Demonic Great Sage (Impregnation Edition)

Everyone has fears that could last for generations.

And one of them was a castle that was Castlevania, a strange looking castle with a very dark history.

Castlevania, which is also called the Demon Castle for a good reason, was the lair of Vlad Dracula Tepes, once Mathias Cronqvist, a master tactician, knight and alchemist. Upon the death of his wife, Mathias rejected his humanity, becoming a vampire and renamed himself Dracula.

One cold rainy night where the blood moon hanged in the dark skies, a lone figure dressed in a dark and worn cloak approach the entrance to the throne room.

Instead of knocking, the figure kick the door open with such superhuman strength.

The cloak's hood fell back to reveal a surprisingly handsome human face although there was some primal and wild about him, resembling a hybrid of a human and a demonic monkey.

"Well, well, well. Another Belmont- Hold on, wait a minute. You're not a Belmont? Just who are you?"

The cloaked figure, who is Sun Wukong, stared at Dracula with piercing eyes and a grin, exposing his clean white teeth and fangs. He tossed the cloak aside, revealing a powerful, muscular form, covered in fur with a tail swinging arrogantly behind him. "I am sure that you didn't hear about me?"

Dracula, intrigued, studied the newcomer. "Indeed, I have not. You are no vampire, human, nor a Belmont, so what brings you to my castle, creature?"

Sun Wukong's grin widened, showing his fangs. "Oh, I've come to settle an old score, your lordship. You see, the chaos you've been sowing in the mortal world? It's gotten on the nerves of my kind. And as the embodiment of a sex demon, I've been sent to give you a taste of your own medicine—or rather, to give you a taste of something entirely new."

Dracula's eyes narrowed, his curiosity piqued. He had encountered many challengers over the centuries, but never one like this. "So, you wish to challenge me?" he hissed, his tone a mix of amusement and contempt.

"Let's say, mankind could get some fresh breath of air." Wukong spoke in a joking manner.

"A man?" Dracula spoke then sneered, "What is a man? A MISERABLE PILE OF SECRETS!!!!" Dracula threw a glass goblet that was full of a strange liquid that was red, which was blood, probably from innocent people who died. "But enough talk." Dracula stood up, "HAVE AT YOU!!!"

Wukong smirked, his white fangs gleaming in the dim candlelight of the castle's grand throne room. He knew that Dracula was powerful, but he had faced worse. He had the essence of chaos in his favor and the power of desire to wield. The vampire's rage was palpable, and it only served to make the sex demon's blood boil with excitement.

The fight was quite brutal, Wukong's demonic healing factor is quite strong, and Dracula's immortality had him in a rage. The two of them exchanged blows, the castle walls echoing with the sounds of their battle. Wukong's agility and strength allowed him to dodge and counter Dracula's powerful attacks, his staff, the Ruyi Jingu Bang, whipping through the air with a trail of red light following its every move. Dracula's claw like nails and fangs were bared, as he used his vampiric speed to close the gap between them, aiming to tear into Wukong's flesh.

Then finally, Wukong's knee slammed into Dracula's abdomen, hard enough to break anyone's ribcage, and it stun Dracula and cause the Lord of Chaos to cough up some blood but it didn't kill Dracula. The vampire's eyes flashed with a hint of fear, which was quickly replaced by rage. He lunged at Wukong, his fangs bared for the kill. However, Wukong was ready for this. He grabbed Dracula by the neck, his grip tight enough to crush bone.

Wukong pulled out a vial out of his loincloth, filled with a potent magical elixir. "Drink this."

Dracula's eyes widened, but before he could protest, Wukong crushed the vial in his hand, allowing the crimson liquid to spray into his mouth. He coughed and sputtered, but the potion began to take effect almost immediately. The vampire's body convulsed, his muscles bulging and twisting as the transformation began.

The potent elixir is a gender change potion, something Wukong had concocted specifically for this encounter. As Dracula choked and writhed under his grip, his body began to shift and contort before their very eyes. His once broad, muscular frame grew softer, more voluptuous. His skin paled and his eyes grew wider with horror as he felt his fangs retract and his body shrink into a more feminine form. His clothes ripped and tattered as his chest swelled with new, unwanted flesh, and his once terrifying visage grew to be one of a busty woman.

"I'm not sure if Belmonts might still slay you, even if you are a woman." Wukong spoke, his voice a low purr as he watched Dracula's transformation completing.

Dracula was struggling internally, his mind racing as his body succumbed to the potion. The pain was unbearable, but he was unable to scream. He or...She had never felt so... vulnerable.

As if things were going strange, Dracula could smell Wukong's stench, the sweetness aroma of peaches that was mixed with a monkey's musk....and it's making her wet.

Wukong smirked, "Guess it's working. as he slowly stripped out of his loincloth, his large cock, which became erect at the sight of the now female Dracula, standing tall and proud, ready for action. He walked closer to her, his tail swinging with excitement. "Now, let's see if you like it when someone else has the power, shall we?"

The new Dracula, a stunning woman with long flowing black hair and a body that could make any mortal man fall to their knees, stared at Wukong with a mix of horror and fascination. Her breasts heaved with every shallow breath she took, and her eyes remained wide with shock. The potion had not only transformed her physically but also aroused her in a way she had never felt before. She felt a strange, primal need building up within her.

Reaching forward, Wukong ripped off Dracula's clothes, which already has tears from the transformation, exposing Dracula's feminine busty body to Wukong.

Wukong's eyes were like two red stars as he took in the sight before him. Dracula's new body was indeed a masterpiece, with generous curves that seemed to be begging to be touched and kissed. His cock throbbed with anticipation, eager to claim the vampire's tight, untouched body.

"You're quite the sight, my dear," Wukong murmured, his voice a seductive purr. He stepped closer to the trembling form that was once the feared Lord of Darkness. "Don't be shy," he said, his hand reaching out to cup one of her full breasts. "You're going to enjoy this, I promise."

The touch sent a jolt of unexpected pleasure through Dracula's body, and she found herself gasping despite her fear and anger. She felt the heat of Wukong's palm and the calloused skin of his thumb as it began to circle her now sensitive nipple. It was a sensation she had never felt before, and she couldn't help but be drawn to it despite herself.

Wukong noticed her response and smirked. "See? You're already starting to like it," he whispered in her ear, his breath hot and tantalizing. His other hand snaked down to her waist, pulling her closer to him, making their naked bodies press together. The feel of his fur against her soft, pale skin was like nothing she had ever experienced.

Wukong thrust into Dracula's new pussy, causing her to gasp loudly. She felt filled in a way she had never experienced before, and despite the initial pain, she couldn't help but feel a growing sense of pleasure with each stroke. The demon's cock was hot and thick, stretching her more than she had ever thought possible.

Dracula's body began to respond against her will, her hips moving in sync with Wukong's thrusts. She felt her nipples harden even more as he teased and played with them, his hands strong and insistent. The sensation was overwhelming, and she found herself moaning despite her desire to remain silent.

Wukong smirked, "It seems that chaos is not only in my essence, but it is now a part of yours too," as he continued to pound into her, relishing the feeling of Dracula's new, tight pussy clamping down around his shaft. The vampire's once cold and lifeless flesh now felt alive with passion, writhing under him like a serpent in heat.

The castle walls seemed to shake with every grunt and moan that escaped the new Dracula's lips, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoing through the halls. The air grew thick with the scent of their mating, a heady mix of lust and fear that only added to the intensity of the moment.

With a loud moan, Dracula climaxed hard, her pussy quivering around Wukong's thick cock. Her body had never felt so alive, so consumed by passion and desire. Her eyes, once filled with rage and fear, now gleamed with a newfound lust as she stared up at the sex demon dominating her. The potion had not only changed her body but her mind as well, leaving her a willing participant in this perverse dance. Wukong soon followed, filling her womb with his own cum, flooding her with his own essence.

Dracula begged softly. "More.." like a harlot who hadn't felt pleasure in centuries. Wukong smirked again, "You wanted more?"

Dracula nodded, her newfound desires overwhelming any shred of dignity she had once known. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were glazed with a mix of pleasure and bewilderment. Wukong chuckled darkly, enjoying the sight of his once-formidable foe reduced to this state. He leaned down, his breath hot and heavy on her neck, his teeth grazing her soft flesh.

"Very well," he growled, his cock already beginning to harden again. "But know this: from this moment on, you are no longer the feared Lord of Darkness. You are now a mere plaything for my kind." He bit down on her neck, not hard enough to break the skin, but enough to leave a bruise. Dracula whimpered, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core.

Wukong pulled out and flipped her onto her hands and knees, her new, round ass in the air. He grabbed her hips and slammed back into her, the force pushing her forward onto the cold stone floor. Dracula's fingernails dug into the ground, her body shuddering with every impact. Her pussy was sore, but the pain only seemed to fuel her need for more. She looked back at him over her shoulder, her eyes half-lidded with desire.

After months of breeding, Dracula has became pregnant, the woman who was once Lord Darkness, now carries the seed of a sex demon. Wukong had claimed her body, but now, she craved his touch like a drug. Her body changed during the pregnancy, both physically and mentally. Her breasts grew larger, and her curves more pronounced, making her look more fertile and desirable. Her cravings grew more intense, and she found herself in a constant state of arousal.

Wukong was fucking her mouth, as Dracula felt the infant in her moving, wiggling like a serpent in her womb. She was no longer the feared lord of darkness but a pregnant whore to a sex demon.

That's when she felt her water breaking as the baby's head emerged from her pussy, and she screamed out in a mix of pain and pleasure, muffled by Wukong's cock like a war cry echoing through the castle's hallowed halls. The demon's thrusts grew erratic, his orgasm approaching as he felt the warm rush of fluids around his cock. He pulled out with a wet sound, his cum spurting out onto her face as he watched the new life emerge from her transformed body.

The baby is a boy, his skin is slightly pale albeit a little bit healthier and his fur is a dark golden color, complete with a small monkey tail that is wagging like a metronome as if it's keeping time with the beat of his new heart. His eyes are a piercing red, a clear sign of his vampiric heritage.

Wukong picked up the baby and clamped the umbilical cord with his teeth and cut it with ease. He then handed the child to Dracula. "This is your son, Draculita," he said, watching with a smirk as she cradled the child in her arms. Dracula looked down at the baby with a mix of horror and fascination, feeling a strange, maternal bond forming within her.

The baby nursed on her breast, the lack of fangs noticeable on the baby's gums. Draculita, the new name Wukong had bestowed upon her, stared down at the child with a mix of shock and newfound motherly instincts. The infant's eyes were a deep crimson, a stark contrast to his golden fur, and she could feel the power of chaos stirring within him, a power that she had never felt from a creature so small and helpless.