Demonic Great Sage (Impregnation Edition)

"Such a sweetheart." Jade Warlord spoke, his voice oddly soft.

Wukong was surprised when Jade Warlord said that to him. He had been expecting a lot of insults like being called a mogwai, but never something like this. However, Jade Warlord continued, "I bet you're just like a young child, aren't you? So innocent and cute. Why, you're practically begging to be taken care of." He chuckled darkly. "Well, don't worry, little monkey. I'll be your big brother now. I'll take care of you."

Wukong gritted his teeth, refusing to let the Jade Warlord see any reaction on his face. He knew that giving in to the man's taunts would be the worst thing he could do. But as the Jade Warlord continued to speak in this strange, almost patronizing tone, it was hard for him to maintain his composure.

"I am no child…" Wukong growled, silently fighting the urge to lash out at the Jade Warlord. He glared defiantly at the man, refusing to let him see any sign of weakness. But the Jade Warlord merely smiled, amused by Wukong's attempt at resistance. "I am the Monkey King and I will not be treated like this!!"

"Oh come on." Jade Warlord scoffed, taking a step closer to Wukong. His face twisted into a mocking smile. "You're not fooling anyone, you know. You might think you're all big and bad, but right now you look like a pathetic little brat who needs someone to take care of him." He paused, tilting his head to the side. "Or... are you just trying to provoke me? Trying to make me angry?"

Wukong only responded, "Let me go! You have no right to treat me like this!!"

Jade Warlord's expression darkened, his sadistic smile turned into a sinister frown but something much more sinister pop up in his mind. Perhaps, he will use Wukong as a breeding mare but the problem is that Wukong is a man. Suddenly, an idea came into his mind, the idea of feminizing Wukong, perhaps changing his gender or maybe turn him into a beautiful woman. He decided to test it out, hoping that it will work.

"So you're acting like a bully now? Well, I won't go down that easily!" Wukong growled out, trying to keep his voice steady despite the fear that was starting to creep up on him. He knew that Jade Warlord was up to something, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. All he could do was try to remain strong and not let the other man break him.

Jade Warlord only responded, "Oh, you think that talking tough will help you now? Well, let me tell you something, Wukong. You will fit as my brood mare, my very own breeding mare to be used by either me or my own soldiers to produce some children, either my heirs or my soldiers' heirs. You will obey me, serve me and breed for me, do you understand? You will be my property, my slave, my breeding mare, my everything, and there is nothing you can do about it. Do you understand me, little monkey? Say it! You will be my breeding mare, my slave, my everything, and you will obey me and breed for me, won't you?"

Wukong felt shock, horror and fear wash over him as Jade Warlord spoke those words. His heart raced, and his mind reeled at the thought of being used in such a way. But despite the terror, he couldn't bring himself to obey the other man. "No! I will not be your breeding mare! I will not be your slave! I will not be your property! I am the Monkey King, and I will not submit to your will! And I am a male so there's no way that I can get pregnant!" he spat, struggling against his bonds once more.

Jade Warlord chuckled, clearly amused by Wukong's defiance. "Oh, you think you can resist me? I got many ways that would change your gender…..permanently. And soon, your tale of Monkey King will be gone, replaced with a new one, about the Breeding Mare Wukong, the one who served and bred for the great Jade Warlord. And once that's done, you will forget about being a man. You will forget about being the Monkey King. All you will know is serving me and breeding for me. And you will enjoy it."

His words sent a shiver down Wukong's spine. He knew that Jade Warlord was powerful, that he could do whatever he wanted to him. But still, the thought of being turned into something else, of losing his identity...it was too much to bear. He struggled harder against his bonds, his muscles straining as he fought for his freedom and his sanity. "You're fucking insane." Wukong managed to say through gritted teeth.

Jade Warlord only smiled cruelly. "You'll see, my dear. You'll see how much fun it can be to serve and breed for someone as powerful and magnificent as me. And once you've been transformed, once you've forgotten who you were before, you'll thank me for giving you this gift."

He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Now, I want you to think about what it would be like to feel a cock inside you, filling you up, making you pregnant. To feel the weight of a man's seed as it flows into your womb, ready to create a new life, a new being that will be a part of me, a part of my legacy."

Wukong felt his body tremble, a mixture of fear and revulsion coursing through him. "No," he managed to choke out, "I won't let you do this to me."

Jade Warlord chuckled once more, his hand moving up and down Wukong's chest in a mockery of affection. "Oh, but you don't have a choice, my little monkey. You are mine now, and I will make you mine completely. You will serve me and breed for me, and you will enjoy it, whether you want to or not."

Jade Warlord chuckled, "Well then… I got a little cell…it's more of a room prepared for you." The bonds loosen on Wukong slightly as Jade Warlord grabbed one of the bonds, yanking it to make Wukong follow him. He was led into a small room that was a mix of a torture chamber, a maternity ward and a nursery. The walls were adorned with various tools of torment and devices meant to help with childbirth. The bed in the middle of the room looked comfortable, but Wukong knew better.

"Now, my little monkey, you're going to get used to your new life. You're going to sleep here, you're going to eat here, and you're going to breed here." Jade Warlord said, his voice taking on a possessive tone as he gestured around the room. "But first, let's get you ready."

Jade Warlord approached a small cupboard and opened it to pulled some weird devices, one resembled a pair of giant Forceps, meant to grab and pull things apart. Another looked like a large speculum, meant to spread something open. The third one looks like a breast pump, meant to squeeze milk out of something. He placed the devices on a nearby table and then turned back to Wukong. "Now, let's get you undressed and into the bed." He ordered, his voice cold and commanding.

Wukong growled angrily, his eyes flashing with a fiery determination as he stared at Jade Warlord. "I will never let you do this to me," he said, his voice filled with a mix of anger and fear.

Jade Warlord's smile grew wider as he stepped closer to Wukong, his hand reaching out to stroke the side of the monkey's face. "We'll see about that," he murmured, his fingers trailing down to Wukong's neck. He gripped it tightly, cutting off his air supply for a moment before releasing it. "You see, I have ways of making you cooperate," he said, his voice filled with a dark promise.

Wukong felt a surge of panic as Jade Warlord began to undress him, his hands roughly tearing at the fabric of his clothes. He struggled, trying to kick and bite, but the bonds held him firmly in place. The Jade Warlord's eyes lit up with excitement as he revealed Wukong's naked body, taking in the muscular physique with a greedy gaze. "Such a delicious little monkey," he purred, his voice thick with lust.

When Jade Warlord saw Wukong's cock, he froze. The shaft was thicker than Jade Watlord's arm, the head flushed a deep crimson red and bulbous, similar to a bull's, the foreskin receding a bit to reveal the tip, a sizable mushroom head. His testicles hung low, the size of grapefruits. It was monstrous, inhuman... and aroused.

"What sorcery is this?" Jade Warlord stepped back, his eyes wide in shock. "How can a male have such... such... features?"

Wukong smirked, his eyes gleaming with spite. "You think you can break me? You know nothing of what I truly am," he taunted, his voice low and dangerous.

Jade Warlord knew that making Wukong a breeding mare is now impossible with his current form.

"Maybe I should make you a breeding stud instead." Jade Warlord spoke, "Your size...it's...it's..." he was at a loss for words.

Wukong felt a smug satisfaction at the shock on the Jade Warlord's face as he took in the monstrous size of his sex organ. He knew his true form was something no one would expect from a creature they assumed to be a mere feminized plaything. The Jade Warlord's confidence was visibly wavering, his eyes flickering between fascination and horror.

"What are you waiting for?" Wukong snarled through gritted teeth, "I dare you to touch it."

Jade Warlord took a step back, his hand hovering over the massive, throbbing appendage. His mind raced with the sudden realization that Sun Wukong was not just a sex demon, but a creature of terrifying power and primal instincts. The room's atmosphere thickened with tension as the two adversaries locked eyes, each sizing the other up. The once confident general was now unsure of how to proceed.

The Jade Warlord swallowed hard, trying to regain his composure. He reached for the velvet-covered manacles that lay on a nearby table, his hand shaking slightly. "You will be made to serve," he said, his voice strained, "whether it's as a breeding mare or a stud, it makes no difference to me."

Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed, the challenge in his voice clear. "You're afraid," he taunted, "afraid of what I can do, of what I am."

Jade Warlord's grip tightened on the manacles, his knuckles white. "I am not afraid," he said, though his voice held a hint of doubt. "I am the one in control here, not you."

Sun Wukong laughed, the sound echoing through the chamber like the roar of a beast. "You think you can control me?" He flexed his bound muscles, the chains rattling against the stone wall. "You're about to find out just how wrong you are."

The Jade Warlord's hand hovered over the manacles, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew that the creature before him was dangerous, but he had to maintain his dominance. He stepped closer, his eyes never leaving Wukong's. "You will submit," he said, his voice firm despite the tremor.

As the manacles closed around Wukong's wrists, he felt the warmth of the metal against his skin and the cold, unyielding grip of the Jade Warlord's will. He pulled against the chains, the muscles in his arms and chest rippling with the effort, but they held fast. The room was now suffused with a palpable sense of unease, the air thick with the scent of fear and arousal.

The Jade Warlord took a step back, his eyes lingering on the monstrous cock that lay between Wukong's legs. He had underestimated the creature, and now he had to decide if this was a weapon to be wielded or a beast to be tamed. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "You will be used," he said, his voice still steady, "but I will decide how."

Wukong's smirk grew wider. "I don't think you're the one making decisions here," he replied, his tail flicking in amusement. The Jade Warlord's eyes widened slightly at the movement, reminding him that Wukong was not fully under his control.

The general regained his footing and approached the sex demon with a renewed sense of purpose. He grabbed a set of shears from the table and approached Wukong, who watched him with a mix of anticipation and contempt. The cold metal of the shears glinted in the flickering candlelight as he positioned them at the base of Wukong's tail. "You will be stripped of all that makes you a threat," he declared, aiming to cut off the appendage.

But there's a knock on the door, interrupting the tense moment. Jade Warlord spun around, his hand tightening around the shears. "What is it?" he barked.

The door creaked open, revealing a trembling young acolyte, his eyes averted from the scene before him. "My lord, the preparations are complete. The potion is ready for the... transformation but it had been delayed due to the unforeseen... circumstances."

Jade Warlord's eyes narrowed, his grip on the shears tightening. "What do you mean 'unforeseen circumstances'?" he snapped.

The acolyte stuttered, "The ingredients, my lord...they've, uh, they've reacted differently than anticipated."

Jade Warlord's eyes narrowed, and he took a step towards the quivering young man. "What are you talking about?"

The acolyte took a deep breath and spoke in a shaky voice, "The potion, my lord. When we combined the essence of the peach of immortality with the dragon's blood, it created an...unexpected reaction. It's not stable so we had to... dispose of it."

Jade Warlord was more curious than angry at the news. He stared at the acolyte, his mind racing. "An unexpected reaction?" he mused, his eyes glinting with a hint of excitement. "What kind of reaction?"

The acolyte fidgeted under his gaze, sweat beads forming on his forehead. "It blew up into smoke."

Jade Warlord felt his chest tighten. "Smoke?"

The acolyte nodded. "Yes, my lord. When we tried to use it, it... it just... exploded into smoke. We had to evacuate the alchemy chamber."

Jade Warlord's mind was racing. He had never heard of such a reaction. He glanced back at Sun Wukong, who was watching him with a knowing smirk. The demon's eyes gleamed with amusement at the warlord's discomfort.

"What does this mean?" Jade Warlord demanded, his grip on the shears loosening slightly.

The acolyte gulped, "It means, my lord, that we cannot proceed with the transformation as planned. The potion is lost, and we do not have the necessary components to recreate it."

Jade Warlord sighed heavily, placing the shears down with a clank. He turned to face the acolyte, his expression a mix of frustration and intrigue. "So, what you're telling me is that the potion is lost?"

The young man nodded, his eyes still averted. "Yes, my lord. We had to evacuate the chamber to prevent the spread of the smoke. It was...it was unlike anything we've ever seen."

Jade Warlord's jaw clenched. His grand plan to break Sun Wukong had hit an unexpected snag, and the demon's smug expression was not helping his mood. He turned back to the bound creature, his mind racing with new strategies. "Very well," he said through gritted teeth, "We will proceed without the potion."

The acolyte spoke, "We had that peasant woman, my lord. Maybe she will become Wukong's breeding bitch."

The Jade Warlord's eyes narrowed. "Peasant woman?"

The acolyte nodded. "Yes, my lord. She was caught spying. We thought she might be useful."

Jade Warlord's gaze sharpened as he turned back to Sun Wukong. "So, you want to breed, do you?" He sneered, "Fine. But you'll do it with someone who's actually in heat." He waved his hand dismissively at the acolyte. "Bring her in."

The door opened wider and two burly soldiers dragged in a struggling young peasant woman, her clothes torn and her face bruised. She was bound and gagged, her eyes wide with terror as she took in the bizarre room and the even more bizarre figures within it. Her gaze fell upon Sun Wukong and she stumbled back, her body visibly recoiling from the monstrous sight before her. But an odd smell a musky odor that is a mix of peaches and something akin to a monkey's stench. It's was so strong that it made the soldiers cough but the woman was getting aroused by it, her pupils dilating and her breath quickening.

Jade Warlord watched with a smug smile as the woman was brought before him. He nodded to the soldiers, who quickly removed her gag. "Welcome to your new home," he said, his voice thick with malice. "You're going to help us break this beast."

The peasant woman looked up at him with a mix of fear and confusion. "What do you mean?" she croaked.

"You will be the one to bear his offspring," Jade Warlord said, his voice cold and unyielding. "You're just a commoner, easily replaceable. You will serve as his breeding stock."

The peasant woman's eyes widened with horror, but she couldn't help but notice the strange scent in the air, the same scent that had filled the room when the musk from Wukong's body had reacted with the potion. It was overpowering, making her feel hot and flushed. She struggled against the soldiers' grip, her body responding to the primal aroma despite her fear.

Wukong watched her with a mix of anger and amusement. He didn't want her to suffer the same fate he had been meant to endure, but he also knew that she was now a pawn in their twisted game. He felt a twinge of pity for her, but he couldn't let that distract him from his own plight.

The Jade Warlord approached the peasant woman, his hand reaching out to touch her face. She flinched away, but the soldiers held her firmly in place. "You will bear the children of the sex demon," he said, his voice a sickly sweet promise. "You will be the mother to his legion of little monkeys."

The woman's eyes flickered to Wukong, who was still bound to the wall, his cock now fully erect and pulsing with each beat of his heart. The scent in the room was making it difficult for her to think straight, her body responding in ways she didn't understand. She looked into his eyes, searching for any hint of humanity, but all she saw was a fiery determination to resist.

Jade Warlord leaned in closer, his hand moving from her face to her neck, his fingers lingering at the pulse point. "You will be the key to his downfall," he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. The woman felt a shiver run down her spine, part fear and part arousal. The smell was driving her wild, making her want to submit to the creature before her.

Sun Wukong watched the exchange, his fury growing with every passing second. He had to find a way out of this. He could feel the power of the potion's remnants in the air, and he knew that if he could just harness it, he could turn the tables on his captor. He focused his energy, trying to understand the strange alchemy that had occurred. The peasant woman's eyes met his, and he saw the conflict within her. He knew he had to act fast.

The Jade Warlord's hand traveled lower, his thumb brushing the woman's collarbone. "You will serve him willingly," he murmured, "or I will make it very, very painful for you."

The peasant woman's eyes flickered back to Sun Wukong, and she saw something change in his gaze. It was as if he was speaking to her without words, urging her to be strong. With a sudden burst of courage, she spat in the Jade Warlord's face. The general recoiled, his hand snapping back as if burned. The room was silent except for the woman's harsh breathing and the sound of Wukong's tail thumping against the stone wall.

"You dare," the Jade Warlord hissed, his hand coming up to wipe away the spittle. The peasant woman's chin lifted in defiance, her eyes never leaving Wukong's.

"Take her," the general snarled at the soldiers, "Prepare her for the demon."

Wukong stood up, "Wait," he said calmly, surprising everyone in the room. The soldiers' grip on the peasant woman tightened, expecting a fight, but she remained still, looking at him with a mix of hope and dread.

Jade Warlord wiped his face and turned back to the sex demon, curiosity piqued. "What do you want?"

Wukong's smile grew wider, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "Let's make a deal," he said, his voice low and smooth, "I'll breed with her, but on one condition."

The Jade Warlord raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "And what condition is that?"

Sun Wukong's tail swished back and forth as he considered his words. "You release me from these chains, and I'll make sure she enjoys it," he said, his voice a silky promise that made the peasant woman's heart race even faster.

The Jade Warlord studied Wukong for a moment, his expression unreadable. He knew the demon was dangerous, but he also knew that the potion's failure was a rare opportunity to claim victory without losing face. He gestured to the soldiers. "Release him," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

The soldiers looked at each other nervously before approaching Wukong with trembling hands. They fumbled with the manacles, their eyes never leaving the monstrous organ that stood tall between his legs. As the last chain fell away, Wukong stretched his arms and flexed his muscles, the sound of his bonds snapping echoing through the chamber like a declaration of war.

The Jade Warlord took a step back, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. "Remember our deal," he warned, his voice a low growl.

Sun Wukong stepped away from the wall, his eyes never leaving the trembling peasant woman. He knew that she was the key to his escape, and he had to play his cards right. He approached her slowly, his movements deliberate and predatory, yet surprisingly gentle. The soldiers held her firmly, their grip tightening as he drew near.

The Jade Warlord watched the unfolding scene with a mix of anticipation and trepidation. He had seen the raw power that lay beneath Wukong's exterior and knew that he was playing a dangerous game. The demon's tail swished with each step, the musky scent growing stronger with every passing moment.

When Wukong reached the peasant woman, he placed a hand on her trembling shoulder, his touch surprisingly gentle. "Fear not," he murmured, his voice a soothing balm to her fear-stricken soul. "I will not let you suffer."

The Jade Warlord's eyes narrowed, watching the exchange with suspicion. He knew that Wukong was up to something, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. The room was thick with tension, the air crackling with the unspoken understanding that this was a pivotal moment.

Jade Warlord and his soldiers left the room, leaving Wukong and the peasant woman alone.

The peasant woman could feel her arousal becoming strong, the scent of Wukong's musk overwhelming her senses. She struggled to maintain eye contact with him, fear and lust fighting for dominance within her. Wukong leaned closer, his breath warm against her neck, and whispered, "Do not be afraid. I will not harm you."

Her body responded to his touch, her nipples hardening and her pussy growing wet. Despite the horror of her situation, she felt a strange comfort in his words. He gently touched her cheek, turning her face to meet his gaze. His eyes searched hers, looking for any sign of resistance, any reason to hold back. He saw only need for arousal.

With a sudden move, Wukong reached down and untied the ropes that bound her wrists. The peasant woman gasped in surprise, but did not pull away. He massaged her wrists gently, easing the pain from the ropes. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice hoarse but her arousal was still there.

"I will be gentle with you, okay.." Wukong whispered, his voice a soothing purr that seemed to resonate through her very bones. He reached out with his tail, stroking it along her trembling body, the soft touch sending waves of pleasure through her. The peasant woman's eyes closed as she moaned softly, her body responding to the demon's strange caress despite herself.

Wukong took advantage of her distraction to remove her remaining restraints. She stumbled back, but he caught her, his strong arms wrapping around her waist. His tail continued to caress her, moving up to her breasts and teasing her nipples. She gasped, her body arching into his touch, the conflict between fear and desire becoming almost unbearable.

The peasant woman reach down to traced Wukong's exposed cock with her trembling fingers, the velvety softness of his skin a stark contrast to the hardness beneath. Her eyes never leaving his, she whispered, "Please fuck me.."

Wukong felt a strange mix of pity and triumph. He knew that his musk had affected her, both her body and mind, but he also knew that he had to act fast. He gently pushed her towards the bed, his cock bobbing with every step. She stumbled slightly, but he caught her, his hands sliding down her body to cup her ass. He leaned in and kissed her neck, his teeth grazing her skin lightly. She shivered, but didn't pull away.

"Trust me," he murmured, his breath hot against her ear. He guided her to the bed, laying her down gently. Her eyes were closed now, her breathing ragged with desire. He climbed on top of her, his cock brushing against her thigh. The peasant woman's legs parted instinctively, inviting him in.

Sun Wukong paused, his eyes flickering with a hint of something other than lust. He knew he had to be careful. The Jade Warlord was watching, waiting for any sign of disobedience. He leaned in and kissed her, his tongue probing her mouth, tasting her fear and need. Her response was immediate, her tongue dancing with his in a passionate dance.

He positioned himself between her legs, his cock nudging against her wet folds. The peasant woman moaned, arching her back, her body begging for more. Wukong knew he had to be swift. He pushed into her with a gentle yet firm stroke, her walls stretching to accommodate his monstrous size. She gasped, her eyes flying open in shock and pleasure.

"Your cock is so big.." the peasant woman whimpered, her voice a mix of awe and pain.

Wukong's eyes narrowed slightly, his mind racing. He had to make this quick and convincing. "You're doing well," he cooed, his hands moving to her hips to steady her. "Take it all, for me."

The peasant woman nodded, her eyes glazed with lust. She could feel herself stretching around him, her body adapting to his monstrous size. It was painful, but the smell in the air and the gentle way he was moving inside her made it bearable. He began to thrust, his movements slow and shallow at first, giving her time to adjust. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels digging into his muscular back as she urged him deeper.

Wukong's tail curled around her, stroking her clit in time with his thrusts. The woman's moans grew louder, her body responding to his skilled ministrations. He watched her face, looking for any sign of real distress, but all he saw was passion. He picked up the pace, his cock sliding in and out of her with a wet, slapping sound that echoed through the chamber.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as he hit a spot deep inside her, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body. She tightened her grip on his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. He felt her pussy clench around him, her orgasm building. He knew that the Jade Warlord would be watching, waiting for the moment when she submitted completely to his will.

Wukong leaned down, his breath hot against her ear. "Scream for me," he whispered, his voice a seductive command. "Scream like you've never screamed before."

The peasant woman's eyes widened, understanding what he was asking. She knew that she had to convince the Jade Warlord that she was in agony, that this monstrous creature was violating her in the most unspeakable way. She took a deep breath and let out a wail that was equal parts pleasure and pain. Her body tensed, her muscles clamping down on his cock as she climaxed.

Sun Wukong's eyes gleamed with triumph as he felt her pussy pulse around him. He knew that he had won this round, but the war was far from over. He kept moving, his thrusts becoming more forceful as he approached his own peak. The woman's screams grew more genuine as she was swept away by the intensity of her orgasm.

He watched her face, memorizing every twitch and gasp. He knew that he had to make this look real, had to make the Jade Warlord believe that she was in pain. He increased his pace, his cock slamming into her with a ferocity that made the bed frame shake. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she threw her head back, her breasts bouncing with every impact.

"Yes," Wukong growled, his voice deep and animalistic. "Scream for me, little human."

The peasant woman's eyes snapped open, and she screamed louder, her body convulsing around him. The sound echoed through the chamber, a mix of pleasure and pain that was music to the Jade Warlord's ears. Wukong felt his own climax approaching, his cock swelling within her tight embrace. He knew that this was his chance. He had to make this convincing.

With a roar that seemed to shake the very foundation of the room, he pulled out of her, his cock glistening with her juices. The peasant woman's eyes widened with shock as he flipped her over, positioning her on all fours. He whispered, "This is for your own good," in her ear, and she nodded, understanding that she had to play along.

Wukong grabbed her hips and slammed back into her, his thick cock stretching her even further. She screamed again, the sound raw and desperate. The Jade Warlord watched from the doorway, his eyes greedy as he took in the sight of the human woman being claimed by the demon. But Wukong wasn't done yet. He reached under her, his tail wrapping around her neck like a noose, tightening slightly as he fucked her.

Her eyes bulged, and she choked, her breath coming in ragged gasps. The Jade Warlord's smile grew wider, thinking he had finally broken the beast. But Wukong had other plans. He leaned in close, his tail loosening just enough to allow her to breathe. "Do you trust me?" he whispered.

The peasant woman nodded, her eyes brimming with tears. "Yes," she croaked out.

"Good," Wukong murmured, his voice still gentle despite the feral look in his eyes. He leaned back and began to pound into her with renewed vigor, his tail tightening and loosening in a rhythm that made her gag and gasp for air. The Jade Warlord's smile grew wider, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. The demon's movements were too precise, too controlled.

But the peasant woman's screams grew louder, her body writhing with pleasure and pain. She was lost in the sensation, her mind clouded by the potent scent that filled the room. The pressure on her neck grew tighter, and she felt her vision swim. Wukong's thrusts grew more erratic, and she knew he was close to climax.

With a final grunt, he climaxed into her cunt, most likely impregnated her with his demonic seed. She moaned in relief and pleasure as he pulled out, collapsing onto the bed beside her. His tail released its grip, allowing her to breathe again. She coughed, her eyes watering as she rolled onto her side, her body limp with exhaustion.

Jade Warlord stepped into the room, his sword still drawn. "Is it done?" he demanded, his voice cold and emotionless.

Wukong looked up at him, his eyes gleaming with challenge. "It is," he said, his voice thick with satisfaction. "Your breeding stock has been claimed."

The Jade Warlord stepped closer, his gaze flickering to the peasant woman, who lay panting and sweaty on the bed. He could see the marks on her neck where Wukong's tail had been, the redness of her skin a stark contrast to her pale flesh. "Very well," he said, sheathing his sword. "Take her to the breeding pens. She'll be of use to us yet."

Wukong responded by slapping Jade Warlord and stripped Jade Warlord out of his clothes to see that Jade Warlord had a vagina and bandages on his chest.

Out of curiosity, Wukong pulled the bandages off, revealing a pair of breasts.

"So, you are a woman the whole time." Wukong spoke to Jade Warlord, his or rather her true form was revealed.

Jade Warlord didn't respond, her cunt dripping wet. "You are in no position to question me," she snarled, her body still quivering from the intense arousal. Wukong chuckled darkly, his tail idly stroking the peasant woman's thigh.

"Now, let us proceed with the breeding," she said, her voice strained with desire. "You will impregnate her, and I will ensure your cooperation."

Wukong stood up, "No. You're the one who is going to be bred," he said, his voice filled with amusement.

The Jade Warlord's eyes widened in shock, "What are you talking about?"

Wukong smirked, "I know your little secret now. You're no man, but a woman dressed as a man," he said, his voice filled with mockery.

The Jade Warlord's face flushed with rage and embarrassment. She had been discovered. "How did you find out?" she demanded, her voice trembling.

Wukong shrugged nonchalantly. "The scent of fear and arousal on your skin, the way you moved when you thought no one was watching," he said, his tail swishing with amusement. "It's all very telling along with your bandages to hide your breasts."

The peasant woman's eyes went wide with understanding, and she scooted away from the Jade Warlord, fear mixing with confusion. "You're a... a woman?" she stammered.

Jade Warlord's expression was a mask of fury. "Silence!" she barked, reaching for her discarded sword. But Sun Wukong was quicker, his tail wrapping around the blade and pulling it out of reach.

"No more games," he said, his voice a low growl. "You will submit to me, as I did to you."

The Jade Warlord, now revealed as a woman, stared at him in disbelief, her hands moving to cover her exposed breasts. "You wouldn't dare," she spat, but the tremor in her voice betrayed her fear.

Wukong took a step forward, his cock still erect and gleaming with the woman's juices. "Oh, I dare," he said, his eyes flashing with malicious intent. "You see, I've had quite enough of your games and your insults. It's time for you to experience a taste of your own medicine."

Wukong positioned her on the bed, her wrists and ankles secured with the same chains that had bound him moments ago. The Jade Warlord struggled, her eyes wild with fear and anger, but she was no match for the demon's strength. The peasant woman watched from the corner, understanding that her captor was facing a similar fate to what had been planned for her.

With a wicked smile, Wukong climbed onto the bed, straddling the Jade Warlord's prone form. He leaned down, his cock brushing against her quivering stomach. "You wanted a breeding mare," he whispered, "but it seems you're the one who's going to be bred."

The Jade Warlord's eyes were wide with horror as she felt his cock pressing against her entrance. She had never been with a man, let alone a creature like Wukong. But she was trapped, her own desire for power and control turned against her.

Wukong noticed the fear in her eyes and leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "Relax," he murmured, his voice a dark purr. "This won't be as bad as you think."

Wukong thrust into Jade Warlord's pussy, noting that Jade Warlord wasn't a virgin.

"Guess it's either your husband or your soldiers took your virginity." Wukong spoke, "But it doesn't matter now, does it?"

The Jade Warlord's eyes narrowed, her body tensing as she felt the full brunt of his monstrous size stretching her. "You will pay for this," she hissed, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and fear. But her threat is cut short whrn she felt herself lactating, the breastmilk coating her chest like a symbol of her new role.

Wukong chuckled darkly, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he claimed her body. "You're already paying," he said, his voice filled with satisfaction. He watched as her breasts grew fuller, the milk flowing freely, and knew that the potion had not only failed to transform him but had also exposed her true nature.

The Jade Warlord's body betrayed her, responding to the rough treatment with a building arousal. Her hips began to move in time with his, her legs spreading wider to accommodate his thick girth. She couldn't help but moan, the sound a mix of anger and unwilling pleasure.

Wukong leaned down, his teeth grazing her neck as he fucked her. He could feel her tightening around him, her pussy gripping him like a vise. He knew she was close to climax, and he reveled in the power he had over her. "Admit it," he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. "You want this. You want me to fill you up with my seed."

The Jade Warlord's eyes squeezed shut, her teeth gritted as she tried to hold back the words. But the truth was undeniable. She felt her body responding to the brutal pleasure he was giving her, the friction of his cock against her walls setting her nerves alight. With a strangled cry, she admitted, "Yes... I... I want it."

Sun Wukong smirked, his tail lashing the air with excitement. "Say it," he demanded, his thrusts growing more vigorous. "Say you want me to breed you."

The Jade Warlord's body trembled with the effort of resisting, but the words spilled from her lips despite herself. "Breed me," she whimpered, the last of her pride crumbling away.

Wukong's grin widened, and he leaned in closer, his cock plunging deeper into her willing cunt. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice filled with a dark satisfaction. He began to pump into her with a fervor that was both punishing and exhilarating. She moaned with every thrust, her body writhing beneath his.

The peasant woman watched, transfixed by the scene playing out before her. She had never seen such raw power and dominance, and despite the horror of the situation, she couldn't deny the arousal that was building within her once more. Her hand stole to her own pussy, her fingers slipping inside as she masturbated to the sight of the once mighty general now reduced to a quivering mess beneath the demon's cock.

Jade Warlord's eyes rolled back in her head as she was swept away by the intensity of her orgasm. Her body bucked and writhed, her cunt spasming around Wukong's cock. He grinned, his teeth sharp and gleaming in the dim light. "You like that, don't you?" he taunted, his voice low and guttural.

The Jade Warlord could only pant in response, her chest heaving with the effort of breathing. Her body was no longer her own, a plaything for the demon's amusement. Wukong leaned down, his tongue flicking out to taste her sweat-soaked skin. "You're going to be a good little breeding toy," he murmured, his tail tracing circles around her nipples, causing them to harden even more.

The Jade Warlord's anger was a living entity inside her, but it was dwarfed by the overwhelming need to be filled, to feel the demon's seed inside her. She bit her lip, trying to hold back the moan that threatened to escape. But it was futile. The pleasure was too intense, too all-consuming. She threw her head back and screamed as another orgasm ripped through her.

Sun Wukong's eyes gleamed with victory as he watched the once-proud general come undone. His own climax was approaching, and he knew he had to make this count. He reached down, grabbing her hips, and slammed into her with all his might. Her breasts bounced with the force of his thrusts, the milk spilling out and pooling on the bed beneath her.

The Jade Warlord's eyes rolled back in her head, and she could feel herself being stretched to her limits. The pleasure was exquisite, a stark contrast to the pain and humiliation she had planned for Wukong. Her body betrayed her, her pussy clenching around his cock as she neared another peak.

Wukong grunted, feeling his own orgasm build. He knew he had to time it just right. He pulled almost all the way out, his cock glistening with her juices, and then slammed back in, hitting her cervix with a brutal force that made her scream. The Jade Warlord's body arched off the bed, her back bowing like a bow under the tension of his thrusts.

He watched her face, the rage and fear mixing with something else—desire. He knew he had her now. He pulled out again, this time only to tease the tip of his cock against her clit. She whimpered, her body begging for more. "Beg for it," he growled, his voice a low rumble.

The Jade Warlord's eyes snapped open, the fiery determination in them fading to something closer to desperation. "Please," she choked out, her voice a strangled whisper. "Breed me."

Sun Wukong chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent shivers down her spine. He positioned himself at her entrance again, his cock pulsing with the need to claim her completely. "As you wish," he murmured, and with a final, powerful thrust, he filled her to the brim, his seed spilling into her womb.

It felt like months before Jade Warlord regained consciousness. Looking down, she saw that she was not only naked but also pregnant.

Her face went pale with horror as she felt the unmistakable heaviness in her belly. "What... what have you done to me?" she rasped, her voice hoarse from screaming.

Yet the peasant woman seems eager, she was pregnant as well. She was sucking Wukong's cock with enthusiasm, savoring his seed as if it were an elixir of life.

Sun Wukong watched her with a detached curiosity, his cock already hardening again at the sight of the Jade Warlord's swollen belly. "It seems I've been quite... generous," he mused, stroking the peasant woman's hair.

The Jade Warlord's eyes narrowed, the reality of her situation setting in. "You've doomed me," she hissed, her voice weak but filled with malice.

Wukong merely shrugged. "Or perhaps I've given you a new purpose," he said, his tail idly stroking the peasant woman's cheek as she continued to service him. "You'll be the mother of my demon spawn, and I will ensure they are well cared for."

The Jade Warlord's anger grew, but she knew she was in no position to argue. Her body was no longer her own, and she could feel the beginnings of a new life growing within her. "What of me?" she asked, her voice trembling.

She noticed that's some women are also pregnant. Jade Warlord had recognized them as the breeding bitches she had prepared for Wukong's mind break but they are all eagerly taking his seed with pleasure. Jade Warlord's plans had backfired, and she had become the very thing she had sought to control.

Sun Wukong climbed off the bed, his cock still erect and dripping with the peasant woman's juices. He walked over to the Jade Warlord, who was still bound and trembling with rage. He leaned down, his face inches from hers. "You will serve me," he said, his voice a low growl. "It seems that you blacked out after I breed you like the good little mare you are."

The Jade Warlord's eyes flashed with fury, but she knew better than to argue. "What do you want?" she spat, her voice filled with contempt.

Wukong leaned in closer, his breath hot against her cheek. "I want you to accept your new role," he whispered, his voice a dark promise. "You will carry my child, and when it is born, you will serve me and your new master."

The Jade Warlord's eyes went wide with horror, but she couldn't deny the flutter of arousal in her belly at the thought of being used so completely. "And if I don't?" she challenged, her voice shaking.

Sun Wukong's smile was cold and calculating. "Then I will simply find another to take your place," he said, his eyes flicking to the peasant woman, who was still eagerly sucking his cock. "Your fate is sealed. You are mine now."

The Jade Warlord's eyes narrowed, her mind racing. She had underestimated the demon's cunning. Her hand tightened into a fist, but she knew that rebellion was futile. For now, she would have to play along, bide her time, and wait for an opportunity to strike back.

That's when the peasant woman's face made a slightly pained expression. And Jade Warlord saw why. A baby's head was sliding out of her, with Wukong's tail acting as a makeshift guide for the child.

"It seems our time together was quite... productive," Wukong said, his voice filled with amusement as he watched the Jade Warlord's expression morph from anger to horror.

The Jade Warlord's eyes went wide as she took in the sight of the newborn demon baby, its tiny features a twisted mix of human and monkey. It was covered in a sticky film, and the peasant woman looked up at him with a mix of awe and a strange maternal instinct as she cradled the baby in her arms.

"This is your firstborn?" The peasant woman asked, exhausted yet she doesn't seems disgusted at all.

Sun Wukong nodded, a smug smile playing on his lips. "Indeed, and there will be many more," he said, his eyes traveling to Jade Warlord's bulging stomach. "Your turn will come soon enough."

The Jade Warlord's heart raced with a mix of fear and revulsion as she stared at the tiny creature that had been born from the peasant woman's womb. The demon baby's cries echoed in the room, a sound that seemed to pierce her very soul. She struggled against her chains, the cold metal biting into her skin, but her strength was no match for the magical restraints.

Sun Wukong chuckled at her plight, watching with a sadistic pleasure as she squirmed. "You should get used to that sound," he said, gesturing to the baby. "You'll be hearing it often enough."

The Jade Warlord's stomach lurched at the thought of giving birth to his offspring, but she couldn't help the strange warmth that spread through her as she watched the peasant woman coo over the demon child. It was a twisted form of maternal instinct, one she had never expected to feel for something so monstrous.

Some of the women gave birth, and the room was filled with the cries of new life. Jade Warlord couldn't believe what she was seeing, her stomach twisting with a mix of revulsion and a strange maternal pull. She watched as the peasant woman cradled the baby, her eyes filled with something resembling love.

"You will all serve as wet nurses to my children," Wukong announced, his eyes sweeping over the new mothers who nodded.

Jade Warlord couldn't believe the twist of fate that had turned her into a breeding mare for this demon. Yet, as she watched the peasant woman tend to the newborns, a part of her envied the simple, primal connection she saw there. Her own anger and resentment felt cold and hollow in comparison.

"You see," Sun Wukong said, his voice like a velvet caress, "You will come to love your role as my breeding toy. You will come to crave the feeling of my seed filling you, the way your body stretches to accommodate my children."

Jade Warlord was about to say something harshly when she felt her water broke, and the first contraction hit her like a sledgehammer. She gritted her teeth and growled through the pain, but the sound was lost in the cacophony of the other women's soft humming, the babies suckling, and Wukong's deep chuckle. He strode over to her, his cock now fully erect again, a clear indication of his excitement for what was to come.

The peasant woman looked up at him with a look of adoration that made Jade Warlord's skin crawl. "Your turn," Wukong said, his voice a mix of amusement and malice. He released her from the chains, and she stumbled to her knees, her legs wobbly from the transformation and the impending birth.

With a snarl, she glared at him, but the pain was too intense to hold onto her anger. The contractions were coming closer together, and she could feel the head of his child pushing against her swollen pussy. She screamed, the sound echoing off the stone walls of the chamber, as the baby began to crown.

Sun Wukong knelt behind her, his cock brushing against her back as he positioned himself. He spread her legs wider, his hands on her hips, guiding her through the birth. "Push," he instructed, his voice firm and commanding.

The Jade Warlord gritted her teeth, pushing with all her might as the baby's head emerged. The pain was unbearable, a stark reminder of the power Wukong held over her. The peasant woman's eyes never left hers, offering silent support and encouragement.

"Almost there," Wukong coached, his voice deceptively gentle. "Give me my child."

The Jade Warlord bore down, her teeth clenched, and with a final, agonizing push, the demon baby slid from her body. It was covered in a thick layer of mucus and blood, but its tiny hands and feet were already moving, reaching for her with a desperate need for warmth and nourishment. The peasant woman picked up the baby and placed it on Jade Warlord's chest, where it immediately latched onto her nipple and began to suckle.

The room fell silent, the only sound the faint gurgling of the newborn and the ragged breaths of the Jade Warlord. Wukong's cock was still rock-hard, the veins pulsing with excitement. He reached out, stroking the baby's head with a gentle touch that belied his monstrous nature. "Perfect," he murmured, his eyes alight with pride.

The Jade Warlord felt a strange, unwelcome surge of maternal instinct as she held the squalling creature to her chest. She looked down at the tiny face, so much like its father's, and felt a swell of something she hadn't felt in a long time—fear. Fear for this innocent life that was now bound to the demon's will.

Wukong stood over her, his eyes gleaming with victory. "You see," he said, his voice a low purr, "you are not so different from them." He gestured to the other women in the room, who were now tending to their own demonic offspring. "You will all serve me, willingly or not."

The Jade Warlord's jaw clenched, but she couldn't deny the way her body responded to the baby at her breast. The feeling of the creature suckling at her was both repulsive and oddly comforting. She had never felt such a primal connection to anything before, and it filled her with a mix of revulsion and fascination.