Demonic Great Sage (Impregnation Edition)

Kazuya Mishima was usually seen as feared, a beast who would spare no one.

A monster.

But why is Kazuya Mishima was a woman, naked like the day he or rather she was born, bouncing on Wukong's hard cock like a yo-yo on a string? It had all started with a strange twist of fate.

But that didn't matter to Kazuya who kept on moaning loudly like she was the queen of the jungle herself. Her eyes were wide with a mix of pain and pleasure as she stared into Wukong's fiery gaze. The monkey-like demon's grip on her waist was unyielding, his fur-covered hands leaving red marks on her alabaster skin. His thick, veiny member slammed into her with a ferocity that would make any mortal wince, yet she took it all, her body adapting to the punishment. The room was filled with the sounds of flesh slapping together and Kazuya's cries of ecstasy. The scent of sex hung heavy in the air, a potent aphrodisiac that seemed to drive them both wild.

Wukong managed to find a large building for his harem, including Kazuya Mishima to hide in. His son with Kazuya, Kazhito had grown up to a young boy and Wukong's other harem members had kids with Wukong, a couple of baby boys and girls.

Wukong didn't mind the baby girls, having a strong parental love for all his offspring, but the baby boys were another matter. They were a constant reminder of the power he held, the legacy he was building, and the potential future playmates for his ever-growing harem. He watched with a mix of pride and lust as they grew, their mothers doting on them, each one more beautiful than the last.

With a grunt, Wukong climaxed into Kazuya's cunt, filling her womb with so much potent and fertile seed that she could feel it dripping out of her onto the velvet sheets below. She collapsed onto his broad, fur-covered chest, panting and trembling, her body still pulsing with the aftershocks of orgasm. He stroked her sweat-dampened hair and whispered sweet nothings into her ear, the deep rumble of his voice sending shivers down her spine.

"Kazuhito will be a big brother soon..." Wukong whispered softly between pants, his grip on Kazuya tightening slightly as he thought about the future of his growing family. Kazuya's eyes widened with a mix of excitement and trepidation. The idea of carrying another child, especially one that might bear the weight of the Devil Gene, was a burden she hadn't quite come to terms with. But in the heat of the moment, she couldn't help but feel a spark of desire at the thought of bearing more of Wukong's offspring.

Their coupling had become a nightly ritual, a dance of power and passion that neither could resist. Kazuya had grown accustomed to the feel of Wukong's massive cock stretching her to the limits, and she found herself craving it more and more each day. Her body had transformed, her breasts swelling with mother's milk, her hips widening to accommodate the children she would bear for him. Her once fierce spirit was now tempered by the love she felt for her new family, a love that she never knew existed in her previous life.

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Kazumi Mishima is slowly regaining consciousness, she was lying on the ground of a large building. "Where am I? Why am I alive?"

Kazumi felt uneasy, rubbing the bruise from when Heihachi snapped her neck yet she was somehow resurrected.

By how who?

Kazumi noticed that it was dark. The lights were out like they had been turned off in a hurry, leaving only the dim moonlight that filtered through the windows. She looked around, trying to get her bearings. The room she found herself in was large and sparsely furnished, with walls that were a mix of concrete and metal. It smelled faintly of incense and something else... something primal and musky. Her heart raced as she sat up, pushing aside the confusion and fear. Something wasn't right here.

Walking up the stairs while gripping the railing so hard her knuckles turned white, Kazumi's senses were on high alert. The echo of her footsteps in the empty hallway sent chills down her spine. Her mind raced with questions: What kind of place was this? Who brought her back to life? And why?

Opening one door, she notice it was a mix of a nursery and a maternity room. There's some beds and cribs. Looking down at one of the cribs, she saw a baby but it was oddly strange.

It had downy fur and a small monkey tail.

"What an odd baby..." Kazumi thought to herself as she quietly exited the room, her curiosity piqued. She had to find answers. As she moved through the corridor, the sounds of soft feminine sounds reached her ears. It was in the room

Opening the door, she saw a woman, a curvy looking woman with a pair of milk swollen breasts and wide hips. When Kazumi saw the features and the scar on the woman's chest, it was Kazuya.

Yet Kazuya Mishima was a woman.

Her eyes widened in shock, her hand flying to her mouth. "Kazuya? What... what happened to you?" she whispered, barely able to believe what she was seeing. The woman on the bed looked up at her, a mix of surprise and relief in her eyes.

"Mother?" Kazuya's voice was soft, almost meek. It was a stark contrast to the fiery warrior she once knew.

Kazumi was surprised. Never Kazuya was a meek person, she was always strong and dominating, especially in the battlefield.

"What happened to you?" she asked, approaching the bed carefully.

Kazuya slowly stood up, the bedsheets slid off her body, revealing the soft curves and the clear signs of pregnancy. She looked at her mother with a mix of emototion, her hand on her swollen belly. "It's a long story, mother," she began, her voice still carrying the power it once had, but now with a gentle tremble. "I've been through a transformation, one that I never thought possible."

Kazumi smelled an odd stench, the sweetness aroma of peaches that was mixed with a monkey's musk....and it's making her wet.

Kazuya noticed it and spoke, "It's Wukong's musk... isn't it mom?"

Kazumi was confused yet her cunt grew wet with arousal from the scent. "Wukong?" she questioned, her voice shaky.

Kazuya nodded, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "Yes, Sun Wukong, the great sex demon himself."

Kazumi froze slightly, her eyes narrowing at the mention of Wukong. Sex demon? This was all too much to take in. "What do you mean, Kazuya?" she demanded, her voice a mix of concern and accusation.

"It's complicated," Kazuya sighed, "but let's just say I'm not the same person I once was."

Kazumi shuddered lightly as she stripped out of her own clothes. Kazumi's body was quite curvy, her breast was ample.

Her pussy was already dripping wet from the scent of Wukong's musk. She could feel the arousal coursing through her veins like a wildfire. She had always known that the devil gene was a powerful and unpredictable force, but she had never imagined it could lead to this...

That's when she felt a pair of calloused hands on her. Kazumi looked at the hands and noticed that are fur covered.

She looked up to see Wukong, the sex demon, standing before her with a smug grin on his face. His fur was matted with sweat and semen, his cock still half-hard and glistening in the moonlight.

Kazumi's eyes went wide, seeing Wukong's cock, it was thicker than her arm. Kazumi didn't have any time to question when she felt Wukong's cock enter her pussy hard.

Kazuya leaned forward to suckle on Kazumi's breast, her eyes half-lidded with lust as she watched Wukong claim her mother. The demon's grip tightened around Kazumi's waist, his thick cock pumping in and out of her with a brutal rhythm that had her legs shaking like a leaf in the wind. Kazumi's eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure as Wukong filled her with his seed once more.

"Oooohhh..." Kazumi moaned out, "It's so big....You might rip me apart!" she gasped.

Wukong chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll go slow," he said, his voice filled with a seductive charm that made Kazumi's knees go weak. He eased into her, his massive cock stretching her pussy to accommodate his size. Despite the initial pain, she found herself craving more of him, her body responding to his touch like it had been made for this very moment.

Kazuya continued suckling on her mother's breasts like a hungry child, her eyes never leaving Wukong's intense gaze as he claimed her. The room was filled with the sounds of wet flesh slapping together, the grunts of the demon, and the gasps of the two Mishima women. The air grew thick with lust, and the scent of arousal only served to excite Wukong further.

As Wukong's pace grew faster, Kazumi's nails dug into his furry back, her eyes never leaving his. She felt a strange mix of fear and excitement, her body betraying her with every moan that escaped her lips. The feeling of his thick cock filling her up was like nothing she had ever experienced before, and she found herself pushing back against him, urging him to go deeper.

"Yes...yes..." she panted, her voice barely recognizable as her own. Kazuya watched with a mix of fascination and envy, her own cunt dripping with anticipation. She had never seen her mother like this, so vulnerable and open to pleasure.

Wukong's pace grew more erratic, his breaths coming in ragged pants as he approached climax. With a final roar, he filled Kazumi to the brim with his hot, sticky cum. She trembled beneath him, her eyes fluttering closed as she came again, her pussy clenching around his cock.

For a moment, the room was silent, save for the sounds of their heavy breathing and the occasional drip of semen hitting the floor. Then, with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, Wukong pulled out of Kazumi and turned his attention to Kazuya. "Your turn, my love," he said, his voice a low growl that sent a shiver down Kazuya's spine.

It had been months since Kazumi Mishima has joined Wukong's harem, and she had grown to accept her new life, her body adapting to the rigorous demands of the sex demon's insatiable appetite. Each day brought a new challenge, a new level of depravity, and yet she found herself craving it more and more. The devilish grin that often graced Wukong's face grew wider as he watched the transformation in her, the fierce warrior now a willing participant in his erotic games.

Like her daughter, Kazumi was pregnant with Wukong's baby, her belly round and heavy with the weight of their union. Kazuya seems exicted, there are times that she would rub her mother's baby bump and whisper sweet nothings to the unborn child.

Wukong knew that Kazuhito would have a little sibling and an aunt/uncle since Kazumi is Kazuya's mom meaning Kazuya is having a half-sibling. Kazuhito was quite curious about Kazumi, not knowing that Kazumi was his grandmother. He saw her as another motherly figure in the harem due to her youthful appearance.

The days turned into weeks, and Kazumi's belly grew larger and larger. There are times where she would have Wukong fuck her and Kazuya. Wukong does it gently due to her condition. Despite the strange turn of events, Kazumi found a bizarre comfort in the harem's routine, her days filled with caring for the children and the other harem members, her nights with Wukong's unyielding cock.

It was one evening as Kazumi could feel her unborn baby becoming restless, close to giving birth. Her breaths grew short and her belly tightened with each contraction. Wukong watched with a mix of excitement and concern, his hand gently stroking her belly as Kazuya was at her side, offering comfort and guidance. The other harem members gathered around, each one eager to welcome the new addition to their unconventional family.

With one scream, Kazumi gave birth to a baby boy. It look human though it inherited Wukong's features.

Kazuya kiss her mom's forehead, whispering comforting words to ease her pain. She had gone through this herself and knew exactly what Kazumi was feeling. The room was a flurry of activity as the other harem members rushed to help, bringing warm cloths and soothing herbs to aid in the delivery. Despite the chaos, there was a sense of unity among them, a bond formed through shared experiences and the love they all bore for their monkey-god.