The “Bad End,” all adventurers knew about it, whispered
about it in dingy taverns, occasionally heard tales of a heroic maiden or man
of virtue who fell to it. Everyone had their own ideas of exactly what
constituted a Bad End, everyone agreed that simply dying in battle wasn’t it,
the Bad End was an utterly humiliating defeat, a painful and degrading way for
your adventures to end that would overshadow all of your other accomplishments,
forever dishonoring and soiling one’s memory… It could mean an undignified
death at the hands of a cruel monster, or it could be carnal enslavement by
one’s enemies, one thing was for certain, the fear of the Bad End lurked in the
minds of everyone who heeded the call to adventure.
Arthur for his part wasn’t worried, not on this day. With
the holy runes carved into his shield and armor, and the holy light of the gods
coursing through his sword, he was confident that he would purify the unholy temple
of the demon Vesuvia, a terrifying ruin that had brought curses and misfortune
to the forest and villages around for a century. He was a knight in his prime,
a man of skill at arms and strength of body, and most importantly, pure of
heart.
He dismounted from his horse, looking at the looming black
stone entrance, the crystalline spires of the temple rising into a black
clouded sky. With a defiant scowl Arthur drew his sword, his blond hair
billowing in the wind dramatically as his armor clanked with each step towards
the terrifying beacon of all that was unholy.
“Bad End walking!” a girlish voice called out.
He halted, raising his sword and scanning the ruined piles
of stone and debris in front of the temple. A giggle drew his attention and he
steeled himself as he took in speaker. At first, he thought she was a mere woman,
but as she leapt off her perch and slowly glided down to him on batlike wings,
he took her in more fully. She had an unnatural pink tint to her long hair,
more vibrant than any flower he’d ever seen, with curled ram horns poking
through it. As she landed in front of him a tail with a hart shaped point to
the tip waved behind her, almost like a cat’s would when spotting interesting
prey.
“Halt demon!” he ordered, holding his sword out as the
smirking girl approached.
It was, to the layman’s eyes, a comical sight, a towering
knight holding a weapon on a young woman, almost a girl really, who didn’t even
reach his chest, a girl with no visible armaments and wearing a tight black
corset that exposed the creamy smooth skin on her legs and propped up her ample breasts in a way
that drew his eye as much as he tried to fight the urge. His gaze trailed downward,
fighting his screaming mental protests, seeing the shiny pair matching black
gloves that went down her forearms, then finally taking in her heeled black
boots that went up to her thighs, polished so sharply that he could almost see
his reflection in the leather.
“Put the sword down,” she said, poking the tip with her
finger teasingly, “come on, you’re a paladin, right? Sworn to do good and all
that?”
“And you’re a demon,” he snapped, “a succubus by the look!”
“The cutest succubus in the whole temple!” the girl nodded
in agreement, beaming as she slowly walked in a circle around him, “I’m Vesu,
who are you?”
“Sir Arthur,” he said defiantly, “and I’m here to purify
this temple and restore peace to these woods!”
“Oh wow,” Vesu laughed, doubling over as her tail twitched,
“yeah, total Bad End material.”
He frowned, “your foul taunts will not work on me, my end
shall be where the gods decide it is! I’m not going to suffer from a… from a…”
“BAD. END,” Vesu said, her grin going wide as she realized
she was getting to him. She laughed as his face went red, and she fluttered her
wings, floating off the ground and perching herself on another nearby rock,
just out of his reach.
“If you’re so confident, come down here and face me!” Arthur
snarled.
“Don’t wanna,” Vesu said dismissively. She sighed, smugly
taking in his rage as he glared at her. “Look,” she said, once he’d calmed down
slightly, “let’s be real, you’re all lawful, and good, and all that, you’re not
going to hit me with your big bad sword unless I attack you or I’m doing
something bad, right?” He frowned, hefting the sword as he thought about it,
“come on,” she protested, “I’m just a cute little succubus, I’m harmless!”
“No demon is harmless,” he growled, “but…” he sheathed his
sword, “if you keep peace with me, I suppose I will spare you.”
“Yay!” she cried out, fluttering down to his side, “you made
the right call, with me helping you out, you might be able to avoid the bad-“
“Stop saying that,” he muttered, “and what makes you so sure
that I’m going to have a… one of those?”
“Uh… are you serious?” she laughed, following behind him,
“you’re a super-hot guy, clean shaven, with luscious blond locks of hair, and
I’ll bet you’ve got a sweet butt underneath that plate mail.”
He blushed, “Uh… thanks, but surely simply being
attractive-“
“No, it’s not just that, it’s that you’re super pure, with
all this,” she gestured at his armor, the holy runes, the white light that
glowed from them slightly as they entered the temple, “like seriously a Bad End
always gets the super holy untouched by the opposite sex types.”
He gulped, “N-Now what makes you think I’m untouched by-“
She just stared at him a moment, then smirked, her tail came
up and slowly traced across his face, the velvety texture tickling him
slightly.
“Not even a kiss,” she mused in a husky voice, “come on, am
I right? I know I am, I’m a succubus after all… but I want to hear you tell
me.”
“No, I haven’t ever so much as kissed a girl,” he said
crossly, “happy?”
“Oh, you have no idea,” Vesu drawled, taking a torch off the
wall. With a snap of her fingers it burst to life, lighting the massive entry
hall of what had once been a temple of worship.
She handed it to him, and he took it hesitantly, “thanks,”
Arthur muttered, still unnerved by the petite demon, “I uh… suppose this is
where we part ways.”
“What? No way, we’re an adventuring party now!” Vesu
exclaimed.
Arthur sighed, “you can’t be serious, a Paladin and a
Succubus on a team?”
“Being alone really increases the chance of the you-know-what,”
Vesu replied. She held out her hand and another torch flew off the wall,
lighting as she embraced it.
“And you’d turn against your former companions in here?” he
asked curiously, “and your dark mistress?”
Vesu waved dismissively, “these guys have really been
getting on my nerves lately, they deserve a little ass kicking!”
“How can I trust you?” Arthur asked, raising an eyebrow.
Vesu’s eyes lit up, and she held out her free hand as a
parchment and pen appeared in it with a puff of smoke, “let’s make a deal!” the
parchment rolled down from her hand, eventually landing on the floor.
“I’m not reading it,” he said, “nor will I be signing an
infernal contract, I know better than that demon!”
She shrugged, and the paper disappeared in another puff of
smoke as quickly as it had come, “fine cutie-pie, but a lot of my more powerful
magic isn’t mine to freely use. If you don’t want to make a contract, you’re
going to have to beg for my aid each time you want more than the basics, you
know how that one works, right?”
“He who beseeches a demon for aid three times shall forfeit
his soul,” he quoted, remembering the warning in the scriptures well.
“So only do it twice!” she said, her bat-wings fluttering as
she hovered down a staircase after him, “think about it,” she said excitedly,
“that’s two Bad Ends you can avoid!”
“I’m not going to get any Bad Ends,” he snapped,
“t-they’re just a sort of in-joke among adventurers.”
“Nope, they’re fated,” Vesu said smugly, “and by the way, you
should probably get that sword of yours out… this next room is full of
skeletons.”
Arthur nodded, drawing his sword as he reached the wooden
doorway into the temple’s lower levels. With a defiant shout he kicked the door
open, swinging his sword as the first of the undead creatures lumbered at him,
chattering as it flung an axe at him. He raised his shield, expertly deflecting
it and smashing the ambulatory bones to dust.
Behind him he heard Vesu’s wings flutter as she came to his
side, “pew pew pew!” she whispered, doing finger gun motions as small bolts of
lightning flew out, causing each of the undead to explode on contact.
It didn’t take long for them to clear the room of skeletons,
and he panted, holding his glowing sword before him as the holy energies that
enabled him to smite the undead subsided. With a grin he sheathed his sword,
turning to Vesu.
“Thanks, you’re not so bad in a fight!”
“Yeah,” she said, waving and causing sparks to dance along
her fingertips, “I’m pretty awesome, I know.”
They passed into the next chamber; a room so large that they
couldn’t see the ceiling. Arthur gripped his sword uncertainly, slowly gazing
around at the massive columns that rose into the darkness. A loud hiss startled
him, and the runes on his shield glowed as the ground rumbled slightly.
“What’s this?” a low female voice echoed, “a delicious
little hero to snack on?”
A pair of golden eyes opened, shining through the gloom as
slits focused down on them. Arthur gripped his shield tighter as a massive
Lamia slithered out of the darkness, her upper body naked as she cackled
wickedly. She had green hair that hung around her shoulders, matching the
emerald scales of her snakelike lower half as she slithered towards the pair,
her wagon sized breasts bouncing as she bobbed and weaved between the towering
stone columns.
“I am Slethira,” she thundered, looming over Arthur like a
snake about to strike, “and you my dear hero, are dinner!” she paused, seeing a
grinning Vesu hovering next to him, “YOU!?” she snapped, “What are you doing
with him?”
“We’re teaming up!” Vesu said eagerly, “prepare to be
defeated Slethira!”
The enormous snake woman stared at the tiny succubus a
moment, then hissed, her forked tongue sliding between her lips as she tasted
the air and thought. Finally, she slithered down, her bulk resting in front of
them as her snakelike body, easily as thick around as a house, rose up, letting
her human form loom overhead.
“I don’t know what your game is,” Slethira muttered, “but
perhaps it’s time I stopped playing Vesu, I’ll consume you and your human!”
“Oh no!” Vesu said mockingly, slapping her cheeks, “quick
Arthur, come up with a strategy to beat her!”
He gulped, barely leaping out of the way as the gigantic
lamia’s hand came down, trying to snatch him up. He whirled around, slicing her
fingers with his sword and causing her to his in pain, pulling back. The ground
shook as she slithered after him, and he sprinted with all of his might into
the maze of stone columns, hiding between them as the snake-woman tried to
pursue.
“What’s our plan?” Vesu asked eagerly, causing him to start.
He glanced at the succubus, who was floating next to him again.
“Try not to die,” Arthur muttered, peering out from behind
the column.
“Oh,” Vesu said, biting her lip, “well uh… bad news.”
Arthur frowned, turning around to rebuke her, but his eyes
went wide as he saw the house sized face of the Lamia grinning at him. He
raised his sword again, but her hand darted out, pinching his blade between her
fingers and easily wresting it from his grip.
“Oh no,” Slethira teased, “no blade…” a simple flick of her
finger against his shield was as powerful as a mace blow, and he struggled to
hold it in place as she casually flicked it again. He cried out in pain as a
third flick caused it to go wide, and she snatched it, pulling it free and
tossing it away into the darkness too.
He shouted in surprise as her long forked tongue darted out,
and arms were forced against his side as the powerful pink appendage as thick
as his legs wrapped around his body like a python. Slethira chuckled, lifting
into the air, keeping him coiled in her slimy tongue, sliding it over him and
tasting him, tightening its grip and
causing him to grunt as he struggled feebly against her.
Vesu fluttered up to his side, pulling against the slimy
tongue, unable to get a solid grip, “Arthur come on!” she grunted, “struggle
harder, getting eaten by a Lamia is a super Bad End!”
He shouted defiantly, struggling to force the tongue off of
himself as he was slowly pulled into the Lamia’s open mouth, and Vesu fluttered
away from him as the snake-woman’s lips closed behind him, sealing him in the
warm darkness. He began to panic as he breathed in the hot humid air,
struggling as the tongue uncoiled and saliva choked his nose and mouth.
“No,” he breathed, realizing the painful and humiliating end
she had planned for him, “no, please not this!”
His answer was for her to tilt her head, causing him to
slide downward as her saliva pooled around him. A moment later a loud *gulp*
echoed out as he was forced, screaming, down her throat. He was squeezed from
all sides as the powerful muscles slid him downwards. His feet were free first,
and then the rest of him, and he flailed for a split second before splashing down
into an open space with a noxious smell.
Her stomach, I’m in her stomach, Arthur realized,
fighting another wave of panic as his skin began to itch. The next sound he
heard was her muscles churning, swirling the mixture around him and causing him
to cough feebly as he struggled to stay afloat in his armor.
“You’ve got to do it!” he heard a voice call. There was a
brief light as a red glow lit up the inside of the Lamia’s belly, Vesu floated
just above him, her tiny bat wings fluttering as her tail twitched nervously,
“call on me to save you!”
“I-I can’t!” he protested, “you’re a demon!”
“And you’re about to be a meal!” she retorted.
He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, “I BESEECH YOU,
VESU SAVE ME!”
She smiled and the red glow filled the cavern of the
snake-woman’s stomach, soon it became blinding and Arthur shielded his eyes.
He gasped as he looked up at the snake woman, now moaning
and laying on her side, clutching her stomach. The massive columned room was
now brightly lit, and he looked down at himself, shocked to be whole and
unharmed.
“Here you go!” Vesu giggled, handing him his sword and
shield.
“Y-You bitch,” Slethira moaned, clutching her belly and
slowly slithering away.
“Should I go after her?” Arthur asked curiously.
Vesu just shook her head, “nah, she’s learned her lesson
about messing with me.”
He raised an eyebrow, but didn’t probe further. He started
walking towards the exit on the far end of the massive room, but Vesu hovered
down in front of him, a smug grin on her face, her hands behind her back as she
rocked back and forth on her heels expectantly.
“What?” he sighed.
“You beseeched me for help!” she said in a singsong voice,
“now I get a favor!”
His heart skipped a beat, “w-what do you want?” he fought a
shiver as he imagined all manner of terrible and unspeakable acts the demon
might demand of him. Will I have to harm the innocent? Steal from the poor?
“I want that first kiss,” Vesu said, her voice suddenly
going serious.
He blinked, “w-what?”
“Your first kiss,” Vesu repeated, “I want it!” He frowned,
looking for the trick, but Vesu just giggled, “trust me, it’s worth a lot to
a succubus.” She saw his confusion and rolled her eyes, “you can negotiate for
something else if you wish, but I’ve told you what I want.” She puckered her
lips at him playfully.
“Granted,” he sighed.
She practically bounced with excitement, and before he knew
it she’d floated up to his face, wrapped her arms around him, and was giving
him a passionate kiss. He groaned as her tongue invaded his mouth, causing him
to all but collapse into her embrace as her hands wandered his body. He felt
blood rush between his legs, and he realized that the way she was pressing
against him, she’d almost certainly feel his arousal.
“Wonderful,” Vesu groaned, pulling away finally.
“Y-Yes, it was,” he stammered.
He blinked as he looked at her, standing before him, not
hovering… and looking him in the eye? He realized suddenly that his armor was
looser, his shield heavier… Vesu just grinned as he realized what had happened.
“I-I’m smaller?”
“Yeah,” she admitted with a shrug, “you’ll get smaller every
time you ask for my help without a contract in place.”
“Why?” he demanded.
“Just part of dealing with a demon,” she replied, “you get
weaker, we get stronger… and then there’s this!” she excitedly held out her
hand, revealing a glittering blue gem in the center of her palm. It sparkled
vibrantly, and he couldn’t help but look at it in awe.
“W-What is that?” he asked uncertainly.
“It’s your first kiss,” she replied dreamily, “and it’s mine
now, mine forever.”
“How is that possible?” he whispered, “a kiss isn’t… it’s
not a physical thing...”
“You’re a holy man, and you let a demon claim something
special of yours,” she said. With a wave of her hand a small gold chain
appeared before her, and the beautiful blue gem flew to it, embedding itself in
the necklace. With a wink Vesu slid it on, letting his first kiss dangle
between her breasts as her wings flapped and she rose into the air again.
With a sigh he trudged across the room, “We’ve a ways to go
yet,” he muttered, “if you sap more of my strength it’s going to… complicate
things.”
“Hey, you wanted to challenge the dark mistress of this
temple,” Vesu said with a shrug, “no quest worth doing is easy.”
He frowned, but didn’t say anything, I’ll have a priest
remove whatever she did to me as soon as this is over, he decided, if she’d
stolen some of his size and strength a divine blessing would clear it right up…
and it was hard to argue against the utility of having the demon at his side.
“What’s through here?” he asked the succubus as they reached
the door.
“Some suits of armor that come to life and fight you, then
the fairy sisters,” Vesu replied.
“Got it,” Arthur muttered, readying his sword. It’s too
heavy, he thought miserably, how am I supposed to fight the whole way
through this place with oversized equipment?
He gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on the sword as
Vesu pushed the door open. True to what she’d said, a trio of living plate mail
suits of armor shambled forward, and he parried the first blow, expertly moving
to strike the first automaton’s back and send it tumbling to the ground. Vesu
flew over his head, tackling another of the things and pushing it against a
wall. There was a flash of red energy, and it crumbled to dust. With a grunt
Arthur bashed the final one to pieces with his shield, watching as the now
inanimate pieces tumbled down.
“Right,” he panted, “that wasn’t so bad…” in truth it had
been, each blow had taken a lot out of him, and he took a moment to catch his
breath. “So,” he managed, “the fairy sisters… I suppose I just swat them or
something?”
“Swat them?” Vesu asked.
“You know, like flies,” he explained, “they’re the size of bugs,
aren’t they?”
“Hey!” a high voice called, “that’s mean!”
He watched as a golden trail of fairy dust raced towards
him. There was a buzzing sound like a fly or a bee whooshing past his ear. He
whirled around, trying to keep his eye on the fairy as another, this one with a
silver trail, buzzed down in tandem.
“He thinks we’re bugs Tii!” the silver one giggled,
fluttering close to him.
“I think we should teach this big oaf a lesson Taa!” the
gold fairy agreed.
“Vesu!” Arthur called, raising his shield.
“On it,” the demon said, “hey, shoo, get out of here!” she
swatted feebly at the two fairies, who just dodged and giggled.
“Wow, look who’s trying to help the hero!” Taa said
excitedly.
“She’s a lot slower than I remember,” Tii giggled.
“Hey demon,” Taa taunted, “you told this sexy human about
all the bad ends in our temple, right?”
“He’s not getting a bad end!” Vesu said defensively,
slapping at the gold fairy and just barely missing.
“That’s a nice new necklace Vessy,” she said, glancing at
Arthur as he struggled to keep his eyes on the zooming fairies, “I think I know
where you got it!” Vesu growled angrily in response and held up her hand,
shooting a blast of lightning at the fairy, causing her to squeak and buzz
away.
Arthur blinked, trying to follow the silver fairy as she
began to circle him, giggling wickedly as the glittering dust fell down on him
in waves. A second later the gold fairy joined him, and a rain of shimmering
material blinded him as he struggled under the increasing weight of his armor.
He grunted as he dipped lower, sliding out of his underclothes.
He heard giggling as matching gold and silver glows entered
his now cavernous armor, and as their translucent wings slowed and they settled
next to him, he got his first good look at the fairy sisters.
Tii and Taa were twins, only distinguishable by the
respective gold and silver auras that surrounded them. Other than that, they
appeared as young women, clad only in threadbare leaves that revealed most of
their buxom bodies. They had their hair cut in short boyish styles, revealing
pointed elfin ears that twitched as they searched for him.
“There he is!” Tii laughed, sprinting towards him. Taa
followed
Arthur raised his fists defiantly, but the two fairies
loomed over him by a head, and with a flick of their wrists more of the
glittery fairy dust coated him, shrinking him down to the level of their
waists. With a giggle the silver fairy came around him, grabbing him from behind
and holding his arms while her gold colored sister knelt down to examine the
human they’d shrunk out of his clothes.
“Wow,” Tii giggled, “I can see why the demoness likes him.”
“That is a nice body human,” Taa agreed, “are you sure you
won’t just give up this nonsense about cleansing the temple? You could be our
little boyfriend!”
“I’ll never join you!” he retorted, “y-you’re nothing but
wicked bugs!”
The fairies giggled together, and he coughed and sputtered
as they buzzed their wings, filling the dark confines of his giant clothing
with more of the silver and gold fairy dust. He felt himself getting smaller,
and the fairy holding him released her grip as he dwindled between the watching
and laughing fae.
“There he goes!” Taa taunted.
“Buh bye little human!” Tii said, waving teasingly.
“Who’s the bug now?” Taa asked, crossing her arms smugly,
“want to know how your story finishes knight?”
“No glorious victory,” Tii said.
“Or honorable defeat,” Taa laughed.
“Just crushed,” Tii said.
“Like a bug,” Taa continued.
“Under our feet!” they said together, their grins growing
wicked as he looked at their toes in horror, toes that were now taller than he
was.
Arthur looked up at the towering fairies, who were now
lifting their feet over him in unison. His eyes widened as he realized what
they intended, and he raised his arms feebly above his face to shield himself
from the inevitable impact of the fairies’ soles.
“HERE COMES THE BAD END!” the two fairies chanted together,
stomping down at the same time.
“OOF!” Vesu grunted.
Arthur opened his eyes, and gaped as he saw the succubus,
somehow his own tiny size, struggling with shaking arms to hold a pair of
gigantic fairy feet from coming down on him.
“HEY! THAT’S CHEATING!” the fairies said in unison.
“A-Arthur,” Vesu managed, going to a knee as the feet forced
her down further, “c-could you please-“
“Vesu I beseech thee, save me!” he shouted.
Vesu grinned, and there was a familiar burst of red light
that caused him to cover his eyes.
“Whew, that was a close one,” Vesu laughed. She held up the
fairies, trapped in a small brass birdcage which dangled from her finger.
Arthur looked around, sighing with relief as he saw the room
was almost back to normal. He looked up at the smug succubus, level with
her bellybutton at best.
“You cheated!” the fairy sisters said together.
“You can’t help a human without him asking!” Tii said
angrily.
“Yeah, this’ll never hold up in infernal court!” Taa continued.
“I knew he was going to ask, it’s just as good,” Vesu
said, narrowing her eyes at the fairies.
The two looked at Arthur, and in spite of everything they
shared a giggle at his reduced stature.
“Hey human,” Taa began.
“Do you even know who you’ve teamed up with?” Tii started.
“What she’s got planned for you?” Taa said, sticking her
face up against the bars.
“Allyoop!” Vesu shouted, tossing the cage across the room as
hard as she could. The two fairies cried out in surprise and swore angrily as
the cage clanged across the floor, eventually rolling out of sight as they kept
squeaking a mix of threats and pleas.
“What do you want?” Arthur asked in a defeated tone as the
towering, to him at least, succubus turned back around to face him.
“Aww,” she cooed, leaning down and ruffling his hair
affectionately, “maybe I just wanted to save my adorable little human friend
from getting pulped? Squished like a bug by bugs is definitely Bad End
material, isn’t it?”
“Did you do it just to save me?” he asked,
unflinching.
She big her lip, just the barest hint of a blush coming to
the succubus’s face, “Yes and no, I’m really starting to like ya Artie, and I
bent the rules pretty good to get in there and save you in time, but…” her grin
widened, “business is business.”
Arthur couldn’t help but chuckle, “fine, name your price.”
“You have to touch my breasts,” she said.
His eyes went wide, “you want me to-“
“Fondle my boobs, rub my tits,” Vesu giggled, “come on,
unlace my corset.”
“C-Can’t you just-“
“Nope,” she shook her head, “it’s gotta be you Paladin, take
my top off and cop a feel.” She turned around, displaying the laces of her
corset to him.
He gulped, and with shaking hands he reached up, slowly
pulling the knot that held the corset together. The lace felt silky in his
hand, and a moment later the tight garment seemed to pop free. Vesu looked over
her shoulder and down at his diminished form with a grin. Slowly he pulled the
rest of the laces apart until the corset was loose enough that it fell down at
the demon’s feet. With a smug grin she turned to face him, now topless.
Her breasts were massive at his small size, easily bigger
than his head. He stared at the perfect perky orbs, each one capped off by a
small pink nipple that stood erect under his gaze. He slowly looked up at the
smiling face of the demon, who nodded eagerly, urging him on. He walked up and
lifted his hands up, cupping the bottom of them and enjoying the soft and
yielding feel.
“Let me help you,” Vesu said, getting to her knees to give
the tiny man better access. She moaned happily as his thumbs traced over her
nipples, and before he could protest she put her arms around his head, forcing
him deep into the valley between her breasts, smothering him. The diminutive paladin
struggled, but only halfheartedly. She chuckled, watching a new small gem
appear in her hand, a vibrant green emerald that seemed to emanate its own
light. She released him finally, and as he gasped for breath his eyes went wide
upon sight of the glittering treasure in her gloved palm.
“I-Is that-“
“The first time you touched a woman’s breasts,” the succubus
said with a happy sigh. She brought the gem to her necklace, and a golden
housing seemed to grow out of the chain, framing the gem in the same style as the
blue one that contained his first kiss. She fingered the gemstones a moment, an
inordinately smug expression on her face as he comprehended exactly what she
was holding around her neck.
“The fairies, they said you had plans for me?” Arthur said
curiously.
That seemed to snap Vesu out of her reverie, “h-hey, forget
those flies, we’re having fun!” she beamed.
“You’re trying to corrupt me,” he accused.
Vesu shrugged, “I mean… a little? Doesn’t your order let you
kiss girls now?”
“Well yes, we can have wives and children,” he explained,
“but that doesn’t give one permission for wanton acts of-“
“Don’t worry about it,” she said, cupping his face, “just
remember, it’s for the greater good!” She gave him a quick peck on the cheek
which caused him to blush as she stood up. “I’m going to take really good care
of you Artie, no Bad Ends in this temple!”
He sighed, looking down at his naked body, then back at his
armor and sword, “I’m too small to use any of my gear now…” he felt despair
start to well within him, “I… I don’t think I can finish this.”
“Hey,” she said, hugging his shoulder and smiling, “come on,
you’re a real champ! A beacon of holy light, you’re so close!” she peered at
the next door, “just through there is an elevator which will take you to the
very top of the tower, where the dark mistress lives!”
He chewed his lip, “and what monster guards that elevator?”
“It’s not a monster,” Vesu said, “There’s a simple trap, you
step on a stone, and some spears fly out and hit you, at this size they’ll
probably go right over your head!”
“And the dark mistress herself?” he asked hesitantly.
“You’re a Paladin, you’ll smite a demon like her easily,”
Vesu said reassuringly, “you’ve cast out demons before, right?”
“Yes,” he said uncertainly, “but my size-“
“Won’t matter,” Vesu said with a grin, “she’ll be putty in
your hands.”
He breathed out slowly, “okay…” he looked at his armor, “is
there any way you could-“
He jumped as a black sword and a red horned shield appeared
in his hands, both appropriately sized for his new form. He glanced oddly at
the blood red runes up the blade, and the grinning toothy maw painted across
the shield. It was certainly a far cry from what he normally used… but somehow,
they felt right.
“Just a few more freebies,” Vesu said with a wink, “don’t
tell anyone though!”
He grinned, “got it… now how about some clothes?”
She just shook her head, “nope, fight naked, like the humans
of old!”
He rolled his eyes, “right… just dodge a few spears…” He
walked towards the door as the towering succubus floated behind him. He reached
for the door handle, struggling to get his fingers around it as he pulled the
door open.
The room was a simple corridor, perhaps fifty feet long,
with a brightly glowing pink door at the end. From somewhere a haunting tune on
an organ began to play, and as he stepped onto the first of the floor tiles he
heard a hiss as the spears launched overhead.
“Huh, you’re right,” he muttered, watching them arc just a
few inches over the top of his head.
“Told ya, you’ve got this thing all but won!” Vesu said
eagerly, “come on, you’re almost to the top!”
With a grin he sprinted down the corridor, the spears
shooting harmlessly over his head. When he reached the elevator, he was almost
laughing, and Vesu had a broad grin on her face as she landed behind him.
Her eyes widened a moment as he reached for the elevator
button, “W-WAIT NO!”
The organ music picked up a tempo, and the doorway they’d
come through slammed shut, a massive boulder crashing down and dropping in
front of it. Slowly, the boulder started to roll towards them, completely
filling the narrow corridor as it steadily advanced.
“Gods no,” Arthur breathed. He looked back at the elevator
in horror, “what did I do wrong?”
“You needed to hit the “down” button,” Vesu wailed, “it’s a
fakeout, the up button just activates the boulder!”
The two of them stared at each other a moment, and Arthur
sighed, looking up at the amazonian demoness.
“Don’t do it!” Vesu warned, “you can’t ask for my help again
or your soul is mine!”
“I don’t see a way out,” he said as the rock rumbled towards
them.
“T-That’s a bad end!” Vesu stammered, “a succubus stealing
your soul is a BAD END Arthur!”
He shrugged, “at least one of us will get a good ending,
right? Vesu, I beseech you, save me!” he said loudly.
She sighed, and the corridor filled with red light as she
carried out his command. He blinked as his vision cleared, and at first he
thought he’d been transported to a different room, one with black columns as
thick around as his waist, but as he heard the rumbling giggle from behind him
he realized the truth.
Those are her fingers, he thought numbly, slowly
turning around. Vesu teasingly waved to the tiny paladin in the palm of her
hand, and he grunted in surprise as her the heart that capped off her tail came
down and teasingly pushed him over, the velvety surface rubbing against his
face as the demon regarded him.
“You weren’t supposed to do that,” she sighed.
“I had to save you at least,” he protested.
“I’m a succubus, do you really think I can be killed by a
boulder!?” she laughed. She turned around to the elevator and sighed, hitting
the “down” button. “I do appreciate the sentiment though,” she said solemnly, “and
after all the silliness I put you through.”
She brought him up to her breasts, pushed up by the black
corset, and slowly slid his tiny body between them. The soft warmth of the orbs
seemed to mold around him, imprisoning him in their pillowy embrace. Vesu
hummed happily as she stepped into the elevator, and the doors closed behind
them as they started to ascend.
“I-I can’t fight the dark mistress of this temple in this
state,” Arthur stammered, “Vesu, we’ve got to go back down, maybe find a way out-“
“Don’t worry about Vesuvia, she’s a real sweety,” Vesu
giggled, “playful, fun, and super sexy too!” the elevator dinged, and the doors
to the final chamber slid open. While Arthur wasn’t sure what to expect, a pink
heart shaped bed, soft red carpeting, and a chilling bottle of champagne in a
bucket of ice hadn’t been it.
He frowned, gazing around the room, finally seeing large
portrait above a roaring fireplace. The demon pictured looked stern, and had a
pitchfork in her hand as she stood atop a pile of skulls, but there was no
mistaking who it was.
“Gods,” he gasped, “y-you’re-“
“Yep, your adorable companion Vesu was actually the dungeon
boss!” she giggled, jumping up slightly and causing him to slip further into
her jiggling breasts.
“Vesu… Vesuvia,” he sighed, “gods I’m a fool…”
“Yeah,” she giggled, strutting over and plopping herself
into a large easy chair. She slowly plucked him out of her cleavage, dangling
his naked body in front of her face for a minute. He flinched as her tongue
came out, slowly licking up his entire body, coating him in her saliva. “Yummy,”
she teased.
Her tail came up next, slowly wrapping around him and
binding his arms and legs together, “y-you always wanted me to have a Bad End,
didn’t you!?” he grunted, squirming feebly.
“Nope,” she shook her head, “I felt sorry for you, we demons
have a certain… metaphysical awareness you might call it, some of us can even
see the tags.”
“The what?” he asked, confused.
“Don’t worry about it,” she chuckled, “my point is that you
are just radiating Bad End energy, like seriously you must have made
luck a dump stat or something, I don’t think I’ve ever encountered a hero with
this kind of Bad End sauce coating them.”
His face fell, “then do it,” he said softly, “what’s it
going to be? Eaten? Crushed?” he gulped, “drowned in your womanhood?”
“Stop, stop, I can only get so wet!” Vesu giggled. He saw
the demon dip a gloved hand into the black pair of panties she wore below her
corset, and from the way she moaned and arced her back, she wasn’t lying about
how she felt about the prospect. “The thing is,” she groaned, her grin going
wider, “I felt bad for you, so I decided to help you along. I figured maybe I
could help you find your way to a more… noble end, stabbed by a skeleton
for example, not great, but that’s not a bad end, you know?”
“And yet here we are,” he growled, watching the enormous
succubus play with herself. He didn’t want to admit it, but his arousal was
building, and as her tail coiled tighter around him, the velvety skin on it
rubbed against his manhood, causing him to groan with her.
“Yep!” she giggled, biting her lip, “I really like you
Artie, I’ve had more fun today than I have since I fell from grace, and it was
really cute how you tried to save me… but you asked for my help three times,
your soul is mine, you’re tiny, naked, and in the hands, tail rather, of a powerful
demoness. I think we can say you lost this one. You’re staring down that particular
type of ending you were so worried about…”
Arthur thought a moment, then smirked, “you’re teasing me
again…”
Her smile lit up, “yeah,” she laughed, pulling her hand out
of her panties and examining the glistening wet glove, “I am… I’ll let you go.
Do you want me to go get your stuff or-“
“Don’t I still have to repay you for that third favor I
requested?”
She froze, then a grin slowly traced over her face, “Oh right,
silly me!” her fingers traced over her necklace, where his first kiss and his
first feel of a woman’s breasts hung, glittering on the gold chain. She licked
her lips and stood up, “now I’m sure you know how I’d like to complete my
necklace,” she drawled in a husky voice.
“I’ve an idea,” he admitted, feeling his manhood throb at
the proposition.
Vesu stood up, uncoiling her tail from his body and letting
his tiny form fall into her waiting gloved hand. She flicked her other wrist,
and the same corset he’d unlaced before undid itself before his eyes, letting
those familiar perky breasts pop free as she stepped out of it. Her bottoms
simply flowed off her like water, revealing a womanhood shaved bare, save for a
small pink heart just above her opening.
She slowly placed him on the bed, climbing onto it and
splaying her legs in front of him invitingly. He felt her fingers against his
back, slowly, but forcefully, pushing him forward until he was up against it.
He swallowed nervously, looking in awe at a womanhood that was as big as he was.
There was a heat emanating off of it, and it glistened slightly from her arousal.
“Touch it,” she ordered, tapping his back with her massive
finger again.
He did so, running his hands over her and causing the
gigantic succubus to shiver, and he glanced nervously as her towering thighs
threatened to close on him. He kept going, letting his hands rest on a small
bud just above her opening that caused a loud moan from the demoness.
“Yesssss,” she hissed happily. In her hand another gem had appeared,
this one a neon yellow, “the first time you touched a woman’s cunt!” She
practically squealed with joy as she placed it on the gold necklace, like his
first kiss and his first touch of woman’s breast, it slid easily on, housing
for it appearing as the three gems glittered in the sensual low light of Vesu’s
bedroom.
“There’s one thing left to complete that,” he gulped, “isn’t
there?” Vesu leaned up slightly and nodded with a grin, “s-so how is that going
to work for me, at this size?” he asked.
Vesu just chuckled, and he felt her fingers against his back
again as he was pushed forward again. He entered her easily, his head and
shoulders sliding through the lubricated lips without resistance. The silky-smooth
walls pressed around him, causing him to gasp with pleasure as her softest and
most intimate place rubbed against his entire body.
“Oh, Hades yes!” Vesu cried, squirming on the bed as the
paladin was forced deeper inside her. Her legs crossed, squeezing him tighter
as her wetness threatened to drown him inside her.
Arthur fought for breath, feeling pleasure rising in his
lower body as the quivering walls around him brought him closer to climax. He
choked on the sweet and pungent taste of her juices, his vision starting to go
spotty as the demoness’s cries echoed around him.
Vesu gave one final sigh, leaning back on the bed with a broad
smile on her face as the final tremors ceased. Within her Arthur shouted, a
vibrating sound that she could feel inside her, a scream of pleasure as he came
that caused a pleasant tingle on top of her own fading bliss.
Dreamily Vesu looked at her open palm, watching the energy
gather as a perfect crystalline diamond formed, the hero’s virginity. She took
a moment to admire the beautiful white gem, like the others it seemed to
radiate with its own light, and it held a beauty that even a demoness found to
be a rare thing. With a triumphant smirk she brought it down to her necklace,
and the gold enveloped it too, causing the now four gems to light up in
sequence as the set was completed.
“Mmm…” she groaned happily, flopping back onto her pillow, “good
job hero,” she murmured, reaching her hand between her legs. She fumbled around
a moment, then found the tiny paladin’s leg. With a wet *schlick* she
pulled him free with one smooth motion, dangling the panting and exhausted man
from her fingers as she lifted him over her face.
“W-Was it satisfactory?” he asked, forcing a smile.
“More than you could ever know,” she drawled, lowering him
down to let him rest between her heaving breasts. He lay still for a moment,
then looked up at Vesu’s necklace, and the four colored gems placed on it. She
smiled, “do you like them?” she asked, “these can only be created by a holy man
and a succubus… your first kiss, your first breasts, your first pussy, your virginity!
And each one freely given!” she squealed excitedly, “you have no idea how
rare, how powerful these gems are…” she sighed, then stroked his hair a
moment, her single fingertip as large as his head, “thank you Arthur, I’ll
treasure these forever, I promise… I’ve really enjoyed our time together.”
“Me too,” he sighed, flopping onto his back. He looked up at
the towering hills on either side of him, her pink nipples capping each one off
as they rose and fell slightly with her breath. “Am I… going to be small
forever?”
“No,” Vesu laughed, “I’ll fix you before you go… but just
rest there for now, you’ve earned it.”
…
Arthur woke up the next morning, stretching as he sat up in Vesu’s
heart shaped bed, “morning cutie!” she giggled, hovering down to him, her batlike
wings flapping slightly as she brought an elaborate tray of pancakes, bacon, eggs,
and a tall glass of orange juice down to him. She snuggled up to his side, and
he put an arm around her, savoring the feeling of her at her normal size,
rather than the towering demoness he’d been forced to contend with in his
smaller form.
“This is excellent,” he marveled, spearing another piece of
the pancake with the provided fork.
“Succubi are naturally good at making breakfast,” Vesu
giggled, “we have a lot of morning afters.”
When he was done Vesu tossed the tunic and leathers he wore
under his armor at his feet, and then beckoned him to follow her to the elevator.
Nervously, he climbed in, and they listened to the organ music play as they
descended again.
“A lot of dungeon bosses build a quick way back to the
entrance,” Vesu explained, “Me? I’m a real bitch, so I make anyone who gets to my
final chamber walk all the way back afterwards.”
“Devious,” he muttered as they stepped out of the elevator
and went through the trapped corridor. Thankfully this time nothing leapt out
at him, and Vesu hummed happily as she hovered in front of him, her batwings
flapping and her tail casually flicking back and forth like a pleased cat’s.
“Good morning, Arthur!” the Fairy Sisters said together,
hovering to either side of them.
“The boss lady explained everything,” Tii giggled.
“And we’ve prepared your new equipment!” Taa finished.
The walking suits of armor presented Arthur with a set of
black plate mail, red demonic glyphs covering it. He raised an eyebrow, then
cried out in surprise as it leapt onto him, covering his body and lacing itself
up in an instant.
“It certainly… fits well,” he muttered, looking down at his
form, “but it’s a little… intimidating for a Paladin.”
The fairy sisters shared a knowing giggle, but kept silent, each
one landing on one of his shoulders and riding atop them as he and Vesu
continued on their way out of the dungeon.
“I believe you remember these?” Vesu said, flicking her
wrist and causing the matching black sword and shield to fly to his hands.
Arthur caught them, looking down at the familiar weapons she’d armed him with
the day before. “I added a little charm so they’ll always be the same size you
are,” the succubus said with a wink.
As they entered the massive columned chamber Slethira, the
great Lamia, slithered out, an annoyed look on her face, “Hey Knight,” she
grumbled, “my stomach still hurts from yesterday…”
“Don’t bite off more than you can chew!” Vesu giggled, “did
you get Artie’s horse ready?”
“Yeah, yeah,” the Lamia muttered, crossing her arms as the
small, to her anyway, procession continued, “it’s waiting out front.”
The skeletons saluted Arthur and followed behind them as
they exited the temple, and Arthur balked as he saw that what waited for him
wasn’t his old steed, but a jet black horse with blood red eyes. Fire burst
from its nostrils as it snorted, and though there was no wind its main billowed
dramatically as it slowly clopped towards them.
“T-That’s a-“
“A Nightmare!” Vesu said excitedly.
“B-But those can only be ridden by-“
“Death Knights!” the two fairies on his shoulders cried out excitedly.
“But I’m not-“
“A demon owns your soul,” Vesu giggled, “you can’t be
a Paladin anymore, sorry!”
He sighed, “but… I don’t want to do the wicked things that
Death Knights do!”
Vesu just giggled, “then don’t! Just find ways to use your
new abilities for… well maybe not good, but something in that general
ballpark!”
“I suppose avenging the downtrodden will be more… thematic
now,” he muttered.
“Exactly!” Vesu said, fluttering up to him as he climbed
into the saddle of his new mount.
He smirked as the two fairies flew off his shoulders,
joining Vesu as she hovered overhead, “Well, if nothing else I suppose I did
avoid the Bad End…”
“Please,” Vesu laughed, “you got defiled and corrupted into
my service, that’s a super Bad End if I’ve ever heard one!”
“I don’t know,” he mused, resting his hand on the pommel of
his new blade, “from where I’m sitting… it feels pretty good.”
Vesu’s face grew serious a moment, and she hovered down level
with him, “All of that Bad End energy that was around you… it’s gone now, so
you should be safe adventuring.” She bit her lip and looked away a moment, “I’m
your guardian Demon now, so I’ll always be looking out for you, but… come back
and visit me sometime, okay?”
“I promise,” he said solemnly, “you have my word as a Pal-
as a Death Knight.”
Vesu yelped in surprise as he leaned over and kissed her on
the cheek. She fluttered away a moment as the fairies giggled, but then they went
silent as a light appeared in Vesu’s hand. Everyone watched in bewilderment as
a new gem appeared, slightly larger than the others the succubus had collected.
This one was pink, heart shaped, and shone more brilliantly than the others as
Vesu eyed it in awe.
“Y-Your first time falling in love!?” Vesu squealed.
He blinked in surprise, “well… I suppose,” he admitted, his
face red.
Vesu’s own face blushed, and she brought the heart shaped
gem down to her necklace, where it molded into the center of the four other
gems. She stared down at it a moment, giggling slightly, then excitedly all but
dancing around in the air.
“You love me! You love me!” she taunted, causing him
to roll his eyes, “you can’t lie!” she laughed, “look, it’s right here!” she
ran a hand over the pink gem, glittering as it set in the center of the rest of
the demon’s trophies. She hovered down onto his horse, facing him for a moment
as she looked up at him smugly. “It’s okay,” she said quietly, “I… I think it
might be mutual.”
Before she could say anything else he leaned down to kiss
her again, causing her to squeal in surprise, “oooooh!” the fairy sisters
taunted, fluttering around them both.
Vesu hovered up to join them, her eyes glazed over and a
stupid grin on her face, “g-get out of here Arthur, you have other quests to
do,” she ordered.
With a chuckle Arthur took the reins of his new Nightmare in
hand, and set off for his next adventure.