Wildwoods: First Expedition

This story is a follow up to 'Wildwoods: Training Camp'. It is comprehensible even if you haven't read

Lustia. A world where gods and goddesses bless mortals with powers, great and small. A world where violence has been largely replaced with sex. A world of sexfighting, romance, magic, and adventure. What follows is a recounting of a story from this land.

Glossary:

Blessed:

A blessed is usually faster and stronger than a regular person, but they are always much tougher, their skin deflecting blades with ease. Indeed, with very few exceptions, blessed cannot be entirely subdued with violence. Instead, the blessed are subdued by being fucked into submission. Hence, when multiple blessed fight, it almost always takes the form of a sexfight.

Not only strength and durability are augmented, however. Most blessed are more conventionally attractive than the average person, with many sporting unusual proportions. Another area of alteration is their sexual organs, which are changed to facilitate the sexual combat which is expected of the blessed, allowing many actions and tactics that would cause injury or even death on normal people, such as using objects entirely unsuitable for such use as dildos, or insertion of a penis larger than the vaginal opening, to be executed without issue or even much discomfort.

The blessed are also mentally altered by the forces granting the blessings. A blessed will very rarely object to sex, especially when their partner is another blessed, and often seek it out.

Luststone:

Luststone is a material that causes pleasure on contact, and is unable to cause injury. Weapons are often made out of it, and some monstergirls have claws and fangs naturally made out of luststone.

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Previously...

In the coming days, most other trainees would forget the battle as just one of many. She didn't, though. Through informal duels, she proved that she could best the majority of trainees in the camp, most never managing to snap out of the effect of her hypnotic curves, and in fact Edvin was the one to come the closest to giving her the first loss of her life.

Edvin didn't forget either, seeing as it was his first loss, but he didn't give it nearly as much weight as she did.

And the supervisors also noticed. They saw potential in her blessing, and had at first assumed that she was not quite as strong as she had appeared. As she began to assert her dominance, however, they turned their attention to Edvin.

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At the river that flowed through the camp on the stroke of midnight, two naked women faced off against each other.

On one side was a woman known as Cyoria. She was tall and magnificently voluptuous, with her body inspiring envy and desire in many trainees and even some of the instructors.

Smirking, she took a step forward, thrusting her chest out.

Opposite her stood Onna, a short, flat girl. Cyoria would usually consider her far beneath her and not bothered battling her, instead sending one of her toys to fuck her silly, but Onna was the person closest to Edvin, the boy who almost defeated her in the demonstration the day before, and that inspired curiosity and wrath in equal measure in Cyoria.

So, she decided she had to crush the girl by herself.

"W-what do you want?" Onna asked nervously. She had not expected to be challenged today, and was only at the river to clean herself up a bit.

"To put you in your place, slut." Cyoria smirked, and started to sway seductively as she approached Onna.

Cyoria's blessing allowed her to use the motion of her curves to hypnotize her opponent's into not resisting her, and if they lost without breaking out of the trance, even to make them obey simple, relatively short term commands.

And while Edvin managed to resist for reasons unknown to her, most of the trainees couldn't. Even some of the trainers couldn't escape her ability.

And Onna was no different in this regard.

As Onna's eyes grew clouded and her shoulders slumped, Cyoria finally reached her.

The first order of business was to give the poor girl a bearhug in order to properly impress on her just how inferior she was.

Her breasts pressed down on Onna's, quickly enveloping them.

Cyoria smirked as even through the hypnosis, Onna reacted with dismay at her inferiority, now brought to the forefront of her mind.

It was more amusing to see women who prided themselves on their tits staring in disbelief as their breasts were eclipsed in both size and firmness, flattened before an audience of those who used to admire them, their idea of their place in the world shattering along with their confidence, but the utter despair of being proven so horribly outmatched was a sight to behold too.

Cyoria wasn't finished quite yet, however. Her next move was to adjust her arms on Onna's back and pull her into Cyoria's cleavage.

Onna gasped, struggling to breathe while enveloped by Cyoria's tits, and growing more and more aroused by her softness and her smell.

Grinning, Cyoria kept smothering her with her tits, knowing that since Onna was blessed, Cyoria could keep smothering her without having to worry about asphyxiation, and raised one of her legs before placing Onna's pussy on her thigh.

It was a risky move - Onna could easily knock her off balance now. But Cyoria calculated the risk well, and Onna remained too lost in pleasure to take advantage of the opportunity.

Onna gasped into Cyoria's cleavage as her pussy made contact with Cyoria's smooth, thick thigh, and then moaned as Cyoria started to rub her thigh back and forth across Onna's bottom lips.

Cyoria grinned, her teeth showing, as she executed the last step of the first part of her plan. She had asked around, and found that Onna had a rather low tolerance for pleasure, something her moans corroborated. She also knew that people were prone to obeying her commands if she gave them the right way and they were still hypnotised by her curves.

This gave her an idea for how to give Onna an incredibly humiliating climax.

Pulling the dazed and aroused girl out of her cleavage, Cyoria leaned in and commanded her in a sultry whisper to "Cum~."

And with a weak, aroused, and humiliated cry, Onna did, her juices staining Cyoria's thigh.

But Cyoria wasn't done, her sadistic side flaring up as Onna's juices ran down her thigh.

"Aww~. Poor, slutty, weak little girl, cumming just from my thigh~. Pathetic~." Cyoria insulted Onna, even as she rearranged their bodies so that they were in a scissoring position now.

Then she slammed her pussy against Onna's cunt, still drenched by her climax.

Onna's head flew back as she moaned, but the girl was still too entranced to resist, and so Cyoria could slam and grind her pussy into Onna's unopposed.

Cyoria could have grabbed Onna's tits or ass if she wanted to make her cum first, but she didn't, using just their scissoring to make Onna cum. The reason for this was simple: if she made Onna cum via scissoring, it would reinforce the feeling of inferiority and helplessness that she felt, not to mention help humiliate her.

Onna's defenseless cunt could not resist such a ferocious assault for long, and soon after Onna came for a second time, even more of her cum spilled over Cyoria.

And, deciding that she might as well go for three, Cyoria grabbed Onna's limp hands, pulling them to Onna's pussy and tits.

"Play with yourself until you cum." She commanded, confident she would be obeyed.

She was correct.

Her mind ravaged by lust and pleasure and humiliation and Cyoria's hypnotic powers, Onna did not resist as her fingers circled her own nipple and prodded her own bottom lips.

Cyoria watched, fascinated, as Onna's fingers moved with surprising grace and skill as she subjected herself to her own techniques, and for a fleeting instant she imagined how things would have gone if her hypnosis had failed and those techniques were turned against Cyoria. She did not like the result.

Soon enough, however, Onna succumbed to her own techniques, and Cyoria decided she broke the girl enough.

With a taunting sway to her hips, Cyoria walked away, leaving a moaning Onna sitting on the ground, utterly spent.

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It was the next day morning, and an assembly was called.

The assemblies were, strictly speaking, not mandatory, but to not attend was to forfeit the right to participate in the next activity, so people only failed to attend if they were too exhausted to do so.

And yet when Edvin arrived, and even when the assembly started, he couldn't find Onna anywhere.

The arrival of the instructors chased the thought of his head.

The message was simple enough: it had been decided that the trainees were shown enough and had trained enough to have their first expedition into the woods.

They would be in the territory of one of the tribes friendly to the camp, so there would be no actual danger of getting kidnapped or any other unfortunate event, and supervisors would roam the area, looking to see if any trainees are in trouble.

This excursion would be happening that day after breakfast.

Edvin was still mulling over this piece of news as he ate, as well as surprised he still hadn't seen Onna all day.

After everyone finished eating, they were gathered by the instructors, and headed to the forest.

It was very close to the camp, with the journey barely taking fifteen minutes, but it took the rest of the hour for the instructors to disperse them in the area.

When the instructor left, Edvin was left to wander the forest. He assumed he was expected to find some native or monstergirl to sexfight against, and he was in luck, as it didn't take too long for him to spot a monstergirl: a flower based one of some sort.

Her arms were actually vines, long and seemingly flexible, and she was in a large flower, surrounded by petals the size of his torso.

He tried to approach her undetected, but wasn't successful. Either she heard something, or just happened to turn around, but she did turn.

When she spotted Edvin, her vines sprang out. One of them went straight for his pants, trying to pull them down, while the other went for his neck.

He used his hands to fend off her vines and rushed toward her. She managed to pull his pants down and start jerking him off when he was halfway there, but she only got a few seconds before he reached her.

Panicking, she closed the petals of the flower she was in, hiding from him, but he simply grabbed the petals and pried them open, and then slipped inside the flower.

Once he was inside, the plant monster had no chance. She closed the petals again, hoping for the darkness to protect her, but to no avail.

Edvin had spent two weeks training since his first sexfight, and he knew the female body well now. And besides, when he wasn't sure, he could just find his way by touch. It wasn't like she could stop him, after all.

She tried to wrap her vines around his cock and jerk him off, but he simply thrust it inside her from behind. She tried to choke him, but the vine wasn't strong enough, especially as he subjected her to his assault.

Speaking of: with her in his hands, he made sure to enjoy his prize. His hands roamed her body, fondling her breasts and pulling on her nipples, and then one slid up and caressed her neck and the other went down to her crotch, massaging her clit.

Delighting in the softness of the plant girl's whole body, the wetness of her pussy as he thrust inside her again and again, and the tremors that ran through her with every circle his fingers made around her clit, he continued to play with her.

He turned her around, first kissing her and then starting to suck on her nipple. He almost stopped when he felt something warm and sweet on his tongue, but then kept going, eager to milk more of the sweetness from her. Pushing and pinning her against the petals of her own flower, he braced her back against the soft material and thrust inside her again and again, foregoing any technique in favour of force and speed as he ravaged her pussy.

Against someone more powerful, the lack of technique would have let his opponent take measures to neutralize his ferocious assault, but a lowly monster like the plant girl stood no chance.

Her body jiggled both from the impact of every powerful thrusts and from the trembles each thrust sent through her.

He let go of her clit and neck, instead turning her around again, grabbing the vines that extended from the back of her head like hair and pulled, and with the other hand he spanked her, hard.

It was too much for her. As his hand landed on her ass, she climaxed, collapsing to the bottom of the flower.

He sighed, then gave her a few more thrusts and another spank to make her shudder and tremble. Finally, he pulled his cock out, gave the spent plant girl another kiss, and left the flower.

He wondered as he wandered about the woods, and about monster girls like the plant girl he just defeated. It was odd, in his opinion, that they existed like this. From what he was told, they were plants and monsters and animals transformed and given sapience, or maybe just made out of pure energy, with their similarity to existing creatures being just mimicry.

As he wandered, lost in thought, he failed to notice the trees above him shaking slightly. He kept walking, only stopping because the path was cut off by a cliff.

And then something fell on him, the impact driving him to the ground.

Immediately, he felt a pair of small hands with sharp fingers start playing with his nipples. At the same time, a pair of feet wrapped around his cock, and he felt someone nibble on his neck. He thrashed and struggled, but the grip do him was too right

As he rolled and struggled to break free of his anonymous assailant, his opponent intensified their attacks, their fingers grasping Edvin's nipples and pulling on them, and they ground the balls of their feet into his cock before dragging them along his shaft.

Groaning, Edvin managed to roll his back into a tree, stunning his adversary for long enough for him to free himself and scramble away.

His opponent was a human woman seemingly a bit older than him with short, red hair, and brilliant green eyes. She was naked, and the first thing about her that drew the eye were a thousand small scars and scratches all around her body, probably caused by running around the dense woods naked if Edvin had to guess. Her chest was flat, and her thighs slim.

She recovered, and with a pang of annoyance Edvin realized that he could have had just pinned her down while she had been stunned by the impact.

"Who are you?" Edvin asked, then realised how stupid he was. Just because she looked human didn't mean she wasn't a feral monster girl, especially given just how wild she looked.

"Say else?" The girl asked, startling him.

Realizing this was an opportunity to buy time and calm his throbbing cock, still sensitive after her ambush, he considered what she meant.

"What is your name?" He tried again.

"Name!" She exclaimed, smiling in understanding. She pointed at herself. "Amaya!" Then she pointed at him. "Name?"

"Edvin." He introduced himself. "Why did you attack me?" He asked, hoping to both understand and delay.

But she titled her head incomprehendingly. "Say else?"

Coming to the conclusion that she simply didn't know the words, and 'say else' was meant to get him to repeat himself with different word choice, he tried again. "Why did you jump at me?"

But she remained confused. He kept trying and failing, until she sighed, gave up, and held out her hand to stop him.

"No say." Then she pointed at herself, and said "Amaya," then at him and said "Edvin," and then finally finished the sentence with "fuck~!"

"But why?" Edvin asked, both frustrated by the lack of an answer and hoping to buy more time.

She didn't answer, though, just rushing at him.

He tried to meet her charge to avoid being bowled over, but she leapt to the side, grabbing onto one of his arms and swinging around.

Now that she was on his back, she immediately resumed her attack. She ground his cock between the balls of her heels, tweaked his nipples with her fingers, and nibbled on his neck.

He tried to stop her by grabbing her hands, but the moment he tried to do that, she stopped playing with his nipples and instead tickled his armpits to disarm his resistance.

It bought her another few seconds, during which she kept on giving him a footjob.

Eventually, even in the midst of being ticked, Edvin managed to back himself into a tree, replicating the way he made her stop the first time.

This time, however, he knew that he needed to pin her down before she could escape.

He grabbed her wrists and pushed them to the ground, and then aligned his cock with her pussy.

It slid inside, and he started to thrust. Unlike with the plant girl, he went slow, making sure to move his hips to the side as well as to never hit the same spot twice, and made sure to look for signs he hit somewhere particularly sensitive.

He was rewarded with Amaya blushing deeply and moaning with every thrust as he fucked her while she was helpless.

But she wasn't helpless, as it turned out. After a minute of getting fucked, she managed to muster up the resistance to try and free herself.

Foolishly forgetting to restrain her dexterous legs, Edvin was completely unprepared for when she bent her legs 'up', into a position reminiscent of a mating press.

Then, with her feet close to his chest, she moved then a little and started to tickle his armpits with them.

The shock of this made him let go of her arms, and once did that, she grabbed his wrists. Then she pulled her legs back, bent them to place her feet onto his waist, and pushed, lifting his cock out of her and him off of her for a second.

A second was enough for her to also use her grip on his arms to pull and shift him off balance, sending him tumbling to the ground next to her.

Since he hadn't expected her reversal, she managed to get on top of him. Aroused as she was from his time as the dominant one, however, she succumbed to the allure of his cock and decided to finish him off by riding him, rather than try something safer.

Her tight pussy closed around his cock as she dropped it on his shaft, making him moan, but he soon wasn't moaning alone as he leveraged his core muscles to thrust his dick up into her.

Annoyed, she pulled on his nipples, but gasped when he returned the favour.

She glared, her teeth bared, as she bounced on his cock and tweaked his nipples and he thrust up into her and groped her tiny chest.

Her snarl soon gave way to an expression of pleasure as she moaned more frequently and louder with each passing moment.

Edvin's state was not much better, however, as her tight pussy squeezed around his cock. As her fingers kept on playing with him, he started to realize his nipples might be a weakness. All in all, while he wasn't losing, as his position implied, he was in no state to stop her if she tried to run.

But she didn't try to run again. Perhaps she was too annoyed, perhaps too aroused, perhaps her pride didn't allow her to. Whatever the reason, she kept bouncing on his cock, moaning and flinching with each thrust.

At least, she stayed until she heard the howl.

It cut through the forest, unimpeded by the trees. It was loud and clear, and was soon joined by two quieter, higher pitched, and wavering howls.

Once Amaya heard this, she immediately got off of Edvin.

"Edvin! Go!" She called out as she headed into the trees.

But he was too out of breath to really do anything but lay there, drained by his second consecutive sexfight, his raging erection throbbing in the open air.

"Edvin!" She called out again, this time with more urgency, but then caught sight of something and disappeared into the trees.