Demonic Great Sage (Impregnation Edition)

Closing Time have different reactions ranging from sadness or relief. 

Chun-Li, standing tall and strong, wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand, her ox-horn buns are surprisingly untouched by the intense training she'd just finished. The dojo's wooden floorboards creaked gently beneath her weight, echoing the rhythm of the evening outside. The scent of incense wafted through the air, a reminder of the Zen-like discipline she'd cultivated over the years. As the sun began to dip below the horizon, painting the sky with strokes of fiery red and gold, she knew that soon she would have to close the dojo for the night. 

She was about to clean up for closing when she saw a lone man standing at the door. "Are you open?" 

Chun-Li raised an eyebrow. He was tall, with a lean but muscular build, wearing a large looking hoodie that obscured most of his face and torso but Chun-Li could see a large bulge in his pants. 

"Yes," she replied, curiosity piqued. "But we're about to close. What brings you here?" 

"I heard about your skills as a Street Fighter?" The man spoke with a hint of challenge in his voice, his eyes gleaming with something that Chun-Li couldn't quite pinpoint. She stepped closer, her instincts on high alert, the air around them crackling with an unspoken tension. 

"I've fought many battles, but I'm retired now," Chun-Li replied evenly. "What's your business?" 

The stranger chuckled, his eyes never leaving hers as he pushed his hood back, revealing a set of piercing golden orbs. "Oh, I'm just a traveler looking for a good spar before the night falls," he said, his grin widening to reveal sharp canines. "But if you're too scared..." 

Chun-Li's eyes narrowed. "I'm never too scared," she said, her voice a whipcrack in the quiet dojo. "But if you're looking for a fight, you'd better be ready to back up those words." 

The stranger's grin grew even wider, his canines glinting in the dimming light. He stepped onto the training floor, his hoodie sliding down to reveal a mischievous glint in his eyes and a tail swishing behind him. "My name is Sun Wukong," he announced, his voice dropping to a purr. "And I assure you, I've got the skills to pay the bill." 

Taking off his hoodie, Wukong was wearing a red Mandarin collared shirt with some of the sleeves torn off, exposing his muscular arms. His tail swished behind him, a clear indication that he was not entirely human. Chun-Li's pulse quickened as she took in his features. He had the face of a man but the body of a creature—his skin a smooth, almost golden hue, with fur scattered across his limbs like a fine dusting of gold. His posture was relaxed, but she could sense the power coiled within him, ready to be unleashed at a moment's notice. 

"Fine," Chun-Li said, a hint of excitement in her voice as she stepped onto the mat. "Let's see what you've got." She'd never backed down from a challenge, and she wasn't about to start now, not even if the challenger was a mythical creature. 

Wukong's grin grew more feral. "You're going to regret those words, mortal," he taunted, his tail swishing more rapidly. 

The two of them circled each other on the mat, eyes locked, their movements as silent as shadows. Chun-Li could feel the heat rising from his body, a heady mix of musk and something primal that made her blood pulse in her veins. Wukong was toying with her, she realized, his every step a deliberate dance, his every gesture a silent provocation. 

"So if I win..." Chun-Li spoke, "What do I get?" 

Wukong's smile grew even more predatory, his golden eyes gleaming with mischief. "If you win," he said, his voice low and seductive, "I'll leave your dojo in peace. But if I win..." He took a step closer, his tail brushing against her leg, sending a shiver up her spine, "I get to fuck you." 

Chun-Li's eyes widened slightly at his bluntness, but she didn't back down. "Those are the terms?" 

Wukong nodded, his expression unreadable. "They are," he said, his voice dropping to a seductive murmur. "But don't worry, I'll make it worth your while." 

The air grew thick with tension as they sized each other up. Chun-Li knew she had to be careful; this was no ordinary opponent. She'd fought her share of fighters and criminals in her time, but something about Wukong was different, something that made her both wary and strangely excited. 

Their battle was a whirlwind of fists and feet, the sound of their impacts echoing through the dojo like a symphony of destruction. Chun-Li's signature Lightning Kicks and Spinning Bird Kicks seemed to have no effect on Wukong, who moved with a grace and speed that belied his monstrous form. His own attacks were a flurry of clawed hands and powerful legs, each strike seemingly enhanced by some supernatural force. 

As the fight progressed, Chun-Li began to realize that Wukong was toying with her. His blows, while powerful, were never enough to truly harm her, and she could see the glint of amusement in his eyes as she tried to land a hit. Her frustration grew, fueling her determination to bring him down. 

Their movements grew more intense, their breaths coming in harsh pants as they danced around the dojo. Sweat glistened on their skin, and the smell of their exertion mixed with the lingering incense to create a heady scent that seemed to thicken the air around them. 

Wukong's tail wrapped around Chun-Li's ankle, tripping her, and she fell hard to the ground. Before she could recover, he was on top of her, his powerful hands pinning her wrists to the mat. She could feel the heat of his body, the hardness of his arousal pressing against her thigh, and she knew that she was in trouble. 

"Looks like I win," he whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her neck. 

Chun-Li's cheeks flushed, not from exertion but from a mix of anger and arousal. She glared up at Wukong, her eyes flashing with defiance. "You cheated," she spat, her body trembling beneath his. 

Wukong chuckled, his golden eyes sparkling with amusement. "Cheated?" He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "This isn't a game of checkers, darling. It's the law of the jungle, and I'm king here." 

Chun-Li struggled beneath him, her heart racing not just from the exertion of the fight but from the electricity that crackled between them. She could feel his cock, thick and hard, pressing against her, and she knew she was in danger of losing more than just her dignity. But she was a fighter, and she wasn't about to go down without a fight. 

But there was a strange smell, a musk was a mix of the sweet aroma of peaches mixed with a strange stench that belongs to a monkey. 

Sun Wukong leaned down, his breath hot on her neck, his teeth grazed against the skin there. He whispered, "It's not cheating if you didn't anticipate my true nature, Chun-Li." 

Chun-Li felt her cunt dripping wet from the strange smell. 

"Why am I getting wet?" Chun-Li thought to herself, her body betraying her in this most inopportune moment. She had never felt such an intense reaction to danger before, and it threw her off balance. 

Wukong leaned back slightly, a knowing smile playing on his lips as he took in her flustered expression. "It's the scent of a sex demon," he said, his voice a low rumble that seemed to resonate through her very soul. "It has a certain... effect on females." 

Chun-Li's eyes narrowed, and she tried to ignore the heat pooling between her legs. "Get off me," she growled, bucking her hips to dislodge him. But Wukong was too strong, and his grip only tightened. 

"As you wish," he murmured, his tail slithering up her body to cup her breast. His touch was surprisingly gentle, his claws retracting to leave soft, fur-covered pads against her skin. Despite herself, Chun-Li couldn't help but gasp as he began to knead and squeeze, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body. 

Her eyes snapped to his, and she saw the hunger in them. "What are you doing?" she demanded, her voice shaky with arousal. 

Wukong's smile grew, and he leaned down to kiss her, his lips pressing firmly against hers. Chun-Li's body responded before her mind could catch up, her mouth opening to meet his, their tongues tangling in a dance as ancient as the art of combat itself. The taste of him was wild and exotic, a flavor that sent her senses reeling. 

With a swift move, Wukong flipped her onto her stomach, his strong arms wrapping around her to keep her in place. His tail slithered up her back, caressing her spine, sending shivers of pleasure through her body that she couldn't ignore. She could feel his hardness pressing into her ass, and she knew that if she didn't act fast, she would be lost to the demon's seductive power. 

Chun-Li gathered all her strength and bucked again, trying to throw him off. But Wukong was too quick, too strong. He laughed, his voice a dark chuckle that sent a thrill through her. "You're feisty, I like that," he said, his breath warm against her neck. 

With a hand, Wukong ripped Chun-Li's tights, exposing her round, firm ass. His tail slithered down to her exposed skin, caressing it with a gentle but firm grip. He leaned in closer, his teeth grazing her ear, "You're mine now," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down her spine. 

The smell of peaches and fur grew stronger, and Chun-Li's body responded, her pussy clenching with need. She tried to resist, but the feeling was overwhelming. She felt his cock, now fully exposed, press against her wet slit, and she realized she was no longer fighting him off—she was arching her back, pushing herself against him, silently begging for more. 

Wukong's tail slithered down to her pussy, parting her folds and teasing her clit. She moaned into the mat as he began to rub her in slow, deliberate circles, his other hand still pinning her wrists above her head. "You want this," he murmured, his voice a dark promise. "You want me to fuck you like the wild animal you are." 

Chun-Li's body was on fire, her thoughts a whirlwind of confusion and lust. She'd never felt so powerless, so completely at the mercy of another being. And yet, there was something about it that thrilled her to the core. 

With a final push, Wukong's cock slid into her, causing Chun-Li to yelp in pain. 

He was massive, far larger than any human man she had ever been with, and his entry was a brutal stretch that made her eyes water. But even as she felt the pain, she couldn't deny the dark thrill that coursed through her. Her body was being claimed by a creature of myth and legend, and she was utterly powerless to stop it. 

Wukong began to move, his hips pistoning in and out with a rhythm that seemed to shake the very foundations of the dojo. Chun-Li's cries grew louder, a mix of pain and pleasure that echoed off the walls. His tail remained wrapped around her neck, tightening slightly with each thrust, the fur tickling her skin and sending waves of sensation through her body. 

Chun-Li's pussy was tight around him, a velvet vice that gripped him like a fist. The heat of her was like a drug, making his blood burn with desire. He could feel her muscles clench and release around him, her body trying to adjust to his size. The sight of her, bound and helpless beneath him, her perfect ass bouncing with every stroke, was almost too much to bear. 

"Your pussy is so tight.." Wukong grunted, "It's like a fucking vice, Chun-Li." He pounded into her, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure-pain through her body. She could feel his balls slapping against her, his furred thighs rasping against her bare skin. The pain was intense, but it was quickly being overshadowed by a building crescendo of pleasure that she hadn't anticipated. 

Her moans grew louder, and she could feel her body start to betray her. Her hips began to move in sync with his, her pussy clenching around him, eager for more. Wukong's grip on her wrists tightened, his claws digging slightly into her skin, leaving faint marks that would surely bruise by morning. But she didn't care; all she cared about was the feeling of him inside her, filling her up, claiming her in a way no one else ever had. 

The pleasure was unbearable, a white-hot flame that licked at the edges of her consciousness. She could feel her orgasm building, a crescendo that seemed to shake the very core of her being. "Fuck me harder," she whispered, her voice thick with need. 

Wukong obliged, his hips slamming into her with an intensity that was almost terrifying. Chun-Li's breasts bounced with each impact, her nipples hard and sensitive against the mat. Her pussy was wetter than it had ever been, the slickness of her arousal making it easier for him to slide in and out of her. 

The demon's tail tightened around her neck, not enough to choke but enough to remind her of his dominance. She could feel the veins in her neck pulse against his grip, and it only served to make her more desperate for release. Her legs began to quiver, and she knew she was close. 

"Is this what you want?" Wukong growled, his strokes becoming more erratic. "To be fucked by a monster?" 

Chun-Li could only whimper in response, her body a live wire of sensation. The pain had transformed into something else, something dark and primal that she didn't fully understand. She could feel the pressure building, her climax approaching like a runaway train. 

Wukong leaned down, his teeth grazing her neck, and whispered, "Come for me, Chun-Li. Let go." 

With a gasp, she did. Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, crashing over her and drowning her in pleasure. Her body convulsed beneath him, her pussy tightening around his cock in spasms of ecstasy. He could feel the walls of her cunt milking him, and it was all he could do to hold on. 

After that, Chun-Li enjoyed getting bred by Wukong like a slut. She didn't even know it was his goal to impregnate her with his demonic seed. Each time he came inside her, it felt like a part of her soul was claimed by the sex demon. His cum was thick and potent, a strange concoction of heat and power that filled her to the brim. 

After so much fucking and breeding, Chun-Li has became pregnant with Wukong's offspring, a hybrid of human and sex demon. Despite her initial shock and fear, she found a strange comfort in her new condition. Wukong had left her with a parting gift—his power, a potent blend of strength and sexual energy that grew within her alongside the unborn child. 

It's like Wukong's essence was seeping into her, turning her into a kind of slut that craved the touch of monsters and demons. She was his now, and she knew it. Her body had never felt so alive, so in tune with the primal instincts that had been buried deep within her. 

Chun-Li was sucking Wukong's cock when she felt the baby's head emerging out of her cunt, her pussy lips stretching wide open. She moaned around his shaft, her eyes watering from the pressure and pain. Wukong chuckled darkly, watching his child's birth with a sense of triumph. He knew the moment the hybrid creature was born, it would be imbued with his essence, his power. 

The baby slid out with a wet pop, and Chun-Li's body trembled from the effort. It was a boy, his skin a pale gold, with a tiny tail already beginning to sprout from his lower back. He had his father's golden eyes, but his mother's human features. Wukong pulled out of Chun-Li's mouth, his cock still hard, and took the squalling child in his arms.