Final Fantasy - The Princess's Sacrifice

Princess Ashelia B'nargin Dalmasca slipped from her bed, her footsteps as light as possible as she pushed the door open. She cringed at the sound of the creek, not realizing how loud it was going to be. She was 19 years old, with a small and slender frame. Her sandy blonde hair was cut above her shoulders, as any longer would interfere with battle, and her grayish blue eyes surveyed her surroundings, filled with years of experience. She was wearing a white and gold cropped shirt over a leather waisted pink miniskirt with a light-blue belt. She had pulled her thigh high leg-guards up, not knowing exactly what was going to happen. She knew she had to be prepared for anything. Her sword weighed heavily on her back as she traveled up all the flights of the castle to the very top floor. It was the ritual chamber, open to the stars and the sky above, and the biggest room for what she was about to do. 

It didn't take her too long to perform her magic. She used Libra, and three glowing spirals appeared in front of her, spinning before there was a flash, and Belias appeared in front of her. The was the embodiment of the sign Aries, the Ram, a four-armed giant with ram-like horns, giant spiraling metals that jutted out of his mask. He carried a long pole shaped like his ram, a God that exuded power just standing there in front of her, though she had long defeated him before to be able to summon him. Two of his hands ended in long claws, and the other two normal, though much bigger than hers. He stared at her, not looking amused at the slightest. None of them did when they were summoned. 

“There’s a reason why I’ve brought you here…” she started. She was a strong and determined woman, she’s always been, but this was by far the craziest thing she’s ever done, and she knew none of her allies would ever approve of this. He studied her,  but didn’t say a word. “I need you to help us in the battle as the Resistance. We would not be able to do so without the help of the Espers.” 

She stood there awkwardly, staring up at him, wondering how she would ever be able to understand what he was trying to convey to her. “I’m willing to do anything for your help,” she continued, biting her lip. Her heart was pulsing, and though she’d always been brave, this was by far the craziest thing she’d ever done. 

She shifted as she lifted her skirt a little, “anything…” This was insane. Absolutely insane. She was asking a Godly creature to have its way with her, just so she could save her people - was it really worth it? If they knew… if any of them knew what she was doing right now… she almost walked away. She felt so utterly ashamed, and she couldn’t bear looking at the creature. When she finally gathered the courage to look up, she saw it was staring at her with a new interest on its face. “Do you understand what I mean?” She asked, more assertively than before. It nodded, making her hitch her breath. She didn’t actually imagine it would ever say yes to her, and yet here Belias was, looking at her like a piece of meat. “If I give myself to you today, will you help us tomorrow?” Belias nodded. “Do you think… the other Espers will feel the same?” Belias nodded again. “I see…” she needed the different Espers to assist for different reasons, though for some reason thought to summon Belias first. 

She had never had sex with anyone before, but had decided the day before to tear her own hymen, not wanting Belias or any of the other Espers to ever have the satisfaction of doing it themselves. With shaky fingers, she began taking off her belt, pulling it off as she studied him. She pulled her cropped shirt over her body, revealing a white cotton bra underneath. It was thin and soft, and she barely noticed it in the heat of battle. Next, she pulled her miniskirt off, and unclipped her leg-guards one by one. She felt so utterly vulnerable standing there in her panties and bra, staring at him. Her whole body was shaking, and no matter how much she tried to stop her body and face to reveal how scared she was, she was unable to help herself. She breathed in deeply, and was about to take off her bra when Belias suddenly lurched forwards, so aggressively that the floor shook underneath him. 

He lunged for her, his two giant arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her upwards. She couldn’t help but let out a scream, and immediately prayed that none of her companions heard her. She was floating in the air, and could feel the insane muscle of his arms squeezing around her. He was hot, hotter than she could’ve ever imagined, and she immediately regretted doing this. He was absolutely going to destroy her, and there was nothing she could do about it. She would have to take every second of everything he wanted to do to her, and pretend like nothing had happened the next day. She could never speak a word of this to anyone. It was just too shameful.

He turned her to she was facing him, his masks staring at her face. She couldn’t tell what he was thinking without seeing his expression, and it was killing her inside. She was usually able to read people well, but with him, there was nothing to read. With one of his three free hands, he stroked her body with his long nail, a gentle caress behind her ear, then down the front of her. When it hit her bra, it ripped it open, making her gasp in shock. Her body was still shivering, even more so with so much of his attention. She had thought of herself as a little too proud in assuming a God would be interested in her, but seeing his focus on her now, it made her realize she was right in thinking he and the other Espers would be interested in having their way with a princess. 

His long nail, so large it was half the width of her, trailed down lower and lower, until it reached her panties. He did the same, pulling on the soft white cotton until it ripped. He stared at her completely naked form for a long time, until she began wondering if he’d ever seen a naked woman’s form before, maybe not one as young as her. When she was finally feeling brave enough to say something, he suddenly let her go, forcing her to fall onto the ground. She winced at the impact. It wasn’t too much of a fall, but it was clear these Gods had no idea how to actually handle a human, and with his impossible strength, he was going to hurt her - even if he didn’t actually mean to. The same finger looped under her belly and flipped her around so she was on her stomach. She began pushing herself up, but he pressed down on her back, so she was on her knees and palms. The fear was creeping up again. She had been pretty sheltered sexually her whole life, taught to be a princess and fight rather than to seduce men in the bedroom, but she had learned a thing or two, particularly from seeing creatures breed out in the wild, and she had realized he put her in the perfect position for breeding. Was that what he was going to do now? 

When there was a pause once more, she turned around slowly to see what he was doing. She saw him adjust himself, so that the long velvet fur around him was moved, revealing his cock underneath. She wouldn’t have been able to speak even if she wanted to. It felt like a frog was wedged in her throat. It was the size of her… there was no way something like that was going to fit, especially since nothing had ever been inside of her before… what had she gotten herself into? He was going to kill her… and it would be such an embarrassing way to die. He wrapped his fingers around his cock and began stroking it. It was enormous, gray like the rest of his skin, and with veins traveling the length. Her heart raced as he pumped himself, his cock getting impossibly larger as he traveled from the base to the tip, squeezing at the tip each time he reached it. 

It was almost funny how different their sizes were. She wouldn’t even remotely be able to satisfy him with her own hands, as two of her own wouldn’t have been able to wrap around the length. As he continued on, she could see him beading at the tip, a white fluid appearing and dripping down onto the floor. She didn’t know if he was forcing her to wait on purpose, extending the agony, or if he was merely enjoying himself without bothering to see her as something to respect. She would’ve started stroking herself too to get herself wet, but she didn’t think her body would even listen with how terrified she was. She had to be in the proper mindset, after all. 

He finally stopped, and she watched as he bent down to try to align his cock against her. At once, they both realized the same thing - he was double her height, and there was no way his cock would be able to align with her properly in this position. He lifted her up with one of his large hands once more, and she gasped as he aligned himself against her entrance. 

This was it, this was what she was waiting for. As soon as it began pushing into her, she let out a scream - she no longer cared if anyone woke from her noises, all she could focus on was the pain of being stretched out, and the heat of his palm wrapped around her body. He smelt like ashes, or the lava pouring out from a volcano, it was unnerving, like he crawled out to the crevices of hell itself. She didn’t know whether or not her pain was turning her on, but his mind seemed to be focused on one thing - entering her fully. She felt like she was breaking apart, but he was strong, and continued to enter her more and more, until she was impossibly full. He was hitting her cervix by a third of the way in, and no matter how much he pushed, he could not get deeper. With two hands around her waist, he pulled out of her and thrust his way back in. She let out another scream, and was about to let out another when his finger suddenly forced it way inside of her mouth. She moaned into it, muting her sound completely as he thrust inside of her again. He began figuring out a rhythm, his hips thrusting over and over as he held her like a limp doll in between his hands. The pain lessened somewhat as her body adjusted to it, and she wondered if she would ever go back to how she was before, or ever be able to have sex with another human without being reminded of his cock inside of her. His two free hands began playing with her body again, and she felt them squeeze her small breasts, kneading them between his fingers. He rolled her nipples, making them erect for him, and began pinching them. Her head was dizzy, and she couldn’t think of anything else except for the sensations of his touch throughout her entire body. She didn’t know if she was the first human woman he’d been with, but it seemed unlikely, as he was ancient, and had lived far longer than her 19 years. He seemed to know exactly how to play with her body, and the sensations of pain and pleasure began mixing together, making her utterly confused at how she was supposed to feel about this. Her hatred for him overrode everything else. She couldn’t believe this was the only way he’d accept to help her… and yet she was the one who had offered in the first place.

He pulled her off his cock suddenly, and she yelped as he flipped her around so she was facing him. She was forced to stare face to face with him as he pushed her back down onto his cock, this time deeper than before, mostly because her body had already started adjusting to the sheer size of him. “I can’t… I can’t…” she began saying, now that her mouth was free again. He ignored her, and began thrusting once more. She didn’t have to keep herself upright, because he was doing it all for her. She looked down, and screamed again when she saw her belly expand upwards with each thrust. She could physically see his cock slamming into her, and it made her want to vomit at once. She would not be able to do this with another Esper. How could she? This was by far the most disgusting thing she’d ever had to endure, and she couldn’t do it a second time, no matter how much she loved her people. 

She had never felt her cervix before,  but she could somehow feel the sensation of it being pushed by the head of his cock with every stroke. Her fingers dug into where he was holding her, and she felt how impossibly hard his skin was. She had trained with warriors before, and many of them had bodies full of muscle, but it was incomparable to this God. He was only muscle, and nothing else. 

“Please finish… I cannot bear this any longer.” Her pussy was squeezing itself around his cock like it was milking him. She wasn’t consciously doing that, but her body seemed to know what to do to make him cum. She didn’t want his cum inside of her, and she was almost scared of the sheer amount that would come out of him. So much of his precum was already oozing into her, and it filled her with even more disgust than she had already felt. 

She felt him expand inside of her, get even stiffer than he already was, and her eyes widened as she stared up at his two masks, both still expressing no emotion whatsoever. “Are you…” she was about to ask, her voice sounding strangled and desperate. His only response was squeezing her even tighter than before, his long nails digging inside of her soft flesh as he came, his cock pumping over and over inside of her as she felt the gush of warmth deep inside of her. It felt like it was flooding her entire body, and she shook from the sensation. It felt like ages before he finished, dropping her onto the ground as he walked back a few steps. She felt like a whore as she felt his cum ooze out of her, large blobs of white sticky fluid dropping onto the sacred floor of the ritual chamber. Her pussy was gapping wide, and she didn’t know if it would ever be back to normal. 

She immediately went into fetal position, and looked up at him with tears in her eyes, formed from a mix of mental agony and physical pain. “Is it… done? Will you help us?”

The giant creature staring at her only gave her a nod before disappearing, the tiny flakes of him floating in the air before the room was silent once more.