka! Show your respect as it is required for us who work for Mistress Cula." she stared at the boy before her with her cold eyes, "All of us girls in this castle should be respectful of our mistress for giving us a peaceful life with her."

And that's when Naito got it... She thought he was a girl! Well... his behind was kind of girly and he was still growing. But to be seen as a girl by this serious centaur girl did hurt his ego.

"I... I'm sorry..." he replied, feeling beads of sweat build on the back of his head, "So... Lady Equidad, shall we?"

She nodded, "Yes, Recruit. I shall forgive this mistake because of your good work by remaining in your post instead of going to that event." She then looked up, "Then again, not everyone was interested in it. Mistress Cula asked me to bring everyone, but some refused for their own personal reasons..." She sighed as the boy got up on her back along the wolf girl, "If this man is really as dangerous as to take out Lady Wilka, then we should have everyone come in, even those that live at the tower..."

Naito wanted to question what she meant, but decided not to considering she had yet to suspect him. And thus, he rode on Equidad's back to leave Wilka in a safe room, and perhaps then escape in the middle of the confusion.

After being escorted into Equidad's quarters, by going through a window that apparently Equidad used to get in because it was open, they moved to the centaur girl's ample quarters. The room had no bed, just a pile of hay with some covers.

"Listen, Recruit, we shall not rest, blink, or stray from our path, we will find that man." Equidad said as she and Naito put Wilka on the covers, making sure that no hay touched her fur, and let her rest peacefully.

Naito nodded, not sure what else to do, and turned to leave, "Then, I guess I should-"

"Wait!" Equidad cried at him, surprising Naito.

He turned and the sight he found was... a rather bizarre one. The cold centaur girl was shifting on her hooves, her face was flushed, and she had one hand on her mouth, "What is it?"

Equidad gulped and returned to her all business face, but the hue of red remained, "Recruit... Have you heard of my initiation test?" He shook his head, which caused her to let out a breath of relief, "I-I see... Then, Recruit, you should know that you must obey my every order..." The shota blinked, but nodded absentmindedly, "Good, good..." She was still blushing, "Then, know that my shift has officially ended and..." she shook her head, "No, wait, I should still keep working since that man is in the castle in order to-"

He sighed, "You should try to calm down." He rubbed the back of his head, "I'm not the best one to say this, but you're not fit to work like this."

Equidad blushed furiously, and this time she glared, "Recruit!"

He spoke up, "It's the truth." He stood tall... as tall as he could be, he reached her human belly, "Right now you wanted something for yourself. You can't just brush it aside like that." He looked at her in the eye, "Listen, if your duty's important, then you should also enjoy your own life, otherwise whatever you set your mind into will become a heavy burden."

"R-Recruit..." Equidad blushed harder... and an out of character smile spread on her face... a very lewd one that unnerved him, "Recruit, I should've known you'd feel this way for me... After all, I always liked blondes..."

Naito blinked, "What?"

And then Equidad's hands went for his buttocks, making him yelp as she groped his girly hide, "Oh... soft..." she moaned as she felt his backside with a grin, "Oh, Recruit... Can you keep your name a secret? Please? I... want to remember this as a mystery love."

With that it was obvious that the centaur girl was out of her mind. Naito really wanted to turn around and run, but as one hand kept him in place, the other went to her breastplate to let it fall off to the ground. He gulped, for her chest was two sizes bigger than Wilka's. And then, she removed his gi, admiring his fit chest with a smile. Her tongue darted out, licking her lips.

He shivered, "Wait, Equidad, I-"

She did something that surprised him, she let out a whiny like laugh, "Neighehehe... You... called me by my name without a title... how naughty..." with her free hand, she pulled off her shirt with a swift movement, letting her chocolate orbs breathe, complete with a near pitch black inverted nip.

Without warning, Equidad grabbed him and pressed his chest to hers with a smile, and licked her lips just as his were inches from hers. "Equidad, I'm-"

She licked his lips, her own lips quivering from the sensation of having tasted him, "Recruit... I'm not like the other girls... I know my body isn't one for this kind of thing... But I want to hold you tightly like this, rub your body against mine, and enjoy your warmth and smooth skin on my own." She groped his buttocks tighter and rubbed the boy up, feeling his lean torso getting dragged over her mammaries all the way up, before she rubbed him back down like he was a sponge to bathe herself with.

Naito groaned, the friction made his flesh sword pulse... and he noted his salvation, "Wait, Lady Wilka is here."

That made Equidad's eyes widen, and she stopped her motions, "Y-You're right, Recruit." She stumbled on her words, but she returned to her stoic self... and grinned once again, "We shall continue this immediately somewhere else... But be warned, my urges won't be sated so easily."

And just like that, Naito found himself on the centaur girl's back, she grabbed their clothes, and raced towards a room for something more private. The shota samurai soon found himself shoved into a large broom closet, with his back slamming on the floor. He heard the door getting locked, and looked up to see a now completely nude Equidad throwing their stuff to the side before she walked over to him.

She grinned wider and her front hooves were now on both sides of his head while her back hooves were on both sides of his thighs. He gulped, "Lady Equidad, I-"

She lowered herself on him, her horse body smothering his until his legs kicked at nothing but air from the pressure. She hushed him with a finger to his lips, "Equidad is fine, Recruit... Tee-hee... I always wanted a secret love like this... But a cute blonde like you for me to rub my body on and feel such warm, yet fit chest on my skin against such a smooth flesh... I can hardly wait..." she moaned, her hands on her red face.

And then, she pushed up her body, rubbing her girth on his smaller frame. Naito groaned under the pressure, because it felt good. Her coat was soft as a rose petal, her warmth was intoxicating, and her motions along the smell of her fur that gave the scent of a forest and flowers made it too pleasurable to lie about it.

So, it didn't take long for her to notice his hidden sword, "R-Recruit... what is that?" She asked, getting up to see the bulge in his hakama.

He gulped, "I..." and then he gasped when the astonished Equidad lowered her body to stare at his bulge. He felt like he lost a heartbeat when she pulled down his pants and stared at his tool, now free and erect. He then heard Equidad gulp.

"Recruit... Or whoever you are... This..." she gulped again, "I... need... this..."

Naito moaned when her soft hands grabbed his tool, a delicate, warm, yet strong hold fitting of someone as bizzare as her, "Equidad, what're you?"

She licked her lips, "I've always wanted to love away from the eyes of others... And I always liked blondes..." she stared at the kid's crotch, "I can tell there'll be a nice bush of golden hair sooner than later..."

He gritted his teeth when she moved her hand up his length, and then down.

He just knew this would be a wild ride.

Naito felt Equidad's eagerness for some loving as she sped up her pumping, nearly making her hand pulling his fleshs tick up and down hurt him, and yet it still felt pleasurable. She was not skilled, but she was willing, she was eager, and she was determined and dedicated. As her hand pumped his tool up and down with lots of energy, her other hand went to his balls. The kid moaned as her slender fingers touched his orbs, pushing each one up and down with her middle and index fingers while her thumb rubbed and examined his sack's surface.

She was deeply engrossed in pleasuring him with an enthusiastic smile on her face. She even licked her lips the harder and bigger his tool got, as well as hotter in her hand, "Recruit, your skin feels amazing..." she moaned as if she were the one feeling the pleasure.

Then her pumping stopped, almost causing him to let out a groan of disappointment until her tongue replaced her hands. Her drool coated appendage dragged itself from his balls, as if tasting each jewel inside his sack before moving up. She left a thick line of saliva all the way from the bottom of her root to the tip of her mushroom. His tool flicked after she finished her long experimental lick, bobbing back and forth in a way that seemed to entrance her even more. Precum dripped from the slit on top of his shaft, making her lick her lips.

She opened her mouth and took in his mushroom, sucking on it gently as if drinking through a straw. Naito clenched his jaw tightly as her tongue swirled around the head of his prick to take as much of his salty juices in her mouth. She let go with a popping sound and stared at the still hard meat stick that pulsed for some much needed release.

Equidad felt herself getting much wetter than before. She eagerly stood up on her four legs to stand above him in order to give the boy a nice view of her plot, lining her tight and eager marehood above the youth's hips. Naito moaned as drops of her horse juices dripped down on his hard tool while he stared at her large furry behind, her tail swishing eagerly. She smiled more, her blush intensifying as she lowered herself. The instant she did, with his mushroom crushing her walls and entering her walls by force, she opened her mouth for a pained gasp.

It wasn't like anything she felt before in battle when the rod stretched her entrance. The her inner walls were pushed aside by the shaft her fleshy moistened walls were gripping hard was a painful experience yet slightly welcomed, as if the intrusion also caressed her innards. All the way, his tool was making her moan as it kept on crushing her inner muscles, attempting to reach her womb.

The kid groaned, his hands instinctively reached out and grabbed her large brown plot, stroking, massaging, caressing and gripping her plump cheeks. The centaur girl let out a moan that resembled a neigh, showing she enjoyed his small digits sinking into her backside like her own fingers did on his rear. He rubbed his hands on her warm coat, feeling her muscular behind, and watching her puckered tight ring muscle within reach just an inch over her slit. So, while stroking her cheeks, he slid his thumbs into her back entrance, stretching it slowly.

Equidad moaned loudly as the main act began when both her pelvis met him in a wet meaty slap. The centaur girl immediately started to bounce up and down the shaft, feeling the pleasure slowly build up along an incredible pressure reaching her stomach. He felt the same; his length was tightly gripped in a way that it was as if her fleshy walls tried to suck him into her womb.

The two kept going for a while, with each slap of her pelvis on his, causing bruises to slowly form before they healed quickly from his demonic blood, their hips picked up pace. Then Equidad turned around to face the blond boy who was giving her such incredible pleasure, and smiled more as she looked at his pleasured face.

Her hands reached for her breasts, stroking her mammaries as she stared at that face while his tool started to make her legs feel wobbly. She knew she needed her release, she had used toys to break her hymen already, but this boy was more than she ever hoped to find.

With matching groans, they bucked hard against each other with their loudest and wettest slap of meat against meat. Equidad fell on top of Naito who didn't care when she smothered him with her body, they cried their release. His seed shot into her womb as his balls tightened, caking her walls white and making her see a bright white light. At the same instant, her nectar shot out, splashing his groin with her honey all the way until it dripped from his balls.

The two panted, with Equidad staring at the boy below her, and she grinned, "Can we... go at it again...?" she asked between pants.

He smiled, "Sure..."

And they didn't stop until the poor girl's legs couldn't hold he weight any longer.

-CASTLEBABES-

After the events following reentering the castle and finding Wilka a bed, Naito was ready for anything. What he wasn't prepared for was to get a pie thrown at his face, cream dripped down his face but fortunately didn't touch his clothes. He would have questioned this, but he was actually angry. He took off the plate, wiped the cream off his face and stared at his attacker, easily identifiable because of her laughter.

"What in Kami and her shota's name..." he growled more than asked.

"Ohahahahaha! That was priceless!" she shouted in fits of laughter while rolling on the ground.

He stared at her, she was a rabbit, but humanoid. She also had a body that could bounce marbles off: thick thighs, a fat behind with a plump yet round and firm form, and breasts easily being enough to smother a man's head in between them. She had a perfect figure and was really voluptuous; to the point her melon sized mammaries strained and bounced her clothes every time she laughed. This bodacious figure of hers was covered in snow white fur.

He stared at her; she had a blonde mane of hair set in a bob-cut with neatly trimmed bangs, and long bunny ears on top of her head. Her face was more human like even if it was still covered in fur, in fact it had human lips but the nose of a rabbit. What he did note was her attire more than anything, and her make-up. She wore a red full body jumpsuit with baggy pants and black sleeves, orange frilly cuffs on her ankles and wrists, white fuzzy buttons, and no shoes since her feet were too large and those of a bunny, making shoes impossible to wear for her. She did have white gloves, though. And to make her job even more obvious, she had painted a large red grin all over her lips and cheeks, and thick black tear-like marks that went down from her eyes with blue paint circles around her red beady eyes.

Naito used his thumb to push out his katana by an inch, "And you are?" he was actually mad at this bunny jester.

She then sprung up to her furry paw-padded feet and bowed mockingly, "Mirna, Mistress Cula's jester, and pleased to be the one..." here her grin turned to sweetly to be truthful, "To take you down." She swung her arms to her sides and knives shot out of her sleeves and into her gloved hands.

Naito cringed as he swung his katana and wakizashi at the same time and got the projectile weapons out of his way. Mirna smirked and jumped high in the air, finally letting Naito notice he was in another lobby with balconies on the second floor and only one set of stairs that divided into two to reach them. She landed on one of the stone rails of the balconies and readied more knives with that sweet smile.

He groaned, "I hate kabukis."

Mirna smirked, "Too bad, I'm a jester, not a cowkie or however you say it." She threw another barrage of knives at him that the blond samurai deflected like before. She grinned and jumped at him, Naito waited for her to repeat her attack, but saw her grin again, "Say hello to by big friend!" She sang, and while midair flipped herself to deliver her foot into Naito's side.

She grinned, about to cackle in victory, only to gasp when the spiky haired boy grabbed her leg and gave her a sneer, "Joke's on you." He said, both to give her a taste of her own medicine in bad comedy, and to explain that what would happen next would hurt.

And it did hurt; Mirna gasped when she was swung over the kid's head and had her back slamming on the hard concrete ground. She groaned in pain and when she opened her eyes, Naito's arms came to her. She gasped when he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up, only to give her a solid head-butt. She cringed, feeling her already fuzzy mind go fuzzier with bright lights and colors. Naito grabbed her by one arm and judo-tossed her into the ground once again. This time the bunny jester didn't feel like getting up, she was too dizzy, and the bright lights made the samurai too good looking to want to fight him, or had he always been that cute?

The young swordsman sighed, "That was easier than expected, and less troublesome than usual in here." He admitted, "I... feel kind of disappointed." He turned to leave, only to be kicked off his feet by the giggling jester girl who enjoyed watching him fall face-first, "Ugh... had to jinx myself." He felt the bunny girl get on his back and try to subdue him, but before she could do a thing, he rolled while she still hadn't tightened her hold of him and grabbed her to be on top of the much taller bunny woman. He finally noticed she was the size of an adult, meaning he barely reached her groin... which was currently on his knee.

The jester shot herself up to keep her attack, not noticing that Naito had tried to pin her down with one hand that missed her shoulder and grabbed her jacket, or how close his groin was to hers as she moved. All they knew was that after the sound of cloth ripping, Mirna's mammaries were exposed and she had felt the third sword he carried inside his pants rubbing her bunnyhood. The jester mewled, her eyes wide and her mind briefly going blank at feeling such girth pressing on her slit.

Naito was equally shocked but for different reasons, he was seeing at another set of make-up on Mirna's chest. Her nips were painted a bright yellow, a permanent paint that also made her face's makeup and forever tainted her fur and skin. But what was weird was that she had blue petals around her nips, making them look like flowers. He also noticed that he had ripped most of her outfit from one side, rip going from her now exposed chest to her now equally bare groin. He raised a brow at it, she had permanently shaved it to show pink and healthy skin in between her furry legs creating the shape of a star.

And then, he finally smelled the moisture coming from her, noted her arms wrapped around his body, felt her heated chest on his, and saw her blue eyes staring at his in a blank yet needy look of lust. He was about to cry something out, but found out that she wouldn't let him.

Meanwhile, Cula was racing to her throne room to find Naito and see what he would be up to next with her crystal ball, "Has anyone found him after he left Wilka behind?"

Her arachne, Gorgon, nodded, "Yes, but it is... Mirna."

Cula did something that would seem out of character for her, she face-palmed, "Is it that time of the month of her?"

She gulped, "Y-Yes..."

The vampiress groaned, "That jester of mine... I told her to wait. It seems that Naito will have to deal with her heat."

Gorgon nodded but found something odd, her mistress had called their enemy by his first name.

Back with Naito, he groaned when the sexually heated up bunny girl disrobed him with ease, letting his clothes fall messily down while still clinging to his body, just like hers, but her outfit hung to her furry body only because of her cuffs. Her pants were falling to her knees and that gave her the chance to squat over the boy, towering over him while he remained seated on the ground.

Mirna didn't waste any time and deeply kissed him fully on the lips, her paint didn't leave any marks, but the way she was sucking on her unwilling lover certainly would leave his mouth bruised. She hugged him closely and bucked against his messily undone loincloth, his hard rod poking out of it and hardening as it felt her smooth skin and the moisture of her juices covering and coating his tool. He was unable to do anything but moan into the kiss when her gloved hand held his meat poker and stroked it. Her fur was as silky if not even silkier than Wilka's, and the way her plump behind jiggled with every bucking she gave to smack her pelvis to his tool was tempting him too much.

After everything that had happened, Naito finally decided to do the sensible thing: "Ugh, screw it." He said as he pushed Mirna down on her back. He ripped off the parts of her outfit keeping her torso hidden, leaving her only in her now detached sleeves and the leggings of her pants.

But while her bare pussy lips were tempting him with the nectar they poured and had coated his tool with her hip smacking, he noted her furry breasts and the flowers on her mountains, and remembered their silky feeling. He didn't waste any time, he got on top of Mirna, straddled her stomach, grabbed her furry melons, and smacked them against his tool, sandwiching his hot meat in her glorious velvety orbs. Mirna moaned at the feeling of such heat invading her chest and caressing her melons, and let out a mewl of pleasure when Naito crushed them against his tool in a way that was slightly painful but too pleasurable for her to care. His thumbs rubbed circles on the tips of her hard flowers as he enjoyed the sensation of her chest flesh pounds smothering his tool.

She eagerly pressed her breasts against his rooster. Naito was surprised once he started to thrust into her cleavage. Her fat chest flesh pounds so huge that they made his prick completely disappear. Every time he pulled back his tool would be hidden in those mountains and made her moan as he pushed back forward with his thumbs caressing her chest flowers. Mirna would watch the pink mushroom poking out and briefly grasping against her mouth with each push out of her furry melons. It created a thin line of precum that connected her red ruby lips to his hard rod. She smirked and opened her mouth.

Every time Naito trusted, he would be received with the delight of Mirna's tongue lapping at his tool. His eyes rolled back as her tongue rolled against his shaft's head. The sight of her lewd smile and her tongue coating his flesh stick with her drool was so hot, and her chest too damn snug, that he felt himself tense. He groaned and grabbed her face, and as Mirna's eyes widened in shock, so did her throat. She took him in until his balls slapped her chin and his hairless groin was pressed on her pink nose. Her neck bulged from the huge throbbing flesh filling it. Naito grunted and let himself loose. Mirna's eyes rolled behind her head as she took large gulp after large gulp of delicious, salty and yet sweet man cream down her throat. She was becoming as addicted to the taste as to lapping her mistress' slit.

After his final spurt, Naito pulled back, making his hot seed pour out of Mirna's lips, with his dick splashing some into her face and leaving a trail down her neck, in between her glorious melons, and to her groin. Mirna panted but knew what would happen, and after having such thickness invading her mouth she wanted it in her snatch. She wrapped her legs around Naito's waist as he positioned himself with her hairless entrance, grabbed her fat behind with his hands, one of them pulling her up by her tail while being careful to not be too rough to cause her too much pain. She cringed when her cotton white tail was grabbed but moaned as the pain soon became pleasure.

With a hard thrust, Naito was inside of her, smacking his balls on her fat furry hide, one hand groping one of her asscheeks to get his fingers to sink into it as his hip smacking made her pink skin redden. His other hand went to her chest to play with one flower, rolling its tip in between his thumb and index finger, pulling the nip, from time to time while his other fingers caressed the underside of her fat tit. Meanwhile, his mouth got busy with her free fat chest flesh pound, making Mirna moan and grab his head so he sucked her like he was a baby.

What Mirna loved about the boy was that he could keep with her bunny heat, which meant that once she was finally satisfied, she was covered completely with his man milk and panting in bliss.

-CASTLEBABES-

Once Naito had bested Mirna, the bizarre but highly attractive rabbit monster clad in clown make up, he had stumbled through Cula's castle. The tired but still quite energetic shota samurai walked up a flight of stairs, spiraling into infinity, he walked for hours, days, weeks, months, years? He could not tell, but still the stairs went on.

"This castle...Is it alive? Is it aware of my presence? Who knows... Cula might, but then she would never tell me... Great Sage Buddha, tell me, is this quest a pointless one? Am I doomed to journey through her domain for all eternity until The Shinigami and her shota lover take me to the realm of my ancestors?"

As if to answer his questions, the stairs suddenly began spinning rapidly, despite his seated position Naito found his senses in complete disarray, he would've upchucked as well if he hadn't found himself shooting forward and tumbling into a huge room. Leaping to his room, he twists about to see the stairway he was thrown from disappear into the wall, the steps melting into the surface of the very rock that composed the walls surface itself.

He sighed, just once, but heard a second sigh be his side. Twisting his head around, Naito was face to face with another creature of Cula's castle, "A... fairy?" he tilted his head at the strange being before him. It was female like all other residents of the castle but didn't look as bloodthirsty or insane. She was mostly cute.

"Pipipi?" she asked as she tilted her head to the side. "Pipipipi..."

Staring at the shota swordsman she focused on looking more in detail at his features while her body glowed blue, illuminating the castle's dark hall. The fairy was somewhat insectoid in appearance, but was mostly a blue humanoid. She possessed an olive green bowl cut of hair, completely pitch black eyes like a bug's, and the wings of a dragonfly. She had blue glowing skin, the figure of a mature woman with a thin waist, a fat yet well-rounded behind, and mammaries that if she found a baby fairy said infant wouldn't be able to put its mouth around it. She was also naked, showing dark green nips, a green bush of hair over her slit which had lime green colored lips.

Naito rubbed the back of his head, "Sorry, I am not used to your language. I may have traveled here to face monsters but I never thought I'd find one of your kind in this place. Are your perhaps a wanderer or a prisoner who is looking for a way out of this haunted castle?"

The fairy shook her head, signaling she understood him, and flew to his right sleeve to pull it. He watched as she aimed a finger to one side and found... a rather towering figure. The fairy's light glowed brighter and allowed Naito to see where he was.

He jumped back and stared at it, only to find that it didn't move. The fairy's light glowed brightly and allowed him to see the room more clearly. Large metallic cages filled with crystal bulbs of different colors, large cables, and a metal table decorated the room along a large window that allowed him to look outside at an incoming storm, and some chains to lift the table to a hole in the ceiling.

What caught his attention was the creature before him laying on top of the table, unmoving. Its body was that of several animals put together as one. And it was, like everyone but him in this castle, female. The only thing unnatural about it, besides how its body was made of parts of other creatures stitched together, were two bolts on her neck connected to some wires.

It had a lioness' head with two large horns on top like those of a gazelle, and a rather cute and round face. Her torso was also that of a lioness but more humanoid, for she possessed a white underbelly with six pack abs, beige fur, and the shota sword wielder could see a brown bush over her slit; but what would definitely jump to his attention, besides the stitch mark on her left lower ribs and the one at the right of her toned stomach, were the large mammaries capable of crushing his head on just one. Her arms, however, there those of a gorilla, a female one due to their form, but while lean they carried muscle beneath the thick black fur, though the hands ended in rather feminine if still strong fingers. Last but not least, her legs were those of a horse, with a thick and muscular mare's plot and hooves. He noted that she had no tail, but when seeing a snake laying at the right side of her body he knew that said tail was replaced with the green reptile which had to be female considering this place.

Naito finally found his voice, "What madness would create such a creature?" he said as he approached the beast in the metal table and noted the lab coat on a perch. Without so much of a word he grabbed it and pulled it over the creature's body like a mantle, "Whoever or whatever you are, I hope you have sweet dreams no matter what happens. To be born in this world should mean you choose your life, not be created for this kind of insanity."

He turned to walk away, unaware of the being's right hand twitching when feeling his warmth and care.

Back with Cula, the loli vampiress bit her right index finger as she sat on her throne, "Wilka's been mated by Naito, and not only that but he's once again on the loose in my castle and even mated Mirna... Naito, you really are trying my patience, but..." she pulled her finger out of her mouth, letting her wound heal while her arachne Gorgon served her a wineglass of blood, "Naito hasn't taken a life or harmed anyone... I can't just kill him and be done with him, it'd feel... wrong."

Just then, another creature entered the throne room after kicking the door open with a webbed foot. It was... a duck girl that looked two years younger than Cula herself. She was short, a bit chubby but in the way one could only grab a handful of her stomach, and quite cute. Her beak itself had the ability to move and bend like lips, her large eyes were an adorable green, and her scaly yellow legs were humanoid with the exception of her webbed feet and already getting some shape. Her white feathered body was also more humanoid in shape and was covered only by a white lab coat that would've fit an adult better, for she was dragging its tails from behind.

Cula sighed with a cheek resting on her fist, "Patica..."

The duck girl grinned, bowed, and in that single motion her whole body grew older. In one instant the eight years old had turned into a mature MILF duck woman with large and slightly sagged white feathered breasts that could smother a man's head in between them, a round and pert rear with her duck tail standing up and ready for her mistress, her legs had grown very, very long and incredibly shapely and well-toned, and her stomach still carried some bulge but it looked firm, showing she did keep her figure. Her beak curled into a smirk while her lab coat exposed her larger concentration of feathers over her pink slit and her dark pink and hard nips poked through her chest feathers.

She stood up, "Mistress, it's been informed to me by Fae that this Naito has met my ultimate creation, Chimera." Said the duck woman as she pulled out a pair of round glasses with a thin trim and put them before her eyes, "I was waiting for a chance to test Chimera herself, and now that our dear samurai came in contact with her, she could hunt him as intended. After all, she was designed to bring you fresh and living food."

Cula narrowed her brows, "Would Naito be... harmed?"

Patica was surprised, albeit briefly, "Well... not much, bruised, yes. But I doubt his swords could harm the thick meat and muscle I've given my Chimera. My baby will make you proud... perhaps enough for you to... play with me..." she said, in her mind images of her mistress spanking her child self's rump making her leak juices between her shapely legs, and thoughts of the vampiress feeding off her adult self's chest added to that.

Cula smiled, "I'll keep it in mind."

As Naito made his way with the not very trustworthy help of the fairy, he knew he was better heading to a trap than nowhere at all. He wasn't dumb, he knew the fairy had to work for Cula. The little creature fighting him seemed ridiculous considering she was barely the size of his arm to the elbow. What he did know was that he had to be careful, so he followed the insectoid creature with his right hand resting on his swords and his eyes trying not to focus too much on her naked behind and her honeypot adorned by that lovely green bush.

So far he was going up, which had to be a good sign. The little fairy, Fae, flew up to the ceiling and moved a lid as best she could, flapping her little bug wings with all her might. Naito jumped back when a ladder fell down and the lid showed him the stormy sky. With a cry of "Pipipi!" Fae waved for him to join her. The boy grabbed the ladder with a strong grip and smiled when seeing how sturdy it was.

As he climbed, he did noticed something, either the storm was coming too close, or something heavy was moving around. Not wanting to try his luck more than he was now letting an enemy guide him, he raced up and found himself on the rooftops of the castle so high above the ground that all he could see when trying to find the floor was a dark empty void. He gulped and walked on top of the roof, finding that he had been in a tower and that bridges connected the rooftops between them and larger portions of the castle.

He gave the fairy a wary look now that he was in the open, and then heard a thunderous noise that wasn't from the clouds in the sky. It came from behind him, and he could sense the ground sinking. Slowly, he turned his head, and found the creature from the lab standing eight foot tall. The only difference was that she had a collar that a lightning bold illuminated to show her name: Chimera.

"Chimera..." she said, raising her gorilla arms, "CRASH!" And she swung them down. The shota flipped backwards, spinning in the air like a ball, and landed to see her feminine gorilla fists leaving large craters on the roof. Chimera stomped the ground, cracking the floor, and dashed at Naito at incredible speeds.

The boy grinned, for he could see her movements too well, "You're too easy to read, Chimera!" he said as he spun around her charge and brought his blunt swords against her stomach... only to find them bouncing off! "What?!" he cried when seeing the creature's sturdy skin. Then he had to duck under the monster's hand trying to grab him, so he tried to sweep her off her feet with a kick.

The moment his leg connected with her hoof, Naito grunted in pain for she was too heavy to be kicked off. He groaned, he'd have to use his devil blood to beat her and... what was that noise? He looked up, and the strange cracking sound he heard came from Chimera's bolts on her neck. In one instant, Naito's eyes widened when seeing lightning bolts sparkling from them, and the next his vision turned white when a lightning bolt from the storm hit both combatants.

The samurai boy cried in pain as his body was flung backwards from the shock while Chimera just cracked her neck. The samurai rolled on the floor and watched as she charged at him with her arms cracking with electricity covering her black fur. He gritted his teeth... and then saw the same fairy who got him in this mess fly up to Chimera's face with her arms stretched to her side.

"Pipipipipi!" She cried with a determined look on her head, "Pipi, pipipi!" she looked at Naito and hung her head low, "Pipipi..." she then shook her head, "Pipipi!"

Chimera just flicked the fairy with one of her fingers. Naito watched with wide eyes how the little bug girl flew off and was about to fall. He didn't think, he just acted, "Why you!" he shouted and raced at Chimera. She tried to punch him, but found that he had gotten too fast despite having billions of bolts coursing through his body. In one second Naito's boots were on her feline face, and the next he was jumping down to catch the little fairy. Chimera stumbled back while Naito landed and rolled on the ground, holding the little creature in his hands.

The creature was mad, "Chimera... crash... sword boy's... spine!" she roared as she swung her arms to her sides and charged at the boy.

Naito looked at the little fairy and passed his hand over her little body to feel a pulse. He was seemingly ignoring the charging creature, who punched at him. And in that one instant, Naito's right hand shot up and grabbed the fist. Chimera widened her eyes when seeing that Naito was unaffected by the electricity, and not only that, but he was mad!

The moment he turned his eyes to the creature, they had turned a deep red, and with those eyes came the horns that signaled what he was. In his other hand, he held Fae close, and with his gripping hand, he pulled Chimera towards him and head-butted her. The large creature groaned and stumbled back. She hissed and her snake tail lashed at Naito to bite him, only to get caught in the kid's free hand. Naito yanked Chimera again, this time by her tail, and forced her to stumble towards him with her muscular plot first. He didn't waste any time and jumped up, bringing both his feet into each fat and muscular cheek that sent Chimera down on all fours.

She grunted from the pain and tried to get up, but when she heard Naito land harmoniously behind her, the creature's mind knew one thing right then and there: fear. She was afraid of Naito, the boy she was designed to hunt for Cula was mad, and she was the cause of that anger. She slowly turned around and felt Naito's free hand grab her by her ears, pulling her roughly to face the little fairy.

"I don't know who she is, or what she was told to do, but for a moment she didn't want to see more senseless pain. You dared to hurt her when she tried to stop you, you did this!" He yanked her harder by her ear, turning her around and keeping her on all fours from the pain, "I care not who or what you were created to be, but if you dare to cause others pain when they don't deserve it or try to stop a fight, then I won't stand still!" He pulled her up and head-butted her again, making her whimper.

Naito let Chimera fall flat on her face and large chest and put down Fae with all the care and gentleness he could muster for the nude fairy. When he turned to the beast, she was trying to crawl away from him, but he yanked her back by gripping her tail. He held her by her throat now and glared at her, but didn't put the pressure that would've cut the air for her.

Cula watched this along Patica with a stern look, "He is mad, he is furious, and even then, in his very heart he won't kill your pet, Patica." She then growled, "I can't say I'd be as kind, considering your Chimera hurt Fae."

The duck woman bowed, "My apologies, mistress. I programmed her to bring you food no matter the cost, I never thought Fae would do this..."

Cula sighed, "Fae... I shouldn't have let her be there. What was I thinking? Fairies care for others, that's the only reason she's with me instead of with her kind. She even protected Naito because of that nature of hers. But now, whatever happens to Chimera, it doesn't matter. She's on her own for attacking one of my girls."

And then, the mad duck doctor, the loli vampiress, and even the shota samurai widened their eyes when Chimera looked at the boy... and pulled down his pants.

"Mistress... Chimera has... submitted to him..." Patica said while restraining her urges to play with her slit.

Cula watched as Naito gasped when the beast licked at his manhood through his loincloth and blushed hard. The boy let go of the creature's ear, and proceeded to grab her by her antlers. Cula grew a shade of lovely red on her supposedly undead face when the boy guided the creature's opened mouth to his now exposed rooster. Naito wasn't kind of caring this time, he grabbed Chimera's horns and hilted himself all the way down her throat while her feline mouth worked its tongue all around his manhood. His ballsack slapped her furry shin, her wet nose tickled his hairless crotch, and his pink mushroom was reshaping and bulging her throat.

Patica instantly rushed out of the room while Cula noticed that she had the room now for herself, her other servants leaving for their duties. The loli vampiress bit her lips, but soon found her right hand snaking into her skirt at the sight of Naito being this dominant. The way his cute butt would move as he bucked against Chimera's face, face-mating the now submissive creature with his tool pumping in and out her throat, stretching her muscle walls and coating his tools in her saliva got the mistress of the castle to feel her own juices pouring down.

Naito didn't let go of the creature as he grunted and moaned to her long feline tongue caressing his tool. It was surprisingly smooth and wet, licking his meat rod all the way and coiling around his meet. He kept on smacking and bucking his hips harder and faster with each movement, enough to cause Chimera's breasts to bounce until they slapped back against his balls. Naito groaned in delight as he felt the creature swallow his meat for a drink of his milk. He shoved her harder to have his mushroom go all the way down her throat until it almost went into her chest. Chimera moaned at that, sending vibrations on the wonderful piece of meat defiling her.

But then, Naito saw her juices leaking into the floor, and he pulled back, one hand holding his now salivated meat poker with a thick line of saliva connecting it to the mewling Chimera's face, "On your back." He growled, making her purr submissively and do just that. In one moment the creature had her legs spread, her back on the hard floor, and her arms pulling her legs back and apart for Naito's meat.

Chimera didn't wait long for Naito didn't hesitate. She and her snake tail hissed when he filled her to the brim with his meat and started to roughly mate her like an alpha dog in heat. His hands went to her breasts and grabbed them roughly to hold himself and pump his flesh stick harder and deeper into the monster woman. Chimera for her part roared in bliss every time the wonderful piece of meat went all the way to her womb and crushed the muscle walls inside her love tunnel. Her legs and snake tail wrapped themselves around Naito's waist to push him deeper, but even with that Naito was still in control and showed it with a hard thrust that sent white lightning through Chimera's vision.

Cula herself didn't know why or how, but when her servants arrived and Naito had mated Chimera until the monster woman had her love cave caked with his seed and unable to walk for hours, she found her tiny blue hands coated with her honey.

She sighed, "Naito... Tch... You're making this harder on both of us."

-CASTLEBABES-

Naito knew he was tired, exhausted, and after getting back to normal from his fight with Chimera, that fact wouldn't change at all. What he did know was that in his hands he carried an injured and unconscious fairy whose race's legendary kind nature got the best of her even if she had plotted along his enemy, Cula. The sexy tomboyish loli vampiress was trying harder and harder to put him down and yet he knew, he just knew that he'd have to fight her no matter his feelings.

She was cruel only to those who attempted to take her or her servants' lives, and even then after all he did the mistress of the castle talked to him as an equal and showed him respect. To see a kind fairy trying to trick him for her even if she showed remorse in the end proved that Cula couldn't be truly evil, just that she followed her own path with a conviction that he found even respectable.

"Her devotion is almost like this night's sky: infinite and filled with mystery." He said as he walked with the unconscious fairy in his hands, looking at the moon as he stepped over the large rooftop with the moon as his only light, "Cula Draconier, such devotion and love that her servants have, and yet she still carries such darkness." He let out a sigh at his troubled thoughts, "I was ready to face monsters and become a man by facing her in battle, but after everything that's happened, what I have done, and my fall to those temptations with the flesh of my enemies, am I worthy of this?"

He looked at the sky for answers, but a soft cry of, "Pipipi..." made him turn to the stirring Fae. He gasped and waited for her to wake up, but she didn't, instead she laid back to rest some more. He chuckled softly and used his pinky to move her green bangs away from her face, "Such a frail yet innocent appearance. I feel horrible for the pain you went through because of me."

Cula watched this intently, breathing slowly to calm herself, "He punished Chimera and when she submitted he gave in, this is the side of his demonic blood... and yet, he didn't intend to kill her, and now he is carrying Fae for her sake... Naito, you truly are a troublesome boy."

It was then that the ground trembled as someone entered the vampiress' room. Cula raised her eyes to look at the large, fat figure before her. The body of the creature was chubby to no belief and it was, obviously, female. It was a Notso Macho woman. She was identified by her obese and round body filled with fat, covered in yellow fur all except for the top of her head, which was green with long bunny-like ears. Her mouth consisted of sharp fangs behind large, fleshy pink lips that extended themselves all over her face with a long tongue hanging out near her chest, like a dog's only way bigger and chunkier. Her eyes were pitch black with red irises. She had a black button nose like a cat's. Her chunky arms and legs were thicker than an entire man's body, and yet carried enough muscle below the grease to give her incredible strength like a sumo wrestler. Her chest was exposed, showing breasts as big as Naito's torso and with pink puffy nips.

She was clad only in a loincloth with covered her blue colored slit's lips. And on her hands and feet which ended with blue claws she had paw pads. On her right shoulder she hefted a large katana with a red handle, and she had quite the amused smirk at the sight of the samurai.

"Nocho..." Cula said as she looked at her chunky soldier, "Am I to asume you want to face him next?"

Her loyal underling nodded, licking her fat fleshy lips with her long chunky tongue, "Of course, mistress, I would enjoy having some fun out of a cute boy by crushing him and pushing him down. Besides..." she used one of her chubby hands to slap her enormous gut, making ripples appear on it like jelly, "My body should be able to take his strikes and... virility."

Cula closed her eyes, "It's been so long since I've doubted any of my loyal servants, and I'd never dare to take your confidence as unneeded, but he-" a pawed finger found its way to her lips.

Nocho smiled adoringly to her mistress and patted the girl's head, "I'll be all right, mistress. Should he best me, I'd be happy to know I have room for improvement in the way of the sword with him as a barrier I shall surpass. And I'd also get a good lay considering what he's done." Cula was about to protest but her Notso Macho soldier kneeled before her and held her shoulders, "We'd also wear him down... I've seen your eyes on him, mistress. We will do whatever we can to make him fall for you...r tactics."

Cula sighed with her eyes closed again at her swordswoman's implications; she moved aside her Nocho's chubby hand away and spoke, "I can't change your mind, can I? Just lead him to me. I shall deal with him sooner or later."

Nocho chuckled, "Of course, we can share him."

Cula felt red come to her undead cheeks, but her soldier was stomping off, laughing loudly and leaving her to groan to herself, "I seriously don't get her at times." She looked again as Naito climbed down a set of stairs with one hand keeping Fae close to his body, "And I also don't get you, Naito. Would fighting you bring me any answers or more questions?"

Naito groaned the more stairs he traveled through with the injured fairy in his hands. She was breathing which caused a smile to spread to his face. He could also sense something else the moment he passed by a large armory hall. There were wonderful chandeliers hanging from above, swords, halberds, axes, spears, and even hammers put on display, and magnificent yet also decaying armors were settled at the sides of a large red carpet. It was as if this room was meant to walk in and admire the weaponry.

Naito gently set Fae down, pulled off his gi leaving himself shirtless, and folded it to make a bed for the unconscious fairy. "There's too much bloodlust in this room for me to believe you'll hide any longer," he said as he turned to the other end of the exhibition room, to a large door with a golden frame. "Would you mind showing yourself?"

And in came her, "Fufufu... I can see why the mistress is keeping an eye on you, samurai." Said the chubby Notso Macho woman, "Allow me to introduce myself." She said as she walked through the door with her katana hefted on her shoulder, "Name's Nocho, well, it's actually Shinkyoku, but the mistress has slight problems pronouncing it."

Naito sweat-dropped, unable to imagine the loli vampiress who had captivated him having such a problem, "My name's Naito, Kaminari Naito." He said as he used a thumb to pull out his sword by an inch while focusing his eyes on her face and not her large, overly fat breasts.

"I know, boy. Mistress Cula is troubled by you... and so am I." she grinned and had her free left hand snake to her loincloth, "To the victor goes the spoils, so you better win for your own good, otherwise I'll have fun with those cute little lips of yours when not spanking that cute butt you wiggle when fighting." She then cackled, "I'll say, it's almost as lovely as my mistress'. Oh, I could just listen to her cry and moan and feel all hot and tingly inside without any handwork..." her left hand came out of her loincloth, moistened.

Naito blushed hard, "W-What kind of sword wielder are you to carry no shame?!" he cried with a glare, "You carry the sword of a samurai yet say such vulgar things. To think Cula would have someone like you..."

Shinkyoku, or Nocho as her mistress nicknamed her, smirked, "Oh, if you don't like it..." she leaned down, letting her fat chest flesh pounds swaying as her nips became erect from her thoughts of this boy, "How about you spank me?" for emphasis she slapped her fat asscheek with a sly grin and enough force to make an echo in the room.

Naito growled, "Cula seems like such an accepting women when it comes to monsterkind, so to see someone like you treat this battle in this manner really makes my blood boil." He took a stance with both his swords out, "I normally wouldn't do this for an enemy, but your words... the way you spoke of your mistress..." Here he glared harder, "I can't bring it in myself to forgive someone who'd speak that way of others, let alone someone who I've come to respect!"

In her throne room, Nia and Gorgon let their jaws fall when seeing their tiny and lovely mistress bury her once blue and now crimson red face in her tiny hands. The loli vampiress mumbled some words they'd never forget, "That... fool... making me feel... Ugh..."

Shinkyoku cackled, "You're good, boy. Too soft, but you will be such a treat for me..." her long tongue licked her lips and flicked one of her hanging nips. She straightened up and held her katana's sheath with her left hand, "Allow me to show you something nice. This room is a trophy room. All who have come to this castle have their goods put here in display for our amusement. I know a good place for your swords, boy, but it's not in this room, but my mistress'."

Nia and Gorgon blinked when Cula groaned into her palms, "I am really starting to hate her."

Naito glared harder, "These swords serve to protect, not to amuse."

Shinkyoku laughed as she unsheathed her blade, "Oh, but you'll amuse me, starting by lapping at my folds before I crush you with my body and take all of your remaining seed within my womb. Oh... I can hardly wait to have my fun raping you."

Naito was at a loss, here he was facing an enemy unlike the others he had seen. Cula herself saw this, "Maybe Nocho will be a good match for him... I am sad to say this but Naito's never faced such lust for battle and sex before." She then saw her nekomata about to open her mouth and silenced her with a finger on her lips, "Besides me, of course. And yet that was with me holding back my urges."

The shota samurai immediately charged at his chubby opponent and swung his sword. At first he noticed that she didn't try to counter him with her katana, but rather than doubt anything he pressed forward and slammed his blunt swords on her stomach. The shock he felt was immense when his swords bounced right off her fat belly and unharmed yellow skin. He gritted his teeth when seeing her sly smile and seeing her tongue drool. He cringed when some of that drool fell on his naked chest.

She swung her own sword and the samurai flipped backwards to avoid the cut. Once he landed on his squatting legs he jumped right back at her with another strike, this time at her head. He raised both swords above his head, and in an instant the preteen swordsman watched as his swords bounced right off her skull while she kept her grin.

"Like it, Naito-boy?" Shinkyoku sang as she threw aside her sheath, "My body's been strengthened in battle. I only use a sword to taunt any swordsmen of my abilities. Hell, every time some knight comes, I crush them. But you, whose swords have no sharp edge, make this too easy. Only the strength of a true monster like Wilka could put some harm on this sturdy body of mine... What're you doing?"

Rather than letting the shock keep him from thinking, Naito forced his doubts and fears away by planting his feet firmly on the ground, sheathe both his swords, and hold his katana with his right hand while his left hand steadied the sheath. In one split second, Naito was at her side, his sword drawn, and a powerful force shook her body. Shinkyoku grunted as her large belly ripped violently from the force, and then her body was sent to a wall from which she bounced right off. She laid there, on her face before Naito who was drawing his blunt sword.

The boy stared at her calmly, "As a samurai, I've trained to protect others. My dedication is not something you should laugh at." With a click, his sword was back on his sheath, but he didn't leave, "To protect others, as a man, I will stand tall before empty words like yours to find a way to shut you up, be it with the truth holding the strength of those you speak so lightly of, or by fighting. You, Shinkyoku, dared insult your mistress, Cula Draconier, and for that I just couldn't forgive you." He turned around to Fae, about to pick her up, "I'm done with this fight."

Shinkyoku cackled, "But I'm not!" she cried as she threw her arm forward and grabbed one of Naito's greaves. The samurai gritted his teeth when the Notso Macho woman yanked him towards her. "Too careless and clueless, Naito-boy!"

There he laid, on the floor, with her towering over him on all fours, her hands at the sides of his head and her large belly already crushing his torso against the ground. She grinned and licked her flesh lips with her large tongue and cackled again.

Then, she let herself fall on top of him. Naito cried as her fat body smothered him, his face disappearing in her cleavage while her fat gut completely sucked in his body into her fat flesh. He groaned and tried to shota something but felt her hand grab his head and move his mouth to her nip. He groaned when his lips were stuffed by the puffy nub and knew that this would be another one of those "battles".

Letting out a moan, Shinkyoku grinned as she felt Naito try to bite her nip to make her back out. Due to her dough-like body all she felt were tingles of bliss as he chewed on her tit. She grinned and moved his head deeper into her massively fat valleys until his face got sucked in. He groaned from the lack of oxygen and, to his dismay, felt his third sword reacting. Shinkyoku felt so too with a smirk and pulled back, letting him breathe for a minute before that breath got out as a moan.

Naito gritted his teeth as his tool which had yet to grow golden curls was caressed by the yellow furry hand of the Notso Macho woman. Her button nose then made contact with his chest while her tongue licked his abdomen all the way from where he should be growing his first pubes up to his chin. Naito growled from the drool coating him as Shinkyoku cackled.

She slid down her pants and with one chubby arm kept down the boy who found out he couldn't lift her body unless he used his devil form. But before he could, she had her long tongue take a taste of his tool, flicking it completely and leaving a nice sheen of her saliva on it. Naito cried adorably and her eyes sparkled in delight. She coiled her long tongue around his tool and pulled it, hardening as it was, into her mouth. She closed shut her large lips around his root and sucked him in. Naito groaned when seeing the way her cheeks got sucked in, her inner mouth's walls also lapping at his rod. Her long oral muscle wrapped itself tightly around his manhood and pumped him further in. The shota samurai, with his hands free, grabbed her green ears and attempted to pull her back, but she did so herself.

With her body still crushing him, the chunky monster mover her chest unto his manhood, and crushed his magnificent Devil Slayer in her fat breasts. Naito cried out loudly, music for her ears, when she grabbed each of her massive mammaries and let her clawed fingers sink in. Her paws massaged her sides and her fingers disappeared into her soft and fat flesh. He bared his teeth as he felt and saw how his throbbing manhood disappeared in her valleys only with his head poking out every time she slammed her melons down. Her tongue would flick his urethra and scoop the precum on it every time she saw his pink mushroom pop out.

Shinkyoku then felt him tense and grinned. She instantly let him go and watched as his cream flew up and to the side once his manhood was free, coating the carpet. She cackled as she kept his body crushed in her fat and got further up. He bared his teeth angrily at her as she held his spiky haired head with both hands and, in one swift motion, slammed her womanhood on his face. Naito cried into it, sending shivers up her spine and vibrations into her inner canal. She didn't waste much time and bucked into his lips like she had desired, her azure slit moistening his face with her juices, spraying him with her honey and flooding his opened protesting mouth with her nectar. Cula's swordswoman let her tongue hang out to the point it reached in between her breasts as she made an O with her mouth and her panting and moaning. She bucked long and hard on the kid's face to find her release while his lower body was squashed by her thick buttocks. She even felt his hard meat in between her fat buns, rubbing against them and getting harder and harder with her friction.

Thoughts of impaling herself on that wonderful rod flooded her mind and made it hard to decide when and where to come, now and on Naito's face to mark him and further humiliate him, or later and on his manhood to get his milk into her womb and create wonderful and strong girls to serve Cula? When she tensed, she knew it'd be the former. She bucked her hips harder all the way until Naito's nose brushed on her pearl and his mouth was sucked into her blue slit. A flood of her juices went down his throat and he had to swallow to not drown.

She finally pulled back and reached for his tool to satiate her need for meat in her lower lips, only to find his hand gripping her fat wrist.

"My turn..." Naito growled, and yes, those were horns which had grown on top of his head.

In one second, the Notso woman had been flung over and slammed on her back with enough force to make her feel some pain. She grunted and opened her eyes, only to find the kid on top of her and grabbing her fat left thigh. Without any effort, she was lying on her right side with her right elbow trying to support her body. Naito had grabbed her left leg and pulled it over his shoulder, exposing her blue slit. Without wasting a second, Naito thrust in, and from that moment Shinkyoku knew her fat behind belonged to him.

-CASTLEBABES-

With Naito making his way through the armory after leaving the now unconscious Shinkyoku to her blissful slumber with his seed pouring out of her sexual orifice, he felt tired. Even carrying little Fae in his hands was tiring. Sure, he still didn't know her name but he had bedded several monsters in what could be one or perhaps two nights after fighting them. He had endured sexual abuse and then took dominance in those encounters. He needed to rest.

Rest, however, was something his small companion finally had plenty of, "Pipipi?" Fae asked as she rubbed her insectoid eyes with one blue hand and sat on Naito's hand, halting the samurai who looked concerned at her. She simply flicked one of her green bangs and stared back at him, "Pipipipipi...?"

Naito forced a smile, "Sorry, but I still don't understand you." The little fairy girl looked at him, through the opening in his gi she could see a few bruises, his hair which had been spiked up looked very messy, and she could smell some burning from his fight with Chimera. What she also took into consideration was that he held her carefully in his hands, didn't have her tied up despite how she tricked him into fighting Chimera, and his eyes showed true concern for her well-being. Her little heart beat strongly in her chest at the memories of her little treason and she looked down... only to have Naito's pinky finger lift up her chin.

"Pi?" she asked, surprised.

He smiled softly, "You tried to protect me in the end, I believe it is fair that I should care for you."

Fae's wings fluttered, her heart pounded harder and she felt her face grow hot... She also felt his strong hands holding her body, carrying some callouses from rigorous training with a wooden sword, how warm and gently they held her. Fae looked at him and felt heated up. She needed to do something, and seeing his injuries and exhausted face gave her an idea.

"Pipipi..." she said as she moved one hand to her tiny womanhood, shocking Naito who did his best to not let her fall. He was shocked when she easily, and rather effortlessly sunk her entire hand into her tiny slit. "Pipipipi...!" she groaned as she moved and caressed her fingers inside.

"What're you...?" he asked in shock, not expecting to see this little thing do something so shamelessly before him. The way she moaned made his hakama tighten. She was growing flustered as she moved her slender fingers in her womb, wiggling them in her moist walls. And then she finally pulled her hand out, with her juices dripping. What did somewhat shock the shota samurai a bit more was that her juices were sticky like honey, in fact they did look like actual honey, only of a more pale and near transparent color instead of an amber tint.

Naito was too shocked by the eroticism to register Fae flying at his opened mouth and ram her honey covered hand in it. His eyes widened as he tasted her incredibly sweet but slightly bitter nectar... and felt a jolt of power course through his body. Like being hit with lightning once again, his body shook, but it did so with more strength. When Fae pulled her hand out and he swallowed more of her nectar, he felt it.

He clenched a hand into a fist, "You can... heal people?" he asked, she nodded, "And by using your..." she nodded again. "All right, I will admit that it's not the weirdest thing I've found this night, but thank you." She blushed and nodded before flying to his shoulder in which she stood, smiling at him with flustered cheeks. He chuckled and held his pinky finger to her, "I'm Kaminari Naito, a pleasure to have you helping me." She held his pinky and did her best to shake hands with it.

Thus, it seemed he finally got an ally in this crazy place.

Cula for her part bit one of her pitch black lips, nearly dripping blood on her pale blue skin, "Nia..." she said, and her nekomata appeared. She was human in appearance if once ignored she had two black cat tails over a round perky bum swishing happily when near her mistress. She also possessed small breasts half the size of a tea cup, and brown chestnut hair pulled to the back of her head into a white bun-holder. To complete her non-human looks she possessed black white-tipped cat ears on top of her head. Her amber eyes shone at the mention of her name, her slit pupils taking in the light and darkness around her mistress, and her smile turned feline-like. She had been eager to hear her name, and her mistress's voice calling for her made her feel some heat in her slit beneath her brown bush of curly hair.

"Yes, mistress?" she asked, using one hand with black sharp claws to paw at the vampiress.

"I want you and the Gremlin sisters to capture Naito, alive and as unharmed as possible." She said with her right cheek resting on her fist, "Whether he wins or loses, I know what I want, but if he loses then the sooner will I get him..."

Nia smirked, "Mistress, for you to want a man I will do my best for you." She bowed to the loli vampiress, "Whether I fail or succeed, I'll be hoping to have some fun after this."

Cula smiled and patted her nekomata, making her purr, "I will reward you properly, count on that." She kissed her on the nose, and then planted a soft yet deep kiss on her cat servant's mouth, making her purr get louder.

Once Nia pulled back, she snapped her black claws, clashing them to make a snapping sound. In an instant three shadows rushed at her and disappeared back into the darkness, leaving her clad in a white kimono with orange carps and a red sash keeping it closed. The kimono, however, had such a short skirt that it didn't matter what she wore underneath, everyone could see her round perky bum which made the outfit a favorite for her mistress. She loved to see her kitten's backside.

Our protagonist for his part knew he shouldn't be surprised by this point, for the more he explored of Cula's castle the weirder the rooms and places he found himself in got. But the preteen swordsman knew that by now he should have found something classy to fit the place, something sophisticated if there were women of class.

And thus when he opened a large set of red padded doors, he wasn't sure what to make when looking at an opera stage. Rows of seats stood before him like red armies standing still, a fine black carpet covered the floor, and there were food stands around. The stage had large red curtains, a wooden floor neatly polished and waxed and, thanks to Fae lighting the place, he could make out a set of musical instruments in front of the stage ready for any band to perform on them.

"An appreciation for the arts... I did picture Cula as refined, but to have her own theatre may be a bit much." He mumbled to himself, "Then again, I don't think I'd be ready for whatever shows she enjoys here. Knowing her servants' tastes, it is probably them humiliating prisoners or making a play out of some battle."

Cula sighed as she stared at him from her throne room, "I don't know what surprises me most about you, that you'd think of me as modest, or that you guessed my servants' tastes for plays with such an accuracy."

He stepped in and looked around, not surprised when seeing a large balcony with beautiful seats where he guessed the castle's mistress sat to enjoy a show. Fae herself flew closer to him, holding his cheek with her tiny arms while her eyes scanned the large place.

Then he growled, "Don't think you can hide yourselves in the shadows, I'm already used to sneaky attacks." Three sets of giggles were heard from the curtains on the stage and soon out came a trio of humanoids. Their appearance made him sigh again, "Gremlins... This won't be easy." He looked at them and spoke up, "Could we actually avoid a fight? I have no desire to harm anyone who doesn't deserve pain."

The creatures before him had to be the size of a full woman, easily towering over him. Each possessed large bat-like ears on their heads, large mouths which were set in large smiles, bat-like noses, sharp yellow eyes with mischievous stares, and voluptuous, scaly bodies. One had a reddish brown color with a beige underbelly, another had a yellowy green skin with a mustard underbelly, and the third had a dark green skin with a lime green underbelly. They all had mammaries the size of their heads, booties equally a plump, thigh thighs, and lean yet strong arms with bone spikes on their shoulders. They had smaller bone spikes above where their eyebrows should be and on the sides of their face. They all possessed three-fingered hands and feet with claws, and seemed quite skilled. Naito did have to force his eyes above their large orbs and the brown erect nips.

One of them had her hands on her mouth, speaking gibberish which made the others chuckle, another spoke more gibberish and her friends grinned, and the third added more gibberish before they set their eyes on the shota. And, in that second, they were gone.

Naito gasped and drew out his swords while Fae quickly hid in his clothes, knowing she couldn't fight. The blond kid then felt a sharp kick from his side and was shocked to see one of the scaly monsters laying on the ground with one leg up and her foot firmly planted on his side. Another appeared from the shadows beside him and punched him in the face, sending him stumbling backwards. The third one jumped at him, grabbed his shoulders, and deeply kissed him!

His eyes widened as her tongue invaded his mouth, her long and slimy, reptile-like tongue crushed his nimbler oral muscle with ease thanks to the shock of slamming their lips together... and then she pulled back her head to deliver a powerful head-butt! With his eyes now spinning from the head trauma, Naito didn't noticed the other two closing in on him. The one who punched him came up and hugged him to her chest, his head smothered by her scaly flesh pillows, but with his head poking out of her cleavage. The Gremlin woman grinned and kissed him deeply, her saliva and his mixing with her tongue ravishing his mouth and crushing his like her sister's did seconds ago. Naito then cried into the kiss when he felt his ribs crack from a vicious bear-hug.

Then he felt the other Gremlin's foot slam his face away from her sister's. Naito groaned as he rolled on the floor, and grunted when the Gremlin that kicked him in the face straddled his face, held his cheeks, and French kissed him with her tongue coiling around his and pulling out his smaller oral appendage in a tight grip. She sucked on his tongue like it was a candy with hers still coiling around it and invading his mouth to caress every bit and corner in it.

But the other two grabbed him by the shoulders and held him up, high in the air with his feet dangling half a yard from the ground. The one who had been the last to claim his mouth grinned and rushed at him, jumped, and slammed her chest against his face, her hard and erect nips rubbing his cheeks as the force of her tackle sent him lying flat on his back. He groaned again and could tell that Fae also didn't like this treatment judging by her dizzy moans within his clothes.

The three fast scaly creatures stepped towards him with confident steps, and Naito knew he couldn't win easily. This someone else knew too, "Nyahaha... Samurais are so honor bound they know not how to face the shadows." Nia cackled with her right hand covering her feline smirk, "Sorry if they rough you up, Naito-kun, but I believe Cula-chan will enjoy seeing more submissive towards women before she has her fun."

The trio of Gremlins watched as Naito got up to his feet and finally grabbed his swords. They grinned and disappeared back into the shadows to attack him as one. Naito didn't see the strike coming, but instantly felt a punch to his side, a kick to his stomach, and another head-butt.

All three sisters grinned as one when Naito's knees trembled... and lost their smiles when his arms shot around their arm, leg and neck in a tight lock. Nia's jaw fell to the floor as Naito, who hadn't yet used his devil blood, kept on standing tall after her servants attacked him all at once.

He gritted his teeth with his arms keeping their grip on the struggling Gremlins, "You attack so much from the shadows without knowing one thing..." he growled and, with a swift twist of his waist and a spin over his toes, judo-tossed them to the ground, "If you got to figth someone, be sure you can fight them head-on without tricks!"

Nia gasped and covered her mouth, "He managed to take three simultaneous hits and still defeat them... How?! The sisters should be strong enough to out-punch a bull and fast enough to outrun arrows, so how did he do this without using his devil blood?!"

Naito stood tall and proud, speaking to the sisters, "You relied too much on your surprise attacks... No matter your tricks, unless you can back yourself up with your own strength all those tricks won't be of much help if you find an opponent who trained hard and can think his way around them if needed."

The Gremlins groaned and watched as he left, and soon attacked him again. Naito turned around and countered their strikes once again... and soon things got too physical.

The shota samurai yelped the moment one of the nude Gremlin women raced at him, jumped, and slapped her groin to his face, pushing him down with her toned bum on his chest. Her sisters were quick to take off his pants and leave him in only his funidoshi and gi, which had been opened yet not taken off. The blond boy then surprised them when he shot his legs up, put his feet under the arm-pits of the woman straddling his face with her snatch, and rolled their bodies.

Soon she laying on her shoulders and the back of her head, her own back rested against Naito's chest as she was held upside down with his hands holding her thighs and his face still in her crotch. She tried to struggle and get herself free, but the swords boy slipped his tongue into her slit. The Gremlin woman hissed in bliss when his nimble oral muscle slithered into her wet tunnel and flicked her moist walls. His tongue scooped some of her juices and lapped at her flesh, before coming out with a flick that had the tip of his tongue smack her bundle of nerves atop her flesh petals. The Gremlin woman bit one of her fingers as Naito gripped her hips harder and dug in deeper with his face.

Her sisters watched in shock as the boy masterfully ate their sister out, after all he had been abused by the women in this castle enough to learn something, even if doing so before taking them like an alpha would to his mate. The sisters felt their thighs moistening when Naito bit his captive Gremlin's clit. They gaped as his teeth nibbled it and kept it pressed enough to cause pain yet make it pleasurable with the way his tongue licked and flicked the woman's pearl. That caused the Gremlin to cry out loudly and spray his face with her juices, slumping tiredly in the end.

One of the still standing sisters grabbed the boy by the arm-pits as he licked the nectar off his face, and was about to pile-drive him, putting his head between her thighs. But just as she was about to jump down and smash his head on the ground, he grabbed her bum, digging his fingers into her soft asscheeks, and slurped at her flesh flower. She opened her mouth in a cry of bliss and fell flat on her back while Naito kept on eating her out. She groaned and looked at her pleasantly dazed sister on the floor, and grabbed Naito's girly bum. She bit his funidoshi and removed the loincloth by force. Naito then groaned into her cavern when her tongue lapped at his hardened manhood. The other sister got in closer and licked his ballsack, her lips sucking in the skin without taking his orbs into her mouth.

Naito closed his eyes but kept his ministrations on the second sister, his tongue dexterously twisting and flicking in her walls, causing her to moan and grunt into his meat. She glared and as her sister took his jewels into her mouth, the one 69-ing Naito opened her large mouth and took that large piece of meat of his into her maw. Naito bucked into the warm, slimy cavern when the sister sucking on his balls flicked his eggs, and the way the tongue of the one sucking him off felt made him cry adorably into her snatch. The sisters grinned and kept on pleasuring him to avenge their sister, with the one having his flesh stick in her mouth licking at his urethra to lap at his delicious precum.

He groaned but didn't stop his ministrations, and put one, then two, and then four fingers into the Gremlin woman's tight ring of muscle between her fat asscheeks. He felt her cry of bliss vibrate his shaft deep into her throat as she tried to get him to climax first. He closed his eyes and resisted the urge, and with his hands massaging her thick buttocks, he used the fingers in her back entrance to play with the tight circle. He stretched it as he pushed his tongue deeper and deeper into her wet cavern and wiggled his fingers a little inside, making her curl her toes and shiver.

Soon Naito was rewarded with another splash of delicious Gremlin femcum, and both his opponents cried in shock and bliss respectively when he released deep into the mouth of the one sucking him off. His seed puffed her cheeks out, and splashed out of her lips closed on his flesh sword. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she loudly swallowed as much of his man juice as she could to not drown. Naito for his part panted, pulled back, and stood up on slightly shaky legs. The one who had been playing with his nutsack pulled back the moment she felt her sister and his balls tense and watched as he made his way to her, his prick still dripping some of his cream yet harder than diamonds.

Nia yelped from her watching spot when the remaining sister lunged at the Naito, pinning him down with both her hands at the sides of his head and her eyes staring at the boy. She could feel her lower lips drip with juices like her mistress's snatch had done when watching Naito fighting to become dominant.

He growled at the Gremlin, "What'll it be now?" the sister grabbed his jaw with one hand and moved her slit up to his face. She had a large lewd grin that told him everything. Naito, however, decided to do something else. He grabbed her tightly with both arms around her waist and rolled, putting her on the ground and with him standing on top of her, making her gasp in shock. She then felt his hard root poking at her entrance, making her drip at the thought of this strong and manly boy taking her like the animal in heat she was.

Naito rubbed his tool over her snatch, his mushroom head tickling her bundle of nerves as he watched her breasts move up and down from her lustful panting, her breath coming out ragged as she desired to be mated stupid by him. Then the sister who got his first awesome tongue twister service stood up and walked to then, before turning her shapely behind to Naito, and placing herself on top of her sister. Naito groaned in bliss as his tool was sandwiched between their moist slits.

The sisters moaned when their nips touched, the hard tips rubbing and digging into the others' chest while Naito's wonderful flesh stick gave their lower lips some warm caresses. Naito soon started to buck in and out of the wonderful Gremlin sandwich. The sister on the bottom hugged her sister on top of her closer, with her legs wrapped around said sister so their bodies and snatches were pressed together. The sister on top groaned as the friction got deliciously harder from the pressure the samurai welcomed, and wrapped her legs around Naito's waist to pull him closer.

His hips smacked theirs, with wet meaty slaps echoing and getting the one who gave him a wonderful blow job to wake up. She also stood up on shaky legs and walked closer to him, held his head with one hand, and didn't need to wait when he got the hint and started to eat her out again. The trio cried in bliss as he masterfully pleasured them with everything he had, while making a certain hidden fairy finger herself both from the spectacle and to use her special healing nectar to give him the energy to endure this fight.

Nia panted and felt her tails subconsciously move to her snatch in order to caress her slit, "Nyahah... such a man... I better strike when he least expects it..."

Cula could agree from her throne, groaning as her fingers didn't cut it any longer, "Naito, I'll be as patient as I need to, but sooner or later you will be mine."

-CASTLEBABES-

After Naito finally pulled away from the mess of bliss that were the Gremlin sisters, he allowed himself to breathe deeply while his large manhood sprayed the last bits of his latest climax over the now white-coated women. The shota samurai grabbed his funidoshi and started to redo his loincloth, and tried to ignore his sore throbbing maleness when his fairy companion shuddered inside his gi. She had released her own sexual desires with her hand quite a bit, and as her juices sprayed on him he felt rather energized.

He made a way for his hakama and to resume his way, when something caught his attention, the curtains at the stage of the vampiress' personal theater opened, and revealed a figure Naito hadn't met but that one of his past enemies knew.

There she stood, tall, in only a white lab coat, and with her beak curled into a smirk. Patica cackled at the sight of her mistress's new interest, "Quahahahah... Naito Kaminari. Male. Twelve years old. Born from a human male and a devil female. And yet, quite powerful on his own..." she walked towards him in her revealing attire, currently in her adult form and with her tail feathers waggling like a dog's tail from her joy.

The shota samurai held his swords tightly, "And you are?"

The duck doctor grinned, "Oh, where are my manners? I am Doctor Patica L'Estrange. Born in a time when man still did crazy experiments for power, let us say my father wasn't the best role model when it came to teaching me science... I did enjoy testing on him until he transformed into a puddle of water."

Naito growled, baring his teeth, "You talk of life so carelessly, I'd advise against that when in my presence."

Patica cackled, "And yet, you respect my mistress who has killed humans trying to take her life."

"Because she protected herself and her servants in this castle."

"How're you so sure it wasn't for a meal?" Patica retorted with a smirk.

Naito surprised her with a smirk of his own, "A lady like her isn't the kind to look for needless fights." He drew out his blades, "But I, as a samurai, am too stubborn to back out from a fight when people like you talk so freely about dismissing human life."

Patica cackled, "Human life? Oh boy, how clueless you really are... I was once a human." she said, her eyes widening with madness, "I researched endlessly for a way in which mankind could coexist with and adapt to nature, using my own body. I didn't doubt about turning myself into a younger version of my own persona... But the true delight came when I found a form perfect for me to serve my mistress, a bird to my liking that separated me from the weaknesses humans possess."

Naito narrowed his eyes at her, and when Fae saw said eyes, she hurried back to his gi, "Weaknesses?" He asked and stepped forward, "How dare you say that?" He put his swords to his sides and hunched forward to attack the mad duck doctor, "You threw away your very identity to achieve fake power!"

Patica smirked cruelly, "Isn't that what you do every time you use your demonic blood, boy?" she asked as she stepped forward, only to gasp when the boy seemed to appear before her in an instant, shocking her, "W-What speed!" she cried, and then gasped when his knee hit her gut.

"That was my strength as a human." Naito said as the mad duck doctor stepped back, breathless, "Whether I have the blood of a demon, a monster, or a human doesn't matter to me. I came here to use the strength I was blessed with by my father and mother to become a man."

Patica grinned nastily with one hand on her sore gut, "Hohoh?! You think it'll be that easy?!" she shouted and reversed to her child form, pulling from her lab coat several scalpels, "I've spent the last fights you've had adding a few touches to my body, so let's see how your human strength can match this!"

In a blur, Patica was gone, and in the next she was right before Naito who yelped when he felt her scalpels dig into his thighs. He looked at the duck child, the feathered girl grinned sadistically at him, and he could see a long, thin, pointy tongue lick the edges of her beak where some of his blood from his bare legs splashed her. Naito tried to swat her away, but she transformed into her adult form in a split second and caught his arm in her arm, wrapping her feather limb around his elbow, and pulled him up without effort, causing him to drop his swords.

"What strength..." He half-groaned and half-complimented.

"This body of mine is perfection for my mistress." She cackled and slammed his back on the ground, doing so with one hand reaching into her lab coat to pull out a large syringe, "Now, time for you to sleep... Rather painfully."

Naito observed as the needle came down on his neck, and his eyes snapped wide open. Patica was about to cackle when the needle was an inch from his neck, but gasped when Naito's free wrist came in contact with hers. Then, using just the movement of his arm and no strength, Naito raised up her arm above her head.

"The strength of a human..." he said and without her even comprehending him, he had twisted his arm around her and slammed her back to the ground, putting on a powerful lock on her arm just by keeping her wrist in his hand, "...is more than power." He ended and pushed her down on her face, with her large breasts acting as pillows against the wooden floor of the stage.

She tried to free herself, but it didn't matter. Despite his grip having no strength behind it, the way he was bending her arm promised her a dislocated shoulder or a broken bone if she struggled any further. It was at that moment that she remembered hearing of humans using the power of monsters against them with no magic, brute force, or weaponry, just their skill. It was from Japan, where this kid came from: Aikido.

"You learned such a difficult martial art to defeat the likes of us?" she groaned.

Naito added pressure by twisting her wrist, causing her to cry, "I learned it to defend myself whenever I could not rely on my own strength. That took me a lot of effort, but it was my father who taught it to me. He, who had no strength, could overcome his weaknesses to face the likes of you and raise me with my mother. If you dare think that humans are weak when you know not how they can fight, then you're not perfect at all."

Patica gritted her teeth and tried to free herself, but once again, the grip on her wrist kept her down... And then, Naito did something that shocked her, the still watching and even more shocked Nia who had been riding the last bits of her previous climax from her tails stimulating her slit, and the vampiress whose fingers didn't help her aching snatch when watching the samurai boy.

The shota had pulled Patica over his knee, her gut on his thigh, and with her round and plump bum up in the air, he delivered his other hand on her asscheeks, hard. Patica cried when she got spanked for the first time in her life, and by a boy no less. But he didn't stop, he spanked her again, causing her skin to grow red and even tint her feathers with a slight pink hue.

He kept on spanking her and... her mistress forgive her, she actually wanted more!

Cula sighed, holding her cheek in her hand as Naito kept on spanking Patica. "Mistress..." The eight clicking feet said it was her arachne, Gorgon.

The vampiress sighed, "You and I know what will happen to Nia when seeing such dominance."

She turned to look at her arachne's lovely body. A young girl's from the head to the thighs, with lovely curves, a pale pearly skin, silvery white hair cut in a short mop around her head that nearly reached her neck, and a lovely grin with fangs out the corners of her mouth. Gorgon was a true lovely sight as an arachne. She didn't have human legs, but a spider's pitch black body that merged with her human body where her legs should be, and showed a glistening womanhood with a white patch above it. She had small breasts the size of cherries, but her large and puffy nips with inverted tips made Cula enjoy slipping her tongue into them. Gorgon also had eight pitch black eyes, nothing but an endless void of black made her eyes, two were a human's should be, and three above each of those, replacing eyebrows.

Cula smiled as she felt her arachne's arms snake around her smaller body and hug her dearly, "Mistress, Nia bowed to you that she would make sure he would be for you. So she will fight him, and whether she wins or loses, you will have him."

Cula smiled softly and kissed her spider maid tenderly on the lips, "I know... I just feel selfish... This is the first boy to interest me and my plan to bring him on his knees before me has done nothing but backfire."

Gorgon smiled, her hand grabbing her mistress's chin to pull her closer, "We love you too much to care, mistress." And she gave the loli a searing kiss that both moaned into. Gorgon smirked when her lady's tongue entered her mouth and pinned hers down. She moaned louder when her mistress wrapped her legs around her waist, pushing her hairless crotch against the arachne's silvery curls abover her snatch. Their wetness smacked and the vampiress' arms coiled around her servant's neck, pressing their small chests together, with Cula's hard nips digging into Gorgon's inverted ones. They moaned, and rubbed themselves harder.

Naito for his part had stood up and left the duck mad-woman on the stage with her face on the floor. He turned to leave, but gasped when she grabbed his ankle. He groaned when he saw her lustful eyes and felt her hands undo his loincloth. With a mental sigh of how he may as well do it considering how things had gone, he let his funidoshi fall and approached the duck woman.

"Master..." she breathed out slyly as she cupped his ballsack with one feathery hand, her silky fingers giving him wonderful tingles that shivered to his orbs. She opened her bill and engulfed his wonderful shaft with it. The feeling of her beak was wonderful, it could bend in such a way that when she sucked him in, he felt his entire rod caressed by a warm, tight wetness. Her nimble small tongue wasn't capable of coiling around his massive maleness, but it did its best to tickle the underside, going all the way from the base of his root the flick his urethra. He grunted in satisfaction and grabbed her head with one hand.

She didn't hesitate in bobbing up and down to take him in and give him a wonderful beakjob. Her bill formed a grin as she felt the mushroom of his spear reach into her throat. The feeling of such thickness filling her throat and forcing her to relax her gag reflex made her mind go blank with bliss. Her free hand snaked to her red buttocks and caressed the sore cheeks, with her feathery index finger running to her tight ring of muscle. The sight caused Naito to tense, and she grinned when feeling his tool throbbing harder into her mouth.

But he didn't release. Instead, Naito pulled her away, pushed her down on her back, and straddled her torso. Patica panted but smiled the moment his hands dug into her wonderful breasts. His thumbs rubbed the pink nips while his other fingers caressed the underside. He didn't waste any time to smack her fat chest flesh pounds together against his rods, sandwiching it in smooth, silky marshmallow fluff. He moaned when Patica's beak kissed his tip, her little tongue flicking his urethra. With this new addition to his bliss, Naito started to buck his hips in and out of her large pillows. He groaned and moaned as Patica's bill would engulf his mushroom every time it came out of her large marshmallows.

As his thrusts became wilder, stronger, and faster, Patica readied herself for his release. She grinned when his tip leaked precum into her beak with one particularly hard thrust, and opened her mouth. Naito knew what would happen and let go of her pillows to grab her head. Patica greedily drank his seed as it exploded in her beak. He filled her mouth to the brim, his milk forced its way in, and she closed her beak tightly so not a drop escaped her. She had to drink several times to not drown.

With a popping sound, Naito pulled back, leaving a white stream to fall in between her breasts which... had grown smaller?

In an instant, Patica had returned to her child form and hugged Naito. He was now a head taller. She grinned at him as her flat feathery chest rubbed against his fit torso. Her hand reached back to his still tall and proud flesh stick, and she moaned at the warmth it had. Naito moaned as slim and small fingers jerked him off. Her hands felt deliciously soft, and they were really warm.

Patica grinned when feeling his shaft pulse in her hands, and gasped when he grabbed her still fat and sore asscheeks with both hands, spreading them. She moaned as he pulled her closer to his body and groaned at the slight paint that accompanied the bliss of his digits in her sore bottom. Naito then spread her fat cheeks and Patica pulled his shaft to her tight back entrance. He didn't wait for anything after his own juices and her saliva lubed him up, and after her hands put that lube in all the right places, he slid right into her anus.

Patica cried in both bliss and pain. Her legs were now tightly locked around his waist, and her arms pulled him closer on his shoulders for support. Naito gripped her cheeks tighter, making her moan in blissful soreness, he stood up with her all wrapped around his body, and then he pumped her up and down by moving her backside. Her panting got mixed with moans of bliss the more and more that thick meat invaded her rear entrance. But the harder and faster he slammed himself into her tight hole, the more the now loli duck moaned in bliss. Naito watched the erotic sight of her face, void of intelligence from his thrusts with her tongue hanging out. He gripped her cheeks tighter, and kept on pumping.

Soon, with matching grunts, he released deep into the duck girl while she splashed his groin with her juices. The two panted but remained locked together with his flesh inside of her. Patica looked at him with her sexual high still up, and grinned slyly at the face of a man who still hadn't had enough. She motioned for him to lay down, and he did so. Soon, Patica returned to her adult form and turned around, giving Naito a good view of her sore backside, grabbed his rod, squatted over his groin, and he knew what would come.

Patica slammed her womanhood on his shaft, reverse cowgirl style, and moaned the moment his hard as rocks tool hit her womb. She gasped and remained still... for one second. A loud, painful smack to her backside not only made her flesh ripple like jello, but it made her grin as she put her hands on her knees and pulled herself up, before smacking her fat and sore asscheeks on the boy's torso. Naito groaned and rewarded her with another smack. Patica howled in bliss and kept on pleasing the boy with her body.

Meanwhile, Nia and Fae kept on watching, rubbing their hard nips with one hand and their slits with the other, "Nya-ah... That duck... I should've been next." She bit her lower lip, thinking of what she wanted to do to the boy. But the mistress of the castle watched with a smirk.

Gorgon moaned as her mistress's dress opened, turning into her bat wings, to reveal her naked body and let their skin touch much better. Cula's wings wrapped themselves around her arachne's body and pulled her, their small chests, and moistened slits closer. The loli vampiress bucked her hips and grinned as she felt Gorgon's moans into their hot kiss the moment her hairless slit rubbed against her silvery curls.

Their tiny and sensitive pearls over their wet snatches made a loud if wet smack and caused Gorgon's eight legs to shiver and her body to fall on top of the vampiress. Said black haired loli grinned and pulled Gorgon closer with one hand on the arachne's human, round, plump and pert behind, and the other rubbing the spider girl's small cherries, rubbing her inverted nips when Cula's own hard ones didn't poke the rosy cherries. Gorgon moaned and held her mistress's head tighter with both hands, running slim fingers with sharp black nails through the vampiress's black locks and soon letting all order on the vampire loli's hair disappear to turn into a wild black mane.

Cula grinned wider and smacked Gorgon's cheek the way she saw Naito do with Patica. Gorgon yelped into the kiss and pulled back, but Cula's hand on the arachne's chest pulled her closer for the vampiress to nibble her nips. Gorgon moaned again and held her mistress's head closer as the vampiress was using enough pressure to get gentle and small sips of blood, on drop at a time, while her dominant tongue rolled against the inverted puffy nip, dug into it with her mastery of pleasing girls, and flicked the tip hidden inside.

Cula then bucked her hips harder than before, and giggled when her arachne's body tensed. The poor girl released her fem juices all over her mistress's bare snatch, making Cula smile as her arachne shivered. She held the spider girl close, lovingly, and moved away from her face a few stray bangs. She had on a large grin and kept on enjoying the spectacle Naito was putting as Patica pumped her fat cheeks up and down, slamming them on his groin with an increasing tempo to get rewarded with more flesh rippling smacks to her behind.

"Will I end like another of your opponents, Naito? Or will you be mine?" she asked and grinned when her arachne stirred, moving her head down to her moister snatch, "Gorgon, I do believe I need a bath." The arachne grinned and started to lick the mixed juices on her mistress's slit, happy to please the girl.

-CASTLEBABES-

With a long sigh of bliss, Naito pulled out of Patica with his seed splashing unto her thick butt-cheeks. Her face was on the ground, her beak was open and letting out drool, and she had the happiest if stupidest smile on her face as the kid's man milk sprayed and marked her thick buttocks. The boy got up on wobbly legs after laying on his back for so long and getting too much pleasure from the duck woman, and could tell his fairy friend had also gotten some joy the moment he felt her juices coating his bare skin beneath his gi.

Speaking of clothing, he hadn't seen his pants in some time, and right now he only had his loincloth to cover his lower regions. He still had his boots on, but those didn't help. And then, just as he closed his gi and put his swords where they were along having his funidoshi covering his maleness, he heard a giggle. Not a soft cruel giggle or a melodious laughter of evil, but an honest and kind of cute laugh... if rather lewd sounding.

"Looking for this?" He heard her say and turned to see Nia, with one hand holding his red hakama, and her other hand having turned into a large cat paw, complete with paw pads, the size of her head with white fur that carried brown, black and orange spots. The sword boy knew what would happen even before he could grip his swords. The cat girl shredded his pants to pieces with a single swipe of her long claws, which were the size of a knife each, and apparently quite sharper than a steel blade too with the way they cut his pants into useless ribbons.

Naito growled, but noticed her kimono, "All right, you fiend... what's your game?" Nia morphed her other hand into another cat claw identical to the first, and soon her feet also turned into animalistic limbs, also with paw pads and rather sharp claws. Nia giggled again in her own lewd way and... let her kimono fly open to show her flesh to the now groaning shota samurai.

"Didn't think I'd hold back after watching your show?" she asked with her tongue licking her lips.

Naito got into a defensive stance with both blades ready, "I'd be lying if I said this surprises me." He admitted, "Honestly, all of you in this place want to either kill me or use me as some plaything."

Nia licked one of her claws with a long, sensual tongue-dragging that made Naito's maleness tighten in his funidoshi, "Ohoh... and you're enjoying it. Don't lie. A girl doesn't like liars, and you might be my type."

The blond samurai rushed at her, "And I'd like a girl who takes a fight seriously!" he shouted and swung both blunt swords at her, only to see her disappear in a blur of speed. The next moment, Naito groaned when a pair of paw pads covered his eyes with their owner standing behind him.

"Mistress Cula will be disappointed if you don't give a fight." Nia said, making him grit his teeth and swung at her, only for her to disappear into the shadows of the stage, "And if you want to impress her, you need more than a nice tool like yours to do the work." she giggled again and Naito grunted before sheathing his swords and taking the stance he used when facing the Notso Macho woman, which only made Nia snicker more, "Trying to give her a show with your best tricks? Not bad... I am sure she must be watching while kissing one of the other girls serving her."

Naito froze at the damn too sexy thought of Cula with any of the girls he fought so hard. He could picture the loli vampiress he respected kissing one of them, making them submit with ease with that charm that earned the mistress of the castle the shota swordsman's admiration, if he dared to say so himself.

And this time, he felt two feet on his shoulders, looked up... and saw Nia's bare pussy, her tiny and tight slit showed fleshy and tight petals with a a rather particular brown set of curls forming a weirdly shaped bush. Nia had trimmed her pubic hair to create a paw pad shape, and by the amount of hair she had, the nekomata did it regularly to keep it perfect for her mistress's amusement.

The boy also noted, with a cringe, that she was slipping juices when some drops of her nectar hit his face, right before she squatted down and smacked his face with her pert buttocks. Naito groaned as he fell down with the cat girl squatting on his face and her hands on his chest. Fae herself grew worried and tried to fly to the samurai boy's mouth with her nectar on her hands... only to be caught by Nia's lightning fast right hand.

"Oh, a sweet treat for meow?" the cat girl asked with a feline smirk, and soon licked the fairy's slit, causing Fae to shiver from the warm and dry yet smooth contact of the girl's tongue. It was like a cat's oral muscle, but it had a silky texture that made Cula enjoy getting bathed with that tongue. Fae for her part shivered when Nia drank the fairy's fem-juices with gusto.

Naito grabbed the nekomata's twin tails and tried to pull her off, only to find them wrapping around his wrists and pinning his arms down with amazing strength! The boy gasped when Nia put her pert bottom on his chest, with his slit inches from his chin and her eyes staring maliciously at his. Her face carried the most feline, amused, and rather darkly pleased look he had ever seen... and that was saying a lot considering the kind of women he faced in the castle.

"Name's Nia, Sword Boy..." she purred as she pushed Fae to the boy's face, "And I'm not much for theatrics, but Mistress Cula made me appreciate some different kinds of plays..." she then leaned down and licked his right cheek, making him grind his teeth in both unexpected arousal and shock, "Now, lick her good."

Naito stared at Fae's now red, hot glowing face, the fairy's shocked expression neatly mirrored his own right to the embarrassment, and then Nia's hand shoving the fairy's snatch to his mouth didn't help. He then saw Nia use her index finger and thumb's claws to pinch and then pull her left nip, hardening the nub with a delicious mix of pain and pleasure.

"Why're you doing this?" he asked, and then got Fae's sweet slit shoved into his opened mouth to shut him up.

Nia grinned when Fae cried at the friction of the boy's tongue rubbing her slit and tasting her honey, "Why? Because Mistress Cula wants you, and for her sake, I will teach you how to please her." she grinned in adoration for her mistress, twisting her nip a bit harder as she shut her eyes tight from the bliss of just thinking about the vampiress, "Unf! For Mistress Cula... I'll teach you how to... Whew! Please a girl... to make her... annh... happy..."

And then, Naito shot up his legs, wrapped the back of his knees around Nia's shoulders, and rolled around until being on top of her with a good view of her pert derriere and Fae moaning still, with her lower region trapped in his mouth. Naito gently pushed her out with his tongue and Fae - rather reluctantly - flew out while the boy pinned down the cat girl despite her strong grip on his arms.

The two rolled some more until they were pushed apart, with Nia growling, "Hey! What gives?! You may fight the others and do what you want with them, but when it's about Mistress Cula, you shall be her obedient pet!"

Naito snorted, "Then I won't fall to you... Because I want to meet Cula, yes... But as someone who can stand as tall, if not even taller than her! I want to be a man worthy of facing her in battle, so don't sell me cheaply!" he took a sturdier stance, "Even if it's my wish to not hurt you due to that devotion for your mistress, I won't fall down!"

Nia gritted her teeth, nearly biting her lower lip with sharp feline fangs. This kid... for just one second she had been angry at his defiance when she wanted to have him submit to her mistress, but just then she felt a weird urge to... submit. That sadly made the wetness between her legs grow, and she knew she had to take him down soon or else she might lose it again.

However, Naito stood tall and proud, making Nia question whether or not she'd win with such dominance before her feral self.

Naito and Nia growled at each other's faces when they met in a deadlock. The nekomata's claws gripped the blunt swords tightly, but at the same time she couldn't attack him or even use her legs to kick him without leaving herself open. At the same time, Naito didn't want to risk another close quarter fight with her tails giving her the extra advantage. They spun around the stage trying to get the other to fall until, with a grunt, they pulled back their blades/claws to attack each other again, only for steel to meet a bone structure just as hard as metal.

Nia hissed, showing her sharp feline teeth, and tried to kick him but Naito roared when countering her strike and the claws nearing his gut with his wakizashi. They stepped back and delivered blow after blow without stopping with Fae watching. The little fairy marveled herself now that Naito got more knowledge on his enemy and used more of his devil blood to match her, causing the cat girl to become angrier yet not sloppier. If anything, Nia seemed more precise with her strikes.

And, then Nia lunged at him, catching Naito by surprise since she didn't use her claws. Instead, the nekomata coiled her arms and legs around his body, her limbs pressing her bare skin against his, and with his clothes falling down just like hers. The battle had loosened his kimono and loincloth, and he knew that soon he'd be only in his greaves, but Nia now made moving that much more difficult since her struggles made the chance of his clothes falling that bigger. Her kimono laid behind her on the ground, forgotten with her nude body wrapping tighter around his torso. He gritted his teeth when she applied pressure from her decievingly strong tails around his waist.

She cackled some more, "Now, Sword Boy, you better start crying to your goddess and her shota lover to listen to you, because unlike Wilka, I am more like a demon!" she pressed her legs tighter, making him grunt when feeling one rib crack.

"Agh! You..." he gasped, but when he was about to articulate his next word, Nia bit his neck. He let out a cry that she found delightful and, in her mind, rather adorable. Naito blushed for he hadn't cried only in pain, but also in slight pleasure when the cat girl nibbled his neck not only fiercely but, with the way she was just pressing herself slowly into his skin, rather gently.

She pulled back, glad to see her mark on his neck not leaving, and licked her lips, "Hmm... Tasty..." she purred and applied more pressure, causing Naito to fall on his knees, "Oh, Mistress Cula will have a blast out of you when I'm done putting some manners inside your head. Now... Call me Mistress Nia and beg to be of service to me."

Naito growled, not liking the way her wet slit was sipping juices down his thighs, "Never..." he gasped, only for her tails to coil around his abdomen and apply more pressure, which made him yelp in a way she giggled at how adorably pained she found it.

"Just like a puppy to train." She giggled and put her hands on his shoulders, with her tails wrapping around his arms. She saw Naito grow his horns and watched his eyes turn red... but she shrugged it off by summoning something he didn't expect. The half devil boy watched as blue fireballs floated around the cat girl in awe.

"You're..." he started, but another squeeze made him grunt.

She giggled, "I was once a free kitten, but Mistress Cula gave me a home, gave me her care, and let me be as free as I wanted..." She sighed, "I used to be nothing but a stray, fighting against hunters after my life, fur and/or body... Until one day she came, took me in after killing the men that cornered me, and gave me the warmest smile I had ever seen... That day I found myself enjoying the way she'd treat me as an equal, the way she'd touch me with her gentle hands, and the way her smile made me feel warm... For her, I'd throw away my freedom if it means to have more of that love, more of her touch... So cry for me, Sword Boy!"

And just as she was about to squeeze harder, Naito roared, "My name!" here he forced himself up, shocking Nia who had been about to fall, and left her neck exposed, "Is Naito!"

Nia's mind became blank, her mouth was opened, her tongue hung out, and her eyes were wide, "N-NYYYAAAAAAAHHHH!!!" she cried, for Naito had bit her! He had bit her neck, and not only that, he was marking her! The way his teeth sunk into her skin, leaving a bite that would forever be there, made the poor cat girl lose control... and release her juices into the boy's thighs.

Naito felt her body go limp and she fell down on her back, shivering while riding her sexual high. He sighed as the nude girl fell on top of her kimono, sweaty, her groin moist with her released juices, and her face one of both bliss and shock. He was about to put his clothes back on, but felt something on his ankle.

With a yelp of his own, he found his leg pulled and his face on the floor. He grunted and tried to get up, only to be rolled so his back was on the floor, and his face was staring at Nia who had jumped on top of him with her hands on his now bare chest and her bum over his crotch.

"What did you..." she growled, and Naito noticed too late her icy tone, as well as the cold glare she had accompanied by even more feral eyes, "Do to me?!" she hissed and reared back her claws to strike him. Naito reacted quickly, pushed himself up, grabbed her arms, and rolled around to be on top of her.

"What do you even mean?!" he asked, both surprised by her change and weary of the danger she posed.

She growled, even madder, "You bit me... You marked me... You took the privilege I was saving for Mistress Cula! And you will pay for that!" she kicked him on the chin, sending him stumbling back and letting the rest of his clothes fall along his swords.

The nekomata once again lunged at him and pinned him down with her knees on his shoulders and her eyes shooting killing glares. He groaned, "Then..." she raised her claws, and, "I'm sorry."

"Wait, what?" she asked, stopping in shock.

Naito seized his opportunity to grab her, pin her down with both his hands on her shoulders, "Ok, I need you to calm down, all right?" he asked and this time when Nia tried to push him back, she found she couldn't. "I know Cula is important to you. She is a very powerful mistress and I respect that. I understand your devotion to her and want to apologize for that... But I promised I would face her in battle, so I can't lose to you either."

"And you think asking for forgiveness will solve it all?!" Nia asked even angrier.

He shook his head, "No, but..." and here, he let her go, shocking her. She watched as he stepped back, sat on his knees in the seiza position, and put his hands on his knees without any intention to move, "If I stole something so precious to you... Then I will let you strike me to your heart's content."

Nia was dumbfounded. She got up and readied her claws, the sharp edges crying for blood and yet... she saw his eyes. They were full of determination, of power hidden behind those now red orbs, and they weren't lying.

She gritted her teeth, she wanted to strike him but... for him to not fight back felt... wrong...

"Stand up!" she shouted.

But Naito's eyes remained strong, and so did his voice, "I will... after you strike me for taking away your dream."

She widened her eyes in shock... she wanted to attack him so badly for what he had done, but what he was doing now to repay her... She found her heart beating fast, too fast.

Cula watched this, holding the half-conscious Gorgon naked body to her own nude form, and gasped, "Naito Kaminari... For him to go so far..." she felt heat in her chest once again, "This samurai... I truly want him to be in my castle..." she said with a smile and her cheeks reddening.

Nia finally fell to her knees with her hands, still as cat paws but with her claws shrinking to non-lethal lengths, also on the ground. She sighed and hung her head low and away from the young samurai.

"I can't do this..." she admitted, inwardly defeated, "I can't strike someone who would do this kind of thing to say they're sorry... So... Why am I still so mad? I should defeat you, have you be Mistress Cula's newest slave, but I... I can't..."

Naito was surprised to see tears fall down to the floor, never expecting Nia to be the kind to cry. He moved to the cat girl and, brushing off the embarrassment of their current nude state, if he ignored his greaves as the only piece of clothing he had on, he hugged her. The nekomata gasped from the unexpected show of affection but didn't fight back. If anything, she had to fight back the urge to purr from such warmth.

The boy spoke softly, "I also don't want to fight any of you either... I can see all of you love Cula too much, and for that I want to respect all of you. Despite how twisted many of my opponents in this castle have been, all of you fought for her, and thus I respect her more and more."

She chuckled, "She has that effect on people... And... it seems also you have it..." she leaned closer to him, his warmth feeling very welcoming... And her being more of a demon than most of the ladies in the castle made her see his devil form as something very, very attractive right now with the way he just... cared for her.

Naito chuckled, "I don't think I'm on her level. I admire the respect she gained from all of you, so that's why I want to fight her on equal terms."

Nia smiled, "So... you got a crush on her." The way she stated that made the large pink hue on the shota's face that much more amusing, "It's ok... I like that others like Wilka love her, she's earned that love... As for you..."

Naito shouldn't have been surprised when Nia's lips clashed against his. What he did find surprising was how he just let his arms coil around her shoulders and pull her closer. Nia smirked, seeing that after all the fights he had gotten more into the act of sex, which meant she was going to have fun.

She gently pushed him down, but he also moved her around so both rested on the floor on their sides, facing each other. Nia's tails coiled around his waist, and moved one leg around his thighs to pull their crotches closer. Naito moaned into the kiss when her moistened slit slapped gently against his hardening tool. The way her fleshy petals rubbed against his flesh stick was akin to a pair of tongues licking him with the wetness coating her snatch. Nia tried not to cry with the way his mushroom rubbed her pearl atop her petals, gently massaging the bundle of nerves. He pulled her closer with one hand on her head, his thumb brushing on her ear which caused her to purr into the kiss.

Nia tried to regain control, so she nibbled his lower lip while one of her hands snaked around his back and to his round and girly bum. Naito gasped into the lip lock when she squeezed his asscheek. The moment he opened his mouth, the feline girl attacked with her tongue attacking his. The shots samurai closed his eyes and attacked back. Her tongue was smooth and silky yet now with their saliva mixing it was incredibly slick. Their oral muscles rolled around each other's for a bit, until Naito mimicked Nia and groped her bottom, causing her to yelp into the kiss and pull back to get some air. She then moaned when his other hand groped her other buttcheek and gave it a gentle squeeze so his fingers sank deeper into it. Her spine curled backwards, pushing her chest into his, smothering his fit torso with her soft mounds of flesh.

Naito, letting his devil blood flow since he was no longer in his human form, saw the line of saliva dripping down the nekomata's chin, and licked it, causing her to mewl in pleasant surprise. He then went down and sucked at her neck, making her cry and hold him tightly with her arms around his head for another kiss. This time Naito's tongue was leading Nia's more, with their oral muscles dancing at a rougher rhythm the more and more their feral blood heated up. The bulge of their tongue battle was seen better on Nia's face, and saliva started to ooze from the corners of her mouth.

The shota then rolled around, pulling Nia on top of him, and he rested on his back with the girl now straddling his waist but still exchanging spit. Once on top of him with her hands on his chest, Nia got the clue and pulled back with a long and thick line of saliva connecting their lips. She grinned and let her tails snaked around, until finding his groin, moistened with her juices from their rubbing, and now carrying a meat sword harder than a rock. Naito moaned when one of her fluffy tails wrapped itself around his balls, her fur tickling his ballsack and massaging the orbs inside. The other tail pulled his rod upwards, guiding it towards the cat girl's entrance. She looked at him with lustful eyes, a stare he must have mirrored with their demon blood running wild.

And then, he thrust in. Nia's eyes widened in shock, her pupils shrank into dots, and her mouth was opened in the largest, most pleased smile she could have, only possible when her mistress licked her snatch. The cat girl curled her spine back again, pushing her breasts into Naito's view. He grabbed Nia by her asscheeks, digging his fingers deeper into them, and pulled out just enough until only his mushroom head was in her wet and moist cavern. The moment he pumped back in, Nia hissed in pure bliss, and Naito could hear her purring. Her toes curled, her tongue rolled out, saliva started to fall on his chest from her bliss, and her chest heaved up and down in front of his face.

He didn't take long to attack her breasts and wrap his lips around the closest nip to his mouth. Nia mewled again and raised her hips, pushing them down hard with a wet and meaty smack. Naito sucked on her bud, his tongue pulling the sensitive part of her flesh deeper into his mouth so his oral muscle could flick the now hard tip. Nia gritted her teeth when his own teeth nibbled her now very sensitive flesh bud. Naito continued to suck like a hungry baby and guiding her shapely rear up and down his tool. All the while her tails were massaging his ballsack, stimulating his jewels and tickling at the skin of his tool that had briefly appeared every time Nia bucked her hips up before slamming them down.

But the more they got into it, the more they knew it could end soon. So, with a look into each other's eyes, Nia grinned ferociously and got off of Naito. The boy leaned forward and followed her movements. She walked on all fours a few steps away from him, showing him her delicious buttocks and well moistened slit. His tool pulsed with desire and he knew what she wanted.

He crawled to her, grabbed her hips with one hand, while the other moved his tool to her entrance. Nia grinned as her tails coiled around Naito's back and pushed him down on top of her. She remained there on all fours and enjoyed the warmth of his chest on her back. With their bodies pressed together in that position, Naito bucked forward, and with a smack of flesh on flesh, with his crotch slapping her asscheeks and giving them a light red tint, he pumped right into her womb. Nia cried out in bliss again, this time with her eyes rolling to the back of her head while her smile grew wider as Naito mounted her raw like an animal on heat. And right now, with his chest on her back, his hands on her hips pulling her closer so their flesh smacked together, causing her buttocks to ripple from the meaty slaps, and his hot meat poker heating her insides, she loved the way they acted as the animals they were.

Cula for her part panted, "Ah... I definitely have to see what he can do in other... areas..." she smirked at her next plan.

The castle's mistress kept watching Naito and Nia still making love doggy style like the animals in heat they had become. The boy's hands snaked their way around her back and to her perky chest. He grabbed each soft mound of flesh and gripped them tightly in his fingers, getting the girl to mewl in pleasure while his fit torso rubbed on her sweaty back. She felt her arms go limp from the force of his thrusts into her womb shaking her limbs, and her knees were starting to give up, so having him hold her tightly helped her.

The currently horned boy gave a particular hard thrust to her womb, his flesh poker striking her like a ramrod. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head but she kept on a grin, with her lower lip in her teeth from the delight, and enjoyed Naito's second hard thrust to her G-spot. Drool poured from her lips as her backside and his groin slapped wetly against each other with their sweat rubbing and lubricating their bodies. She couldn't help herself but grin rather perversely when her own hands snaked back and grabbed Naito's buttocks. She gave the cheeks a hard squeeze which got him to moan and thrust harder this time. She hissed in delight at the jolt of bliss, and mewled as due to her surprise squeeze he pulled back a bit slower, which got her to feel how her walls tightened on the spot where he had been to keep on milking him.

Seeing her smirk caused Naito's feral side to win a bit more, and he gritted his teeth, groped her breasts harder with his thumb and index finger twisting the nips a bit, and pulled her up. The two stood on their knees now, with Nia shocked at feeling Naito hold her with their backs straight. His arms snaked around her body and his chin rested on the shoulder on the side of the spot he bit. He still groped her breasts and gave them another squeeze, getting a moan from her.

At this point Nia knew she was beaten by a true alpha, a male who had the things she loved about Cula. She grinned, "Not bad... Keep it up... and you'll please the mistress..." she giggled, her arms snaking back and coiling around his head to pull him closer to her face.

Naito groaned but pushed himself deeper into her, biting back his grunts at the feeling of the tighter grip in her moist walls. It was like she tried to crush his rooster into some paste, and he loved it, "I just wish to face her in... battle..." he leaned forward, his lips and hers inches apart. His hips and hers moved on their own, filling the stage once again with their wet slaps of flesh against flesh, "Whether I win or lose... I wouldn't mind... meeting all of you girls... again..."

Nia giggled, and groaned loudly in bliss when Naito pushed himself all the way into her womanhood and proceeded to roll his hips, using his prick like a drill, rolling the delicious meat inside of her own flesh, "Ooohhh... then... I'll look forward to it... Naito..."

And thus, they kissed, her lips engulfing his and their tongues fighting for dominance. And, with a loud cry into each other's mouths, the two released their juices with a powerful burst of pleasure. Her femcum splashed all over and down his thighs, which made Naito pump hard all the way into her core once again, with his hard rod plugging her slit and keeping all of his man-cream inside of her, though some bits of his white hot goo did slip into the floor below them.

Nia leaned back, feeling too exhausted to fight back, and kept on kissing the samurai who returned the love. She finally pulled back before the kiss got her to collapse from more bliss, and panted in the samurai's arms, "You're good, Naito..."

He panted and held her tighter, not wanting her to fall. He laid on his back with the nekomata on top, her back still on his chest, "I want to be a man... worthy of facing your mistress as an equal. That is all."

Nia smirked and noticed a little fairy still using her fingers to please herself, "Then... allow me to teach you something." Poor Fae didn't know what was going on after climaxing for the thirteenth time in the time she had watched Naito making love to Nia. She was held in the cat girl's hands and moved to the shota swordsman's face, "If you want to please us... you got to be good at it..." she grinned, "When you lick her, don't hesitate to suck a bit on her slit, but mostly on her tiny nub. And, most importantly, make sure you tease the nub, it'll make her feel the need for the pleasure."

Naito blinked, "Are you serious?" he asked, but then saw Fae eagerly spread her legs with a large smile and a blush... He sighed, but realized that this was another encounter in this castle, "Like... this?" he asked and carefully slid his tongue from the bottom of Fae's little slit to near her small pearl, but pulled back when he had been about to lick the bundle of nerves, causing Fae to shiver in need.

Nia grinned, "Yeah, that was good. Little Fae will want more, so keep at it. Her juices will also give you energy for what's to come."

Naito nodded and made a mental note, "So... *lick*, your name's... *lick* Fae?" The fairy curled in bliss, yet nodded with a moan, making him chuckle a bit, "It's... slurrrppp... cute..." he then proceeded to suck a bit on her tiny petals, making the small woman cry as she released her cream into his mouth once again, which he greedily drank up.

Cula smirked, "He's still so proud yet he is also becoming more acceptant of us and his own blood... Good..." she grinned, pulling her fingers out of a tight slit to see them covered in arachne femcum, and licked them clean while Gorgon still rested on her naked body, with her nude form sweating and shivering from her mistress's fingers exhausting the spider girl's insides.

Nia grinned when Fae moaned and released a stream of her honey into Naito's face, actually getting some of her nectar to drip down his chin like how his white hot goo still dripped down the cat girl's thighs. The fairy's wings fluttered from delight and her eyes slowly closed themselves, but she still had a half-lidded stare of need for more of Naito.

The nekomata grinned her feline smirk and grabbed the boy's hardening cock with one hand, and then moved the fairy's body to it with the other. Fae and Naito moaned when her sweaty hot body was pressed against his tool, her juices smearing its base and getting some to flow down to his ballsack. Naito then got his lips captured by Nia's in a kiss he returned eagerly, making her curl her toes with the way he still overpowered her tongue with his. She even felt her mark on her neck from his bite burn hotly just from this kiss.

And Fae didn't slack off, she grabbed the hard meat pole her tiny body was pressed to, and locked her legs around its base. Her little but shapely bum was moving up and down to rub her pelvis and stomach against his pulsing main vein. Meanwhile, her arms hugged the upper half of his thick throbbing maleness, pressing her small chest against it, her nips rubbing up and down while her mounds of flesh were smashed flat against his meat pillar.

Nia grinned when Fae kicked it up a notch, moved her blue head to Naito's urethra which still dripped precum, and licked the slit. Her tiny tongue flicked at the male juice he was dripping, and she had to lick her lips when some of that splashed her face, the taste was irresistible, just like the mistress of this castle! She put her hands on his head and started to massage the mushroom shaped tip, worked her legs on the base of his cock to the rhythm of her hips bucking up and down with her pert butt in the air and her wings fluttering which helped her fly, and her small chest still caressed the upper half of his tasty manhood.

Naito and Nia kept on kissing but got an idea. Soon their hands reached for the fairy, and poor Fae was at their mercy when Naito's pinky probed her tight little ring of muscle, not entering it to avoid hurting her, but making the fairy feel a wonderful pleasure as her bum's entrance got lovingly teased. Nia for her part trailed her nails on the fairy's back in between her wings, careful to not cut her, but making damn well sure that her love scratches made the fairy squirm with bliss. Fae hugged tighter Naito's mushroom and dove her mouth into his urethra.

And, with a grunt into the kiss and his shaft pulsing, Naito alerted the girls of his release. Nia pulled back, letting Naito cry in bliss in order to hear his yell of pleasure mixed with Fae's. The fairy had reached her end too, and slapped her crotch wetly against Naito's once again, coating it with her healing juices, and opened her tiny mouth.

Streams of his hot goo exploded, coating the hand Nia had grabbing Fae, and covering the fairy in his man juice. The fairy sighed in bliss, her eyes closed and her face carrying a smile of pleasure when the hot shots of Naito's goo covered her chest, face, and opened mouth. She eagerly swallowed what got into her mouth and soon licked herself clean, taking as much of his goo as she could into her hungry mouth. Nia for her part giggled perversely while her tongue licked and cleaned her cum stained hand, enjoying the kid's taste.

He got into a sitting position on his elbows, leaning on them, and turned to Nia, "Now what?"

She grinned, "That's for you to see... Behind this stage there's more to meet the eye. And when you're done with that, you will find Mistress Cula's tower. If you manage to get up, she will be waiting for you to see if my teachings are any good."

Naito nodded, picked up Fae in his hands, put on his clothes which now consisted only of his gi, loincloth and greaves, and gave Nia a peck on her cheek before leaving. She was left there, her face redder than a tomato, her eyes wider than ever before, and she unknowingly had her right hand holding the spot he had kissed her goodbye.

She giggled in the end with a feline smile, "The mistress will surely enjoy his company." She then grinned, "But if I went down, then someone must be waiting for him..." she giggled knowingly.

-CASTLEBABES-

Hiding his massive flesh spear after he had pulled it from Nia's depths and left the nekomata purring in total contentment, Kaminari Naito sighed as he wondered what to expect from Cula's forces next, "I...wish to see her in person. I want to meet her and see if her dream can truly come true." He murmured to himself quietly. As he walked down the hallway, he suddenly noticed steps behind him, twisting about sharply, he saw nothing behind him.

"Must've been my imagin- What was that!?" He whips his head around after walking forward a few steps, the sounds of someone following him making his senses twinge rapidly. He saw nothing again, but his hand slowly rested itself upon his sword, his eyes twitching slightly as he saw the ground rumble once or twice in front of him. Wary now, he begun watching the floor, unaware of a figure slowly forming up behind him.

Turning his head slowly, he saw a pair of glowing blue eyes, before a huge rock like fist near smashed his head to the wall had he not ducked, he just avoided a sweet sleep on the hard floor of the castle, "What are you? A golem?" He leaped back as the rock gray skinned figure in front of him let loose a throaty chuckle. To his amazement it looked near exactly like Cula, loli body and all, its thighs were slender, with its buttocks a rounded pair of orbs that looked softer than the rest of her body, its chest was similar, with soft blue plates over its chest that resembled tiny perky breasts.

What separated it from her however was a noticeable lack of hair on its hard looking round head. Its body looked like a girl who had covered herself in gray clay that had hardened, each limb moving in perfect tandem to allow it a free swift movement without any cracks forming on her soft looking yet sturdy body. Furthermore, in place of a womanhood it possessed a blue jewel-like pair of lips that appeared soft and squishy to the touch, they were of a curved affair similar in shape and size to the female slit, meaning that inside there had to be a womb.

The being's eyes were a glowing blue pair of gems with a simple mouth set in a wide grin. In short, without the bat wings, it looked the entire world like if Cula was human and bald. What made it stand out from other golems was that its arms were cylinders half as big as her body with four fingers on each hand quite capable of grabbing and, most likely, crushing something.

"The castle itself is alive!?" the shota was understandably shocked.

From her throne room, watching in her crystal ball, Cula chuckled, "Fufufu...Of course it is, Naito. It is an extension of my will, granted life and sentience as I saw fit. You've bested several of my best servants, now I wish you to try your hand at besting Casa! Prove to me that you're worthy of facing me!"

Such excitement from her mistress awed the spider girl, "Mistress Cula?"

"Keep calm, Gorgon...let's watch how he deals with this being." Without warning, Cula's voiced laughed out amused, but a slight tone of concern mixed with a genuine desire to see him succeed strayed into her tone, "This is Casa, Naito. She is the embodiment of my castle's desire! She takes after me quite well, doesn't she? I'd suggest that you be careful, she is far more powerful than you may give her credit for."

Casa merely bowed to Naito who clutched his swords tightly, the blond shota giving the ceiling a glance as he replied, "Of course, Cula. I need to become a true man... and a true man never backs down! Even when the odds are against him! Casa, I'm here to see your mistress, and if I need to get past you... even your walls and floors, I will!"

His brave words made Casa's blue eyes go black twice, a pantomime of blinking, before she blasted towards him, floating over the ground and slamming one gigantic fist against his blades, "WHOA! Such...power...!" Throwing him back with enough force to launch him into a wall, Naito braced his body, and then spun around to slam his feet against the walls hard surface, leaping back into the fight.

Casa grinned wider, then took an odd pose, each arm placed in an awkward bending like posture on either side of her body, then she slammed both in front of her making them spin rapidly. Naito's sense of danger flared up, and he quickly rolled away as Casa sent a gigantic wave of dust, air, and rock fragments in a mighty hurricane like barrage from her whirling arms. He could almost hear a grinding 'wub-wub-wub' pick up in his ears as the ground, walls and indeed the very surface of the castle itself was heavily scarred by gale-force barrages.

Upon getting up, Casa was nowhere to be seen. Shooting his eyes from wall to floor whilst holding his swords tighter, he was unprepared for two fists to pop out of the ground and hold him in place, rocks shooting out from the wall and knocking his swords from his hands, "So she can move independently to any location in the castle...?!" Gasping out, he saw Casa slowly rose from the surface of the ground, her entire body being in an upside down position with her jewelhood glistening with a weird oil right on his face, with her arms grabbing his feet from below, he could do little but gasp as she wrapped her thighs around his head, and shoved her soft pussy like jewel into his face.

The oil slightly stung his facial features, but once he stuck his tongue out and touched the surface of the jewel, it sunk into the surface like it was an actual womanhood. It was soft and strangely tasty as the oil that flowed into his mouth was drinkable and indeed packed with healthy minerals. Slowly he started to adapt to the sexual situation he found himself in like he had in the past, and begun eating her jewelhood out, Casa sighing with delight before she noticed his shaft standing to attention. With a widened mouth that emulated a smile, the golem fit his entire shaft into her mouth, a gentle blue slime in the form of an appendage touching its base inside of her mouth, and wrapping around it in a warm cocoon.

She sucked on his dick eagerly, wanting to get used to the entirety of his tool before she got to the main act. Sadly, Naito took her slow and easy nature and threw it aside as he skillfully begun pressing and poking her jewelhood while lapping at everything inside those blue lips. Casa let out a long cry and released a huge burst of sweet oil into his mouth and face, he licked as much of it as he could, before Casa spun around and popped him out of her mouth.

Wrapping her huge arms around his neck and back, with one hand cradling him before she slide her jewelhood onto his shaft, the soft flesh like orb taking in his entire shaft all the way down to the hilt. He could only gasp in surprise before Casa begun bouncing atop him, her jewelhood clinging to his shaft so tightly that every thrust up just pushed him deeper into the wet and juicy flesh. He went so deep he even begun pushing at her womb.

Crying adorably, it was all Casa could do to hold on as Naito thrust into the very core of her being. Rapidly pleasure begun to overtake the two, and it was not long before he cried out and released deep into that very core, his white hot baby batter splattering into her womb and all over the insides of her jewelhood. She merely shivered and clutched him tightly to her body, kissing him gently and sighing happily.

-CASTLEBABES-

"Mistress Cula, should we truly be sending the Ratón family to the sword boy as a gift?"

Inside of Cula's throne room, the vampire mistress was swirling a glass of blood, it was colored a deep blackish purple and smelt extremely strong, akin to a scent of rawest iron mixed with brimstone, offered to her by Mafumet as a midnight drink. Next to the tiny lady of darkness was Gorgon, the spider girl calmly waiting for the return of her fellow slaves while knitting something with her web.

Naito's new route took him to a part of the castle which had some infamy even among the inhabitants, a hall that even in summer would be as cruelly cold as the harshest winter. It had been at a somewhat poor time to think of returning to the stage as the now completely nude save for his loin-cloth and gi shota samurai was seriously regretting everything he had done thus far if it meant he could have a single fur cloak or the warm company of a woman. He had getting too much heat from women lately that the cold actually got to him.

Giving a long and savoring sip of her drink, Cula flashed Gorgon a fanged smile, making the spider shiver in pent up lust as her mistress ushered her to pause her knitting and come tend to her. She gladly did so, and as Cula moved her legs slightly and the arachne woman began dipping her tongue into her soft velvety folds, the vampire queen answered her servants query, "Well my dearest Gorgon...Naito has earned my favor with how he had been so kind to Wilka and Nia, not to mention his battles with the others... so, I want him to sample my castles best maids."

Murmuring into her womanhood, Gorgon's reply was a muffled, "Butmfh wiifh ith begh nuff?"

Here Cula just had a small smile cross her lips as she chuckled lowly whilst grinding her folds against Gorgan's maw, "I'm certain they'll be enough to sate his appetite...for now."

With our favorite little shota, following his battle with the female embodiment of the castle's rules to obey the mistress, Naito had left the slumbering golem behind to continue on through the chilly castle halls, shivering despite his half-breed blood due to how drafty it was on his bits. He tried rubbing his arms gently, "Brr...it's c-c-c-c-cold..." His teeth chattered out due to the sheer nip in the air, Naito felt the castles dark and drafty depths give way to a warm red glow.

Heat rose in the air making Naito eagerly but cautiously walk forward, a rich array of aromas begun filtering into his nostrils, making him drool despite himself. He walked into a brightly lit room that made him shield his eyes, before he looked amazed at the sight in front of him. Seven maids stood to attention in front of him, all of them bowing deeply as they stood in front of a huge dining hall, with a table absolutely filled to the brim with good food, rich drinks, and warmth. There was one chair at the head of the table and it was absolutely covered in rich furs, a thick wool blanket, and it even graciously supplied a warm cloak.

Turning to the seven maids, Naito could only raise an eyebrow at the brazen fashion of their garb and appearances.

The first and foremost feature was that each maid was an anthro mouse. The first and what appeared to be the leader was an aged but decidedly graceful and curvaceous mouse woman. She had grey fur that shimmered slightly in the bright torchlight and roaring fire, her face was a narrow yet well-formed mouse snout, with a tiny beady black nose and well-groomed whiskers. She had faded blonde hair kept up in a bun that had seen much better days but was still in a remarkably good condition considering her advanced age. Around her blue eyes were slight wrinkles that crinkled as she gave the shota samurai a warm motherly smile that made him tingle slightly with pleasure.

She had gorgeous full hips that flared out to give her a perfect hourglass figure when coupled with her gigantic heaving bosom; she was roughly the same size as Mafumet and was easily on a level that very few women, even monster women, could reach. Her backside was like a pair of jiggling pudding mounds, each one thick enough to impress him; she greeted him with a soothing and warm voice hinting of a vaguely aristocratic tone. "I am Marina dearest honorable guest of Mistress Cula; please warm your tired self at the fire." She said.

The next mouse woman who he saw was one identical to the first save for age, and having her long blonde hair worn in a pair of braids, she had a slightly smaller figure, and had a definite quality of motherly grace to her that was equal to the first. Her body was held in a more upbeat manner, and she gave a long sultry smile that caused him to shiver for fear of his innocence, "I am Lucyndra my lord, allow this one to show you to your seat." Here she stood up; causing her equally impressive breasts to bounce up slightly, her sizes were slightly small that Marina's, but she had a much more curvy body and stomach, giving her a somewhat chubby appearance in contrast to Marina's more fit form.

She gently ushered him to his seat, then smiled widely as each of the next five mouse woman begun serving him.

Two of them bounced over to Naito, their pert breasts jiggling, each one only about as big as a clenched fist bouncing with them. They looked the same, down to how they wore they wore their pure red hair with a black hairpin holding a section of it just above their head, to how they smiled, to even how their facial features were shaped. They however had reddish brown colored fur that shined with a rich gloss, and their eyes were both wine-red orbs that glimmered with amusement at Naito's impressed look. The sole difference they had that allowed him to tell them apart, was a small beauty mark on the opposite end of each cheek, and the slightly different expressions each had, they chimed in both at the same time with mischievous grins, "Lusa and Lissa." The one on the right said right after the one on the left spoke.

The next three were a mother and daughter trio.

The first daughter was a mouse girl roughly four years older than him with a rebellious yet sweet looking face, she had auburn colored hair worn in a pair of odangos from his home country, and had a still developing frame that wasn't quite as big as the twins were. She was much more toned than them however, with a muscular stomach, rippling abs, toned forearms, and shapely but quite deadly looking legs. She had dark brown eyes that gleamed with interest when looking at him, a pair of flat but slowly growing baps, and a large but not quite thick backside. She roughly served him some meat, but he could tell that despite this she was quite kind as well as she gently draped the warm cloak over his frame, "Carla's my name, kid."

Her sister was a tiny slip of a mouse girl, roughly a year or two younger than himself, much like her sister she had auburn colored hair and fur, she wore her hair in a pair of girlish pigtails, and had bright green eyes that looked inquisitively at him. She had the body of a very young girl, and was obviously not mature, yet she too had a degree of charm to her that Naito found very refreshing, he hadn't met any girls quite his own age just yet in Cula's castle. She chirped out happily, "My name is Charlotte! Nice to meet you!"

The last woman was an extremely gentle and submissive looking thing, with a smaller pair of breasts, each only half the size of his head rather than being bigger than it, she had a very quiet demeanor, and wore her hair flowing down her back, the bright auburn locks wreathed with small flicks of gold, she had very soft looking and kind blue eyes, a very MILF like body that begged for attention and love to be given to it, and a very sweet look which she gave him as she served him a meal with a soft, "Marianne...is my name."

Cula grinned in her throne room, "This should be fun."

Indeed it was.

The seven mouse maids all wore the same exact outfit with very minor differences, it was comprised of an extremely tight maid's blouse that clung to their chests and in the most busty cases like Marianne, Marina, and Lucyndra almost spilled out of their tops, a tiny frilled maids bonnet worn in between their ears, white silk gloves, black stockings that went up to their thighs, an extremely skimpy skirt that exposed how none of them wore panties, letting their pussies be seen every time they bent over, and frilled collars.

In short, one could go mad with the tantalizing amounts of juicy flesh on display. Naito however had become used to beautiful women in various stages of undress, so he had made no sign of noticing them as he focused on filling his stomach and getting warm. However all seven were determined to serve him, and did so with immediate gusto. Charlotte the littlest mouse was rubbing his arms and legs with a warm rag, helping the blood flow in them, the tiny loli being so determined to make him warm that she was practically laying across his lap.

"Master Naito, would you like to try this wine?" Marianne, Charlotte's mother, was quietly and very submissively pouring him a glass of wine, bringing to his lips and letting him sip it, while occasionally either by accident or purposeful design brushing her more than impressive rack against his arms and face.

"Hey, Hey Naito! C'mon, try this good stuff. It's damn good cheese." Carla was shoving well-made cheese into his mouth every other bite, the tough teenager eagerly demonstrating her aptitude at feeding him, her black mouse tail waving around eagerly as she gave the cheese to him.

"Naito! Naito! Eat this cake we baked just for you!" Lusa and Lissa were eagerly feeding him rich rum cake and smiling widely at the tiny shota with their rodent teeth on full display, before they began rubbing up against him eagerly.

"Naito, you like this stuff too?"

"Now children, let the poor boy eat...hmm, he's quite popular amongst the children, isn't he, daughter, mother?" Marina and Lucyndra were both serving him as well, the oldest member of the family of seven warmly draping Naito in blankets and bending over to wipe his mouth when it became dirty, while Lucyndra was helping him carve into a thick steak.

"I think he's extremely popular...I...um..." the daughter replied.

"She likes him too my dearest." The elder mouse woman said.

Eventually though, Charlotte did something that changed the atmosphere of the room into a much more steamy mood. She begun rubbing his crotch, wanting to make sure every inch of him had the blood flowing. "AH! It's gotten big! Is it supposed to do that Momma, Granmomma?" Gasping, the tiny loli mouse backed away as Naito's gigantic rod sprung to attention, his loin cloth being pushed away as the shota blushed wide at the sudden attention all seven maids were giving his Devil Slayer. Marina's kind eyes had bulged wide, gaping as he was bigger than any man she had ever seen, far bigger, thicker, and better than her own husband had been, bless his soul.

Lucyndra could only gape as well, she had been with a good man who she loved deeply but he was a poor lover as well. And Marianne had steamed redder than a tomato, Naito's father had been a mighty one indeed if he passed down strong genes to his child.

The twins who had never been with a man but wished to licked their lips in desire as they saw Naito's rod on full display, while Carla stammered out in embarrassment as she hadn't been with a man either, Charlotte the youngest just nodded decisively as she gained a pair of sticker like blushes on her face, "I'll make you warm, Master Naito, even this big thing too!" She grabbed his rod with both hands, unknowingly forsaking the rag as her instincts demanded she pleasure the magnificent manhood in front of her. With Charlotte jerking him off rapidly the warm sensations of her hand, the sensitivity of his rooster, and the already present feeling of pleasure made Naito groan in delight.

Despite his best efforts, Charlotte's enthusiasm and soft hands combined with his now sensitive rod from countless love-making easily brought him to climax. His head twitched before his powerful balls churned and released a giant gush of white seed over Charlotte's hands and face. The tiny mouse girl was shocked beyond belief as his seed sprayed over her, coating her auburn fur in white cream. In awe she raised a hand to her face, and inhaled the heady scent of his pure musk, before she collapsed limply to her knees, her mousehood letting loose a gush of its juices as she climaxed through exposure to Naito's sheer manliness alone.

Her family looked at each other slowly at the display, before Marina's face creased into a warm smile as she nodded at her family, "Mistress Cula ordered us to pleasure and serve him...in any capacity he wished."

Lucyndra smirked widely at her mother, "Of course, momma. Daughters, granddaughters, let us begin the fun." She stripped out of her outfit, letting her black nipples bounce out as her mother does the same, Marianne steamed red as does Carla, but they throw off their own outfits, the twins already shimmying out of theirs as they help Charlotte out of her clothes.

The identical mice girls lift the tiny loli up, giving the enraptured girl a wide grin, "It's time to meet the D*ck that you'll never go back from! Up~! UP~! AND DOWN YOU GO~!" The cheery twins sing out gleefully before they slam Charlotte down by her tiny slit directly onto Naito's rod. The tiny mouse girl could only gasp and then drool brokenly in raw pleasure as the twins help her get used to bouncing up and down on a rod that by its sheer power had claimed all other monster women in the castle. Blood leaked onto his lap, showing that she was still pure.

Her tiny flat chest made Naito interested, before the shota samurai reached out with his hands and begun rubbing the tiny nipples, slowly massaging them in rhythm to Charlotte's bouncing, the boy looked into Charlotte's bright eyes as they showed only his reflection, tears of pain and joy mixing before the mouse girl rammed her snout against his, kissing him passionately as she wrapped her arms around his neck. The two young lovers battled with their tongues, although Charlotte submissively let him win again and again as they made out.

Marina smiled gently as she gently gestured for Lucyndra and Marina to attend to his balls, she on the other hand stood on his side, and shook her massive plump teats around gently whilst squeezing the nipples, unlike Muriel she had to struggle to lactate, but the old girl could still feed her hungry brood if they wanted to drink from her breasts. Powerful tasting milk poured into her hands, which she gently sipped from to make sure the taste was perfect. Smiling as her adult daughter and granddaughter begun kissing and gently licking Naito's sack, the two mice women unknowingly submitting and swearing allegiance to Naito's power alone, Marina smiled as the shota samurai turned his head and latched onto her huge breast, sucking tightly on the nipple and guzzling her milk down.

The twins noticed Carla's pussy starting to drench the floor as she gaped at how her little sister, mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother were all attending to the boy in front of them, and both grin as they grab their niece by her arms, then begin kneading her breasts and kissing her despite her protests, "W...wait...s...stop..."

"NOPE~"!"NO WAY~! You need to be made ready for Naito's mighty penis!" With the family doing their best to make him cum, Naito could only groan before his balls swelled up, and churned as cum shot up through them, from his dick, and directly into Charlotte's tiny womb.

"A...ach...uah...m...master...n...Naito...zz...z...zz..." Charlotte's bright green eyes shut in pure bliss before she gently begun snoring, the sheer pleasure of being creampied by the tiny warrior making her pass out. Marina sighed in delight as the boy drank deep from her milk, then was surprised when he swung her around by her waist, pulling her onto his lap and pressing his tip against her entrance. The boy's eyes latched onto her surprised ones, before he gave her a cheery grin and forced her into a kiss, his tongue sliding into her mouth and forcibly pushing down hers, twirling his tongue around hers, the boy gave the much older mouse woman so much pleasure from just kissing her that she near creamed herself pleasure.

Thoughts of her old husband begun to melt from her mind, letting go of her reservations, the little she had anyway, she laid back against the table, letting Naito wrap his tiny hands around her thick hips. Leaning forward, the swordsman shota begun suckling at her massive breasts, drinking the milk that previously only her family had been able to drink from, his mighty shaft pumping slowly into her tight snatch.

Stretching her folds to limits that they never had before, the boy laid claim to the old mouse woman, every inch of her fur covered flesh swearing its eternal devotion to the kind-hearted and gentle child who wished to become a true man and warrior. Her milk poured down his throat, and after he was done with one breast, he put focus to the other, suckling at her chest in rhythm to his powerful thrusts into her womanhood. Eventually his tip penetrated her womb itself, making her gasp as she held him closely to her body, pounding away at her womb.

Her old husband had been too weak to grant her more than one child, yet Naito's seed alone could grant her many strong children, all of them daughters this Marina could sense. For Naito's seed would permit no any other man to take what was rightfully his. In an instant, she felt her eyes widen as Naito groaned weakly, before his Devil Slayer pulsed rapidly, a mighty torrent of seed flowed into her womb, impregnating her and making her stomach bulge from the deluge that filled it. Pulling out, and letting a flood of his seed fall into the waiting mouths of both Lucyndra and Marianne. They happily drank his semen up, catching in their furred hands and sharing it amongst each other happily.

The two mouse MILFS helped their matriarch up, the woman weakly sitting down next to Naito and letting her family take their turn next. The sultry mouse chubby mouse MILF in front of him gave him a battering of her eyes, before the shota just grinned and grabbed her by her ears, forcing her head down to his massive cock. She pulled away when he let go of her, giving him a slight smirk as she grabbed each of her sizable breasts, "Just wait for a second, Master Naito...let me try to wrap these around your rod." She requested, making the boy nod at her, "Of course, Lucyndra." She wrapped her fluffy breasts around his prick, enjoying the sensations of how her fur covered tits felt around it, before she began pumping them up and down. Despite her rack's sheer size and volume, she still had plenty of shaft left to spare, so she improvised.

Opening her snout, she begun licking the tip of his dick, swirling her agile tongue around the Devil Slaying Spear, before she begun gently suckling on it. When adding in the sensation of her breasts wrapping around his rod and jiggling mightily, it wasn't long before Naito groaned happily, grabbing Lucyndra's ears and forcing his rod all the way down her throat. A blast of his seed flowed into her throat and into her belly, before it overflowed and made her cheeks bulge. The woman tasted his seed, and like her mother instantly knew that she belonged to the boy in front of her.

Her husband's memory was washed away in that single taste of his seed, swallowing his cum, the woman weakly got up and sat on Naito's lap, before slowly bouncing up and down, riding him like her granddaughter Charlotte had. He reached out and begun spanking her furred buttocks, slapping the flesh roughly and making her shiver weakly in pleasure. The mouse woman swore then and there as she felt the half-human boy's cock plow into her womb that she would serve him eternally and loyally. His dick, almost if in agreement to her body, slammed into her womb before releasing a load thicker than any man had ever released into her before.

His seed greedily met her unfertilized egg, and impregnated her like it had her mother, the seed of the man who was to be Cula Draconier's husband was powerful and wished to pass its genes down to as many willing women as it could. Popping his cock out once it was done releasing its seed into Lucyndra's mousehood, Naito was blindsided by Lusa and Lissa as they leaped onto his lap, and greedily begun rubbing their eager pussies against his mighty rod.

Drenching it in their fluids first, the twins each took turns gyrating around his crotch, wanting to memorize the feel and texture of their future husband-master's rod, both had decided to devote themselves to Naito's purposes, and as they drenched his penis in their juices, both laid back, and pressed themselves against each other, welcoming the shota samurai with matching smiles," Take us o' Husband-master~! Lay Claim to our fertile fields and grant us the gift of being tamed by your mighty spear!" They said, and gasped in delight when started thrusting into the twin womanhoods of the mouse maids in front of him.

Naito groaned in delight as he plunged deep into Lusa's womb, his rod near simultaneously penetrating Lissa's entrance, the speed he was using was like he was mating both with two pricks instead of one. It was purest heaven combined with another equal but slightly different heaven, and due to the enhanced sensations enveloping his cock, he yelped and released prematurely. As Lady Luck was watching him intently and gave him her blessing, his seed made the twins climax on their own, his pulled rooster even shot more of his seed into the gaping holes of their womanhoods as said slits closed themselves to remain as tight as when he first mated with them.

Naito panted softly. It was a credit to his father's mighty genes that despite releasing so much, he was still rock hard and ready for more. The twins slid off his lap, weakly grabbing Carla and forcing the teenaged mouse maid onto Naito's lap. She looked into Naito's eyes, muttered a soft and embarrassed, "Don't think this is just for you, you know? Take notice of a maiden's feelings too...!" Before she forced him into her womanhood, gritting her teeth as she felt the boy push past her virginity and claim her like he had her sister. Blood leaked down his rooster again, but through sheer force Carla begun moving, her odango bouncing in rhythm to her thrusts down onto the boy.

She wanted him to claim her, and claim her he did as he begun lightly thrusting up. Sliding into her womb, the girl could only gasp in bliss as she felt Naito's mighty rod filled her walls completely. The sheer tightness that enveloped him was enough to drive him mad, relentlessly thrusting up, it was only a short matter before he yelled and released handedly into her womb.

Naito took notice of Marianne once he had finished releasing into Carla's tight and juicy snatch, she was submissively laying on all fours, her asscheeks high in the air, with her womanhood spread for him, the mouse MILF gently turned her head and offered him a small smile, "Please...help yourself, Master Naito..."

He was never one to let a woman down after this night, so the golden haired youth got on top of Marianne's body, gently rubbing her legs and backside with one tiny hand, making her furred body quiver due to his soft touch. It wasn't often that she was touched so kindly, only Cula and her family had ever been gentle to her. The other monsters ignored the maids, and so she was often quite lonely. Naito's interest in her made her happy, and so she willingly submitted to him. He was quick to oblige as he slowly slid into her depths, thrusting in slowly, before picking up speed as he made long and deep thrusts into her womb. Marianne felt her hips shake, the mouse MILF feeling the boy claim her in a way that Cula never had been able to.

Ramming deep into her womb, the boy drove thoughts of the mother of her children away from Marianne's mind, and soon her thoughts faded to a blissful contentment. Pounding into her womb doggy style, the shota samurai could only groan happily as he had definitely saved the best snatch for last. Marianne was tight in a way her daughters and sisters weren't, and warm in a way her sires weren't. She was the perfect blend of all of them, and it was within her that the boy felt his rod release the mightiest gout of its seed. Enough to impregnate her several times over and still be able to make her siblings and daughters have children to spare. Her womb tried its best to drink in all of his seed inside of her, her womanhood happily receiving the seed of its husband-master.

Collapsing against Marianne's back, Naito panted quietly as he nestled himself in her soft fur, wanting to rest for the moment.

Cula grinned, "Ah, Marianne... You always loved children, so who better than Naito to give you more daughters?"

Gorgon tilted her head, "Daughters?"

Cula sighed, "The Devil Slayer is quite a rare man-tool... The boy's father may not have had it, but in his blood he passed the blessing of a tool capable of pleasing monster women, giving them only female children. It is said such a tool can only be achieved between the love of a pure-hearted man and a devil woman."

Gorgon blinked, "Wait, so we would be carrying his child?"

Her mistress grinned, "Only if your every fiber desired one, though it'd always be a girl. I've heard of it from my mother. My father carried one, but only gave me life." She closed her eyes, having sweet memories, "My mother loved that man so much that I was born... A succubus she could have been, but she carried and raised me with love."

"Mistress..."

"It's all right... I await for the chance of meeting the man that Naito will become." She put on her genuine battle grin, eagerly awaiting for such an event.

-CASTLEBABES-

The now loincloth wearing, and back to normal human form, boy felt his legs shake a bit at the cold he had been exposed after losing his pants to Nia and having to walk out of the warmth of the Ratón family. Fae once again rested in his gi, his swords were on his belt, and he had only his metallic boots to cover his legs. But he still moved forward through a rather dark hallway. It didn't have any decorations or much light besides an occasional torch on the wall. He just walked through it, opened a door, and saw a massive bridge.

The bridge was made of gray blocks, and had two sets of stairs at the sides of each end to move down into a lower section of the castle and to carry things around. What he did find interesting was that this part of the castle was on top of a massive lake. It was so big that he could see the moon reflected on it through the clouds in the sky, and could swear it was some beast's eyes staring at him if he didn't note the clouds. The shota samurai walked forward, intent on getting to the other section of the castle on the other side of the bridge, where he could see a tower so massive its figure couldn't be described with the darkness and clouds surrounding it. It had to be Cula's tower.

He trembled in slight excitement, "Once this is over, I will finally face Cula and get to battle her... I'm scared yet..." he clenched his right fist, "No matter what challenges await for me, I desire to battle Cula as an equal to her... Whatever the three goddesses may have for me with the influence of their shota lovers, I will go through it!" he said to reinforce his determination and kept on moving.

Until a laugh was heard, "Fufufu... You're a feisty one, huh?"

A giggle echoed, "Tee-hee-hee... he seems like fun, mama."

Naito heard the sound of flapping wings and looked up... and was caught off guard by a second from the sight of flames. The boy didn't move, for the fire wasn't aimed at him, instead it burned the side of the bridge he had come through and the side he wished to go, blocking both paths with fire walls. He quickly pulled out his swords and found the ones responsible for it: dragons. Female dragons, he had already expected that everyone but him in this castle would be female but he still had to note that since they were naked.

The larger one, probably about nine feet tall from claw to nose, was obviously the mother. She had green scales covering a humanoid form with fat asscheeks that could shatter the earth with a pounding of her backside, accompanied by a reptilian tail over the crack of her delicious bottom, swishing like a dog's tail. She also had yellow breasts about as big as her bottom, meaning a man's torso could disappear in between them, and a matching yellow underbelly; each flesh mound adorned with a dark brown nub that were in areolas so large his hand could sink in them. Her arms were long, muscular, and rather thick but well-formed. Her legs were twice as thick, her thighs could easily crush and snap a man in half, and yet they showed some muscle in them like she raced and kicked a lot. Her head was that of a reptile, very lizard like with two white bone horns on top, and a spiky mane of brown haired pulled back, reaching her child bearing hips. Her hands and feet had sharp black claws with three fingers in each limb, and her maw filled with sharp teeth was set in a smirk. This dragon woman had no wings, so she had to be a western earth dragon.

Then came a laugh and Naito turned to see the daughter. She was much, much smaller, standing four foot tall. Her body, while still humanoid in some bits, wasn't as gifted as her mother's: she had a flat chest with small cherries and a pert yet small backside with a tail over the crack of her buns. Her scales were a different color to her mother's: with a purple body and a violet underbelly. She, however, had a snake-like body. Her lean form was able to twist and even coil like one of the limbless reptiles. On her back a pair of purple bat wings about the size of her body helped her to stay in the air. But despite her small chest size, her nips were lovely to see and lovelier to pinch with their dark purple tint and their inverted tips. Her buttocks were nicely rounded and well-shaped. Her limbs were thin yet curvaceous and gave her a more gracious appearance. And even if her body was more like a snake's, her upper torso resembled that of a human a bit more. Though her head was like her mother's, that of a lizard with sharp teeth, but no horns and with a black mane of hair set up in dual buns, yet still the same three-fingered claws on each limb. It seemed that the mother had had something with an eastern dragon. She also seemed to be about his age.

The two flicked long forked tongues typical of a snake and grinned, small bursts of flames leaving their nostrils, "He seems like a good catch, Rin."

Said girl giggled, "Thanks, Mama. Let's pay him back for playing with the other girls."

Naito finally spoke, "What're you two up to? You should know I am not to be crossed if push comes to shove."

The dragon girl, Rin, grinned, "We're Mistress Cula's familiars. Powerful dragons for an even more powerful lady... I may still be training, but we owe her a lot..." she giggled, "After all, she killed our master."

Naito clenched his jaw at the sound of how genuinely happy she sounded, and the mother spoke, "Surprised we wouldn't avenge him? Heh, little bastard deserved what he got..." the dragon woman walked to him, her steps shaking the bridge slightly.

Naito got more nervous as Rin circled around him with her smile still in place, and she spoke in a too cheerful tone, "I wish it had been my hands to rip off his heart, but now I get my own chance to try my strength for my mistress."

The mother cackled, "What do you say, Sword Boy? Ready for another fight?" she then gave him a cruel, sinister, and downright sadistic smirk, "Just don't expect me to hold back."

He finally spoke, "What could a man do to you to cause such hatred?"

"Man...?" the mother and daughter echoed, and he didn't like the way they moved closer to him in a predatory manner, "He didn't... deserve to be seen as one." The mother said, her voice icy and filled with hatred.

The daughter gritted her teeth in disgust, "For him we were nothing but trophies of him killing and eating our kind, and my father!"

Naito's eyes widened, "So Cula..."

The mother smiled, happy thoughts now in her mind, "She heard of a human treating our kind as nothing but hunt trophies, and set our brethren free... She just arrived and gave us a warm smile..."

Rin giggled, "When she was done we came to her, asking to grant her our power and services... She asked what would happen to my father's remains, and gave him the burial he deserved."

The mother got into a feral battle stance, her claws ready, "That's why we're taking you down."

Rin spread her wings and got down on all fours, her tail swishing excitedly, "It is the will of our mistress!"

Naito got into a defensive stance and despite himself couldn't hold back a grin of his own, "Then for the sake of facing Cula as an equal, I won't fall!"

Cula grinned at the battle, she had actually stepped up and walked to a balcony to see her dragons in the distance facing Naito. Claws met steel, tails were used as whips that missed due to the kid's katas, and not even the mighty stomps of the mother that caused the ground to shake took the shota down. Gorgon walked and held her mistress from behind, watching with her chin on the loli's shoulder how the battle unfolded.

The vampiress spoke with amusement in her pitch black lips, "Powerful familiars fitting of my name, facing him. I would feel pride over the fact Rin and her mother Fira are having such fun with an enemy as powerful as Naito, but not now."

Gorgon held her mistress a bit tighter, "He really interests you, mistress."

She grinned wider, "I wish for him to succeed in getting to me by facing everyone in his path instead of just escaping dangers like all others... And... I never thought I'd find someone proclaiming to be a man showing so much care even for his enemies to the point he's taken it."

Gorgon noted that, "You mean... he's been holding back on us the entire time?" she didn't want to believe it, but that would explain much.

Cula nodded, "Naito, who had defeated Patica's masterpiece when angry with such ease, had let Mafumet throw him around until he had to get serious. He wasn't really trying to harm them, and when he did that it had been only when he had been pushed too far." She smiled when seeing the boy parry Fira's clawing with his katana and stop Rin's kick with the dull side of his wakizashi, "All that power, and he shows us mercy even if we are monsters. Is it because of the dark part of his blood, or is it truly his human heart?"

Gorgon grinned at her mistress' smile, "Either way, you enjoy the idea of facing him."

Cula turned around and gave her arachne a soft peck on the lips, "This is the first time I look forward to either a victory or a loss at the hands of an opponent, how could I not?" She giggled a bit when Naito jumped over the dragon women when they shooed him away with their fire breath and landed on Fira's head, using the pummel of his swords to smack her skull and stun her, "I know he won't disappoint me."

Rin flew at the shota when he jumped away to get back to the ground and soon her serpentine body coiled around his torso quickly. She grinned when feeling the pressure of her long and slender purple form gripping him tightly until a rib started to shake. And then she found Naito's wakizashi flying at her, only for the blade to disappear from her sight as a faint and for her chin to get hit by the pummel.

Fira, who had finally regained her senses, saw this and lunged at Naito. He grabbed the boy by his shoulders and gripped them tightly. The samurai cried when feeling his joints pop from the powerful grip. Fira's eyes were on fire, and so was her mouth in a more literal way.

"Why shouldn't I fry you after you hit my daughter?" she asked menacingly.

Amazing himself at the fact he forced something out of his mouth despite the lack of air from the crushing pressure, Naito replied, "Because... Ugh... I got a lot... Argh... to make up to you... Oof... after this!" and when finishing his sentence his right foot nailed Fira on her chin, setting himself free and making her let loose a fireball into the air.

The bun haired loli dragoness saw this, and like mother like daughter. She lashed her entire body like a whip, and hit the ground hard enough to make the large bridge shake from the force of her strike. She got on all fours and flew at the blond who sheathed both swords.

"Are you even taking this seriously?" Rin asked, her claws ready.

Naito raised his hands, "I am." he sent his hand forward against Rin's claw, and with a circular motion he twisted her arm and spun her in the air, flipping her midair and sending her back on the ground with enough force to cause another web-shaped crack. He kept his grip on the girl's arm, flipped her so she was face down, and put his knee on her back to keep her from using her wings, "I don't want to hurt anyone more than I have to... I will fight all of you seriously, but as the man I wish to be, I do not desire to hurt those like you who fight so passionately for such a honorable, respectable, and charming mistress like Cula."

Said vampiress buried her red face in her hands, making her arachne chuckle, "He's still got that effect on you, mistress."

Meanwhile, Fira stood before the boy, staring as he kept her daughter down with one hand yet, while having the power to hurt her, he didn't look forward to harm her. He kept her from fighting him, avoided to deliver any powerful or damaging blow, and desired only to finish this fight without any harm caused to the dragon woman's child. All because of what he wanted to be.

At that moment, Fira, a dragoness who had seen much in her life, could see what kind of boy... no, man Naito truly was.

"I..." the mother started, walking towards Naito, and then kneeled before him, "I accept your determination, Kaminari Naito."

Naito let go of Rin, who looked at her mother in shock, "But we can still fight... We can't give up, not for Mistress Cula!"

Fira nodded, "Yes, my child, you are right... But even if we desire a carefree existence, we are dragons... This man, young as he may be, has proven his honor to us. After doing so, even I as Lady Cula's familiar cannot bring myself to put him down any further be it with words or even my thoughts." She lowered her head, "I, Fira, once a powerful mistress of destruction, have my pride as a dragon warrior. To see someone remain this true to their own way is something I will never mock."

Naito then shocked both mother and daughter when he kneeled before them, and bowed his head to the ground, "Then I, as the man I wish to become, want to express my gratitude for this fight. Even if brief, I have fought someone who believes this much in the way of a warrior... I cannot live with myself without at least thanking you for showing me such devotion."

Rin looked at this with wide eyes and, to the other two's shock, giggled, "You're all acting too weird!"

Naito, Fira, and even Cula and Gorgon replied in unison with a loud "Huh?!"

Rin held her scaly right cheek with one claw and grinned at the boy, "I still don't know or really care about the way of a warrior... But after all this, I just want to fight some more."

Naito couldn't help but grin, "Yeah... We may be warriors, so the fact we don't want to mock each other doesn't mean we should stop fighting." He got up and unsheathed his swords.

Fira grinned and got into a more feral battle stance on all fours, "I couldn't agree more with you... Had the mistress not put her eyes on you, I'd actually think of having you marry my daughter."

Said dragoness blushed a deep red, smoke even came out of her ears, "M-Mom!"

Naito blushed an equal amount of red, inwardly wondering if he'd ever find an opponent in this castle that wouldn't put the possibility of sex into the mix of their fight... But after already accepting such things, he easily shook such thoughts and decided to go along whatever happened now. He then looked at Rin's slender physique and her lovely chest and compared her to her mother's full figure...

"That wouldn't be so bad." he admitted.

Rin blushed harder, "You two are so weird..." she then eyed Naito a bit better, and even if she was still blushing the dragoness let out a smirk, "But I'll make you wish I went easy on you!"

And so, the battle started again. But both mother and daughter had different thoughts.

Naito hadn't yet taken into account that his gi was opened and that his belt was in Rin's hands, exposing his fit chest for her and her mother to see... They couldn't help but lick their lips at their thoughts.

Naito swung his swords at Fira, only to have Rin flank him. He stopped mid-motion and spun both blades around. He parried their claw strikes... and that was when the fun begun. The slim purple dragoness' tongue shot from her mouth, showing a long viper-like forked tongue that was very flexible, and licked his face. Her mother's tail wrapped around his legs and using his distraction from the lick moved the tip of her large scaly limb to his loincloth, caressing it. Naito had been about to retaliate but saw their eyes, filled with lust.

Thus he didn't fight back when Fira grabbed his arms from behind and pressed him to her gut. His head was beneath her massive mammaries, using them as a hat, basically. He yelped when feeling his near baked buttocks come into contact with her slit, only seen now with the juices dripping from her snatch. The mother soon pulled his arms out of his gi and sat her thick asscheeks on the bridge, causing it to tremble again.

Rin licked her lips, eager, "Thanks for helping me on my first, mom." she flew to Naito and ran her claws on his chest, putting enough pressure to cause him to shiver but not enough to cut him. He already knew what would happen when her hands found his loincloth. He saw the white cloth be pushed to the side to reveal his still limp but hardening manhood. What did surprise him was the mother's tail slithering to his rooster. He yelped when seeing a purple tail making the green one company and tickling the slit on his mushroom with its tip, causing him to moan at the teasing of his urethra by dragon tail.

Fira grinned, "Good job, Rin, now, wrap him up."

Naito knew pleasure was coming so he let mother and daughter coiled their tails around his shaft. Their scales were rather soft and smooth, caressing his rod in a way similar to Nia's tongue. The way their tails coiled all the way until his rooster disappeared in a double spiral allowed him to feel their warmth get into his skin. And then they started to pump him, with the mother's tails guiding her daughter's to show her how to please a male. It didn't take long for his mushroom to poke out of the warm scaly cocoon, causing Rin to lick her lips.

They let go of his meat poker and Rin soon moved closer to Naito. Her snake body slithered around his and soon had him wrapped in her coils. She grinned, for her lower regions were now positioned before his. She playfully licked his lips, as if kissing him, turned to her mother, and with one clawed hand grabbed his rooster. Naito moaned when his mushroom was pressed against the dragon girl's slit, and had to bite her lip as did Rin when she started to push him inside.

Naito and Rin's cries were accompanied by Fira's soothing hushing while she let go of the now wrapped Naito and patted her daughter's body. Then, Naito felt the girl's entrance, and widened his eyes. She giggled at his dumbfounded expression, but spoke with panting showing her pain, "As a dragon, I have needs... Be glad... I think you're not only strong and a good man... but also real cute..." and then, she rammed him in. Naito moaned the moment his rooster pierced her barrier, and Rin couldn't hold her pain any longer. She cried to the skies, tears forming in her eyes while she breathed hard to get her breath back.

Naito watched the pain she was in, and acted. Rin and her mother's eyes widened when the boy placed his lips on the dragoness' scaly ones. Fira grinned when her daughter closed her eyes and returned the kiss. She could see the boy's mouth fighting against the longer reptilian tongue. His cheeks bulged from her log oral appendage rolling around his, trying to dominate him. Considering he had taken her first time, Naito let the girl push down his tongue and welcomed her tighter embrace on his body. He did find a way to move his hands around her snake body and caressed her back in soothing circles.

Rin smiled into the kiss and pulled back, "Not bad..." she pulled herself out, now used to his girth a bit more, and pushed herself back in despite the tears forming in her eyes. But as she pumped him in and out more, her tears of pain were replaced by tears of joy, and her cries turned more cheerful. Naito panted while the loli dragoness had her way with his willing body. He let her smack her hips on his, bruising his body slightly but causing both of them pleasure.

He also found out her nips, and attacked. Rin's eyes widened in unexpected pain and bliss when Naito's teeth pinched her purple nubs tenderly. He pulled her small dragon tit back, causing the bun haired dragon loli to mewl in a strange mix of bliss numbing the pain.

Fira watched this all with a grin, seeing the way her daughter got into her mating for the first time in her life, and feeling herself reliving that urge when she first met the girl's father. The way Naito held the loli dragoness and pleased her so willingly was something she had never seen, and wanted to try when her daughter was done.

Cula smirked, "A dragon's first heat... To choose Naito instead of their own limbs or someone of their kind... He really is something..."

Naito was now sucking on Rin's small tit, causing her to go crazy. Her hands were wrapped around his head, pushing him to her slender torso while her hips madly bucked against his groin. Those wet meaty slaps were also accompanied by the wet meaty slaps from Naito's bottom smacking on Fira's snatch, which had caused the mother dragon to feel her own heat rising.

And then, Rin's unexperienced body finally felt her first climax. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, her mouth was opened to let out a deafening roar that echoed all over the castle, and she finally let out a flood of juices all over Naito's rod, splashing even his ballsack and coating it and his groin in dragon femcum. Rin's body loosened its grip on his, she was limp and had a pleased but rather dumb expression on her face while her mouth panted for air.

But Naito had yet to release his own juices, "Ugh, she's so tired. I-"

Rin and Naito gasped when Fira gently removed her daughter from on top the boy, pushed him down, got herself on all fours on top of him with her hands and knees having her fat breasts floating near his face, and grinned at him, "Oh, young samurai, to have pleased my daughter so... thoroughly and willingly... I wonder, would you help an old woman with a heat she hasn't been able to satisfy in too long?"

Naito watched Rin's shocked face and would've said something, but he was still too hard, and he could feel droplets from the mother's womanhood fall into his meat poker. He gulped, but knew what he needed. He closed his eyes and reached up for her brown mane. Fira looked at his face, so serene, and let him pull her down. Her scaly lips met his and, like her daughter, she showed off her long and dominant tongue by taking advantage of Naito's willingness to let the dragonesses take charge. His cheeks bulged again, but this time saliva dripped from his lips due to the heavy and thorough licking Fira gave him.

She closed her eyes, Naito tasted better than Rin's father... And his flesh stick... Not even dragons of her species had tools that could make a dragoness of any shape or form feel the kind of pleasure Rin had in their first time. She had also been too lonely without a man, and she really needed this.

She pulled back, her tongue sliding back into her scaly lips and flicking saliva around. She grinned at the boy who rested on his gi and with his loincloth pushed aside to reveal his hardness. Naito moved his hands to the dragon mother's fat breasts, and marveled himself when his digits got instantly sucked into her flesh. His fingers simply got glued for a second and then started to blend with the softness of her massive mammaries. He swallowed and started to fondle them, moving them up and down and causing Fira to moan.

"Good boy..." she said and grabbed his manhood, directing it to her dragonhood, "You're a good man..."

"Not fair, mom!" Rin said, flying to her mother and the boy and stared at both with a pout, "I wanted you to share more!" and she leaned down to kiss Naito, who allowed her long tongue to try to show more dominance than her mother's. The boy felt this time how Rin put more of her spit into the kiss, getting their sloppy make-out sessing to cause a small puddle to form.

Fira grinned at her daughter's newfound love for this boy and directed him to her vent. Her mature snatch let out a stream of her femcum's smell. It had such a potent scent that Naito and even Rin's nostrils flared from it, and yet while knowing that it had a smell that would made anyone dizzy, they felt the heat get to them. And Fira finally slammed herself on Naito's tool.

The bridge shook thunderously from the smack of her bottom on its surface and Naito's hips. Her fat asscheeks rippled madly from the strike, and she let out a fiery breath at being filled in way she not only missed but never thought possible. Rin pulled back to let Naito moan at the immense heat engulfing his rooster while the mother's snatch clamped on him now that it was finally filled to the brim. The shota swordsman soon found one of Rin's nips in his mouth with the dragoness rubbing it in his lips to give the clear indication of what she wanted.

While his hands busied themselves with Fira's massive mammaries, and his hips got crushed with each of the mature dragon's smacks of her flesh against his, his mouth and tongue thoroughly claimed Rin's nips, flicking the tips to get them to stand up harder than his rod as Fira rode him furiously. The elder dragoness grabbed her mane with one hand, her eyes half-lidded from pleasure and her smile widening at the bliss her daughter experienced thanks to the samurai boy.

Neither mother nor daughter stopped riding Naito for a good while, having him release his seed inside of them over and over again until their inner fires were extinguished. Not once did they note how heavy the bridge was damaged the more and more they got into their mating.

Naito leaned forward, pushing Fira on her back with an ease that shocked her. He wanted to get at his own pace, and he showed the mother dragon by grabbing her wrists and pinning them down to the ground. She groaned in bliss when he started to thrust into her slit at his own pace, his hips smacking into her scaly folds. Rin pouted, her hands' claws reaching to her snatch and caressed her man-gravy covered folds from her aching slit. Fira moaned and let out her own tongue, flicking Naito's face playfully before tickling his lips, which he parted to touch the tip of her oral muscle with his own. Rin flew to her mother and let out a huff before licking the samurai's tongue with hers.

The mother saw the girl's need for stimulation, and grinned, happy to please her child. Rin yelped when her mother grabbed her small buttocks and pulled her slit into her reptilian maw. The purple dragonette howled in unexpected pleasure when her mother's slick oral appendage licked her folds. The poor girl shivered when her mother's tongue started to probe at her entrance, licking and savoring Naito's seed along her daughter's own juices. Naito watched all of this, and felt his maleness throb and pulse harder inside of Fira.

Said dragoness grinned, "How did you expect a mother to train her daughter for a fitting man, Naito?" she said with no problem while lapping at Rin's purple slit. Fira then wrapped her thick thighs around his waist, pushing him deeper into her folds. Her long tail soon slithered around his torso to help him in his increasingly faster and harder pace.

Both kids looked at each other while they pleased the dragoness and she pleased them, and kissed in the rollercoaster of lust they were going through. Rin's eyes rolled to the back of her reptilian head when her maw's soft scales collided with Naito's lips and he let her tongue slip into his mouth. He moved his with more authority and licked her lizard tongue with some of the tricks he learned when pleasing Fae. Speaking of the little fairy, she was hugging Naito's abdomen from the side, rubbing her tiny slit against his hip and pressing her small pearl on his skin, splashing it with her healing femcum and thus giving him the energy to keep on mating the mother and daughter.

With a grunt into each other's mouths, the kids knew what would hit them next and let it out. Fira grinned when getting her face caked with her daughter's juices and felt her inner fire grow hotter when Naito's boiling seed painted her fleshy and slick walls white.

Fira let Naito go and pulled Nia, hugging her into her belly, with her massive mammaries resting on her child's bun-haired head. Rin was panting, with her tongue out, but she had on a large and pleased smile and her eyes aimed at Naito's still throbbbing tool. He didn't waste any time, he approached her, saw her eagerly spread her legs, grabbed her slender hips, and looked into her eyes once again. They kissed yet again, and Naito pushed once again into her marked dragonhood.

They groaned into their heated liplock, and Naito returned to have control when putting on his own pace. The dragonette wrapped her legs around his waist like she saw her mother do, and could tell her mother still ached for more with the dragon femcum dripping into her purple backside. An idea came to Rin, and she would have revenge for having been melted before Naito.

Fira gasped when her daughter's snake tail slid into her womanhood, first probing it with the tip, and then quickly spearing her flesh, poking her womb. Fira let out a surprised fire breath, but didn't let the attention be unwelcomed. She slid her tongue in between her massive breasts, and licked her daughter's face, before giving Naito another playful lick. The kids, who had been sucking face all the time, pulled back with their tongues extended and let the mother take part in their little wet kissing fight. As they did so, Fira wrapped her legs around her daughter and their new shared lover, and hugged the kids closer to her body.

This got Naito more into the mating, and Cula herself could hear the wet meaty slaps of his hips against dragon snatch, "I really, really can't wait..." she moaned, her dress opened into her large wings, and one hand was playing with her mosquito-bite sized right tit, twisting the hardening nip, while her other held Gorgon's head to her bare folds, letting her arachne lick her...

But when she saw Naito and Rin moan, with him giving a final hard thrust that filled the dragonette's slit to the brim with his seed until it splashed into the cracked bridge, Cula knew she needed more.

This the spider girl knew when pulling back with her tongue extended and a thick line of her saliva and her mistress' juices connecting the tip of her oral appendage to the vampiress' pearl, "Are you sure you want to face him now?"

Cula grinned, "Why wouldn't I? After all, I will show him much more of my castle."

In a burst of dark clouds, Cula was gone, replaced by a swarm of black bats. The small flying rodents flew to Naito who was putting his loincloth back on and closing his gi once he retrieved his belt.

"Be sure to have fun, Naito." Fira said with a smirk.

Rin panted happily, still tired, "Yeah, make sure you see us soon."

He nodded... and finally noticed the swarming bats coming his way. He readied his swords... and then the castle's mistress appeared before him in all her glory, "Cula? I believed I'd face you at your throne room." he was shocked and more than a little flustered when seeing she had her wings still spread, showing her bare body that got poor Fae to shiver blissfully beneath his gi.

The vampiress flicked back her long black hair with one hand, smirking at him, "I am still amused by you, Naito." she walked to him, and he found that he couldn't draw his swords, "You're not going to take the initiative, I see." She giggled when seeing him redden a bit more.

"I wish to face you in battle, but..." he groaned, "Why am I doubting myself now?"

Cula narrowed her eyes. This was not what she wanted. She approached the boy and held his chin up with one hand, looking into his vibrating blue eyes with her intoxicating irises, "Naito, if you wish to be a man, then honor me by giving me the greatest battle I could ever take part on in my undeath." She smirked at him, and closed her wings around him, "After all your talking of being a man, I wish no-one but you to fight me seriously... Power can be boring without a proper challenge."

He nodded and found his hands moving to her shoulders, which got her surprised too, "But... The more I hear of you, the more I learn, the more I end up caring for you." He chuckled, looking down and sadly missing Cula's red on her blue face, "If this is some spell of yours, I do not mind."

Cula gasped, "You'd believe I would charm you like-"

And then, he silenced her with a kiss. Fira, Rin, and Gorgon gasped in shock, their eyes wide in shock. Naito, the boy who would be always respectful of others, had boldly kissed their mistress of darkness out of the blue.

He pulled back, and smiled, "I know you and I have done things that shouldn't be said, but... I actually want more, ever since I first saw you."

Cula smiled softly and held his cheek, "And I will give it to you... However..." She pulled him closer, their faces inches apart, "All men who come here will have to face me in battle, that's an oath I took for my servants. If you wish more, you will have to prove yourself to them, and me."

Naito nodded, "Then, where should I got next?"

Cula sighed, "You... will probably not like me for this..."

And then, with a powerful shake of her wings she flew up, with him in her arms. Naito yelped and held on to Cula, which wasn't bad at all in his mind, and watched her dive towards the lake below the bridge.

-CASTLEBABES-

Naito widened his eyes, and could hear Fae screaming while holding on to his gi, as Cula flew down at incredible speeds. They soon arrived to the lake, and the vampiress' wings flapped just once to stop the fall and keep her and Naito up, with poor Fae trembling inside his gi. He held on to her tighter, making a tint of red go to the vampiress' cheeks with the company of a smile.

She smirked at him, "I brought you here for a reason, Naito, and I won't waste time to explain needless details." She said and flew to a small shore, "I have many servants, all of them devoted to me, and every single one of them is female." She set herself and the blond samurai down, "I thirsted only for the pleasures of the flesh of those with my gender, but you are becoming a guilty pleasure..." She traced her black nail up his neck and to his reddening cheek, and his warmth felt intoxicating, "I have power, and it comes with a price, to have the respect of my servants. If you wish to face me as an equal like you wish, I won't stop you after seeing your potential."

Naito nodded, giving her a determined stare and holding her closer, for he was done hesitating, "Then I will hold nothing back, regardless of the outcome... Even if I were to lose, I'd like to be with you, so anything you may throw at me, I will stand tall and for the love of our goddesses do my best to hold you like this as a man worthy of facing you."

Cula smiled dreamily, her eyes and his locked while their faces got a pink hue, "Then face my servants. As you've seen, some of them are too stubborn to accept you. Face and defeat them all, and then you will gain the right to face me. After that, we shall let our skills do the talking." She let out her hot breath, hitting his neck. He didn't fight back, and felt her teeth caress his skin but not the sting of her fangs for she didn't want to draw his blood, "If you fall, I will mark you as my servant, for this castle can only accept one master, but should I fall..." she turned to him and smiled, "Well..."

He stared at her red eyes, feeling his heart racing, "But..." he started, "I wish not to become master of this place when you're its mistress."

She giggled, "Such respect for me. I am flattered." She turned around, her wings spreading proudly, "Underneath this lake is a cave, and many servants waiting for you. Climb up to my throne room, and we shall see your worth... However..." she stopped, and Naito was surprised to see her turn around, an uncharacteristic pout on her face while she twirled her right toe on the rocky shore of the lake, "I... would... rather enjoy... another kiss... If you don't mind."

He chuckled, "I believed you to be the one to make the first move."

She giggled, "I am, but the kiss you granted me was a most... pleasant surprise." She inched closer to him, and he did the same. She cupped his face and he held her shoulders, soon his lips met her pitch black ones, and they felt a strange warmth course through their bodies. They pulled back, with a popping sound coming out of their mouths, and smiled bashfully with red glowing cheeks, "I shall take my leave now."

He nodded and watched her flap her wings once, taking flight... and Fae with herself in one hand, "Pipipi!" the fairy cried.

Naito gasped, looking into his gi dumbfounded while Cula giggled, "Come now, Fae, this time he should prove more of his own strength without your healing... Besides..." she pulled up the flustered and trembling fairy, before licking the little creature's small slit.

"F-Fae!" he cried, trying uselessly to reach her.

Cula grinned, "I'm just evening the odds, and Fae should be punished for helping you, but I feel... generous..."

Naito felt his funidoshi tighten from the sight of Cula licking the fairy's tiny body again as poor Fae shivered at the feeling of her mistress' lustful tongue running up her slit, between her breasts, and then up her face before poking the fairy's lips. Fae opened her tiny mouth and took her mistress' tongue, and Cula grinned at Naito's red face.

She flapped her wings again and flew up into the sky, leaving behind her Fae's cries of ecstasy.

The poor samurai sighed, holding his head with one hand, "Cula, at times I don't know whether to fear her or fall for her even more." He looked at the lake, with a soft grassy shore separating him from the waters.

The more the shota moved, the more he could feel the moisture getting to his feet through his greaves, and he didn't even need to listen to the squishy sounds of his feet while still being yards away from the water to know he was in trouble. The grass rustled behind him, and thus when he drew his swords, he found himself dumbfounded by finding no soul there.

"Tee-hee!"

Naito turned down, and watched a slimy blue limb crawl out of the grass. The young swordsman staggered backwards and watched a mass of blue liquid take the form of an arm. It was a pillar of blue gooey slime, with a hand forming at the end. He readied himself for another battle, but had to roll when another gelatinous limb started to grow by his side.

He rolled and finally found out that his feet were covered in the same blue slime that had punched him moments ago. With gritted teeth he swung his blunt blades at the goo, with enough force to make it splash off his greaves. The drops of blue jelly fell on the rocky surface and returned to the grass, creating a larger and larger mass of blue slime that kept on growing and growing and... was that a red mass of jelly too? And a yellow pile of goo nearby?

The three masses then took form, the blue one extended two large limbs at its sides like arms that ended not in hands but acted as simple tentacles. It also grew a chest, with breasts twice his head's size, and a head of her own. It was humanoid, in that it had a mouth set into a grin, a neck, and that was it. It had no eyes, no nose, no ears, but it had a cheerful smile like that of a little girl on her first date. Soon the red and yellow slimes mimicked their sister. They all had no legs, their lowers bodies were just a mass of the jelly they were made of.

The blue one raised her right arm, creating a hand at the end of her limb to poke her cheek, "Let's have fun, hero boy... I am Gloo..." she said in a voice similar to a child's, with an equally innocent grin.

The red one wrapped her limbs around her body, creating coils that actually tightened on her gooey skin, "I'm Gwen, and want you to mewl..." she said, but her tone wasn't malicious, just innocently playful.

The yellow one put what she had for hands on her cheeks, "I am Choo... and I want to hug cute things like you!" she chanted, enjoying herself as childishly as her sisters.

Gloo grinned, "Hey, let's play tag with Mistress Cula's new friend!"

Gwen giggled, "He's cute, so we could toss him like a ball and hug him, Choo!"

Choo clapped her hands, "Yay! I want to squeeze him in my jelly!"

Gloo laughed childishly, "He tastes good but doesn't melt in our bodies, so let's play with him."

Gwen nodded, "And Mistress Cula doesn't want to it him, so we can play lots and lots with him!"

Choo sighed dreamily, holding her cheeks, "Let me hug him already!"

Naito was confused, these slime monsters weren't evil, they just seemed to think this was actually a game. These weren't like all the other monsters Cula had under her care, they were... pretty much kids. But something wasn't right.

"Why would I melt?" he asked, weary of them.

They grinned, "Because we melt bad men and eat them." They replied as one, making Naito thank his demonic blood.

Choo sighed, "We hug men, and they melt as food, but monsters and Mistress Cula don't."

Gloo smiled, "Are you a monster? Because you taste human, but even better."

Gwen chuckled, "He's like a candy, a candy that never ends..."

Naito sighed, he could see that Cula had put him into really harsh trials. But for now he would thank his mother's blood. Naito then watched something that left him speechless. The sisters held on to each other, their faces showing large smiles as they pressed their nubile liquid masses together to merge. The shota samurai widened his eyes at watching all three colors blend in a new body, a much larger form. The slime sisters giggled and he watched the new figure grow and take on more features. Soon before him stood a slime woman twice the size of the girls he had met, easily standing at seven foot tall with just her torso, for she still possessed a mass of jelly instead of legs. Her body was completely purple, and took on more womanly features. Naito gulped when seeing a dark blue womanhood, a puffy set of blue nips, and she now possessed thick asscheeks that were capable of crushing him down with just one. The biggest change was the set of eyes, pure amber orbs that stared at him amused while that smile the sisters shared remained the same, now accompanied by a long red tongue that hung in between her breasts, and those were the biggest mammaries he had seen all night, each easily the size of a large pumpkin, and that was no exaggeration.

The slime monster grabbed her impressive chest fruits and her hanging tongue flicked one of her blue nips, causing Naito's maleness to harden in his loincloth. The three sisters' voices rang out of the creature's mouth as one, "Let's get to the fun, Sword Boy."

The slime woman raised an arm, and it possessed well-formed fingers, with each digit being capable of grabbing him. She shot it forward and the samurai watched it stretch at him. He planted his feet firmly on the ground and drew out his swords. His blades easily cut through the monster's slime, but did little to harm her... or help him.

He found himself on the receiving end of a punch on the face from Gwen, the red slime girl had materialized herself on the cut that he made, jumped out of it with her lower body still connected to that of this giant slime woman, and she smirked when her hand connected with his cheek. The shota found himself rolling backwards on the grass, and heard Gwen giggle more as she returned to the body she and her sisters fused themselves into.

Naito had held on to his swords, and was about to raise them, only to find his arms locked around his chest. He looked down and found a red jelly rope tied around his torso. Gwen had used part of her own body to keep him locked in place, and the red slime was eating his gi, dissolving the piece of cloth to leave his thin and fit torso for the slime monsters to see while his manhood remained tightly locked in his loincloth.

He groaned, "Why do I even worry?" Considering the monster girls all took off his clothes and would most likely keep doing so he may as well walk around butt-naked. But he had been taught proper manners and kept his clothes on after each encounter with the girls. Would it matter if he kept anything but his greaves?

Speaking of which... from the ground a yellow fist appeared to send him backwards but a blue slime kept his greaves glued to the ground. He gritted his teeth as the slime giant woman giggled, "Sword Boy, can't you play anymore? It's not fun if you don't play."

Naito closed his eyes and replied calmly, "I see no fun in this." He said, staring at the slime giant's amber eyes, "You take this like some game yet you are seeking to cause me harm. I cannot see any fun in that."

The slime monster paused for a bit, confused, "What do you mean?"

He spoke up, "You're alive. You may not feel the pain of my blade, but you can feel other things. To harm others for fun, it means you're trying to amuse yourself by taking away others' joy. I can't see this as a game. This is a fight, and I'm afraid to say..." his eyes shone red, "I'm too stubborn to give up."

And with a snap, he broke free of the red slime keeping his arms locked, with the remains slithering back to the main body. Now with his arms free, the blond half-devil raised his swords and jumped up, his feet sliding off his greaves as he flew at the slime woman. The three sisters gasped in their fused form when a wild slash from Naito not only cut into their flesh, but sent their gigantic jelly body to fly off and land on its back.

The slime giantess raised herself, groggily shaking her head, "That was too fast, why is he so mad?" the sisters asked themselves.

Naito readied his swords again, watching the slime that had kept his greaves nailed to the ground return to the main body, "As I've said, I don't find people taking pleasure out of others' pains something I can stand. Sorry, Gloo, Gwen, and Choo, but you really asked for it!"

Now back in her throne room, Cula watched this through her crystal ball with a hand on her cheek, interested as two sets of steps approached her from behind. She smiled at feeling Wilka's warm furry arms wrap around one of her arms and Nia's cozy head rest into her lap as the nekomata purred.

"I missed you two." She admitted, "You did a good job, Wilka, Nia. I will repay all of this effort for facing Naito."

Wilka chuckled, "Having Sword Boy giving me a taste of his sword was all the reward I needed, that and serving you, Mistress."

Nia giggled, "I just wanted to train him properly for you, Mistress. I was just surprised her taught me some new things."

Gorgon bit her index finger's nail, "I want to have a go with Naito soon, Mistress Cula. If only to fight after so long. But the Slime Sisters-"

"They always needed to learn that they are not invincible, Gorgon." The vampiress stated with a sigh, "When I first met them, they knew not what it meant to fight and still see it as a game. But here they are facing someone who takes battle in a way I've never seen in any of my encounters. This time, they are going to learn that a battle is more than defeating someone."

And just as she stated it, Naito was sending the purple slime girl flying all over the place with powerful strikes that, due to their brute force, shook up the entire gelatinous body the sisters fused themselves into and sent it flying as a whole rather than in pieces.

The sisters groaned as they tried to get up again, "His strikes have the same effect as all others before, but..." they shivered as Naito took a pose once again, "Why's he so... scary...?"

Naito spoke up, "I'm not trying to scare you. I am teaching you what defeat means."

Cula grinned, "Three sisters that don't understand defeat... This will be an interesting experience for them after what Naito went through with Ruby... Speaking of her..." She grinned at the sight of a crocodile's shadow in the water, observing the battle taking place.

The slime sisters stared at Naito, a single boy who could effortlessly send them flying back when going serious. It was then that they felt it for the first time, defeat. Even if they could keep on fighting Naito, they knew they couldn't defeat him. He wasn't going to give up, he wasn't taking this battle like the game they saw all their encounters as. He had experienced defeat at Ruby's hands, and knew one thing ever since he first saw this girls:

"You three have had it easy, never bothering about who or what you fought because you couldn't be hurt by normal methods." The samurai said, walking casually towards them, "However, the fear of defeat... Is something your Mistress allowed me to face, and for that I am grateful to her."

To their and Cula's shock, Naito walked to his swords' sheaths, with their belt still intact, and tied them to his side. Cula herself found herself flushing, "Naito... am I really worthy of such praise?"

As if hearing his words, the preteen swordsman continued, "Cula is powerful and has many followers that could have beaten me had it not been for my blood. I lost to one of them before meeting you three. I was humiliated by her, and yet... I knew that I had gotten careless due to my attitude." He raised his right hand, clenching it into a fist, "I do not wish to harm people, and due to that I will hold back, even now. But right now, every time I see that I am not taking things seriously enough, is when I will use the power I was born with to be what I desire to be." He looked up at the tower Cula was in and smiled, "I owe it to her, so I really don't want to lose, no matter if I may have to go all out."

Wilka grinned widely, "Mistress, you know you like him, stop playing with him."

Nia chimed in with a smile, "The other girls need proof of him being the real man he wants to be, or so our Mistress says."

Gorgon smirked, "He won't have much trouble if he gets our Mistress this flustered."

Cula turned away from her now grinning, "It's not like I want to prepare myself or tire him out, he..." she heard a small laugh.

"Pipipi..." Fae, in her nude glory, giggled with both hands on her mouth. The tiny fairy smiled knowingly, making the vampiress blush more.

"I will face him in battle, Fae, and that I swear." the embarrassed vampiress replied.

"And after the battle?" her three servants asked in unison, making her blush harder.

Meanwhile, the slime sisters stared at Naito who managed a happy and even laidback grin, "You do find it fun, don't you?" they asked, "You have to, for you are smiling."

He shook his head, "I don't find it fun... I find this chance to fight and become a true man thanks to Cula something I can be proud of. Even with my bizarre encounters, I feel that every step closer I take towards her is something I can smile to."

The slime sisters kept on staring at the samurai, unaware that their mistress was busy blushing and sputtering madly while her closest servants giggled, "What does being proud feels like?"

He walked to them with a calmer smile on his face, "It feels like you accomplished something you thought would be real hard, and it feels good. It's when you put a lot of effort into something that you feel... good. That's all I can tell you, Gloo, Gwen, Choo."

The slime giantess shivered a bit at the warmth of his words. Right now the scary boy they had seen was replaced by this proud boy... no, this proud man... And they could feel their jelly insides fluttering at his passion for the fight, something they always took as a game was something he looked at with such enthusiasm it made them feel jealous and... warm, deep down.

The slime woman slithered closer to him, and inched her arms to his body, to which he showed no opposition to, even if he blushed as they pulled him closer. He instinctively undid his funidoshi and belt, and set down his swords quickly so they didn't get covered in more of the acidic slime. However, this left him naked and pressed firmly against the tummy of the slime giantess.

From the left side of the belly Gloo appeared, taking form, the blue slime smiling, "You taste real good."

Gwen giggled and the red slime girl showed herself just above his head, "We may not feel... proud, but..."

Choo inched closer to him from the other side opposite to her blue sister, the yellow girl smirking, "We want to feel good with you."

Naito left himself sink into the soft jelly surface of the slime's stomach while the three sisters tended to him. Gloo grabbed his rather girly bum with a grin on her face as she coped a feel, Gwen traced her fingers in his broom-like hair to enjoy the ticklish sensation and warmth it had, and Choo pulled him closer into a hug against their large body. Thanks to Nia he let the women take control and he learned to enjoy that, until his urges kicked in.

The three girls returned to their main body which grinned at him. Her long tongue rolled out and licked his slim chest. The shota moaned at the sticky but warm sensation of the monster's drool like slime lapping at his body. The tip of the tongue took extra time in tasting his face with gusto, and literally licking him clean. His sweat tasted glorious for the slime sisters, though all of his body was like a delicious candy. Speaking of candy, the slime giantess noticed a large fleshy lollipop on the kid's groin. With the tongue still on his face, the monster dragged her slimy oral appendage down, lapping Naito's sweat before getting to his manhood.

By now his maleness was rather smelly from all his love-making, not to mention it knew when to get up at attention and had learned how to take on a challenge. The slime girl licked her purple lips and lapped at the rock hard manhood. Naito moaned at the sensation, for if the slime felt good on his skin, it certainly was delightful on his rooster. The giantess took a long, sensual lick of his prick, starting from his balls, dragging her tongue all the way to his urethra which started to drip juices from his excitement. The slime girl absorbed the juices with gusto, before doing something that amazed Naito.

The shota watched in silent amazement the large woman open her wide maw and take his hard root effortlessly while still showing his prick due to the body being made of semi-transparent slime. What amazed him was to see a red and a blue pair of disembodied tongues joining the red one inside. He groaned when she closed her mouth all over his rooster, because being made of slime it meant that his shaft was crushed in soft jelly. He gasped at the tightness, the wetness, and the warmth of the mouth that covered every square inch of his manhood, smothering it in its gelatinous embrace. And then the three tongues moved inside the mouth, having a life on their own as they swam inside the slime's body. He groaned when the yellow one poked below his rooster and over the purple lips to lap at his ballsack, wrapping itself around his glorious orbs and enjoying his taste with loving licks. The blue one poked his urethra with its tip, probing the slit in his mushroom to draw out more of his delicious juices. And the red one became a snake, wrapping itself all over his root, creating coils that licked, massaged, and crushed his manhood to milk him.

It didn't take long for Naito to grit his teeth and release his man juice in the monster's maw. He watched his white seed coat the monster's innards while her eyes curled into a happy expression with her lips forming a smile. She pulled him out with a popping sound and grabbed his still hard manhood with one hand, grabbing the dripping milk with her hand. He was amazed once again when seeing her jelly skin take in his cream, and taking a white texture. The monster girl smirked, and he inwardly gulped. She raised her hand, pressed her palm on his mushroom, and then swallowed his entire rooster into her arm all the way to his groin.

Naito sat himself up with his arms supporting his weight, and moaned at the tightness of the slime creature's limb taking in his rooster like a womanhood. Her fingers moved down and played with his balls, massaging them with her jelly digits, cupping them, and playing with his skin while taking as much of his scent and essence as possible. Naito groaned once again, and saw the sisters pop out of their fused form's belly. All three moved the tentacle they had for a right arm to his rooster, and Naito found three sets of coils around his prick. The large hand moved backwards and the three sisters took their time in massaging his hard meat rod.

At that moment Gwen reached at him and with her other tentacle held his head to pull him in for a kiss. It was brief, and she slid a good amount of her slime into his mouth to taste everything in it. The moment she pulled back, she was replaced with Gloo who took her time in licking Naito's cheeks, lips, and then sliding a small tentacle out of her lips, poke his mouth, and slither the slimy limb to taste his mouth. Choo came next when her blue sister had her fill and pressed Naito's face to her chest. The young samurai eagerly opened his mouth and sucked in the fat tit, enjoying the taste of the acidic slime as he took the slime orb into his mouth like a baby with its mother's nip. All sisters tasted like fruits, Gloo was like blueberries, Gwen tasted like cherries, and Choo had a lime taste to herself.

He pulled back, and the sisters returned to their main body who grinned at him. The large creature grabbed moved her purple hands to her blue slit, pulled apart her lips to show her eagerness to accept him once again inside her body, with a transparent honey dripping down the entrance and coating his hard rooster with a sweet smelling fragrance. Naito reacted as quickly, he grabbed the slime giantess' fat cheeks from the sides, letting his fingers sink in until they put enough pressure to almost be absorbed but still remain on the surface of the slime. He looked up at the giant slime woman and took in her sweet smile, her vibrant amber eyes, and her body shivering in anticipation.

This time when Naito entered the slit, the pressure engulfing his rooster was unlike that from before. This time when his thick meat spear pierced the entrance, he felt countless bumps on the way. He looked at it and was amazed to see a hollow space for his rod, filled entirely with tongues that crushed his rooster, licked it, lapped up his juices, and pleased him in ways that were unimaginable. He moaned and the sisters smiled to themselves, feeling proud of pleasing Naito. But this time, the still horned boy gave a powerful thrust, using his demonic strengt that made the slime girl bounce up in the air before slamming down on the ground with enough force to shake it with her massive booty. She grunted at the feeling of such force coursing through her core and womanhood and shooting itself to every fiber of her slimy being.

Naito pulled himself closer with his face on the creature's belly and bucked once again, causing the fused sisters to gasp in unexpected bliss, "S-Sword Boy... do not... ah! Do not stop!"

He spoke through gritted teeth, "As you wish." He said, gently pulling down the slime girl on her back, with his hands using her belly for support while he got more in control of his thrusting. His powerful slamming caused the slime's body to jiggle in bliss, her breasts to bounce back and forth, and her three tongues to hang out from the bliss as the little boy pleased her masterfully with the experience he picked up. He grinned and panted the more and more he slapped her groin with his, creating splashing sounds every time he slammed all the way into her core, feeling her tiny tongues massaging his rod all the way and through every inch, and enjoying his balls slapping the liquid backside of the creature.

Cula for her part smiled at seeing this, or smiled as best she could while holding Fae in one hand and pushing the fairy's tiny snatch to her mouth, all while having her servants back to their duties with Nia licking her mistress' clit dutifully, Wilka lapping the vampiress' tiny nips, and Gorgon sliding her tongue into the girl's slit.

-CASTLEBABES-

Naito moaned as he pulled out of the slime sisters, his tool pulling out a thick line of their slime while their collective womb was bleached white with his spunk. He sat down and watched the slime woman pant, more than pleased with his Devil Slayer. Even he was amazed at what he could do, but that had only happened because a certain poisonous dart had given him this edge. Speaking of which, he was glad his swords were nearby.

In one swift motion, Naito grabbed and drew out his katana, the blunt edge deflecting a dart shot from a blowpipe in the water. He bared his teeth at the crocodile woman in the lake and took his one-sword stance. Ruby for her part grinned, knowing she had the advantage so long as she remained in the water.

She even rose her head above the liquid surface to taunt him, "Ssssso, you've gotten sssstronger, boy." She hissed with her long reptilian tongue flicking the air once.

Naito kept his feet planted on the ground, "And I see you're still too afraid to face me head-on."

Ruby grinned wider than ever before, "Oh dear boy, when you have ssssso much power, it issss difficult to face you without lossssing." She licked her lips, "You're over-powered, so I will fight with all my trickssss."

Naito chuckled, "Is that what you said to Cula when you first met her?" he asked, silencing the now intrigued reptile woman, "Her power, that atmosphere she has of pure might, it is intoxicating but it also says she cannot be defeated easily."

Ruby grinned, "And you'd be correct... I tried to defeat her, but her power made thingsss unfair." She grinned, "I ended up with what I wanted, having fun with her body and mine sssslapping againsssst each other in sssssssweet love-making."

Naito nodded, "And even so, you and many others respect her." He drew out his sword and held it out in one hand, looking proud which clashed with his currently naked state, "It is with that power she achieved this castle, countless loyal servants, and my admiration. It is not the fact that she has great power what makes her undefeatable, but what she chose to do with it. Just like how you used your tricks on me, and just how I will use the power I was blessed with to reach your mistress as the man I wish to become."

Ruby stared at this boy and chuckled, "Sssssuch a foolish train of thought... and yet very... intriguing..." she licked her lips and flipped in the water, bringing forth her tail towards Naito.

The boy avoided the large scaly tail and rolled to his side, away from the strike. The tail lashed at the shore, creating a small crater. Ruby grinned as the boy had moved forward into the water. She could almost taste victory once again, and the ways she'd take him like she had before... only to find something odd. Naito had his sword above his head, ready to swing it down.

When the boy unleashed his strike, with the blunt katana smashing the water, Ruby cried in shock and awe when the water spread itself before Naito, creating a large cut in the lake twice the size of a dining table that remained there for Ruby to fall into the rocky ground below the water. She groaned upon her fall, before the water fell upon her, with the current shooting her up and down, shaking her back and forth.

Cula's poison using servant gasped for breath from her shock and the force, not to mention her awe at the might Naito had. She knew then and there that had he chosen not to hold back in their match, she would have been throughly defeated. With such a thought, she bared her sharp teeth and swam out to find the boy... standing inches from her.

Ruby gasped once again, this time in fear, and tried to swim back, only that this time the shota samurai singlehandledly caught her by the tail and effortlessly pulled her out of the water. Ruby groaned when her back slammed on the shore, and yelped upon hearing Naito's wet feet move closer to her. She tried to crawl on her back away from the kid... but he kept his iron grip on her tail.

"W-Wait! I give up, boy!" she cried.

Naito pulled her closer, staring at her with narrowed eyes, "Why should I when you gave me no mercy?"

In her moment of weakness, and not knowing what else to do, she opened her massive maw wide. Naito was surprised to see Ruby get on her knees and wrap her tongue around his shaft submissively, "Sssspare me... and thissss will be yoursss..." she grabbed one of her fat mammaries.

He groaned and moved forward, she allowed Naito to grab her head and shove half of his rod into her mouth. His sheer size was more than enough to fill up her large mouth and even hit the back of her throat to force her to relax her gag reflex, but Ruby was perfectly able to take in every single inch of the rod her victorious enemy pushed in. She wasn't shy about sex, in fact Cula said she was great using sex for her tactics, so she planned on giving the kid something for winning this round. Her large tongue wrapped around his urethra, making Naito give a groan of bliss at the feeling of raw pleasure to come over him as she teased his slit with the very tip of her tongue.

Ruby then cried to herself in her mind when she felt Naito start slamming his shaft down her throat until the powerful bucking caused her asscheeks to jiggle from the slamming. It was not long before he let loose a long and eager groan before he flooded her mouth with his seed. He tensed, his rod pulsed inside her mouth against the coils of her tongue around it, and soon he shot heavy loads of his man milk down her throat. Ruby tried her best to swallow most of it, but had to let some fall out as she panted weakly due to the sheer amount of his seed.

Naito hands reached for her head once again, pulling her down until all of his cream went right to her stomach. Ruby couldn't believe how rough the boy was, and she'd never admit that it caused her womanhood to grow wetter by the second after losing to him so easily.

She then felt him push her down, moving her body with his strong if small hands so she got onto all fours and backed her thick scaly backside against his rod. He wasted no time in roughly ramming his rod inside, moaning as he watched the black scales of her backside ripple from the force. With such rough thrust and his experiences making him more eager to take control, he began pounding Ruby's fat reptile backside.

Once again, her tail coiled around his body to pull him closer. Naito was in control this time, so he allowed it. In fact, he welcomed her warmth as he leaned down onto her fat asscheeks, but with his arms now free he moved his hands down, rubbing her large gut and sliding his digits up to her fat breasts. Ruby groaned in bliss as his fingers dug into her fat mammaries.

Ruby groaned, "Ssssword Boy... You've gotten better..."

He chuckled and pulled her up so she sat on his lap while he thrust up into her womb with his mushroom smashing her core into warm mush, "I've gotten used to this, so I may as well enjoy it."

She chuckled and panted as he kept pounding into her, "Oh, then let me teach you my movesss..."

He looked forward to that.

-CASTLEBABES-

Naito had finally pulled himself out of Ruby's delicious behind and moved forward into the waters, trying to find a way to where Cula wanted him to go. He left the now unconscious and pleased crocodile woman resting on the grass with a pleased smile and his seed still pouring from her slit and puckered ring of muscle.

The shota samurai surely didn't expect to find an enormous ship bursting from the water when he took the first step, sinking his feet into the lake. He looked up to see a massive wooden structure with a wooden mermaid at the front, large cannons on the side, and black sails. The ship's insides creaked not of wet wood but of mechanical parts moving. Footsteps alerted him of movement from living beings in the bizarre ship. And he could see it atop the crow's next, the black flag with the crossbones, a pirate's Jolly Roger.

To that, he could only stare blankly, "Pirates... I've faced a ninja nekomata and her Gremlin minions, and now pirates." He drew out his swords, getting into a stance, "Cula, if this is another surprise of yours, bring it on!"

And his response was a loud, gruff, yet womanly roar of laughter, "Arharharhar!"

He raised a brow, felt the wind blow his loincloth and push the ship forward, and saw someone standing on top of the wooden mermaid who displayed her nude chest for him to see the carpenter behind it must have had a good model.

But what drew his attention was the being that stood before him. "That lass and her words ain't gonna do you good, lad!" She laughed when revealing herself in the moonlight.

It was a bipedal fox woman. Her head was that of a fox's with pitch black eyes like coal adorned with red irises. Her fur was a mossy shade of green with a white underbelly and chest. Her body was slim, with arms so long that her hands reached already to her knees but she was still able to move them with dexterity, . Her legs were strong, near endlessly long, with thick thighs, and shapely form; and they also ended in white fox paws complete with paws. A tail brushed behind her, ending with a white tip. The green fox woman also had a mile-wide smirk, and below a fluffy mane of white fur she had a pair of melons that were two times the size of a real melon.

She was clad in baggy black pants, the waist loosely hanging around her wide hips and showing her navel. She also didn't have boots to show her paws on which she stood. Her breasts were hidden with a simple black cloth wrapped around her mammaries, but showing the shape of her puffy nips. She finished the look of a pirate with a black bandana covering the top that had the same symbol as the flag on it, a cutlass on her hip, and two pistols on each side of her belt.

Naito aimed his katana at the green fox pirate, "I'd suggest to take back your words, scourge of the seas!"

The pirate grinned, "You got guts, lad! I like ya, so does the Mistress." With a stomp of her foot, the ship moved forward, following the wind. It reached and hit the shore without trouble, and the green vixen jumped down to stare at Naito, who stood an inch below her waistband much to his chagrin.

"If you want a fight, then be warned I-"

"Won't hold back because I insulted your crush, yadda, yadda, yadda..." Naito couldn't help but blush and stare in disbelief at this woman's forward attitude, "Listen, lad, I am a pirate. I take what I want and yam what I yam. Ya want me to beg forgiveness to the Mistress? I do that for the lass on a daily basis whenever I cut loose with good old Virgin Purity's cannons." she patted her ship, which Naito could see by the large golden letters was named Virgin Purity.

"You-"

And she cut him off again, "Oi, no talking to the captain!" she shouted, her long arms bending to put her hands on her child-bearing hips and push up her impressive bust, "The name's Lazorra. Remember it well, lad. I ain't one for doing favors to stuck-up, high and mighty guys like ya without proof of your prowess!" She chuckled, "That was... until I met that little lass and got cocky, real cocky..."

"Cula... But she's a vampire, she shouldn't be able to-"

"Oh, she could get to the waters of the sea. Holy water wouldn't faze someone of her power and blessings..." She looked at the loincloth the boy had managed to recover, and snorted, "You, on the other hand, are more humble..." She meant that both because of his current state, and because she could make his size. If this kid really didn't use that on purpose unless the girls started it, then he really had to be humble to let a lady have the first step on the act, even if he did take charge in the end.

He blushed as he realized this woman was looking down on him and also staring at his body, "So, how did you meet her?"

Lazorra chuckled, back on her train of thought, "As I said, lad, I got cocky, and thought that I with my machines I stole and this ship I got by force could be able to claim the wealth and goods this castle had... My ship swam below the sea, through the darkest of caves in the ocean, and ended up in this lake to meet that lass, standing on the water with a smile on her face..."

He saw her tremble at the memory, "And you lost."

"Aye..." she growled, but still smirked, "I was so humiliated by that brat... I couldn't help but respect her for that... Little lass had more than enough to back up her claim on this place... And now, here I am, sinking the ships of anyone foolish enough to gather armies after her through the seas."

Naito narrowed his eyes at the vixen, "So, those deaths at the sea rumored to have been done by monsters were your doing?"

Lazorra smirked, "What of it, lad? Would you rather I let those humans take the lass' head?" she smirked and pulled out her cutlass, brandishing it and aiming the blade at the kid, "Because, I promised myself, if I see the only girl who I lost to be defeated by a petty human, I'll sink my body to the bottom of the ocean to forget my existence."

Naito took a defensive stance, "Why forget it? You'd be-"

"Dead?" Lazorra said before him with a chuckle, before, to his shock, ramming her cutlass into her gut... with no blood flowing out, "Sorry to disappoint ya, lass, but I haven't been a part of the world of the living after the little lass cursed me to be this way..." she pulled out the blade, and her wound instantly healed, closing in an instant. "My curse is to serve her, forever..."

In her throne room, Cula sighed as she petted Wilka's head. The werewolf's tail wiggled when her mistress' fingers rubbed her ears, "That vixen... she can be so troublesome, but she is still someone I enjoy having here."

Wilka moaned while her chin rested on the vampiress' lap, "You promised to take care of monsters, like your father did for your mother, after all."

Gorgon dutifully brought a wineglass of blood to Cula's lips, letting the girl drink it peacefully, "I assure you, Mistress, it was for the best to keep Lazorra in a leash. You know how destructive she is, even when acting for your sakes or following your orders."

Nia pouted adorably as she glared at the vixen through the crystal ball, "Stupid fox! I can't stand someone who'd be so mean to you, mistress, or Naito!" she shouted childishly, "Cursed by you or not, she shouldn't be ordered to escort Naito."

Cula grinned when finishing her drink, Gorgon pulling back the wineglass from her black lips, "However, Naito is not your usual guest... Fufufu... I don't know whether to pity him for this next quest I've given him, or marvel at how he's able to already have earned Lazorra's respect."

Wilka chuckled, "Even as a pirate, she respects only power. That is why she follows you, even if she won't admit it herself, Mistress."

Cula chuckled, "It makes this place that much more enjoyable."

Naito for his part didn't know what to make of the quote/unquote tender care of a pirate like Lazorra. After she removed her cutlass, she walked to a rope ladder and climbed back to her ship, but looked down at him, expecting something from the blond broom haired kid. Against his best reasoning, the boy grabbed the rope ladder and made his way up to the ship.

To his shock, the entire ship was filled with fox women like Lazorra herself, all with green fur too. They all wore an attire identical to the fox woman, minus the bandana and with opened vests instead that showed their bouncing melons. They all were two to three sizes smaller than the long armed fox woman in the rack department, and Lazorra's behind dwarfed theirs by being twice as thick. However, these vixens had the lovely shape that the apparent captain had, though they lacked Lazorra's arm length.

She cackled, "Crew, here's our first guest by order of the lass." She shoved Naito forward with her long arm grabbing his shoulder, "Kaminari Naito... We've heard of the tales of your prowess as a fighter and a lover from the one main servant you have yet to claim."

"Main servant... You mean like Wilka and Nia?" Truly, those two had been on a level only Mafumet matched.

"It is her job to know of the castle's activities by listening to her webs... Sadly for her, she can't see what I will do to have my fun." The captain said as she reached for Naito, who tensed his body only to relax when she pulled out a large bottle of unfinished rum she left on the floor to empty its contents in one long sip.

In the throne room, Gorgon chuckled, "It seems my webs aren't that good when it comes to insults."

Cula patted her back, "Whatever limitations you have, you know of this castle almost as good as Casa herself. And even then, I am surprised by Casa's abilities." She smirked as she could see part of the wall tremble a bit, a sign that the golem girl took the compliment kindly in her own silent way.

Gorgon calmed down, "Sorry, Mistress, I am usually far more composed."

Nia hissed at the crystal ball showing Lazorra guiding Naito to her cabin, being the angry cat she was even when at her mistress' feet, "It's all dumb fox's fault, Gorgon! She just likes to have her way even if Mistress Cula taught her a lesson!"

Wilka, now resting on Cula's side with her head on the vampiress' shoulder, nodded in agreement, "It is sad. She has respect only for power, but even being taught a lesson on being humble didn't do her any good."

Gorgon smiled, "Like how Naito taught you and Nia to be humble?" She held a hand to her mouth to keep her laughter in check when her fellow main servants snapped at her.

"Hey!" they shouted, causing Cula to giggle at their antics. She then watched the samurai discover the pirate vixen's true intentions for being his guide.

Naito for his part should have expected the sight before him with Lazorra was on her back, displaying her body as she rested on a large bed, her pants and top on the ground, and her tail teasingly covering her womanhood.

"Aren't you supposed to take me to where Cula wants me to be?" He asked, but settled down his swords and started to undo his loincloth.

She chuckled darkly, "Arharhar... Lad, I can tell you will be cold, so let's make a trade: gimme something I want, and you can get some warm clothes for this next quest of yours."

Naito crawled to the bed, "I'm already doing this, you don't need to keep your end of the bargain."

She smiled, "That's not what you'll tell the crew, lad." She held his face and pulled his lips to her muzzle for a tight kiss. "Now, stop being gentle and get nasty, lad."

Naito and Lazorra kept their lip-lock for a good time, the blond rubbing his lips against her muzzle while he remained on top of her body on all fours. The vixen's long arms quickly reached for his head and girly buttocks to pull him closer, deepening their kiss. The boy could taste that the cursed vixen could actually feel something, just not pain, with the way she moaned when opening her maw in order to take more of his mouth into her maw. The boy opened his own mouth and dug deeper into her jaws towards her tongue, sucking on her large oral muscles.

Her maw closed again around his face, her teeth slightly scratching his cheeks as she shoved his face deeper and deeper to have him suck on her tongue. Her large oral muscle caused a bulge in his cheeks that scratched her sharp teeth, but Naito dutifully licked the spit-coated appendage with his own tongue. He pulled back, his tongue outside, and licked her tongue like that. Lazorra's tails wagged as she and Naito licked each other's tongues with great vigor.

But just kissing wasn't gonna cut it for her. She pulled the boy back and had him sit on her lap before, to his surprise and slight disgust, she spat on his tool with a large ball of their combined spit. When he was about to complain her long arms went to her impressive mammaries, smashing them together below her chest mane. Naito didn't waste any time as he leaned towards her marshmallow prison. His rod slid in between her velvety flesh pounds with incredible ease due to the lubrication.

Lazorra grinned as the boy went at it with wild abandon. His ballsack slapped against her furry chest, his rod was firmly pressed in between her white furred melons, and he was enjoying it. His mouth was opened to catch his breath with each pump that brought her nips to full erection. The vixen watched him pull back, his rod hidden completely by her valleys, only for him to ram it towards her face. The pirate vixen felt his head push into her muzzle, their saliva causing a string of drool to connect her lips momentarily to his mushroom before it once again disappeared into her furry flesh pounds. And, with a wicked grin, she licked the drool on her lips before flicking Naito's rooster with her large oral muscle when the mushroom exited her fluffy prison yet again.

Naito panted and gritted his teeth, he could feel his body tense but he wouldn't release first. Instead, he pulled back and out of Lazorra's mammaries and went further down to her snatch, watching moistened green lips surrounded by white fur in between green thighs greet him with a strong musk that was salty like the sea yet rancid like a pirate. Even if his nose told him it smelled bad, Naito felt his arousal become more pronounced by it. He leaned in and took a long lick at the vixen's oily snatch, making sure to suck on her fleshy petals on his way to attack her hardening pearl.

Tail stiff from the bliss overload, Lazorra let out a loud and guttural roar of pleasure when Naito slurped on her moist entrance. She groaned when his teeth found her bundle of nerves and nibbled them. He had been getting good thanks to Nia. He had also learned some things from the other girls. He took a long and slow lick from the bottom of her slit to the tip of her clit, flicking the jewel with gusto. Her taste was bitter yet still welcomed into his mouth, and he showed this by sinking his lips into her snatch, sucking on her flesh.

Lazorra's back arched as she felt her nerves sending jolts of bliss to her body. She panted hard and watched the boy before her wipe his mouth with his arm as he stood on his knees on the bed.

Before she could say a thing, Naito grabbed Lazorra's legs and lifted them above his shoulders with his hands now firmly gripping her fat asscheeks. The boy rammed himself in, still slick with their mixed saliva, directly towards her womb. Lazorra cried from the sudden but not unwelcomed intrusion when she felt herself be filled to near breaking points. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head when Naito forced himself to the point his groin was buried in hers, her white fur hiding his crotch while his ballsack slowly sunk into the jiggling flesh that was her lovely asscheeks. Naito and Lazorra panted at the union, but the vixen yelped when the boy pulled back without giving her time to adjust herself, and rammed himself back in all the way with a wet, meaty slap.

The sound of his flesh smacking hers arrived when Lazorra's eyes rolled back from the powerful new jolt of pleasure. Naito didn't stop and started to keep a fast and hard rhythm to keep smacking his flesh to hers.

As he did so, the cursed vixen started to move her hips in the same beat as his, pulling back when he did and ramming herself against his flesh stick when he thrust back inside.

But then Naito did something she didn't expect: he leaned in, letting her legs fall around his waist, and closed the gap between their gaping mouths. Lazorra's eyes widened at the action of this boy who had been dominating her. He still wanted to claim her lips.

And that made her melt as she closed her eyes and returned the affectionate lip-lock, her legs wrapped around his waist and her tail coiled around his chest, with the white tip gently tickling his cheek.

They pulled back, with her panting, "Lad... Remember..."

He groaned but had on a large smile, "I begged you to... Ah... hand me some clothes..."

"Good lad... Ah!" she cried out when his mushroom slammed into her womb, causing her walls to shiver from the bliss all around his tool.

The two kept on making love, unaware that the other vixens knew that their captain would lie about having the samurai around her finger while pleasuring themselves with their fingers, the fingers of another crew member, of the long and slimy tongues of said other crew members. Two were already on the floor, licking each other's love canals with great energy, while some more preferred to rub their aching slits together, seeking sweet release in the friction in order to calm their nerves until Cula decided they could enjoy Naito's Devil Slayer.

Speaking of the vampiress, "With a single kiss, he made her melt so much... Fufufu... Naito, you're truly a devil, and yet such a loving man..."

Cula grinned at the sound of a yelp from her nekomata who had the dark mistress' fingers in her tight slit while the werewolf girl dutifully and obediently licked her mistress' cunny. The arachne for her part egearly licked and sucked one of the blue skinned girl's nips, while the other nip was occupied by Fae, the tiny fairy still being rewarded by her mistress for helping Naito.

She spoke again, "Truly a show, Naito..." she said, staring with half-lidded eyes at the man she wanted to battle in more ways than one.

-CASTLEBABES-

"More, Sword Boy, more!"

Naito grunted while his pelvis smacked Lazorra's, her furry legs rubbing his sides while her even hairier groin smacked and smothered his. It was with a long and pleased sigh that Naito gave the hardest and final thrust into Lazorra's womb. Her head snapped back, her back arched to push her fat breasts up in the air until they parted enough for Naito to see between them her tongue hanging outside her mouth.

Lazorra panted as she rode her sexual release all the way with a pleased stupid look on her face. Her back slammed down on the bed, her voice having died at the feeling of the samurai's hot seed covering her velvety wet walls with his icing. She breathed and stared at him, her half-lidded eyes looking as he crawled once again over her to grab her head with one hand and pull her towards his face. He opened his mouth and the pirate vixen replied by doing the same. Their tongues moved out and touched.

Her large oral muscle flicked his much smaller and nimbler once, before rolling around it. Naito returned the affection by wrapping his lips on her tongue and sucked on it. Lazorra felt her eyelids flutter before she closed her muzzle on his mouth yet again, humming as she licked his lips, tongue and inner cheeks with her long appendage. Naito for his part returned the affection by grasping one of her marshmallows, letting his digits sink into the furry flesh and leave his mark.

She grinned and groped his girly backside to pull him closer. She had to be careful that her teeth didn't harm his skin when her tongue bulged his cheeks. Naito didn't care and pressed himself tighter against her, his limp Devil Slayer coming out of her snatch and dragging on her fit stomach. She giggled at the ticklish sensation of his rod coated in their juices rubbing on her stomach.

"Was that good enough, captain?" he asked with a small smile.

She grinned and nodded, "Good enough, lad. You earned yerself some clothes. Just don't expect to have them all when you reach the lass."

He nodded and snuggled on Lazorra's chest. His eyes felt heavy, "Thanks, now... I think I'll... wait for our arrival." He breathed in her scent with his face using her meat pillows as, well, pillows.

Lazorra chuckled when the child wento to sleep on her chest, his face sinking into her massive valleys with a content smile, "Oh, I can tell the lass will love ya a lot, lad." She gently groped his behind once again, pulling him up so he didn't fall, and stared at his peaceful face.

For her part, Cula giggled softly at the sight, "To think he'd use all of his energies like this... Then again, he's had to fight and bed everyone he's met in my castle." She closed her eyes, her mouth curling into a twisted, dark smirk, "I almost feel sorry that his next opponent may exhaust him once he sets foot out of Lazorra's ship."

Nia's eyes widened, "You mean..." she shook her head to gather her thoughts, "But Mistress Cula, I know Mafumet is powerful, and I consider myself and Wilka very strong, but even Naito wouldn't be able to defeat..."

Wilka shook her head, "Stop, Nia. This is Mistress Cula, and you've seen how Naito acts." she grinned in a feral manner, "If anything, his next opponent should be an interesting one indeed."

Naito for his part finally walked out of the ship, clad in a red shirt and baggy beige pants that looked fit for a tiny pirate. His hair was still spiked up like an upside down broom, and his swords were kept by his side with a black leather belt. He looked like a mixture of a pirate and a samurai, but he'd remain a swordsman through and through.

Lazorra patted his head, "Remember, lad, once this is over, my gals will want to see how pleasant you can be."

The other vixens giggled, and Naito played along, "Yes, captain, anything for you." he played along by playfully bowing to her.

She grinned and whispered, "We will await for you to return when it's all over so you can recover your energies."

He nodded, "And I shall repay you."

He turned and left the vixen to blush, cursing herself, "Damn lad, if only he were more submissive..." she shivered at the thought.

Naito walked into a large, damp cave. All he could see as a source of light were some torches on stone pillars, pools and puddles on the rocky ground, and the large underwater lake that was connected to the one above the underground cave.

And in the middle of the cave, right in front of him, was one individual whose smile made him feel chills, "My, my, such a nice conversation you had with the captain, Naito. But I am glad we can finally meet after listening to your words for so long."

"Who're you?" he asked, pulling out his swords.

The figure bowed, "My name's Gorgon, Mistress Cula's first servant... And it is a pleasure to meet you and claim you in my web."

Nia and Wilka gulped at the sight of their arachne fellow servant before Naito, who sized up his enemy uneasily. Gorgon for her part brushed some of her white locks behind her ear with a simple motion. Cula for her part stared with interest at her spider girl's moves for anything that could happen.

Fangs popped between Gorgon's lips, even longer than Cula's, and her lips turned into a smile, "Quite frankly, you amuse me, Naito. And I'd ask for forgiveness at the casual use of your name, but I want to see you as someone worthy of my respect to consider you an equal. Your power is beyond that of any monster in this castle, even Nia and Wilka had to admit that."

"And I still have to face your mistress." his eyes analyzed Gorgon's body, her humanoid torso covered with a purple toga that hid her slit and cute chest that Cula loved to play with. But, "I can sense it in you, Gorgon, you aren't like all others who faced me. In fact, you are on another level entirely."

"Fufufu... Flattery and chivalry suit you, Naito." She giggled out, "However, no, I am not in another level. I am, of this entire castle, the one closest to my mistress."

Naito's veins froze, and he instantly drew out his swords to get into a defensive stance, "To think there exists someone with enough power to claim such a feat with no lies is a wonder. I'd like to say I need to see it in order to believe, but I know that when the servants of this castle respect Cula, no words spoken about her are light."

Gorgon felt her cheeks tickle with her smile, "My, my, my, truly a gentleman. You may bed the other servants with all the teachings you've acquired in your quest in this castle, but you still show such respect to my mistress. Fufufufu... I can hardly wait to see your true potential. However..."

She wagged a finger, and Naito heard movement in the wind around him. His ears picked up a sound that froze him in place, something coming from the lake. And the moment he felt water reach his armored feet, he saw Lazorra's ship flying up in the air, dangling above his and Gorgon's heads. The boy also saw the countless of thin yet strong white threads that kept the vixen's ship there.

"What power..." he breathed out.

The spider girl responded by continuing from where she left her words hanging, "My potential, just like that of my mistress, keeps growing the more people we face. With my webs I can listen the secrets of this castle and the news that fly around it. I can also use them to keep things under control. Neat und tidy, I presume is what some people say."

Naito wanted to move, but he finally saw it. All around him, threads of Gorgon's webbing started to surround him, leaving no opening. He realized that her other hand had a thread in each finger, and only now had he found out that she didn't just expect him to arrive in order to grit him: she had set a trap for him.

"It seems my confidence has cost me." He said, sheathing his swords.

Gorgon smiled, closing her eight red eyes, "And after I've faced my mistress and seen your prowess, I can't let mine do so either." and she pulled her hand, causing all the threads around Naito to launch themselves at his body to wrap him up from head to toes.

"So..." Naito continued, and unsheathed his swords in a flash, "I'll have to make it up by being twice as stubborn!"

Gorgon's eyes widened when she sensed a force push back against her threads. She scanned the samurai before him, and took in his feet finally settling on the floor after he spun around in place, with his katana covered in her webs inside a cocoon.

Gorgon let out a brief snicker, "Only one person managed to escape my webs, Naito, my mistress. And when our fight ended, none of us could defeat the other." She smiled sultrily, "Can you imagine how tempting she was? How incredible the feeling of someone equal to me giving me a great fight became? She had fallen before me, but only after I had also reached my limit."

Naito struggled against the webs that kept his blade in place, "But that's not it, right? To swear your loyalty to her, what did she do to earn the power of someone as mighty as you?"

She smiled peacefully, "Purpose..."

Naito stood silent.

She continued, "That day, after we fell before each other, she asked me what I wished to do with my life?" She put a hand to her lips to stiffen a small laughter, "To think I who once proclaimed to have it all suddenly found herself lost at words because of another girl. I felt hurt, for my life had been nothing but fighting to survive, remain alive in a world where humans hunt my kin or even sell them. And that's when she became my star... By offering me to be by her side and protect others like us."

Cula smiled sweetly at her arachne, "I admit I did that because I wanted her company. She had great power, but to meet someone who nearly defeated me was unique." She closed her eyes while remembering, "I'd never change your aid and company on those once lonely times, Gorgon."

The spider girl continued, a small blush on her face, "She gave me a reason to be, Naito. That reason was to make sure that monsters like us had a home, a place to be together and enjoy ourselves. To be protected from hunters and fight back if we wanted to, or to just simply have fun with each other. But..." she walked to him, her weight legs causing the ground to shake slightly, "You have arrived, you and your Devil Slayer. You, that chivalry of yours, and that hilariously determined quest of yours, as well as the power within you have all made me wonder."

Naito reacted quickly, with his wakizashi he cut the threads keeping his katana tied up and with the longer blade now free he stepped forward to the now closer arachne. But when his blunt swords had been about to strike her, she raised up her two frontal legs.

Unable to speak, Naito watched the spider girl's natural armor not only stop his blades, but they didn't even have a scratch.

Gorgon pushed him back, peaceful smile still in place, "Is that... fear, Naito?"

He nodded, "I can tell you are powerful, Gorgon, which is why I don't want to let my guard down. Just now, to you, I was nothing but a trapped fly for you to play with." He gritted his teeth, "What I fear is what I may do in battle if you don't take me seriously."

Gorgon didn't hold it, she laughed, "FUHAHAHAHAHAHA! You claim you would harm me?! Only if I don't take you seriously?" she put a hand to her mouth, forcibly silincing herself, "Oh, sorry about that outburst, but you are still nowhere near facing my mistress, with or without your devil blood."

"There's one quick way to find out." Naito replied, readying his swords.

Gorgon stared at him, her smile turning warm and, dare he recognize it, caring, "Naito, your power is beyond that of my mistress who has had years with the residents of this castle to grow stronger. We all gladly feed her our blood, granting her power. Your battle against her wouldn't last long. And she knew this."

He bared his teeth, "Then what was the point of me arriving here?"

Gorgon smirked, "Training..."

"Huh?"

The spider girl walked closer to him, glad that he saw her intentions now weren't bad and sheathed his swords, "You are right, Naito, you lack power. Control over that power to be exact." She leaned down, staring at him with a large and sultry smile, "I'll tell you a little secret, as Mistress Cula's first servant: I want my mistress' happiness, no matter the cost."

Naito Kaminari wasn't one to admit defeat, accept it was a different thing. Yet he was staring at a girl who claimed to have strength similar to Cula's lift effortlessly a pirate ship with the vixens in said wooden vessel shouting words of shock and alarm. Gorgon put a daindy hand to her lips, staring with her crimson eyes at the boy before her in his new pirate outfit.

"You're strong enough to counter my power, but are you strong enough to face more?" she flicked two fingers, and Naito instinctively ducked, his chest on the ground.

He heard rocks move, and watched them fly past his head, "So this is the power of Cula's strongest servant. Not bad." He kept his wakizashi sheathed and held his katana in both hands, "I can't get sloppy, I will have to stay on my toes with you."

Gorgon merely gave a step forward, and Naito flipped backwards when she kicked a rock at him. He avoided the strike but watched the rock shatter on a stone pillar with strength more than enough to at least know down a grown man after breaking his ribs. She then stood on her four rear legs, and raised the four frontal ones.

Naito side-stepped the first projectile that she kicked, cut the second and third in a single slice, and barely managed to strike the fourth with his knee much to her amusement, "Truly a skilled warrior. Now, how well can you play tactician?"

Naito didn't get her until he watched Lazorra and her crew jump off her ship and stop midair, with their limbs hanging out in strange poses. They floated there, like puppets on strings, and on a closer inspection that was what Gorgon had turned them when Naito noticed her strings attached to their bodies.

He growled, "You would use your own comrades like this?!" He snapped, "Cula, she-" and when he mentioned the vampiress, Naito held back his anger, "She keeps you as her second in command, and you've yet to insult her. So tell me, Gorgon, what makes you think you can use your allies in such a despicable manner?"

The arachne giggled, "We serve Mistress Cula. Our lives are meant for hers." Just then, a glint in her eyes caught the boy's attention, "For my mistress, I am willing to risk my life. She is beautiful, powerful, and has shown us nothing but love." She snapped her fingers and the pirates were free, all the vixens pulling out their weapons to face Naito.

"Sorry, lad, but I got orders to take you down." Lazorra chuckled, "May as well have some fun later."

Gorgon then flicked her left pinky finger, halting all the pirate vixens, "I am intrigued by something, and would like an answer before you face each other." She smiled warmly, "Just now you had your chance to hate me, yet threw it away because I hadn't make a mockery of my mistress before you like others you've fought. Would you risk your life for my mistress after all these battles?"

Naito shook his head, raising up his sword, "No. The truth is that I don't want to hate any of you." He slid his right foot forward, "I'd rather hate your crimes than who you are." His eyes turned red and his horns grew, "As a warrior, as a man, I want to fight all of my opponents with a clear conscience! Should I hate you and fight you with blind rage, then what good would that bring for me when I could be overlooking the true meaning behind your determination to step into this battle?"

Cula gasped, her cheeks reddening, "Naito..."

Gorgon chuckled, "So you're willing to open yourself to all of us, try to love us so long as we are good?" She giggled, and then burst in laughter, "Honestly! That's the most absurd idea I have heard in my life! How do you expect to make it far trusting others like that?!"

Naito clenched his teeth, "By seeing their true selves in battle."

Gorgon stopped smiling, a sly smile on her face, "Good answer."

With a flick of her wrists, the vixens flew at Naito to take him down.

The shota samurai raised his sword higher, above his head, and closed his eyes.

And it was all over.

Gorgon gasped, "H-How?!" she turned around to face the boy standing behind her, sheathing his katana slowly.

Naito spoke up, "Don't play dumb with me..."

Gorgon smiled, "Fufufu... You hurt me a bit there... My heart, I mean."

Just when she said that, all the vixens fell down, their strings cut, just like Gorgon's clothing to reveal her body to the world. Naito for his part hadn't gone unharmed either. The blond boy clenched his teeth and ignored a cut on his right cheek that slowly dripped blood for the few seconds it took for his demonic side of his blood to heal the wound.

He stared at her sternly, "You're not fighting me seriously. Lazorra and her troops could have tried to strike me with great might, yet I saw you hold them back before they could react to my attack." He stared at the playful arachne, "What is your game?"

Gorgon closed her eight eyes, "If you want a game, I'd like to follow my mistress's. You have caught my interest, Naito..." she approached him confidently. "I would like to see and know more of you before you see my true might... And that which my mistress holds."

He chuckled, "Another one of your lies, then?"

Gorgon hummed for a second, "I'll admit it, my story about being equal to my mistress was... exagerated." she giggled, "I faced her with power that matches hers back at that time. But since then she has grown far more powerful than me. You'd do well to be prepared for the trials laid before your encounter with her, especifically, yours truly and two furry servants that have made my mistress smile and caused my life to be much livelier."

Nia blushed, "That spider... Saying things like that about a girl... she needs to learn some manners."

Wilka nodded, looking away, "Y-Yeah, she r-really does."

Cula smiled, "Oh Gorgon, you still have your touch."

Back in the cave, Naito sheathed his sword and approached the arachne, "I don't believe you want to fight any longer, do you?"

She grinned, "I'd have been delighted to do so, but since you saw my act I have a different kind of fight for us."

Before Naito could ask, one of her legs moved up and he watched as she put it on his shoulder. He didn't need to be a genius to know what'd happen when the arachne's arms started to reach for his clothes.

Gorgon nearly purred when Naito got into the show. The shota samurai held her thighs closely, inching his face to her human groin and the white pubes on it. He didn't hesitate in smothering his nose with her lower hair, making her moan when his lips were pressed on her folds. The arachne kept her half-lidded eyes on the horned boy's closed ones, and his hands.

His digits slid on her smooth pearly skin, going around her hips to press his fingertips on the round and peach-shaped buttocks above her spider body. She showed her own spider fangs out the corners of her mouth when Naito licked, her grin widening when he then wrapped his warm lips around her flesh petals and sucked on them not too gently or rough, just the right amount of suction to make her flesh shudder. Her hands went to his head, caressing his scalp and golden spikes while his tongue slid around her slit, with his lips draining her delicious nectar.

"Nia taught you well." the arachne moaned before hissing when his fingers went closer to the crack of her rear. His hands groped the soft and plump flesh, getting her to moan when he fondled her backside, pressing her crotch further into his face. This time his licks went in deeper into her snatch, "Oh, she taught you real well!" she panted loudly when his oral muscle caressed her inner walls slightly.

Naito surprised her when he hummed, making the spider's eight legs shudder and nearly causing her to fall had it not been for her foot on his shoulder. And with her hands on his head and her legs still free, she grinned. She bit her lower lip and soon her black appendages went to his clothes, taking them down so they were off his body. Naito didn't even mind.

Gorgon pushed him back and laid on her spider body with a slight popping sound from her groin leaving his face. Her human body was on an even ground to the boy. She giggled at the sight of her nectar caking his mouth and face, which she reached forward and wiped with a hand. Rather than wipe off her hand, she pulled it closer to her face and licked her own fluids for the boy to see and his rooster to harden.

"Now's my turn." She said while pushing Naito down, the boy complying. He sat down and watched her mouth open wide to show her long tongue about a foot long. He gulped for he knew what'd come next.

He hissed when the arachne wrapped her tongue around his tool like a cocoon, covering every inch in her warm, slimy tongue until she was pressing tip on his urethra. Naito threw his head back when Gorgon's appendage probed the tiny slit on his mushroom. The long slick appendage twisted around his shaft, bending its still hardening form and causing the nude samurai to throw his head back from the pleasure and bizarre massage. She coiled and uncoiled her oral muscle around his flesh sword, making sure to never loosen more than needed to keep contact with his flesh at all times.

The lucky broy gripped the rocks at his side, crushing them from the bliss of the tongue alone. His hands then turned the rocks into dust when Gorgon went down and claimed his meat in her mouth, being careful with her sharp spider fangs. Naito's vision turned a white blur and his mouth opened in silent pleasure when, with her tongue still creating a fleshy cocoon around the shota's tool, Gorgon swallowed him. He gritted his teeth and couldn't even utter a word from his opened mouth, which dripped drool down one cheek, when the arachne's neck muscles pulled him deep down her throat to shove his mushroom down. Even her fangs caressing whatever skin they could touch added a nice if slightly pained touch without piercing his skin.

Gorgon then kicked it up a notch and hummed, sending the shota beyond the edge. His throbbing manhood made her shudder, her neck's bulge pulsed from what came next. Thick ropey shots of seed erupted from the tip, bigger and heavier than anyone else Naito had ever been with. Gorgon's eyes widened at the amount, and she was forced to pull back while taking loud and large gulps to avoid drowning on his seed. She let go of him with a wet and loud pop, just after taking five loads with enough man-cream to fill a cup of wineglass each.

The arachne backed away, coughing some of his spunk out with the amount that had been in her mouth nearly dripping out. She panted for breath, allowing Naito to see his milk in her tongue and bulging her cheeks, and then swallowed it all with a final, loud gulp. With another pant, Gorgon turned to Naito, only for her eight red eyes to nearly pop out of their sockets. Before her, Naito's tool still stood proud, and it was still shooting heavy loads of his child bearing fluids. The arachne was unprepared when the thick white blobs landed on her fair skin, her perky but small chest, her flat stomach reaching down to her pubes, her shocked face, and even her silvery mop of hair.

Naito for his part panted as hard as her, his body resting on his arms and a large if dumb smile on his face, "Words... fail me... to describe that..." he said with a dreamy stare, "So this is why you are Cula's closest servant."

She grinned, "And this is why she wants you." She reached for the spunk on one of her rosy nips, scooped it with one finger and licked it off with gusto, "Now let's see more."

With a wave of her hands, countless threads went to her body and wiped the seed, while making sure to keep it fresh and moist for her to taste it later. Now completely clean, she reached down to her womanhood with both hands, and spread her folds, showing her flesh flower in all of its dripping, moistened, and eager glory.

Naito didn't waste any time to walk closer to the arachne and grope her backside once again, keeping a firm grip on her cheeks with his fingers sinking into the amazingly soft flesh. Cula loved that flesh, especially watching it ripple and redden from a good slap. Naito's hands felt like the vampiress's to Gorgon, with the way they held her lovingly yet with much more desire than any other being. She let him line his mushroom to her entrance, and grabbed his shoulders with her hands, her four frontal legs moving around his body to hold him even closer.

And with a simultaneous moan, Naito probed her entrance. Gorgon's eyes rolled to the back of her head at just feeling the tip of his rooster spread her unprepared folds. The way his meat started to spread her entrance was unlike her mistress's tongue. And that was just the pressure of the soon to be invasion.

When he thrust in, Gorgon's mouth opened for a silent scream of bliss when her new lover's mushroom entered her slit. And then she recovered her voice when the pain settled in, "Ah! Gaaaaahhh!" she clutched his shoulders tighter, her nails digging into his skin and cutting it. "W-Wait!" Naito hissed and nearly pulled back, had she not wrapped her four front legs tighter around his body to push him deeper, "Do not stop, Naito! I- Ah! I may... be a virgin... but for my mistress, this is a price I'm willing to take!"

Naito clenched his teeth and closed his eyes, "Then I won't hold back!"

And with a powerful pumping motion, Naito had hilted himself until his ballsack slapped Gorgon's thighs and his groin was pressed tightly against her pubes. And then, the feeling of his flesh spear piercing her hymen, crushing her fleshy walls, and slamming into her womb made the poor arachne girl cry out louder than she ever had in her entire life with her mistress.

Naito hissed when her hands reached lower down his back and pulled back. Her nails left bloody marks, but he took it for he knew she was in worse pain. He heard panting, and turned to look up at eight half-lidded eyes and a forced smile.

"Can you... go at it?" she asked through her pain and gritted teeth.

He cringed, "But you are-"

"I will take it, for my mistress... for my friend... for the one I love... I shall see how worthy you are of her..."

Naito closed his eyes and did as told. He pulled back, watching his rooster covered in her fluids and blood made him feel guilt. But knowing she wanted it for her pride and love for her mistress, he rammed himself back in, getting a pained gasp from the spider girl and more cuts on his back.

It took some time, but they found a tempo, and soon the pained gasps turned into pleasured moans and pants.

Naito grinned, "To do this for the one you love... Ah... I can see why Cula loves you..."

She panted with a smile, "Hehe... You're... oooaaahhh... real kind..."

They kept going at it, not daring to stop until, with matching cries, they let out all of their pleasure as one. Cula watched Gorgon's honey shoot out, coating and spraying Naito's thighs and ballsack while his seed filled her arachne to the brim, and didn't spill out due to him pushing himself all the way in to block any leak from his spunk.

Cula watched the wounds on Naito's back and smiled, "Sharing in her pain... You surprise me more than usual, Naito."

Gorgon for her part held the boy closer to her body, content with his warmth on her skin and the sensation of being filled by him. She chuckled, with one hand caressing his golden hair spikes, "You have a long road ahead of you... But whether you win or lose, I'm more than willing to see you with my mistress."

He smiled and rested his head on her small chest, "I'd be happy to do that."

The pleasant squelching sounds of Gorgon's womanhood clenching his tool echoed in the dark cave much to her delight. The arachne's eight eyes and legs were filled with bliss and joyful soreness respectively. She was on top of Naito who willingly laid on his back on the cold underwater cave's floor, watching her small chest bounce and jiggle every time she raised her arachnid torax and slammed it down to claim his tool into her velvety folds.

Her fangs were showing through her smile, her hands were on his fit and slightly muscular chest, and she was finally getting used to the way he stretched her. Naito's eyes were forced to remain open even if he was tired, but he moist womanhood clenching him, pulling him in with the fleshy walls and milking his rod made it hard for him to sleep. Her white pubes tickled his groin with every slap, and at times she's stop there to rotate her hips in ways other girls without eight legs never could achieve.

His hands remained on her hips, helping to guide her every time she pumped up, with a wet sucking noise from their united groins, until only his mushroom remained in her body. And then she'd slam herself down with his strong hands pulled her, and his hips bucking into her to pierce and crush her insides until his urethra reached her womb with a wet and morbid kiss. They'd stay connected like that only to move a few moments later. All the while, the now conscious vixens could only stare with groans of disappointment and their fingers in their slits for much needed friction and heat.

He panted with a smile, "I'm afraid I may become too much like your mistress."

Gorgon giggled before moaning, "You are not. If anything, your hold is kinder than my mistress', and some of her skills can't compare to... this!" and with a final slap that echoed throughout the entire cave, she rammed her hips until his ballsack's skin started to get sucked into her womanhood and her pubes were flatly pressed on his groin.

He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth for she arrived to her release, shooting her sweet nectar out through the near airtight connection of their flesh. Her spray of honey coated his balls yet again, with previous shots making a puddle beneath his feminine buttocks and thighs. It was all he could take before he released into her, coating her womb with his seed yet again. By this time a small, barely noticeable bulge could be seen on the arachne's stomach if only because she hadn't pulled him out of her body since they started to mate.

She finally fell down, her human torso landing on his. He chuckled and pulled her close for a hug, which made her eight eyes widen, "I want my hold to be as kind as you make it to be, Gorgon." He told her with a warm smile that spread heat to her cheeks.

She gently slapped his chest, "Making a girl feel this way, you and Mistress Cula will get along well." She pulled back, reluctantly so for she didn't want to feel the cold now that she got used to his warm flesh, and stood up. A small trail of white goo dripped from her slit, making her sigh in bliss, "We should get going, Sword Boy."

And with a snap of her fingers, the remains of her purple outfit flew from the ground and back to her body. Naito watched in amazement his new set of clothes fly to him as well. He knew the spider's trick, but his amazement grew when he watched the pieces of her purple robe cling to her body and attach themselves back together, this time with the spider's web knitting the pieces together until no trace of a cut or rip remained.

Naito quickly put his clothes back on, with his face still one of awe to make her giggle, "I'm still amazed at the abilities you and Cula's other servants can display."

Gorgon smiled kindly, "I know. Now..." she turned around, giving him a view of her arachnid and human rears, "Hop in. And before you ask, I don't mind. I did ride you." Naito blushed but did as told, climbing on her body to sit on the spider half, with his hands on her human hips. That turned her cheeks several layers redder, "Wait, try not to hold on to me like that, not after what we did."

He blushed, "Sorry." He held her stomach, making her hold back a mewl of pleasure. The poor arachne bit back her moans and walked forward, carrying the man she had mated with.

"Be prepared, Kaminari Naito. What awaits for you is a true challenge. Sure, you may have faced some greater than others in the past, but we aren't the mistress' servants for looking pretty." Gorgon stated, using her legs to move around the area with incredible ease and speeds no horse could compare to.

Naito chuckled sheepishly, "Well, so far I have to find one of you who isn't beautiful AND strong."

Gorgon smiled, holding back a blush, "Why thank you. But we have a road ahead of us, so prepare yourself to face the creatures that live in Mistress Cula's lake, and the secret of this cave."

"What secret?" Naito asked, unaware of the shadows that moved around.

Gorgon grinned, "I'd say you will find them soon enough..."

-CASTLEBABES-

Gorgon didn't lose much time and soon she and Naito found themselves in the depths of the large cave. What drew the attention was a large black puddle in the center, more like a pool of darkness. Naito could tell the surface wasn't liquid, but it wasn't solid either. And since the arachne had stopped, he guessed this was where he'd find his next opponent.

"Power comes at a great price, Naito." Gorgon commented with a smile, "Cula grows stronger thanks to the darkness and its power. Yet you aren't even tapping into yours. And that has me wondering what would happen if someone who claims to be as righteous as you were to face pure darkness?"

Naito grabbed his swords, "I'd slice through it with a swing of my blade!"

Gorgon chuckled, a purr to her amused voice, "My mistress faced her own darkness and came out victorious and with power far beyond your imagination. However, had she taken one wrong step she'd have been the servant, no, the slave of that darkness." She stared at the dark pool, "That is why none of us dare touch this place. You, on the other hand, interest me."

"To face my own darkness..." Naito jumped off Gorgon and approached the dark pool, "...would that mean I'd be one step closer to being a true man? Or would it mean that my devil blood will be my downfall?" He closed his eyes, "I always feared I could succumb to the power my mother gave me, that is one of the reasons I never try to go all out. Kind as my mother is, in our blood flows the carnage of true devils. I..." he turned to smile to the arachne, taking her slightly off guard, "I thank you, Gorgon. I can finally put an end to this doubt of mine, once and for all."

And without hesitation and with his swords drawn, Naito stepped into the dark pool. He found himself standing on it like it was the floor he had walked on, but his feet could tell something cold was beneath him. He looked at his shadow beneath his feet, no longer there due to the darkness, but somewhere else.

Naito suck in a gasp of air when from the center of the dark pool a figure emerged, it was him, or so it seemed. Before the shota samurai was an exact copy of himself, in physique and clothes only. The creature's hair, skin, clothes, and even the weapons it mirrored from Naito were all darker than the dark pool they stood on. This Shadow-Naito also possessed no mouth, just soft skin with no bulge that could act as lips. And, last but not least, red glowing lights acted as the shadow's eyes.

The shadow drew out his weapons, copies of Naito's but also made of the same dark matter its body and clothes were created with, and took Naito's pose. The blond boy took out his swords too and took his stance, defiantly tightening his grip as if to show how it was properly done to his copy.

Cula laughed, she simply burst in laughter, "Bold move, Naito! Fuahahahaha! To battle yourself, your very darkness... Will you come out and conquer it like I did with mine, or will you fall and become a slave to darkness, the same darkness that serves me!"

Nia sighed, "Mistress sure is getting into it."

Wilka nodded, "Naito has given her reasons to be."

A familiar "Pipipi" drew their attention to a worried fairy.

Cula smirked, "Do not worry, Fae, Naito is too stubborn to fall even against himself. But if he does, it doesn't matter. The power I gained from facing my dark self, when I first met Gorgon, in this place where I had my castle be built, is that, mine. Naito could fall and be forced to slavery to his own shadow, but that shadow is mine to control." She giggled, "I bet it won't be easy for him."

True enough, it didn't take a second for the dual blades to clash, darkness and steel colliding in a heated deadlock that caused sparks to fly. Naito gritted his teeth and glared at his copy's emotionless face, which eyes stared at him blankly, glowing in the dark. They pulled their swords back and slashed at each other, only for their swords to bounce back from one another.

Naito flipped backwards and landed on the opposite side of the pool while Shadow Naito copied his moves perfectly. The blond boy sheathed his wakizashi and held his katana in both hands, which his shadow copied in the same instant. They raced at each other, sword reared back, and sidestepped their mirror opponent to slash at him.

Finally going all out, Naito roared at the top of his lungs when his eyes matched the red of his shadow's and his bone horns were matched by the black horns that his shadow grew. And the end result was the same. The swords clashed, with sparks of heated metal meeting flying from their encounter, and the hybrid and shadow boys had to step back from their own power.

Gorgon gasped when a powerful gale of wind blew all over the cave after such strength met another equally powerful one in a collision, "So this is what happens when he gets serious... Interesting." She grinned in excitement, "Whoever wins, I can't wait for the mistress to allow me to enjoy Naito's body yet again."

The boys sheathed their swords and stared at each other, "Calm down..." Naito told himself, to which his shadow tilted its head to the side in confusion. The real shota samurai closed his eyes, focusing himself, "Father told me of this... To defeat true darkness, to overcome one's weaknesses, I must see myself beyond what I am."

The words of a strong man echoed in his head, "Don't hesitate. Doubt is your enemy; your weapon is your will to use your sword to be more than what you are. Steel yourself to be like your sword, unmoving until the world moves you. When that happens, techniques no-one has ever created or heard of will become yours."

Shadow Naito for his part didn't have the patience, and dashed at Naito, a hand on his dark katana's handle and another on the sheathe, readying a single, powerful slash like the boy used to defeat his purer self with the boy's most powerful slash.

Naito opened his eyes, stepped forward, and drew out his sword.

It was then when it all ended. A sword flew in the air, and a set of knees met the ground.

Gorgon gasped, "No way..."

"I'm me." the victor whispered, turning to the beaten sword boy, "No-one else."

Naito sighed and sheathed his sword, seeing his beaten shadow laying flat on his face, before it sank into the dark pool, "Are you-" and it came out once again, "kidding me...?" he asked in shock.

He got quite a surprise when a little girl made of the same darkness he had fought came out. Her body resembled that of Cula's, with smooth curves to her tomboyish appearance. In fact it was as flat as Cula's and Casa's bodies, but like with Casa this copy of the vampiress had no hair, or even a nose or mouth. Her face was completely featureless except for her red glowing eyes. What this Shadow loli had was a womanhood with purple flesh acting as the labia, hard purple nips, and a pert bottom with a tight purple ring of muscle he couldn't see.

He was about to grab his sword, but the shadow kneeled before him and started to undo his pans, "Seriously?!" he asked in shock as her ghostly touch freed his floppy rooster. She grabbed the meat rod with a touch equal to rich velvet combined with flesh, it was weird yet certainly not at all solid, unlike his stiffening flesh.

Cula giggled, "You didn't disappoint, Naito."

Nia snickered, "For a moment you cried for his safety, mistress."

Said vampiress felt her cheeks redden, to which Wilka added with a howl of laughter, "Act evil all you like, you were worried for him!"

"S-Silence..." she grumbled, returning to see her target be taken by her shadow servant.

The Shadow rubbed the boy's hardening root on her featureless face, and the sensation was akin to being licked. He groaned in bliss at the feeling of her hands work on his length, caressing and pumping his flesh against her ghostly skin. She then surprised him when a slit opened on her face, a mouth with jagged lips that looked like teeth, and a long purple tongue flopping out. He clenched his jaw at the sight of those teeth, but moaned when she pressed her long tongue on his root's base.

Naito's eyes rolled to the back of his head when the needlessly long tongue caressed the lower part of his rooster, where the base and his ballsack were connected, and dragged it up. She gave a long, sensual lick, making sure a good amount of her tongue was dragging behind, licking a good portion of his flesh stick on her way up. Just when she was about to reach the tip, the tip of her tongue was still pressed on the base of his meat rod. And it was with a swift lick up that his entire length got flicked by the wonderful oral muscle, with his urethra dripping precum into the purple appendage.

He panted and nearly fell to his knees, but held on to the girl's head. His eyes set on hers, red orbs meeting in a lock that made words needless. The loli shadow opened her maw wider and took Naito in. The boy cringed when feeling her teeth brush on his skin, but without rupturing it. He moaned when her purple oral man-pleaser licked the scratches dutifully. His hands gripped her head tighter and he pushed himself deeper. Gorgon held back a gasp when seeing a bulge in the loli shadow's neck from Naito's mushroom stuffing it.

The loli held on the boy's girly bum and did her best to send him overboard: she hummed. Naito's cry of bliss echoed in the cave as a gasp and a hiss, but he held back from shouting something at the wonderful vibrations making his flesh tingle and shake, pulsing inside the loli's throat. It was then that his groin and balls met her face, with his orbs swinging slightly from the massage her vibrating throat gave him. Taking a deep breath, the boy pulled back, only to ram himself back in, this time making the shadow's throat bulge grow.

The creature didn't look fazed, in fact her red eyes glowed more as if happy. Naito got rewarded by his dominance with the long tongue wrapped around every inch of his flesh inside the wet and warm cavern of the girl's mouth. The oral muscle coiled tighter around his shaft, and then, still tightly wrapped on his flesh, moved out of her mouth, pushing back his skin only to pull back in, sucking his entire meat spear deeper down her throat.

Keeping a steady rhythm, it didn't take long for Naito to be at full mast, with his girth shaping the shadow's neck to his flesh alone. The wet slaps of his drool coated balls on her chin echoed in the dark chambers. Dripping down her chin and into her flat chest trails of saliva mixed with Naito's precum made their way to her crotch, which had its purple folds stuffed with her dark fingers while her other hand kept a firm grip on the boy's buttcheeks. Gorgon soon followed suit, scissoring her velvet walls at the sight before her.

Exhaling loudly, Naito pulled back, grabbing his rooster with one hand and the shadow's head with the other. He stared at her, and her flat chest. He bent his knees to lower himself, pushing the shadow on her back as he did so, and she found herself beneath Naito on all fours, staring at her with his red eyes matching hers.

A purple glow came to her dark cheeks before she looked away, to which Naito chuckled, "You're shy?" He closed his eyes while letting out another laugh, "It's fine, if you don't want to, I-" and he shut up when she locked her legs around his waist and her hands on the back of his shoulders, sharp claws digging into his skin which he hissed at, "Okay... fine..." He held his rooster firmly against her purple folds.

The two hissed when Naito's rod wetly met the moist purple entrance. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth from having his mushroom trying to enter the tight, little slit. The shadow girl dragged her claws on his back, adding a layer of pain to the bliss, and forcing him to get himself into her body. He pushed another inch into the tight hole, and the two nearly mewled in pleasure, before Naito bit back a grunt from the claws on his back. So he put his hands on both sides of her head, and thrust in.

Gorgon watched in amazement the bulge on the shadow's pelvis, and the loli dragged her claws all the way down to Naito's backbone, which got him to roar in both bliss and pain. The two panted, and the shadow girl threw her head back with white clouds of cold steam signaling she was panting long and hard from the bottom of her cold being.

And then, Naito claimed her neck with an animalistic bite. However, instead of sending pains into the shadow's ethereal body, she felt a jolt of bliss when his teeth gently nibbled her ghostly flesh and his lips sucked in the mark. Her head was thrown back farther, her back arched to get her flat chest and its nips to rub on Naito's strong and lean form. And with one hand beside her head and the other groping her small but shapely little bum, Naito slowly pulled back until his urethra was once again pressed on the hole hidden in the purple flesh petals.

He looked at the loli, who returned the stare before giving him a determined nod, and thrust back in all the way. Her cries echoed in the entire cave much like Gorgon when she took him by the first time.

Sadly for Naito, the shadow's tonguejob had done its job too well, and unfortunately for the loli her fingering hadn't helped her, nor the manly musk of Naito's meat that invaded her mouth.

With matching hisses, Naito plunged himself in until his mushroom got past her wall and right into the loli's womb, with his mushroom bulging her little stomach. The poor shadow cried out, her sharp toothed mouth opened with her tongue curling out from the bliss.

And thus they released as one, with Naito's seed tainting her dark innards white, and her juices splashing into his stomach, rooster and ballsack, dripping into the floor in a small puddle.

The two panted but stayed connected, but he wasn't done, the shadow noticed with a gasp when he gripped her right asscheek tightly in his hand with a feral grin, "Again?" he asked with a sweet, warm smile.

Her cheeks turned a dark purple, and her eyes shone with merriment when she nodded.

-CASTLEBABES-

Naito looked forward with a deadpan loon on his face, his girly and round behind on Gorgon's back, and a small loli shadow clinging to his body with her naked form clad in a shadow version of the castle's mistress' dress. Cula's shadow was affectionately rubbing her dark cheeks on his, her red eyes closed into happy u-shapes, and her arms around the blond samurai's neck.

"Is this normal?" he asked the arachne.

Gorgon chuckled, "Endure it. The shadow pit from this place is the dark side of others. Due to my mistress defeating her dark self, the shadow hugging you loves you like how my mistress would." Naito blinked in confusion, "However, the shadows are still their own person. They take a form and go wild with it. This one, Shala as I call her, loves my mistress the same way I do, but..."

Shala hugged him tightly, making the boy sigh, "I see. So, since I defeated her, she is this loving of me."

Gorgon chuckled, "To defeat a shadow means to become a full being, at least to them. And since you defeated a shadow under my mistress' command, you should be glad it didn't remain as a boy."

Naito groaned, "Yeah, that'd be more than weird, and disturbing in several parts."

Gorgon laughed merrily, enjoying the honesty this boy had, and finding a small thrill in seeing such an energetically loving side of Shala for the boy. She had yet to properly fight the shota samurai, but she would wait as long as it was needed.

Cula grinned, "Shala... I guess that after all these years, she does deserve a name for herself."

"Mistress, if Shala is a part of you then..." Wilka started.

"Wouldn't that mean you're technically hugging him?" Nia added.

Cula grinned wider, though her cheeks took on a red hue, "I fail to see what you're trying to inquire."

"For her to be in such denial... It's almost cute." Nia commented.

Wilka nodded, "It makes me both want to pinch her cheeks and shout some sense into her."

"S-Silence!" the mistress shouted, her cheeks flaring hotter.

As for Naito and company, they had finally arrived to their destination.

He had to gape at the sight before him. Before him in the middle of the cave was a giant female monster. She put the slime sisters' combined size to shame. Just her laying on her back forced Naito to look up at her.

It was a kraken, with her whole body made of a greasy gray jiggling flesh with blue on some parts. Her head was cone-shaped like a squid's, with a blue fin on each side. Her face was round, with wide buggy eyes covered by a natural black mask, and thick dark blue lips that were stretched forward like a tentacle's sucker. Her body was akin to jelly with how it wiggled. And instead of arms and legs it had two long tentacles acting as limbs on each joint, with blue suckers popping at the air. She rested on a fat behind with asscheeks easily big enough to smother Equidad, the centaur girl couldn't even get close to them and she was part horse. But what forced Naito's eyes up were her massive breasts. They were easily big enough to crush his body between them, and had large blue areolas with hard tips.

The kraken woman chuckled, "Is he my next meal?" she asked with her mouth pushing her lips back and forth as she spoke.

Naito jumped off Gorgon, only his katana drawn this time, "I'm here to face you in battle, so forgive me for ruining your hunger."

The kraken tilted her head, "I see..." her body jiggled, her breasts rippling from her shivers, "You are indeed a meal, then. Such fierce fire... It's always been sailors screaming when it comes to me." She raised her lower tentacles and slammed them on the ground, causing the entire cave to shake violently.

Naito gasped when seeing a large rock fall at him from the ceiling, so he rolled out of its way, only to find one of the kraken's arm-tentacles lashing at him. As quickly as the strike came Naito raised his katana to block it, holding his sword with both hands to keep it from breaking.

Seeing this, the kraken put her arm-tentacles up, clasping the tips with their suckers stuck together, "Oh my... What a wonderful meal. It's also an entertainer!"

Naito scoffed, "I'm not here for a performance. I'm here for a battle!"

The kraken woman chuckled, her massive buttocks nearly slapping from the vibrations of her laugh, "With a blunt weapon?"

Naito gritted his teeth and rushed at her, "Then let me show y-" and he stopped. He couldn't continue. The kraken had raised one tentacle and left it there for Naito to cut. Or the kid would have, had his katana been made with a killer sharp edge, and had the giant squid's body not been made of something entirely different than three fused slimes.

He watched his sword get stuck in the tentacle, unable to be retrieved or moved, and easily captured by the kraken woman's tentacle coiling around it to yank it off the kid's face. Naito sucked in a gasp at the sight, for he had seen his sword sink into his enemy's flesh, but no harm had been done to her.

Cula stared intently at the scene, "Another enemy that can take his blows. This time, Arkana is different. A kraken is only bothered by true piercing power, and even then she is beyond their league..." she reached for a wineglass of blood handed to her by Wilka, "However..."

"However?" Nia asked, holding her own breath at seeing Naito's sword get so easily taken away from him.

Cula grinned, "He still has more tricks. I bet on that."

Naito watched as Arkana raised his sword out of his reach with her right tentacle-arms, while raising left dual tentacle-arms and her leg-tentacles, laughing, "Fire, real blades, anything but blunt weapons and direct strikes will work on me!" She roared when Naito had to roll out of the way of her lashes only to get stung on the chest, leaving a mark, "You were born unlucky, boy! To face me, someone whose body was made to take blunt damage, you're really unlucky! Now get ready to become my meal... Or better yet, my own personal toy!"

And it was at that time, that precise second that Arkana lashed at Naito, that she put her plan in action. Naito jumped away from her tentacle-arms, kicked away one of the leg-tentacles, and dashed away from the other two. In that moment, Arkana swung the boy's own katana to strike him down into unconsciousness. And her trick here was that her remaining leg-tentacle had sneaked around the kid's back for the perfect opening to his back. Then, his defeat would be inevitable!

"Fall to your own blade, samurai!" Arkana laughed when Naito jumped high in the air, right into her leg-tentacle.

Now all she needed was to smash him on the ground, take off his clothes, and... where had he gone?!

"Interesting..." Arkana turned around, seeing Naito behind her with a foot inside pure, absolute darkness, and an arm wrapped around Shala, whose arms were coiled around his neck, "So this is the power one gets for defeating their shadow?" he asked, looking at the dark portal beneath his foot.

Arkana chuckled, "A mere trick you have barely grasped... Intriguing, but not good enough!" She swung the kid's blade at him yet again, but this time Naito was sucked into the shadow beneath his feet, his body falling into pure darkness!

"You are right on one thing..." Arkana gasped when she looked down, finding the samurai with his wakizashi in his right hand, and his free left arm still holding Shala close to his body, "I've grasped this trick just now... But now I'm not fighting alone."

Just on cue, Shala appeared behind Naito, held him by his shoulders and with no effort lifted up the boy. Then, to Arkana's further shock, the shadow girl threw Naito at the kraken woman.

"No problem, I can take whatever you have to dish out, boy!" she cried, but even then she couldn't believe what the kid was doing, setting it all in one risky bet. She raised the kanata and brought it down, too late. Arkana's eyes shuddered along her lips, for just an inch of her right orb was Naito's wakizashi.

The shota samurai smiled, "Even a strike at this distance won't save you considering where my aim is at. Surrender now, please, for I do not wish to hurt you."

Arkana growled and raised the katana once again, "Don't think those pretty words will help you in the sea! Only power will get you far..."

And it was because of those eyes, those damn blue eyes of Naito's staring deeply into hers, that she couldn't continue her sentence. "If you wish to fight me, hone your skills. I'd gladly give you a rematch." The boy said, pulling back and with the brief moment of distraction he retrieved his katana. "If it's power that only gets someone so far, I have to disagree... It's not power, it's one's will to live..."

Arkana felt herself shivering, she dare not look at the dashing boy's eyes, "Whatever the seas did to you doesn't matter." He started while sheathing his sword, "To fight me, that is your choice now, and this is your life. Do as you please."

Arkana watched the boy turn around and about to leave yet again on Gorgon's castle... so why did she shout the next word?

"Wait!" she cried, stopping the samurai dressed as a pirate dead in his tracks, "You bested me and leave me here? Why?"

Wilka smiled, "Because..." she started, knowing what he'd say as she stared through the crystal ball: "I had a good fight."

Nia clapped, "Amazing, you nailed Sword Boy."

Cula grinned, "Indeed... and it seems someone else intends to do so..." she giggled at her own bad joke, eager to see the events unfold.

Naito reached up to Arkana with one hand, expecting his sword to be handed back to him. The kraken woman giggled and did so, but made an effort to spread her leg tentacles. As Naito approached her, a strong smell clogged his nose. His eyes looked at the source, a dark blue womanhood dripping womanly juices.

Before he could make a sound, he found her tentacles wrapping around his body and, considering what he had done all night, he let her do as she pleased. Her leg tentacles took off his pants and boots swiftly, while her arm-tentacles pulled up his shirt.

"Such a good meal: no fear, and no scream... yet." Her stretched lips curled into a smile as she lowered them to the shota. Gorgon watched with her arms crossed and an amused smirk when Naito's lower half of his face was sucked into the squid's blue lips. And Shala tried to reach for the boy upon seeing him return the kiss with his eyes closed and his neck pushing his face further in so Arkana sucked on his lips deeper. The arachne held the shadow back, a smile silently telling the dark being to not ruin the show.

Naito grunted into the kiss as Arkana's suckers clung to his skin. It felt like strong kisses covered his flesh. Tiny lips pulling at his bare form and leaving red marks. In fact, Arkana's very mouth was starting to bruise him. Taking that as a sign to act, Arkana was aboue to pull back until feeling his nimble tongue lick the insides of her mouth. The kraken woman felt her wet slit drip more, for she had no real tongue to speak of since her stretched mouth was practically it.

Arkana pressed the boy into her jiggling flesh, her tentacles wrapping around his limbs and torso, keeping him locked in a slimy and wet cocoon. Seeing that she tried to have complete control, Naito surprised Arkana by sliding an arm out of her tentacles and holding her face, grabbing one cheek to pull her closer for a kiss. The kraken woman's eyes widened as the boy forced her mouth nearly all over his face, then pulled her back to separate their lips and then, to her shock, he licked her lips again, causing her to shiver and her wet heat to rise.

Her entire body jiggled, letting Naito loose against her will. Nia's training had worked once again, in fact... "What're you- Oh! Oooaaahhh!" Naito plunged his face deep into the kraken's folds. The squid woman's mouth opened wider than before, howling as Naito kneeled before her puffy lips and licked them. She quirmed when he bit on her fleshy blue petals, nibbling the flesh and pulling back on it slightly to cause a reaction. Arkana fell to the ground from the unexpected sensations of pain mized with pleasure, her back on the floor.

Naito watched her large mammaries slap each other with an echoing wet sound upon her back's contact with the ground, and then part as gravity pulled them back to allow him to see the squid's flustered face staring at him with teary eyes. Heat rushed through his body to his now aching member, but the nekomata's lessons remained in his head. He found that the kraken's arousal had also gotten to her groin when a shiny blue pearl poked out of her folds. He wasted no time in pressing it between his teeth, listening to Arkana's wild howl of bliss.

Her tentacles wiggled sporadically as Naito wrapped his lips around the bundle of nerves and sucked, making sure to flick his tongue at the giant monster woman's clit. He watched her chest heave, her baps bouncing up and down in circular manners whenever he did good by slurping his way on her love hole. Her entire body was jiggling, like jello, trembling with a force that caused ripples to form on her skin.

He finally pulled back with a line of spittle and her juices connecting the tip of his tongue to her folds. Arkana panted hard, two of her arm-tentacles to her forehead. She slowly raised her head to look at the boy as he stood up, and her eyes widened for she had never guessed a human could possess such a tool. It was hypnotic for the squid woman, making her body move her eyes closer to the pink mushroom ready for attention until she was back on her large buttocks but leaning over the boy with her cone-shaped head shadowing him.

She gulped, "Man's flesh is delicious, but..." she looked at him with glazed eyes.

Naito reached for her cheek, caressing it. This gave Arkana the confidence she needed to lower her face and wrap her blue lips around Naito's tool. The boy had to bite his lower lip at the feeling of such ferocious suction. It was like her suckers, only that it felt more painful and wetter. Her slimy mouth was slobbering him in a strange natural oil, or was it ink? He didn't know, but whatever it was felt sticky, warm, and wonderful all over his shaft.

He had to hold her head with both hands as she pushed her lips to his pelvis to get a complete taste of his entire length. She even sucked in his ballsack, which had Naito's eyes rolled to the back of his head. Her eyes also started to move inside their sockets at the oddly salty yet sweet and bitter taste of the boy's tool.

It was with a wet popping sound that she pulled back, dropplets of his precum hanging on her lips before she sucked them inside to savor the taste with a hum, "That was... a great meal..." she nearly purred, wrapping her limbs around him. "I desire the main course, though."

Naito let her once again and moved his hands to her large stomach, leaning over her large body and knowing he'd be pressed on every square inch of it. Arkana's eyes said so. She stared at him and her mind went wild. She wanted him crushed in her massive breasts, using each mammary to rub his entire body on them with his shaft pressed on her lips and his mouth on her large nipples so he could treat them like he did her jewel. Her tentacles would them lift him up in the air so he shot his load all over her chest.

She also desired to be flat on her face with Naito crushed against a pillar or a wall, his body squished, nay, crushed by her gigantic bottom. he wanted his entire body to be sucked into her flesh as she slammed herself rhythmically on him, causing his Devil Slayer to pound her anus mercilessly. Her tight ring of muscle would suck him deeper and deeper into her back entrance in the morbid mating ritual.

But right now she desired him in her womanhood to make her feel complete, full, and loved. Naito gripped her flesh tightly and impaled her on his shaft. Before, his skilled mouth made the kraken woman howl, but to have her insides crushed, spread, and pierced at the same time by a rod of meat that was shaping her to fit him perfectly inside all the way to her womb caused her resulting roar to shake the entire cave.

Naito sighed in delight, feeling her legs coil around his waist and her arms pull his torso closer to her body. Due to her body being that of a squid's, with no real bones, Arkana was able to press her enormous chest flesh pounds on Naito's face. The kid eagerly opened his mouth and took in one of her hard nipples, sucking on the large blue flesh until his mouth was full.

And then he moved deeper, rolling his hips against Arkana's caused his rod to stir her fleshy walls. She shivered, pressing Naito further into her breast until his face sunk into it. He grinned and continued burrying himself deeper and deeper into Arkana, making sure to make the kraken woman enjoy this meal.

Gorgon grinned, holding Shala from behind with one hand's fingers expertly sliding in and out of the shadow's womanhood while her modest breasts were pressed on the dark being's back, "Such desire to lay claim to those he fights... he is becoming more and more like the mistress... or perhaps something more..." She grinned at the possibilities before her other hand went to Shala's chest to pull a nipple, causing the shadow to squeal at her purple bud's delicious torture. "You shouldn't interfere with this, little one, even if you're part of my mistress."

The shadow could only moan.

-CASTLEBABES-

Once pulling himself out of a satisfied kraken, Naito put his clothes back on with a pant, and watched the tired giant sea monster breathing heavily with her mounds parted and bouncing up and down with her breaths. He could see that they had been quite energetic since his seed slowly oozed out of her slit.

With his pants back on, his swords at his side, and his shirt in place the shota samurai walked around in order to find his shadow and spider companions. He would have found the tiny shadow girl pressed on the arachne's back, being pleasured by Gorgon's right hand making slick noises out of Shala's tight cunny while the spider's left hand groped the shadow's cutting board chest, pressing her tightly on her bigger yet still small flesh pounds.

He walked around the cave searching for them, not once guiding himself by Shala's panting due to the squid woman's snoring making either the spider or the shadow hard to locate. Naito had been pulled into the kraken woman's body, unaware of where his companions were. Even more unfortunately for him his sense of direction worked against him since all he would have needed to find them was to look to his side.

Alas, here he was, looking for them and getting farther from the girls in doing so. His goddess of light was one who enjoyed the kindness that her heroes were given, but Cula's goddess of darkness was far more playful. Even the goddess of death enjoyed the thrills of the heroes roaming in paths that would welcome her appearance. But all three deities were shotacons, so he could count himself lucky while each made mad love to their respective under-aged lover.

It wasn't soon before Naito fell into a trap with a loud "Ngwwwwwooooohhhh!!!" and his blood going to his head, fast. He was upside down, his right ankle tied by something strong, warm, and... slimy, "What...?" he asked slowly, but the not-rope that held him up let some goo fall on his face. After groaning, he blew it away the best he could to find out that it was, to his dismay, saliva.

"Got ya good!"

He looked down and found, "A frog?" he asked disbelievingly and metaphorically on his toes at the, admittedly, cute creature before him.

What put him on edge was her appearance. It wasn't the fact he was looking at an humanoid frog girl with short blonde hair in a mop, wide amber amphibian eyes, a large and wide mouth twisted in a grin, a very skinny complexion that made her white underbelly show a bit of her ribs, or the mucus that covered her green skin and gave her a shimmering and slick appearance. What called his attention was the white loincloth she had, the black vest that was traditional of female ninjas, as in kunoichis, and the danto dagger strapped on the back of her waist over a round and peach-shaped but petite behind. In fact, she had to be about the same size as Shala, but looked more devilish.

"Samurais like you enjoy walking around." She started, "But they're never good enough for the mighty Keru!"

He groaned, "Ninjas like you love to hide and set traps instead of fighting head on. At least Nia fought me face to face."

Keru narrowed her eyes, "Oi, Sword Boy, I caught you fair and square. As for Lady Nia, she does things her way and I do things mine. Besides, I am going to win Mistress Cula's affection one way or another."

She let him fall, and Naito's face greeted the rocky ground with a dull echo that barely paused Gorgon's fingers coated in shadow female juices from sliding in and out of Shala's mouth, barely. As the shadow loli continued to be petted by the spider girl, Naito got pulled back up with a grunt and was now face to face with the grinning Keru. He was still upside-down, and could see her round face being devilishly amused and, admittedly, cute.

"Wanna do this the hard way, samurai?" she asked, despite having her long tongue out she didn't have any problems speaking clearly.

"Heed my words, kunoichi, a samurai never- Whoa!" and up he went yet again, passed by a curved stalactite that served to help Keru's tongue hang him, and was slammed face-first on the ground, "Ugh..." he felt his head spinning.

She smirked and pulled him closer, drawing out her dagger, "It has been fun, and I'll admit you're cute, but Cula's way cuter and far more charming." She pulled him up with a hand on his collar and grinned widely, "Sorry for this." She rammed the pummel of her dagger on his head, watching his head bounce back from the strike, "Have some sweet dreams, N-"

Her words died in her throat when the boy grabbed her shoulders, glared at her with enough ferocity to make her break into a cold sweat, and slammed his forehead on hers. Keru fell down like a sack of rocks, and barely moaned from the head-butt that numbed her mind momentarily.

Naito untied his ankle from her tongue and spoke up, "You're a really good trapper, but I'm a samurai. You don't want to get close to me with tricks."

She grunted, "Fine then, I'll show you tricks." She flipped backwards and reached into her vest - making Naito blush at seeing a dark green nub that was her nip - and pulled out some shurikens. She threw the star-shaped bladed weapons at the shota, who didn't blink. A second later and the throwing stars were on the ground, split in two behind the samurai who had his katana drawn.

Keru clenched her jaw, and lashed her tongue at him, catching his sword arm. She grinned and pulled him, only to widen her eyes when he gripped her tongue with his other hand and yanked her forward, "What?!" she asked before another yank lifted her off her feet and straight at the blond boy. She grunted and tried to use her dagger, but before she could swing it the young swordsman raised one foot and kicked it off, causing her eyes to nearly pop out of their sockets.

And that's when she slammed into him, with his strong arms holding her in a lock and her flat chest pressed on his fit and strong frame. "I got you now." He said with strong eyes.

Keru stared, unable to make a sound with the mad beating of her heart reaching her throat and her eyes glazing over the manly looking samurai... Ok, her mistress had someone who was as charming and cute. But she'd never admit it to this handsome sword boy.

Cula grinned in her throne at the sight, "Keru, Keru, Keru... You are a sweet and crafty child, but you never pondered on fighting and facing your problems face first... Fufufu... Naito, you're really something forcing a girl towards you."

Wilka sniggered, "I could say the same about someone..."

Cula flushed, "N-Not a word!"

Nia giggled, "But you're so fun, mistress! Just tell him you-"

"Not a word!" the vampiress cried again, but the tiny tears that threatened to leave her eyes took any intimidation out of her embarrassed self.

Naito sighed at the girl in his arms and let her go, "I should look for my companions." He said and swiftly turned around, only stopped by the webbed hands on his shoulder.

"Wait!" Keru cried, pulling his confused self around to stare at her wide amber eyes, "You, I mean, we..."

He grabbed her wrist but didn't force her to let him go, "Listen, I have to look for my companions and find my way around here. We can end this battle later but-" Keru puffed her cheeks, inflating them like balloons. It made her look oddly cuter.

"I'm serious." She breathed out without her voice contorting despite the air leaving her inflated cheeks, "You won, ok? And you don't want to be lost, right?" He nodded, trying to see her point. Her webbed foot kicked a pebble as she looked down, "So, uh, I was thinking I could... help... you..." she hated how meek her voice came out.

"If you know your way around, I'll be in your debt." He said calmly, like their fight never happened.

She nearly leapt at those words, "Great, because I got some shortcuts!" She pulled him by the wrist to what looked like a puddle, and jumped in, dragging the surprised samurai after her. His eyes widened when their bodies sunk into the water and, to his surprise, the two of them were in an underwater tunnel lit by strange glowing seaweed. But none of that changed the fact that they were underwater, and he needed air. He tried to reach out to get a deeper breath of air, and the frog girl took her chance to boldly kiss him.

At this time Naito asked himself why he was even surprised despite his wide eyes. He could see her smirk, and her cheeks puff again. Through their lip lock air, fresh oxygen, slipped into his mouth and he eagerly sucked in. Keru's webbed toes curled as she kept her lips pressed on Naito's and let him suck her air. Her feet started to move them through the tunnel at the slowest pace she could go within reason. She shuddered at feeling his warm hands on her sides for support, and his fingertips caressed her mucus-coated flesh pleasurably. She held his head with one hand to keep him breathing and kissing, while her other pulled them through the water as her feet impulse them.

It took a while, even with Naito kicking along her, but they finally made it out with their heads out of the water and the samurai quickly pulling away with an embarrassingly long line of saliva connecting their mouths. He took deep breaths and stared at the frog girl with confused eyes.

"Was that really necessary?" He asked between breaths.

Keru giggled, "Of course it was, silly. Otherwise I wouldn't have pulled you through."

He sighed, knowing he'd do that a lot, "Then where are we?"

He asked that, but Keru swam closer to him. Naito raised a brow as she inched closer, pushing him backwards against the shore until only his feet remained in the water and her body rested on top of his with her wide smile spreading more and more.

"As a kunoichi I was thought to use what I have to get what I want. For the mistress I enjoyed setting traps for fools, and got a few laughs out of anyone who defied her. But you..." she trailed her slick finger from his bellybutton to his chin, "made me feel tingly in the good way. I must say, either you're really thick or really brave. And..." she giggled, "the reason I wanted to be a kunoichi was because I always had this dream. Call it a fantasy but I always wanted to find myself a good samurai that was strong, catch him with my traps and have my fun..."

He grinned back at her, "But I won."

She grinned wider, hands on his chest to slowly open his shirt, "Are you sure?" she asked melodically.

Well, he may as well enjoy this weird trap.

Naito let Keru's eager fingers run up and down his chest once his shirt was off. Her digits were ticklish with the mucus that coated all frogs naturally. It also felt good, like a massage oil. Keru grinned at the sight of the soothed samurai between her legs and at her mercy while her already wet loincloth got wetter just by being pressed on his warm lap. She gasped upon feeling his warm hands snake up her arms and to her shoulders, and nearly mewled when he helped move her vest's shoulders and slide them off. With a wider grin she started to unbuckle his pants as her vest fell down her back and his hands worked on her loincloth.

Keru gasped in surprise and a jolt of bliss when Naito's rod flopped out and slapped her already right thigh. She then had a wicked grin and turned around, with her buttocks hovering over Naito's face and her face over his tool. He needn't be a genius to know what she wanted and grabbed her asscheeks with one hand, guiding her velvety and slick olive green slit to his face and other hand. Keru chuckle perversely as she gripped his tool with one hand and let her long pink tongue flop out into the boy's lap.

Naito slid in two fingers to her already wet snatch, coating them in her juices as he explored her entrance with his hands. He opened and closed his fingers like scissors, looking for all the sweet spots he should touch more often. His fingers slid in and out as he did so, keeping a steady rhythm as they pumped into her. Keru groaned at the feeling of his skilled hands doing their job and wrapped her webbed and mucus-coated hands on his shaft. Naito gave a low pant in appreciation before inching his face closer to her entrance. His fingers still kept pumping in and out of her wet and tight slit, making sure to rub gis fingertips on any place he found made her shiver more. He finally closed the distance and kissed her pussy. Keru would have been able to handle it and keep on giving him a delicious handy, but her eyes rolled backwards at the odd way he put his mouth on her womanhood.

His lips were pressed on her folds, he was sucking her nectar, and he did so at a steady pace. Not once did he accelerate the delicious process of bringing her closer to her release. In fact, it was when she shuddered that he ever stopped, not even pulling out his fingers. His tongue which lapped and spooned the nectar in her pussy would stop its licking, and his lips that diligently sucked on her green petals while also making sure to brush on her pearl would also ease down on their pleasuring of her slit. It was with a growl that Keru gripped Naito's tool so tighly he hissed in a mixture of pain and bliss. She turned around to face him, grinned wider, and pressed her alread aching womanhood against his shaft.

The blond groaned as he could feel the girl's juices mixed with her slime coating his tool. Her velvety green folds rubbed on his meat, and she was more than glad to raise up her hips just to coat him more with her juices. Naito moaned when her slit's lips tickled and sucked on his mushroom for a bit, before she slid them down the lower side of his shaft. He shuddered but wasn't letting her have the advantage. He put a hand on each of her hips and admired her thin frame more with a grin of his own. She flicked out her tongue to lick her lips and leaned down. Naito tilted his head up while his hands guided the girl's entrance to his rod. She clashed her lips with his, and Naito fought back the urge to shudder when her slimy appendage caressed his lips. He willingly let her explore his mouth when he pushed into her womanhood. Keru gripped his shoulders tightly, and if it weren't for her fingers lacking nails like a normal frog's he'd be bleeding.

Naito could hear loud and clear the wet squelching sound of his meat penetrating the girl, made guiltily pleasurable by the way her walls coiled around him, almost like he was in a vortex of slime, rolling all around him with a velvety feeling akin to flesh over every square inch of his rooster. Keru cried into the kiss, but Naito's right hand on her hair to pet her mane and keep her eyes on his calmed her. He used his thumb to wipe a tear, but was surprised to not find blood. She showed him why that was upon spreading her legs as far as she could, getting him in deeper and connecting their groins flatly. It seemed that her kunoichi training made her really flexible and ended with her hymen.

They pulled back, and through thick lines of saliva that connected their mouths one could see her tongue loosening its coils around the blond shota's. She panted and stared at him while he carefully petted her hair. She grunted, feeling this helpless before him didn't help her ego. So she raised her hips and slammed herself all the way in, getting her pelvis to meet his in the wettest slap of flesh on flesh to be heard since he was in that castle. Keru's eyes easily went to the back of her head, and something flipped inside of Naito.

The frog girl gasped when her lover rolled them around so she was on her back, he stood on top of her before claiming her lips, and held her hips. He raised her waist off the ground and held her there in the air with his fingers sinking oh so deliciously on her rear. Their skin felt sticky as his warm digits were sucked into her asscheeks, but her mucus-coated skin made it easy for him to rub her buns up and down and even in circles. His hands massaged and fondled her rear flesh, and she was more than content if the happy moan into their kiss was any indication.

But Naito wasn't done with that, far from it. The kid rammed the frog girl all the way into his tool and made her mewl on the kiss with her large amber eyes rolling to the back of her head. Naito then pulled back and slammed himself all the way back in with another meaty slap. This time Keru pulled back with her tongue flicking out to allow her loud and guttural cry of ecstasy be heard in all of the castle as she was being filled and had her womb smothered by the boy's pink mushroom.

Keru grunted, "L-Let me taste... more of you..." she reached for his head with her hands, pulling herself close, and she was happy to found his lips already parted and his tongue ready for hers. Their oral muscles met yet again in a feverish battle that she willingly surrendered to. Her long appendage easily rolled all around the kid's oral muscle. He made sure to keep her face pressed on his, their lips remaining hungrily together as Naito's hips worked on a faster pace with each thrust, making sure to pull back until just his mushroom remained in and then putting the entirety of his rooster deep into the frog girl.

She wouldn't be able to take it much longer, she knew it.

So, in a desperate attempt to save her ego, she pushed him back, albeit reluctantly. At first Naito was surprised when she pulled herself out of their hip-smacking, and faced him. She panted, but gave him a wide and sultry smile from which her tongue flopped out, fell to his groin and, to his surprise and pleasure, coiled around his rooster.

Naito watched in incredulity as her tongue wrapped over every inch of his shaft, making sure to create a nice and warm cocoon of pink muscle and mucus all over it. Her eyes brightened at seeing and hearing him moan upon moving her tongue up, rubbing him like her hand would had his mouth and fingers not been too skilled for her to handle. She giggled as she sped up her tonguejob, making squelching noises the more speed she put into it. The warmth of the friction was getting to Naito, while his taste made Keru want to shove the flesh popsicle right in her mouth... in fact.

"Whoa!" Naito cried as the tongue-cocoon and thus his entire rooster was pulled into Keru's big mouth. And then with her lips forming a perfect seal all over his girth, she sucked.

Naito panted and fell back into a seated position, watching her gulp his seed. "Tasty." she moaned.

He grinned and pushed her down. "My turn." he lined his mushroom with her slit and once again an insane warmth coursed through Keru. This time her entire body felt like it had been set on fire, and she loved it when Naito once again held her by her buttocks and started to smack their hips together.

Cula watched this with a smile, "She did good in pleasuring him, but even with that a Devil Slayer cannot be easily satisfied."

Nia grinned, "So it means even Keru's tongue will be tired."

Wilka snapped her fingers, "Dang it, now I owe you five gold, kitten."

Cula smiled as Naito pinned Keru on her back and started to really pound her, making the green girl let out croaks in bliss.

Naito groaned as he held the green cheeks of Keru beneath him, pulling her hips a good two feet off the ground to ram himself deep into the frog girl's core and hit her sweet, sweet honeymaker. Keru responded by moaning out throatily and rolling her eyes backwards, unable to see her tongue dangling and slapping her face wetly. She cried out and instinctively locked her legs tighter and tighter around his waist to pull him closer. She forced all her willpower to get herself up, wrap her arouns around his neck, and enjoy the way his rooster pummeled her insides.

Keru locked eyes with Naito and pulled herself closer with her lips puckered and her tongue swirling in her mouth. Naito inched closer to receive a green foot on his face.

It took him the hard landing to realize he had been kicked by a webbed foot that wasn't Keru's, but another girl's, "Keru, you dirty frog, how dare you squirm like the worm you are and steal my chance to earn Mistress Cula's respect?!"

Keru, whose thighs dripped some of her juices mixed with Naito's cream, bolted to her feet with an enraged expression, "Kara, you filthy turtle, I was having the time of my life with a warrior you'd never be able to compare to! And what're you saying about Mistress Cula, you dirty kappa?!"

Naito watched olive green skin with a smooth texture coated in a thin sheet of water, darker green hair done in a chin-length bob, amber eyes, and a turtle tail over a petite behind identical to Keru's. In fact, he'd say this girl was Keru's sister if not for the fact her skin was all green, her face had sharper features, she possessed long and pointy ears, had thick circular glasses, and wore a black kunoichi outfit.

Bodywise, this girl was a loli through and through like Keru, Shala, Casa and Cula herself with a sleeveless gi, its skirt so short he could see her funidoshi unable to hide her round asscheeks. The odd thing about the gi was that it somehow managed to have a turtle shirt on her back on top of it, making him wonder how the cloth worked since he could see the outline of her chest pounds through the rather ample cleavage and no shell covering said mounds of flesh. And on top of her head was a white plate, showing that she was a kappa like legends said.

Keru and the now identified Kara locked glares, slamming one cheek of their faces against the other to keep their glaring and attempt to push the other back to no avail. Naito was surprised since Keru had been wobbly in their love making, so this Kara girl must be a real thorn on her slimy green behind to get her so fired up.

"Take that back, you slimy frog!"

"It's mucus, you turtle kunoichi wannabe!"

"At least I know how true kunoichi fights like Lady Nia!"

"But I'm still smarter and stronger like Lady Gorgon!"

"Twit!"

"Dweeb!"

Now they got to the face-stretching by pulling the other's cheeks with tiny tears in their eyes and their glares still locked hatefully. Naito held back a sigh at such a sight and wondered how Cula could handle such servants, and if Kami was laughing at such a thing in one of her rare rests from mounting her shota lover as the goddess of light she was, just to amuse herself.

The two jumped back and got into fighting stances with their bare hands, Keru leaping like the frog she was and Kara taking a more defensive approach like the turtle... kappa she was. The samurai gulped when he saw Keru stretch her leg and show her slit, opening the tight snatch and letting some of their mixed juices slowly drip out while Kara countered the kick with one of her own. Their shins collided and they stepped back, but not without Kara giving him a view of her funidoshi and how tightly it hug her folds to show their outline.

Continuing their battle, the two kept trading blows that didn't connect or they countered instantaneously while showing off their petite forms and curvaceous if underdeveloped man-charmers. The blonde frog and greenette kappa danced around, Keru leaping and flipping in the air or the ground to deliver swift strikes and Kara parrying them and keeping her ground before countering. Their styles were very similar, almost as if...

"Lady Nia may have taught you too, frog! But I'm still the best!" Yeah, Kara confirmed that Nia herself took them under her proverbial wing.

Keru gritted her teeth, "I've always been a way faster learner than you, turtle! We may have trained at the same time, but I always surpass you!"

"Liar, all you managed to do was cheat to try to get to my level!"

"Who's lying?! Because you're the one who can't keep up with me!"

"You slept with a man you were supposed to beat for our mistress!"

"And he's a finer warrior than you and I could ever hope to be!"

Naito sweated, "Please don't bring me into this."

Kara and Keru were arm-locked, holding the other's shoulder and heating their glares more and more, "What do you mean better than us?" Kara growled, "You'd be dead before admitting the truth of how superior I am to you, and only Lady Nia, Lady Gorgon and Lady Wilka hold such respect from you, second to the devotion you have for Mistress Cula, even if it is still below the admiration I have for our mistress."

Keru grinned cockily, her golden bangs shimmering like her eyes, "It's because I know he is a greater warrior than we could be combined. And he's a great lover to booth. In fact, I bet you that he could please all our ladies at the same time and still be able to satisfy Mistress Cula herself. He is that much better than you... And I still love our mistress more than you."

The two stepped back away from the other, Kara gripped her gi, "Fine then!" and ripped it off, "I'll show you, dirty frog! I am a far better woman than you could ever be!" she said while pressing her flat chest and dark green nips on Keru's, who growled and slapped her groin to hers, the funidoshi getting stained by frog juices and man cream.

"I bet he'll have you moaning and melting before you can blink. In fact, I bet you everything that I can last longer with him than you even after our fight."

"You wish! But fine, the loser has to do what the winner wishes." Kara said with a sultry smirk and licked Keru's cheek.

Keru returned the favor by groping Kara's right asscheek with her hand, "I'll have my fun out of you, turtle pest. But back up your words with something more than promises your mouth and legs can't keep, literally."

"You can be outdone by one touch from our mistress, a man will be all too easy for someone like me if you gave in so easily to him."

Naito was confused, but either way didn't give it much thought. If the summary was that he'd be double taken by a duo of a kappa and frog girls he didn't have much to complain about... and he still had a lot of pent up energy due to their fighting and the fact he couldn't finish what he started with Keru.

In fact...

Kara gasped when the samurai grasped her shoulders and turned her around, "For starters. I am Kaminari Naito, and your kick hurt. I won't hold back here."

Keru and Kara felt their knees wobble at his determined and dominant stare. He was mad, yes, but he was also in heat like them. Subconsciously the girls reached for the other's hand to hold, knowing Naito had a lot to let out.

Cula giggled cutely at the sight, "So stubborn those two, perhaps Naito can finally get them to make up and kiss once and for all..."

Wilka and Nia giggled, "I know, I trained them together to hook them up... Ugh, they really need to let it out and get a room."

Barking in laughter, Wilka agreed, "I'm part of a betting pool of when they'd confess, maybe this means I win after all, Nia."

The nekomata gave a tired stare, "They have to say the words I love you, meaning that if it happens tonight, you win. But if not..." she giggled and rubbed a furry asscheek, "You know you're mine."

Wilka held a rosy cat buttock, "I can't wait."

Cula giggled and returned to see the kunoichis, and Gorgon with Shala playing with the loli shadow's body, "I can't wait either..." she really needed some action soon.

Naito moaned in delight with his back on a rock and his hardening shaft pulsing up to full mast between Keru's long tongue coiling playfully around it and Kara's equally nimble oral muscle lapping at his ballsack. The young samurai had a hand on each of their heads, resting but letting them pleasure him after pouring enough of his seed into them to the point he could almost see it leak behind their loli backsides. Keru had a pleased smile on her froggy face while Kara looked more serene.

They pulled back and looked at each other, a mild blush on their green cheeks before Kara noticed some seed on Keru's cheek and licked it. Giggling, Keru pecked her rival on the lips and deepened it. Naito watched the frog girl's tongue coiled around the kappa's as they pulled back, untangling while they turned at him with small smiles of their own. The two amphibian girls sat on his thighs, each smothering his legs with their round backsides, rubbing their slits into his legs. He flinched a bit at the wetness of their nectar, and was surprised no more of his seed leaked out. He wondered if their bodies had grown so fond of it they just drained whatever they had all the way in.

That's when Keru went down and kissed one of his nipples, making him gasp at the odd feeling. The frog girl then giggled perversely and started to fondle it with her long tongue, making him see how it swirled around his bud. Even if strong, his built was kind of girly, to his dismay. It should have not come as any surprise that the other bisexual amphibian girl went to his other nipple and started to suck on it with a smirk. She pulled on it with her teeth, making him hiss.

Deciding he wouldn't let them have the upper hand after dominating them to get some much needed control of the situation, his hands slid to their backsides. Both girls gasped when his thumbs slid down their asscracks and into their tight rings of muscle. Keru smashed her face flat on his chest, her mouth making incoherent bumbling noises as she moaned into him. Kara grunted with gritted teeth and rested her face on his shoulder, panting hard while wrapping her arms as tightly as possible against his torso, pushing her chest on his.

Once both were reminded of who was calling the shots, both lolis smiled at the blond and got up. Keru eagerly put her back on the ground with her legs widely spread, showing true kunoichi training in her flexibility. Meanwhile, Kara had a larger smile and went over to her fellow kunoichi and student under Nia, and stood over her on all fours. The frog girl smiled and slid her hands on her rival's shell, pushing her down until their nipples touched and rubbed nicely against each other's. The kappa moaned and glared at the other kunoichi with a very cute pout and, with red cheeks, slid her hands on the other amphibian's shoulders to pull herself for a kiss.

As they locked their mouths hotly, they wiggled their backsides to the blond samurai, who had gotten up the same time they did and stood up before them with a hand on Kara's asscheeks. The kappa moaned as he caressed her backside, which Keru used to slobber her lips some more and suck the other green girl's tongue into her mouth, guiding her for some needed fun. Then the frog girl moaned, letting her mouth wide open along her rival to let out loud moans that echoed in the cave and caught the attention of a certain arachne playing with a loli shadow, as well as something else.

The reason both moaned was because Naito pressed their tiny slits together, seeing their petals slick with moisture, inviting him to do what he needed for relief. He gropped both their hips with his hands the best he could, and slid his rod in between the flesh petal sandwich. This caused their eyes to roll to the back of their head as his mushroom passed between their pearls, flicking them before being smothered in their flast stomachs. His pelvis smacked on Kara's backside while his ballsack tapped Keru's. His rod was snugly pressed in two sets of wet lavia, making him hiss at the slick pleasure that enveloped him.

This was the image Cula got to see before Wilka started to work on her part of the bet. Nia herself was on the floor, a hand on the werewolf girl's furry head while said wolf girl worked her long tongue into taking long, loving laps of the feline girl's snatch. Said nekomata had to bite her lower lip to avoid giving the now smug looking Wilka any satisfaction.

"You know you want to cry my name, pussy..." she teased before flicking the tiny nub.

Nia hissed in bliss, "You wish, my purr-pretty." she locked her thighs around the wolf's head and bucked her hips, while Wilka grabbed them in her hands and dug her muzzle deeper.

Cula smiled at the sight, "I never thought you'd get along considering your species."

Wilka smiled while lapping, "It's because... Slurrrppp... I respect strength... Flick... And pussy's got it..."

Nia blushed but smiled cutely, "You sure... Oah... know how to make me feel... Ah! Girly..."

Cula stared at the rivals sharing a man, smirking, "Naito, you sure change things around here. Fufufufu... If this is the first change, then I wonder... What will happen with the other resident of those caves?"

As she said that, something slithered in the shadows around the boy and the green girls, making him grit his teeth as he was near his release along the girls.

And before Keru or Kara felt his seeds, the exact moment both cried in each other's arms with pure and utter joy, love and pleasure, Naito was pulled back with his mighty rod spraying its seed over them. He cursed for not having his sword and tried to swat away his attacker, only to have her mouth wrap around his tool in a deadly vice grip with her lips, forming a ring that didn't let any of his milk escape, and started sucking.

Naito cried in both pain and pleasure mixed on the exact same levels. This new enemy was sucking him dry, using a suction so powerful he felt his prick about to fall off.

There was a low cackle as the figure slithered back and showed herself. She was petite like Keru and Kara, but he could see wide hips from a plumper behind that while not that big would still be able to be cupped in both hands, if nothing else. He could also make the shape of breasts about the size of half-apples, and gold messy locks falling around her head. But he could only make a few features because the figure was coated, yet they were enough.

Her body was beneath a large black cloak with a hood covering her face, which let a front braid hang in front of her small chest flesh pounds. Her hands were green and covered in smooth looking scales, like a serpent with silk for skin while still having that rough look on it. Her fingers ended in sharp black claws. Beneath her hood he could see glowing amber eyes with slit pupils, and a thin and long serpentine tongue flickering to lick the whiteness of his seed off one side of her face. Her only weapon of choice seemed to be a wooden staff she held in both hands.

But what stood out the most was that instead of legs she had a long tail twice her body's length. It was like her legs had been fused and enlongated into a snake's tail. No, it was in fact a snake's tail what he was seeing coil around the frog and kappa girls while she opened her mouth in the shadows to show some of his seed. She moved it around and then swallowed it with a tight-lipped smile.

Meanwhile, the exhausted Keru and Kara seemed to be at this snake girl's mercy.

And he was naked and without a weapon.

Well, he had had far more unfair odds before, he may as well try.

"Release them at once." Were Naito's first words while Keru and Kara wiggled to get free to no avail on the snake girl's tail.

Her tongue flicked, "Delicious." she said simply in an odd monotone, "Human. Devil. Hybrid. Seed. Delicious."

Keru cried out with tears rolling down her cheeks, "Aracia, let us go!"

Kara screamed, "You over-sized reptile, stop harass- ack!"

Both girls cried when the now recognized Aracia tightened her tail around them. A hand went to her hood and pulled it off, showing a round face with no nose, just two slits flaring as her nostrils, and a lipless smile. She looked quite cute, but the smile she had made the naked samurai wary.

"Silence." She said and turned to him, "Studying." her staff was aimed at him, "Need. Sample." Naito watched fire catch on the tip of her staff, and swiftly rolled to the side in order to avoid a fireball thrown at him while Aracia's eyes scanned his movements, "Speed. Outstanding. Reflexes. Studying."

Her staff cackled with lightning and Naito heard a thunder clap above his head. He dashed backwards with his head leaning back too, avoiding getting extra crispy after all the sweat and water that covered him. Aracia smiled more and then, to his shock, slammed Keru and Kara on the ground. She raised them and watched the two girls gasp and try to control their tears with a sadistic smile.

"Stop! Why're you hurting them?!" he shouted, not liking her one bit.

Aracia tilted her head to the side, "Studying. Important. Nuisances. Unneeded. Amphibians." she smirked cruelly, "Playthings."

"So you're nothing but a bully." he said through gritted teeth.

Her smirk widened, "Bully. No. Sadist. Definitely."

She then threw both girls at him, Naito swiftly jumping at the kappa and frog girls and catching them in his arms. As he did so, he felt and odd chill, and when his feet hit the ground he found it hard to move them. Aracia smirked, her staff's tip coated in ice, while his feet were trapped in large chunks of frozen water.

Keru sniffed, "Stop it... Stop it you... you witch!"

Kara growled, "Let... Let Keru go!" Both frog and snake girls widened their eyes at that while the kappa failed to hold back tears, "I finally got to kiss her, so stop bothering her."

Aracia's smile returned with a vengeance, "Fun. Cute." she giggled and raised her staff. "Love? Laughable. Species. Incompatible."

That was when a crack was heard, and she was face to face with red demonic eyes, "What is laughable?" Naito asked in his devil form, his bone horns making Aracia know she had trouble.

She lashed her tail at him like a whip, hoping to hit his sides and deal massive damage. She did, watching as her scaly appendage not only left a mark but even drew blood. Her smirk widened... and died when the wound closed, his arms wrapped around her tail, and the boy lifted and threw her body on the floor.

Aracia gasped and got back up, slitering away, "P-Pain... Too... Much..." she growled and aimed her staff at him, "Studies. Ending." Lightning crackled on her staff and shot at the devil hybrid.

The shota samurai stood where he was, and took the hit full force, without even flinching. Aracia's jaw fell down, "Sorry, but my mother is a special kind of devil." He started, walking to her and cracking his knuckles, "It's only when I access her blood that I can fully use her power."

She watched lightning sparks floating around his fists, and before she knew it a flash of pure energy appeared where he was, briefly blinding her for the seconds needed for her to see he was there no more, but in front of her. His horns acted like lightning rods, drawing the electricity she shot to his body. She gulped when his right fist reared back and swung directly at her, sailing directly to her face. Her scaly body grew colder than usual, and she could feel actual sweat building over her scales.

Yet, his fist remained inches from her face, frozen in the air, "D-Data... Inconclusive." She breathed out, "Strike... Unfinished. Logic. None."

He grabbed her chin and turned her head to the two amphibian girls, "You will apologize to them." He said firmly, "I was holding back before, so don't make me find a good reason to hit you."

Aracia bit her lower lip and grunted at the two shocked green girls, "A... Apologies..." she lowered her eyes, trembling at the humiliation of being controlled. But when he turned to face her, something odd happened.

"That's better, and if you ever try to hurt them again, I will make you pay." he said in an authoritarian tone that made the tiny slit between her tail and torso drip slightly. His touch was firm, his body strong, his power... beyond her standards, and... his dominance was intoxicating for the self-proclaimed sadist.

Naito watched her face grow red on the cheeks as her half-lidded eyes studied his naked form. He bit back a growl when her hungering look drew his mini-Naito up to attention, which drew her eyes to said tool.

To the amphibian girls' shock, Aracia opened her cloak and let it fall, showing a white underbelly with matching half-apple sized breasts, inverted lime green nips with a matching slit, and her juices dripping eagerly as her tongue slid out. Kara gulped, her kappa instincts telling her to be away of her bully, but... Keru's hand started to slide between her thighs.

"You know..." the frog girl started, "You were... really amazing protecting me..."

Naito watched the green girls kiss, just when his shaft felt Aracia's tongue slither around it. It coiled in a spiral around his thick shaft, taking every inch and enveloping it in a nice nimble cocoon of reptile saliva. He watched and winced at the sight of two long and sharp fangs as she pulled him into her mouth. He flinched when they tickled his rooster, but she made sure to not puncture his skin after he let her do that. Aracia's eyes looked at his gleefully with her tight lips forming another ring on his tool.

Having his warm hand on her head and the visage of power in front of her, Aracia moved her head down all the way until her flat nose met his pelvis and her scaly chin tickled his ballsack with an oddly rough yet also soft feeling he could get used to. Holding her head firmer, he guided her back and then forward into his groin, groaning at the delicious feeling of her tongue coiling and pumping his meat rod. She slid her oral muscle up and down in rhythm to his slow but steadily quicker thrusts into her mouth all the way until he hit her throat.

Meanwhile, Keru and Kara were face to face, their legs wrapped around the other's waist, and their sexes tightly pressed together. The kappa girl hissed as she rubbed her bud against the frog's, who had her tongue hanging out while shutting her eyes from the bliss in an attempt to not scream in bliss. They scissored the other energetically, feeling Naito's seed slip between their sexes and smearing the whitness on their slits. Kara bit back a husky moan when Keru grabbed her by the elbows to pull her and their snatches closer, so she gropped the frog's elbows and bucked her hips harder into the friction.

This made Keru and Kara look into each other's eyes and moan what they never dared to tell the other, "I... Damn it, you stupid frog, I love you."

Keru grinned cheekily as she wrapped her arms around Kara's torso to press their nipples together, "Same to you, shell brain. I love you."

With that confession, Wilka pulled her tongue out of Nia, stood to her full height, and smirked at the sheepish cat girl, "Oh... Well, they kissed without saying th-"

"I bet they would confess with those words, so get licking." Wilka said cheekily.

Nia returned the smile and grabbed handfuls of furry asscheeks, "Fine, I was feeling peckish for a little wolf meat."

Wilka moaned loudly when Nia's teeth nibbled her clit in a deliciously painful manner that rocked her nerves with pleasure.

Cula sighed, "Naito, please hurry up. I'm feeling lonely."

Aracia for her part enjoyed herself. Due to being a snake girl her throat easily fit and swallowed Naito's meat, letting it slide in and out without the need for air. She kept her eyes locked with his red ones, finding the way he commanded her head's movements with his hand to be exhilarating. Naito for his part stared at her frame, watching that she like Gorgon had a pair of nice buttocks above the part where she'd have thighs. The crack of her buns jiggled with every increase of his tempo, slapping her chin with his balls and making her body shudder in desire for a mate that could overpower her and make her coil around him. Snakes didn't usually let themselves be wrapped around one's finger, but his taste and the dominance he asserted over her with so much ease drove the sadist girl crazy for more.

She pulled back with an audible pop, his rod flopping and gently slapping her face once, coating it with precum and her drool. She smiled briefly, breathing heavily through her nostrils to get his scent memorized. She enjoyed the hit and slickness of it on her scales, and didn't resist the urge to flick her tongue at the base of his scrotum all the way up to the tip, flicking his slit. He moaned approvingly while she cleaned his shaft. Then his eyes caught sight of her snatch. It was a nice lime green shade, and was secreting a scent so sweet he'd dare say it was a drug.

Being pushed down on her back made Aracia shiver in anticipation while she used her tail as a seat, coiling it behind her back into a comfortable set of rings for her to rest on. Aracia cried loud enough to make Keru and Kara turn to her when Naito probed her slit with his tongue. Lightning cracked on his horns and to the tip of his oral muscle, making Aracia's bud tingle and causing her nerves to jolt in bliss. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her tongue flopped out in delight.

Seeing this result from just his lightning infused tongue touching her clit, Naito showed he was a devil as he stood on all fours over Aracia, his hands on her hips, and his waist just on level with hers. The snake girl watched with a gaping maw how his rod was coated in the same lightning that had shocked her beyond blissful comprehension, and he was planning to invade her womanhood with a fully charged lightning rod.

"Stop!" She cried, "Preparations. Insufficient!"

And then he slid right in.

Aracia's voice died as her world became nothing but bliss. Her mind was so overloaded with pleasure that she thought she had died. Her eyes went blank, her mouth was opened in a silent scream, and her body stood straight from the powerful shock that rocked her nerves in one jolt. Due to her juices, the lightning tickled her walls to the point they shuddered around his shaft, making her insides massage his mushroom.

Naito panted, "This is... healing lightning... My mother used it... on me when I was little... if I got hurt training with my father..." he bucked back and forth with every word, making Aracia's every fiber tingle in delight, "Feels good, doesn't it?"

She moaned, "Af-Affirmative..."

He chuckled and laid on top of her, his face on her shoulder and his mouth kissing and teasing her neck, "Making others feel good isn't so bad, is it?"

"Neg-Negative. More... More..." she put her hands on his shoulders, pulling him closer and letting her nails sink into his back. Naito hissed but ignored the pain, easily shrugging it off as he lifted his hips and rammed them back into her. His ballsack hit her tail and she shivered every time her pearl was smothered on his groin, with lightning making it shiver even more.

Aracia felt tears of bliss dripping down her cheeks as she let him ravage her, her tail slowly but surely coiling around his torso and waist to slam him harder and faster into her. Seeing this the samurai grinned and started to speed her tempo, making her tail shudder around him and causing the snake witch to massage him in doing so. Her whole body and world had turned into a tingling pleasure, and she wouldn't have it any other way.

"S-Sample... Incoming?!" she panted and held closer to him, slamming her baps into his chest.

He nodded, surprised she could feel his rod tensing and pulsing for relief with the way her walls shuddered around it, "I am close..."

She bit her lip, "Need. Warmth! Please! Release! Give. Give..." she shut her eyes and cried out loud the first full sentence she ever uttered, "Please, make me yours!"

The two cried loudly and Naito felt his crotch stained with snake nectar. This caused him to hit his own release and ram himself all the way in. His mushroom hit her cervix, making Aracia cry yet again until her voice nearly shook the cave. Her muscles contracted around his shaft, milking his every drop in a tight grip that wouldn't let a single drop escape. His milk finally shot out, coating her moist snake insides white and making chills run up and down her spine at the warmth that invaded her.

Naito pulled back with a sigh, watching his rod pop out with a steady stream of her nectar and his cream sliding into her tail.

Aracia panted and kept her hands on his shoulders, forcing him to look at her, "Sample... Obtained... Pleasure... Maximum... Lover... Perfect..." She smiled and put her nostrils on his neck, rubbing her face affectionately on his warm skin.

Naito held her closer and turned to see Keru and Kara in the 69 position, both with one side of their bodies on the floor and their legs wrapped around the other's skull to enjoy the other's honey and the remaining drops of his seed.

He slumped into Aracia's embrace and grinned, "Ok... How do I get out of this cave?"

He really needed to move forward.

Meanwhile, Cula smirked, "I certainly can't wait... A lightning oni was his mother, huh? Fufufu... Oh Yami, goddess of darkness, you sure know how to bless your followers almost as much as your shota."

She turned to see Wilka on all fours with Nia's face deep into her furry buttocks, the cat girl's mouth lapping at the wolf's slit from behind and making her fuzzy tail swing back and forth in delight. Nia's tails swished around in her own bliss at tasting her friend's nectar, even if she was supposed to be the one with the metaphorical leash.

Cula sighed, "I really need him to hurry up... I doubt the touch of my servants will me enough to sate this new hunger of mine."

-CASTLEBABES-

Once dressed in the garments the pirate vixen gave him, Naito put his swords back in place, stretched his limbs to get his joints cracking into place and looked back at Keru and Kara. Both were still making love and digging their faces into the other's snatch so deeply they were practically sucking his seed out. Aracia for her part was coiling her arms around his right one, her face completely enraptured by his visage after he claimed and heavily filled her insides. Her tail actually wiggled at the tip, showing her fascination in studies was now second to her new obsession, i.e. the shota lightning samurai.

He looked up and readied his katana, "So we're directly beneath the tower."

"Distance. Fifty. Feet." Aracia said, her face rubbing into his bicep.

Naito sighed and slid his arm off her grip, which made her hiss in displeasure at the lack of warmth, but knowing how strong she was she slid backwards. A smart choice since his determined stare on the rocky ceiling hinted her what he was about to do. With his katana held in both hands, Naito jumped up, and Aracia watched his figure gaining a coat of lightning as he practically flew at the bedrock separating him from the surface. Her jaw fell limply, and she nearly let her staff fall when watching the boy slam his lightning empowered blade with so much power that he actually broke through and landed into the first floor of the tower.

Aracia could only hear Naito moving forward, Keru and Kara moaning as they returned to scissor themselves while making out, and a set of clicking footsteps and rather meek moaning. The snake witch turned and she instantly bowed down to Gorgon, who still had Shala in her arms and was pleasuring the shadow loli without end. The arachne's fingers were still pumping into the dark girl's dripping slit, and Shala's tongue hung limply out while her body twitched ever so slightly, showed that the spider had burned all of her shadowy body's energy.

"Aracia, take cute little Shala here to the mistress' chambers." Gorgon said with a worried look on her face, while casually licking Shala's nectar off her fingers, "I get so caught when I have my prey I just... Dear me, I may have gotten too used to being on top."

Aracia stared at the loli and noticed similarities to Naito in her, making her inner study-obsessed self want to see how many ways the shadow girl could moan, until Gorgon's eyes stopped and practically killed all similar thoughts. "Safety. High. Priority." she whispered fearfully, for she knew that Gorgon may have gotten carried away, but she was still one to be feared.

"Good girl." The arachne said, patting the snake's head before jumping after Naito.

Aracia could only stare at the hole on the ceiling from which light shone... and then felt a vein bulge on her forehead at some noise, "Kara... Kara..." and "Keru... More... Keru..." It made her want to be a bully again, but Naito had made it clear that if she did that she'd never feel pleasure again. After sampling him, she didn't want to lose more samples.

Up on the tower's first floor, Naito whistled at the sight. Large stairs of polished marble were leading up with fancy portraits, shields of arms with swords and axes displayed along them, gorgeous chandeliers, and a red silky carpet with golden trimming. He stood on the first floor, and many statues of soldiers that had managed to fight Cula fairly were displayed, after she ripped it off their bodies once done draining every drop of blood they had, of course.

"I hope yoy enjoy the decorations. I picked them myself. Except the carpet, it is made of my threads." Gorgon said with a light bow and a small smile.

Naito stared at her, "Where were you?"

She giggled, a hand covering part of her smirk, "Getting to know your cute shadow servant."

Naito groaned tiredly, but the blush on his face said a lot, "At this point I'm not surprised, and that is starting to worry me."

Gorgon showed her full smirk, "I could help you make it more enjoyable, or you could if you surrendered to the mistress."

Naito narrowed his eyes, "I only desired to fight Cula ever since I first entered this castle, and so far that desire hasn't changed at all. Even if I was defeated by that crocodile woman, I wanted to rise again and face her as an equal even when I was in that cell. I want to-"

Gorgon laughed, "You're so in love with her it's just so cute!"

Naito blushed hard enough to make the spider's laughter bounce in all of the tower's walls, "Ok, I do!" he said, silencing her with shock. "I love Cula! She's strong, commands respect and love in this castle, is beautiful, has grace I can't begin to describe, and had my heart the moment I laid eyes on her!"

Gorgon stared at him blankly, "That was too bold, samurai." she walked to him, looking down on the boy, "Just know... I love her too, and if your words are empty, so shall be your body after I melt your internal organs and drink them."

He nodded, "I'd expect nothing else."

She grinned, and he gave her a small smile, to which she replied by turning her back to him and lowering her body down, allowing him to sit on her large spider half, "Let's make haste, shall we?"

He jumped and both moved forward.

But up in her throne, Cula's right hand lost its grip on a fine wineglass of rat maid blood, the same family of rodent maids that attended Naito could only look at their mistress in silence and, in some of the less quiet ones' cases, giggling mirth.

Cula's face swiftly went to her hands, "That... That fool... Why is his boldness affecting me in such a way?" she heard more giggles and turned to glare to Nia and Wilka, "Not a word, you two!"

Wilka barked in laughter, "Sorry, but if he's got the rights to say that to Gorgon and walk off, it just makes things official!"

Nia smirked, licking her claws with a sly smile, "My claws can't wait to rip off his new clothes for you, mistress. Just ask us and he shall be taught manners to make you feel girly in a proper way."

Wilka patted her feline fellow top servant, "Nah, we make him learn how to massage her feet, and then we can teach the mistress to please him."

"Like I would please him!" the vampiress shouted with her blue body turning a slight shade of red from the embarrassment, "I... I... I shall make him kneel before me soon enough."

Nia looked innocently to the side, "But you may enjoy kneeling before him, especially to sample his-"

"Not a word!" the vampiress shouted and put her knees on her chest, her arms wrapped on her legs as she rested in the fetal position to try to get the images of what she wanted to do with Naito when they finally had their fight.

Try as she might, she couldn't deny Nia's latest suggestion had some appeal.

On their way up on a large staircase that spiraled around the tower all the way to the top, Naito had to stifle a yawn, surprised he hadn't found himself tired hours ago. Or was it nights ago? After his encounter with a certain crocodile woman he certainly expected to wake up in the morning.

Gorgon spoke, "I can see you're tired. You should be, it's around noon."

Naito blinked and looked out the window at the dark skies, "How is that possible?"

"Fufufu, did you think the mistress' power after dominating so many powerful monsters was limited to hold our hearts? She can make an eternal night so no fool thinks they have an upper hand. Granted, they still try with or without the sun's aid. It truly shows the limit of their intellect."

Naito arched a brow, "Are you making fun of me."

"Maybe..." she giggled playfully, making the boy pout. She looked forward, "My chambers are around here. I can allow you some rest under my care."

"Much appreciated." He said groggily.

Gorgon smiled and soon made her way through some halls on the second floor, going through a hidden doorway behind a large portrait of spider women surrounding a captured knight and seemingly about to eat them. It was, in fact, a portrait of how Gorgon's parents met. Her father, however, was very busy forced to give her many, many little sisters.

She smiled at her room, with the walls covered in large portraits of her mistress in various poses and in some levels of nudity, or just parts of her, not just her bare and/or covered behind and flat chest, but also her hands and feet. Gorgon wasn't the closest to her mistress for nothing.

Naito, however, decided to be smart and keep quiet, partly because he expected this level of admiration from nearly all of the vampiress' underlings, and partly because the bed was a large web. He didn't get a word before Gorgon just flipped him on the web, pulled some covers over him, and smiled slyly at him. He found that, oddly enough, he wasn't stuck. It seemed that the spider girl could make her threads sticky or just silky, and he found the silky thread to be very comfortable.

His eyelids were heavy already, and soon he drifted into sleep with Gorgon cuddling at his side, "I promise to watch over you while you sleep. You, however, will have to watch over your own dreams."

He was too tired to try to make sense of her words, and soon found himself in a nice dream. He was wearing a fine white kimono with red streaks on the back designed like a dragon. On his waist was a red sash in which his blunt swords rested with a hand on the handles, and the other holding that of a tiny girl. He was still his very young self, but the hand he held was that of a far smaller girl that barely reached his waist.

She had adorable red eyes, a blue skin, bone horns like his in his devil form but with the odd trait of being pitch black, a large mop of black hair cut into an adorable bob. Her bangs were long enough to cover her eyes, and she was happily swinging his and her hand back and forth while following the samurai boy. Her outfit consisted of a dark purple kimono with a yellow sash, and a part of the back missing so her tiny and cute bat wings could flap as she followed him.

He had a smile on his face, and in the real world Gorgon could see his lips curl. In his dream, he and the little girl were inside a large and very familiar castle, walking to a large and recently built Japanese home. At the entrance, sitting in her black dress, was Cula with a smile on her face and her belly quite larger than before.

"Such a sweet dream... It'll be a shame to shatter it." Gorgon whispered before licking his earlobe, along a new addition.

Naito shuddered in his dream, and opened his eyes to find himself... in the same temple of his dream, only that the girl and Cula were nowhere for him to see. Also, he was naked as the day he was born.

He groaned, "Is this some nightmare?"

"It depends." a sultry voice said and Naito turned to see the source.

It was a boyish figure with a bronze toned tan, a golden bobcut, large pointy ears that stood at the sides of the head like small daggers, a rather athletic and, as said before, very boyish figure with light muscle under her fit flat chest, a toothy grin with a fang popping on the right corner of the mouth, and a pair of piercing green eyes. What tipped Naito that he had to be on his toes were the ram horns at the side of the dream intruder's head, and the small bat wings on their back, which for some odd reason were crimson red, like the devil tail poking above their behind. Said tail ended in a heart-shaped tip.

Also, the figure towered over him by a head, and was as naked as him, with a golden bush of unruly hair above their genitals.

"Name's Albedo, kiddo. Let's have some fun in this dream." Naito was about to reply but found himself on his hands and knees in front of the newcomer, with his face inches from their sex. "By the way, I control everything in here. I am a dream demon, after all. Not as powerful as Lady Cula's mother, but I work well with women, as I do with men..."

Naito opened his mouth to protest but found it stuffed with Albedo's thickly scented womanhood, and his nose in her blonde bush. He looked up to glare at the girl as she rubbed her face on his mouth, and his eyes widened when his bone horns started to grow. The blonde winged girl, clearly a succubus, giggled softly at him while getting a hold of the samurai's horns. She bucked her hips into a rhythm against his face.

"I call the shots here, kiddo. The only one that can stop me is Lady Cula, and she wants to test you even in your dreams." She panted hotly, her eyes rolling back while the paralyzed samurai was forced to lap at her slit, "Ooohhh... work it... and light up..." with a glint of her eyes, Naito's tongue exited his mouth and parted her lips. His eyes widened when his body shot small sparks of electricity, and thus his tongue gave the succubus girl a delicious tingle in her privates. It made her howl loudly.

Angry at the way the succubus was using him, Naito did the only thing that made sense to him. He nibbled her tiny pearl, making her eyes roll to the back of her head. The scream she let out shook the entire dreamscape and had her arch her back at an unnatural degree. Naito fought back the urge to sneeze when her pubes entered his nose and filled it with the scent of her rather tasty juices. He was forced to drink her nectar, something he had gotten used to after Nia's training, and lapped at her folds to make her pleasure wave give her a lasting ride. The tomboyish succubus pulled back, quivering on wobbling legs and staring at the samurai still in her control.

"Kiddo, that was... whoa..." she grinned cheekily at the end, a red hue on her tanned cheeks as she moved forward, hips swaying like a pendulum. She grabbed his head by his horns and smeared her juice soaked pussy on his equally drenched face, mewling in bliss as her asscheeks clenched in eagerness, "I am looking forward to breaking you for the mistress."

Those were her words, and she watched Naito open his mouth, so she shoved her pussy forward into it, and winced when he nibbled her folds. The sensation caused her tail and wings to stand on end, and she shuddered at the painful yet slightly pleasurable feeling. She had small tears in her eyes as Naito's lighting coursed through his body and sent electrical vibrations into her core, making her nearly fall over. She had to grip his head with both hands to avoid hitting the ground, with her lean and athletic thighs coiled around his head for extra support. Then, with his nose deep into her pubes, Naito flicked her bundle of nerves with his tongue.

Albedo cried loudly and finally fell on her back, her wings coiled to soften her fall out of reflex. She had her mouth opened, tongue lolling out as her body spasmed partly because of the pleasurable voltage and mostly because Naito had given her a hickey she'd never forget. However, since her thighs had been around Naito's head, the boy used this to grab her by the ankles and spread her legs as he now towered over her.

Tomboyish as she may be, Albedo knew what'd happen, "W-Wait, don't-" and her voice died in her throat when Naito's raw meat entered her soaked snatch. Albedo's throat made a noise between a roar and a grunt of utter bliss when her supposed prey filled her all the way she could feel his head smashing into her womb. The pleasure was so much she grabbed her ears and tugged on them to let out a more coherent cry.

Naito winced at the warmth and tightness of the succubus, knowing their race was great to please anyone, but found the feeling to be far beyond what legends said. It was ghostly, nearly ethereal, like the dream he was in, but it also felt real and gripped him so hard he almost feared he'd tear off his member if he pulled out. He did, though, with her lubing love juices helping with a wet squelching sound before he rammed himself right in, making her moan.

Albedo shuddered under him while he held her legs up, putting her knees on his shoulders to go in deeper. She arched her back, separating it from the ground, when their groins met in a wet meaty slap and the tap of his balls on her toned rear. She bit her lip as he pulled back, feeling her pubes mashed by his pelvis and leaving the pressure, making both feel odd tingles. Naito pulled gently back all the way until only his head remained in her love tunnel, and shocked Albedo even more.

The succubus gasped when the boy groped her buns, lifted her up in the air with her legs still resting on his shoulders, and stood up. Her body rested on his hands, her neck shoulders and the back of her head, and the tomboy could only see the point where the two became one, right before Naito pushed in all the way. Her pupils shrunk as his member seemed to fully grow, hardening inside of her and crushing her walls into mush. Her insides felt like putty with his warmth, and knowing what she liked he had her screaming with that one thrust accompanied with a light electrical jolt from his now lightning infused flesh spear.

She tugged her ears again, small tears in her eyes, "O-Oi! What's up with- Ah! This roughness?!"

He grinned and kept on slapping his pelvis on her, the erotic sound of his balls spanking her toned cheeks and rubbing on the crack of her buttocks made her shudder more, "I'll hand it to Gorgon, this was a... oah... fine trap..." he lowered himself, with his arms supporting him at either side of her pointy eared, horned head, "But I promised to... oh... see your mistress..." he hissed as her legs coiled around his waist to pull him in closer while her rear remained a couple of feet above the ground.

"Ugh! Ah! Sh-Shut up and just keep going!" she shouted and let him go wild on her, the pleasure he was giving her far outweighed anything she could have done if she just controlled him.

And then, Naito kissed her. Albedo's eyes went wide for half a second before going half-lidded. Her hands went to his shoulders to pull him in closer, her nails digging deep into his skin and cutting into it, making him groan and buck hard once again.

The two lost it, and without breaking lip contact released everything they had. Naito's heavy seed clashed with Albedo's rocketing juices, but her nectar didn't stop him from leaving a large amount in her womb. Albedo shivered almost uncontrollably under him, hugging her new lover tightly while her hands snaked around his back to his head in order to deeper their kiss. Naito held her still with an arm on her waist and the other on her back to help her with the kiss.

He pulled back, but in doing so both ended seated, with Albedo's buns on his lap and her head now above his, forcing her to lean down to fully claim his lips.

Her tail wiggled happily, and she didn't dare break lip contact. Not that she needed since it was a dream.

But he finally pulled back and chuckled, "So... are you related to Cula? I mean, she's obviously part succubus."

She panted hard, running her fingers on his hair, "Not really, kiddo, but no talking... more snuggling..." she kissed him again and he returned the gesture, laying down with her on top of him, "Want to cuddle and... rest?" she breathed.

He sighed, "I wouldn't mind."

She closed her eyes and snuggled to the samurai, a content smile on her face mirroring Gorgon's... whose lips were coiled around Naito's rod ever since she saw it hardening.

Cula sighed, "He's good... too good..." she removed her fingers from her folds, boringly flicking them with her tongue to amuse herself while waiting for the real deal.

-CASTLEBABES-

After waking up to the pleasant blowjob of an arachne, Naito was finally ready for the last trial that awaited for him...

Imagine his surprise when he found a horde of living armors guarding the tower. Old metallic servants moving towards him with the mastery of warriors of old.

Albedo giggled at his side, appearing out of seemingly nowhere, "These are the armors of those Cula saw fit to serve as guards, some arrogant fools and others truly strong people worth serving her. All thanks to our favorite snake girl's work. They're enchanted pieces of metal from her victories to guard her and us. Usually everyone that reaches her just run past us and these guys, but I doubt you'll take the easy road, kiddo."

Naito unsheathed his swords, gripping them tightly, "After everything I've done, I won't back down. Cula's at the top of this tower, right? Whether it's a hundred or a thousand floors doesn't matter..." he tightened his grip on his swords until his knuckles went white, watching a platoon brandishing swords, flails, axes, and spears, "After everything I've been through, I just want to see her!"

Albedo was ready to make a remark, but the tomboyish succubus felt her words stuck in her throat when the shota samurai's bone horns emerged, lightning coated his body, and five sets of armor had been smashed to pieces. To see him go all out from the start was stunning, but she knew it wouldn't last... the ghostly guards weren't made of flesh and bone.

And sure enough the young sword wielder could hear the iron limbs shake before they floated in the air, putting themselves back together and grabbing their weapons. At this, Gorgon couldn't help but smirk, "Even you have limits, Sword Boy. You just found the wall to stop you."

Now it clicked, and Naito quickly aimed his sword at the arachne, "You two tricked me!"

Gorgon cackled, a hand near her mouth, "How could I resist? After all, I am a spider... it's normal for me to let cute little prey like you fall on my web for a little playtime."

Instead of complaining or letting his anger win, Naito turned to the living sets of armor and raised his swords, surprising the two girls, "Wait, didn't you just hear us? You can't win this." Albedo said with a frown.

Gorgon nearly bit her lip in frustration, "Just give it up already! Lady Cula will treat you nicely, so why don't you-"

"Because!" Naito shouted and charged at the ghostly knights, his swords clashing against theirs, "If I don't fight, if I don't surpass this limit you tried to set against me... I won't feel like I deserve to be with her!"

The two girls then watched in utter amazement how the boy kept on moving forward, swinging his swords around with might and elegance, Gorgon calling out at him, "You'll just exhaust yourself! You can have what you want if you admit defeat! This quest will be truly endless otherwise, so why not accept what you have already?!"

And he didn't listen, instead he just kept charging and striking down as many enemies as he could while climbing the tower, not even caring if they got back up just as quickly as he took them out.

Albedo was in awe, "He'll never give up, will he?"

Gorgon hung her head low, "After all the trouble we put him through, he still fights to reach her... I guess I can't really compare to him. But the question remains if he can actually face Lady Cula."

Albedo groaned, "There are no women in this castle but her that can stand up against such determination... I may not be as strong as Lady Wilka and Lady Nia, yet even if I had all the cards I couldn't dominate him."

Gorgon closed her eyes, feeling a smile on her face, "That should be a fun match... I was considering to fight him, but I guess I shall watch instead..." she looked at the boy and let a sigh escape her lips, "I just wanted him to stop, to not fight our lady, to win the easy way... I guess I was too hopeful."

The more Naito fought, the bigger the knights seemed to appear. There were some built like fortresses with heavy weaponry that, due to needing no muscle to move, hit like giants. And yet he kept on fighting, steel meeting steel, his battle cries nearly deafening him as he tried to get the ghostly guards to fall permanently, and not once stepping back no matter how much they attacked him. Blades met his flesh when he got the most careless or tried to catch his breath, maces swung against his body with great might, and shields stopped and pushed him back.

But, little by little the more he fought, he could see the armors, the weapons, and whatever moved his enemies start to crack. He kept on moving forward, striking twice as hard after such a good sign of progress. And soon, there he was, at a set of double red doors adorned with beautiful and curvaceous succubus women for handles, each holding a ring to open the heavy red doors.

And in her throne, there she was, watching with a smile as the only one brave enough to defy her the old fashioned way walked in while leaving behind the shattered armor and weapons of hundreds of soldiers. Blood caked his face, his clothes were covered in cuts or missing pieces, and his arms trembled as he held his swords. But as he took a deep breath she could see the wounds heal, hear his heartbeat settle to a normal tempo, and almost taste his determination.

The young vampiress walked to him, gently jumping off her throne and letting him take in the place and its decoration. With a snap of her fingers, everything was changed, no doubt courtesy of the castle's embodiment, Casa. Massive red pillars supported the ceiling, each showing black banners. The throne sunk into the ground, and in the center of the room, standing right between them, was a... hot spring?

"What is the meaning of this, Cula?" the boy asked her with an arched, bloody eyebrow, noticing that his hair was falling on his scalp and sticking to it because of his blood.

"After all Gorgon pulled you through to give me an easy victory, I feel like I have to make it up to you." Cula said calmly as she opened her dress, revealing her form, before sinking into the circular pool of hot water with nothing but a smile and a wink, "Care to join me?"

He gripped his swords, "I want to trust you, but..."

Cula giggled, "I know, I know... I shall punish Gorgon and Albedo for that stunt of theirs, but right now, after you just went through my last line of defense, I want to get to know you." she playfully ran a hand over the water, creating small waves, "And I do not intend to fight you when you're this tired. Oh, I would have any other time, but you... you bedded my servants, bested some of my greatest warriors, and looked me in the eye... I couldn't be happier to share these waters with anyone but you."

Naito sheathed his swords and slowly disrobed himself, stepping into the hot water and nearly moaning as the hot liquid cleaned his wounds and, to his pleasant surprise, healed them. Seeing the large gashes on his arms closing shut with no scar tissue left, the boy took a deep breath before sinking fully into the water, emerging quickly a few moments later to grab some air.

Cula giggled again, to which he replied, "Ok, so... where to start?"

She arched her eyebrows, "Excuse me...?"

"You wanted to know of me, right?" he asked and started to swim closer to the blue skinned girl, sitting right next to her, "So... do you... or should I?"

Cula smiled briefly and sat up, letting him see her nipples on purpose before boldly resting her head on his shoulder, and noting that, "You're not afraid to have a vampiress so close to your neck... Have you actually decided to submit or are you this brave?"

He chuckled and rested his head on hers as boldly as her, "You tell me..." the two shared a brief laugh before he spoke again, "I'm... twelve. My father started to train me in the ways of the sword since I could walk. My mother did the same, though she showed me how to control her side of my blood... They did so in case someone ever wanted to attack me since I am, you know..."

She nodded, "This body of mine is of a ten year old, but I'm far, far older than I look... My father and mother wanted to create a safe haven for our kind. It wasn't until he finished building this castle that humans attacked all as one, coming from every nation to take him down... He was powerful, but even he had limits... When he fell down, I just couldn't show anyone mercy, and my mother backed me as we slaughtered them. But I know that, deep in Hell, he and my mother are together in the graces of the goddess of darkness."

They remained there a bit longer in a comfortable yet still awkward silence, until he spoke, "If we fight... what will happen? I lose and you turn me into your servant, or I win and..." he exhaled tiredly, "I just want to prove myself to you, but being here after seeing how much everyone cares for you and what lengths they would go for you... I'm not so sure."

Cula surprised him by firmly sitting on his lap, facing him and making him try to force that lower part of his body to stay down as she stared at him, "You gave your word, and I have been looking for a challenge for some time. Whatever happens will happen and... and..." she bit her lip, and looked down, "And when it is over, regardless of the results, we can just... figure it out from there..."

He was truly getting bolder because of her, because without hesitation his hands went to cup her cheeks, startling her and making her hands grab his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh, "Or..." he started, throatily, and with a blush he knew had to cover her face and match Cula's own as he brought his face closer to her, "...we can just..."

"...get this over with..." she said, but whether it was as an order to him or to complete his sentence didn't matter.

The two brought their lips together for a firm kiss. Off in the distance, Wilka and Nia gaped while a recently arrived Gorgon couldn't help but giggle into her hand. A certain golem girl got a clue, and before long a bed materialized behind the couple, a circular mattress big enough to hold a Kraken woman in it, with red silk sheets and a large amount of pillows to make a fortress on it.

Naito held Cula's head tenderly in place as the two shared their much needed lip-lock. The vampiress shuddered when her lover licked her lips, requesting access she willingly gave. The samurai shuddered with desire when his now very skilled tongue caressed her long fangs while in his mind he recalled how he ate out a certain fairy. Cula pressed her flat chest on his fit form, trying to rub her nipples as her wings slowly circled around his form. Soon their tongues made contact, with hers slithering around his and pressing it down. He didn't go down easy, and snaked it around hers until their oral muscles coiled around one another's in a heated dance, all the while keeping as much contact as possible.

Cula moaned into the kiss when Naito's hands went from her cheeks to her shoulders, sliding down her sides. The girl's winds fluttered and her nails dug deeper into his shoulders, threatening to draw blood. Seeing him getting the advantage, though, she lightly nibbled his bottom lip, careful not to cut skin. Naito yelped while she nearly mewled at his cute, pained face. She pulled him back and now held his face, standing on her knees with her hands cupping his cheeks. Naito groaned at the painful but delightful kiss with the bonus of her tongue caressing his bruised lip. He wanted retribution, and thus his hands slid lower until they rested at her hips, with his fingertips rubbing her lower cheeks.

Naito surprised his lover by getting up, water dripping down their bodies while she had to wrap her wings and legs around his torso and waist respectively for support. He placed his hands on her round rump, keeping her in the air, and also getting something else up. Cula blushed when his rod pressed on the crack of her buttocks, his flesh feeling wonderfully warm and soft against her blue skin. Not only that, Naito also had red on his cheeks at the wonderful sensation of her slit rubbing on his abdomen. The samurai and vampiress stared into each other's eyes and shared a brief laugh at their mutual embarrassment.

"After everything your girls did to me..." he started.

She giggled, "Hey, I've waited too long for this. Just don't make this more awkward."

"I'll try." he said, putting his forehead on hers.

Cula kissed him again while he walked the two of them to her bed. Before he could place her down, the vampiress flew up and out of his reach, surprising him. She smiled slyly at him before lowering herself on the bed, standing on the mattress on her knees. She gave a giggle and used her hand to motion for him to come closer. He crawled, eyes filled with determination while his rod jutted and throbbed with lust and desire. They stood there on their knees with Cula snaking a hand down to her snatch, using her fingers to spread her lips and show her lover the moist entrance. Naito felt his balls tense but not contract when she inserted a finger from that hand into her tight hole, pulling it out with her nectar coating it. The samurai boy actually expected her to bring that finger to his face expecting him to lick it.

She did have that idea, but instead placed her now moistened hand around his hard manhood. Naito grunted, shivering as her hand slid from the top to the base of his length, leaving it slick with her juices. Cula shouldn't have grinned, because he immediately went in for a kiss, surprising her enough to leave her mouth unguarded. It also left her womanhood unprotected, so while Naito used one hand to grab the back of her head and keep her still for her tongue to be pinned down by his, the other went down. Cula's wings flapped when his hand found her clit with the thumb, caressing it as his middle finger wormed its way into her tight love tunnel.

She moaned, but replied to the assault by gripping his rod hard, getting him to groan into the kiss before she started to jack him off. The two locked glares, but there was a competitive glint to their eyes. Cula's hand rubbed his cockhead with her thumb, swirling around the mushroom while her other hand went to his balls, fondling them. Naito kept his ministrations to the vampiress' womanhood, making sure to give her bundle of nerves some needed stimulation. They kept going on like that for a while, with Cula's hands rubbing his length and massaging his ballsack, and Naito's adding another finger to her entrance, scissoring her walls with his digits while leaning her head down to have some more dominance over the kiss.

The two pulled back and locked eyes, Cula's hands on Naito's shoulders and his on her hips, "Naito, even if I love you, don't believe I'll be beneath you in this." She said, trying to push him down.

He gave her a chuckle while trying to pull her hips up to get her to fall, "And I still don't want to fall to you, even if it's in this kind of battle."

She giggled, "Oh, I always loved watching you fight back."

He smiled, his eyes shining red while her eyes briefly stared at his horns flash with lightning, "And I loved the way you challenged me."

"But I play dirty." The vampiress smirked before grabbing Naito's horns, making him gasp. She flapped her wings, getting high enough to put her needy lips on Naito's face and her thighs around his head. She clamped her legs around him, making the boy fall back with a faceful of loli snatch on his face. Naito tried to pry her off but her hands grabbed his, interlacing their fingers while she bucked her hips on his face. The samurai did find it humiliating how the loli vampiress started to move her slit up and down his face, but soon he got into it, knowing how to get his way around that kind of trap.

He stuck out his tongue, flicking it against her labia and putting extra effort in brushing his upper lip with her clit, sucking on it lightly. Cula arched her back, her wings fluttering briefly, when Naito moved his tongue deep into her core, trying to use it like a spoon to get all the juice he could from her walls. He had to get some release, as his throbbing maleness suggested. He added some lightning to his mouth and nibbled the girl's flesh flower, getting her to quiver at the painful but delightful touch accompanied by the tingle of electricity coursing through her clit. She moaned louder than she ever had before, her tongue rolling out and dropping some saliva on the sheets.

He easily pushed her down on her back, smirking, "And I don't give up." Cula smiled dumbly, partly from the good jolt of pleasure to her joy buzzer, and mostly at how hungry Naito looked. He kept his grip on her hands, their fingers still interlaced, and moved up to kiss the blue skinned girl. He pulled away before they could get into another game of steal the tonsils, and pulled back, sitting on the bed and having her on his lap, their stares glued to each other's. Naito lifted her up by the hips, with some help from her wings, and positioned her blue flower over his electric rod.

Cula stared at him briefly before kissing him, pushing herself all the way down. The two let out a simultaneous scream at the indescribable feeling of tightness and tingling. Cula shut her eyes, the light electric charges in her velvety walls caused them to shiver and spasm, while her flesh cavern was smothered by a Devil Slayer, the tool managing to make her feel every inch of its pulsing hardness crushing her insides to the point she could see a bulge in her belly. She even threw her head back to let out a guttural howl, her eyes rolling back with small tears on them before she grit her teeth. Naito let out a pained growl when the small vampiress' entrance crushed his tool, squeezing it harder than any other girl he had ever been with. Unlike them, he could feel that she wouldn't loosen up, and they were only halfway there!

"Lady Cula!" Nia and Wilka cried, about to rush at her side, but Gorgon stopped her.

"No, you know our lady, she wants him, and she will have him on her own after everything he's faced."

The other two nodded.

Naito held her tightly in place by her hips, and watched as her juices started to drip down his rod. He gasped in a bit of pleasure and some pain as he forced the girl down. Cula yelled, her body writhing against his, pressing her chest further into his and letting him feel her tense muscles against his. Naito put his hands on her back, rubbing soothing circles on her skin while Cula held on to his shoulders for support, this time actually drawing blood with her nails.

"I thought you..." he grunted.

"I never... did it with a man..." she gasped.

"Still..." he started but shook his head, "Well, I'll wait, say when."

She nodded and surprised him by lowering her groin closer to his, getting a rather adorable moan from him. She did give a cute mewl as she forced his tool to worm its way into her, towards her womb. She moaned and curled underneath the boy after a rather strong thrust with which he smacked his pelvis on hers. She could feel his tip at the entrance to her womb, and he still had some inches left outside of her tight blue lips. It did hurt her, she actually felt like he was splitting her apart, but she was also feeling his body surging with healing lightning easing her pain. To Naito all he cared about was to make sure the girl before him felt pleasure beyond their imagination. He ground his teeth and held his little lover in place, pushing hard into her while she wrapped her arms around his neck, coiled her legs around his waist, and pumped against him.

Both were locked in a rhythm, starting out slow with her wings lifting her bottom up before she let gravity and his upwards thrusting fill her again, crushing her walls with the friction creating wet, slurping sounds. Her legs tightened around his waist with her hands digging into deeper his skin, but he ignored the pain due to the pleasure overwhelming his body. In fact, the pain started to get them more fired up as Cula smelled his sweet blood and Naito's encounters with the more dominant girls made him want to be on top. Soon his hands cupped a feel of her round and plump if petit perky buttocks to lift her up better with a better grip and alignment, and he quickly rammed himself deep into her womb. Her hairless crotch meeting his created loud slapping sound where their groins met wetly, with some of her nectar dripping down on her sheets.

They started to work on a rhythm and soon a steady beat echoed in the girl's throne room as they worked hard for their sweet release. Cula wrapped her arms around his neck and he gave all he had to her womb, his prick's head pounding at the entrance with a heated passion she shared. Cula shut her eyes tightly and clenched her mouth, trying not to cry louder than before and let the pleasure overtake her, but he was breaking her mental barriers with so much ease it was maddening. He not only impressed her, he made her feel like a woman in all the right ways. The only reason she didn't see herself as weak in such a vulnerable state was because her lover's eyes were equally lost in bliss.

"I-I'm about to..." he panted, his eyes rolling back slightly.

She gasped out at a particularly nice thrust, "Inside me!"

The boy pumped himself all the way into her womb with power and a ferocious warmth, making her feel how her stomach expanded from the girth of the Devil Slayer he was blessed in penetrating her insides fully. But instead of firing his load, Naito pulled her back, falling flat on his back with a shocked Cula squirming at the odd sensation, that and she was still connected to him by the hip. The boy pulled back, both of them hissing due to her incredibly tight snatch clenching shut as he got out, becoming once again as tight as that of a virgin. Looking down they could see her pussy started to leak her honey down. And all the while she kept her eyes locked on his form and the blood she got to drip on his shoulders, not to mention she noted how alluringly erotic he looked coated in some sweat, or it could be the water from her hot spring.

"W-Why...?" she asked breathily, staring deep at the panting boy's eyes.

He grinned tiredly "Because... I want to defeat you... I gave my word I would defeat Cula, the mistress of this castle, but..." and then he turned his head to the side, exposing his neck, "I wouldn't mind being yours."

She grinned and shook her head, surprising him when tears started to roll down her eyes, "Fool... you are already mine, just like I am yours. What brought this up?"

He chortled, "If one of us had to lose... I wouldn't have minded if we were this close."

"And what makes me so special after all you've done?" she asked with a playful smile on her face.

He blushed, a nice hue of pink on his cheeks as he boldly declared his next words, "I wouldn't mind... to be your man, if you allowed me the honor of letting me call you my woman."

Cula jumped leaned down, claiming his lips passionately as tears of joy rolled down her face. Naito's right hand went to her head, feeling her soft velvety hair. Soon, however, the kiss got sloppy and heated up while the pinned down samurai remained at the vampiress' mercy, not that they would care at that point. He grabbed a handful of her blue soft behind with the other hand, spreading the cheek to better spread the tight pink entrance gaping for attention. He gasped for breath once the girl pulled back, smiling at him before getting a hold of his horns for another kiss.

Cula yelped as her future husband slid his rod into her snatch in one go, and as the smothering warmth invaded her, she coiled her tiny legs around the boy's waist to keep him there. He was pushed himself up, pushing her back in doing so, until both were seated on the bed with her chest once again fully pressed on his. Now that she was fully hilted he could notice their size difference as he had to lean down to claim her soft lips. Their mouths started salivating all over others' as they let their lust run wild. His instincts made him move back, leaving only the head of his mushroom into her tight slit, and then ram himself all the way in until his pelvis met hers and his ballsack slapped her butt-cheeks so hard they could have turned red.

She twitched against his body, moaning loudly as she kept her leg lock to guide him deeply into her while he held her as closely as possible so they could feel the other's skin as much as possible. She forced her body up with her hands, using his horns to do so while also deepening their kiss, making their lip-lock that much more dynamic. Cula should have minded her balance more, for that ended with her back landing against her pillows and Naito on top of her, pistoning her womb passionately.

They worked a rhythm of hard thrusts and energetic bucking in which Naito felt his orbs slap her buttocks so hard it actually gave them a light red coloration. Cula had her tongue rolling out into her lover's mouth, drool dripping from the corners of her own mouth as her first time with a boy, a hybrid boy at that, started to make her feel like she were in Heaven. His meaty rod was now making a noticeable bulge in her abdomen, and he heard the wet sound of suction from his base pressing on her entrance before both pulled back for another smack.

Feeling her tongue flop against his to the beat of their love-making, the boy felt bold enough to grope the tiny vampiress' jiggling buttocks yet again, getting a yelp from the girl. Cula fell back, with her blond samurai future husband now truly on top of her, his palms fondled her flesh energetically, sinking his fingers into the firm skin of her deliciously soft blue buns. Her small cheeks wobbled in his touch, jiggling to the boy's amusement while he kept bucking his hips. His thrusts were met with a more energetic version of her own hip smashing, she was too into it to let him do all the job, especially since their pleasure had been increasing madly.

To see her below him, smiling into their kiss with absolute pure bliss as he hammered into her, Naito finally lost it as he called her name, pulling back with a line of saliva connecting their mouths, "Cula... Cula-chan!"

She moaned loudly, her tongue curling out of her lips, "N-Naito... Naito!" she cried the boy's name in pure ecstasy.

And he lost it, "Cula... I love you!"

Her eyes widened in shock as her whole body shook with his. It was perfect.

Both their bodies released all of their energy in one last thrust. Cula yelled at the top of her lungs when her lover's rod fully entered her all the way, which prompted the tip of his shaft to press itself against the back of her womb with a loud sucking noise. The bulge on her stomach grew, but she couldn't see it when she arched her back, pressing all of her torso against her lover's fit chest. Naito grunted, barely noticing her legs wrapping around his so tightly she nearly crushed his back until his ballsack met the crack of her bum for a final smack.

With all his might, even more after how she nearly milked him before, Naito came with such force that Cula could feel her insides coated with his sticky warmth, painted white with his virile seed. His thick girth made sure not a drop of his spunk escaped, and said boy cream started to inflate her stomach, swelling it a bit. Cula's arms brought him closer to her as she rode the strongest wave of pleasure in her life, her juices barely slipping around his knot and drenching his groin and sack with her nectar.

They remained like that, with her arms keeping his face on the crook of her neck while both rode their first but certainly not last shared climax.

Cula panted, "Tha... That was... wow..." she looked at the blond boy, whose face rested on her sweaty chest.

Naito nodded weakly, "I... I'm sorry, I-"

Her arms nestled his face near hers, and a single finger pressed to his lips silenced the small samurai, "Shush... Just kiss me, Sword Boy."

He was so happy to find a girl like her he let the nickname slide and, feeling a warmth spread on his chest, he pressed his lips to hers in a soft lip lock. After pulling back with a bit of suction they chuckled to each other, before the blue skinned girl claimed soft samurai lips yet again.

-CASTLEBABES-

Six years later...

"Mama! Papa! I'm finally ready to fly on my own!"

Running towards a throne room swept up in darkness and cobwebs, a small girl ran as fast as she could with soft giggles coming from her lips. She was a pale skinned girl, barely old enough to be considered out of her toddler years, but already she was developing immense powers as the apparent heir to the castle. With a small pair of girlish pigtails, colored a bright sunflower blonde, she wore an outfit that was equal parts kimono as it was dress, with long flowing sleeves that went down to the floor and hid her black fingernails.

A sticky web was shot out and caught her just as she was about to trip, Gorgon crawling off of the wall with a pair of baby girls suckling at her heavily swollen breasts. Another four children slept atop her thorax as she helped the girl stand up. "Careful my sweet, Lady Cula wouldn't want you to be hurt when she sees this momentous occasion for herself with Naito."

Gorgon's warm tone made the little girl smile and nod, before she bowed graciously to the Arachne, "Thank you Mama Gorgon! I'm going to go see Papa and Mama now!"

"Mina!" The tiny girl spun around happily as a toned arm scooped her up like a fish at the festival stands she went to, held up in her father's strong arms.

Six years hadn't changed Naito a single bit, he was still the blond haired shota he always was, but now his hair went down to his back in a wild mane, streaks of white running through it as his horns had extended out to above his head. His outfit itself had become a grey kimono shroud with flicks of yellow across it, as he had by now fully ascended into his lightning demon heritage. However he had done the impossible and maintained his human form, soul, mind, and body while gaining all of the advantages of his blood.

And as for his darling Mina's mom... Cula herself, the queen of the castle, she remained the same beyond gaining slightly bigger breasts. Her stomach was swollen with Mina's baby sister and their fourth child, Mina's twin sisters already fast asleep in their beds after a long day of playing with the imp brigade and Muriel. Not that they were Mina's only sisters. Naito had plenty of daughters in the castle with the monster women, and did his best to be a good father to all of them as their new king and also biggest guardian.

"Papa, will we see grandpa and grandma?" his daughter asked the shota.

He chuckled, "I guess... Though we may have to ask them to come, my mother would be mad if she didn't get to see all her granddaughters, no matter how many there are."

"Yay!"

-THE END-