Demonic Great Sage (Impregnation Edition)

"Hey Jeanne!!" Bayonetta's voice called out as Jeanne looked up from cleaning her gun.

"What is it, Bayonetta?" Jeanne asked, a tinge of curiosity.

"I had found the perfect boyfriend." Bayonetta replied.

"Congratulations, Bayonetta! So proud of you!" Jeanne spoke, "So, whose the lucky man?"

Then a young boy pop up. "Me!!"

Bayonetta blushed awkwardly, "Oops! Sorry. Yuli is just a boy who befriended me. Wu is around."

Then a man appeared, dressed in a golden yellow hoodie with some red accents and a pair of pants.

Jeanne felt startled by the strange man but she calmed down immediately. "So, Wu is your boyfriend but not Yuli."

"Oh, no." Bayonetta spoke, "Yuli befriended me after I saved him."

Yuli's eyes had that sparkle look in his eye. "Mrs. Bayonetta saved me and Mia from a demon and it's awesome and-"

"Yuli!!" A voice called out as a teenage girl with a brown hair appeared.

It had been a week since Bayonetta had a boyfriend and Jeanne became curious than before.

She did asked Yuli and Mia about Bayonetta's boyfriend but none of them had answers.

Until Jeanne decides to visit Wu's apartment. The exterior seems normal, a nice looking apartment.

Upon knocking on the door, it was opened by a woman who is wearing a scantily dress, yet it's not Bayonetta though she had the same vibe of elegance and power.

Jeanne noticed a tattoo on the area above her breast, it look like a peach surrounded by flaming clouds. Jeanne recognize it at first yet she swore it came from a story.

"Guess, you're a friend of Wukong's latest bride." The woman spoke, "I believe it is my honor to present you to my lord and master...Sun Wukong..."

Jeanne froze when she heard the name but quickly regained her composure, not wanting to show any signs of shock or fear.

"Follow me, Wukong awaits." The woman spoke as she let Jeanne in the building. The interior is a lot different. It was a lot more bigger than the outside suggested, and it had a very oriental theme.

Jeanne remember the sex demon known as Sun Wukong, born between a female monkey yaoguai sex demon and a human man who was raised by his mother's clan after his mother's death after childbirth.

Jeanne could smell the musk, a mix of peaches and a stench from a monkey. The nice aroma mixed with the not so pleasant scent was strong enough to make Jeanne gag but she became aroused by the scent of power. The walls were adorned with ancient scrolls and weaponry, hinting at the long lineage of the monkey king. As they ascended a grand staircase, the sound of the woman's heels clicking against the marble echoed through the halls.

Approached a massive door at the end of the hallway, Jeanne's heart raced as she heard the faint sound of feminine moaning. Already Jeanne's arousal was very evident, seeping through her red skin tight pants. She knew Bayonetta's taste in men was... unconventional, but she had never anticipated this. The door swung open to reveal a vast chamber, dimly lit by flickering candles and suffused with an aura of power and desire.

Seated on a throne sculpted into a shape of a dragon, the man who is Sun Wukong looked like a humanoid monkey, but stood upright like a man with a face of a handsome human man. His fur was a dark golden blonde color, shining in the dim light. His eyes were a piercing amber gold color that seemed to glow, and his muscles rippled beneath his fur. He had long, prehensile tail that swung idly to the side. He looked up from his book, raising an eyebrow at Jeanne's entrance.

At the base of the throne was Bayonetta and some random woman who are sucking his cock, it was a massive. The shaft was thicker than her arm, the head flushed a deep crimson red and bulbous, similar to a bull's, the foreskin receding a bit to reveal the tip, a sizable mushroom head. His testicles hung low, the size of grapefruits. It was monstrous, inhuman... and aroused. Bayonetta was licking the shaft eagerly while the woman was deepthroating it.

Sun Wukong's tail swished lazily, his eyes never leaving Jeanne as she took in the scene before her. He had a knowing smirk on his face, as if he had been expecting her. The random woman looked up and winked at Jeanne before returning to her task, her cheeks hollowed out as she took the full length of the demonic cock into her mouth. Jeanne felt a strange mix of envy and excitement.

Bayonetta looked up, her eyes gleaming with lust as she noticed Jeanne. She pulled off the cock with a pop, a string of saliva connecting her lips to the tip. "Jeanne, darling, you're just in time!" she exclaimed, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. The other woman pulled away too, her cheeks flushed and eyes glazed over, a clear sign of pleasure.

Wukong stood up from his throne, his cock bobbing in the air as he did so, the veins pulsing with power. He strode over to Jeanne, his tail swishing behind him. "Welcome, Jeanne," he said, his voice deep and resonant. "I've heard much about you from your dear friend, Bayonetta."

Jeanne gulped, her cunt dripping wet from the overwhelming pheromones filling the room. She had heard the legends of Sun Wukong's virility, but seeing it in person was something else entirely. His presence was commanding, his power palpable, and she couldn't help but feel a strange thrill at being so close to such a being.

"Bayonetta, what is this?" Jeanne managed to croak out, her eyes still fixated on the monstrous cock that seemed to throb with life.

Bayonetta giggled, a sound that was both seductive and innocent at the same time. "This, my dear Jeanne, is my beloved Sun Wukong," she said, her eyes never leaving Wukong's. "Isn't he just divine?"

Jeanne stared at Wukong's cock. "How can a woman survive that large cock..." Jeanne thought to herself, "It probably hurt them but they seem to enjoy it."

Wukong took a step closer to Jeanne, his fur brushing against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. He leaned in, his hot breath tickling her ear. "Would you like to find out?" he whispered, his tail wrapping around her waist gently.

The room grew warmer, the air thick with desire. Jeanne felt the weight of his gaze, the power in his touch. Her body was screaming for release, for the ultimate test of her own limits. She had fought demons and angels alike, but she had never faced a creature so... primal, so raw.

Wukong's hands reached out and stripped Jeanne out of her outfit, his touch surprisingly gentle despite his monstrous form. He admired her body, his eyes taking in every curve and contour as if memorizing her. Jeanne felt a strange thrill, a mix of fear and excitement as she stood naked before the sex demon, her breasts heaving with every breath she took.

Bayonetta sauntered over, a mischievous grin playing on her lips. "Don't worry, Jeanne," she purred, "I've seen what he can do, and it's nothing short of heavenly."

Wukong's tail tightened around Jeanne's waist, pulling her closer to his form. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, his power pulsating through her. His hand reached up to cup her cheek, his fur surprisingly soft against her skin. "Bayonetta speaks the truth," he said, his eyes gleaming with lust. "Allow me to show you the true meaning of pleasure."

The random woman knelt beside Bayonetta, her eyes still glazed with arousal as she watched Wukong claim Jeanne. Jeanne felt a twinge of jealousy, but it was quickly overridden by the burning need within her. She looked into Wukong's eyes, searching for any hint of malice, but found only desire. She nodded, giving her silent consent.

With a gentle yet firm tug, Wukong led Jeanne to the edge of the throne. He positioned her so that she was bent over the armrest, her round, firm ass in the air. Jeanne felt the fur on his chest brush against her back as he leaned over her, his massive cock pressing against her slick folds. He slid it in, inch by inch, stretching her more than any man or demon had ever done. She gasped, her body trembling with both pain and pleasure.

Jeanne gritted her teeth, her knuckles white as she gripped the armrest, her body straining to accommodate the sheer size of Wukong's cock. He was slow, deliberate, allowing her to adjust to his monstrous girth. The feeling of fullness was unlike anything she had ever experienced, and the sensation was both terrifying and exhilarating.

The random woman licked her lips as she watched, her own hands idly playing with her breasts. Bayonetta knelt beside her, stroking Jeanne's hair gently. "Relax, darling," she murmured, "You're doing so well."

Wukong's thrusts grew more powerful, his tail swishing with excitement as he claimed Jeanne's tight, wet pussy. Jeanne's cries grew louder, her body trembling with every thrust. The pain was intense, but it was quickly being overwhelmed by a pleasure she had never felt before. It was as if every nerve ending in her body was on fire, every sensation magnified a hundredfold.

As Wukong fucked her, Jeanne felt her own power stirring within her. It was as if his essence was melding with hers, awakening something primal and carnally potent. She could feel her muscles clench around his cock, her walls tightening and releasing in a rhythm that matched his movements. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she reached a climax that seemed to go on forever, her entire body spasming with the force of it.

Bayonetta continued stroking Jeanne's hair, her eyes shimmering with a mix of pride and hunger. "That's it, Jeanne," she whispered, "Give in to the pleasure."

The room was filled with the symphony of wet slaps, Jeanne's desperate gasps, and the low grunts of Wukong's exertion. Jeanne's legs quivered as she tried to hold herself up, her body no longer her own as it succumbed to the relentless onslaught of pleasure. The random woman leaned in closer, her hand reaching out to caress Jeanne's clit, her eyes never leaving the sight of the monstrous cock claiming her.

The woman's touch was electric, sending bolts of pleasure through Jeanne's body, making her orgasm build even higher. Wukong's cock hit her g-spot with every stroke, the sensation was unbearable yet she craved for more. Her eyes squeezed shut, her teeth clenched as she felt herself approaching the edge of what she thought was possible.

Wukong's pace increased, his thrusts becoming more erratic, his breathing more ragged. Jeanne could feel his excitement building, his power surging through her body. "Almost there," he growled, his voice a mix of pleasure and dominance. She felt his cock swell even larger inside her, the pressure threatening to split her in two.

With a final, earth-shattering roar, Wukong released his load deep within Jeanne. The force of his climax sent her spiraling into another orgasm, her body convulsing uncontrollably as she felt the hot, thick seed fill her to the brim. The random woman's hand stilled on her clit, her eyes wide as she watched the powerful demon claim Jeanne completely.

Wukong's cock slowly withdrew from Jeanne's tight pussy, a stream of cum following it and dripping down her thighs. He stepped back, his chest heaving, his fur matted with sweat. The room was thick with the scent of sex and power, a heady mix that had all three of them panting.

Bayonetta spread her legs, to expose her pussy. "Your turn, my love," she told Wukong, her voice thick with desire. He looked at her with hunger in his eyes, his cock still hard despite his recent release.

Wukong turned his attention to Bayonetta, his tail swishing with excitement. He grabbed her by the hips and slammed into her, her body bouncing on the throne with each powerful thrust. Bayonetta's eyes rolled back in her head, her moans of pleasure mixing with Jeanne's whimpers of aftershock. The random woman leaned in, her tongue darting out to catch the dripping cum from Jeanne's thighs, licking them clean with an enthusiasm that left no doubt about her devotion to the monkey king.

Jeanne watched, her own arousal still riding high, as Wukong took Bayonetta with an intensity that was almost feral. Her best friend's body contorted in ways she never thought possible, her witch powers flaring with every pump of his monstrous cock. It was a sight to behold, a dance of power and pleasure that made Jeanne's own body throb with desire.

The random woman looked up at Jeanne, her eyes shimmering with mischief. "Would you like to join us?" she asked, her voice husky and seductive. Jeanne hesitated, torn between the fear of the unknown and the allure of the unbridled passion unfolding before her. But the need within her was too great to resist. She nodded, her decision made.

This went on for months, Wukong will fuck either Jeanne and Bayonetta and sometimes both of them. Jeanne had grown to accept Wukong and even craved his monstrous cock. Bayonetta's love for Wukong grew stronger, and she was always eager to share him with Jeanne, often initiating threesomes.

Especially when Jeanne and Bayonetta became pregnant with Wukong's babies growing in their bellies like twin suns. Their bodies had changed dramatically during their pregnancies, with Bayonetta's curves becoming more pronounced and both Bayonetta and Jeanne's breasts had enlarged with breastmilk ready to feed the demonic offspring.

Wukong seems carefully about fucking them, his thrusts measured and precise, to make sure that he didn't hurt any of them or the unborn babies. Despite their pregnancies, both Bayonetta and Jeanne remained insatiable, craving the unique blend of pleasure and pain that only Wukong's monstrous cock could provide.

Jeanne and Bayonetta were licking and sucking Wukong's cock, Jeanne was licking the hard shaft whike Bayonetta licked the cock head like a delicious lollipop. They took turns to make sure every inch of the massive member was cleaned of cum and saliva. Their tongues danced around each other's as they worshiped the demon's cock, their eyes locked in a silent competition of who could give more pleasure.

Wukong's eyes gleamed with approval, his cock swelling even larger at the sight of his two lovers eagerly pleasing him. He reached down to stroke Jeanne's hair, his tail wrapping around Bayonetta's neck to keep her in place. The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with desire as the three of them moved in perfect harmony.

Jeanne could feel the baby's head crowning against her cunt, yet Jeanne focused on licking Wukong's shaft as best she could, as the infant's head emerged from her vagina. Bayonetta watched with a mix of amazement and envy, her own belly swollen with Wukong's child. She had given birth first, and the experience had been nothing short of mind-blowing, a testament to the sex demon's power and the strength of their bond.

Jeanne grunted as the baby came out, a baby girl, a mix of a human and humanoid monkey demon.

Wukong picked the baby up and held her gently in his arms. "Look at her," he said, a soft smile on his face. "She has your eyes, Jeanne."

Jeanne smiled, her eyes filled with love and pain, as she watched Wukong cradle their daughter. The girl had a head of dark golden fur, a tiny tail swishing from side to side, and a pair of piercing amber eyes that matched her father's. Despite her demonic heritage, she was beautiful, a perfect blend of her mother's human grace and her father's primal power.

Bayonetta also gave birth to twins, both male, each one with a tail and glowing eyes like their father. The boys were strong, already showing signs of the monkey king's lineage. Wukong held them up proudly, their tiny hands grasping his furry fingers. "These are your brothers," he said to the newborn girl, her eyes wide with curiosity.

After the babies are bathed and their umbilical cords are clamped, Jeanne and Bayonetta expelled the afterbirth, the two women looked at each other with a mix of exhaustion and euphoria. They had never felt so alive, so connected to each other and to the powerful creature that had impregnated them.