A Fall From Grace

Bhutta finished his prayer and stood to pull his sword from the ground. He was alone in front of the cave, the setting sun doing nothing to cut through the darkness and provide the paladin with some idea of what he was to face. The village in the valley below was being terrorized but no one seemed able to give him some idea of what was doing the terrorizing. All they could tell him was that it seemed to reside in this cave. Bhutta had plenty of combat under his belt and with Iomedae's power backing him how could he fail? He raised his glowing sword and stepped into the cave.

Bhutta heard sniffling as he waited for his eyes to adjust, but it didn't quite sound like some horrible beast. As he grew used to the darkness he realized the cave tunnel opened up quite significantly. The sand and rocks under his feet gave way to moss carpeting the whole area, the ceiling and walls almost glowed, littered with quarts and moonstone, he could barely make out some large shapes along the wall when something caught his eye. A small figure curled up in the center of the room had been the source of the sniffling, at first he mistook it for one of the boulders littering the center of the cave, he froze, the figure moved.

"D-don't hurt me sir!" The figure sobbed and approached him. At first glance it was a girl, not thin but somehow small, with short curly hair and tears streaking her strikingly angelic face. The garment she wore was torn and dirty and did not leave much of her figure to be imagined. Her face told Bhutta she was young, but her curves implied something else entirely. He felt somehow unsettled but tried to brush the feeling away, and tried not to glance at her exposed thigh again.

"Who are you? I'm not here to hurt you I'm here to help."

The villagers didn't say anything about a girl going missing? Maybe the beast had carried her off from somewhere else, it was impossible to tell how long she'd been here.

"I'm Lily, are you gonna help me sir? Take me home with you?" She had crawled closer to him but didn't get up from her knees. Bhutta kept his sword raised and continued scanning the cave.

"Where is it? The thing that brought you here?" He couldn't quite focus on the corners of the cave, nothing was moving but he knew something was back there he just couldn't figure out what.

"I've been alone her for so long, I didn't think anyone would ever find me, please sir don't leave me all alone, it's so cold." Something about the way she looked up at him from her position sparked something inside him. Especially with her eyes watering like that, and she did look cold... what with the goosebumps creeping up her naked legs and how tight the garment was over her breasts Bhutta could see the cold affecting her. Without realizing it he sheathed his sword and tried to shake those observations from his head. Bhutta removed his cloak and wrapped it around the small girl, maybe with her covered he could think a bit more clearly. He would have to take her back to the village before he continued his pursuit of the monster. He sat on one of the boulders next to the girl to think. They would have to make camp, she couldn't make the journey in a day and who knows when she'd last eaten, she certainly looked hungry. "Are you hungry? How long did you say you've been here?" Something flashed across her eyes, was that a smirk?

"Mmh I'm starving sir, I haven't eaten is so long" The way she licked her lips felt obscene somehow... something about her teeth? No maybe it was her tongue... he caught himself staring at her mouth. She noticed, she was very close to him when had that happened?

"What's this for?"

Suddenly she was standing between his legs her fingers holding the small sword and sun hanging at his neck. He felt something awaken when she brushed his skin and fought the urge to pull the girl close, finding himself eye level of her surprisingly large breasts.

"M-my deity, Iomedae," he remembered himself,

"I- I wear it for her, she gives me strength" it was almost a prayer as he fought to move his eyes to the girls face, what was happening to him?

"Wh-what are you?" His hand found his sword hilt but he could not bring himself to move.

"What do you see me as, brave paladin?"

He fought to focus on her face and somehow she changed, her features remained soft but there was a sharpness to them as well, something not human, her eyes cut through him and sparkled with mischief, her curls, which he had mistaken for blonde, he now realized were more purple. He felt as tho she were changing, the child he originally saw was still there but if he fought hard and focused that inhuman being was before him, something beautiful and terrible with small horns and fangs. These features didn't disturb him, in fact something about them was adorable, even sexy, he wanted to know what those little fangs felt like, the horns just barely poked out from her curls, he wanted to pull them. She was so close to him, looking down at him with her tits in his face. In his time of need Iomedae gifted him clarity, he stumbled backwards off his perch.

"Succubus!" He hissed clutching his pendant that she had touched! Her laughter sounded like a child, pure delight.

"Oh my! What a treat! You know how many brave men have come to slay me? And they all see exactly what they want to see" she bent over the boulder he had sat on, the angle and the way she was leaning gave her unholy cleavage.

"A little help from me at the start of course but they all were happy to see a sweet little girl, so innocent so grateful to be rescued" she became the girl he had first seen, and gave him the most innocent yet seductive look and put on a little girl voice.

"How can I ever repay you brave mister knight for saving me? Mmh it's so cold in this cave but your arms feel so warm, gee what's that in your pants mister knight?" She laughed again straightening up and coming towards him as he frantically tried to stand or get away from her.

"But no, it seems Iomedaes pet has no taste for corrupting the innocent. You know I can smell your desire, and you smell delicious. I know exactly what you want to see, my true form."

In one movement she pulled the cape around her, briefly hiding her body before she threw it off among the boulders. Her face was still impish, now dusted with purple freckles, her eyes had become as purple as her hair, a small set of bat-like wings stretched behind her sprouting from her shoulder blades, the dirt fell away and her garment separated in two and became even tighter, the incredibly thin, black fabric held up by thin straps crossing behind her neck and barely covering her breasts, leaving just under her nipples exposed. The second piece of fabric clung to her hips almost like a loincloth, one piece in front falling to her ankles and the other barely wide enough to cover her ass, they didn't connect on the sides so that her legs could move freely, just a thin strap kept the fabric from falling off her wide hips leaving her stomach exposed. Her nails became short, sharp claws, her skin was tinged an unnatural pink, there were bangles around each ankle and a thin tail with a spiked tip swayed behind her like a cat stalking its prey. He felt his manhood harden against his will and he muttered a prayer to Iomedae.

To his surprise she turned away from him, walked back to the center of the cave and perched on a boulder with her legs crossed beneath her, her skirt, for lack of a better word, keeping her decent, to his shameful disappointment.

"How much do you know about my kind paladin?" She began curling her tail around her fingers.

"You're demons, monsters, you seduce men and feed off of them." Bhutta found his courage thank Iomedae, he rose and unsheathed his sword, approaching the succubus with righteous fury, trying to ignore the stiff bulge in his pants.

"So nothing at all really. I don't mind educating you." She sat up straighter pushing her tits out, with a single finger she flicked his sword out of her face and smirked at him.

"I have the power to seduce men by giving them their fantasies, do you realize what that means? It means if you see me like this then I am your fantasy, your precious Inheritor means nothing compared to the power I hold on you now."

Bhutta roared with rage but found he couldn't strike her down, instead he drove his sword into the ground and knelt to pray for strength to overcome this evil. The succubus rose and stood just behind his sword, she plucked the golden circlet from his head and placed it on her own.

"That's the wrong name in your mouth pet, Iomedae won't give you what you need she's too much of a prude, you need my help with your prayers." She placed a hand in his hair, using it to tilt his head up just a bit as she pulled her skirt aside with the other exposing herself to him. Her pussy was plump and soft pink, completely hairless and the most blessed sight the paladin had ever laid eyes on. He could smell her, it took every ounce of his strength to not lean in for a taste, he faltered in his prayers. "Just keep praying pet, your devotion will be all mine soon enough, poor Iomedae can have her scraps, for now"

The succubus held on to his hair for balance and lifted one leg causing her lips to part exposing the dripping pink center of her. She leaned in and rubbed herself against the pommel of his holy sword, coating it in her juices, gasping as the cold metal met her clit. She bounced on her toes and made him watch as she defiled the grip with her perfect flesh. She parted her lips so he could watch as the pommel split her open disappearing inside of her, she moaned as she lowered herself on the grip, not stopping until it was buried to the hilt inside of her. She was fucking herself on his sword. His cock was so jealous it was throbbing and his prayers were long forgotten. All he could do was stare as the grip appeared and disappeared inside of her and babble "Io-Io-Io" desperate to pray but his brain was in his cock by now. He shook his head hard and gripped his pendant, the last scrap of his holy vows, he sat back and closed his eyes trying to focus, trying to remember a spell, but his lack of sight just made him focus more on his other senses.

The smell of her sex filled the cave intoxicating as the sounds of her moans and the obscene squelching of her pussy bouncing on his sword oh god she was fucking his sword! He opened his eyes just in time to watch her put her full weight onto the hilt driving it further into the soft ground until she was kneeling on the cave floor riding his sword, the hilt coated white from her fluids. "How go your prayers holy paladin? Have you realized the powerlessness of your deity?" He held out his pendant as protection and managed a spell but to no avail. With a whine and a sucking sound the succubus rose from the sword and approached him, leaning in and taking his pendant in her mouth she easily tugged it off and spat it out at his feet.

"Your pitiful prudish god won't give you what you long for Bhutta, pray to me, worship me, and I'll fill every desire you hold in your heart, pleasure unimaginable, be my paladin, devote yourself to me, I won't consume you like those pathetic farmers and merchants, longing to wet their pricks in a powerless little girl, you long for power, you wish to devote yourself to power, I can grant that wish." She ran two fingers over her slit and held them before him, they glistened in the cave lights and it set his brain on fire.

"Let me take care of you, taste me Bhutta and become mine." He had fought so hard to resist but everything was working against him, including his own body, it would be so much easier to serve her, she wouldn't send him on long grueling quests to slay unspeakable things with nary a thanks for his trouble. And she smelled so good, her fingers were inches from his mouth and her smell was heavenly, he longed to taste her from the source, but he had pledged himself to Iome- someone, hadn't he? It was so hard to remember his vows now, without realizing it his mouth had fallen open and his tongue was out. Evil flashed in her eyes as she smeared her fingers across his tongue, he moaned as he finally tasted her sucking her fingers like a man tasting water in the desert.

"L-lily" he whined when she pulled her hand away.

"Ilea. Lily was the dumb little girl meant for farmers, my name is Ilea. Worship your goddess."

"Ilea!" He moaned unable to stand it any longer, he lunged forward tongue first licking her clit moaning into her pussy. Ilea twisted her fingers into his hair pulling him closer and draping her leg over his shoulder grinding her pussy against his face. His tongue snaked into her folds dipping into her deepest place to drink her juices from the source, she moaned as his tongue filled her, the power of his devotion flowing into her. Ilea leaned forward using her wings to ease Bhutta onto his back, never breaking contact as she lowered herself over him and began riding his face, drenching his beard as she took his power.

As she rode his face her tail played over his bulge, the slight stimulation and the intoxication of her magic drove him mad. In the secrecy of night he rather enjoyed the taste of a woman but Ilea's magic washed away all of his shame and hesitation, it was the most holy and glorious thing in the world to worship her with his mouth like this and he supped with wild abandon. Ilea herself had never tasted such a powerful meal and this was just the first course she was going to savor every aspect of his devotion.

"That's it Bhutta, fuck your goddess with your tongue!" She moaned feeling her pleasure build into a fierce orgasm. He wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her down harder on his face and driving his tongue deeper inside her, his top lip and nose bruising her clit throwing her over the edge. Her wings spread wide and she fisted his hair crushing his skull with her thighs as she came, nearly drowning him.

After what felt like hours she pulled off of him, and let him breathe, he nearly forgot he needed to, the poor paladin was purple in the face, his beard comically matted and dripping over his armor. Bhutta gasped for breath unable to move in his heavy armor, lying helpless while Ilea purred looking down at him. Electricity crackled between her horns as she reached for him, her recent surge of power allowed her to pull him to his feet effortlessly and she began pulling his armor off. As beautiful as she had been before she was stunning now, her eyes and freckles glowed with an unnatural light and a swirling white pattern flowed over her shoulders and down her arms. He was stripped down to his thin pants, her claws trailed over his chest leaving thin red lines, she whispered into his ear, her tail curling around his leg; "pray to me Bhutta."

Obediently he began reciting his prayers for her as she kneeled and pulled down his pants, his cock finally free and weeping to feel her. She licked from his balls to his tip and took him into her mouth, her fangs brushed against his shaft as she sucked him deeper but it only served to stimulate him more like nothing he had ever felt. What he didn't know was that succubi deposit venom with their fangs, making him sensitive and keeping him hard as long as she desired. Without realizing his hands found her hair and he gently gripped her horns sending a spark of stimulation down her spine causing her to take his cock deep into her throat and moan around him. His prayers grew louder as she sucked the soul out of him, his grip on her horns tightening. Her tongue curled around his shaft as she sucked rubbing up and down milking his cock while she pleasured herself with her own tail.

"Ilea! Goddess! I beg you accept this offering!" He bellowed as his balls tightened, her claws dug into his ass throwing him violently over the cliff of his arousal. Ilea forced his cock into her throat pressing her nose against his pubic bone and inhaling his scent deeply as his cock erupted spilling his seed down her throat feeding the succubus and growing her power. Bhutta felt weak but not the weakness of a dying man, the weakness he felt after a hard righteous battle or a long bought of devotional prayer. He must serve his goddess better, that would renew him he was sure.

With a salacious pop she pulled off his cock, he swore he could feel even her throat sucking at him in the process. Ilea was different, the glow was stronger and the white pattern on her skin was spreading over her torso as well, he loved the way the swirls spread over her large stomach. He had fallen to his knees, weak from her treatment but somehow still so hard, she was standing above him, were her pupils always so dilated? He couldn't remember, but there was hardly any purple in them, her claws seemed longer too.

Bhutta couldn't follow the train of thought any longer as Ilea was pushing him onto his back again and kneeling over his cock. Her pussy looked so swollen and dripped down her thighs, it gushed around him as she lowered herself onto his tip. She couldn't tell what was feeding her power more, his sacrilegious prayers to her or the sex, the combination was the most delicious feeling, she had never felt so powerful and she was only an adolescent! Ilea humped against his cock soaking him and teasing herself, when she couldn't take it any longer she impaled herself balls deep on his shaft and immediately came her wings beating wildly. The pleasure of her pussy was nearly unbearable, she squeezed him like a vice and her warmth was inhuman.

Bhutta felt his mind breaking apart and he blindly reached out for an anchor, his flailing hands met her massive tits and he gripped them for his life, drawing out an otherworldly moan from the succubus. She felt incredible, he moaned a prayer as he played with her, rubbing and squeezing, his rough hands teasing her supernaturally sensitive nipples. When she came down from her orgasm and looked at him her eyes had gone completely black, he was in awe of her, his hips moved on his own and he thrust deeply into her. "Fuck me paladin" she moaned at him so horny she felt drunk with power, it had never been like this with a paladin before. They had been self righteous bores, incorruptible and a poor feed, but this one, it was as if his purpose was to worship her and they both grew stronger for it, any other victim would have been a useless husk by now. Ilea wanted to be careful and not break her new toy... but she also wanted to see how far she could push him.

Carefully Ilea twisted on Bhutta's cock, keeping him inside but turning to face away from him, the sensation was like nothing he'd ever felt before and he nearly came from it. Later, no matter how hard he thought about it he had no idea how it was even possible, but somehow Bhutta managed to get up on his knees without breaking their connection. Now he could fuck her truly, pounding into her so hard and deep he was knocking on the door to her womb with the tip of his prick. Her wings seemed to have a mind of their own and he grabbed desperately to keep her from getting away, one hand found her hip and dug in, the other found the base of her tail and pulled. Ilea screamed in pleasure moving against him taking him deeper and squeezing him tight, her tail thrashed and then curled around his neck, just firm enough to stimulate, the tip found its way between Bhuttas lips and he reflexively began licking and sucking her causing more moans.

He was giving her pleasure, serving his deity in the most holy way, something switched inside him. With the help of her flapping wings he lifted her up and managed to get her over one of the taller boulders, perfectly waist height with him standing. He felt his strength surge and he used all of it to fuck her, plowing her deeply. If she had been human she would have been bruised and aching for weeks after, but as a succubus it just made her stronger, she came again, a surge of fluids spilling between them. Ilea arched back grabbing onto his hair with one hand, he still held her tail but he moved the other hand to her breasts pulling her tight against him fucking her deeply.