Pleasure City of Dis

[Apollymi]

On her walk covered for the sake of avoiding blowing sands, Kolin eventually came across this giant outside of her city. Of course he was here... he didn't seem to have any idea of where he wished to go. Even if she didn't think to bring him under her power... something would indeed need to be done about him. There was carnage in his wake, and though she wasn't squeamish in the slightest, she couldn't imagine letting an untamed beast like that run about in her Kingdom. He'd slaughter everyone, and she'd never ascend or reach her goals. Alright... well that settled at least one issue, it simply wasn't an option to do nothing at this point. But what about the man himself. Tall and dark, probably handsome when he didn't look like a beast. Not her implied type but not bad to look at. Body full of muscles definitely a positive. Actually...

Her mind started to wander. She enjoyed the man she was after for a muscular build. Izou had proved what kind of extras could come from a man knowing what to do with his strength... though he was admittedly a bit more reserved than what she would have preferred. Could a man like this one... offer her the physical aspects of sex that she'd come to enjoy at Jason's hands?! No, wait she didn't enjoy that... did she? Well... to some extent she obviously enjoyed roughness and pain. Did she enjoy more than that though? Probably. Should she spend time thinking about it? Maybe not... if she could get it elsewhere it wouldn't matter if she enjoyed it with Jason. If she brought this man under her control she could have it on demand and with whatever she wanted, right? That made sense. And... he did hit enough of her markers that she could enjoy him... actually maybe a few more. She'd never been so small beside a man, she was far from a small woman to begin with. She was suddenly rather full of desire, the desire to possess him. The desire to calm him, the desire to claim him among her many many followers. She found herself easily longing for such an experience. How strange... that had to be this power of Lust, perverting what would have been her normal selfish thoughts, well these were still selfish. She'd get what she wanted whether he got something or not. Her appearance would appear to shift for this man, her own desire to possess him would aim to enchant him. Showing him someone he desired to be with, someone he lusted after. Her voice would seem to change the same way. "You don't have to do that you know? You can just come with me... That wall can't feel anything~" well, what would come of this. More contact might need to be made. She she would move forward a bit, aim to touch him... what kind of reaction would she get? Would she get to know what he was seeing? Well... she supposed she found out soon.

[Bloodedge]

Heracles had been rampaging outside of Dis for quite some time, and none willingly approached him all the while. That is, until today... when a buxom woman with her head in the clouds approached him. What was she trying to do? It didn't matter. Her attempts at appealing to Heracles yielded nothing, as there was nothing he wanted for but more destruction while in this state. He saw her as she was. To Heracles, this was just some shrouded woman who would be a target of his endless rage. After slamming that ship's mast into the city wall once more, blood-red glowing eyes locked onto Kolin as the hulking Berserker exhaled steam through nose and mouth. She spoke, but it registered only one way... and it barely managed that. The wall felt nothing, true. She could feel something, though, and he could make sure of that. As the woman reached out to touch the Berserker, he reached out in turn. Ah, there was a great difference between attempts here. Kolin aimed only to make contact, while Heracles aimed to grab her by the midriff with that monster-sized hand of his. He would squeeze, and he would lift, seeming only slightly curious as he clearly considered snapping her spine then and there. No words escaped the old Hero; only grunts passed his lips.

[Apollymi]

Oh... now she had this Berserker's attention. How good and bad. Well, she did want his attention but she hadn't really expected to get it without being able to manipulate his direct actions thereafter. Imagine her surprise when this giant of a man turned that blood-red gaze of his upon her. That wasn't bad, definitely hit another of her markers at least. She wasn't having an affect on him... this was going to get strenuous wasn't it? Oh well, she'd figured this was a possibility at least. She was less than surprised when the giant of a man picked her up, still she didn't expect the rather sudden squeezing of her midsection either. Well, at least she was touching him, a squeak escaped her in the moment. What a strangely girlish sound and also not one entirely connected to the pain of being so suddenly handled. Right. That was actually a thing, Kolin enjoyed pain... probably more than most people would realize for someone who didn't enjoy physical confrontations at all. Actually, just that squeeze and the idea that her body could be broken in the moment brought a strange kind of blush to her face. She gave up the pretense of being coy or manipulative in the moment as her own desires became more obvious to her. "So, we could talk about this...or I will if you won't. I don't hate this kind of treatment or anything, but you would probably enjoy it more if you buried your dick in me before squeezing like that!~" What a disgusting sentence, imagine how happy she could have been if she would have spoken it to any but a crazed desert demigod? Still it was what she wanted now that this was happening. Would he take such a suggestion from her? Was he being influenced by the amount of lust she currently possessed? Kolin for all her 'bad' at doing things, was actually trying to properly utilize this power, it just so happened that her desire for sex was also technically triggered by violence. Still, she couldn't really know, how this would play out. She didn't have clairvoyance anymore... the end game of a moment was never really clear to her anymore. This man hadn't spoken a word since she arrived. Actually, given how talkative her other men were being in recent times, this was also a blessing. Bed a silent violent heroic demigod, that was sounding like a much greater plan than it ever had before. And hell, she was more than well on her way for being prepared for such a pillaging.

[Bloodedge]

Strangely, this woman showed no fear after being subjected to the grasp of Heracles. This was new. He'd been on a rampage for centuries, even millennia, and all who entered his clutches were either aggressive... or frightened. Not this one─ no, she seemed almost pleased. Was it the sweet release of death she longed for? Not at all. Her reaction triggered a memory for the Berserker; he'd seen this before. Alas, even his recollection paled in comparison to the ecstatic nature of Kolin in this moment. Stranger still, even though Heracles couldn't possibly understand her offer, he took pause because of it. He wasn't simply going to take her suggestion; it was entirely lost to him. Little did the old demigod know, this hesitation would soon be the end of him in a way. Kolin had created an opening with the aura of Lust that poured from her consciousness alone. All she needed to do, was capitalize on having Heracles' attention for a brief moment. How would she manage such a thing? Well, time would tell... but time was quite limited. At any moment, the Berserker could ─ and likely would ─ snap her feeble human body like a twig. Yes... whenever he stopped taking pause due to comparisons drawn with his less-rambunctious past, he would be doing that.

[Apollymi]

Kolin indeed had no fear and was by all means ecstatic at the idea of bedding this demigod. In fact, her thoughts about such only became more and more detailed over time. Still there was the matter of overcoming the part of him which was Berserker. Actually, it was a little bit strange... he didn't seem to register the words she said, but still he hadn't yet snapped her body apart. She needed to take advantage of that. Her boy was being held in a strange way, she'd already been reaching to touch him so her arms were free... oh hands too. Well, no time like the present. She reached for the demigod's dick, which she immediately aimed to stroke and get a feel for. If he wasn't about the words, maybe the actions would be enough. They could steer this interaction in the right direction, after all... every normal creature had sex. "Come on now, we could have actual fun instead... Let me, help!~" she moaned, far too excited. Even a Berserker had to understand sex at some level. At the same time, that power of Lust she held should spread. Maybe she could bring his mind back into some realm of normalcy. Not for the sake of restoring him, but to keep him from mindlessly rampaging and ruining her venture in Dis. Of course, if that also meant she could use him... that would only make it better. She really did enjoy the grip he currently had on her body. She could almost imagine him holding her like this while he jammed himself to the very depths of her person. What a great time this would be whenever he switched from kill to fuck. Hopefully he did, it would be really embarrassing if she died trying to fuck a rampaging demigod.

[Bloodedge]

Of all the oddities to this meeting thus far, there was one that transcended the others... and Heracles was experiencing it during his hesitation. Her hands being free as they were, she made the inconceivable decision of reaching for the Hero's groin. As his only article of clothing was a fustanella, access to his tool was an easy matter. Well, besides that... it wasn't as if much of a reach was required. That skirt-like garment saw its end just above Heracles' knees, and just above that... was the head of his manhood, grown to monstrous size just like the rest of his hulking form. Kolin's hand would undoubtedly fail to wrap around the vascular shaft she attempted to stroke; even both hands likely couldn't meet one another if they tried. Still, the simple act of this woman touching it was capable of registering, even in the mind of a Berserker. No, that wasn't right. His mind was affected by something entirely different, as if he were being consumed by Kolin's will. It was his will now─ a desire to annihilate this woman in a very different manner.

Kolin would be slammed back-first into the sands, pressed into the ground as Heracles seemed to fight against this newfound urge. What was this? He should have broken her in half and pulled her apart, but this simple contact led him to want for something very different. Surely she could feel it. With that sort of girth going for the rampaging monster, there was no doubt one couldn't feel even the slightest throbbing of that bulging cylinder. The true question was: why would she even think touching it was a good idea?

[Apollymi]

And hand made contact... was that a thigh? No. It actually wasn't, how surprising! Kolin wouldn't have been more shocked to find out about the size of this man's phallus if he'd whipped it out and paraded it in the middle of Dis. Of course, there were normal things to consider, most would have been horrified. The idea of having something so large within their body was frightening to most, but for someone who enjoyed pain, even without being the type to admit it, such a thing was exciting! What else was exciting or amusing in this case? Well, she was rather suddenly tossed back first into the sand. What kind of reaction would this elicit from the blonde woman? She'd giggle. "Tehehehe!~" That hurt, but it also felt amazing. It was rather strange, but in all of her forms, Kolin was no petite woman. Mai Valentine hadn't been a small person, she'd never been moved around like her body meant nothing. This was a rather strange thing to suddenly have the experience of a smaller woman at the hands of someone giant. It was enticing. Maybe this was why those child-sized women were so okay with being so very tiny. Maybe they liked being tossed around like ragdolls too? Her hand was still on his phallus, and right at the moment, she was sure she couldn't have wrapped her hands around it. Hand jobs were out of the question when one would need an army of hands to get the job done. "You want to right? You can put that in me you know... I can take it!~" she mused happily. Not that it mattered, she was almost certain any of her forms could take any form of sexual deviance she required. Her body after all had been the basis for all of those... 18+ additions the game had made before. If this world held true, her own form should be capable of a lot of things. And if not.. well she'd be embarrassed and never speak about what happened to his body. Still there was enough pain and newness in this experience that she couldn't wait to try it out. How strange for a woman who didn't seem to care at all about sex to rather suddenly jump straight into the most devious forms of it. Was this lust? Or was this simply her? Well... she supposed in the end the answer didn't matter.

[Bloodedge]

Further contact yielded further results. More lust emerged from the pinned woman, taking effect on Heracles until that unrealistic cock of his lifted his fustanella, baring itself fully as the garment cascaded around its base. Heracles' aggression was quickly taking a sharp turn, leading toward... well, it could only truly be described as lust, right? This woman lay beneath him with such confidence, such excitement, and he could only meet that energy with his own. He had a free hand, and he used it to tear away the bottom of Kolin's singular garment, baring the thickness of her legs which only rivaled that which would soon be used to penetrate her. Luckily for those who sought entry to Dis prior to this scene... they were spared from witnessing this ordeal by their untimely demise. Without so much as a moment of hesitation, Heracles lowered himself enough that his unnecessarily-meaty phallus forced its way between her legs, pressing against her sex. That thing surely wasn't going to fit, but it seemed Heracles was content to continue pushing forward regardless. The stretching alone would prove problematic, as the girth of Heracles rivaled the width of the human female's middle torso. Would this matter? No. There were no thrusting motions, no preparation, simply... a continuous forward push to force entry. There was almost no give, so to speak. Eventually however, Heracles' almost ireful effort paid off in the only way it could. As if breaching a wall with a battering ram, he suddenly broke through Kolin's entry, thrusting far too much length for any normal human to harbor into her undercarriage... all in one decisive moment. There was no halt; Heracles' full shaft buried itself within her as if the Berserker were overstuffing a turkey destined for the oven.

[Apollymi]

Okay, so she wasn't dead yet, that was a good sign. Oh, he was ripping the bottom of her gown off. Well, she had others...

Oh.

This demigod's fully erect manhood was monstrous. That should have been frightening. Kolin should have wanted to back out, maybe if she was smarter, or less of a masochist she might have been properly afraid of what was happening. But she could feel it, and instead of being upset, she was... excited. She felt nothing but anticipation. Still, he was trying to push into a slot which was initially not large enough, just that entry was painful. It felt like she was being torn apart, but she also didn't want it to stop. In fact, Kolin didn't seem to mind it very much at all. And it was taken far from slowly. Eventually the whole of his manhood made his way into her body and she felt as if she'd been filled in a way that wasn't humanly possible. And it was true it shouldn't have been possible, but her body stretched to accomodate but her stomach had an inhumanly large bump. Oh this was nice. How nice? Kolin's face bore an expression of pure bliss. Tongue hanging out, and drool falling from the corners of her mouth. It hurt, but she was so full... she couldn't have been happier if she tried. No talking, no romance and violence... it took all she had to wiggle her hips. She meant to encourage his movements, she definitely wanted this and achieving such a thing seemed to make her body work be properly fulfilled. How strange, this should have been much more dangerous but... she was already doing it and now she would enjoy. "Come on then, I know that isn't all~" how flirty and strangely not bitchy for one like Kolin who did nothing but express displeasure.

[Bloodedge]

It should have been surprising that a human vessel could handle the dick of a monster, but it was this very woman who made such a thing possible in the world. Heracles didn't know, nor did he care. Insertion here was a victory, but only one of many. He was compelled to thrust to and fro, repeatedly releasing and reapplying the bulge of Kolin's lower torso. Soon enough, he found it pointless to use his own body. There was a need to fully plunge into this woman, and trifle matters like angling were beyond the Hero. She was right; that wasn't all there was to his effort. Heracles soon used his grasp on Kolin to lift her from the sands, his squeeze intensifying as he used her more as a masturbatory tool than anything resembling a person. Up and down she'd go, not by the strength of either party's hips, but by the strength of Heracles' arm. Considering how easily he swung around massive objects as weapons, moving her about the full length of his shaft was only as difficult as... well, moving his arm. While he did this, nothing escaped the Berserker but grunts and guttural moans. This was clearly pleasurable to Heracles, even if he didn't know why. Ploughing the blonde seemed like the only thing worth doing; damned be the rampaging and slaying. Nothing mattered at present, other than putting his all into the endless penetration of the woman he held. Oddly enough, it seemed Heracles' mind was somehow slipping even more than it did due to his Mad Enhancement. . .

[Apollymi]

Kolin was such a strange woman. She had no problem being used as a masturbatory aid after it became obvious to her that she could enjoy it. What was more, when the movements of this berserker started they were all so forceful and without care that she immediately found herself at climax. It was too much movement and it was far too good. This would in turn only cause her to clamp down harder on his giant member. As he lost his mind more and more to mechanical movements she gained an innate amount of clarity in her own. Using this creature or in her current case, being used by him, made her feel better. And what was more, she got to experience the strength of a monsterous build she'd never thought was truly possible before. Eventually he was just holding her by the core, moving her up and down the length of him as if she was truly just a toy he would stick his dick into. And such treatment only made the experience better for her! Each and every forced movement slammed against her in a way she didn't know was possible, still she squealed with joy and excitement and moaned in a mix of pain and pleasure that could have only been caused by something so very strange. "Fuck, yes use me just like this. Cum whenever you want I don't care... this is the best!♥~" she squealed her content, encouraged his actions and had nothing but happiness in the moment. She truly did enjoy rough treatment and she didn't find anything wrong with this in the moment. No... he wasn't using her, she was using him. He was hers to do with as she pleased and her power would see to that as well. Eventually this man would take only her orders and do what she wished. She wanted this monstrous dick at her beck and call whenever she was in the mood for it. She wanted his strength as her own. She wanted him docile until she needed something more. Yes... her desires in this moment were likened to an enchantment one that would go much deeper than any other. Her own magic would seep into this demigod eventually and she'd take his mind over from his madness. Actually she was certain if he finished such a thing should tie them together.

[Bloodedge]

Once upon a time, Heracles had been one of the greatest heroes in the world. As far as Greek legends were concerned, there was none greater than his own. Today however, he would be reduced to the slave of one woman's desire. He couldn't understand it, but deep within, he felt it happening. Just as his seed welled up, his inner subservience would be doing the same. What was that she said? Use her like this, ejaculate whenever he desired. Yes. Heracles felt inclined to do whatever this woman asked of him in the moment, so he continued making use of her body this way. He wasn't even sure what sort of fluid was slathering his shaft, but there was soon to be another. All that grunting became a bellowing roar as he slid Kolin fully onto his rod, gorging her once more with more than just his flesh. Oh, this would be messy. Spilling from his urethra in a single moment, was a quantity of semen rivaling that of a small army. There was but a single, plentiful burst to bulge her gut further yet before spilling out wherever it could.

In that very moment of ejaculation, the Hero Heracles was no more. Already a shell of his former self, he was but a slave to these urges he felt. What did Kolin want from him? He had only the previous order to continue using her, and he wanted nothing more than to do just that. As such, Heracles continued pressing onward with reckless abandon, doing only as he'd been told. The mind of a Mad Enhancement-afflicted Berserker was a strange thing when taken control of. If this was Kolin's only order, he would never stop executing it until an order to do so was given. Even then, there was only a chance of that secondary demand being adhered to, depending on the situation. At present, Heracles was going to repeatedly pleasure himself using Kolin's body as a literal sleeve, and just as frequently cause the previously-reddened sands around them to be washed over by a thick sea of white.

[Apollymi]

She'd told him to use her, and she would be used. Over and over in this stretch of desert. She wasn't sure how many times this giant man finished, but she was quite sure her body was full to the point of overflow. Her body felt almost uncomfortable with the amount of fluid within it. And then it began spilling out, all over this desert once painted red, a sea of white emerged. And how did Kolin feel about this? More than satisfied. Each filling and each rough movement came with nothing but pleasure for the former goddess' body. Her desire for this treatment didn't wane for quite a while yet. She loved being the center of attention, she loved feeling desired. And even more than either of those, she loved being used. This mindless beast of a man was exactly what she wanted. No words, no whining, no pining just movements and actions and so much physical force. This amount of violence could kill her, and she'd die happy. In fact, she did just that, not in the literal sense but in the metaphorical sense. Each and every time this man finished within her, she felt elated. More and more she felt her connection to this creature, she was quite sure she had already captured his mind, but eventually this hand to end right? "We're almost done, one more and then stop. I can't take any more!♥~" This was true her desires had been met. She was swimming in a sea of reproductive fluids. She was covered in sweat and sad and her entire body had gone from pleased to sore she couldn't imagine she'd have an easy go of this. Her demand was true, it was felt from the depths of her being. She wanted one more than this for this to end.

[Bloodedge]

One more to end it all, she said. Yes, he could and would do that. Quite some time had actually passed by the time Kolin spoke, and Heracles had gone well beyond what should have been any person's sexual stamina. All of it was for the voice he now registered as the thing capable of commanding him. Another roar escaped the Berserker, along with yet another expulsion of fluids─ enough that his lower half would hardly be visible past all the spillage since this all started. He'd plunged into the depths of Kolin's very torso by then, and he hardly seemed to have intentions of extricating himself. Actually, the loosening of his grip was the only thing to suffice in that regard. So much shot forth from his shaft, Kolin was sure to be thrown off by it... in a literal sense. Something like a bottle rocket, she would be propelled off that monster shaft, left to fall into a pool of ejaculate and sand, while Heracles heaved and lowered himself. Soon, he would even lose the darkness of his sclerae and a bit of the gray hue to his skin. He was still a hulking beast, and mostly mindless... but it seemed he was now awaiting his next order.

[Apollymi]

One final roar, and one more rather explosive climax. So explosive in fact, that Kolin herself was thrown off this giant creature. How interesting. She found herself laying in a pool seed. She was happy, a blush upon her face, and a her body nearly convulsing. Though she did stretch to accommodate that monster dick, she was quite certain she couldn't feel her legs. Even so, that was pretty satisfying. After a few moments the woman would sit up, she didn't immediately try to stand but she did think about the fact that she'd walked out here. Oh no. There was no way she was going to make it back where she was going on her own. No way was she about to crawl back after taking the most monstrous dick of her life. This was supposed to be a moment of pride, not shame. Right? Ah, well, it was indeed just that, as she shifted her gaze, she found the once raging Berserker returned to a somewhat more normal coloration and seemingly waiting? Oh... well that would be for the best. She shifted herself around a bit and spoke to him directly. "Hey, come pick me up and carry me back. Gently though... I'm pretty sure I don't wanna be shaken up to badly right now." she mentioned. There was still a ridiculous amount of reproductive fluid leaking out of her person. She definitely needed another bath. Oh and all kinds of care. That didn't matter though, there was no longer a raging berserker outside of her kingdom and she was fairly certain she had a legitimate amount of control over him. That was definitely a win for the day. She could return and act triumphant. Even as the days went on and the business of her kingdom started to climb.