Demonic Great Sage (Impregnation Edition)

Somewhere in an abandoned building in a heavily forested area, a woman walked through the hallway. She was wearing a grey tank top, a pair of shorts and boots, all dirtied from dirt she went through the forest ground. In her hand was a flashlight, guiding her way through the darkness. The woman was none other than Lara Croft, the famous archaeologist known for her adventurous and sometimes dangerous expeditions. Tonight, however, was different. She was on a quest to find something... or someone. 

Lara Croft had a strange kink that people might find odd. She had always been fascinated with inhuman beings and their capabilities, particularly their sexual prowess. It extends to her finding some private chat on the internet through an anonymous source. The chat talks about a certain sex demon who is rather famous or infamous for his exploits with humans. The conversation piqued her interest, and she couldn't help but wonder if it was true. Determined to find out, she tracked down the source of the demonic entity and found herself standing outside an abandoned building that resembled a palace of Ancient Chinese Origins in a forested area. Arriving to the island was a hassle, given to the bizarre weather patterns that surrounded it, but she managed to find a boat and navigate her way through the treacherous waters. Now, she was inside the building, her flashlight casting eerie shadows on the walls as she ventured deeper into the darkness. 

If she remembers correctly, one of signs was a musky odor that is a mix of peaches and something akin to a monkey's stench. It's was so strong that it made the British female archaeologist gag a bit from time to time. It was faint at first, but as she ventured deeper into the building, the smell grew stronger. Yet her cunt was becoming wet, her underwear and shorts becoming wet from her arousal. "I know that I should get some extra panties to get changed in but..." She chuckled nervously, feeling guilty for her own desire. 

She followed the scent, deeper into the abandoned building, through more dark hallways and dusty rooms. Her heart raced, both from excitement and fear. She was sure she was getting closer. 

She eventually found a dimly lit room with a large, dusty throne in the center. The throne was carved out of stone like it was made with tools of ancient times. Upon the throne sat a creature that was unlike anything Lara had ever seen before. It resembled 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 lazily as he sat on the throne. 

That's not the shocking thing Lara saw. It was his genitals. 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. 

"That thing...." Lara thought to herself, "His cock... it's massive! I don't know how many children he had with that thing! Maybe enough to start a small village..." Her heart raced as she took a step closer to the throne, her mouth watering like she was watching a porn film. The musky stench is becoming stronger now, and Lara can feel her heart racing in her chest. Strangely enough, she was becoming aroused, her pussy becoming wet that stained her panties and shorts while her body heated up like a heater in the middle of winter. "I... I should leave," she muttered to herself, trying to convince herself to turn around and leave, but her feet wouldn't move as she stepped closer toward the throne. 

What Lara didn't know was the demon was aware that she was there. His eyes narrowed, and he smiled, baring his fangs slightly. He could sense her arousal, her fear, and her curiosity. It was a heady mix that made his own cock throb even harder, pre-cum leaking from the tip like a clear, viscous string. He leaned forward slightly, licking his lips as he watched her approach. 

His tail swung lazily as he moved, wrapping around Lara's waist like a snake, drawing her close to him. Her breath hitched, "H...How did you know that I was here?" She whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her hammering heart. The demon chuckled, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down her spine. "Oh, little human," he purred, "I've felt your presence for some time now. It's... intoxicating." He reached out with his massive hand, stroking her cheek gently before cupping her breast through her shirt. Lara gasped, her nipple hardening beneath his touch. 

Her body burned with desire, her mind clouded with lust. She could feel herself becoming aroused, her pussy throbbing in need. "Please..." she whispered, her voice barely audible even to herself. The demon smiled, leaning forward to press his lips against hers, his tongue darting out to tease her mouth. Their tongues tangled as he devoured her mouth, his hands moving to pull the tank top up and off her body. Her breasts were covered in the bra she wore, but he didn't seem to care as he pinched her nipples roughly, rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers. 

In a fluid motion, Lara's bra was unclasped and flung to the floor like a discarded cobweb, revealing her perfect, round breasts to the demon's hungry gaze. He leaned in closer, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and sucking hard. She arched her back, moaning loudly as pleasure coursed through her veins. Her hands tangled in his fur, pulling him closer still, her body trembling with need. "Oh, god..." she gasped, her hips moving involuntarily against his thigh. 

Wukong gripped her shorts, pulling them off along her panties which are soaked with her arousal. "Ahhh," he groaned, "Already wet for me." His hand gently cupped her bare mound, feeling the wetness on her pussy lips. "You want this, don't you?" he asked, his voice low and husky. Lara could only nod, unable to speak as her body trembled with need. 

Lara could feel his cock throbbing hard, pressed against her lips as she sucked on his massive erection. The taste of him, the musk of his fur, the roughness of his skin beneath her tongue... it was all intoxicating. She wrapped her lips around the thick length, taking as much of him into her mouth as she could, her hands gripping his hips tightly. He groaned, his hips bucking forward, pushing deeper into her mouth. She could feel the veins pulsing against her tongue as he grew even harder, his thrusts becoming more urgent. 

It felt like sucking on a huge jawbreaker, except instead of a candy center, it was raw, throbbing need. Her lips stretched as she took him deeper, feeling him scrape against the back of her throat. She couldn't help but moan around him, her own arousal growing with every thrust of his hips. His hands tangled in her hair, holding her head in place as he fucked her face, his growls vibrating against her skin. 

Lara could taste his cum, a mixture of sweet and salty, pooling in her mouth like honey. She wanted more, her body aching for the release she knew was coming. She sucked harder, feeling him thrust deeper, his growl turning into a hoarse, primal shout as he came, filling her mouth with his seed. His hips bucked wildly, his grip in her hair painful yet somehow exhilarating. She could feel the warmth of his cum as it spilled down her throat, her tongue lapping up every last drop. 

Yet his cock was still hard as Lara was positioned on his lap, his hard shaft pressed her bare pussy. She arched her back, offering herself to him, their eyes locked in a heated gaze. The demon's powerful hands gripped her hips, guiding her down onto his erection. There was a moment of blissful pain as he stretched her tight entrance, filling her with his thick length. She moaned loudly, her body trembling with need and desire. 

You're so big...!!!" Lara managed to moaned out, "Oh fuck...FUCK FUCK FUCK!" Her mind felt like breaking like a glass vase, shattering into a million little pieces as she felt him filling her completely, stretching her in ways she hadn't even known were possible. She arched her back, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly as she rode him, her hips moving in a frenzy, taking him deeper with every thrust. The feel of his thick, hard length inside her was exquisite, overwhelming, and she couldn't get enough.

Her braid had became undone, her hair cascade down her shoulders and back, swaying with her movements. Her breasts heaved with each breath, nipples hard and erect, as her gaze locked with his. His eyes burned with lust, his nostrils flaring as he watched her ride him, feeling her tight channel gripping him, milking him. He growled low in his throat, his hands finding their way to her hips, holding her steady as she bounced up and down on his lap. "You're mine now, Lara," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "You'll never be able to resist me again or any of my kind." 

Their bodies slammed together, his thick length thrusting deep inside her with each stroke, their skin slapping together, the sounds of their passion filling the air. Her inner walls clenched and released around him, milking his cock, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through his body. He felt himself close to the edge, his control slipping as his hips began to move faster, harder, his thrusts becoming more erratic. Lara knew that she would carrying his offspring, his children who will look like their father and her, his mate. 

Lara could feel his climax coming, feel him growing impossibly larger inside her, stretching her to the breaking point. She arched her back, her nails digging into his shoulders as she met his thrusts with her own, their bodies moving together in a frenzy of desire. His hips bucked wildly, his cock pulsing inside her, filling her up with his seed. She cried out his name, her voice raw and primal, her body shuddering with pleasure as wave after wave of orgasm washed over her. 

Even as Lara Croft moaned, her expression resembled that of a person who has been exposed to some kind of strong aphrodisiac. Wukong was still hard like a metal rod and ready for a round 2 and beyond. Lara only begged out, "Fuck me, you devilishly sexy monkey king! Take me again!" Her voice was husky and sultry, as if she were in a trance. 

Even as days pass on with Lara getting fucked like a breeding bitch, the demon king's seed continued to grow inside her. A week passed by and Wukong had taken Lara's virginity, made her cum countless times, and made her pregnant with his demonic humanoid monkey offspring. The throne room had become a place of passionate love-making and depraved breeding. 

If anyone is curious enough to enter the building, they will probably see Lara Croft, looking as if she's in a lust driven trance, her eyes glazed over and her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her once neatly tied back hair is now a mess of dark curls, now growing past her elbow. Her breasts and abdomen are appeared to be swollen for her pregnancy, and her hips widened to accommodate the multiple growing demonic offspring within her, their limbs pressed against her abdominal walls like something out of a sci-fi horror horror film. 

She's been transformed from the strong-willed archeologist she once was into a mindless breeding vessel for Wukong's demon spawn, soon to be born in the form of tiny, writhing monkeys human hybrids, emerging from her womb to cling to her, suckling at her swollen breasts, drinking her breast milk like it was some kind of forbidden nectar made for them alone. Her mind which is once sharp and capable of deductive reasoning, is now reduced to the base level of animal instinct, incapable of any form of resistance or defiance against the monstrous creature who had claimed her as his own. His breeding bitch, his mate, his property.

Lara felt a soft kick against her stomach, one of the unborn children seems to be squirming about. She moaned, arching her back as another wave of pleasure coursed through her. Her body was no longer her own, it belonged to the monkey king, to his seed, to the demonic offspring that grew within her. She was nothing more than a vessel for his desires, a breeding bitch created solely for his pleasure.

Wukong knew that he need to be careful with his unborn children, not wanting to accidentally hurt them during fucking Lara Croft. He placed his hand on Lara's pregnant belly and gently felt the movement of the unborn children inside her. He could feel them squirming and kicking, already showing signs of life and wanting to be free from their confined space. He smiled down at Lara, lovingly brushing a lock of hair away from her sweaty forehead.

"Mmnnnggg…" Lara let out a soft moan as she felt her insides tighten, her stomach contracting like a fist. Another kick. Another squirm. Another movement within her. She arched her back, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath her, his hands pinching her breasts as breast milk leaked out like a precious liquid. The pleasure was intense, the sensation unlike anything she had ever experienced. She was no longer Lara Croft, the strong-willed and intelligent archeologist. She was nothing more than a breeding vessel for the monkey king's demon spawn, his property, his mate.

"I believe that it would be time soon, my little ones... Very soon now," Wukong whispered to her, his voice thick with love and lust. He could feel the movements within her growing stronger, more insistent. He knew that the time for their birth was drawing near. His demonic seed had done its work, impregnating her with his offspring, and now all that remained was to wait for them to be born.

Lara Croft only whimper in agreement, her body arching further as another contraction gripped her like a vice. The unborn demonic children within her were growing more restless, their tiny limbs pressing against her insides, preparing to be freed from the confines of her womb. Wukong smiled down at her, his golden eyes glowing with love and anticipation. He caressed her swollen abdomen, feeling the muscles tensing and relaxing beneath his touch.

Lara could feel her cervix dilating like a flower opening to the sun, preparing her body for the miracle of birth. Her hips rocked back and forth as another contraction gripped her, pushing the demonic children deeper out of her womb. She arched her back, moaning in ecstasy, as a tiny, writhing limb pressed against her inner walls. It was almost too much, the pleasure and pain mingling in an intoxicating dance. She felt Wukong's fingers dig deeper into her flesh, his touch rough and possessive as he guided her through the birthing process.

One of the infants emerged out of her birth canal, wet and slimy with blood and amniotic fluid. It let out a high-pitched wail, as if protesting the harshness of the world it had just been born into. Lara cried out in a mix of pain and joy, her body shuddering as another contraction gripped her as another baby, the first one's younger sibling, made its way out of her womb. She felt the wet, squirming mass slip out of her, followed by a gush of amniotic fluid. The monkey king caught the newborn, cradling it in his massive hand as it let out another wail.

The third baby, smaller and more agile than the others, slipped out of her with ease. It let out a piercing screech, as if demanding attention and acknowledgement of its presence. The monkey king, his golden eyes glowing with pride and love, held each of his children up to Lara, allowing her to see them for the first time. They were beautiful, each one unique in their own way, their skin a strange mix of their parents' skin tone. They do resemble demonic monkey human hybrid, their fur either a mix of their father's fur and mother's hair color, or had their father's fur color or their mother's hair color. Their tails are small yet once they grow up, it would be as long and prehensile like their father's.

Lara panted heavily from a mixture of exhaustion, pain and pleasure from the ordeal of childbirth. Her body felt as if it had been put through the wringer, like her explorations through ancient tombs and long-lost ruins had been nothing compared to the intense experience of bearing Wukong's demonic offspring. The monkey king smiled down at her, his golden eyes filled with love and admiration. He gently laid each of the newborns on her chest, their tiny bodies warm and wriggling against her skin as they found her breast and the sound of nursing filled the air as the infants suckled on her breasts, though two of them had take turn on suckling on her right breast. Lara let out a couple of hushed sighs, her hands running through their fur, marveling at how soft it was.

Outside the palace, the other demonic monkey humanoids could sense that Wukong, their king, had kids now with Lara Croft…His mate and breeding vessel. They were elated, their bodies humming with excitement. Hushed whispers full of awe and wonder filled the forest yet they kept their distance from Wukong, not wanting to get hurt by him. They knew that their king was fiercely protective of his family and would not hesitate to kill anyone who might harm them.

Once the babies are done nursing, the three infants are placed in a comfortable looking homemade crib that was already set up for them. They seem to be fast asleep, their tiny chests rising and falling with each breath like tiny bellows from their tiny bodies. Lara, exhausted but still feeling an inexplicable surge of energy and love, looks up at Wukong, her eyes shining with tears of joy and disbelief.

"I know I can't fuck you since you are recovering from the childbirth you went through." Wukong muttered, "Maybe once their older, we might give them some younger siblings to play with. But for now, we need to focus on raising them. They are our future, Lara. Our family. And I will protect them with my life, just as I promised you when we first met. You don't have to worry about anything. I've got you and them covered." The monkey king's voice was gentle, reassuring.

Lara knew that she cannot have sex since she had given birth, so her pussy was still sore and tender like hell. Her breasts are still swollen with breast milk, which made her seem like a poster girl for an erotic lactation fetish magazine. She smiled up at Wukong, her brown eyes seems to glow slightly. "For a king, you seem thirsty from your need for my touch. I know I can't give you sex, but If you want, you can suck on my breast like a newborn. My breasts are still swollen with milk, and I know you like the taste of it. It's not sex, but it's the closet thing we can have for now. And I want you to know that I'm willing to share my body with you, no matter how it looks or feels."

Wukong slowly crawled on the bed, being careful to not hurt his still sore mate, and positioned himself between her spread legs. His golden eyes gazed at her swollen breasts, his mouth watering at the thought of tasting their sweet nectar. He leaned forward, taking one of her breasts into his mouth, suckling on it hungrily. The touch of his tongue on her nipple sent shivers down her spine, and she arched her back, pressing her breast further into his mouth. Her hands ran through his fur, feeling its softness, its silkiness, as if it were made of the finest fabric. Her breast milk filled his mouth, and he savored the taste, relishing in the closeness they shared in this moment.