The Lamia's Embrace (ALT) (Patreon)

“If you have sssomething to sssay, then sssay it!” The lamia’s colossal cock was right in front of the adventurer’s face, and as Druscilla hissed, the organ twitched menacingly. “Or would you like to be sssqueezed again?”

“N-no, please!” Honor… was nothing in the face of death, Sheira was realizing. “No, please…” She took a deep breath. “I was always taught that… Creatures like you are breasts… Without souls or minds…” Aware that the lamia would obviously find this offensive, the young adventurer shuddered and lowered her head. “P-please don’t… It’s my religion, it’s what the gods decreed, I didn’t…”

“Your religion?” Druscilla’s tail twitched as the lamia let out a hiss of anger. “You little… You think the godsss anointed you to be the chosssen people?” The lamia let out a cruel chuckle, her long tongue tasting the air as Sheira shuddered in fear. “Tell me, human… Do you take pride in what you are? In being a human?”

Sheira held up a hand as Druscilla’s bent down, her massive shadow falling over the young adventurer. “I…” She gulped nervously, aware of the lamia’s cold eyes staring into her. “I… Yes, I do.” Sheira admitted, ashamed. She wasn’t ashamed of her words, of course. They were true; humans were superior to creatures like Druscilla. What Sheira was ashamed of was that she, a human, was being forced to kneel before this… beast. Surely the gods themselves would be disgusted at the lamia’s disgusting lack of respect.

Druscilla’s smile returned, now colored with a mix of delight and cruelty. “Excssellent…” The lamia licked her lips, saliva dripping gently down her pale chin. “I had been consssidering sssimply devouring you…” Sheira felt her heart almost stop at those words. “...But I now have sssomething far better in mind for a contemptible creature sssuch as yourssself…”