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[i]THE STORY SO FAR...

It was back in her hometown of Drecker where Stella discovered a strange sinister plant that transformed her friend Patros into a ravenous demon! Stella transformed herself into a demon, too, and ended up mounting her demonified friend, but whatever it takes to survive, right?

The idea of plant with terrible transforming properties was unheard and the authorites needed to be warned. Stella headed out to Reynolph where a magic academy resided and her sample of the plant would prove great use, surely. Her journey has been quite tumultuous, but now arriving in Camberley, Reynolph is none too far away![/i]

There was a warm breeze blowing off the lake that night in Camberley. The docks were getting dark as the sun faded from the sky and the moon made its way onto the celestial stage. Careful not to get in the way of the scattered night crew marching around the pier, Stella walked towards the main roads of the city.

She passed by the warehouses and saw a human man. He looked pedestrian-like so she asked him, "Is there an inn around here?"

"You part of a ship's crew?" he asked without waiting for an answer, "Head over to the lodge."

Stella wasn't part of the ship's crew though. The man was mistaken but Stella wondered if this was an opportunity for a free bed.

He walked her around the corner of the warehouse and pointed at a large building down the street that looked to be constructed entirely out of logs, "There it is."

Stella thanked the man and walked down the sidewalk. She could still feel the swerve and tilt of the boat beneath her although it was nothing that would hurt her balance. The streets of Camberley were quiet with only a couple carriages and a handful of people walking around. Carriages, though. Stella got a thought of maybe she could take one to Reynolph. The two cities were closeby and probably had transport systems between them.

But it was late, and even if Stella had a leisurely time on Suton's ship, she was tired. Her traveling pack was heavy on her shoulders and rest was needed.

She went into the lodge and saw a goblin lady at the counter. The lady had her hair curled, had red lipstick on her face, and had a dress with a low-cut dress showing off some round green breasts. A key rack was behind her, with a spread of keys still waiting for an occupant to give them a special night.

She looked up at Stella, "Can I help you?"

Speak fast, Stella, the human told herself, or she'll know that you're a faker.

"I'm checking in," said Stella, trying to sound as casual as possible.

The goblin lady scanned Stella. A short human girl who didn't look any more rugged than a table cloth was no idea picture of a boat worker.

"You part of a naval crew?" asked the goblin.

"Yep," said Stella, unsure what to say to build the lady's confidence.

The goblin lady rolled her eyes. It was unlikely that Stella was actually part of any naval team but weirder things had happened, the goblin lady knew, and she could smell the lake water on Stella's body. Ultimately, though, it would have been too much effort to prove Stella wrong. It was late, too, and the lady's legs were getting tired.

She turned around, picked a random key, and gave it to the human girl, "Your room is A-55. Enjoy your night."

Stella took the key, "Thanks."

She made her way down the halls, up to the second floor, and scanned the door labels for her spot. The laughter of a crowd of rambunctious men echoed down the walls. She found her room, unlocked the door, and went inside.

She allowed herself to oversleep a bit but she knew that procuring a ride to Reynolph- if possible- would require a proactive attitude. She got up, brushed her hair with her hands, and left the hotel room with her sack on her back. Leaving the key at the lodge desk, she walked into a morning in Camberley!

While not as busy as the city she loitered around the day before, Camberley was active with horse-drawn carriages walking down the streets and many travelers on the sidewalks of varied race.

First thing was first for Stella: checking the city's carriage services and seeing when she could get a ride to Reynolph. She was almost there- her journey complete! She got directions to Main Street where a lot of the transportation agencies were based in.

She went to the first one she came across. She had rode on her share of carriages before so she had good sense on whether or not something was too pricey. There was a bulletin board off the corner of the intersection where times, locations and prices of carriage routes were in full display across all the transport agencies. Stella spotted a few people checking them out and went over to join them.

Reynolph: it wasn't hard to see that name on the charts. Several agencies had the nearby city as a destination and for decent prices too.

"Where you off to?" asked a well-dressed orc man beside Stella.

"Reynolph," she answered, not minding a conversation with a stranger.

Stella compared departure times and found one that was leaving in only half an hour but when she went to the agency she was told the carriage was completely booked and couldn't take her on. She went back to the charts.

"Booked up?" asked the orc.

Stella smiled and nodded, "Yeah. I was expecting a ride that soon being fullup but it wouldn't hurt to check."

The chart had several rides to Reynolph but as she inquired about them, most of them were booked up. She managed to snatch a carriage ride leaving at 3:30 in the afternoon, however. It was nonstop and the price was modest, too. She didn't like the idea of a nonstop ride- a ride that wouldn't even take a long break for a rest- but time was urgent and she could have dealt with the exhaustion after all the trials she had faced thusfar her journey.

So what was Stella going to do to kill time until her carriage left? She went to go see a theater production downtown- barely slipping into the seats before the curtain rose- and had a late lunch. With her traveling pack at on her back (and her confirming the sample was still with her), she was early to arrive at the garage where crewmembers were getting various carriages ready. She found the one she was going to ride: it was a small cabin. While the windowless door was left open, she got a view of the vehicle's cushioned benches- ones she would be sitting on. The wheels were large and although constructed of wooden frames, had rubber casing which Stella heard was supposed to make the ride less bumpy. It was the first time she had seen rubber casings and she rode some fingers over the spongy surface. She smelled her fingers. Why did rubber smell so weird?

She stepped away from the wheel when a horse was escorted to the front of the cart. She patted her fingers on her pants to get off any dirt. The mare was very calm for an animal around a busy workplace but it wasn't its first time as a workhorse. An orc man took it to the shaft and hooked in its harness.

From the front office walked in Jillas, a middle-aged goblin man came in wearing a newsboy cap, a long-sleeved shirt, a vest, and a pair of brown shorts. His feet were adorned with leather wraps, his toes and heels kept bare.

"So you're one of my fares, huh?" said the goblin in a raspy voice.

"Yeah," said Stella.

"It's going to be twenty hours to Reynolph," said Jillas, "Halfway through, we'll stop at a depot Mugirt and another driver will take my place. And a new horse, too. Other than that, it's a nonstop ride to Reynolph." He thumbed at the carriage's seat, "It's not ideal bedding but hopefully you can catch a nap."

"Right," said Stella.

Jillas took the reins of the horse and walked it out of the garage onto the road. The carriage moved with a strained creak although it's wheels were rather quiet on the garage's stone floor.

"Oh, and one more thing," said Jillas.

"What?"

"No sex in the carriage!" said Jillas, "That includes masturbation!"

Stella blushed and some chuckles rolled around the garage behind her although she couldn't bare to turn around to see who was making them. Jillas climbed up on the driver's seat, having to hoist himself upon that first step that wasn't made for a goblin's height. He directed the carriage around the corner of the sidewalk to the docking area where there were others waiting, standing by the road or sitting on the bench. When Jillas parked the carriage in front of the walkway marked with yellow paint, Stella opened the door and climbed in the carriage.

The carriage had a faint unpleasant undiscernable odor but it looked like it had been cleaned in the last week and Stella confirmed the seat was nice when she sat down upon it. Twenty hours, thought she. Would the seat be comfy after twenty hours?

Stella waited patiently, staring out into the busy streets through the back window, when a door opened. Who was to enter but one who would be her companion for the ride: Verludu the hobgoblin. He was a tough hobgoblin with his shoulder length black hair tied in a ponytail. He had a dust of facial hair on his chin. He wore a suit of leather armor, with studs on the shoulders and cuffs- the leather tempered with an orange hue.

"Hi!" said Stella.

"Uhhhh, hello," said Verludu, not expecting any greeting from the other passenger.

Some more time passed, Jillas confirmed that everyone was ready, and with a light snap of the reins, the horse trotted forward. Stella watched the carriage twist through town behind her until they were out on the main road where fields spread in all but few directions.

Verludu leaned up against the corner and closed his eyes to rest while Stella slipped out that novel she was reading and carried on where she left off. Something about the carriage ride made it a little easier to concentrate on the book than the boat ride she had taken yesterday.

'No masturbation', thought Stella. Was that directed at Stella specifically? Did Jillas know? He couldn't have, could he? Logically no one would know about Stella's masturbation free-for-all on Suton's ship but the shame in her heart boiled and she became paranoid. Jillas's comment felt directed at her.

She couldn't ignore the implications and as the book got a passionate romance scene, the temptation of masturbating flickered at the bottom of her loins. Nothing that she couldn't ignore but something that was [i]there[/i] always reminding her the [i]pleasure[/i] of rubbing her cooch.

Gods, she was in the mood for dick. Big, table-smashing dick. Did anyone in her novel have a huge dick. It didn't seem likely but the novel took place in a futuristic world where people traveled in spacecraft to travel through outer space. Did they have the technology to make people's dicks bigger?

Why am I so horny? Stella thought to herself.

She thought about her childhood. It was normal childhood. Her parents kept her fed. There weren't any weird sexual encounters except for that time she walked in on her aunt and uncle getting it on.

Others always found her lustiness to be unusual. It happened during her schooling at the academy and even back home in Drecker, her tendency for one night stands was a topic of whispers.

Stella sighed, hanging the book off the front of the seat. Maybe while she was in Reynolph she could do some research on horny curses.

Lounging in the cabin of her carriage ride, Stella sat in silence for hours as dusk took the sky. Sometime in the midst of the ride, Verludu woke up and remained as quiet as Stella was. Lacking a window on the door made Stella regret her decision to choose that carriage. She either had to look out the front window or the back to see what kind of landscape they were passing through. Prolonged looking over her shoulder made her neck sore, but even if it was uncomfortable, it was still hypnotic to watch one biome lead to the next.

The ride out of Camberley started with the carriage passing through a lot of anonymous countryside. There were lots of rolling hills like the stuff Stella lived by back in Drecker and had seen a lot of over the course of her journey to Reynolph. After some hours, the plains of the country gave way to miles of forest. They were still traveling down a maintained road and it wasn't so remote they didn't pass by any houses. Somewhere back there they went through a small village.

When they hit a larger village, one that required passing through more intersections to clear, Jillas asked them, "Did you want to stop to get something to eat?"

"How long to the next stop?" asked Verludu.

"Not too long," said Jillas, "About two hours."

"I can wait," said Verludu.

"I can wait," said Stella.

And so they carried on, out of the village onto the highway which was topped with stone and featured street lamp for a few yards outside of the village proper. The lamp faded and the carriage continued passing by forest houses.

"I know it's getting late," said Adrea, "Think that stew's still good to heat back up?"

Lyne chuckled, "Well, we've had afternoon stew for supper before and it's never gave [i]me[/i] any problems."

Lyne and Adrea were walking the forest late that day. The married couple were in charge of taking care of the trails. They walked through tall grasses and clumps of bush on the way back to home. Their job was to take care of the trails but stepping over the thick weeds, Adrea pondered if they should have made some new ones.

Lyne nodded. "Maybe we can mooch off of the Mahters tonight."

Lyne was a slim human man with blonde hair and glasses. He wore a simple t-shirt and some rugged slacks with his boots.

Adrea smirked and gently elbowed Lyne's side. "Say 'mooch' in front of them and you'll guarantee they'll never share their food with us again!"

Human like her husband, Adrea wore a dress that evening. Her brown hair was kept back in a strangely fashionable style for rural living.

They weren't even halfway back to their home when they saw something strange off to the side. Growing in the midst of the trees, there was a bush of a strange plant-- one with a strange glow that stood out in the darkening sky. The plant's white stems transfixed Lyne.

"What is that?" asked Lyne.

"I don't know," said Adrea, "Has that always been there?"

The two walked towards it, its shape and features becoming clearer as they got close. Maybe it was Adrea's imagination, but she could have sworn to the gods that the bramble was producing a faint ethereal hum.

"What kind of plant is this?" asked Lyne.

"I don't know." She looked over to Lyne. "Do you think it's safe?"

Lyne paused for a second. It was a strange plant that made him think he needed to clean his glasses with how the sunset made it look like the tangle of flowers had magical glow to them.

Lyne cleared his throat, "We'll... just be careful with our hands. We'll wash up at home."

They walked up to the flowers and looked over the complex of vines. Certainly neither of them had seen a plant like it before, and not just because of their lives being based in the country. It was hard not to be curious of the specimen, regardless.

Lyne reached out and caressed the petals of one of the flowers. Yep, it felt like a flower. Adrea followed suit and felt a few leaves, checking her fingers to see if they left and residue.

Lyne picked off a flower, twirling it in his hand.

"Careful, Lyne," said Adrea, "What if you have an allergy?"

Lyne chuffed, taking the flower up to his nose. He said, "Adrea, my dear, no one in my family has ever been allergic to flowers."

He took in a sniff and felt a powerful and strange heat pass through his nostrils, throat, and down into his lungs.

He coughed, dropping the flower to the ground. Adrea smirked for a moment, thinking her husband was getting an ironic coughing fit for his arrogance, but after his fit had stopped, he grumbled and growled, clutching his hands to his chest.

Adrea took his shoulder. "L-lyne?"

Lyne swatted Adrea's arms away and if that wasn't enough to startled the woman, Lyne gazed at her with fiery eyes. That's when Adrea noticed Lyne's body was tensing up. No, it was outright [i]changing![/i]

His arms expanded, flexing out the fabric on his shirt. It wasn't just his arms, either! His body was growing, torso and legs too! His arms lengthened as his torso expanded and his legs were stretching too, the cuffs of his pants riding up his calves! His ears grew longer and sharper and they raised up the sides of his head, tilting his glasses up at an awkward angle.

He growled something animalistic and ripped the shirt from his body. His slim form had pushed out into a barrel chest with chiseled abs. His skin tone had turned a hadean shade of orange. His nose and mouth grew out into a snout, something between canine and lizard.

Adrea screamed. She had no idea what to do. Terror was all her mind was. She tugged on his shoulders but it was in vain. Whatever was happening to him wasn't going to cease because of her touch. Adrea's concern for Lyne shifted into concern for herself as the man that was formerly her husband had developed into a formidable and fearsome creature.

The tears on the leather on Lyne's boots were loud. Even if his boots were mended by leather twine, they were not match for his bulging feet. Out of the leather boots, they broke free: his digitgrade reptilian feet.

Lyne's eyes were sharp and angry. One glance at her and Adrea was paralyzed with fear. Stepping out of the scraps of his boots, Lyne approached Adrea. Adrea couldn't move a muscle aside from tilting her head up to stare in terror into her former husband's eyes as he took one step after another closer to her.

The monster gripped Adrea's shoulders, his big palms covering them like pauldrons. Lyne's fingers went up to Adrea's neck. He took a violent look into Adrea, breathed in, and roared in her face!

Adrea was so scared she couldn't even scream. She shivered. The roar riveted the poor woman and shook the leaves on the trees. Once the roar had faded, the sound of Adrea's whimpering was audible.

She sobbed, the bottoms of her eyes wet with weeping. What was this creature going to do with her? The creature took his hands off of Adrea and she fell to the ground, her legs too weak with terror to hold her up.

Lyne barked at her like falling to the ground was an insult to him. Adrea crawled back from the beast and Lyne turned a growl into a snarl. Adrea could barely breath as the monster followed her, big steps slamming the ground beneath him.

"L-l-lyne!" said Adrea, her teeth chattering.

Lyne raised his arm like he was going to strike at Adrea so she raised her arm in defense. Even if Lyne's attack was little more than a slap for the massive creature, his sharp claws passed across Adrea's wrist and did their damage.

"Aaaah!" she screamed and clutched her arm. Blood seeped through her fingers.

The monster stepped above Adrea, his feet beside the woman like he was trapping her. Adrea took her unharmed arm to the ground, dug her fingers deep into the soil, and got a big clod of dirt in her hand. What could she do? She tossed it up at Lyne's face, and got a bunch of dirt past his glasses and into his eyes.

The monster snarled, his eyes closed in pain. He stumbled around and tried to wipe the dirt from his eyes. Adrea had [i]actually[/i] distracted him! She took the opportunity to get on her feet and run away, into the forest.

She wanted to scream for help but if she shouted into the distance, would that just lead the demon back to her. She ran, and she wasn't sure she was running towards the village. The air whipped past her, drying the blood on her arm and on her sleeve. Her adrenaline was pumping so hard she couldn't register much of the pain.

Now alone, Lyne swiped the dirt from his eyes, knocking his glasses down his nose and to the ground without the demon noticing or caring. He blinked forcefully and then a few more times. He had visibility again.

He sniffed. No one was around. He scanned the area to see if he could see signs of life. Nothing.

He walked around, sniffing for humanoids to prowl on. He saw the bark on a tree that looked extra coarse and he took a bit out of it. A mouth full of bark was not to his liking. He spat it out.

He stumbled around and walked off into the distance. Maybe there was prey elsewhere.

The sound of the night setting in could be heard over the crunch of the tires on the ground. Sounds like birds chirping and ducks quacking in the distance. A breeze would come and shake the leaves in the trees. A large call like something screaming would ring through the trees. There were bouts of loud chatter coming from the houses.

Stella heard another bellow and realized it was some calling something. No, it sounded like someone screaming for help. She heard another one and she confirmed- it was a woman's voice screaming for help. Stella opened the door a crack to hear it clearly.

When another panicked shout was heard, Verludu noticed. He got up and leaned towards the door.

"Do you hear that?" asked Stella to the front.

"Uh..." said Jillas, "yeah."

The carriage kept moving.

The shouting got more frantic. Stella felt a strong pang of anxiety. Verludu looked concerned but calm, unsure what to do.

Jillas looked back and sighed, "Did you want to check it out?" he asked with his tone offering them a chance to stop but really not wanting to.

Stella looked at her pack. The demon flower was asleep inside, waiting to be delivered to Reynolph. It was urgent that the magic academy would get that specimen. It was her goal.

But then she heard another quiet distressful cry from the woods.

"Yeah," said Stella.

Verludu remained silent, but didn't object.

Jillas shouted the horse to stop and Verludu and Stella were jostled by the carriage's deceleration. With it stopped, Stella exited the vehicle. The evening air was cool. She approached the treeline and scanned it to see who was shouting. The setting sun didn't light up the forest very well, but she could make out some paths, some houses, and other details.

They heard the voice again and Stella and Verludu walked in its direction while Jillas stayed at the carriage with the horse, thinking he could get some shut-eye.

"Did you see who was screaming?" asked Verludu.

"No," said Stella.

The two stepped into the forest's grassy grounds, looking around for any commotion. They could see some lights on in the houses but couldn't see anybody. When they walked down by a small wooden bridge over a stream, they saw a human woman racing frantically along the forest.

"Uh..." Stella reached out a hand to wave at the lady. "Hello?"

The lady turned to Stella, her eyes full of terror and her cheeks wet from tears. She was still for a moment, her lip quivering. She raced to Stella. "Please, [i]help![/i] My husband has turned into a [i]monster![/i]"

Stella's heart stopped. No, she thought. It couldn't be another incident with the demon plant, could it?

"H-how?" asked Stella.

"Turned into a monster?" said Verludu, disbelieving the woman's claim.

Adrea walked up close and Stella and Verludu got a good look at her. She was a shorter human woman wearing an everyday frock. She had some bruises on her hands and her sleeve had a bloodied scratch on it.

"We found a strange plant in the forest," she said, pointing in a direction where there was no light from houses to illuminate the dark woods. "It... it turned my husband into a monster! A [i]demon[/i]!"

Oh no, thought Stella. It [i]was[/i] a demon plant again! Someone got transformed!

"How did it do that?" said Verludu, still in disbelief.

"I don't know!" strained Adrea, "We walked over to examine it and it... transformed him! We got to do something!"

"A plant, huh?" said Verludu, taking his hand to his chin, "Sounds like it could be an enchantment. Or a hex."

"Does that mean you know how to fix him?" asked Adrea.

"No," said Verludu, "I'm not versed in that kind of magic."

Stella got a grip and shook off the stun. She said, "Guys, I know what this plant is. We have to quarantine it so more people won't inhale it's pollen. That's what causes the transformation- the [i]pollen[/i]."

Adrea's eyes lit up. "Does that mean you know how to cure my husband?"

"Uh..." Stella rubbed the back of her neck, taking her eyes to the ground. "I don't know. For me, the transformation wore off after some time."

"We can't leave him like this!" said Adrea. She took a hand on the wound on her arm. "He could [i]hurt[/i] people! He could [i]kill[/i] people!"

Some doors slammed and a few other villagers came out of their houses to see what was going on. They saw their neighbor talking with Stella and Verludu and sensed something was seriously wrong by the urgency in everyone's faces.

"Where is he?" asked Stella.

Adrea pointed in the same direction as before. "He's at the plant."

Time was of the essence. While that demon husband was out there, anyone could have been in trouble. Stella assumed the demon plant was out in the open, too, and who knew to keep away from it lest be turned into a monster?

Stella looked at the small crowd of villagers coming over to see what going on. She took Adrea's shoulders. "We need to quarantine that plant. Warn everyone around about it and your husband. With him out there, we can't have people walking around and getting attacked."

Adrea grimaced, clutching her shaking arm and hunching over weakly. "You got that right..."

Stella addressed the crowd of people, stern in her demeanor, "Someone help her!"

Adrea put a hand up to the crowd. "I'm fine." She leaned back up and took her hand off her wrist. "It's not that deep." She stepped close to Stella. "Someone has to show you to the plant."

Verludu withdrew the sword from his back. It was a standard longsword with stains all along the surface but it was sharpened and ready to cause harm.

Adrea gave the others the gist on what was going on then gathered Verludu and Stella and lead the way to the demon plant. Most villagers went back into their homes to be safe although one mother had to head out to find her teenaged son who wasn't home yet.

Stella walked with Adrea with Verludu with conviction but then it donned on her: she was heading towards a [i]demon[/i]: the same kind that Patros turned into that nearly killed her. Her breath got shaky and her steps slowed until they stopped. It took a moment for Adrea and Verludu to realize that their companion had fallen behind.

"What's wrong?" asked Verludu.

Stella clutched her arms. "When we f-find that demon, he's g-going to attack us!"

"Yes," said Verludu, "That's what the sword is for."

"Please don't kill him!" said Adrea, "He's a human underneath! Don't you have another way to stop him?"

Verludu sighed and put the sword away. He reached into his armor through the neckline and pulled out a scroll. He looked at the ribbon around it to confirm what it was: it was a scroll of binding, an enchantment that would magically restrain a creature.

"This should work on him," said Verludu, "If he's a human in the end, he shouldn't have any resistances."

Stella remained still. Her quest was ultimately about removing the demon problem and maybe that's what got her thinking that deal with the demon plant was something she could and should do. Facing a demon head on? That was a different matter and once that realization settled in her, she had lost her nerve.

Verludu sighed, "Are you coming or what?"

Stella struggled to take the first step but once she got back into the momentum of walking, she could keep a steady pace... as shaky as her legs were. She looked down at her knife strapped to her side. It was right there waiting for her although she didn't think it would do much good against a formidable monster.

She bolted her head around, keeping an eye on the area to see if any demons were prowling about and she wasn't the only one. Adrea was sweeping the horizon to see if she could spot her husband. Adrea glanced at Verludu's sword and her worry was split between her husband's safety and the safety of anyone who would come across him.

Stella quized herself on how to deal with a demon should she find one again. The last time she was attacked, she mostly ran away. It was only by transforming into a demon herself that she survived. Would she have to do that again? Would she have to transform herself into a demoness to stand a chance to take on Adrea's demonified husband?

Stella's memories of when she was a demon were fuzzy and few, but she couldn't remember actually attacking Patros when they were both demonified. No, instead Stella [i]mounted[/i] her friend. They copulated a few times before turning back into human and satyr. They didn't even harm each other. All they did was mate like animals.

They walked farther and Stella spotted a strange plant in the distance. It had a glow to it and white stems and Stella knew it was the demon plant. She pointed at it. "There it is."

They walked closer but kept about twenty feet between themselves and the plant. Adrea knew not to get close and so did Stella. The group of them looked around, uncertainty on their faces. What were they going to do? Stella spotted an old sign nearby. She picked up and found a small pebble with a chalky composition. The letters on the sign were faded enough that Stella could draw over it without any readibility problems. It was a struggle to be legible but she wrote 'STAY AWAY' on the sign. The sign had an old rusty nail sticking out of the top so she took it to a tree. With some fiddling, she managed to stick the sign onto the tree.

"That's the best we can do," said Verludu, "but that's only one side. Do a lot of people come around here?"

"Some," said Adrea, "Usually people don't stay out late around here because of the wolves." She paused and looked off into the distance. "Or is that over by the brook?" She sighed, a whimper in her voice, "Ugh, I don't know."

"We'll put up signs," said Stella, taking a comforting hand to Adrea's shoulder, "It's the very least we should do."

Verludu scanned the horizon once again, "By the way, where's your husband?"

Adrea didn't know. They returned to where she last saw him but he wasn't anywhere to be seen. Where did he run off to?

Jillas was at the cart. The horse waited patiently for its goblin master's command, sniffing the ground for any grains to chew on. Jillas laid back and caught whatever shuteye he could. He didn't like to get involved in anyone's business but if his fares wanted to check out whatever was making a commotion, he wouldn't let it bother him.

Behind the carriage lurking in the bushes, something crept. With steps that crushed branches beneath it, the creature walked up onto the road. It was Lyne, still a demon. He had shed his pants, walking around with his bare ass cheeks out and a sizeable cock dangling from his body, with two huge balls underneath his sex ham.

He smelled flesh, and wanted to see what was around the corner. The demon crawled on his hands and feet, walking up the side of the carriage. He quieted his breath as he approached the lifeforms.

The horse sensed something nearby but paid it no mind. It continued to sniff around the ground for stray grains. It took its nose along the dirt towards the edge of the road where its face came up to the visage of a stranger: the demon with its fangs bared and eyes full of fury!

The demon flexed his muscles with his sharp claws digging into the earth below. Its breathing rumbled. His chest heaved with like a bed of magma.

The demon huffed a bit of hot breath onto the horse's nose and the mare's head went floppy, her body toppled over, and the mare fainted.

Jillas woke up, "What's going on?"

He saw the mare on the floor and was about to call to his steed but then the demon came up beside him, crawled up the seat of the carriage, rocking the vehicle with his weight, and brought his head to Jillas's growling.

Jillas--just having woke up from a nap--didn't know what he was seeing, but the eyes of the demon stared at him like fiery blades. Jillas' body froze and his eyes shrunk in terror. His lip quivered and his feet turned inward.

His arms were paralyzed and he couldn't even use them to grab the seat to pull himself back. The arms stayed at his side. The only body control he has was a slight lean back from the snarling, drooling demon face encroaching into his personal space.

The demon heaved back and then sprang forward to roar a ghastly roar at Jillas. His eyes turned to dinner plates before swooning and the goblin buckled over and collapsed against the back of the bench, his head knocking the window.

As he laid there, silent and fainted.

The demon didn't want either creature. With his penis smacking the edge of the driver's seat, the demon got off the carriage and walked into the forest again to see what he could find.

"Lyne! [i]LYYYYYNE!!![/i]"

Adrea had Stella and Verludu help her call out her husband's name. With all the panic, she couldn't tell how much time had passed since he was transformed but if Stella was correct the transformation would wear off eventually. Or at least, that's what everyone was hoping: that he would have come out of his transformation, be disoriented, but Adrea could call out his name and they would be reunited and safe.

The beast heard their cries but Lyne was not of sane mind. He recognized Adrea as the human he "met" earlier and Lyne had a craving for [i]flesh[/i]. Better yet, she brought two friends for him to enjoy.

Adrea brought her hands up to her mouth like a cone, "Lyyyyyne!" Adrea lowered her hands. Calling out for him like a lost dog wasn't going to help. She sighed. "How long did the transformation last again, Stella?"

"I don't remember," said Stella, "My memory of that time is spotty but it could have been anywhere from half an hour to two hours."

Verludu spotted something crawling around in the forest, unable to tell exactly what it was with it hiding behind the trees under a darkened night sky. It looked like it had [i]skin[/i] though, so Verludu assumed it was a demon or some other kind of threat.

"Over there," said Verludu, gesturing his head over in the creature's direction.

Adrea turned to where Verludu directed at, her eyes misty in desperation, "[i]Lyne?[/i]"

The creature came stalking out of the shadowy trees, a growl rumbling low. Verludu reached for his scroll of binding. He kept his eyes on the creature but when that beast caught his eyes on him, Verludu shivered and nerves ran through his body. Lyne stepped his hand on the dirt floor and Verludu got a look at how big they were. The beast had hands as big as the hobgoblin's head and claws that looked like knives.

Stella gazed at the demon with her hands up in vain defense while walking backwards away from the creature as it came out of the bush and into the clearing where the three of them were. Adrea ran back behind a tree, watching onward at the mutates husband she feared and feared for.

Even crawling on all fours, Lyne was intimidating with his wide muscular frame. He crawling on the ground his height came up to Stella's chest.

Fear captured Verludu so tightly that when he reached in to his jacket to get his scroll again it took a couple tries to land his shaky fingers on the paper. He took it out and looked over to Adrea, but when he tried to ask her if he should use it, his nerves caught his throat and the only sound he made was a weak moan.

Lyne approached slowly, cycling his glare between Stella, Adrea and Verludu. Stella held her knife out in front of her like she knew what to do with it if a seven-foot demon attacked.

"D-do it now!" said Adrea.

Verludu had to wiggle his brain to get his arm to move. He reached it out, letting the scroll unfold and concentrated his thoughts on the binding spell sealed within. His teeth chattered. "B-b-b...iiiind!"

Nothing happened.

He was too scared to incant the spell correctly. His breath got heavy and he took steps backward to mitigate the steps Lyne was taking towards him. Lyne looked the hobgoblin in the eyes with his vorpal gaze and snarled, revealing a snout full of long sharp teeth!

Every action he wanted to take required Verludu to demand it from his nerves again and again to get his body to work, like one inclination wasn't going to do. He lifted his chest, and shouted, "[i]Bind![/i]"

The scroll glowed and turned to dust before a blue bolt fired at Lyne. Lyne flailed--roaring loudly--as he was consumed by arcs of blue electricity, but even if trails of the light netted his body, the demon didn't slow and the magic vanished in a blink.

"It didn't work!?" said Stella.

The demon was closer to Verludu than Stella. If the demon was going to attack and kill anyone, it was the hobgoblin. Verludu whimpered and reached behind for his sword. He pulled it out and held it in front of him, tilted towards the beast.

When the demon came at Verludu, the hobgoblin squealed. The demon swiped at him with a mighty claw and smacked the sword right out of the hobgoblin's hands, onto the forest floor.

Verludu was stunned. He whimpered and put his hands up to sheepishly cover his face. His eyes watered and he sobbed in terror.

The demon stepped forward and Verludu reactively took small backsteps until he tripped over a rock. The fall to the ground startled him more than anything and made him feel completely vulnerable, so he curled up into the ball. He covered his tear-stained face with his arms and sobbed into his sleeves, his body rocking with every pathetic bellow he uttered!

"P-please don't... p-p-please don't k-k-k-[i]kill[/i] meeee!"

Adrea and Stella watched like statues. Nobody knew what to do but wait. Wait for what? A miracle.

The demon tapped Verludu and the cowering hobgoblin yelped. Verludu peeked through his arms at the demon and the demon glaring back at him, "[i]Aaaaaah![/i]"

Stella was about to see a man get killed. She shook her head--No!--and looked around. There was a rock at her feet. She reached down and picked it up. She looked at the demon but knew it would be a bad idea to whip it at him so she scanned the distance and chucked the rock to the edge of the clearing, a loud thump when it hit the ground.

The demon looked over, distracted for a brief moment, but then looked at Stella. It stared at her with intensity but with his anger deflated. He moved away from Verludu and took slow steps towards Stella, his big cock hanging long and meaty.

"Oh gods..." said Stella, her breath shivering. She shook with terror and slowly backed against a tree, clutching the bark like it was going to save her from anything the demon did.

The demon let out a lowly growl when even a sneeze from the large terrifying creature was enough to send chills down Stella's spine. She stared at him, hoping he wouldn't do anything. The demon rose up and gave himself two feet of height on Stella.

Stella felt the urge to utter "Oh gods" again but her mouth wasn't working.

Lyne took his hands to Stella's shoulders, shaking her and even pressing enough to feel some pain. She grimaced, looking away in fear while her lip quivered. The demon sniffed her hair. Was the demon was getting a whiff of his next meal?

The demon put a palm to Stella's chest and smushed one of her breasts. With his claws resting just below her neck, all the demon had to do was push through its razor tips into Stella's flesh and she would have been dead. Stella had trouble breathing and became lightheaded.

The demon grunted like he was trying to tell Stella something but Stella didn't know what to do. His eyes simmered with fury and he roared in Stella's face, sharp teeth not four inches away from her flesh.

Lyne leaned down to get a look at Stella's crotch. The demon leaned in, sniffing.

Stella looked down to see what the demon was doing. Lyne was staring at her crotch like he was going to eat it... [i]literally[/i]. Through all the terror, Stella's eyes caught on the demon's cock, which was even bigger up close. It bounced around with ample firmness.

There was no time to think of that now, Stella thought. Her claws dug into the tree's bark and she clenched her jaw in preparation for any harm that came her way.

The demon smelled at Stella once more and then got up, taking his claws off of Stella and then walking away. Stella collapsed, whimpering in terror.

Adrea screamed.

Stella looked back to see the demon approaching Adrea with movements more aggressive and quick than what he had displayed for Stella. Adrea ran behind another tree and then another with Lyne following her, becoming increasingly loud and angry. He gave Adrea a violent snarl so vicious the lips on his maw vibrated.

Adrea cried loudly and ran off but Lyne jump up beside her and knocked her to the ground with the back of his giant hand. Stella gasped. Was she about to watch someone die? Would she be next?

It was a nightmare. Stella couldn't think or do anything. Her eyes wandered all over the place: Adrea down on the ground pleading for her life, the demon's eyes fiery with rage, and then downward to Lyne's cock, which was even more erect than before.

Stella's mind went back to when she was a demon: when she and Patros were under the enchantment. They didn't hurt anyone- they had sex. The demon sniffing her crotch... the prowling on her and Adrea... Stella had an idea of what the demon wanted!

There was a whistle. The demon looked over and saw Stella on the ground, staring at him intensely with her legs spread out like she was trying to do the splits in midair. The demon looked onward, primally curious about the young human woman laying on the ground with legs out like she was showing off her leg width.

The demon approached, not looking at Stella with anger or rage but fascination. Lyne stared at Stella's crotch.

Stella was terrified, but less so than before. The demon was doing what she wanted at least. Lyne got close though, sniffing at her pantsed cooch. Stella shivered when the beast's snout bumped into her cunt. Lyne crawled over Stella body. Stella had a four hundred pound beast overtop her and she felt trapped underneath him. She could feel his body heat wafting down onto her.

He stared at her, drooling in disbelief while his cock expanded at the sight of Stella. She had got his attention, but now what? Adrea leaned up, holding her side in pain. She watched what the demon was doing to Stella.

Verludu awoke. His head was swimming to the point it took him a moment to notice he was shaken and cold. That's when he remembered what caused him to faint-- [i]the demon[/i]. He heard grunting and Stella's whimpering and looked over to see the creature looming over Stella.

The beast leaned down and nuzzled Stella's face with his coarse animalistic snout. Stella was prepared to stroke his cheek but she didn't want to put anything near his mouth she didn't have to and he seemed charmed enough by her mere suggestion at mating.

But that's when the demon looked down at Stella's crotch. He grunted and reached at Stella's pants and tugged. Stella groaned and whimpered as the demon picked her up by her waist and shook her around. Stella tried to hold herself up, closing her legs in the process, but couldn't do much for the way Lyne flailed her.

Verludu gasped and looked around for... where was it? Oh right, his sword! It was on the grass across the clearing but any sudden movements might have gotten the attention of the demon. He moved slowly to quiet his steps.

The demon grabbed at Stella's pants and she yelped when one of his claws scratched her. With claws that big, he could have dug into her flesh like poking a pie! The demon fiddled with her belt. His cock was geting erect, and from it, getting large-- too large by Stella's account. Even semi-flaccid it was a long chunk of meat but the thickness was the intimidating quality. Just a couple minutes ago it looked two inches thick but in the meantime it had expanded to 3 and Stella worried it wasn't going to let up!

The demon growled, shaking at Stella's belt and jostling the girl with it. She took her hands down to her belt, "I... I'll get it."

Adrea watched behind a tree as the girl undid her belt to expose herself to Adrea's mutated husband. The horror of witnessing her husband prepare to fuck another woman and having no way to stop it made Adrea's heart stop.

Stella lowered her pants . Her right thigh had a brush of red from the scratch the demon gave her just a second ago and it continued to leak drizzles of blood. The demon saw Stella's vagina, and huffed in anticipation. He took a hand to Stella's vag, shoving it with a palm.

The girl moaned. This had gone too far but she didn't know what else to do! She didn't plan she'd need to actually fuck the guy! Lyne's cock stared at her: it was fully erect standing at over a feet in length with nearly four inches of thickness, Stella guessed. Was it [i]too[/i] big? Women Stella's size wouldn't even have babies that large! Would it ruin her vagina?

The demon descended onto Stella, the tip of his cock hovering above her pussy. Stella closed her eyes, gripped the ground, and prepared for an insertion her body was not meant to handle.

Lyne put his hands beside Stella, and thrusted forward putting his large cock inside Stella.

Stella's moan was strained and brutal. Everything in her body was pushed to the back and the rim of her vagina was stretched to its limit. Her hip bone was pried apart. And that was all before Lyne began thrusting.

Every pierce of Lyne's sword riveted Stella's body. She squirmed just to handle that large sausage drill her like she was getting spiked. Or maybe his cock [i]was[/i] like a harpoon? Stella's mind was not in a state for metaphors. Stella's mind could barely stay active with what her body was going through.

Verludu approached the demon with his sword held high above his head. His violent eyes were misty. Stella had the demon distracted. Now was the only time anyone would be able to strike.

Adrea saw the hobgoblin ready his blade for an execution and she got up from behind the trees, waving at Verludu. She spoke quietly, "Please... don't!"

Verludu gave Adrea a look of desperation. He didn't know what to do. Verludu could see the face of Stella peeking out from behind Lyne's massive back. The girl was in such anguish over the overwhelming infiltration she had to suffer. He lowered the sword slowly, and stepped back. He sat down and watched the creature ram Stella to a degree no human should ever be rammed.

It felt like Stella's hips were going to split in two but after what seemed like a couple minutes of being [i]ravaged[/i] on by the huge demon, the numbness lessened the pain and she could concentrate on the fact that she had an unspeakingly huge cock cleaning out her sex tunnels. Was Patros' dick this big when he was a demon? One thing was for sure, Stella never had cock that big before... at least while she was human.

The demon growled and scrunched his face. He repositioned his hands and the thrusting sped up.

"Oh gods!" said Stella, knowing what was next.

He roared, shaking Stella's nerves before a surge of wet hotness consumed her inner canals. She was going to pop like a balloon! The ooze flooded her caverns and burst out her cooch with such force that it made an audible spit Adrea and Verludu could hear through Lyne's demonic cries.

The pain was not as severe as expected but maybe the beating Stella took from . In fact, it was quite manageable and behind it there was the novelty of having so much cum fire out of the guy's dick that it felt like her quarters were going to burst open.

Stella moaned and squirmed her legs while the sides of Lyne's giant cock rubbed the lips of her vagina and kept them stretched out like a weak string ready to break. The demon slowed and quieted its barks and grunts. He was still ejaculating when he pulled his cock from Stella's cunt.

Gods, Stella felt like her body imploded when Lyne removed himself. She had almost gotten used to having that cannon jammed inside her. Removed? It felt like her organs collapsed to the base of her body where Lyne's hefty member once was. She curled up as most she could with her body battered the way it was.

Lyne rubbed his cock to get out that few drops of jizz. Little beads trickled out of his tip and joined the sludge and cream already covering his cock. The ground around Stella's waist as well as her waist itself were slathered in splooge and more leaked from her reddened pussy.

She took the moment to catch her breath, but she looked over to see what Lyne was doing. He looked to be in the same state: recovering after his orgasm. Stella fell back and closed her eyes, letting the energy leave her body. Her heartbeat was so loud she could hear it clearly like it was inside her head.

She must have passed out for a minute because suddenly Adrea and Verludu were audibly worried, shouting in panic. Stella opened her eyes and looked up and saw Lyne crawling towards Verludu, the euphoria of sex subsided and a more aggressive disposition awakened. Stella had to think quick. She kicked off her boots and pants, even if a soreness on her crotch flared up when she moved her legs.

"Hey, demon!" she said like Lyne knew that's what he was called.

Lyne looked over anyway and saw Stella once again with her legs spread out, vagina in plain sight iced with the waterfalls of jizz Lyne sprayed over her just a few minutes ago. Spreading her legs out like that didn't help the soreness of her genital area, or the legs themselves for that matter.

The demon didn't seem houndishly attracted to the Stella's display like he already had a taste of that and was ready for something else, but after a moment of what seemed like hesitation he walked forward towards the girl.

Worry overcame Stella. Was she pushing fate by teasing the demon? Would a second go around with the beast tear something? Questions passed through her mind as the demon walked up and brought himself down onto Stella. His cock grew erect again with veins on the side and powerful curves folding into the tower of flesh.

Lyne mounting her a second time was like a wolverine crawling up her cooch. When the demon placed his arms down beside Stella, she gripped them-- cautious if the demon would find it displeasing for her to grip him like that. He seemed ok with it, though, and for Stella it was [i]something[/i] to alleviate the discomfort of getting fucked by a demon again.

But the second time didn't hurt so much. In fact, aside from the soreness all over her body, Stella was comfortable. It was even pleasurable to have Lyne fuck her. She watched the demon above her, clenching his jaw with a wire of drool hanging from it as he humped into her.

Adrea and Verdulu continued to watch, unsure what to do. Like Stella they were hoping Lyne would turn back into a human and neither was sure that was going to happen. Stella wasn't sure herself. She and Patros turned back to normal after awhile but who was to say it would work for Lyne?

But just as that worry flickered in Stella's mind, she noticed Lyne's body starting to look smaller. No, it was certainly shrinking! His hands drew closer to her body as his shoulders compressed together. His muscular form vanished its impressive girth.

His face was changing too. The snout regressed back to his face and his ears shrunk back into his head as his demonic growled softened and lost its hefty rumble. His hands grew small with the claws regressing back to his fingers and his feet lost their reptilian shape and reverted to humanoid form.

And the cock. The pressure that crowded Stella's sex deflated to something that could reasonably fit inside her.

Before Stella knew it, she was being mounted by a regular human man! The thrusting didn't cease. Lyne leaned upward, eyes closed and lost in ecstasy.

Adrea looked. Was her husband back to normal? She approached the two in the throes of sex and Lyne's voice--although used for coital grunts--sounded familiar. Cautiously, Adrea strafed to Lyne's side to see him consumed by the pleasure of fucking Stella.

Lyne opened his eyes. Although back with a sentient mind, it took a second for it to catch up with the world around him. He had to to ask himself where he was or even what he was doing. He looked down at Stella, then looked to his side at his wife Adrea. He then realized what he was doing with Stella.

He jumped off of Stella. "Aaaaaah!" he screamed.

"Lyne..." Adrea's voice was strained with relief, "Are you ok?"

Lyne looked down at Stella as she shifted away from him. She had done her job and the instant the mission was complete, looking at Lyne made her uncomfortable.

Lyne shot a glance over at Adrea. "Uhhhh... yeah." He put a hand to his head. "What happened?"

Adrea put a hand on Lyne's shoulder. She sighed. There was so much to tell him and she knew it would hurt her to explain.

Stella collapsed and laid on her back. It donned on her what she had just done. Fucked a demon? Disgusting... and painful. Her crotch was sore and throbbed and she couldn't bare to slide any pants back on, not that she would have wanted to re-wear the pants got a lot of jizz on them.

Jillas arrived after making sure the horse was ok. Adrea had some pants back at their house.

The situation was resolved, but Stella was mortified at what she had done and Verludu was crestfallen at his cowardice.

He walked over to Stella and confirmed that she wasn't wearing any pants; hers were lying on the ground nearby looking ready for the trash bin with all the monster cum they had on them. When Stella sensed Jillas staring at her, she panicked and put her hands down and closed her legs to cover her crotch.

"What happened?" asked Jillas.

Stella glanced at him and wanted to say something but the words "I had sex with the demon"--her throat wouldn't allow her to say them. It would have been an ultimate blasphemy to say it out loud, she felt. Jillas saw Verludu looking pretty shaken and decided to leave the hobgoblin alone.

The sound of hammering coming from the distance signalled that some of the townsfolk were putting a barrier up around the demon plant. It was one less thing to worry about but if someone had transformed into a demon once again, Stella would have to let that creature eat her.

Adrea came back with some much needed items: pants, underwear, a cloth and a bucket of water. Stella, leaning up from the ground, reached out to take the bucket and cloths from Adrea. Adrea gave Stella a stern look and dropped the items on the ground about eight feet away from Stella like Adrea didn't want to get close. Adrea turned around and walked back to her house without a word. Stella was confused.

Despite the pummeling she took to her cooch and insides, her legs didn't hurt when she stood up. Walking was a different matter. Once she walked, the pain in her waist picked up and numbness pricked up in her thighs. She whimpered quietly while she took the bucket to just outside the clearing and got busy cleaning herself.

She didn't want to waste too much time so she gritted her teeth and wiped down her cunt, pain searing all around her netherlips. She sucked it up and got the job done. Before long, the drizzling of cum was gone from her body.

Stella dried herself off with a clean spot of the pants she ruined earlier. After she was dry, she slipped on the charity clothes, too tired and sore to worry about the acute itchiness the pants had.

There was miles of road ahead but everyone was exhausted after the incident and Adrea offered them a bed for two of them to sleep on.

"I can sleep in carriage," said Jillas.

"Actually," said Adrea, "It would be best if [i]she[/i] slept in the carriage." She gestured at Stella.

"Uh,"--Jillas looked at Stella and shrugged--"that's... fine with me. Yeah, the carriage isn't great but... have a good night!"

Jillas and Verludu walked off towards the faint glows of the village. Stella waited until the two men were many paces away before tagging Adrea.

"What's the problem?" asked Stella, "Why don't you want the goblin to sleep in the carriage. It's his."

"I just don't want to see you right now," said Adrea.

Stella couldn't help but be hurt and confused by Adrea's words. After all that had happened that evening, that insult cut deep.

"I don't understand," said Stella, "Did I do something wrong?"

Adrea's eyes lit up, hellish red in the pale moonlight, "You fucked my husband!"

Adrea stomped off towards the village, again cutting Stella short. Stella was left alone in the cool night air. She gathered herself and walked off-- still sore and weak in her strut-- towards the road where the carriage was waiting for her.