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New Soil Arc (Chapter 1-4) Corey gets sent to Succubus Village from Earth and must uncover why he is in MGQ, what god-like being is helping him, and what hidden power he has, and meets a new friend.
Succubus Village Arc (Chapter 5-?) Corey must expose what the Village Chief and Soothsayer truly is and convince the village people of their true motives all while the two succubi in disguise grow suspicious of him.
"Views From Without" chapters are basically chapters told in third person that revolves around other characters doing things/reacting to things when Corey isn't around.
Chapter 6: Views From Without 1
"Ah, thanks, Greg!"
Thyra said with a smile, standing up from the ground.
The Amazonian warrior was training with the guardsman of Succubus Village at the local barracks; she has just finished doing push-ups while an obese fat man was standing on her back. They were in the training grounds that had practice dummies lined on the walls.
Despite the heavy man weighing her down, the warrior woman did over a hundred push-ups and wasn't even close to being tired.
The man that was called Greg hopped off her as she flipped to her feet.
"You're welcome, lass!" Greg said to her.
Greg had blue eyes, blonde hair, a beard, a chubby body, and stood at 6'4. Despite being a bit overweight, he had stout strength. The guards knew that he was slow due to his weight, but he hit like a charging horse as he was not to be trifled with.
"Wanna screw around later, lass?" Greg asked with a smirk.
Thyra smiled and spanked his ass, getting a yelp from Greg.
"Sure, let's fuck later." Thyra said while stretching her arms.
"He's a strange one, don't you agree, lass?" He asked, rubbing his butt.
"Who?" Thyra asked curiously.
"The newcomer with the machine."
Her eyes lit up.
"Oh, yes." She nodded.
Ever since Thyra came to Succubus Village and met the strange man, she's been very intrigued by him. But at the same time, there was something about him that was rubbing the warrior woman the wrong way…
A man that claims to come from Grangold, has unique weapons, is suffering from head trauma, and claims her friend is a succubus? Thyra has a degree of supernatural senses, so she should know that her friend isn't a succubus. Yeah, she senses feelings of lust at times from the Village Chief, but Thyra never pinned her as being a succubus.
Thyra is quite lusty herself, so she shouldn't judge a woman that must release herself on a man, especially when that woman has a busy schedule.
Thyra blew a raspy.
"Like a succubus would be running a town; she'd be too busy thinking about fucking, fucking, and more fucking to be a good and responsible leader. Besides, the village was peaceful, and everyone was treated fair." Thyra thought.
At first, Thyra was a little skeptical about Corey, especially the night when he said that her friend was a succubus. However, after the Village Chief told her of Corey's head issue, him admitting that he wasn't feeling well, and his apology at the accusation, Thyra forgave him.
Thyra didn't sense any malicious presence coming from him when he apologized. It was genuine confusion, doubt, but there was also a feeling of being homesick.
Why would he be homesick when he can return back to Grangold with his machine? Nothing is stopping the man from going back…
"That machine he has…" Thyra thought.
"What do you have in there, Corey?"
Thyra was a little bewildered at Corey ducking and dodging her about entering his machine. He claimed that she was too big and Thyra didn't mind at the time, but curiosity at what was inside of it began to gnaw at the back of her head.
However, something else was gnawing at her loins. She kept trying to keep it down by going for Corey, but he keeps slipping away from her grasp; the attempted seduction with the sexy nightgown she bought failed when he accused her friend of being a monster.
Thyra wasn't this persistent at chasing one man as she can easily find other men that are willing to warm her bed for the night, but it was the fact that Corey was exotic and intriguing that excited her.
Although, she wouldn't get the man she wanted, she needed to do something about this annoying rising lust.
Thyra knew this desire of needing to get dicked down every now and then wasn't from her own life experience; she actually wasn't interested in sex years back. It was her monster blood that turned her into a nymphomaniac.
Thyra was no monster and was proud being a human being, but at times…she felt like a monster girl wearing human skin and she despised the feeling. Had she went around wearing fake long ears and made the color of her armor green instead of black, everyone would have thought she was a lewd elf warrior and not a human woman.
She knew she had monster blood running in her when the day she forced herself on a teenage boy that wasn't interested and already had a girlfriend…
"On second thought…" Thyra grinned.
"Maybe we could do some training to better resist pleasure attacks that will benefit me and the guardsmen of the village."
Greg's eyes widened.
"And just how many men are you going to take, lass!?" He asked in shock.
"Three is enough. Go fetch some willing guards, I need to freshen up." She said, shooing the man out.
The warrior woman was left alone in the barracks; she walked over to a nearby mirror on the wall and struck a pose.
She was breathtaking in her own eyes.
Strong as a battle-hardened warrior, but still had the feminine charm of a noble lady wearing a pretty dress. It was why Thyra wore lipstick and painted her nails; she wanted to be strong but did not want to look like a brawny masculine man in the process.
Thyra wanted the power of the brave and tough male Hero, but also wanted the beauty and grace of a princess. Luckily, she had both.
Thyra grinned as she flexed her bicep, but her smile left her face when her image in the mirror began to change.
She frowned at the new image she saw in the mirror…
It was a little ten-year-old girl that was so skinny from lack of eating anything and with tears streaming down her cheeks. Her long crimson hair was dirty and unruly, and her clothes torn and filthy.
The warrior's woman teeth grinded in anger as old voices from the past came back to haunt her.
"No one takes our men…and lives."
"Those bitches destroyed my carriage…"
"I'm losing him…"
"Were did you go…?"
"Give him back…"
"Parasites…"
"Where's my mommy?"
"Half-breed mongrel…"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Thyra shouted and punched the mirror, breaking it and cutting her hand.
It still bothered her to this very day; Thyra didn't know her real family, but she knew that her mother was probably some damn monster given her heritage. She still to this day doesn't know what kind of monster her mother was.
Thyra had a strong feeling it was either a dragon or a female minotaur given the fact that she had up average strength than normal humans; hell, she still remembers the time of beating up homeless boys that were bigger than her when she was raiding trash cans for food when she was a petite teen girl.
Thyra sighed and went over to her bag to patch up her hand. The pain brought some clarity to her head, but she still needed to get rid of the ache in her loins.
"Fuck you mom." She muttered angrily.
"Fuck you for making me into a human monster girl…" She said with misty eyes.
She dug through her bag and took out a vial; a special kind of vial that she uses when she is about to have sex. A potion to temporarily stop her eggs from being inseminated; a type of birth control potion that she had her old best friend brew for her.
The sex isn't that satisfying to her unless the man nuts inside her; she doesn't know why, but it felt like a pleasure bomb going off inside her when she feels the man's hot seed sloshing around in her womb.
It was probably the monster heritage in her of wanting to be inseminated so badly. It may have felt awesome to her, but it still made Thyra feel like shit as this desire of getting impregnated is making her feel like a harpy in heat at times. Sometimes she thought her mother was maybe a succubus due to her high sex drive.
She heard footsteps and Thyra didn't even need to guess at who was coming in.
"Thyra, are you ok? Why is the mirror broken?" One of the men asked. She turned to face them with a smile on her face.
"Lass, are you crying?" Greg asked with concern.
"Nope." She shook her head.
"I'm just a bit tired and yawned. Sorry about the mirror, I was just testing my knuckle endurance by punching sharp glass." She replied, slipping on her "sweet and gentle warrior" mask.
"Hurry and undress." Thyra ordered.
"A little gang bang will make me forget about those stinky bad memories…"
When the men's clothes dropped to the floor, she licked her lips.
"Hora, hora…"
"Ahh, finally…that itch is gone." Thyra said with satisfaction while walking on the road. Unfortunately, it only calmed her down just for a couple of weeks. The men sadly did not last long, and she could not fault them.
She was human so she gained no benefit from drinking semen like the monsters and she did not want to be a mother any time soon, so she always had to have that special potion when she wanted to get her rocks off.
Her stamina was a bit higher than an average woman so Thyra wasn't really disappointed that they busted so quickly. Her pleasure skills were rather poor too as she devoted most of her fighting style to tearing the enemy to pieces as quickly as possible training rather than force the enemy to cum fast training.
She was a nympho yes, but she would not stoop to learning how to use pleasure skills like some skanky succubus.
Pleasure attacks are mostly aimed at men, anyway. To ensure the monster captures a resisting man alive and fucks him for his seed. Oh, it can be used on human women, but from her traveling, she didn't really encounter any monster that preyed on human women.
Lesbian monster girls do exist somewhere, and the monsters aren't afraid to use pleasure attacks on each other, but a monster that shuns men and wants only to screw other females? That case has never come up to Thyra's knowledge.
The succubi don't count as they literally fuck anything that breathes and has a pulse…
As she was about to walk into a shop to stock up on supplies, she stopped and looked at Corey's car that was parked next to the Inn. The curiosity at what was inside Corey's car was eating her up, so maybe she should go take a look.
"What do you have in the machine dark-skinned man?" She thought.
However, after taking a step towards the parked car, a voice called her name.
"Thyra!" A feminine yelled out the warrior woman's name in excitement.
"Huh?" Thyra turned as the voice sounded familiar.
What she saw made Thyra sequel in joy.
"Caera!"
There was a petite woman riding on a horse entering the village; the woman didn't even wait for the horse to come to a stop, she leaped from the horse's back like a frog and came running at the warrior woman.
Thyra ran up to the other woman that was way shorter than her; this woman being as tiny as 3'5 while the muscular warrior woman was a towering 6'5. Thyra grabbed the small woman's hands, and the two began jumping around in a circle while still squealing.
This strange behavior of course drew attention from the villagers, seeing two tough-looking battle-hardened women suddenly morph into dancing overexcited teenage schoolgirls.
The woman had blue eyes and brown hair that was short, fuzzy, and tomboyish. She had pale skin and a curvy figure. Due to her youthful face and the woman being small in stature, everyone would have assumed she was a little girl, but the woman had very large boobs that was a bit bigger than even Thyra's breasts.
She was what men would call a short stack; a woman that isn't really tall but is very buxom and curvy.
For clothing, she wore green shirt with light brown pants, a gray cloak, and black sandals. Her armor consisted of a leather helmet and chainmail vest that was hidden under her green shirt.
The woman carried a crossbow, a short sword, and wore a combat belt that held a few daggers, some vials, and pouches.
The small woman wore pink lipstick and had her fingernails painted pink.
Caera had a scar running down her left cheek.
"Caera, you tiny bitch!" Thyra cried.
"How's my favorite bull dyke doing!?"
"Shut up, you itty bitty bitch!" Thyra chuckled.
"My melons ain't so itty-bitty you man with boobies!" Caera giggled.
Despite the insults flying, the two women did not hate each other. They were gigging as they hugged tightly like close sisters that's been gone for a while finally meeting after weeks of not seeing each other. It even got to the point that Thyra started to tickle the short woman.
In addition to not only be just as sex crazy as Thyra and disliking monsters, she was a monster-blooded human like her. Thyra was able to discover her monster heritage when the two teamed up on a mercenary mission to hunt and slay a spider that can cast magic spells.
At first, she thought Caera was going to be dead weight and lacking strength due to her tiny frame, but she was proven wrong when she watched the short woman danced around the spider and hacked it to pieces with nothing but a dagger.
This further cemented that she was indeed monster blooded. Thyra had a feeling that Caera has fairy blood, given at how she is a playful prankster, her childish behavior, and her unusually small height, despite being a twenty-six-year-old grown woman.
"Stop it, dyke! Cut it out!" Caera cried.
"What in Ilias's holy cunt are ya doin' here, shrimp-tits?" Thyra chuckled while tickling her.
"C-Came here t-to-haha-to shack up! I-I never ex-hahaha-pected you're a-ass to be h-here, girl ape!" Caera struggled to get out.
Thyra finally placed her down while the short woman was busy catching her breath.
"Where are the others, loli-big boobs?"
"Traveling around, muscle woMAN. We decided to split and go our separate ways after you left us a few months ago." Caera replied.
Thyra chuckled.
"I hope you all did not become disbanded from something terrible, shorter stack."
"Oh, no, oak tree bitch. We just decided to sightsee around by ourselves, I wanted to check out Succubus Village because I heard they had some good fucking potato dishes."
"Well, come along, to the restaurant tiny n tits. The food and drink won't disappoint, and I have much to tell you!" She wrapped an arm around Caera and the two started to walk to the bar.
"Whoa there, miss-I-can't-get-a-man-because-I'm-too-buff. I need to put my buddy, Spirit into the stables." Caera pointed to her brown horse.
"Fine, I'll meet you at the bar after you took care of your business, miss-little-girl-that-has-breasts-bigger-than-her-head."
"Haha, see ya there, meathead."
She was about to leave, but she paused.
"Oh, do you want some candy, pussyman?"
Caera dug into her pocket to take out some candy.
"No, thank you, I am fine, lil' squeaker."
"Kay, see ya there, I hope to find a hot hunk to spend the night with before you can. Oh, haha, who am I kidding! You scare away men with your muscles! Your clit is probably bigger than their dicks, beefcake!" Caera giggled like a naughty child.
Thyra gave her a smug smirk.
"Ara, ara, for your information, I just spent a lovely hour with three strapping young men. Eat it, ya boob goblin!"
Caera growled cutely.
"Don't you be stealing men from me when I ain't looking, macho slut. Let's fight, kyaaa!"
Caera pulled out her short sword and got into a battle stance.
"Oh, are you challenging me, petite bitch?" Thyra said with amusement.
"Believe it! I learned some new ninja tricks from seals I picked up from a kitsune I slain! Prepare yourself, your big ass is gonna fall over like a tree and when you do fall, I'll yell TIMBER!" Caera yelled out with excitement.
Thyra reached for her axe and shield with a maniac grin that split across her face.
"New tricks, huh? You got me curious my short friend, what exactly can you do, hung low?"
"Come over and find out, buff tits!~~" Caera teased.
"Hoho, then come I shall, compacted whore!"
Thyra charged at the short woman while quickly drawing her weapons. Their weapons clashed with a loud clang.
A few of the adventuring warrior men that were walking by looked on in amazement.
"Why do they have a strong monster vibe to them?" One of the men asked.
"It feels like an axe-wielding minotauress and some kind of elf assassin are going at it…" One of them commented…
"What do we do about, Mr. Winchester?" Witch asked.
The two succubi were sitting in the mayor's office with the curtains over the windows. Both were in their true forms as constantly having to appear as human was becoming too uncomfortable at times and the two needed to stretch their wings and tails from time to time.
"We continue to watch over him, Witch." Succubus replied.
"I know some men think that succubi are in the village, but the fact that Mr. Winchester accused both me and you of being succubi is a little too on the nose for my comfort. I thought he would accuse the local prostitute of being one, but he came straight at us…"
Succubus sat at her desk with a thinking posture.
"I agree and the fact that he was trying really hard to not let me touch his hand is suspicious." Witch added.
"That man is indeed hiding something, Succubus."
Succubus sighed.
"Are we just being too suspicious, though? He could just be innocent."
Witch shook her head.
"Innocent or not, we must do what we can to help the succubi race. We came so far, Succubus, let's not falter over one tasty looking man. Lewd thoughts of how I want to play with him have been running through my mind lately…" Witch licked her lips.
"He is…intriguing. I touched him a little while ago and he smelled pretty yummy." Succubus agreed with a perverted smile.
"However, we must be careful. My friend Thyra is here and she has taken an interest in Mr. Winchester, so we'll have to be cautious in confronting him when she is around. If she finds out what we are and what the plan is…"
"She won't." Witch said quickly.
"And even if she does, we can handle a crazy warrior human woman. Should we really be scared of a human?" She arrogantly said.
"Thyra told me a tale at how she ripped out the horns, tail, and wings of a succubus and then shoved the succubus's own horns through her skull…" Succubus said with a serious expression.
"And it wasn't a weak succubus as she told me the succubus was a skilled swordsman and knew some wind magic being a devout follower of Slyph."
"Where's the proof of that? I am not doubting you Succubus, but many human adventurers, especially those foolish Ilias worshipping Heroes like to brag about killing monsters when they are weak and haven't done such feats. Oh, sure, they can gang up on young and weak monsters, but never against high-level ones like dragons." Witch said with skepticism.
Succubus went under her desk and pulled out two horns.
Witch's eyes widened.
"T-That…"
"Yes, not only did she tell me the story, but thought I should keep the remains of the succubus she killed. And it isn't the first time she's given me monster pieces whenever she comes to my village." Succubus gulped.
"Do we think we can take her if we work together?" Witch asked with concern. Succubus nodded.
"Yes, I've actually took the time to study how she fights and what her unique skills are. Did you think I would not create an emergency plan to takedown a crazy human woman that likes butchering monsters? I want to like Thyra, but she is a threat to me and my kind and when the plan unveils itself, she would either need to become a monster and join us or die." Succubus said, standing up from her seat.
"I can defeat her. She's strong yes, but she is no legendary Heinrich…unless she does something, I don't see coming…"
"She's monster blooded, right?" Witch asked.
"Yeah." Succubus nodded.
"I think she'll make quite a powerful ally if we can awaken her monster blood and make her forget about humanity; she'll be a fearsome succubus." Witch smiled.
"I know, that's why I didn't try to kill her after finding out she was a batshit crazy monster hating bitch that would make an anti-monster Ilias Hero look like a saint. If we could turn her into a succubus and get her on our side, AND you can get the ritual to succeed, we'll have quite a sturdy stronghold for succubi everywhere!" Succubus said with pride.
"Oh, yes, and all the men will be ours for the taking." Witch agreed.
"As long as Thyra's sister warriors doesn't show up in my village, or Mr. Winchester has some powers, which is highly unlikely because I didn't sense anything special from his soul. We can win."
"I didn't sense anything interesting coming from the strange man either and since when have you heard the last of these sister warriors?"
"Thyra told me that she's taking a break and is wandering around by her lonesome self. As for what they are currently doing right now? I don't know, but as long as they don't come to my village." Succubus said, putting the severed horns back.
"Alright, where is Mr. Winchester right now?"
"Some villagers told me that he left the village, but quickly came back in a rush. A villager told me he was limping to his bedroom and looked on the verge of fainting; he wasn't in a fight or looked wounded, but apparently witnesses saw his arm twitching a lot as he made his way back to his room."
"Hmmm…" Witch pondered.
She snapped her fingers and her succubus features vanished and returned to looking like a normal human woman.
"What are you doing, Witch?" Succubus asked curiously.
"I'm going to take a little peek at his machine that he calls a car. It's been bothering me at what secrets he has in there."
"Very well, do not get caught."
"Yes, ma'am."
Caera is like Hestia from "How to Pick Up Girls from the Dungeon." or like Uzaki from "Uzai-chan Wants to Hangout" as in Caera is a woman with a small height, but is very busty and curvy.