Keyaru sat alone in the vast, silent hall, the enchanted whip still dangling from his fingers. The distant echoes of broken villainesses and discarded maids no longer entertained him. Torture had grown stale. The power trip felt empty.
He exhaled slowly, cracking his knuckles.
"I'm done with screaming and crying. I want resistance. I want to *beat* something worth beating."
He stood up, rolling his shoulders. His body — already enhanced far beyond human limits rippled with raw power. He adjusted the summoning circle once again, this time infusing it with specific parameters: powerful succubi from across dimensions. Thick. Strong. Arrogant. And completely stripped of their supernatural abilities the moment they arrived.
"Bring me a real one."
The circle exploded with deep crimson and violet energy. Demonic wings and the heavy scent of lust and brimstone filled the air.
A towering, voluptuous figure materialized.
**Lilithara**, the Crimson Succubus Sovereign, stepped through the rift. She was an absolute unit of sinful perfection — nearly 6'4" tall with an exaggerated hourglass figure. Massive, heavy breasts bigger than her head strained against a barely-there black leather corset. Her waist was comically narrow before flaring into wide, breeding hips and an enormous, fat, jiggly ass that could smother a man. Thick, powerful thighs rubbed together with every step, and long, curved demonic horns crowned her head. Blood-red skin, glowing golden eyes, and a long, spade-tipped tail completed the image of a succubus queen who had conquered countless worlds through sex and domination.
Lilithara smirked arrogantly, licking her full lips. "Well, well… a mortal who can summon me? How deliciou—"
Keyaru snapped his fingers.
A powerful **Deterioration Heal** slammed into her, stripping away every ounce of demonic magic, charm aura, energy drain, and supernatural strength. Lilithara staggered, suddenly feeling the full weight of her own thick, curvaceous body without any enhancement.
"What… what did you do to me?!" she snarled, golden eyes widening in shock.
Keyaru cracked his neck and dropped into a fighting stance, fists raised.
"I'm going to beat the shit out of you. Then I'm going to fuck your throat until you pass out like a broken toy. No powers. Just fists and cock. Come at me, succubus."
Lilithara's face twisted with rage and humiliation. Stripped of her magic, she still had a powerful, athletic body built for domination. She roared and charged, throwing a heavy right hook.
**BOOM!**
Keyaru blocked it with his forearm and countered with a brutal uppercut to her stomach. His fist sank deep into her soft, toned abs. Lilithara gasped, spit flying from her mouth as she staggered back.
"You— bastard—!"
She recovered quickly and launched a flurry of heavy punches. Keyaru weaved and countered, exchanging hard blows. His knuckles smashed into her massive left breast, making it bounce violently. She landed a solid kick to his side, but he absorbed it and responded with a devastating hook to her jaw.
**CRACK!**
Lilithara spun from the force, blood trickling from her lip. Keyaru didn't let up. He rushed in, pounding her thick body with heavy combinations body shots that made her fat tits and ass jiggle, uppercuts that snapped her head back, and low kicks that slammed into her powerful thighs.
"You hit like a spoiled whore," he taunted, ducking under a wild swing and driving a knee into her stomach.
Lilithara doubled over, gasping. Keyaru grabbed her by the horns and slammed a brutal elbow into her face, splitting her lip further. She roared in fury and tackled him, using her superior weight and thick body to drive him back. They crashed into a marble pillar, trading short, vicious punches at close range.
Her heavy breasts pressed against his chest as she tried to overpower him. Keyaru grinned savagely, grabbed her by the waist, and suplexed her hard onto the floor. The impact made her entire voluptuous body jiggle.
Before she could recover, he mounted her and rained down heavy punches — left, right, left smashing into her face, breasts, and ribs. Lilithara bucked and cursed, landing several desperate punches to his sides and face, splitting his lip.
They rolled across the floor in a violent, sweaty brawl. Fists, elbows, knees, and kicks flew wildly. Keyaru's enhanced strength gave him the edge, but Lilithara's thick, powerful body made her durable and dangerous. She landed a brutal knee to his groin that made even him grunt in pain, but he responded by slamming her head into the floor repeatedly.
After nearly fifteen minutes of savage hand-to-hand combat, Lilithara was breathing heavily, covered in bruises, blood, and sweat. Her massive breasts were reddened from punches, her thick thighs quivered, and her face was swollen.
Keyaru, also bruised but far from finished, grabbed her by the horns and forced her onto her knees.
"Time to shut you up."
He freed his thick, rock-hard cock and slammed it straight down her throat in one brutal motion. Lilithara's golden eyes bulged as nearly half his length invaded her gullet instantly.
"GLRK—?!"
Keyaru didn't give her any mercy. He grabbed both of her horns like handlebars and started face-fucking her with violent, deep thrusts. His heavy balls slapped against her chin as he forced every inch down her tight throat repeatedly.
**GLUCK-GLUCK-GLUCK-GLUCK!**
Lilithara gagged violently, thick strings of throat slime and saliva exploding from her stretched lips and nostrils. Her golden eyes watered and rolled back as she choked and retched around his cock. Keyaru pounded her face mercilessly, using her throat like a fleshlight, slamming her nose against his pelvis with every thrust.
"Take it, you arrogant succubus bitch. Gag on it."
He fucked her throat harder, ignoring her desperate struggles. Lilithara's massive breasts bounced wildly as she convulsed, hands weakly slapping at his thighs. Her face turned red, then purple from lack of oxygen. Thick bubbles of spit ran down her chin and onto her heaving tits.
Keyaru kept going, brutally deepthroating her without pause. Her throat bulged obscenely with every savage thrust. Her body started twitching violently as she ran out of air.
Finally, with a deep growl, Keyaru buried his cock to the hilt down her throat and held it there. Lilithara's eyes rolled completely back. Her body convulsed one last time… then went limp.
She passed out cold, still impaled on his cock, drool pouring from her stretched lips.
Keyaru held her there for several more seconds before pulling out with a wet pop. Long strands of throat slime connected her gasping, unconscious mouth to his cock. He let her collapse forward onto the floor in a broken, drooling heap — face swollen, throat bulging, thick body covered in bruises and sweat.
He looked down at her unconscious form with cold satisfaction.
"Not bad for the first one."
He summoned chains and opened a new section of the dungeon — one specifically for his new "brawling toys."
"Next succubus. Make her even thicker."
The circle pulsed again, hungry for fresh meat.