Daniel hastily turned his back on home with a hurried 'Goodbye, Mother' and 'Goodbye, Father', and started walking down the path, his mother still sniffling and his father waving calmly from the doorway.
He would never get to his task if he kept battling his mother. He was of age now, and he could be doing what he wished within legal limits.
His goal was to become the greatest adventurer and monster hunter who had been alive.
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Daniel walked along the path to the forest, staring at his map. It said there was a completely straight path through the forest leading to the other side, where he would find the town he was intending to reach and stay. He would find a job there and then train to be a warrior. It seemed good enough.
The only problem was the monsters.
He knew they were waiting for him out there. Lustful, beautiful, bewitchers of men. He couldn't count how many of those hapless denizens had been kidnapped and seduced by them on their way from this very forest. They were enchanting, or so he had seen by peeking at a centaur bathing at the riverside once. He had blushed after five seconds of seeing her G-cups being soaped up and washed down, and run back home deciding to come back six hours later when his erection had gone down, or when he came enough times. Whichever came first, no pun intended.
He didn't mention anything to his parents, of course, since they were all from a strict Order upbringing. They noticed he was rather distracted, however. He seemed lost in thought the entire day, and gave strange answers every time his mother or father asked him a question. At dinner, he cautiously asked them their views on marriage, and was instantly barraged with advice and warnings on how not to fall for a maiden or demon's temptations, especially a nonhuman woman who didn't care about his money but would take away his soul and virginity, and human ones who would be attached to whatever his job paid. He simply blinked, nodded, smiled, said 'Yes, Dad' or 'Yes, Mum' to whatever they said, and repeated that for three hours. He went to bed more confused than ever as to what he should do.
He decided to forget about the incident at the river, and never mention anything about it to anyone. He was kind of afraid of being 'corrupted' by a mamono, since the Order always told ominous tales of them being changed or turned into beings who would be bound for hell.
Daniel walked to a tree stump and looked around, checking for peekers. There didn't seem to be anyone to disturb him while eating, so he took out his lunch from his knapsack, spread it on the stump, and sat down. After a few more cautious glances around, he started eating, stopping occasionally to look around for danger signs.
In the middle of eating, he thought he heard hissing sounds a few times and leaped up each time, looking around for 360º. He couldn't see anything, and while he was tempted to look behind the rocks and trees which people could use for hiding, he didn't want to abandon his lunch and risk it getting cold or someone else eating it. There didn't seem to be other hungry people or vultures hovering around, but he knew if he started checking the rocks, he would remain paranoid for the next few hours and lose his lunch by wandering off ten miles away from where he was. His stomach growled, reminding him of why he was here. He turned around resolutely and started walking back to the stump, his fists at his sides as he tried to figure out why he was getting the jitters.
He sat back down at the tree stump and continued eating, his eyes darting right and left nervously. He really didn't want to think about someone capturing him or running off with him under their arm, although after recalling what the centaur did to her knockers, he wasn't completely averse to the idea of her capturing him and then galloping back home with him on her back so that he could reach out to squeeze her tits and nipples, feeling the creamy flesh sink inwards with the pressure from his hands and then perhaps massage some oil into those huge, white -
Daniel gasped and jerked back to Earth, realising how close he was to a sinful life of thoughts in hell with a fork-tongued succubus who would be cracking a whip and grinning at him sadistically when she told him to jump into a cauldron full of simmering pussy juices, which was a standard punishment in hell. You would even have to bathe and baptize yourself with it, the succubus laughing as she pushed her trident down on your head and dunked you into the cauldron, the juices sizzling when they came into contact with your body and causing you to get so aroused that you would ejaculate spontaneously into the cauldron multiple times. The succubus would control every bit of it and force you to cum on command, or use her tail to rub around your anus and occasionally shove it in up to your prostate when she wanted to see the cauldron turn nice and cloudy.
Daniel shivered at the thought of how sinful (and delicious) this hell was, and then stood up. He brushed his hands off and folded up his knapsack. He placed it over his shoulder and began walking away.
As he got up, he heard a sweet, lilting singing voice. He looked around and saw a maiden's nude torso sticking out from behind a rock. Her mouth was open and spouting a melody in a language he had never heard before. Her voice was mesmerising and beautiful, in an eerily nonhuman way.
That didn't bother Daniel. In minutes his knapsack was over his shoulder and he was stumbling towards her, eager to hear more or at least have her hold on to him while she sang in his ear. He couldn't believe how her voice sounded. It was incredible. It was perfect. He just had to get closer and listen to what she was like.
Daniel reached her in minutes. She smiled at him and continued singing, the notes resonating in his chest and reaching his brain like a love potion. He grabbed the top of the rock, bringing his face close to hers. She reached out and cupped his cheek, smiling sweetly at him without any pause to her song. He shut his eyes and listened to the soothing melody, a hypnotized smile spreading across his face. He opened his eyes and smiled back at her. Just as he opened his mouth to ask her what her name was and what she was doing here, something caused his breath to stop and his heart to freeze.
The maiden was only human from the waist up, her perfectly flat belly and alluring D-cups forming a lovely sight over the rock. However, below that was thirty feet of twisting, serpentine scales and a tail with a rattle at the end. She giggled when she saw his attention drawn to it and wiggled it at him. He half wondered if she had an ass he could gaze at above the tail, but then recalled that he was being hypnotised by one of the very monsters whom his parents had warned him about. He tore his eyes from her lower half and opened his mouth, but all that came out was a croak. The serpent woman laughed and stroked his cheek.
'Hello there, young traveller,' she said. Her voice was soft and gentle, like her touch. 'What do you think on seeing a lamia for the first time? Turned on, disgusted, or shocked? Because you'll be shocked and disgusted at how much you're turned on because of me soon. I guarantee it.'
Daniel could barely open his mouth to respond. Her eyes were bewitching him.
With an effort born from supreme effort and struggle, he turned around and ripped his eyes from her bounteous cleavage, shown as her naked breasts were swinging in front of him like two bouncy melons. He ran towards the next rock, panting with exertion and excitement on first seeing a woman's body.
He heard the sound of slithering and twisting behind him, and turned around. He was shocked by how easily the woman was keeping up with him. She was slithering behind him, her tail pushing against the ground and easily giving her a speed to match his own.
'Silly boy,' she giggled, moving at him with surprising speed for a snake. Then again, she was bigger than one and had the intelligence of a human. Maybe more. 'Don't you know what a lamia is capable of? I won't harm you, but I can crush your enemies' ribs to toothpicks. I will love you, but I can drain you of every last drop of energy you have and leave you panting on the ground without any fluids. I can be your best friend, and yet a strict Domme who will be merciless with you in bed. Don't you want me? I can be all you dream of, and yet there will be visions which you've never had, and will never want to. I promise you'll enjoy all of them.'
Hell no. Daniel thought he was better off committing suicide than consorting with a monster. He reached the next rock and rolled behind it, intending to sneak to the opposite side as the lamia tried to find him and then run back home. He decided his quest was useless if a monster girl could catch him this easily when he was adventuring for barely half a day.
The lamia paused as she looked around for him. She began slithering around the rock. Daniel started edging away from the side she was moving to and shuffled to the other end without too much noise.
