As we moved closer to the village, the music got louder. It sounded like a lute playing but I was fairly sure I knew exactly who was playing it.

When we entered the village, I looked all around for the source of it. Eventually, I saw a woman’s ‘earring’ and then did a double take. Happy was there, as the earring. Sitting in a relaxed pose, curled up, hit back to a string, happily smiling as he played the lute.

“Happy!” I shouted, which didn’t do much. We weren’t exactly close by. Yet still, he seemed to hear me. I saw him turn, happy as can be, and strum his lute a few times. Then I heard him as if he was right next to me.

“Hi Derek! How are you?”

I practically guffawed.

“Angry!”

“Oh! Well, you should try and relax! This is such an interesting place after all. Where else would you get these types of experiences hm?”

“You- I’m gonna kill you.”

“Huh? But why?”

“Well let’s see. You’re a cult leader apparently, you killed innocent people, and I fully blame you for my current situation!”

“Ah, but your current situation is so precious! How often have you had the chance to be so intimate with a woman, how often have you seen life from such a perspective, felt such unique feelings? Experiences like these are precious Derek, you should value them more!”

Happy was an infuriating individual clearly.

“And the murder of innocent people for a blood cult? Actually, why the fuck are you going after the Gems anyway?”

“Ah my dear Derek. You cut to the heart of things. No need to be upset, the cult was just a temporary act of fun. The people lost to its clutches were just… unlucky.”

Even from this distance, I could practically feel his smile. It sent a chill up my spine. It only got worse, so much worse with his next words.

“As for the Gems… I know you saw what I saw.”

My blood ran cold.

“B-But why? I don’t get your goals at all.”

“Goals? Hmm. If I had to say… I guess I just want an interesting world!”

He strummed his lute and suddenly, no longer was I attached underneath a woman, and no longer was I talking to Happy from a distance. There was nothing but a black void around me, as I stood. I blinked and looked around but this wasn’t thee void. This was… something else.

Happy stood before me, and I felt my mind go weak. It had been already difficult to talk to him, his voice was like a drug dipped in honey, but fully seeing his naked form… My heart beat so loud. He was, words failed me. Desire gripped me and my eyes felt glued to his form. It felt like I was getting sucked in. Even more than that, it felt like, like my very soul was yearning for him. A deep spiritual need, want, and desire shook me.

He strummed his lute… and I knew I had been fully lost. It reached through me, pulled on me in ways only music can touch the soul.

♪ “A ballad of depth on the high roads of form,

A monster’s calling once was born was torn.

And so the heavens do sing and the hells do screech,

‘Oh what do you desire, oh Son of the Breach?!’” ♪

I felt like I was in a hurricane. Have you ever gazed upon art? Been truly moved by it? Had it tear jagged fingers through you? A beautiful sunset, a sad song that you listened to while depressed, the first snow you ever saw? Everyone has been moved at least once in their lives, been choked up with emotion over something. Felt like they were going to burst. Maybe you cried at the end of a sad movie, maybe you felt fear from going into the dark after a scary game, maybe you felt genuine anger or anxiety while reading a book. Art captures the soul. It quite literally touches on what makes us, us. With simple words, it felt like every one of them was like that.

With the first line, I felt like I was being paraded through a grand entrance ceremony, standing on a stage or as an audience member to the greatest show. I felt happy and ready, excited for what I would see and experience.

With the second, like I had seen the birth, life, and death of a true monster, one with a desire. A desire that it searched for all its life, that it battled and struggled and triumphed to achieve, only to have it ripped away from it moments before success. I felt despair for it, pity, true sadness.

The third caused me to nearly relapse. My mind screamed and I screamed with it. The heavens themselves with a voice only second to Happy’s let out an angelic choir that rose my emotions. That made me feel a religious experience, that made me truly believe everything was going to be okay and fine and that I was saved. And at the same exact time, Hell, The Hell I Knew, screamed with its agony, its unending pain and torment and suffering. The screeches of the damned. My soul shuddered in fear, agony, and familiarity. It was like being bathed in lava and frozen at the same time. Heaven and Hell collided within my mind and my emotions nearly shattered as I wanted to cry and scream, both with joy and terror.

At the fourth, I felt a shudder as Happy was revealed in full before me, but not like he was before. I saw it there and then, his truest self. He hadn’t just touched my soul, he had shown his own in turn. I saw him appear and the World shuddered. It was like existence had a demand that he had broken. And in turn, he had given an answer to it for what he wanted, for what he desired.

The music fell away and my heart felt like it had been squeezed dry, like I had cried and yelled and laughed and experienced so… much. It had only been seconds maybe, but it had felt… like an eternity. And the worst part was I didn’t understand. I had seen something beyond me, beautiful, but context, I was missing so much context.

I shuddered, a shaky breath coming out of me, and Happy was there, staring right into my eyes. I didn’t know what to feel. Lust, fear, joy, shock, anxiety, so many things ran through me in a coherent whole. He spoke and the words felt so deep.

“All I want… is for things to be interesting.”

I couldn’t forget those words if I tried. He reached out and touched my face, a gentle smile on his lips.

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“You have such beautiful blue eyes.”

Everything went dark.

****

I blinked, looking around. Everything came back, slamming into me. All of it. I felt besieged. Too much, too much. It was like I had experienced years of emotions, of experiences, only to be pulled back to now. And now I was… I was still underneath a giantess. She was talking to someone. It was later in the day and I couldn’t hear Happy’s music anymore.

Happy’s music… what a terrifying person.

I wasn’t even going to try and piece together what… any of that was. My emotions were in shambles and it was getting late. It was already dark out and there would be no escaping today. I just wanted to sleep and deal with everything tomorrow.

For once today, I relished the boredom. It let me simply lay there, weird heat aside, and relax. That was too much. I shuddered again as I realized Happy had only played one verse. A whole song from him… I might go insane from it.

And what he said.

What he desires.

What I saw.

Too much!

I laid there like a limp fish. Saisaie was heading to a tent so I figured it was finally time to sleep. She laid down… without taking me off. Suddenly, my point of view went from laying on my back, to being vertical with the ground again, but still tied to something. I blinked. Huh. I don’t know if I could sleep tied to a vagina…

That was apparently the least of my concerns as I saw and then felt her hand reach towards me. Part of me thought she was going to untie me, another part of me sighed in exasperation. That part of me quickly proved correct, as she began rubbing me up and down. Somehow, I knew I couldn’t escape something like this. This village was just too weird.

She was masturbating with me. I wish I could say it came as a surprise… but normal people don’t non-sexually tie people to their genitals. That’s just not how things are. I moved my tail out of the way as she began rubbing me against herself, pushing me up and down. It may not exactly be consensual but at the same time… I guess I might as well just enjoy the ‘experience’.

Sex had always been relaxing to me and god, if I ignored certain elements, this whole situation was pretty erotic. Just not something I’d normally do. Still, anything to ignore what happened earlier. Full escapism go!

She was pushing me forward against her, firmly. I could feel my whole body beginning to get coated in her fluids, as I was dragged up and down. Soon, the front of me was fully soaked and she began to press against me harder. My dick had finally won out and now it was fully enjoying being rubbed against something so soft.

The grinding continued, both of us clearly enjoying if the amount of ‘wet’ I was was any indication. Her flesh felt soft against me but it was also, incredibly strange. It felt a lot like a fucking a giant wall which put me off but still, what felt good felt good.

Then, all of a sudden, things seemed to pause as she moved her hand away. I stopped thrusting and felt confused. Hey! Don’t stop now! I’ve already committed to this, don’t make things weird! Right as I began to feel like I was left hanging, the strings around my legs and arms began to twist and pull me. My body began to move without my direction and suddenly, I found myself staring at the ceiling of Saisaie’s hut.

Uhh, wait. Oh shit.

I looked down and had extremely mixed feelings. I had committed to just enjoying myself and worrying about things later but… isn’t this a bit far?! I was being pulled down into a certain hole… I never wanted to have this kind of experience with a vagina you know?! I may be a demon, but I’m fairly vanilla you know?!

My protests didn’t prevent anything and soon, I felt my feet and then knees sink inside her. When my dick went in I let out a low groan. That shouldn’t feel as good as it does. She kept pulling me down into her depths and I swallowed my hesitance as I felt my stomach and chest be pulled in. My head was the last thing left and I got ready to hold my breath when it stopped. Oh thank god. Then I felt the strings pulling me up around my waist and I let out a grunt. I could feel her walls squeezing me, pulsating, and it felt, amazing on my cock. Which was really unfair.

As I started to slowly be pulled back down and then back up, I let my worries bleed away. Happy and his… weird horrifyingness? Konohora out in the village? This village itself? Riary and Tyler probably lost out there in the jungle, possibly eaten by a snake? I let it all flow out of me as I focused only on the here and now. The feeling of her inner wall rubbing against me, squeezing my body, coating me more.

Seconds turned to minutes and it was a strangely relaxing experience. It took a while to get over the strangeness but as I got into it, as I began thrusting against her, I truly began to relax. Sooner rather than later, I felt her squeeze more intensely and a sudden onrush of liquid. My own dick took that as its final signal and I came while she orgasmed. I lay there, soaking, feeling that weird heat inside me grow and strangely, try to move towards my crotch… only to evaporate. I didn’t know what it was or had been, but it had appeared since coming to this jungle. Even now, I felt it reform where the last one had and felt confusion. I hadn’t questioned it nearly as much as I should have.

‘It was just heat’ was a shitty excuse. Still, I was basking in afterglow and didn’t worry about it too much. I’d figure it out later. I’d grab konohora, escape this village, get our power back somehow, find my sword, find our teammates, and kill Happy while we’re at it. He’s way too dangerous to be kept alive. God, his naked body was still stuck in my brain.

I suddenly felt myself being pulled down. More?! We just got done, give it a break!

I soon felt myself be buried up to my neck in pussy, literally. And then… she, or at least the strings, stopped.

What.

I tried to struggle and move a little bit but… nope. I was being held here. Are you kidding me? What. You can’t be serious…

But minutes passed and I found out she was. This was where I was to ‘Sleep’. Stupid Village. I’ll have to add ‘free a whole captured population worth of people’ to my checklist. This just wasn’t okay you know?! What a busy schedule I had tomorrow.

As for today… sigh. Sleeping like this was going to suck…

***

I woke up to movement. I blinked blearily. There was no god damn way it was morning already. And yet I felt myself being pulled out.

Being pulled out by normal sized human arms.

I blinked the sleep out of my eyes, feeling the strings around me loosening for once. I looked up at my savior seeing-

“Konohora?! How did you get here?”

Standing above me, having just pulled me out, was Konohora. She had a serious look on her face, the only lighting available the moonlight coming between the gaps in the roof.

“I saw you go in here earlier. I need to show you something.”

I looked at her in confusion but nodded, standing, feeling free again. I hadn’t stood for what felt like the whole day and it was good not being tied up anymore. It was seriously starting to get on my nerves. Konohora began walking, climbing onto Saisaie’s leg. I shrugged and followed after her. Saisaie stayed asleep and it was truly crazy to walk up such a massive woman. We walked over her stomach, Konohora staying dead silent the whole way. We eventually made it to Saisaie’s massive breasts and I was starting to get seriously worried. Konohora was way too quiet.

I was also aware of where we were going at this point. On Saisaie’s nipples were each a person. There was a woman on this breast we’d walked up and Konohora used her strength to untie the metal like strings. I blinked at that and then focused on my power gauge.

I hadn’t even noticed… but our power was coming back! I was stronger than I had been after the teleportation and so was Konohora. She wasn’t so much ‘bending metal’ as untying stupidly strong and weird string but still, I could feel new strength flowing through me. This was, insane. The change had been too sudden when I had first become a demon but now, it felt like the strength was truly becoming ‘mine’ in a way. My strength had increased without me in the picture, sure, but I could feel it now. Truly feel how much stronger I was becoming. It was as if I had worked out for months and was only now looking down and noticing the effects.

While I marveled at my body a little, Konohora continued to untie the poor woman. When she flipped her over… that same horrible creepy feeling I’d felt from the small village came flooding back to me.

When I looked at the woman’s face, looked into her eyes, that terror overwhelmed me.

Oh God…

That wasn’t… that wasn’t right at all…