Jasmin and her entourages had finally slain Belphegor, the archdemon of Gluttony, a fat demon boss, after having campaigned for 10 long years.
They had fought many a battle, gained immeasurable power, learned secrets of this Universe, and after many legendary campaigns, they did it.
Many lives were lost and they were worn out.
The last battle with the archdemon was traumatic. They could never forgot the flabby, 18 feets tall archdemon.
The dungeon that sat its throne was fully of very delicious foods and beautiful, female creatures of various weights. Some of them were elves, some were humanoid with tails, some were furries, and some of them were human warrioress like Jasmin, but had fallen before the demons. The archdemon had captured them, and put them in chains for fattening.
Belphegor enjoyed watching these female heorines slowly fell for pleasures, and a lot of lot of sex. In the beginning of their captivity, they were all pure and athletic and slim, and refused to surrender to the demon, but after many temptations and watching their fellow heroines succumbed, it was only a matter of time until each one of them fell.
In exchange for foods and pleasures, these heroines would eventually bred with Belphegor and his minions, and this was how the demons reproduced.
It was an epic battle. It wasn’t impossible to defeat Belphegor, but the biggest danger of fighting the archdemon of gluttony was psychological. It was almost impossible to resist the lure of gluttony.
When Jasmin’s legendary sword, Rimeheart, pierced through Belphegor’s obese body, the archdemon screamed, “Aaaaahhhhhhhahaha. *cough *cough* It wasn’t over *cough*. Mortal! We shall meet again and you will become my fat slave and beg for my fat dick muhahahahhaha”. He thought he would die right away after his last words.
“Um…hm?”, Belphegor was perplexed why he hadn’t died yet.
“It takes awhile. My sword prefers to torture the enemy for a bit”, said Jasmin with a mischievous smile.
Rimeheart was imbued with lightening magic. It sent electrical shocks to the archdemon every 6 seconds.
“Aaaaahh. Stop it! Kill me know bitch”, Belphegor screamed.
“Bitch you are gonna pay for this. aaaahhhhhhh”
An hour later, his body was evaporated by the lightening power of the sword.
Was Belphegor dead for real? Would it return to wreak havoc one day?
The sight of the fat demon and his female feedee slaves would haunt Jasmin’s dreams and never went away.
Jasmin had become the most powerful human of the world. No human, nor demons, came close to her power
Her battles tested body was resistant to magic, poison, or physical attack. In the realms of men, there wasn’t body that was a feminine as her— she had every curve that a beautiful woman should have.
While every women were short of perfection due to blemish of some kinds, Jasmin had no imperfection.
Every ounce of her muscle had explosive power and strength, but it wasn’t bulky, or masculine, at all.
Through years of physical training and previous generations of breeding and selecting for battle purposes, her blood was of the most elitist in the humans’ realms.
Due to her bloodline, her beautiful appearance and body would stay at the peak state of youthfulness and beauty for another 90 years.
Often, Jasmin would think about the last words of Belphegor and touch herself when bathing in river, or creek.
The men wished they could look at her body. But her personal guards, the iron maiden, would encircle the bathing spot.
Finally, they were able to go home. They returned to the Kingdom of Aristoro, and the king had organized a big feast for their return.
The kingdom of Aristoro was under the iron rule of king Louis.
The kingdom once almost became a republic, but long years of battles with the dark force had regressed the kingdom back to the dark age.
King Louis had subtly consolidated almost all power to the throne.
King Louis descended from long lines of kings, many of whom were puppets, and the best among them had just enough power to counterbalance the court.
Under king Louis, through political machinations, he disarmed and impoverished the noble class, and arranged for them to live in his palace, in the name of unity, but actually for better control.
Before they realized what was going on, they were rendered powerless, and serving only as the king’s puppets.
This was done so cleverly, under the disguise of fighting the dark force.
Every time the dark force threatened the kingdom, Louis, known as the good and gentle king, would beg the aristocrats to contribute men and resources. Gradually, their power dwindled, but the king promised them it was only temporary, until the battle was over.
Jasmin’s family was one of the noble houses. Now that her quest was over, she felt it was finally time to reform the kingdom.
She had learned about what happened to her family, but she didn’t believe it was all by the king’s design. She thought King Louis had to do it to unite the kingdom given the threat of the dark force.
During one of her many quests, she had received guidance from the spiritual realm, and learned about governmental structure that would free her people from their regressive way.
Since she had just saved the kingdom, surely the good and gentle king Louis, and the people of Aristoro, would listen to her.
It was time for a change.
“I have a bad feeling about the king’s feast Jasmin. Something dark is lurking. There is a cloud blocking my clairvoyance on this”, said the good wizard, Alfreddor, a 186 years old magician, well versed in clairvoyance, fire magics, and mass area spells and curses.
“Hahaha, you think too much. We’d just defeated Belphegor, what else can harm us?”, said Trevor, a white knight of the Temple of Light, the official religion of Aristoro. His whole life was dedicated to the Temple of Light and its doctrines.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ph0fji/the_heorine_of_gluttony_pt_1