Chapter 9: Hot Water

The Witch Queen had abandoned them both.

The truth was that she wasn’t interested in resting and spending the rest of the night in that shed in the back of the inn. Yet, even the inn itself wasn’t what interested her the most. She was a Queen, after all. The shed wasn’t truly an option for her. The inn was okay. But once more, she was a Queen. She found someplace much better, located in the town of Silverstream. Someplace she knew about all along, but someplace she wasn’t really interested in sharing with the beast and the sometimes relatively annoying elvish girl. The hot spring. The hot spring of Silverstream was exactly what she needed right now. She was already bathing in the warm water. Wearing nothing. Well, almost nothing. Her eyes shut. Relaxing after such a long journey, which ended up being pretty productive. The Witch Queen managed to track and find Junk, the ex-prisoner Minotaur, a legendary rare find in this part of the world. Minotaurs were never ever seen in this kingdom. For a monster collector such as September Autumn, this was absolutely priceless. Minotaurs made for great monsters. Also, toward the tail end of her journey, she also had enough time to pick April Spring up. Someone else that was required for her if she wanted to have a shot at taking back what she had recently lost. This was going to be taking a long, long time, but she needed the Minotaur and the elvish ranger. For sure.

The warm, bubbly water of the hot spring covered and submerged her voluptuous body as she calmed down a bit and nearly fell into a nice, recovering sleep. September might have been and continued to be the personification of what a dark mistress should be (or at the very least, what she thought a dark and cruel mistress should in the first place), yet, using her mana all day, all night, on this journey had taken a real toll on her. She was tired. Just like everybody else, she was required to rest once in a while. And this was exactly what she was doing right now.

Her big tits desperately desired to float at the surface of the water of the hot spring. Nobody was here to watch this. Unfortunately. Yet, her chest and her huge breasts were acting as if someone was watching. Her breasts kept slowly and beautifully coming to the surface, floating. At this point, most of her breasts were revealed and floating at the surface. The only real things about her tits that weren’t up at the surface and revealed were her thick and delectable nipples. They were both still underwater. Also, the only thing September hadn’t taken off, as part of her wardrobe was concerned, was her witch’s hat. The rest was entirely off and could be seen, behind her, on the outer rim of the hot spring, held by a wooden clothes holder. All of it was there, including her jack-o-lantern breastplates. Yet, the hat was still on her head. She couldn’t take it off, it seemed.

Then, as her eyes were still widely shut, the same presence that was hunting her and the others earlier as they came into the town of Silverstream was felt again here. Not by her, it seemed. All for intents and purposes, she was sleeping after all. But the presence was here. Somewhere. Lurking in the shadows. Stalking beneath the hot and soothing water.

It was coming her way. It was coming right for her. However, at one point, right before it was too late and that something happened to her, September did open her eyes. She woke up. She was blushing as she first woke up.

“This hot spring is quite something. I fell asleep without noticing it,” she said to herself, out loud, not too loud. She was calmed. She acted safe and oblivious… until she didn’t anymore. Sooner rather than later, September squinted her eyes. Ceased blushing. Became more serious. “Of course, this would exactly be what an easy and average woman would say if she didn’t know that she was being hunted by The Devil himself,” the witch changed her tune and seriously and coldly said.

“...” she knew the dark presence was here. She briefly described it of it rather as The Devil.

“I know you are here. Show yourself already,” she said.

“You are good, Witch Queen. You still know you to sense me pretty well,” a dark, deep, but still somewhat charming voice was heard from the inside of the hot spring. It was extremely difficult for September to track where the voice was coming from exactly, and where The Devil she was speaking off would appear. The water of the hot spring gradually began getting warmer and warmer until it began bubbling away. More steam hovered above the water and flew in the directions of the ceiling. Something was wrong here. Something was horribly wrong. September was no longer relaxing and leaning against the border of the hot spring, to say the least. Something awful was happening, and she couldn’t stop it. She wasn’t in control of this one. The dark presence was felt everywhere around her in the hot spring.

“It’s not something you forget how to do.”

“I am so happy to see you again, September,” the voice intensified. It was heard closer. Much closer. The water of the hot spring continued bubbling until a dark shape came out from the center of the pool of water. The water surged with a growing electrifying touch to it. Lightning sparks could be observed all over the area at the center of the hot spring. The water suddenly being electrified didn’t affect her. The dark shape crawled out and showed itself. It was The Devil incarnated she had referred to earlier. It took the form of a tall and fat pigman. Looking straight at her as he came out of the water. Blue electricity spiraling and buzzing all over his body. The Devil was an eclectic pigman. “The Witch Queen,” he said.

“Monsoon,” she said his name.

September covered herself.

She quickly covered her huge breasts, so Monsoon would never see her naked.

“You knew I was going to find you sooner or later.”

“Yes,” she nodded, “after being responsible for ruining my life and stealing my rank,” she replied to him.

“I didn’t steal anything from you. I simply took the role of ‘Queen’ you had and gave it to the one who legitimately deserved it,” the entity taking the form of the pig monster said.

“You caused a revolution. You are responsible for this.”

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“I personally couldn’t help to make you my wife, but you escaped right before I could put my hand on you. There is nowhere you can go now. You are mine.”

“Are you certain of that?” she remained confident through all of it, never failing to stay straight, serious, cold, determined and stern. Even though while she was completely naked in the now electrified water of a hot spring. Fortunately for her, the electricity in the water didn’t appear to be hurting her nor bothering her at all.

“Yes. As a matter of fact, I think you will in time learn to enjoy being my wife,” Monsoon explained to her as he walked closer and closer to her in the steaming water. The pigman was so tall, the water was stopping right at his crotch. The water barely covering his cock and his balls. The more he advanced toward her, the more he was getting erected and the more his colossal penis came out of the water, revealing itself to her.

…

However, all of a sudden, Monsoon was gone.

He was nowhere to be found.

The water was no longer electrified. As if it had never been the case.

It was all a bad dream in the end.

Almost as if he had not even been there to begin with.

Instead, it was Junk in his demon form who was there.

“Junk?”

Junk joined her.

“September. Pardon me for intruding, but I was looking for you. I wanted to make sure you were okay.”

…

“Um. I am okay now that you are here. Well, since you’re here, how about you take on me, then?” she offered to him, willingly inviting him to come to her in the hot water and take her. When Junk was close enough after cornering against the rocky outer rim of the pool of water, he reached out for her big breasts, lifted them up above the water and played with them. Finally played with them. Taking possession of them. After he had grabbed them and caressed them a lot, he moved his attention toward her thick and erect nipples. Pulling on them. The long, sharp and strong nails of the demon hardly rubbed against her nipples and her areolae over and over. Pinching her in the process. Teasing her. Causing her to moan a lot. Gasping. Grunting. Junk, the demon was dominating her, to say the least. But it didn’t stop there. The cutting-edge, sharp and nightmarish claws were not the only thing that was teasing her. With Junk’s body being completely rock-hard, he conducted a seemingly magical and dark burning aura toward his arms, hands, and then nails. The dangerously sharp claws were now pleasantly scorching with the same fiery and passionate energy that the rest of his body. The water began boiling a bit as well, but only in the best ways possible, making the hot water even hotter and more soothing. The dominating monster warmed her nipples up and then more hot steam was seen all over her udders. Therefore, causing her to moan even more that way.

“This is exactly what I’m planning on doing.”

“You are a handsome demon. Do you know that?” she said.

“Thank you, Queen. I’m honored to be your bodyguard,” he had fun with her as he continued to pull on her erect and completely sensitive nipples.

“You are going to become a lot more than that one day,” she said.

“I think I like you quite a bit already, September. I’ve got something to tell you: Your tits definitely look like they’ve grown a bit since we first met. Is that because of the soul collecting we did? Does this mean that if we successfully collect more souls, they will become even bigger again? If so, this is good. This is quite good,” Junk became even more excited now.

“You sure about that?” she asked her.

“What do you mean?”

“You want them bigger? I can’t believe I was fortunate enough to find you, Junk. You are my dream demon, I always wanted to have by my side,” September admitted to him.

“Really?”

She nodded.

“Yes, this is the truth, my precious demon warrior.”

This was not the the September he was with that said that, but another one.

Another one that was also naked in the hot spring with him.

There was another September just like her who was casually sitting on the other side of the spring. Her legs beautifully and sensually crossed together. Watching Junk pulling on the tits of the other September.

Both of them were real.

At least, they looked real.

This was one of September’s witch spells.

This was a double erotic enchantment.

After realizing what she did, Junk turned even hornier.

The second September stood up and joined him in the water.

Two Septembers rubbing their tits on him and on both sides of his body.

“We love you, Junk,” the beautiful pair of September told him at the same time.

“You can make copies of yourself?”

“Anything for you, Junk. I thought you’d like a threesome with two copies of me,” The Witch Queen said as she looked down at her own chest and smiled as she observed them jiggle up and down, completely freely.

“I used to practice copying myself as a teenager. I knew it would come in handy one day. This is the perfect moment for that,” the September before him erotically whispered to him.

“Very handy, indeed. Tell me, September, are you technically a MILF. You look like you could be one, but you also look so young if you don’t mind me telling you,” Junk truly wanted to know as this was something that bugged him the entire time since he met her.

“I’m no MILF, big guy. I was never pregnant. I never had any children. I am still a virgin. Or rather, I was still a virgin before the bonfire with you the other day.”

April was right! She was telling the truth! Junk thought to himself.

“I understand better now. Thank you, my Queen. Let’s get you pregnant now.”

“You want to get me pregnant, huh?”

“Yes.”

“Then, it shall be the case,” she nodded.

“Oh, and so you left April by herself at the inn?” the other September behind him asked him out of curiosity.

“I did. She’s sleeping right now.”

“Good. Thanks for putting her to bed. ”

…

“I do have a question for you, Junk,” the September in front of him asked him.

“What is it?”

“Are you not frightened of me? I’m the cruel mother of this world. I’m the dark mistress. I am someone you need to fear. I’m The Witch Queen.”

“I’m not scared of you. Never. Wherever you go. I will follow you.”

…!

Bang!

All of a sudden, an intruder entered the hot spring!

They all spun around and realized that said intruder was no other than April.

“Is everything okay?” April asked them all.

…

“I woke up and Junk was not there. I couldn’t fall back asleep without him…” April admitted, adorably blushing…