You continue to observe the majestic room surrounding you. The intricate tiles of the floor, a checkered pattern of beautiful white marble and black onyx, attract your eyes to the far side of the room, where twin staircases on opposite walls curve upward flawlessly to the balcony, where more priceless art fills the walls and comes to an end in two gigantic double doors resting in the perfect center of the balcony.
The statues throughout the room are a hypnotic shade of white, and all of them portray naked human figures. Strangely, the different sides of the room are gender sensitive. Along one wall, all the way up the staircase, even in the upper reaches of the balcony, flawless women of different sizes and races are portrayed, frozen forever in marble, displaying their nude beauty. Their breasts are all without error, culminating in erect nipples that seem almost exactly human. Every detail is amazingly accurate, even down to the exposed genitals of the statue women.
Your eyes meet the double doors, and as they continue across the wall, the gender of the statues changes. Beginning at the frame of the doors and continuing back down the stairs and along the wall beside you, statues of men stand strong, boasting wonderfully sculpted muscles and perfect faces. You also cannot help but notice their hanging penises, and admire the detail spent on the genitalia of the statues.
The paintings also depict men and women, all nude, in various poses. More alarm bells sound in your head. It seems that the room is entirely dedicated to men and women without clothes, and you know deep down that in a place like the Dungeon of Depraved Demons, this ought to seriously worry you.
Your consideration is interrupted, though, when the double doors are suddenly pushed open, and two naked, red humanoid creatures enter the room. Your first thought is one of concern, but it only lasts a moment. The two creatures are singularly the most beautiful people you have ever seen.
On the one side, a crimson red woman stands proudly. Her face is without defect, and is framed by flowing black hair that you immediately envy. Her voluptuous breasts are perfectly sized and shaped, and defy gravity as they pertly hang at attention. Your eyes trace down her thin, but muscular frame, past her flawless navel down to a patch of trimmed pubic hair, as black as the onyx tile you stand on. Your gaze comes to a rest on the folds of her vagina, and although you’ve never had any kind of attraction for women, you immediately want to bury your head between her thighs and taste the nectar that comes from that gorgeous woman.
A shift of your eyes, and you’re staring at a man every bit as beautiful as the woman beside him. His muscles are large enough to make you weak in the knees, but not so big as to make him brutish and unattractive. His face seems to be chiseled out of stone, and his cock is hanging down between his legs, and even from a distance, you know it’s the biggest you’ve ever seen. Entirely flaccid, the whole thing must be nine inches long. Another wave of lust shocks you, and despite the fact that anal has always turned you off, the thought of that cock spraying its load into your ass consumes your mind.
Both creatures have eyes that shine a bright yellow color, a pair of horns protruding from the skull, wings as black as the skies of midnight, and tails that swing effortlessly behind them.
Before a red haze of lust takes your mind over, you have one last conscious thought that rises up from studies of basic mythology. Two words come present themselves and seem to echo in your skull. No amount of mental effort can drive them away.
“The incubus and succubus...” You think. |