Princess of the Demon City

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Stage End: The Throne Council

, atop the Demon King's castle, echoed with the clash of weapons and flashes of magic, indicating a fierce battle raging on. After nearly half an hour of fighting, the battle was nearing its end.
"No, impossible!"
The burly Demon King, covered in sword wounds, crouched on the ground, staring at his broken demon sword.
"Absolutely impossible! How could a mere human be so strong!"
He roared in despair, but lacked the strength to rise and fight again. Now, the Demon King was nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter.
The victor approached him—a black-haired girl wielding red and green swords.
"Remember my name, I am the hero of humanity, Swiftfire and Gale, Xian! Die, Demon King!"
The girl crossed her arms, making a cross gesture.
"In the name of the Almighty Lord, Flamestorm!" She chanted the strongest divine spell achievable by humankind.
A whirlwind of flames quickly enveloped the Demon King, a pungent, acrid smell emanating from him. The weakened Demon King was no match for the corrosive power of the divine.
"Return to hell, Lord of the Demon Castle!"
The spirited young girl declared, looking at the Demon King who was about to be destroyed.
"No! I will definitely return!"
The Demon King shouted hoarsely, turning into ashes surrounded by holy flames.
Fifty years later, humanity finally defeated the Demon King with its own power, achieving final victory.
But is that really the case...?

Stage 0: The Princess's Bedchamber

On the other side of the Demon King's castle, in the residence of the Demon King's most beloved daughter, Nalan Ying.
"Your Highness, something terrible has happened!"
Joseph, the chief minister of the Demon King's castle, suddenly pushed open the door and rushed into the princess's bedchamber. This lecherous old man with a goatee was an alchemist, skilled in making various potions. His recent research focused on creating magical potions that combined alchemy and necromancy.
"His Majesty the Demon King has passed away! Wake up!"
The ugly old man rushed to the ornately decorated crystal coffin and shouted anxiously, but the blonde girl lying in the coffin was fast asleep, and no matter how loudly Joseph shouted, she did not wake up.
"She's been asleep for almost twenty years, why hasn't Princess Sakura's demonic slumber ended yet?"
This so-called demonic slumber is a condition only high-ranking demons can suffer from. It doesn't directly affect the body, but demons afflicted with it fall into a prolonged slumber and cannot be easily awakened.
Just like now, even though Joseph grabbed the girl's shoulders and shook her vigorously, she didn't wake up.
"Wake up, Your Highness!"
"Huff...huff..." Only soft snoring.
The old man gritted his teeth, raised his hand, ready to slap the still-sleeping Sleeping Beauty awake, but seeing the princess's fair and delicate face, he ultimately couldn't bring himself to do it.
Suddenly, Joseph remembered seeing a method to break the demonic slumber in a forbidden book from the demon realm. Although this method was somewhat impolite to the person being awakened, its success rate was one hundred percent.
“Since that’s the case, we must act expediently in this urgent situation. Don’t blame this old minister for being rude.”
Joseph seemed to have made up his mind. He took a deep breath, his thin body climbing onto the girl’s delicate frame, his rough hands reaching for the sleeping princess.
The princess in her slumber wore a purple, semi-transparent onesie nightgown, with only a narrow pair of lace panties over it. It was easy to imagine that this outfit couldn’t withstand the old man’s gentle shoving.
Joseph’s breathing became rapid. The naked Princess Sakura was so beautiful that he almost lost control.
“This old minister has offended you.”
The old man’s hands grasped the girl’s two snow-white breasts and kneaded them vigorously. The princess’s breasts weren’t particularly large, but the size of the breasts was just right for both hands to hold. That perfectly fitting and wonderful feel made the old man’s blood boil.
"So...so beautiful..."
Awestruck by the greatness of the Creator, the old man's hand slowly moved down, brushing over the slender waist, and pressed directly against the girl's most intimate triangle. He teased the sparse hairs around the slit a few times, then suddenly inserted a finger.
"Hmm..."
Perhaps the finger entering her tender orifice was too abrupt; the girl frowned slightly, as if enduring discomfort.
"Oops, oops, I acted impulsively and went to the wrong place. It should be here."
The old man suddenly remembered that according to the records in the magic book, to break the spell, attacking the front was useless; only attacking the back would be effective. So he turned the princess over, his withered hands spreading apart the girl's peach-shaped, pink buttocks, then extended his tongue and pressed it against the exposed chrysanthemum bud revealed after parting the buttocks, sucking vigorously.
Unlike humans, high-ranking demons can convert the food they eat into magic power, so their buttocks, which are supposed to function as excretion, are rarely used. Therefore, the princess's buttocks were truly the best of the best.
"Delicious, Princess's ass is so delicious."
The old man diligently inserted his tongue into the girl's cute little anus, savoring the exquisite buttocks.
After a long, long time, Joseph reluctantly withdrew his tongue. He fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a small bottle of green ointment, a potent aphrodisiac he had carefully concocted, suitable for both internal and external use.
He first licked a small amount himself, then smeared a considerable amount of the ointment onto his fingers. He then slowly squeezed his ointment-covered fingers into the delicate, alluring anus. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, his fingers slid in smoothly, stirring against the rectal wall.
"Ugh... um..."
Two blushes rose on the sleeping princess's face, clearly affected by the ointment.
As expected of a potent aphrodisiac, it quickly took effect. Soon, the old man's toothpick-like penis swelled into a truly large, meaty rod, and the princess's untouched anus began to receive the intrusion of a second finger. Her breathing, no longer even, began to become heavy.
"That should be about right."
The old man withdrew his finger and pressed his thick, hard penis against the princess's unsuspecting anus.
"Your Highness, this old minister is about to enter."
As he spoke, the tip of his penis slowly slid in. Perhaps it was the miraculous effect of the aphrodisiac, but the princess's anus was easily stretched open, accepting the mushroom head's entry. The tender flesh of her intestines immediately squeezed against the invading half-penis.
"As expected of Your Highness, such strong contractions."
The old man took a deep breath, trying hard to hold back his ejaculation, and only after a long while did he exhale.
"That was close, I almost ejaculated as soon as it went in."
Without further ado, he thrust his hips forward, and his thick penis forced its way through the anal muscles, penetrating to the very root into the tender intestines.
The tender little anus was receiving such a large foreign object for the first time, and its tightness was unimaginable.
"Ah...so comfortable...Princess's buttocks are so tight."
With each thrust, which gradually increased in speed, Joseph couldn't help but shed tears.
"Finally, I've done it, I've done it to Princess's little buttocks."
The old man murmured excitedly, "Actually, this old minister, this old minister has long wanted to do this or that with the princess."
The sleeping girl naturally couldn't respond to the chief minister's confession, but her sphincter muscles and the tender flesh of her face contracted again and again, sucking the old man's penis tightly, bringing him unparalleled pleasure.
The old man swore that this was the most beautiful little buttocks he had ever penetrated.
Obviously, in this wonderful pleasure, he couldn't last long, especially after the princess's little buttocks twisted restlessly due to the fullness of the foreign object, and finally thrust rapidly for a while, the old man's whole body began to tremble.
"No... If this continues... This old minister... This old minister..."
With a series of soft slurs, the old man, unable to hold back any longer, pressed his buttocks tightly against the girl's small, pert bottom. Streams of thick, magical semen shot deep into the princess's rectum, stimulating the intestinal walls to contract repeatedly, squeezing out every last drop of the old man's essence.
"Phew, I almost got sucked dry..."
The passion subsided, and the old man was exhausted, his head spinning. After all, he was old, and this kind of sexual activity had left him utterly exhausted.
"Princess, you'll be waking up soon, won't you?"
he thought, struggling to sit up to help the girl put on her nightgown, wiping away the white, cloudy semen that had overflowed around her anus, before collapsing to the ground, utterly exhausted. A short while later, a soft moan was heard, and the princess's eyelashes fluttered slightly as she opened her eyes.
"Phew, I slept so well."
Nalan Ying yawned and stretched.
"Your Highness, you're finally awake!"
"Huh? Grandpa Joseph, why are you sitting on the floor?"
Princess Sakura asked in confusion, only then noticing the old man. He gave a wry smile.
"This old minister used all his magic to wake the princess, and now he can't even stand up."
"I see. Then Grandpa Joseph, please sit and rest."
The girl jumped off the bed, but suddenly stumbled.
"My bottom feels weird..."
"Your Highness, come, let's change your clothes first." A large bead of cold sweat slid down the old man's forehead as he quickly changed the subject.
Although there were many clothes in the wardrobe, most of them were formal dresses that required someone to help them put on. After picking and choosing, the only relatively light option was a maid's outfit, which some careless maid had put in the wardrobe.
"Oh well, I'll put it on first."
Nalan Ying thought, taking off her pajamas and putting on the clothes. The girl felt that everything else was fine, except that the maid's outfit was a bit short, a super short skirt that barely covered her bottom.
"Hey, where are my panties, Grandpa Joseph? Have you seen them?"
"This old minister hasn't seen them. Perhaps Your Highness didn't wear them before going to bed?"
"Maybe."
The guilty old man couldn't tell the truth, of course. He couldn't very well say that the pink lace panties in his pocket had been used to wipe away semen. Fortunately, the dazed princess didn't pursue the matter further. The old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief; now the princess's panties could safely become his spoils.
The girl started rummaging through the drawers, but couldn't find any spare panties.
"The maids are too lazy; they didn't even prepare any extra panties."
With no panties to wear, the princess hesitated for a moment, then simply put on a maid's skirt.
"It's a little chilly down there. Oh well, this will do."
The fully dressed girl twirled in front of the old man.
"Grandpa Joseph, how's this dress?"
"Beautiful, it suits Princess perfectly."
The old man's nose was bleeding profusely. Just as the princess twirled, the hem of the maid's short skirt fluttered slightly, revealing half of her fair buttocks and the sparse forest of hair.
"By the way, Grandpa Joseph, what brings you to our room?" Nalan Ying asked, completely unaware that she had exposed herself.
"Oh, right, it's like this, something terrible has happened."
The old man explained the whole story, deliberately omitting some things he shouldn't have said.
"So the old man is dead..."
The princess pondered seriously. Under the expectant gaze of the chief minister, the girl suddenly clutched her flat stomach.
"My stomach is growling."
As long as there is enough magic power in their bodies, high-ranking demons can survive for decades without food or water, but the feeling of hunger remains. Princess Ying felt extremely hungry, very uncomfortable.
"Sigh, then His Majesty the Demon King..."
"So what if he's dead? It's more important to fill our stomachs now."
The carefree Demon Princess said nonchalantly, walking towards the door.
"Grandpa Joseph, take us to the main hall for a meal."
"I'm sorry, Princess. This old minister is too weak to stand up, so I probably can't stay by your side for the time being."
"Oh." The girl hesitated for a moment, then revealed a determined look.
"It's alright, Grandpa Joseph, you can rest here. I'm fine on my own."
"By the way, Your Highness, be careful. Because His Majesty the Demon King is no longer in charge, the monsters in the castle are starting to become restless."
Before stepping out the door, the old man kindly reminded Nalan Ying, but unfortunately, the girl, whose mind was only on food, didn't listen at all.

Stage 1: The Moon Goddess's Main Hall

"Hmm, which way should we go next?"
Leaving her bedroom and walking straight to the fork in the road, the princess began to feel confused. She tapped her chin, racking her brains, but after a long time, she still couldn't remember. Twenty years had passed, and Nalan Ying had forgotten the layout of her house; she was lost.
"Oh well, I'll just keep looking as I go,"
the girl optimistically chose a direction and headed towards it. She chose that path because her sensitive little nose caught a faint, almost imperceptible fragrance.
"It's cake, it must be cake!"
Thinking about the soft, melt-in-your-mouth cake she would soon be eating, Nalan Ying happily squinted her eyes.
Sniffing and sniffing, she followed the marble corridor, and the princess quickly found the source of the cake's aroma—behind a wooden door ahead.
"Sweet and soft cake, here I come! Whoa!"
Pushing open the door, the princess rushed in and immediately bumped into a burly body. The man didn't budge, but the petite girl was knocked to the ground with a thud.
"Who, who bumped into me?"
The princess looked up, staring at a pig's head that had approached her.
Nalan Ying hadn't gone the wrong way; following the aroma, she had indeed arrived at the main hall. Unfortunately, the main hall was already occupied by a group of lewd pig monsters and goblins. Because of the Demon King's death, these pig-headed monsters and green-skinned imps, who had been imprisoned in the dungeon, had all escaped and were using the Demon City's main hall as their entertainment venue.
"Ha...ha..."
The pig head that had bumped into the princess glared at her with lustful pig eyes, panting heavily, drool dripping from its thick mouth. Because of the earlier collision, almost all the lewd pig monsters and goblins who had been playing and causing trouble in the main hall stopped what they were doing and turned their gazes towards Nalan Ying.
Those menacing, irrational gazes immediately terrified the princess.
"Hahaha...you guys are busy, we won't bother you." The girl chuckled dryly, took a few steps back, and turned to slip away, but her foot slipped, and she fell forward, landing on the ground in an embarrassing position, her buttocks sticking up high.
"Who threw that banana peel!"
Before she could protest, Nalan Ying suddenly felt a large hand lift her short skirt, followed by something like a stick pressing against her smooth little bottom.
The girl turned her head, on the verge of tears: "I knew this would happen."
Not to mention the goblins, the lecherous boar monsters were known for their lust, and these pig-headed monsters especially liked to rape beautiful girls. Princess Nalan Ying, who had delivered herself to their doorstep, always used her noble, mysterious, and charming temperament as her selling point. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe her as having beauty that could topple kingdoms. How could the lustful boar monsters, driven by lust, possibly let her go?
Nalan Ying tried to get up, but two goblins immediately grabbed her hands, binding her tightly. Behind her, the lewd boar monster gripped the princess's flat, firm abdomen with its large hands, relentlessly ramming its monstrous penis against the girl's pink buttocks.
The girl hadn't forgotten that her thin maid's skirt concealed nothing, and she panicked.
"Stop! You dead pig, I'm your princess!"
However, the girl's commands were completely ineffective. The lewd boar monster and goblins, long since out of their minds, didn't care whether she was a princess or not. The frenzied monsters only saw women, beautiful women.
"Let go! You dead pig! You wretched fat pig!"
the girl continued to curse, but the lewd boar monster's penis had already found its mark. With a thrust, its thick penis forced open the pink labia and brutally penetrated her still very dry private parts.
"Ugh!"
A muffled groan escaped her lips; intense pain instantly shattered the girl's heart.
A thin trickle of blood slid down between her thighs. The princess's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe her virginity had been taken. She futilely twisted her hips, trying to get rid of the large, inserted penis, but once it was inside her, it couldn't be squeezed out with a few struggles. In fact, such struggles only made the lewd boar who was raping her even more pleased.
"It's...it's in. My first time was given to this fat pig, sob sob..."
Nalan Ying bit her lower lip. The immense pain of losing her virginity brought tears to the girl's eyes. But she didn't know that this pitiful expression would excite the lewd boar. The lustful boar's head began to skillfully thrust its hips, pumping vigorously. This time, the princess's newly deflowered vagina was in big trouble. The tender flesh was constantly squeezed in and out, and the intense pain spread from between her thighs throughout her entire body.
"It hurts...stop, it hurts so much...Waaah, no, don't go any further, it's going to, it's going to tear..."
Perhaps impatient with the princess's cries, a skinny, green-skinned goblin, drooling and chuckling, hopped in front of her. Before the girl could react, the goblin's penis pierced through her teeth, completely blocking her mouth.
The foul-smelling foreign object entering her mouth made Nalan Ying's stomach churn, but she could only let out muffled sobs.
With a series of slapping sounds, the goblin's penis continued to slam against Nalan Ying's round buttocks, each thrust penetrating deep, the tender cervix and glans constantly kissing, causing the girl to convulse. The stench of the goblin's penis thrusting in and out of the princess's mouth made her feel like she was about to faint.
Simultaneously, rapid piston-like movements were taking place on both sides. Gradually, pain and pleasure intertwined, impacting the girl's mind and making Nalan Ying, caught in the crossfire, feel strange.
Why... is my stomach so hot... numb...?
Suddenly, the lewd boar thrust its hips forward, pressing its penis tightly against the princess's uterus. Nalan Ying jerked her head back, her body stiffening. The girl clearly felt wave after wave of semen surging into her body through the tip of the penis. At the same time, a whimper escaped her lips as the penis, which had reached its limit, also erupted instantly. With a gurgling sound, the sticky, fishy semen rushed into her throat, causing the girl, whose mouth had just been freed, to cough dryly.
Unable to support her lower body any longer, the girl collapsed onto the floor. Her eyes were glazed, and strands of saliva involuntarily dripped from the corners of her mouth, while the thick, white semen that had been ejaculated into her body slowly flowed out from between her legs.
"My body has been defiled..."
she thought sadly, unaware that the little monsters' lewd pleasure wasn't over yet.
Amidst the squelching sounds, another green-skinned goblin straddled her limp body. Lubricated by the previous boar monster's semen, the girl's lower body was incredibly slippery, and the second goblin's penis plunged in without any resistance.
"Ah, ah, it's in again."
The girl had lost even the strength to struggle; she could only helplessly moan, continuing to receive the goblin's penis with her tender white buttocks. Her pink petals opened and closed repeatedly, occasionally releasing small amounts of white, viscous foam with each thrust.
"Stop, stop, don't thrust anymore! I'm almost, almost..."
The feeling of being violated made the girl almost think she was going to die. Nalan Ying's mind gradually became blurry, and she began to make strange sounds. The girl's mind was blank, and she couldn't remember anything, but her body subconsciously cooperated with the thrusting movements. This way, the pain would be less, and the pleasure she had never felt before would be greater.
At this moment, the goblin ejaculated with a thud.
"So hot...it's shooting in again..."
Although the green-skinned imp was short, his penis was almost as large as the lewd boar monster's, and the amount of semen he ejaculated was considerable. Large gushes of white, cloudy fluid filled the girl's small uterus, causing her eyes to roll back in pleasure. While describing the humiliated princess as experiencing pleasure might seem inappropriate, this was Nalan Ying's first true orgasm.
The nightmare continued, and then, a third penis eagerly thrust in.
One round of violation ended, only to be followed by another. Each time a penis ejaculated and withdrew, another would immediately fill the void. The poor princess was being fucked by the monsters until she gasped for breath, copious amounts of vaginal fluid overflowing between her legs, while she herself had actually fallen into a semi-conscious state.
The sun set and rose again quietly, and the whole night passed in this way.
How many orgasms had she experienced? The girl thought blankly.
The princess had lost count of how many lewd boars and goblins had violated her body. Probably all of them, some more than once or twice. The girl's beautiful body was covered in wet patches and semen, her lower body a mess, looking utterly miserable.
"No more...don't fill it anymore...my stomach is so full..."
Her once bright and lovely eyes were now empty and lifeless; the girl could only murmur helplessly. The princess probably didn't even remember where she was or who she was anymore. Her small, tender womb was filled with the monsters' thick semen, unable to hold any more. With each insertion into her tender orifice, the semen would splatter everywhere.
Even so, some lewd boars would still lift the girl's high buttocks from behind, holding her in a position like a child urinating, endlessly performing piston-like movements, while the princess could only lower her head, her eyes slightly closed, helplessly allowing the lewd boars to ravage her.
Suddenly, an arm wearing leather gauntlets gripped the thick neck of the lewd boar monster, snapping its neck with a slight twist.
"I apologize, Your Highness, I'm late."
Catching the swaying Nalan Ying, the intruder carefully laid her flat on the ground, and roared at the monsters who were rising from the ground.
"Your crime of insulting the princess is unforgivable, even if you die a hundred times! Accept your judgment!"
Perhaps it was their demonic instinct, but the lewd boar monsters and goblins immediately knew that this person was not to be trifled with. They screamed and scattered, defeated before the fight even began. Strangely, many of the lewd boar monsters and goblins began to pant after only a few steps, their legs weakening. After toying with the demon princess all night, these monsters suddenly found that all their strength had vanished.
Nalan Ying, after all, was a member of the high-ranking demon race; even though she was physically weak, she possessed her own special abilities. While the lewd boar monsters and goblins were raping the princess, her tender orifice was contracting and draining their energy. Of course, the princess was unaware of this ability; if she hadn't been in a semi-conscious state, this ability probably wouldn't have activated on its own.
Exhausted enemies are like meat on a chopping block. After the one-sided slaughter, the intruders rushed anxiously to Princess Sakura's side, crouching down to help her up.
"Your Highness, Your Highness."
At the call, the girl seemed to regain some clarity. She opened her dazed eyes and looked at the ponytail-wearing girl who was holding her.
"Is that Rin?"
"It is I." Princess Sakura's direct bodyguard captain, Shiraizumi Rin, replied, her handsome face filled with worry.
This ponytail-wearing girl, about the same age as Princess Sakura, was a great beauty, but she often preferred to refer to herself as a man, and she practiced hard-hitting martial arts typically learned by men. Her strength was considerable; she was certainly not someone that lewd boar monsters and goblins could withstand.
"I'm sorry, Rin, it seems I've made a mistake again..."
"This isn't the princess's fault, please don't blame yourself, Your Highness. Blame me for not arriving in time, please punish me."
Nalan Ying shook her head: "You rescued me, how could I blame you?"
"Your Highness, can you still stand? Come, let me help you."
"It's alright, I should be fine."
At this moment, the essence Nalan Ying absorbed from the demon took effect. The puzzled girl suddenly discovered that after enduring a night of torment, she could actually walk a few steps with Rin's help, and her magic power had inexplicably increased. The only uncomfortable thing was that her groin was still quite sore. Fortunately, although her maid's clothes were stained with a lot of white semen, they weren't torn at all. After Nalan Ying cast a simple cleaning spell, they immediately returned to their original clean and tidy appearance. After all, she was a princess of the demon realm, and she knew a few basic auxiliary spells.
“If I remember correctly, the bathhouse is nearby. Your Highness, would you like to clean yourself off first?” Rin asked Nalan Ying with concern.
“But I’m so hungry!”
The princess felt her stomach growling even more uncomfortable at the thought of all this commotion without having eaten a single bite.
“Come on, go take a bath first, and I’ll cook you a lavish meal afterwards.”
“Alright then, you have to keep your word.”
“I swear in the name of the Demon God, Sara.”
Rin coaxed Princess Ying like a child. The ponytail-wearing girl, who had grown up with the princess, was used to Nalan Ying’s coquettishness. Although the princess was nearing adulthood, under the Demon King’s doting care, her heart seemed to remain that of a child.
Satisfied with the answer, the princess smiled innocently, and the two headed towards the nearby bathhouse.

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