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Return of Apollo the half-elf, half-dragonborn on his quest to be a traveling cleric. Turns out the handsome healer can help in other ways when it comes to meeting horny onis.

Apollo had been on his journey as a cleric for several weeks. The half-dragonkin, half-elf had mainly just been making himself as helpful as possible, using his divine magic to bless and heal anyone who needed it. He was a natural with his holy powers and had been doing a lot of good with them.

One day he went trekking into the mountains. He had figured the dangerous area would have people in need. He did not factor in that he wasn’t much of a fighter himself and that there wouldn’t be many people to help HIM, but so was his oblivious nature.

He hiked up all the same, dressed in his usual loose cleric garments. Small patches of dragon scales dotted his body, a more than generous amount of it exposed by his loose robes. He had handsome if slightly feminine features and a leanly muscular body that had left many swooning over the kind-hearted half-elf. Short but wavy blue hair over his thin, pointed ears completed his charming look.

He walked through the crude dirt path with little more than a bag slung over one shoulder. He’d stopped seeing hikers about an hour ago, but that just further convinced him that anyone higher up would need his help even more. When he heard some twigs snapping up ahead and a dark silhouette moving through the trees, he stopped to wave to them.

“Hey there! Did you need any… oh.”

The shadow kept growing as he realized it was much farther away than he had realized. The woman stepped out onto the trail at over seven feet tall. Her red skin bulged with muscle and curves,. An exaggerated hourglass figure was joined by dense abs around the middle. Two horns sprouted from beneath her wild black hair, and she wore a tiger print (or perhaps just actual tiger skin) loincloth and top. She looked down at the cleric who stood over two feet shorter than she was.

“What the hell are you doing here?” the oni asked, furrowing her brow.

“Uh… nothing. I was just seeing if anyone needed… help,” Apollo squeaked out.

The burly demon looked him over, clearly sizing up Apollo. She seemed to like what she saw since she grabbed him by the collar of his robes. Apollo let out a yelp as he was lifted off his feet and the red woman flashed him a toothy, leering smile.

“Well this is no place for a little lady like you,” the oni warned jovially.

“A what like me?”

The amazonian demon ignored his question and stuffed him under one of her arms. She carried him easily, tucked away like a football as he found himself mushed between her muscular arm and her full, bouncing breast.

“Pretty little things don’t last long out here. But don’t worry. I’ll keep ya safe. I might even make a pretty little wife out of you just to keep you nice and closeby.”

Apollo looked sheepish at that. She’d confused his slim and pretty features for being a woman. It wasn't the first time it had happened, but never to this extreme. He kept trying to grab her attention to correct her, but she seemed too satisfied with her discovery to listen to his meek attempts. He was carried off like a piece of luggage until they reached her cave, a spacious area with several monster skulls on stakes mounted out front to mark her territory. Apollo suddenly felt even less motivated to correct her.

“Here we are! Lair sweet lair!” she announced.

She set the half-elf down on an uneven heap of furs and blankets that seemed to serve as her bed. The cave had a few thick torches burning to keep things lit well enough to see. A large cauldron remained suspended over a firepit where she presumably threw whatever she scavenged or killed into one big stew.

The oni sat down in front of Apollo, crossing her legs to sit more comfortably. She didn’t seem to care at all that this let her surprise guest look right up her loincloth, catching every tensed muscle of her inner thigh. She had an unkept black bush growing just as wild as the rest of her hair, but the angle let him see that she was already dripping wet just from ogling the handsome cleric.

“My name’s Juri, and this is where the magic happens,” she said with a grin.

“Oh… you know magic too, huh?” Apollo asked, desperate to change the subject.

“Of course not,” Juri laughed, proudly puffing up her chest over her ignorance.

“Who needs spells when you can bearhug a boulder into pebbles?”

“Well… I have healing magic. I came out here as part of my cleric pilgrimage…”

Juri’s eyes widened with surprise and delight.

“Oh! So you’re a holy woman! A pure maiden to the core. You really looked the part!”

“I mean, the holy part is right…” Apollo muttered.

Not only was he a man, but the purity she was talking about was long gone after the departing orgy he had with his friends before starting his journey.

“Then that means you can conduct the ceremony yourself! I can make a proper wife out of you and show you what a gal like me can do.”

She leaned down to Apollo’s level and cupped his chin in two of her powerful fingers. She tilted him up to gaze into his eyes with a smiling seductive expression. The half-elf blushed under her overwhelming stare.

“Or we could always just skip to the honeymoon,” Juri chuckled, leaning in closer still.

Apollo’s eyes swept over Juri’s strong and curvy body. She was certainly attractive, considering “too big” wasn’t a common phrase in the half-elf’s mind. He hesitated a moment before he leaned in and kissed her full on the lips. Considering that the other option was agreeing to marry the borderline feral stranger, this felt like the easier option.

Juri emitted a small, happy purr as she started to return the kiss. She was every bit as big and messy as she appeared to be, even with her oral approach. She opened her mouth to slide her tongue right out and into his as she wrapped her arms around Apollo, trapping him in her drooling embrace. The half-elf’s back cracked as she held him tightly, giggling into his mouth in delight.

“Shy little thing, aren’t ya? Don’t worry. I’ll have you making plenty of noise before long,” Juri mused as she slid a strong hand down the front of Apollo’s robes.

Her strong, massaging fingers rubbed over Apollo’s toned pectorals. His chest was full but soft enough for the oni to mistake them for a small set of breasts. The blue-haired boy’s soft moans at her touch did nothing to convince her otherwise. A firm push to Apollo’s chest made him flop back onto the makeshift bedding where Juri quickly moved to mount him.

The heavy oni’s weight pressed down on Apollo’s groin, making his slowly warming up erection twitch beneath her. The thick-skinned beauty didn’t seem to notice that either as she peeled off her top, exposing more of her muscular and curvy flesh. Her huge breasts bounced freely into place without the furs to contain them, her hard, deeply pink nipples pointing towards him with a clear interest.

“Oh wow,” Apollo gasped.

“Looks like my little bride’s got good taste,” Juri laughed as she caught him staring.

His hands went instinctively to feel and cup the big red boobs. They were too big to contain in his hands, the warm and juicy flesh overflowing past his fingertips. Juri smiled watching him play with them, letting Apollo explore her bountiful bosom by hand. He raised his head just enough to slide his lips around one of her nipples, kissing and lightly sucking on it until she purred appreciatively.

“Don’t worry, little lady. I’ll be gentle.”

Juri slid just to one side, leaving her breasts in his face while freeing up his lower body. She ran her hand down Apollo’s middle, brushing aside the robes as she went. She only hesitated when she pulled it away from his crotch and she had tugged down his simple loincloth. His hard cock bobbed out of its confines eager to meet her.

“Oh! Okay…” Juri noted in clear surprise.

Apollo winced, awaiting her response to the discovery.

“I didn’t know they made wives with cocks these days! The shit they come up with,” the oni laughed in a bemused tone.

Without missing a beat, she grabbed his cock in one meaty hand. Apollo gasped and shuddered from her strong, rolling fingers starting to slowly but firmly jerk him off. His hardon quickly grew used to it, letting him lay back and moan into her bosom as she went on stroking.

“Nice cock on ya for a girl. Didn’t know I’d lucked out and caught a dickwife,” Juri chuckled.

It was hard to tell if Juri was just toying with him or if she was just that thick-headed. He was starting to favor the isolated monstergirl being that clueless, but the intense pleasure coming from her rough jerking overpowered any other thoughts.

“Oh you need it bad, don’t ya? Well, so do I!”

Juri lowered herself to wrap her mouth around Apollo’s throbbing cock. He gave another high-pitched grunt as he thrust into her face. Her hungry, drooling maw devoured his cock while still somehow avoiding her fangs, curling her lips in enough to protect him from the worst of them. Apollo was breathing heavily to resist the lightheadedness, which just made Juri’s strong, musky scent seem that much stronger.

He had his eyes clenched shut before the smell prompted him to gaze up at her again. Juri had stayed attached to his cock while draping her legs over his face. The shadow of her broad body didn’t prevent him from getting another good look up her loincloth. He got a close up view of her hairy pussy right before it dropped unceremoniously onto his face. His grunt from the impact was muffled by her wet lips more than covering his mouth. Apollo gasped for air, which opened his mouth to rub his tongue and lips against the burying pussy.

“MMM~! Atta girl! Get on in there,” Juri praised gruffly, pressing her broad ass down harder on top of him.

She ground her hips back into Apollo, riding his face so roughly that he was very grateful for the excess padding between him and the cave floor. His tongue swept up her excessive wetness, the bittersweet juices coating his mouth in the same way that her sloppy saliva was slathered all over his cock. Her shaggy hair bobbed up and down with her head, tickling Apollo’s thighs as she sucked him off and squeezed his balls. Her strong grip made him flinch, but it pushed him over the edge into fully orgasming into her face. Juri moaned appreciatively, lapping her tongue all over his shaft to greedily devour anything he shot into her mouth. Despite his smaller size, Apollo’s heavy load gushed out more than she could fit inside her at once. It splattered out past her lips and over her ruby tits, painting her like they were made of melting peppermint. She licked her lips greedily as Apollo settled down, still wearily huffing the musky fumes of her steaming hot pussy.

Juri rubbed his cock more delicately between two of her fingers. It twitched and oozed out another creamy white drop, but it remained about as hard as when she’d first found it. The brawny monster removed her snatch from Apollo’s face, leaving a thin trail of his saliva between his lips and her pussy. It snapped off quickly as she slid her hips forward, relocating them from his face to his pelvis before dropping them down again. Her thick, muscular ass knocked the wind out of Apollo, cutting off another groan as she sheathed his dick inside her with a one firm thrust.

“MMM~! There’s a good little dickwife!” Juri praised in her lust-tinged voice.

She squatted in place, bouncing her strong legs up and down to keep riding his dick. She did so with all the grace and care of a ranger with their horse, but her loose, wet pussy engulfed him as if to protect his dick from her aggressive humping. Her back and leg muscles pulsed in front of Apollo while he could still see her huge breasts bouncing from beyond her broad body. The half-elf’s body rattled with each crushing drop of her pelvis but it was too irresistible. He thrust up to meet her halfway, pushing himself harder and deeper inside Juri’s womanhood.

The ache of his muscles and pulsing cock were drowned out by her contagiously wild lust. Apollo found himself reaching out to grab onto her and pull her down for even firmer, more satisfying thrusts. He pulled on her hair enough to make Juri arch her back, then reached around to grab onto her tits like two huge stress balls. It was clear that he was nowhere near strong enough to actually hurt her, but the oni let out some passionate grunts from his passionate efforts.

“Yes! Yes! Good girl…” the sweaty, cum-stained oni encouraged him.

With another firm squeeze of her breasts, he pulled her down into one last, flashy slap of his hips against her juicy ass. They both let out a passionate cry as they came together. The pressure built up inside Juri’s pussy released all at once as their mixed cum filled her up and flooded out the rest. The sticky sexual mess spilled out over Apollo’s lap while Juri’s abs swelled out from her overstuffed womanhood. Her powerful legs clamped around Apollo’s lower half, keeping him buried deep inside her until he finished emptying his balls. She finally sighed and slid off of him, laying back contently. She draped a heavy arm around him like he was her half-elf teddy bear.

“Damn… did I ever get the jackpot on wives.”

Apollo was still catching his breath, sore and sweaty from the intense lovemaking. He appreciated that she had forgotten to go through with any actual marriage despite her remaining convinced. Juri let out a loud yawn that Apollo had to mimic in his own exhaustion.

“Well I’m tapped. You rearranged my guts real good, so I could use a nap before we go at it again.”

She squeezed Apollo tightly to her breast, rolling even further on top of him. With a quick kiss on top of his head, she quickly dozed off to some low, rhythmic snoring. The cleric paused and squirmed around. She didn’t wake from his struggles, but he was also far too weak to budge the sleeping, fucked into a coma oni. He settled back down on the furs, deciding that maybe it wasn’t so bad if he stayed with her a little longer before breaking the news that they weren’t married… not that he had much of a choice anyway.