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  Stopping the Conquest of Jalkim (Monster Girl Erotica)

  Stopping the Conquest of Jalkim (Monster Girl Erotica)

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  Stopping the Conquest of Jalkim

  By Nikki L. Falcon

  February 22nd, 2016

  Copyright © 2016 Nikki L. Falcon

  All Rights Reserved

  This book is dedicated to the many artists out there who’ve made monster girl art and fan fiction. A big thanks to ToroToro Resistance for making Monster Girl Quest. This erotica was inspired by that game.

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  Themes in this book include: action/adventure, fantasy, sexy monster girls, slime girls, goo girls, and zombie girls.

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  The Warriors of Elnock, were nothing more than destroyers of land and property. They charged through our village and proceeded to plunder and destroy all who stood in their way – including my village. My father and grandfather fought to defend our peaceful village, but fell in battle. I should have fought with them, but I was scared. When I saw the men running out to fight the horsemen and other warriors, I ran the other way and right into the corn fields. I hid there, watching, waiting, until the fighting ended.

  I sat idly by as my grandfather and father, as weak as they were, but brave, pick up their sword and shield and fight off the invaders. Their armor was sold off earlier to pay for seeds we needed for our farm. With just the clothes on their backs, a rusty shield, and an old sword, they both charged into battle, swinging, stabbing, and chopping with all the force they could muster along side any other men in the village.

  Ralph, our village leader, was a large stocky man with a shaved head, large muscles, and a thick, short, black beard. He picked up a large, two-handed tree-cutting axe and slammed it into the chest of any warrior unfortunate to get close to him. The warriors wore all black and were thin, nimble, and fast. Ralph swung and missed many times, but still took down a few of them. The warriors had a few soldiers with black powder harquebus guns. When Ralph took the axe out of one of person’s chest and turned around, he was confronted by several of the gunners.

  They aimed their rifles right at his chest and fired at point blank range. Ralph fell that very moment. When the other villagers heard the crack of the rifles going off, they looked at their fallen leader. The warriors felt charged up and bold. The villagers felt the chill of fear strike through their spine. If Ralph couldn’t stop them, then surely none of the rest stood a chance.

  Some dropped their weapons and fled down the dusty, rocky road. The warriors on horseback charged after them, cutting them down as they tried to get away. They lay dead in the grass.

  Some villages stopped and got down on their knees. They begged mercy. The warriors captured them and put them in chains, along with any women, children, elderly, and infirmed they found. The warriors ransacked and looted every home they could find.

  Yet, despite the heavy losses, my father and grandfather kept fighting until they too fell. I felt shattered when I saw them hit the ground. There were just so many, they swarmed them, and by the time they cleared out, I could see my father and grandfather laying among the bodies.

  I saw their leader. After the carnage, this tall, slim figure, wearing all black and carrying a large broadsword, looked out over the dead bodies and spilled blood. This person stood there for a few seconds before finally away. I felt anger and rage flowing through my body. I just couldn’t believe this was even a person. A human. Did they have no soul? No humanity? Who could do something like this?

  They destroyed everything. They even lit a few houses aflame. It didn’t take long, but before I knew it, they were already packing up the last of the looted goods onto their wagons and heading out. The village they left was a ruin.

  As the last of their wagons set off down the road, I ran back to the village. My family and friends, all were taken from me. They were either dead or prisoners. The warriors don’t take prisoners for long. Soon, they’ll grow either bored or tired of the extra weight. Then, my whole family will be gone.

  The warriors came from the East. They were heading westward. Their goal was to take Jalkim Castle, knock our king, King Harold, out of power, and then set up their own government. Just like they did with the many kingdoms they’ve crushed before. The king doesn’t know that they are coming. My father talked with the king before. They didn’t expect the warriors to arrive until mid next year. Yet, they were already here. It would only take a few weeks before they arrived outside the castle gates by taking the road. If they traveled through the Forest of Baltook, they’d surely get there faster… but it wouldn’t be easy. There’s dangers in that forest far too great for any man… or army.

  Still, their arrival was going to spell doom for our kingdom. I want to fight. I really do, but I will surely die. I’m scared. Frightened. I can barely hold my own in training combat. I’m nowhere near as good as my father or grandfather. There’s nothing left for me in this village. It’s destroyed. My dear father… while he was a stern, stubborn man, he looked out for me. Now, he’s dead. My sister and mother have been taken as slaves. I’m the only non-captured survivor from this horror. I want to kill myself. I have betrayed my family. I left them to die. But as I reached for my father’s blade, I closed my eyes. I can barely look at him. His face was covered with blood. I picked up the blade, but I can’t do it. I just can’t. I’m so weak, I can’t even kill my own self.

  Yet, here I am. Those… savages! They took everything from me. Part of me was sad. Distraught, even. But a part of me, most of me, was angry. I hated those warriors. What they did to me. And they were going to do this to many more people.

  I imagined my father looking down at me from Heaven. What would he think of me? What would he think if I just ended my life right now? That is no way for a man like me to go out. I am Valence, son of Knight Orvo. While my father might’ve turned away from the ways of war, he still took up arms when his country needed him. When his family needed him. I won’t let him down. I will make sure that if I die, I die fighting. Something my family would’ve wanted.

  However, if I travel into the forest and away from the village, especially alone, monsters will surely attack me. I don’t know if I will make it.　If I take the road, the warriors will find me and capture me. It wasn’t going to be easy, but the forest was the best and likely the only way to get to the castle in time.

  I picked up my father’s sword. The blood was still smeared all over it. The shield was destroyed. The rust on it could never be repaired and when it was used in battle, I’m surprised it lasted at all.

  With nothing but rage in my heart, I foolishly marched straight into the dark forest. The forest road was less of a road and more of a thin trail. There wasn’t a whole lot to go off of and the trail was thick with bushes and rocks. I heard stories about the forest before. It was not the place for me to be.

  There were monsters in the forest. They roamed the f
orest grounds. There were all sorts of different types and they were especially dangerous to men. They were called monster girls.

  My father always said that they were out there. Even the village leader often talked about them. Unlike my father, he very rarely ventured outside of the farmlands, the village leader had multiple encounters with them while he was out there chopping wood. Many of these monster girls were dangerous.

  The ones that lived especially not far from the village were called slime girls. Slime girls were these short, gooey and slimy beings who slithered along the forest floor. They usually ate insects, plants, and got a lot of nutrients from the sunlight. They were various colors including green, blue, orange, and more.

  They were dangerous. The village leader was attacked by them multiple times. My father too. Although, my grandfather talked about times when he’s seen really, really dangerous slime girls before. In fact, he’s told me about a lot of them including harpy girls, leech girls, and even succubus girls. Still, my main problem was the slime girls that might be roaming around here.

  They prayed mostly on men. They would do their best to knock down the man and then have forced intercourse with him. He would struggle and try to stop it, but he’d be too weak. Then, the monster girl would extract his semen – a monster girl’s favorite nutritious meal. After they did that, you’d still be lucky to get away. She might keep you and use you for all eternity. Letting a monster girl do that to you was very shameful and if anyone found out, the man would be very embarrassed. Even if it happens and nobody finds out, it still was such a shameful experience. Since slime girls are so weak, apparently, getting taken down by one of them was even worse.

  I proceeded into the forest, not knowing what was lurking in there for me. The forest was thick with trees of all types. It was hot out today, but thankfully there was a cool breeze blowing through the forest. As I walked, I stepped on fallen leaves and twigs. After walking for about thirty minutes, I knew I was completely out of my league here. I was ill prepared for the trip that lay ahead of me. I had no armor, just a sword, and nothing else. I didn’t even bring any food.

  As I walked, I just couldn’t stop thinking about the warriors who took down my whole family. My sister was captured. My father and grandfather were killed. What chance did I have to stand up to these warriors? They were large and strong. I was so weak. I had no strength at all. I was merely a farm boy and had truly no combat training at all. Sure, I hacked a few times at a scarecrow dummy, but that was about it.

  I felt stupid, but then again, I knew that if I didn’t do something, my life would be over. Our kingdom would be destroyed. There were people in the main city that had families and children. If I didn’t take this shortcut and face my fears, those people would be killed all the same. I couldn’t let that happen.

  I had to fight and fight hard. There was no other way. This shortcut was what I needed. I might be a fool, but if I can warn the king of the impending invasion force, then he can rally his soldiers for a strong defense. If I do that, I can free myself of the shame. The shame of running away from my own problems and letting my own family be cast to the wolves. I tried to face forward and keep my mind on my mission. I didn’t want my emotions to blind me. But… I couldn’t help it… I was just hurt by it all.

  As I walked, I noticed something blue in the corner of my eye. I kind of ignored it. But as I walked, I kept noticing it. When I looked, nothing was there. I kept walking, figured it was nothing. I was emotionally drained and I figured that must’ve played a role in this whole thing.

  But as I walked, I noticed it again. This was no coincidence. I looked again, and there I saw it. I knew I should never have been so stupid as to travel this far out. It was a slime girl. One of those monstrous beings that would suck you dry if you let it. I had to cut it down. From what I hear, they should be easy, but… this one might be a challenge.

  It came fast at me from the side. I didn’t expect it to go at such a speed. The blue slime girl was just a few inches shorter than I was. I’ve never seen one of these creatures before in my life. It had slightly short slime hair and had dark green eyes. The top part of its body looked just like a slim, petite girl’s body, but then it melded with the bottom part to look more like a slime. The clothes it wore, although slime clothes, looked almost like a sailor outfit.

  It shouted out to me. It had a very feminine voice.

  “Oh my, a human!” It called out to me. I saw it running out past a large oak tree and it looked like… it was either trying to tackle me or try to give me a hug.

  “You look like fun! Come here! I love younger men like you.” She cooed.

  She raced toward me. I lifted up my sword, ready to come down with a slash, but before I knew it, she was all over me. I was tackled down to the ground. If that was a hug, I certainly didn’t get it.

  I was pinned to the ground. Her large, heavy, slimy body was all over me. It covered my chest, legs, and much of my arms. My sword fell out of my hand and laid on the ground right next to me, just out of reach. I couldn’t believe it. It lay there, taunting me. If only I could reach it! I’d strike down this foul creature. I’d hack it just like one of those warriors who killed my family.

  I was so angry, but she was so heavy. I couldn’t get free! I never encountered one of these creatures before. Was I going to be eaten? Was she going to make a shameful display of me? I wished for death, but I didn’t think she’d be kind enough to give it.

  Her body felt warm. Very warm. Somewhat pleasurable. It felt… nice. Relaxing. I was starting to like it. Then, in a half-dreamy, half-pleased state, I looked up at her. She was smiling happily. This big, silly grin on her face. She was liking this almost too much. Then I looked at my own body. The warm feeling. That’s when I realized… she was dissolving my clothes! The only clothes I had and she was dissolving them before my very eyes! Yet, my skin felt fine. It wasn’t even touched. She was mostly dissolving the clothes right by my crotch! Oh no! She was going exactly where I thought she was going. Right for my dick! Fuck! How could I be so slow as to be caught by one of these weak monsters? Why wasn’t I as strong as the village leader? I hated this… this… slime woman.

  I struggled for my sword. She just giggled to herself.

  “You’re not getting away.” She said happily.

  She was right. There was no way I’d be able to get away from her. She was too heavy. I stopped struggling and just let my arms rest by my sides. I felt weak.

  “Good. Just give in. It’ll all be over in a minute. Once I drain your balls dry, I’ll be on my way… maybe.” She said.

  My clothes finally dissolved fully away. I could feel every inch of her warm, slimy, sticky body all over me. My boots still stuck out and I had a little piece of my shirt still around the top of me, but I was totally under her warm body now.

  I felt her slime body start to jiggle and move around a little bit, adjusting herself over me. Then, I felt her a small part of herself vibrate. It felt really nice. Really good. It felt almost too good. My dick slowly started to harden under her warm, wet body. It grew harder and harder until it was now fully erect under her amazing body.

  She started to rock back and forth on my rock hard cock. I could feel every part of her soft, sticky, sexy body. She changed her jell-like goo from a soft, smooth feeling to a bumpier one. It just made me even hornier.

  She kept rocking back and forth on my dick. It felt so good. Fuck. I didn’t want to feel this way around a… damned slime girl. I tried to resist. Think boring thoughts or something. Something that’d stop my boner and this pleasure, but the feeling was too intense. I let out a short moan of pleasure, my mouth agape.

  I looked up at her. Her cute slime eyes were closed and I could see that she was all blushed red. She kept riding my cock like a nympho. Back and forth, back and forth. She let out little moans of pleasure as she rode me.

  “Mmmmm… feels so good…” She would sometimes say.

  I couldn’t hold on much longer. I knew if thi
s damn slime won this battle… my fate would be more than just shame, she might do even worse things with me. I had to resist. Any possible way.

  The pleasure was too much. I could feel the pressure growing in my dick. I tried to get up. Putting my hands on the grass and dirt and pushing up as hard as I could, but it was like being under a pile of bricks.

  “No, shit, I’m… going to cum. I can’t.” I tried to say while pushing as hard as I could.

  “It’s okay. It’s okay.” She said back to me, moaning louder and louder than ever. Some of her slime body dripped off like water and hit me on the neck and shoulders. It felt warm.

  “Just cum for me, human. You can do it. C’mon… cum.” She urged me on.

  “No. I can’t. I…” but the feeling was too much for me. I felt my dick give way and shoot out a huge load of my thick, white, warm cum. It felt so good to finally have that release.

  “Mmmmm” She said with a happy look on her face. “I can feel it inside me.”