Demonic Po*nstar System

Chapter 421: What the Fuck

“What the fuck?” Luna’s unladylike curse filled the air as they watched Kaiden drop his pants and his large, demonic schlong made an appearance.

No one expected this.

Why was the boss monster even on her knees in the first place? She was level 100! The Infernal Matriarch! Sure, Kaiden was immensely powerful in this state, but she should be able to at least put up a decent fight, if not outright demolish him! She was an experienced demoness, while Kaiden just got his new form and wasn’t in the right state of mind!

He was akin to a wild beast right now, not his usual, strategic self!

Vaelira, the blonde-haired Arcane Puppeteer, was lost for words. Her brain struggled to comprehend what her eyes were seeing. She was not alone. Not one bit. “Are you telling me the boss monster felt fighting him was so futile that she gave up without trying…?” she whispered with an ashen expression.

Tessa, for once, saw eye to eye with the guild member who gave her numerous migraines. “She even has a giant army! Come on… What kind of demon doesn’t at least try to fight in this scenario?!”

“No… she didn’t admit defeat because she’s weaker,” Bastet decreed. Her voice was a low purr that seemed to carry an ancient wisdom to it – or rather, instinct. She was no longer held back by Nyx as the Space Valkyrie realized she was not trying to rush after Kaiden, letting the tanned felinid observe the otherworldly sight without being restrained.

The feline woman’s eyes, usually sly and calculating, were now sparkling with a blinding, almost religious love and adoration for her Master.

“She submitted because of Master’s dominance,” Bastet decreed. “It must be a primal thing for demonkind. The Demoness does not wish to fight the Great Demon that Master became. Instead, she wants to swear her loyalty to him. To fight him would be against her most basic of instincts. She understands that he has come to take control, and she wants him to obtain it.”

The many onlookers, men and women, guild members from both guilds, turned their heads sharply toward the feline woman. They all knew perfectly well who she was. She made numerous waves back when her rather graphic subjugation video was released. Bastet, the Sun-Kissed Pharaoh, was herself a former Boss Monster, a powerful monster girl lover of Kaiden’s.

Her words, spoken with such conviction and adoration, held immense, terrifying implications in the heads of the humans.

Just as the crowd was trying to process this unsettling truth about demonic nature, a new sound cut through the tense silence: frantic, feminine grunting.

“Gh! This chick is too strong! Isn’t the Moon Valkyrie all about magic?!” Luna growled with a strained voice.

Aria, usually the epitome of poised grace and elegance, had gone utterly frantic, thrashing and wriggling violently in Luna’s iron grip. She was struggling to hold the girl back. “I swear, the yandere is too strong in this woman…” Luna cursed under her breath.

Aria didn’t care about dominance, submission, or the demonic hierarchy. Her eyes were desperate, fixed only on Kaiden’s distant, massive back and the sight of the demoness, Calypso, looking up at him with strange eyes.

“No, Kai! Put your pants back on! You shouldn’t hump a random demon! She’ll corrupt you! She’s probably diseased!” Aria shrieked. Her voice trembled with desperation, so much so that she forgot to consider that her man was in possession of the SSS-tier Omni Cock. His penis was literally indestructible.

Disease?

Not even a world-shattering nuke could destroy it.

But she did not care about such details. Neither did Aria care that the Matriarch was stripping. She didn’t care that Kaiden was a Great Demon right now or whatever. She cared that her man was about to touch another woman, especially a random, Level 100 one!

She struggled to get free, her desperation fueled by yandere energy. She clawed at the air, trying to escape and run to his side to save him from this horny demoness.

But Luna, the Storm Valkyrie, who boasted a much more powerful and physically robust build, was holding her back.

“Calm down, you psycho! I’m trying to save you from getting incinerated! He’s in a trance! He won’t even know you’re there!” Luna hissed, forcing Aria’s arms behind her back in a desperate lock. The fight between the two allies was, in its own way, almost as loud and dramatic as the scene between the two demons.

But when Aria gazed deep into Calypso’s eyes, her movements only increased.

The silver-haired girl knew exactly what those eyes were:

They were not the eyes of a defeated enemy, or even a respectful vassal. They were feminine, husky, and needy. They were the eyes of a woman looking at her man with a sickening, tender devotion. The same gaze Aria had seen in the mirror countless times.

They were the eyes of a new, deeply possessive rival, a monster queen who was not just submitting to a new ruler, but also to a powerful mate. Every fiery spark in Calypso’s gaze screamed loyalty and lust, a horrifying mix that stripped the entire scene of any pretense of battle. The Infernal Matriarch was looking at Kaiden not as a conqueror, but as the fulfillment of a dark, primal yearning.

“No, no, no! She’s looking at him like he’s hers!” Aria shrieked, doubling her efforts. She was momentarily reduced to a feral creature focused on one goal: protecting her man from the Level 100 interloper.

Nyx and Bastet moved with a fluid, synchronized grace that belied the chaos around them. They didn’t step forward to help Luna because the Storm Valkyrie clearly had the physical strength to manage the thrashing Moon Valkyrie. Instead, they approached Aria from behind, placing one steady hand each on her shoulders.

Nyx, sporting an excited expression, not one bit sharing her concerns, leaned in. “Aria, you need to calm down. He’s the Great Demon now, and this is what Great Demons do. We all knew this was coming; getting new… sisters… was only ever a matter of time. You have to trust him.”

Aria scoffed. “You sound too happy! I can already tell you can’t wait to have a threesome with a red-skinned demon!”

The struggle momentarily eased as she then grimaced strongly. “I know we will have more sisters in the future! I know, but… he’s not in his right mind!”

Her desperate eyes, however, never left the exposed Kaiden and the kneeling Matriarch. “As his loving girlfriends, it’s our duty to ensure our man does not impregnate a random slu- I mean, woman, and then, when he returns to his senses, he is greeted with a quintuplet of children from a woman he doesn’t love instead of me!”

The onlookers blinked many times. The yandere was truly strong with this one.

Aria was worried for her man, not just purely jealous. She worried about his state of mind, his long-term emotional well-being, and, apparently, the demographic structure of his future offspring, or perhaps more than that, she did not want someone to skip the queue and get ahead of her. She wanted to be the woman to hold his babies first in her womb and bring them into the world.

But the way she expressed herself… was profoundly unique. Many onlookers even forgot to breathe.