Adventures in Carnal: Chapter 1
#1 of Adventures in Carnal
My new story based on various hentai and fetish ideas.
Author's Notes: This is my new story Adventures in Carnal. I admit, I was influenced by games such as Corruption of Champions, but actually, I've had such an idea brewing around for a while, but never managed to work up a decent plot. But then I remembered Japanese hentai and pretty much every other porn related adventure series... SCREW PLOT, they've just been one massive acid trip after another.
This story will be based on Japanese Hentai scenarios, which means it will feature some pretty whacky stuff, both comical and just downright "WTF?" inducing. I figured with a hentai theme, I can properly add in all the various fetishes and ideas that would not fit in a normal yiff story, so buckle in, grab your genitals, and start scrolling down to read!
OH, and please, please comment on it if you read. I tend to get motivated and work faster if I find out people are actually talking about my work. If nobody comments, I feel like I'm being ignored and tend to lose my drive to continue. So give this writer some inspiration, if you can.
PS: The main characters will originally be human throughout the start of the story. But judging by fan comments, and my own deviousness, they may not remain that way indeffinitely. ^_^
Dimension of Carnal, 632 years ago, the Arch Magi council chambers...
"Are you certain the ritual will work, master Valshra?" Asked a robed women as she and several other mages gathered around the ritualistic alter that had been prepared. Today, the most powerful mages in Carnal were preparing to tap into an entirely new form of magic they had not experienced before. The woman sounded young, but her body was completely hidden beneath a white, hooded robe, so her features were difficult to make out.
"Until now, those blessed with magic have been forced to rely on either the gods, or the elements to invoke their powers, mistress Alvi," The one addressed as Valshra responded to the female who had spoken, "But this ritual will forge a new form of magic, one that draws strength from the user's own emotional spectrum. Imagine, growing in power purely based on how much we feel the need for that power!" he explained.
Valshra was also completely obscured by a white robe, yet his voice sounded much older, even slightly wizened, as if he were far more experienced than the younger female. He approached the alter and raised his arms up as Alvi and the other mages approached and began to do the same.
"For our first experiment, we will try to bind the power to our lust, it is a very powerful emotion and should make a good test run before moving onto another emotional spectrum." Valshra explained as his hands emerged from his sleeves, indicating he was, indeed, quite old judging by the wrinkles and gnarled fingers. His hands were encompassed by magical orbs of light, and shortly after, the other mages followed suit.
The alter before them had been specifically designed for this particular emotion, it was a stone slap with an erotic carving of a man and woman enjoying a wild bout of sex, the male taking her from behind and holding his right arm up as if prepared to deliver a slap to her ass.
Soon, a magical ring began to spread around the mages, connecting their hands by a chain of energy as it surrounded the statue, and the mages all began to recite the spell in perfect unison as they had practiced many times before.
"We call to the powers that be to grant us a new power upon this day." They recited as the statue began to glow in response to their magic, "Let us forge a new power, one that is not bound to nature, or the divines, but by our own emotions. Let power flow into us by longing for it. Let our lust be the source of our power, and let our power grow as does our desire." They continued the spell, but as they were finishing up, something seemed to go wrong, which the skilled mages quickly realized.
The alter began to glow and crack as fragments shattered and the statue crumbled to dust. In its place stood a creature made entirely of shadow, its body constantly shifting and writhing, so its body structure couldn't be identified. The mages could not stop the spell, their bodies still connected by the magical ring as the creature leered down at them with unseen eyes.
"Foolish mortals! You seek to cheat the laws of nature and gain limitless power reserved only for the gods" the creature spoke in an echoing voice, "You wanted your power to be fueled by lust, and so it shall be, but you shall be forever damned by your ambition this day!" The creature decreed, and with that, a massive explosion of energy erupted from the creature's body, sending the mages flying back against the chamber as the shadowy creature vanished.
The mages were too startled to regain themselves right away, and failed to notice at first as the explosion was still spreading throughout Carnal's realm, not simply the chamber itself. The energy shook the chamber to its core, smashing out the windows and washing over the land like a shock wave from an atomic bomb. Life forms within a 100 mile radius who were caught in the blast shrieked and began to convulse upon the ground as they felt their bodies being warped and shifted by the power infecting their beings.
By the time the blast finally subsided, the mages were surprised to find they were not killed by the energy, but they now felt very strange. As they steadily climbed to their feet, they noticed something was definitely wrong, their robes had been torn to shreds as a large set of wings had emerged from their backs, horns protruded from their foreheads, and their forearms and lower legs seemed to have become encased in a chitinous armor plating that fused with their skin.
Mistress Alvi felt a pain in her chest as what remained of her robes were hugging uncomfortably to her chest. As she yanked it apart, she realized that her original B cup sized breasts had inflated to an impressive D cup. Instead of being horrified, she found herself reacting automatically with a sense of pride and before she knew it, she was rubbing and massaging her newly engorged tits. She was suddenly brought back to her senses when she heard a loud shredding sound and fell forward, as the last of her robes were torn away, leaving her fully naked in the chamber.
She turned to see what she could have sworn was Master Valshra, although it looked like he had regressed 70 years in age, now being in the prime of his youth, his former wrinkled appearance now had flawlessly smooth skin, not including the armor, and his gray hair had returned to its original almond shade and grew down to his shoulders. She was also greatly surprised to see he was sporting a massive erection, an estimated 14 inches in length!
"Master-" She began to question, but before Alvi could get another word out, he grabbed her by the horns and thrust his dick straight down her throat, working into a rhythmic thrusting. She would have normally tried to fight him off, but the moment that huge cock passed her lips, she was overcome with joy and eagerly began to slurp away, surprised that she did not display any sign of a gag reflex.
"That's right, Alvi, I am your master, you are my slave." Valshra jeered as he face fucked his former colleague, looking around to see that the other mages had assumed similar transformations and while they were staring at the two in shock at first, they soon turned and began to mount each other eagerly. Within moments, the entire chamber was filled with a writhing orgy of the former mages, jumping from one partner to the next...
Dimension of Carnal, present day, human settlement: Purity.
The world of Carnal has changed dramatically, it has now become a dimension of utter lust. Originally, the demons, as they were known, were only within 100 miles of the incident, but over the past 6 centuries, the corruption poisoned the land like a nuclear fall out. Humans continued to be corrupted and transform long after the outbreak, and now most of the world was under the control of sex crazed monsters. Any human settlements that existed were kept under heavy guard, warded by holy magic to keep the lust crazed demons at bay. They were entirely self sufficient, only venturing outside their borders to look for emergency supplies, if their own stocks began to run low. There were some who choose to take up a resistance, becoming adventurers who hunted down and exterminated the demons when they could find them, but it seemed to be a lost cause.
Even having the slightest thoughts of physical pleasure invited the possibility of corruption. The remaining humans had to constantly venture to their temples in an effort to cleanse their souls through her prayer. Even trying to rebuild their population had great risks, for the act of mating was one of the greatest ways to corrupt the mortals. Many humans went mad from the constantly paranoia and simply caved in, allowing themselves to become lust crazed demons, themselves.
The settlement of Purity was a special settlement, in that it was specifically designed to train demon hunters. A sort of Adventurer's Guild, if you want to call it that, where students are trained in melee, ranged, and magical combat before being allowed to venture out and stop the demonic menace.
One group of young adventurers has just finished graduating their tests, and were prepared for their first official hunt. The group consisted of four members in particular, one for each type of training they required.
Currently, they were celebrating their graduation exam at the tavern, three of the four adventurers having a mug of frothy liquid before them, while the fourth seemed to have a cup of simple water. The group was comprised of three males, and one female.
The one with the water was Theo, who had been trained as a battle priest by Purity's temple. His magic was geared towards banishing the forces of corruption, as well as keeping his friends alive to fight another day. He was 17 years old with round framed glasses and wearing a golden robe with navy blue highlights. He stood at 5'3 in height, with a meek frame as his training had been primarily on tending to the injured, rather than brute force training. He was able to banish corruption, but when it came to a drawn out battle, his skills were sub-par His eyes were a forest green, and his hair was straight, growing down to half way at his ears, and being a nice, chestnut color. His Caucasian skin tone was lighter than normal, a symbol of his purity, a blessing of the gods. Resting by his leg was an iron mace which had been inscribed with the holy language of the temple, translating to Purify in common tongue. The mace was weak as a normal weapon, but the enchantment damaged not only flesh, but also literally knocked corruption right out of its victims. Of course, the considerably infected needed more than one or two smacks.
The next in the group was the female Vixie, the magi of the group. While it was true that the arch mage council was pretty much disbanded from Carnal when it was discovered they caused the demonic outbreak, humans came to realize forbidding the use of magic was not the wisest move against creatures who had their own magical abilities, and so the magi council was once again established, although now under close watch. Vixie was one of the smallest, despite her age, as her female body was not made to reach the muscular size of a male. She stood only 5'2 in height, and wore a hooded, purple robe with swirling green highlights and had a gnarled, wooden staff leaning against her chair. She was 18 years of age, having to train longer due to the arcane arts being quite difficult to learn. Her skin tone was a light tan, a result of her naturally tan skin, combined with staying shut off in a library most of the time, and rarely going out into the sun. Her hair was cut short, just reaching the tips of her ears in length, and was a dark, raven color. She had kept it short so it would not be bothered by her hood, or get in her way in battle. The staff was just a simple beginner's staff, it was able to help focus her magical powers, releasing them into the outside world. Once she became better skilled, she could eventually learn to wield magic without such a tool, or even try to replace it with a stronger one that had some enchantments placed on it.
Third in the group was Alokir, the warrior of the group. He was 17 years old, and easily the strongest of them, standing at almost 6 feet tall. He had been trained since childhood, and despite his young age, already bore quite the well toned physique, and even was beginning to show the stubbly signs of a beard growing about his face. He was dressed in the recruit's standard armor, consisting of a leather cuirass with metal reinforcements on the shoulders and chest, as well as leather gloves and boots. His biceps and thighs were exposed, to provide easier movement, but also because he hadn't yet earned the right to wear more advanced armor. Recruits needed to show they could bleed before they were considered worthy of protecting. His weapon was simple, two axes strapped to his belt, he preferred to dual wield them, and with their heavy blades, he got a good work out in both arms that a standard sword just couldn't provide. His skin was Caucasian and bore several minor scars from his training in his youth. His hair grew to his shoulders in a dirty blond color, but he kept it tied back in a pony tail so it wouldn't get in his face in battle.
Finally, there was the youngest of the group, Bastion, at the age of 14, it was quite the shock to see him among such older adventurers, but Bastion's age had been precisely what helped him complete his training. He was the rogue of the group, trained at stealth, sabotage, trap disarming, pick pocketing, and assassination. He was supposed to take out demons undetected, and it was difficult to notice a young child darting around when you had a group of adults keeping you distracted. During the graduation test, they had been assigned to fight a captured demon, and while it seemed to be giving his teammates a good challenge, Bastion was able to sneak up and shank him in the heart with a hidden dagger, completing the trial without taking even a single scratch of damage, which his new party couldn't boast the same accomplishment. Bastion stood at 4'0 tall and was dressed in custom made leather armor, being form fitting, and easy to move in. He was outfitted with some hidden utensils in his suit for catching enemies off guard, but he wasn't armed to the teeth like a veteran rogue was said to be. He as still too young and inexperienced to be trusted with all that gear, much less be strong enough to carry it. In addition to his two curved daggers strapped to his belt, his right glove had a sand launcher in the wrist for blinding his enemies, while his left wrist has a grapple launcher. He still had his boyish frame, being lean and elegant in frame, with a deeper tan and Vixie had, and dusty brown hair grown to his eye brows in length.
They were too young to drink real alcohol, of course, but they simulated their victory by drinking root beer, instead. All except Theo, who had sworn off such substances to better retain his purity. It was difficult to cleanse someone of corruption of the clergy was drunk and horny, after all.
"Do victory!" The all said in unison, raising their drinks before gulping them down triumphantly as they awaited their deployment orders. Fresh graduates needed to await proper orders before they could go hunting, but the veterans were trusted enough to venture out on their own terms. No sooner had they finished the first gulps of their drinks than their commanding officer arrived with a rolled up scroll clasped in his left hand.
The officer was captain Baldwin, a member of the warrior division of Purity. He had chosen to take the role of a Knight's path, while Alokir had chosen to become a Berserker. Baldwin was dressed in platinum armor, with a beautiful sword strapped to his wright hip. Even in its sheath, Theo was able to recognize the holy aura that surrounded the blade, radiating with a purifying white light. He had no doubt any demon who came within arm's distance of the captain would be cleaved in two with one blow. Baldwin was almost completely armored save for his face, his bright blond hair and sky blue eyes, combined with his luxurious armor and weapon made him look more like an arch angel, than a Knight. Even though he was in his late 40's, he barely displayed signs of old age settling in, evidence he still had a long career of demon slaying left in him.
"Alright graduates, we've got a fairly easy task for you, but one you'll need to keep your guard up for." He ordered, unrolling the scroll and placing it on the table. It was a bounty report, showing their target, as well as its crimes.
"Your target is a Goblin tribe numbering up to 15 members tops. Goblins may be weak, but they are very intelligent, and we've got word they're being commanded by a Hobgoblin called Red Bottom, supposedly because he had a fascination with spanking any subordinates who cross him. Kill Red Bottom, his minions should scatter without any muscle to lead them." he ordered.
"Oh, and there is something else, it seems he's trying to increase his tribe's numbers, so he's been abducting children with the hopes of corrupting them and turning them into more Goblins. If you happen to run across any prisoners, try to purify them and set them free. If its already too late... do what you need to." He added as the adventurers frowned and began reading over the bounty for details on where to find their target.
Meanwhile at Red Bottom's camp.
"Bring out the next brat!" Shouted the large Hobgoblin as he sat on his wooden throne, his 8 inch cock hard as a rock and throbbing for all to see. The Goblins in his court room were dragging off am unconscious female Goblin with a bright red ass and a body splattered in cum stains, she had been a human child only minutes earlier, but after nearly two hours of spanking and raping, she had been corrupted and transformed into a new member of the tribe, now it was the next child's turn, a male this time, as he was dragged out of his cage by his hair, kicking and screaming and shackled to the floor. Most of the kids were between the ages of 6 and 12, only one or two were younger or older.
Goblins were renowned for their cruel streaks, and even against these children, they showed no mercy at all. The boy was shackled in place, his arms and neck fastened to the floor, his ass forced high in the air, and his clothing ripped to shreds. Red Bottom leaned back in his throne, stroking his malehood as two Goblins approached to begin the first session of corrupting the boy, rearing their hands back, the child gave half a beg for mercy before they began to spank him hard, funneling demonic energy into his ass with every blow. as the corruption began to slowly take place. He wasn't able to continue begging anymore, his voice being replaced with yelps of pain and terror as the Goblins laughed maliciously.
"Ah, he's the last one, isn't he?" Red Bottom said, looking to the now empty cages, "Too bad, I'm still pent up, maybe I'll have some extra fun later." He mused to himself as he watched his subjects moving about the throne room. A female Goblin made the mistake of passing too close to his throne, and he reached out and clutched her by the hair, making her yelp in pain as he dragged her over to him.
"Stay here, slut. I'm in the mood for more butt pounding after this." He ordered, causing the Goblin's eyes to go wide with shock. Spanking in Goblins society was considered worse than death, it was one of their most sensitive weak spots, and if Goblins were considered to be cruel, Hobgoblins were far more so. She tried to wiggle free, but Red Bottom just laughed at her feeble attempts, keeping a fist full of her hair to keep her in place.
"Oh, I love it when they struggle." He jeered, droning out the female's pleas for mercy. His cock was gushing pre cum at the anticipation of his powe trip and how these Goblins were completely and utterly his to do with as he willed.
End of Chapter 1, tell me what you think!