Big Trouble in Little Ekron
Ch. 1
A/N: Well my new story has been announced a long time ago and I was finally able to finish the first chapter…I still don't know if I got it all down lol. Well hopefully you like my medieval version of Beezelbub.
Disclaimer: Beezelbub is not owned by me …it owns me
In a tranquil forest, on the outskirts of a little dysfunctional kingdom; a busty blond wearing a black maid outfit appeared to be taking a nap by a flowing river. The sun was high in the sky, warming everything in its sights. The air blew gently, carrying the scent of fresh flowers from a valley nearby. Birds chirped lightly and gaily, other wildlife seemed to have been napping as well on this warm day. With the sun directly above beaming down at the napping figure, she warmed her creamy skin; but perhaps too warm because before long she began to stir.
She brought her hands to her face and covered her eyes, rubbing them gently as she slowly sat up and took in her surroundings.
"Where am I?" With sleep still visible in her eyes she looked around not recognizing anything around her. "I can't remember anything…"
The sun was shining brightly through stained glass windows into the chambers of the Local King of the land. Although noon had come and gone, the king was still fast asleep, still exhausted for his activities the previous night. He had no intention to stir so early in the day but unfortunately like many other events in this king's life, it didn't go as planned. A tall, tan, and muscular guard slammed the door open frightening the king right out of his enormous bed.
"Oye, Kingy, get up lazy ass, your subjects need to talk to you." The guard rudely strolled in and sat at the breakfast table on the balcony, digging into the marvelous spread of fruits, toast, and jams left unattended.
"OGA! How many times do I have to tell you that if you keep waking me up like that I'll have you beheaded!" The king collected himself and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He wrapped himself in his covers and once again dove into his feather soft bed.
"Pfft…Like you could, the whole army wants you dead as well as your people if you don't get your creeper ass out there and talk to them."
"Well, that's why I have you to protect me, and Popadour to talk to the subjects!"
"So you don't care that many of the subjects came with their daughters right?"
Immediately the King flew out of bed and called for his maids and retainers to dress him.
"Oga you Bastard! Why didn't you tell me that my people needed me so badly! What kind of guard are you?" The king was in a furry trying to get himself as presentable as possible in such a short amount of time; meanwhile the guard known as Oga ate the breakfast peacefully completely ignoring the ranting king. Finally, the king was done, and so was the food. The guard walked behind his king and headed down three corridors, two flights of stairs and past one huge line of peasants to enter the audience chamber.
Once at the audience chamber, small frivolous boy sounded a trumpet and announced the arrival of the king.
"THE KING APPROACHES!" The little squire returned to obscurity when all in the room had bowed in unison as the king walked past them all.
A marvelous stone room with royal purple tapestries depicting all of the glorious feats the king had been said to overcome. Whether or not he had actually done any of them, was only known to the king and the head guard; though many certainly had their own opinion on the matter. At the head of the room was a golden throne lavished in red silk and cushioned chairs with a squared marble table stacked to the ceiling with scrolls and lose pages. There sat the royal pompadour sporting advisor Himekawa.
"Good afternoon your majesty, I hope I have been of assistance to you." Himekawa rose from the royal seat and gave the king a deep respectful bow causing his exaggerated hair to bounce hypnotically. "ALL HAIL KING FURUICHI!" The king stood tall with his head held high with pride and sat in his rightful chair.
"ALL HAIL KING FURUICHI! ALL HAIL KING CREEPICHI! ALL HAIL KING FURUICHI!" The crowd yelled back.
King Furuichi's face scrunched up in surprise. "Did…Did they all just say King Creepichi…?" He looked at the crowd still looking confused and hurt. The audience preferred to look elsewhere in the room, deciding not to make eye contact.
"Nah, must be your perverted ears getting the better of you." Oga stood next to his King with his arms crossed looking incredibly bored.
"Are you ever going to show me any kind of respect?" King Furuichi looked at him with furry.
"Your Majesty, what reason does anyone here have to call you King Creepichi?" Himekawa tried to pacify the bewildered king before the situation really derailed.
"You better hurry and serve your people or they might revolt right here and now." Oga's bored reply was enough to snap the king back to his responsibilities.
"Now who was next in line to see their generous king?" Furuichi scanned the room and picked out a lovely maiden that stood next to her father almost at them middle of the line and called her to approach him; needless to say he infuriating many in doing so. Himekawa had started to read a list of subjects in order of need but his advice fell on deaf ears.
"Tell me maiden, what ails you in my kingdom?"
A girl with long blond hair and a great rack approached the king with a timid smile and a slight blush coloring her otherwise creamy white skin.
"My lord, I thank you for taking the time to hear me out but you see, I have no work and have a large family to support. My farm is not on fertile soil and my parents are sick now, I have siblings that are going hungry…If you could please help me find employment I may be able to buy at least a loaf of bread to share with them." The girl looked down to the floor and covered her mouth as her tears threatened to spill from her deep brown eyes.
King Furuichi looked her up and down and jumped with taking her hand in his.
"My dear maiden, worry not, for you king has heard your plea and will not turn you away." The crowd looked at their obnoxious with pride as her story had indeed touched them all. "I may have a full staff but I am certain we can find a place for you to work here at my palace, I will send your wages to the family you desperately want to help." He kissed her hand only to have her take it back to place her hands on her cheeks in happiness.
"Oh, why thank you your majesty, you truly are too kind." King Furuichi had of course loved her words and signaled one of the court maids to take the girl before him.
"Make sure you train her well and place her with the east wing staff." Furuichi threw his head back, letting his short bangs bounce for an added effect. The girl looked at him with a concerned smile. She looked to her side and saw a very short haired girl with a very bored expression had approach them.
"Yes your majesty." She gave a small dignified curtsy bowing her head slightly then turned to address the new comer. "Come with me."
"Oh umm…yes ma'am…" The beautiful blond maiden followed the maid away out of the audience chamber.
"Ahaaa….Oga, have you ever seen a woman more voluptuous than that?" The king had a very visible blush and grin adorning his perverted face.
"If you're not gonna do your job than neither am I, I'd rather just go back home for a bit and relax."
Furuichi turned to his guard that still stood aloof against the stone wall behind the throne chair and threw him a very angered look. "There is something seriously wrong with you."
"I'm sorry to disturb you my King but there is still the matter of the very angry townspeople awaiting your audience." Advisor Himekawa continued to jot away in his scroll and refused to now make any eye contact with the enraged commoners.
Furuichi glance at the crowd and sank low in his chair when he saw their threatening glares. "Oga, help me out here." Advisor Himekawa had begun to call out people according to his list and asking them to form a line either before the king or himself.
"Sorry man, you brought this upon yourself." Oga turned to leave and signaled for one of his junior guards to stand by the king. "Yamamura, make sure they at least leave him alive."
"OGA YOU BASTARD! WHAT DO I PAY YOU FOR!" The king's rants were easily ignored by the lazy guard as he made his way back to the stables.
Once in the stables a horrible shrieking sound could be heard coming from the direction from which he had just come from.
"That idiot's never going to learn to get his shit straight." Oga had found his favorite horse, a strong black horse that absolutely loved kicking the king. This only added to Oga's fondness for the horse. He decided to gather up his troop and let them know that he was taking an unscheduled vacation.
The blond woman had been wondering around the forest she had awoken from for what seemed like half a day. As much as she tried she could not remember why she was asleep in the middle of a forest, or who she was for that matter; every time she tried to remember her head would pound profusely. She had given up on remembering her origin for the time being.
Finally having reached the end of the forest she found a road that took her right into a town filled with bustling people. Walking up to the nearby communal fountain she looks at her reflection and carefully inspects herself. She had stunning emerald eyes, blond silky hair tied up in a bun, with bangs that partially covered her lovely face. She looked around and noticed that people were looking in her direction and whispering amongst themselves. She also had noticed that for the most part they had dark hair and tanner skin, she really looked unique in comparison; even their clothes were completely different than the frilly black dress and long lace up boots. She decided that maybe she would rather keep wondering the woods than to be bothered by these local people. She had turned to leave but was bumped into by a man who appeared to be a guard.
"Hey, you nocked into me…" The man, turned around and eyed who had assaulted him. "…well aren't you a pretty little thing, what say you apologize to me by having a drink with me."
The blond girl merely stared him down before scoffing and turning to walk away without talking to him. The guard became angry and reached out to grab her by the shoulders but was surprised by how fast her reflexes worked and was head first in the fountain before long. Passersby stopped and gawked at the scene.
"YOU CRAZY BITCH…WHO DO YOU THINK ARE!" His fellow guards had by now run to his side and surrounded the woman.
"You knocked into me and now you're going to get your weak comrades to come and help you against one woman." She gave a wicked grin and waited for the first one to charge.
"ARREST THAT BABE AND TAKE HER TO THE CASTLE!" The wet guard slipped on his way out of the fountain.
The blond beauty was about to send her third opponent into the ground but was stopped by a flash of pink hair.
"WAIT! DON'T YOU DARE LAY A FINGER ON MY FATHER'S PATIENT." A girl wearing a ratty old doctor's coat and ratty dress stood between her and the guard.
"Lamia stay out of this, you don't want to get your dad in trouble now would you."
"HEY, THEY'RE ASSAULTING THE DOCTOR'S DAUGHTER NOW!" The village women were outraged at the spectacle. "PERVERTS! PEDOPHILES!"
The villager gathered in an uproar inspired by the blond woman that had stood up to the soldiers; most of inspired by the young pink haired girl that showed no fear in their presence.
"I told you, she is a patient of my father and is of very delicate mind. We do believe it had to do with a previous encounter with one of your men." The girl held an accusatory tone and pointed a steady finger in the direction of the wet soldier that had fallen into the fountain. The villagers closed in on the small group of soldiers who were ready to unsheathe their swords for protection.
"So you're going after helpless patients, and little girls huh?"
"King's dogs!"
"We'll go straight to the king himself to have him punish you all!"
The villagers began to throw pebbles and cabbages. The first soldier had finally made it out of the fountain and ordered his comrades to stand down.
"All you little pricks aint heard the last of us!" He tried to wring out as much water she he could from his uniform but it was still heavy with water. "We'll be back with the elite squad! STRAIGHT FROM THE KING HIMSELF." With a wave of his arm and a short whistle they all retreated on horseback to the road heading to the castle.
A busty old woman approached the girls.
"Go on now Lamia and make sure to hide your friend for a little while." The woman gave a wink before resuming her shopping. The crowd quickly dispersed and went back to their normal lives.
The blond woman was completely confused.
"Come on, I don't want to deal with them when they get back." The pink haired girl grabbed the blond woman's hand and pulled her to the edge of the town just west of the forest from which she had come. "My name is Lamia, I..ummm…I really like how you didn't back down against those thugs." From one second to the next, the once confident and intimidating woman was gone and replaced by a blushing school girl.
"Oh, I umm….nice to meet you Lamia…" Lamia gave her an odd look.
"So what's your name? You don't look like you're from around these parts." The woman didn't respond but kept a soft expression. "It's ok, you don't have to trust me yet, we just met after all." Lamia gave a hearty laugh. "But I do hope that you and I can be great friends, I've always wanted an awesome older sister!" This made the blond woman blush profusely at the compliment. "Well here we are! Home sweet home."
The pair stopped at a very humble hut barely held together by twigs and branches they had probably collected by the woods.
"Come on in, I know it isn't much, but beats waiting around in the town square waiting for those limp dicks to show up again." Lamia almost gave a wicked laugh but was struck rather suddenly by a beaker.
"Language!" An odd blue creature appeared behind Lamia's slumped corpse. "Hello there, I hope my daughter hasn't been causing you any trouble now. My name is Dr. Forcas." The creature now knows as Dr. Forcas reached a slimy looking tentacle arm to shake after tipping a perfectly placed hat.
"Oh I uhh…nice to meet you." The blond woman shook his hand thankful that she appeared to have been wearing long gloves.
"I must apologize for my appearance but I was trying to create a new type of medicine for aching bones for old age patients and well…as you can see it didn't go as planned." Seeing no response from the new guest he continued. "Well now, what brings you to my clinic? An exam? Do you need medicine?"
"No Doc, she isn't here for treatment, I sort of dragged her here…" Lamia covered her head fearing another smack to the head.
"I am very sorry to intrude but I don't…I mean …where am I?" The blond woman looked around puzzled at everything around her.
"My dear, can you not recall where you have been?" The woman simply shook her head. "Well then come closer and let me take a look at you." The little blue doctor creature looked her over, here yes, reflexes, her ears, head, and even took some vials of blood. "Well all I can say is that you have a rather nasty lump on her head there and could mean that you simply have a case of amnesia from the blow."
"Amnesia?" The woman had a look of deep understanding. "Well, I did wake up with a splitting head ache in the middle of the forest; but how did I hit my head in the first place?"
"It could have been anything really, maybe in time you'll remember it all."
"Wow, so you can you remember anything?" Lamia looked her with wild eyes. "What about your name? Can you at least remember your name?"
The pink haired girl posed an excellent question. What was her name? Again the woman tried her best to remember something, looking around she read random words that had been scribbled on pages or the titles of books hoping that maybe something may jog her memory.
"Hi…Hild…something like that." Her head began to pound again. She grabbed her head in agony trying to will this exploding sensation to go away.
"Lamia, her memories must come back at their own pace." The doctor went to his table and grabbed a vial with powder and held it under the woman's nose. She began to relax and eventually let go of her head breathing normally again.
"I just can't…"
"That's all right, well at least now I know that if you get that pain again this crushed up beezleroot will cure it right up.
"Beezle…." Her eyes glazed over as if looking into a far off place and brought a hand up to her stomach.
"What's wrong?" Lamia looked a bit shocked.
"No, it's nothing, I guess." A little shocked herself the woman went to sit in a chair.
"Hilda!" The woman looked up immediately at the pink haired girl. "I knew it, it's Hilda!" Lamia bounced cheerfully in place looking very pleased with herself.
"Well, it does seem like you will be needing a name to call yourself by while you're in town; until you get your memories back that is." The doctor went to write in a clean new sheet of paper. "It's a good thing that Lamia brought you here; the streets of this kingdom are not exactly the safest to be."
"Oh, but you didn't see her at the fountain Doc, she sent a guard flying and everything."
"You know they'll just come back, and this time in larger numbers." The doctor turned his attention to Hilda. "You may stay here for now if you wish, but please stay out of the guards' way. It's not that I don't believe you can hold your own, but the people in this village can't take any more riots and chaos."
"I suppose I will have to comply, I do appreciate your generosity." Hilda had weighed her options and found that living here may suit her needs for the moment; until she gets her memories back. "If there is any way that I can pay back your generosities please do not hesitate to ask."
"Haha, don't worry about it, but if you could please make sure this one stays out of trouble it'd be a great help." He pointed to Lamia who huffed in response. "Well, I have work to do…Lamia, make sure you take Hilda around and show her the way the city is run; make her blend in as best as possible." With that said he disappeared into his treatment room.
"Come on Hilda, I'll give you a tour of everything today!"
'Hilda, I suppose I don't hate it.' Hilda thought to herself, as the pink haired one named Lamia pulled her around by the hand and talked non-stop for the next four hours.
"OH….my lord..." The new maid was panting at her rigorous activities. "Oh yes…my king…yes…" The king of the land was very much hard at work getting to know his new personal maid. Her willingness please him made the king very happy, he even had tears of pure joy as he gave his full hearted thrusts into the young maid.
"Oh ho, you serve your kingdom well my dear." The happiness he felt was the unimaginable. Having such a beautiful girl writhing in ecstasy beneath him turned him on even more. He marveled at her small breasts with perky nipples bouncing with his rhythm; and the way she played with herself, rubbing her little nub and twisting it between her delicate little fingers, while he filled her completely was enough to send him over the edge. "Oh…my sweet girl, you make my cock feel so good…" His increasing groans meant his end was almost near.
"You're highness….please…let me…swallow it…" The maid panted between erratic thrusts. The king's face was almost in shock at her very pleasurable request and before he could think about it she had pushed him off and was down on her knees grabbing him by the base and started pumping him slowly.
"So my king, will you allow me to use my mouth." She licked her lips after requesting permission.
Furuichi almost died of a heart attack at her words, he just couldn't believe how eager she was to please him. She must really be in love with her king. Rather than telling her to proceed, her answer came in the form of his hand grabbing her head and thrusting into her mouth. She took him in completely right away and sucking in giving a tighter sensation to his member.
"Oh fuck!" The king was beside himself. He could feel her warm wet touch swirl around his base and circle the head, suckling the button of the tip then trailed her tongue down to his base where she suckled harder. "Oh…fuck…that feels so good…" His breathing was threatening to stop. "I…I'm…gonna…"
"Please my lord, let me have it…." She looked up at him innocently while stroking him vigorously. That was enough to send him over the edge and before he could react to anything his white liquid shot out raining over the maid's cute face; a few more delicate strokes and just a bit more dripped to coat her small perky breasts. She sat back on the floor with her eyes closed panting while she regained her breath.
Furuichi stood on shaking knees enjoying the site of a naked girl drizzled with his seed. He looked on to see it slowly drip down from the top of her right cheek down to the corner of her mouth, he watched her delicate little finger come up to wipe of the liquid and place it in her mouth where he could almost see her tongue swirling around tasting it.
"Mmmmm….your majesty is very delicious…" Her crimson little eyes opened slightly to give him a sultry look. "Is there anything else I may do for you sir?"
Furuichi had finally gotten his legs to work enough to stagger to his bed and throw himself on it, not bothering to dress, before collapsing on the floor. This day was just too incredible for him. He was so wrapped up in his own thoughts he hadn't even heard the maid speak to him and barely noticed when she had dressed.
"Well, if there is nothing more for me to do I shall resume my work." The girl gave a small curtsy and walked to the door.
"Aaahhh…wait…." The girl stopped with her hand on the door knob and a very surprised cute face. 'OH man she is super cute..' "What is your name?"
The girl gave a lovely smile and tilted her head slightly. "My name is Satura my lord." With that said she walked out the door.
'Ah, it's just so good to be king, THANK YOU FATHER FOR DYING!' King Furuichi reveled in the glow of his happiness. 'I can't wait to rub it in Oga's face that I King Furuichi have lost my royal V-card to the most adorable maid in my castle.' The king was exhausted by all his thoughts and past activities and before long was fast asleep with a huge eerie grin on his face.
Outside the door the maid named Satura leaned and willed her hearing to listen closely for what the master might be doing. After some time and patience she finally heard light snoring.
'Sch…so that fucker fell asleep…ugh what a pig.' She smoothed out her uniform and checked her face in a hallway mirror hoping she had wiped herself clean. 'Ugh, it's in my hair too.' She took out a small handkerchief and cleaned up the last spots of cream in her bangs. 'It's just too quiet around here; he must really not know what has happened in his kingdom.'
"Satura, are you slacking off?" A tall maid known to be the head maid of the special group of maids stood before her with her hands on her hips.
Satura looked away sheepishly. "No ma'am, I was just coming from…umm…" She shuffled her feet trying to look as embarrassed as possible.
The tall maid looked in the direction from which she was coming from and sighed.
"You must be braver than all of us, go to the baths and then resume your work."
"Yes ma'am."
"Just call me Nene." Nene gave the little maid's shoulder a reassuring squeeze then walked away.
'Hmph, this castle is just full of morons. This will be a piece of cake.' Maid Satura did as she was told and before long was back at work and looking for more secrets to uncover. 'I'll report back to Gaza in a week's time.'
A/N: Well I didn't think the first chapter would be so long, but hopefully I can keep it up the story, Please leave lots and lots of reviews, it fuels my desire to write more. Love to hear from you all.