(Contains cocknosis and brainfuckery)

"What's the matter? That all you got?" Yang Xiao Long was in a pretty good mood, which made her a stark contrast to the ring of defeated fighters around her in the alley. "Heh. Typical boys. All bark and no bite. And here I was hoping for a real fight~"

The underground fighting ring had sounded like a fun time when the huntress had first heard of it. And to be fair, she hadn't been wrong, exactly. It was fun, just in the 'beat up a ton of losers' way, instead of 'fighting challenging opponents' way. Oh well! She could definitely enjoy being the uncontested top dog in a small town like this, at least until she moved on back to her mission.

"Well, don't feel too bad," she said, turning to leave, her voice anything but comforting. "There's no shame in losing to the better woman. You all crawl home, lick your wounds, and- Hm?"

She paused. There was someone else here. Standing between her and the exit of the alley was a thin man in dark clothes. Actually, he looked pretty scrawny. Was he a member of this gang as well?

"Oh, well look at that - you had another challenger hiding somewhere, did you?" She snorted. This guy was by far the most pathetic looking of the lot. A complete mook if she'd ever seen one. No way he was a serious threat. The blonde bent forwards, giving him her most confident grin. "Go on then, little guy. Show me what you've got."

But the man did something unexpected. Instead of charging in or putting up his fists, instead he reached down, and...

Ziiiiip

"Okay, that wasn't what I- Woah." Yang blanched for a moment, and then her eyes widened as they registered the length of what emerged from the guy's pants. Now there was a monster cock!

Not that that would help him.

"Cocky, aren't you?" She said, utterly unable to resist the pun. Her grin was only growing wider as he approached, his cock swinging. She didn't see any reason to move. "I bet your friends think you're a real dick. What's that thing supposed to do, huh? Do you think I'm going to fall down on my knees-"

FWAP

"-And worship your divine dick like the brainless bitch I am, Master?" She finished with a lovestruck gasp, as the man suddenly flashed forward far faster than she expected and slapped her in the face with his dick.

Maybe it was the power of a semblance. Maybe it was some kind of magic. Maybe it was a gift from the grimm. Yang had no idea what it was. All she knew was that the instant the cock slapped into her face it smacked every thought and idea that wasn't about worshiping her master and his glorious rod right out of her head. In a split second, Yang Xiao Long went from powerful huntress to walking cocksleeve.

Her jaw dropped open, tongue lolling out as she gazed with fixed reverence at the dick that now dictated her life, unable to tear her eyes away from such a magnificent sight. Her head was spinning, her heart racing, totally unable to think about doing anything other than whatever this man wanted!

And she was about to be in luck.

"Kneel." Her master spoke, his cock still in her face.

The pavement cracked as her aura-powered knees slammed down into it. Drool was already starting to splash onto her top.

"Strip."

Another simple command that Yang was all too happy to obey. Without a moment's hesitation she reached up and grabbed her collar with both hands, before pulling them apart. Her damp top was torn apart with a lot rriiiiip and then tossed aside, her bra going with it. A moment latter the same thing happened to her shorts and panties, leaving her kneeling in the middle of the alley, naked as the day she was born.

The man chuckled, slapping his conquest in the face for a second time, and Yang felt her head go even spacier for a moment. "That's better. Not so tough now, are you whore?"

"Not at all Master!" The once proud huntress babbled happily, eager to agree with anything she was told. Her mind had been entirely rewritten with just one slap. "I'm just a stupid slut who thought she could stand up against you and got taught her place by your wonderful cock, sir!"

"Heh." The man laughed, looking down at the degraded fighter. His smile was cruel. "But you're still pretty wordy. I don't think someone as dumb as you deserves to string so much as a sentence together. Don't you agree?"

"Oh yes sir!" Despite agreeing with all of her heart, Yang couldn't help but continue to talk. "A dumb bitch like me should know her place! My lips are for sucking and my ass is for fucking!"

"That sounds about right." He drew back for a moment, his dick rubbing along the woman's face before pulling away, leaving her to whine in disappointment. "So let's give you some help with that..."

He walked around her casually, stopping on her right side and directing her to look forwards. "Now. Why don't you tell me a little about yourself, bitch?"

"Certainly sir!" She was only too happy to obey! "My name is Yang XiOOoooooooohhhhhhh-!"

That cock. That magical cock. Master had just thrust it right into her ear and down into her useless, mushy brain. She moaneed loudly, pink light filling her eyes with spirals as pleasure filled her.

"Keep going, slut."

Unable to resist, Yang tried to continue, drool dripping down her chin with every word.

"M-Mah naahm ish Y-Yahng Shoaw Lung..." She stuttered. "A-ah'm a huntrsshhhoohhhhhh...~"

It was impossible. Utterly impossible. Whatever power that cock had, it had completely brainwashed the feisty Yang just by slapping her in the face. That was nothing compared to what was happening now. Her master was literally pumping his cock in through her ears and fucking her brains. The source of all that power, now directly inside her skull. Her words were turning into sludge on her tongue, and with every thrust she was forgetting more and more of what she was trying to say...

But that didn't matter. "I can't hear you, cunt! Start again!"

Her eyes were nothing but spirals by now. She gasped with joy, feeling her master pump into her again, and rushed to speak once more, drool dripping all over her bouncing tits.

"Mm' Yong..." She managed, eyes fluttering as her mashed brains struggled to pull any information together at all. "An' M' ah... slut!"

Splurt

"Oooouuuughhhhh~" The slut's tongue flopped uselessly and her eyes crossed as her Master finally unloaded inside her skull, creamy thick fluid flooding her brain. What was left of her mind melted down instantly, reducing the once fierce and proud Yang Xiao Long to nothing more than a nameless, empty headed fuckdoll, completely and utterly.

She knelt there, staring at nothing, giggling at empty air with a wide, blank smile on her face, as her Master, the centre of her dim and brainless world, pulled his cock out of her with a 'pop'.

"Yes, there we go. That's much better." The man stepped back for a moment, looking over the once great huntress. Then he glanced around at his injured companions, and looked back at her with a grin. "But there's still a few more things we can do with you..."

The slut giggled.

-

No one ever knew for sure what happened to Yang Xiao Long. She simply disappeared one day, leaving no trace of where she'd gone. Some thought she fell to the grimm, like many a hunter. Some thought she'd just quit and run off to take a new identity in another kingdom. No one knew for sure.

There was only one lead, one piece of evidence that showed up on a black market a few weeks after she vanished without a trace. A video recording. A simple film.

In it, a woman who looked very much like the vanished Yang knelt, facing the camera, being vigorously fucked through her ears. She was nude, her tits bouncing into camera frame with every thrust, and across her chest the word 'Defeated' had been scrawled in permanent marker. Her eyes were pink spirals, and her mindlessly blank grin assured anyone who watched that there was absolutely no thought going on inside her head. A suspicion which would be confirmed when, after a few moments, whoever was fucking her would pump her so full of cum that some would squirt out the other side of her head, and all she did was drool.

But no one who watched the tape could believe that Yang would ever let herself be used like this - despite the similar looks, this had to be someone else. And so the evidence was discarded...

... And Yang Xiao Long was never seen again.