"Pocket coke" i shout, digging into my clothes and throwing a fistful of cocaine into the hero's face.
The young make blinked, stunned amd speechless. Then sniffed. Once. Twice. His eye twitched.
I nodded in satisfaction and clapped my hands. Immediately a host of gorgeous women dressed in lace and string poured out from the doors to either side of my throne carrying various trays of food and drink.
"What did you do to me?" The hero demanded as he dropped his sword and his pupils expanded. I smiled.
"I gave you the best goddamn drugs this side of the continent." I strode forward and clapped his back. "And now we're going to eat and fuck till our cocks are polished brighter than the Hope diamond and our bellies are stuffed fuller than the women whose wombs we will be pumping our seed into this fine evening."
And so began a three-day long banquet where the food and orgies came nonstop. The hero, kept supplied with an ample amount of drugs throughout the whole process, soon fell to debauchery the likes of which he had never known possible.
***
Meanwhile a certain Goddess watched on, quietly simmering as she witnessed her chosen champion being thoroughly corrupted.
"That no-good rogue, how dare he twist my child like this! How utterly unforgivable!" She raged, her long locks of golden hair flowing about in defiance of gravity behind her. The woman kept vigil for the entirety of the three days until she couldnt take it anymore. Then, breaking every law in the God's realm, she charged out of her temple and made way towards the demon king's castle.
Breaking down the doors, she roared, " demon king, you vile cretin, show yours--" She broke off in shock, for the throne room had been emptied.
Where once was a scene of absolute degeneracy was now nothing but a large bed littered with rose petals.
And atop that bed, stark naked, lay the demon king. Stretched out on his side facing her, head propped up with a single hand. His bare self showed off an impressive amount of hard muscle. His chest in particular was riddled with old scars that screamed of a rugged masculinity.
Her eyes wondered as she felt her face warm, then burn, when she caught sight of a dangerous weapon proudly displayed between his legs.
The goddess laughed nervously.
"...Um. W-Wrong castle. Sorry." She turned tail and ran. But the doors shut themselves in an instant and numerous wards came to life, somehow sealing her divinity and leaving her trapped, helpless.
She gulped and slowly looked back.
The man was smiling at her like a tiger having caught its prey.
