power corrupts

Dis-Lamer:
All characters depicted within are property of Squaresoft. I am using them without license or acceptance, to the legal purpose of parody. The views and morals of the characters do not necessarily represent those of either me or Squaresoft. I am the poor. Suing is futile. You will be disappointed.


Warnings:

This story contains adult content, sexual intercourse, non-consensual copulation and paedophilia. For those who don’t understand the fancy words, they basically mean that this story is a very descriptive piece of fiction about how a bad guy rapes a little child girl. It is probably illegal to read – or write –this, since child pornography, even in literal form, is banned in most civilised countries. If you are underage in your place of residence, you are in no case suposed or allowed to be reading this. Also warnings for bleeding in connection to defloration and anal entry, and general maliciousness.


Author’s notes:

Now, if you’re still reading this, just remember I’m disgusted by this stuff too. Partially, it’s just a revenge ‘fic. On the other hand, it’s an attempt at getting some flames. Finally, I like to shock people. And, well, if this isn’t shocking…


And you, the teenager behind the screen, why did you skip the warnings? I’m serious. Go play Final Fantasy instead, it is a better waste of time. This is honestly nauseating text.

Don’t say I didn’t warn you.


Power Corrupts


Amarant trudged forward across the vast expanse of sand. He squinted his eyes against the glare of the scorching sun, trying to spot a single marker to point him to his destination. It was outright mad of Kuja to build a secret base here; his henchmen had trouble finding their way back.

There! A group of cacti in the shape of a triangle marked the spot. Adjusting the straps of his backpack – his quarry struggled again to escape from the backpack and failed – Amarant walked into the middle of the cacti. As soon as he crossed an invisible line, his feet sank into the quicksand. Nervously – he did not like this sort of a doorway – he crossed his arms and told his captive: ”Hold your breath.” He heard the little girl take a deep breath, and prepared similarly. In a couple of seconds they had disappeared from sight.


Kuja sat on his throne made of the rarest metals and decorated with pearls and precious stones, nibbling on his long, blue hair. He sighed miserably and leaned his chin on his hand, his elbow propped up on the mother-of-pearl armrest. He was extremely bored. Everything had gone according to plan for the last couple centuries or so; he could not remember exactly for how long. Watching the chaos on the Mist Continent had been interesting for only a couple of days, since destruction got repetitive after three or so civilisations. Well, soon he could start altering and creating, as all of the planet would be under his iron heel. Amarant had sent word of his success, and now the last one from the Village of Summoners was his prisoner, and the mercenary would bring the jewels he required. Yes, everything was perfect.

Ah, there was Amarant. Amusing as usual: head held up high, but the red dreadlocks covering his eyes nonetheless. Slow and confident in his moves. A battle-hardened man with a heart of stone. A good warrior, but ridiculous appearance. One could not excel at anything without a certain sense of style. ”Welcome, Amarant. Have you got her?”

Nodding silently, the bounty hunter unceremoniously dumped his backpack onto the marble floor, and a bundle of colourful clothing rolled out. It straightened itself and proved to be a little girl, maybe a little less than ten years old. She had short, purple hair, from which a Summoner’s horn and a pair of dragon wing-like ears poked out. As she turned to face her captor, Kuja saw that she had tiny, flapping white wings on her back. The girl kicked Amarant in the shin – her wrists were tied – and shouted: ”You big bully!”

Kuja smirked as the girl proceeded to mercilessly kick at the bounty hunter’s ankles. His smile fell as Amarant pulled back his hand and smacked the girl on the left cheek. She flew a couple of feet across the air and landed with a thud on her side. Kuja leaped up from his throne. ”You idiot! That was unnecessary.”

Amarant turned his head to Kuja, but his eyes remained hidden under his red dreadlocks. ”She has been annoying the hell out of me ever since I saw her.”

Kuja gazed at him with a look that could have made a dragon turn its tail and flee. ”Your reward is on the table. Do not return.”

”But—”

Kuja extended his hand and a ripple flowed through the air, hitting Amarant square in the chest and throwing him onto the floor. ”Leave,” Kuja snarled. He was angrier than he could remember having been in decades. A catch lost its value if it was damaged. He turned his back to the mildly injured bounty hunter and walked to the girl. She was getting up, but lost her balance and fell with a yelp. Kuja smiled, because the girl’s struggles brought out her child-like cuteness extremely well. He snapped his fingers and the leather straps restricting the girl’s wrists disappeared. He offered his hand to the girl and helped her up. She looked him in the eyes with a fearful expression. Kuja noticed a red bruise forming on her cheek, and tears ready to flow from her eyes. ”I am sorry, little child. The – hm! – big bully… will not hurt you again. You are safe with me.” Amarant’s violence presented an excellent opportunity to make a contrast and befriend the girl. He decided to put on a show of politeness and kindness.

The girl sobbed. ”I want to go back to my village and my friends.”

Kuja sensed troubles here. A child’s loyalties would be hard to break. ”Let us make a deal… what is your name, little princess?”

The girl sniffed and dried her yes on her sleeves. ”Eiko.”

”That’s a nice name. So, princess Eiko, if you will help me, I will return you to your friends.”

”O-okay…”

”Then, let me take care of that bruise that mars your beautiful face.” Kuja took Eiko’s chin in one slender hand and ran the other over her cheek, murmuring a spell. The redness faded in a second.

Eiko nodded. ”Thank you...”

”Is there anything else my little princess needs?”

”I’m thirsty and hungry.”

Kuja slapped his forehead. ”Ah, but of course! How inconsiderate of me. I should have offered refreshments immediately.” He snapped his fingers and a table with two tall, conical glasses of some sparkling yellow liquid, two plates, and a bowl of exotic fruit appeared. Two chairs popped out of thin air next to it. Kuja held out one and motioned for Eiko to sit on it. The girl walked to him but found the chair too high for her to jump onto. Kuja kneeled. ”Let me help you.” He lifted Eiko onto the chair by her armpits. ”There.” After pushing the chair closer to the table, he walked to his side of the table and sat down on the other chair.

Eiko took a sip of her drink and brightened instantly. ”This is really good!”

”It is made of Lakka berries, found only in Finland on the Forgotten Continent.”

Eiko smiled and drank some more, then took an apple and started to nibble on it. She looked kind of cute when she did that, Kuja thought. ”You are beautiful, princess Eiko.”

Eiko blushed deeply and looked down, becoming even more adorable. ”…’m no princess…” she mumbled, ”… and you’re prettier than me, miss Kuja.”

Kuja blinked twice and snickered. ”Miss? I am flattered, princess Eiko, but I am a man.”

Eiko blushed even more. ”Sorry, mister Kuja. You just look so pretty in those clothes.”

Kuja chuckled softly and looked down at his clothes. A light blue ankle-length skirt and a dark blue long-sleeved shirt – which had a deep cleavage and ended well above the navel – were not normal men’s clothing in this world, and most males kept their hair relatively short, but his reached below the waist. ”I can see why you would think so. Do not worry, my dear lady, I am not offended.”

”Thank you, mister Kuja.” Eiko ate her apple and drank the alcoholic juice in silence. Kuja ate nothing, but slowly sipped his drink and watched her. The girl was beginning to gently sway on her chair, which he attributed to tiredness.

Eiko finished her apple and got up, nearly falling to the floor as her balance was hindered by the alcohol she had consumed. ”I’m kinda tried, mister Kuja.”

”That is understandable. You have travelled a long way here. I will escort you to your room.” He offered his hand, which the girl took, and they walked slowly along a dimly lit corridor. Eiko nearly fell, and Kuja picked her up in his arms. ”Let me carry you.”

Eiko was too drunk to protest. She laid her head against Kuja’s warm chest and listened to his heartbeat.

Kuja smiled. He could not remember having held someone close since he left his own world. It was a nice feeling, and he decided to spare the girl in the oncoming reformation. But now, as he carried the cute bundle of innocence and softness in his arms, Kuja felt no urgent need to get on with his plans. Maybe he could take a leave from being a super villain for a couple of decades and enjoy this sweet mortal’s company.

They arrived at a guest room, and Kuja entered. A dozen candles around the room were lit by a whispered word from him, and he walked to the wide bed positioned across the room. With a thought, he altered the colour of the interior to match Eiko’s pink shirt and yellow overalls. He laid the girl softly onto the covers and whispered: ”You need to undress before you go to sleep.”

Eiko sat up and slipped the overalls’ shoulder straps down. She kicked her shoes off her feet and onto the floor, and took off her pink shirt, revealing a bare, flat chest adorned by two pale pink nipples, that hardened in the cool air of the room. Kuja unknowingly licked his lips. Eiko slipped out of her overalls, taking them off with her socks, and tossed all the clothes to the floor in a heap. Then she crawled under the covers and pulled them up to her neck.

Kuja turned and was about to walk out of the room, as he heard a sob. ”Eiko?” There was another sob. ”I something wrong, Eiko?”

”I’m lonely,” came the quiet answer.

Kuja turned and walked back to the bed, leaning close to the girl, and whispered: ”Do you want me to sleep with you this night?”

Eiko nodded.

Kuja brushed back his hair and took off his shirt, draping it over a chair’s back. His skirt followed, and he stood naked in the candlelight. He turned to Eiko and noticed her looking at his body. ”What are you looking at, my dear Eiko?”

”You look pretty.” And it was true; Kuja’s slender and fragile-looking but strong body was the most attractive Eiko had ever seen. And then there was the weird thing between his legs, that she knew to be one of the small differences between men and women. It was as wide as three of her fingers and about seven inches long, and jutted out form his crotch aggressively. Kuja slipped under the covers and wrapped his arms around the girl. She moved closer to the man, and felt his manly member on her thigh. Feeling intrigued, and encouraged by alcohol, she reached down with her hands to touch it. It felt hard and hot. ”What’s this?”

Kuja gently stroked Eiko’s back. ”It shows how much I like you and want to be close to you in a special way.”

”What’s the special way like?”

”When a man and a woman like each other very much, they share the most wonderful thing in the world. It is called making love, and that is what that thing is for.”

”Hmm… I like you very much, mister Kuja. Can we make love?”

”No, dear. You are not old enough yet, and your body is not ready.” It was a shame. He really wanted to do that.

Eiko thought for a moment. ”You’re good with magic and stuff. Can’t you cast a spell to make me an adult for this night?”

Kuja thought for a moment. It was possible to alter the girl’s sexual organs to work normally, but it was immoral to do anything to a child. Oh, to hell with morality, he decided, he was going to rape the world anyway. What was a little girl compared to that? He whispered: ”Yes, darling, I can. But even then, the spell will hurt just a little.”

”It’s okay,” the drunk girl answered, ”I want you to make love to me now.”

Kuja smirked and began to cast a spell. He slid his hand down the girl’s cheek, to her neck, over her flat chest and abdomen, and under the waistband of her panties.

Eiko yelped. ”What are you doing? You can’t go there!”

Kuja interrupted his spell and said: ”This here is the place you will use when we make love. I need to make it grow up.” As Eiko nodded shakily, he continued his spell, running his fingers over the firm flesh of her nether lips, making the girl tremble in anticipation.

A soft light flashed from under he covers, and Eiko felt a warm sensation spreading to her crotch. Then it felt like something was being pinched, pulled, pushed, spread… she did not know what was going on. It hurt, but everything ended before she could even begin to cry. Then, the warmth faded, leaving just a tingling sensation.

Kuja nodded. ”Well then, it is done. We can begin after I make your body prepared.”

Eiko hugged Kuja. ”Thank you. What do we do now?”

Kuja pulled his hand from Eiko’s panties and threw the covers aside. ”You need to show me all of your body.”

Eiko blushed and pulled her hands down to her crotch. ”I-I can’t… It’s too embarrassing.”

”Come on now, I already touched your pussy.”

”Pussy?”

”That is what the wonderful thing between your thighs is called, a pussy or a cunt.”

”And what’s the name of your thing?” Eiko nodded at his erect member.

”It is a cock, or… It has many names, but cock is the most used. Both the cock and the pussy are very sensitive.” He got onto his knees and held his staff in his hand. ”Now… One of the best things a woman can do to a man’s cock is lick and suck it, until the man climaxes, or comes, as some say. Come on, then.”

Eiko got onto all fours and approached the erect tower of lust. Kuja watched in amusement as the tiny wings on the girl’s back fluttered. She brought her face to his cock and licked it as if it were an ice cream cone, and he smiled. Eiko took the tip in her mouth, and Kuja said: ”Use your tongue.” She began to twirl her tongue around the tip. Kuja groaned and stroked Eiko’s hair. The girl popped his cock out of her mouth and licked up and down the shaft. Kuja, having lived without sex for many a year, climaxed quickly. His staff sprayed thick white goo onto Eiko’s face and chest. ”Yes, that is right,” he said, ”now swallow my love seed.”

Eiko cleaned the tip of Kuja’s tool with her mouth, and swallowed the salty sperm. It did not taste good, but she was glad to have Kuja’s seed. She cleaned it from her face and licked her fingers. When she tried to repeat it with her body, she just managed to spread the warm, sticky substance all over her chest. As her hands passed over her hardened nipples, the sensitive nubs sent signals of pleasure to her alcohol-clouded mind, and she pinched them lightly.

Kuja pulled her hands away from her chest and cleaned her entirely with his magic. ”I need to touch your pussy and make it feel good before we can continue.”

Eiko bit her lip as she hesitantly pulled down her panties, shyly crossing her legs as she tossed aside the piece of clothing. In a show of drunken bravery, she pulled her hands to her sides and spread her legs, revealing to Kuja her hairless pussy. He positioned himself between her thighs and ran a finger down her slit. The light touch sent tremors through Eiko’s body, and she mumbled: ”Feels weird.”

Kuja massaged Eiko’s nether lips with his thumbs, spreading them slowly as they reddened and grew thicker. A trickle of clear liquid ran down form the slit and over her butt. He leaned his head in closer and stuck out his tongue to lick up between the puffy red lips, eliciting a moan of undeniable pleasure form the girl. Satisfied with the girl’s wordless approval, Kuja latched his lips onto her mound and used his agile tongue to lather Eiko’s smooth, externally child-like pussy with saliva. He pushed the writhing limb inside, exploring the girl’s moistening canal. She breathed heavily, sweat beading on her forehead and chest as she fought the desire to scream in delight. A moan escaped her lips, as she felt a new heat growing in her crotch, spreading across her body, but waiting for the final release. Then Kuja’s mouth withdrew, and she was left teetering on the brink of her first orgasm. Desperate to climax, she instinctively brought her hands to her pussy, and began to rub it softly. She groaned, pushing her fingers seep into her dripping cunt in a frenzy. Before she could pull them back, they hit and immediately pierced her hymen. The membrane tore only part-way, sending a spike of red-hot anguish to her brain. She screamed and spasmed as the pain was overlapped by her first orgasm, the sensations mixing to form a debilitating flood of opposites.

Kuja noticed the trickle of blood coming out of Eiko’s pussy, surprised that the girl had found the courage to deflower herself. Fascinated by the mixing of the red blood with the clear juices also flowing abundantly from between the lips of Eiko’s small cunt, Kuja grabbed her wrist and pulled the fingers out from the canal. Ignoring the girl’s sobs, he licked the fingers, tasting the sweetness of her juices complimented by the coppery tang of virgin blood. He sucked the fingers in his mouth until they were clean, and put the hand down. ”Now, Eiko, you are ready to take me.”

Eiko shook her head, with tears clouding her eyes. ”Please, no… not yet. It hurts so much.” She covered her still bleeding pussy with her hands.

Kuja frowned; his manhood was aching to enter the child’s tight, firm cunt, and he was not compelled to wait. With a reassuring ”It will soon feel good” he pried the girl’s resisting hands from her crotch and carefully lowered his body onto hers. Checking that his manhood was properly aligned with Eiko’s blood and juice-covered lips, he pushed into her.

Eiko screamed in pain, begging for Kuja to ”Stop! It hurts! Please, mister Kuja! Please…!”

Kuja thrust halfway into Eiko, ripping away the remainder of her hymen, and grinned with the insane tightness of the girl’s slippery cunt. The thought of half the lubrication being blood did not bother him as he began a series of shallow pulls and pushes, each time penetrating deeper into the hot tunnel. When he reached maximum depth, Kuja pulled halfway back, drawing a scream of pain from the girl pinned under him, trying to push him off of her body without a chance of success. Eiko pounded at the man’s chest with her fists, pleading for him to end his invasion of her pussy, which was stretched to its limits. Each thrust launched a pulse of pleasure, as Kuja’s cockhead stroked her cunt from the inside, but it was outweighed by the pain.

Eager after his long celibacy, and caressed by the girl’s snug pussy, Kuja was approaching his second orgasm. He listened with pride to the squelching noises produced by bloodied girl cum flowing back past his cock, and increased the speed at which he pumped into the writhing girl. Their sweaty bodies slapped together in a defiled ritual of love, as Kuja, relishing in the feeling of her cunt squeezing his cock, frantically rammed his shaft in and out of Eiko.

Finally, being able to take no more, Kuja felt his sperm poising at the tip of his cock, ready to shoot out. He buried his tool to the hilt in Eiko’s pussy and arched his head back, groaning in ecstasy. His shaft emptied its load, firing a steady flow of thick, hot semen into the girl. She felt it strike the walls of her cunt, then flood back and out of the filled canal and ooze around Kuja’s cock. With a slurp, he pulled out of her, releasing a flow of mixed pussy juice, blood, and sperm. He lay down on her body to prevent her from escaping, and caressed her hair. ”It is all right, little Eiko. It only hurt this once. The next time will—”

”No!” Eiko interrupted. ”There won’t be a next time! I’ll never, ever let you touch me again!”

Kuja chuckled. ”You disrespectful child. If that fucking did not show you who is the master in the bed, this one will.” He violently turned the girl around and kneeled, lifting her body onto his lap. He rubbed his cockhead against her cunt, coating it with the mix of fluid covering the lips, then moved her forward and positioned his still erect staff at the entry to her butt.

Eiko squirmed in discomfort. ”No… Don’t go there, it’s too nasty…”

Kuja grinned maliciously and slammed the girl’s hips down with his hands, shoving his entire length into Eiko’s virgin asshole. ”Ahh… even tighter.” He could feel the girl beginning to bleed from that hole, too. He moved his fingers to pinch Eiko’s nipples tightly, bruising them, and once again shut the girl’s pleas out of his mind. Pulling up and down on the nipples, he controlled the girl’s movements, and sighed in content. This was what he had needed to bring his mind away from work: a nice child slut to fuck as he pleased. The tight girl ass worked wonders on his stiff cock, and he pulled her down harder each time.

Eiko’s voice had become hoarse from screaming, so she could only sob as Kuja cruelly violated her innocence. Finding it useless to try freeing her nipples – Kuja only pinched tighter – she slid her hands down her belly to her crotch, checking if she still bled. Kuja’s thrusts splashed liquids onto her hand, something warm and sticky. Her fingers reached her pussy, and touched a thick layer of cooling cum and blood. She pressed through it, finding her lower lips still raw and tender from the powerful penetration. She whimpered as even the slightest touch hurt her like all of hell.

Kuja, seeing where Eiko’s hand was, assumed that she was trying to make the most of her situation, and wanted to help. He took his right hand of her nipple and laid it down on her hip, impaling her on his cock a little bit lighter this time. It gave Eiko a chance to protectively cover her nipple with her hand – which was just what Kuja wanted. Not only did she smear the messy fluid over her sweaty, flat chest, she also left herself open to attack. Kuja’s right hand slid down across the inside of her thigh with lightening speed and cupped her dirty mound. He shoved two fingers into her cunt and began to wriggle them around.

Eiko’s pussy had mostly recovered from the forced entry, which was why it actually felt good this time it was entered. It was incredible, as Kuja had promised, but being ass-raped was not the best position to appreciate it. Just wanting to get rid of the pain, Eiko gathered the bits of her mind and cast a Cure on herself. The magic tingled inside her, and then she nearly fainted as an immense wave of pure ecstasy blasted from both of her holes. She orgasmed instantly, her pussy practically shooting out new juices to water down the mix of sperm and blood around its entrance and on Kuja’s hand.

Kuja noticed the magic taking effect on Eiko’s nipples, healing the dark bruises, and realised suddenly that he had hurt them. Regretting his carelessness, he bowed his head and kissed the girl on the top of her head. ”I’m sorry,” he mumbled into her hair. He toned down the movements of his left hand to soft caresses on Eiko’s chest, spreading wider the wet, sticky stain left by her own soaked hand. His fingers entwined briefly with Eiko’s as they roamed over her smooth skin.

Eiko turned her head to the side to look at Kuja’s effeminate features. She opened her mouth to say something, but Kuja’s fingers plunging into her cunt and his thick cock in her tightly stretched ass took away her concentration. Kuja bent down to kiss Eiko’s mouth as his shaft reached maximum depth, staying there for a moment and softly pressing his lips against hers. The girl was still in a state of drunken instability and answered the kiss eagerly, taking the initiative as her tongue slipped in between his pale lips. His tongue answered, and as he lifted Eiko’s body up, moving his cock inside her slippery butt, she moaned into his mouth.

Kuja was nearing the edge of orgasm for the third time that night. He felt pressure rising in his member making it just so thick that the snug tunnel of Eiko’s ass gripped it with maddening intensity, but not big enough to actually hurt the girl. With a final thrust into her, he slammed his tool into the hot hole, and shot his load. Eiko felt the warm spray hit her insides, but even with his finger in her cunt, it was not enough. Kuja sharply ended the kiss and pushed Eiko down onto all fours, doing a couple more thrusts to milk his cock for more cum. As he ran out of seed, Kuja pulled out of the girl and flopped sideways onto the bed.

Having lost Kuja’s fingers, and still being some distance from her release, Eiko lowered her chest to the sheets and reached her arms to her crotch. Her right hand rubbed the outer folds of her messy cunt, and two fingers from her left snaked around from behind to enter her ass. Kuja watched with interest, but a limp manhood, as Eiko tried to masturbate herself to climax. Feeling some pity for the girl, he moved closer to watch the flow of sticky goo out of her ass and pussy and down the insides of her thighs.

Kuja gently removed Eiko’s hand from her ass, promising: ”I shall give you something far superior.” He leaned close and licked her buttocks, cleaning and swallowing some of the stray fluids from there, and moved closer to her cleft. He licked up and down over her butthole once, revealing the still stretched opening, and pushed his tongue inside. Twirling it around, he gathered as much cum as he could, tasting himself in it.

Kuja moved lower, brushing Eiko’s hand away from her pussy. He lapped up her thighs and the sides of her outer lips, deliberately teasing her. The girl pleaded: ”Ahh… I’m going to get another good feeling soon. I’m… coming! Hurry!”

Kuja smirked briefly and latched his mouth over the girl’s mound, lashing her nether lips and poking her slit with his tongue. He applied strong suction, drawing fluids form the girl’s wet, sticky cunt.Hearing her moan in pleasure, Kuja went for the kill and bit lightly on Eiko’s clit. As his slippery tongue laved across the nub, the girl’s powerful orgasm hit her. She loudly voiced her release in a rising wail that echoed around the palace, heralding yet another conquer for Kuja.

The blue-haired man smiled in satisfaction and watched the girl fall to her side and fall asleep in mere seconds. The girl had good stamina, that was for sure, and she was pleasing to look at. Kuja would really have to delay his plans by some years, but that was not a problem for him. His happiness was what mattered, and the girl would stay here one way or another. She could bear no grudge against him, Kuja believed, because he had not caused any permanent harm to her, had he? All wounds, abrasions and bruises had been healed. As an afterthought, Kuja cast a minor spell to clean the bed and both persons on it from all uncomfortable moistness. Yes, he had acted responsibly and courteously in this matter. It just showed that all those little humans were wrong when they said that power corrupts.


The end.


We hope…


More Author’s notes:

Done! The pain is over! I finished this in three nights, taking good care to be so tired I didn’t know what I was writing. That was necessary because I would not have written this if I had been in my right mind. Err, just don’t think I enjoyed writing this or something. It might not be the crappiest ‘fic I’ve spewed, but it certainly is the most violent, cruel and disgusting one.

Well then, don’t think I agree with Kuja, either. Of course he left permanent damage in Eiko’s mind. He should be killed in a painful way, such as growing bamboo through his body over the period of several days. And Amarant was just a misled mercenary, you can’t blame him. Eiko, on the other hand… Well, she was mostly just screaming in pain, so I don’t know what she was. She did fall for Kuja in the end, but that was because he misused the powers of magic to please her. She was a victim not only of rape, but of me. A piece of meat to be used in making a point: child molesters are nasty. I guess you got the point?

If you did get it and enjoyed this ‘fic… Good. You can like shocking text, and I like people who like me. If you thought the scene was insanely erotic, and wanted to be there in stead of Kuja, just… die.


Oh, I almost forgot: Flames will be sent to my friend so we can both laugh at them. Mwa ha ha ha haw! “