Chapter 1 - Purity

The Phouka. An ancient celtic shapeshifter that has been rumored to have lived even before humans. And there used to be many but now there are only a few of the creatures left. Despite being able to transform it’s very form at will it tends to go into an animalistic shape. Something always remain the same like the animals it chooses to be, the black colored fur, and golden eyes. Nobody really knows much about them nowadays besides the fact they like to cause trouble or help out those unfortunate enough to cross their path.


Moeruhime, a woman who turned into a dragon yokai by drinking the blood of Yamata no Orochi was traveling Ireland in search of shelter as she found herself being chased by yokai slayers and wanted to avoid conflict. The traveling woman wearing nothing but her orential clothes and equipped with a naginata would make her way through a particularly somber and remote forrest. 


It’s trees were naked and often reached for one another with their limbs but to no avail. Their shadows looming over the pathway in between the wooden giants. The grey sky did nothing to ease the mood of the forest. 


However, the serpent woman was quite pleasant to the eye. Porcelain skin, magenta hair, purple eyes. She was practically human...aside from her two large crystalline horns that branch into smaller pieces like that of the dragons of the east as opposed to that of the west. Her slit reptilian pupils and long perentiable scaled tail. To add to her lack of humanity she also had a forked tongue, fanged teeth, claw like nails, and pointy ears. But on the bright side she had a large bosom of a G cup, a large rump that filled the hands and then some, and curvy hips that hinted at her potential to be a good mother.


A nice sight albeit out of place in this dreadful forrest. She wouldn’t know the dangers of the forest however since she had yet to have a conversation with the natives of this island. One of them being the aforementioned Phouka messing with the berries in the area, spiking them with a liquid of sorts that can cause the person that consumed said tainted berry to become drowsy or sick at the very least.


The Phoukas were well known for said trick and the inhabitants of the land taught their children how to spot said tainted berries to avoid becoming victims of the foul creatures’ games. They’d often a variety of tricks on villages thanks to their ability to change form. Preteding to be tamed a horse and bucking them off in the middle of nowhere, drinking and eating your food, trying to pass as your favorite animal or pet. They loved mischief especially when it came to travellers. 


As Moeruhime travelled on the forrest road there was a creature stalking her. It’s midnight fur blending into the looming shadows of the trees. It’s golden eyes flickering in the darkness as it watched her. The dark creature would savor the sight of the voluptuous foreigner as a thought passed through its mind. It was always nice to play tricks on ignorant passersby, so why not this one? The road is quite long and there aren’t many sources of food nearby. So sometimes people like to feast on the blackberries from the bushes alongside the road for a snack. 


Moeruhime was feeling a bit hungry and wanted to save her bento box for later. So she decided to eat a few of the blackberries. The Phouka anticipated this and changed into the form of a squirrel and quickly rushed over to the berries she would eat and taint them with the sleep inducing liquid from earlier. The dragon maiden would be unaware of this act and consume the small fruit. 


They tasted sweet but felt unusually juicier than usually is what the young japanese woman thought but brushed it off as them being wet from the rain that came a few hours ago. She would continue down the road and slowly feel her body become more sluggish and her eyelids become heavy. How could she be this tired already? She had only woken up a few hours ago and hadn’t gone very far. She was going at a modest pace as well. The woman would fall to her knees eventually by what seemed to be the entrance to a small farm. It’s wooden gate and fences would be coated in unchecked vegetation and with pieces of wood missing. She had doubts that there would be help from anyone here if they were here at all. 


The dragoness would slowly doze off as suddenly as a creature in the form of an unusually dark furred horse and it’s golden eyes glowing in the dark would stand in front of her. It’s eyes gazing down on her and examining every inch of her body, it’s face with a dopey grin mocking her for something that she didn’t know of, and it’s massive horse cock peeking from its sheath leaking pre. “What…?” Is all the maiden could weakly say before losing consciousness and dropping down onto the dirt floor completely. 


The creature’s trick had worked and now he was going to do the friendly thing and give her a warm welcoming to his home. The creature would turn into a more human form temporarily to carry the porcelain skinned beauty. He would take her to the stables of the farm and lock her in some wooden stock. Leaving her body in a position that kept her ass sticking out as she was forced to stand up in a leaning position as her neck and wrists were locked in by the stock. Once she was in a suitable position it was time to get her body ready for what was next. 


The Phouka loved his pranks yes but above all else he loves ale and women. Whenever female travellers came by and were foolish enough to taste his black berries, the beast would take advantage of the situation and mate with them till they drifted off from narvanga. Often enough the women would wake up in a clearing with no relocation of what happened until a few months later when they receive an unpleasant surprise that shocks even their lovers if they have any. The phoukas had to rebuild their population after all.


The creature would shift back to the form of a beast. An Equine as that was one of his favorites. He was going to play his favorite “trick” on Moeruhime. He would approach her from behind and use his mouth to pull at the flaps of the lower part of her kimono. The stallion would also pull at her cloth belt to loosen up her top which successfully caused her large breasts to spill from the dress. The dragoness none the wiser of her position as the phouka neighed in excitement. The thing that sparked his interest was the young woman’s thick and plump rump that was exposed after her “partner” fooled around with her clothes. He would lower his large head and sniff at her pussy, taking in the scent of a fertile and pure woman started to get his member excited. His equine cock would peak back from it’s sheath like earlier and harden.


The horse would bite at her fundoshi and pull it to the side revealing the source of Moeruhime’s sweet pheromones that stirred up his member. He would experimentally lick at the young woman’s labia with his somewhat large and rough tongue causing the unconscious woman to murmur. Her body starting to experience the initial phases of arousal. Her skin would become flushes, her nipples stiffen, pussy leaking love jucies as the beast occasionally teased her clit causing it to rise in anticipation of what was to come.


Once the Phouka made “his” mate wet enough for the ensuing penetration or maybe when he couldn’t bear it anymore, the stallion would mount the dragoness. His front legs resting on the stock. It’s wooden frame enduring the large animal’s heavy bulk as his stiff member would rub against the woman’s rump, the shaft enveloped in the soft divide of her lower cheeks. He would snort and thrust his lower body forward before pulling back and thrusting again causing his member to rub against the maiden’s rump, as time passed the beast’s thrust would become more frequent and his thick sticky pre would leak from the tip and drip onto her backside. As the rougher and quicker he became the more he stirred Moeruhime back to reality.


The drug that he used to knock her out prior was powerful indeed, but was only meant to put someone to sleep for a short time. The fake stallion would soon grow needy for more pleasure, the embrace of the folds of a human female and so he would move his dick from her ass and prod the entrance of his latest victim’s pussy. His bulbous blunt tip mere moments from entering her snatch.


Moeruhime was indeed a virgin. A pure girl who saved herself for the one she could call “darling” or her love. She was raised to be like the famous ideal woman, Yamato Nadeshiko, or rather someone who could become someone’s wife someday. It was her dream to one day settle down with the right man and raise a family together. Even as a child she was raised to one day become a good wife with proper manners, the skill to defend herself and her future household, prepare meals, taking care of children, everything a woman who seeks to become one’s lover should know, at least by society’s standards at the time. But becoming similar to a famous dragon that wreaked havoc on japan for years kinda lowers your chances to find a decent guy to fall in love with. With the various hate and murder plots that come the poor maiden’s way and now this situation as well! How unfortunate! Did the blood of Yamata no Orochi curse her as well or is this some kind of nightmare!?


Regardless Moeruhime finally awoke with a strange feeling. Her mind cloudy, body weak and heavy, herself bound and feeling slightly aroused. “What ...What's going on..?” She looked around but then felt the horse’s breath hitting her head and more importantly his member pressing against her sacred place. She grit her teeth and feebly struggled in her bindings. “Let go of me!...I’m a dragon! A disgusting scalie beast! I’ll slaughter you! Burn you alive with my breath, tear out your entrails with my claws, slash you with my naginata! FREE ME OR ELSE!” She growled but the Phouka was more interested in her body than her actual words. Without hesitation he rammed his thick and lengthy equine member into her pussy, pushing it in halfway and. It being her first time, Moeruhime’s hymen would be torn from the penetrating thrust, blood would pool around the stallion’s member, the maiden herself would cry out from the initial burst of pain from the action. ‘My purity!?...I’m ruined now..who would want to take someone who’s been used by a filthy beast?’ is the one thought that raced through her mind as her pussy had never felt so stretched in her life. The pain would slowly dull away with every thrust the horse made eventually there was no pain. Only the burning ache in her snatch begging for more pleasure. The horse would give her body exactly what it wanted.


Soft moans would escape the maiden’s lips as the beast’s thrusts started to hit her g-spot and reaching closer to putting his whole member into her pussy which made a bulge appear in her stomach that outlined his huge member. Moeruhime didn’t want to grace this foul creature’s ears with her sweet voice. But no matter how much she struggled to hold her voice, her voice would escaped her lips. She resented it for acting so selfishly and stealing her virginity but couldn’t do anything about getting revenge in this situation. She’d make him pay eventually…


The horse would grow more aggressive and reckless, rocking the stocks and his mate’s body with his powerful thrusts as his low hanging and heavy spheres of virility swung back and forth with every thrust. It had been a while since a woman was foolish enough to cross his path. For the past few days it had been nothing but men and young boys who he’d trick but not like this. They were a good source for food and booze but never good for fun. He preferred the femenine persuasion after all. And this was exactly what he needed. His huge balls were swollen with seed.


Moeruhime’s insides would clench around the horse’s member tightly in an attempt to force it out but they only made him more eager to continue. His thrusts would start to deepen causing his battering ram like cock to slam against her cervix, rocking her baby room. The dragoness’ body would tremble with joy even if she didn’t feel it exactly. His dick would throb signaling that the steed’s climax was near and he knew as much as well. He wasn’t the sharpest tool in the sheed but intellect wasn’t needed when you’re controlled by animalistic desires, the one driving him the most right now was the need to breed. The beast would put all of his strength into his thrusts now in a desperate attempt to empty his seed in her deepest depths. With one thrust it seemed like her cervix was being opened somewhat now which gives him the motivation to continue as he had almost reached his hilt into the woman.


The Phouka had never had a mate that was able to handle his full member before let alone not climax yet till there was nothing left but mutiple mind breaking orgasms in store for them. He wanted to make her climax. He had to if he wanted any chance of properly impregnating her and conquering her broken in pussy. Moeruhime in truth was on the brink of an orgasm, her first of many to come in the future no doubt as the thrusts to her cervix directly would be too much to handle. Moeruhime would let out a cry of ecstasy as she climaxed. Her vaginal muscles would squeeze and grip his cock as her body trembled and she moaned. The horse neighed happily before giving her womb one more shot.


With one powerful thrust the horse’s blunt tipped member finally broke through into her baby room and he finally achieved having a woman that could accept his meat fully without any problems. And now he was going to save it by seeding her in the deepest point he could. His member pulasted in her, the grip of her pussy was too much for the beast and having reached his goals he could finally give into the approaching sweet release. He loudly neighed one last time before his member’s first spurt hit the back of her womb point blank.


More spurts of his thick musky seed would come out from the tip causing her womb to slowly get filled to the brim with the beast’s seed but the small sphere could only handle so much and the rest would fill her canal and make her whole pussy marked by the phouka. Moeruhime thought it was over once he defiled her so much but his baby juice would overflow even more and leak from her deflowered hole and spill onto the floor of the stables. Pumping her up for at least half an hour and occasionally thrusting just to make room for more seed as he teased the former maiden which was quite effective.


Due to the teasing the dragoness would climax a few more times and her stern expression from earlier would slowly become on of bliss. Her tongue hanging out and her eyes rolled up slightly. Eventually both of them would stop climaxing and they’d slowly recover. The horse would back out and cause his member to pull out. It would become flaccid with his desires being satisfied by the young woman’s body.


Moeruhime would pant with her soft and gentle voice as the steed’s seed would freely flow from her thoroughly used pussy in large quantities. She felt disgusted by what had happened as well as the feeling of how stretched she was and by the feeling of the horse’s thick and slimy seed leaking from her. She was ashamed to have let herself be captured and dominated by some animal. 


So why was her body still feeling hot and so needful…? She didn’t ask or want this and yet her body desired more from this creature. What exactly would she do now that she couldn’t become a normal bride anymore? The horse would back up fully and his bulk would no longer impose on Moeruhime or the poor stocks that supported him for so long. He admired the way his seed fell from her snatch and her stuck out flank. Would he really let her go? A mate so perfect at handling his meat. Not a chance. The Phoukas need to repopulate after all and so he’d needed woman that could really handle him. Not those other travelers  that couldn’t hand handle him and he’d just let go anyway. This dragoness would bare as many of his kid as she could carry. Her dream to become a wife might just happen after all.


CHAPTER 1 END


