Thalia Grace was on a hunt and a rather lucky hunt to be more precise at that. She had spotted the infamous Manticore in the shadows sneaking and she dropped her job of gathering wood. She spooked the monster and it took of in a run thinking it was a ambush and she had cursed and followed in a fast sprint, her silver bow glinting in the dark forest held by a strong and firm grip.
Her usually spiky hair was now messy because of the rather harsh wind pushing against her and her buttoned silver jacket had popped open. She didn't know how that happened but guessed some weird maneuvering of the powerful wind. She wore a loose-fitting T-shirt and her tits bounced. A Barbie doll was on the front of her shirt with an arrow through its head and lightning coursed through the arrow into the barbie.
Her powerful and muscled legs strained as she kept sprinting like she had never before as she tried to keep up with the Manticore. The Manticore itself didn't have a problem with running for long periods of time but he was confused by the fact that the Hunters of that pesky goddess had yet to trap him. They should have cornered him by now and that made him take a wild turn before taking another and another and he ran into thick bushes and crouched down, his massive frame slightly hidden.
Thalia stopped, out of breath and confused as the Manticore's tracks went haywire and trippy. She huffed and lowered herself to one knee and traced her fingers through its tracks, trying to make sense what happened and where it could have possibly went. The Manticore was observing the daughter of Zeus and also waiting if other hunters were to show up but didn't.
Confused, the Manticore met the blue eyes of Thalia Grace when she figured out where it went. Confused blue and brown eyes met the narrowed eyes of Thalia Grace. Thalia Grace stood up fast and drew her bow and aimed when she felt a sudden sharp pain in her arm. She groaned and in just a second her arm went limp, her bow dropping followed by her arm dropping to her side.
The Manticore walked out of the bushes, a dangerous smirk on its filthy and dirty face as she fell to her knees. She barely managed to move her head to look down at her arm and found a spike in her arm, oozing pink mixed with red liquid inside her. The stinging pain by the spike had disappeared and she was confused when her arm remained limp yet she felt really good despite the situation.
The Manticore stopped before her and to Thalia he looked like a king who takes what he wants. His lion's body, powerful muscled legs covered with thick fur and her dazed eyes went wide when they fell on the Manticore's thick, long and powerful cock. Her mouth salivated and she started to get wet, unknown to her, the poison in her body worked fast.
This poison was very different to the one that Manticore used to kill and torture enemies. This poison that Thalia received head-on is used to increase sexual arousal beyond normal and made them more willing and to do things that they won't usually do. Like a human—fucking a Manticore to be more precise. It also made them weak—weaker than normal but still operational. Sometimes the poison didn't work its affect and the Manticore had no clue why but the weakness worked always.
Her eyes were fixated on Manticore's cock as it dangled and inched towards her. The cockhead, slimy and hard prodded her wet lips and she opened her mouth, its cock inching inside her wet and willing mouth and she moaned around it and the monster above her groaned as the huntress took him in her very hot mouth that made him harden to monstrous proportions and arch.
Her eyes were half-open in dazed lust as she sleepily bobbed her head back and forth on the barbed monster cock. Her tongue licked the underside of the head before swirling around the head and licking the tip.
The Manticore grunted, stamped its feet, slightly moving forward and Thalia's eyes bulged, her mouth widened and saliva dribbled from the corner of her lips wrapped around the thick monster cock that forced its way down her willing throat.
