[Smegma, Level Drain, Musk, Cocknosis]

"Ehehehehe... There she is... Ehehe..."

In this world, power can be measured in terms of levels. By raising one's strength and refining the way they use it, it's possible to max out and become the strongest in the land. And perhaps, even challenge those that stand far above the power of a regular human.

One such human, who had trained since the moment she was blessed by the divine Goddess, was named Petra. She had long blonde hair, which she usually kept tied into a braided ponytail so that it wouldn't get in the way, and was gifted with curves that almost rivaled the legendary stories of the Goddess' own beauty. A rack that was kept wonderfully squeezed tight by the leather armor that kept her nice and nimble, and an ass that was always so nice and firm thanks to the leather leggings she wore. She was sexy, and strapped for combat...

In actuality, the armor that she wore was really just for show. A fashion statement by a woman that had reached the peaks of human power. She had reached Level 99999, and maxed out everything relating to physical power. She had even dabbled a bit in the holy aspects of magic, to ensure that she wouldn't be caught off guard. Her defenses would be almost impossible to pierce through, and she was ready to take on anything...

And with the Demon Lord planning her assault on the lands of Humanity, it was only a matter of time before she'd fight her anyway. Which was why she was on this march towards the Demons' territory. Why she was ready to just mow them all down, even if they wouldn't make her any stronger. Frankly, nobody besides herself really mattered. But the Demon Lord... She would give her a challenge...

...At least, that's what she thought. But thanks to her heightened abilities, she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Prompting her to draw her blade, tossing it at the nearby tree, shattering it as soon as the blade made impact. And in the process, revealing that somebody had been stalking after her...

"State your name. Now." She said, using the slightest bit of magic to call her blade back towards her, as she approached the stalker with a proud look of disdain in her eyes.

The man, who couldn't help but giggle and gasp a little as she came closer, had a smile on his face despite the fact he nearly got skewered by that flying sword. "H-Haaaah... H-Hero Petra... W-What a pleasure to finally meet you, ehehehe..." He said, gasping a bit as she pointed her sword towards his throat...

He was a disgusting man. He didn't wear a single garment beside an incredibly dirty looking loincloth, and a pair of makeshift spectacles that he no doubt stole from a mage. Combine that with the general scent hanging around him, and he seemed like a mere ordinary pervert. Just one brazen enough to try and perv on her of all people...

"I said." Petra repeated, as she let the sword get closer to his neck. "What. Is. Your. Name." She had no patience for his antics. Especially not as the smell that permeated off him started to waft towards her. She'd have to ventilate with some of the Goddess' holy power later, and some wind to properly clean herself off...

The disgusting bastard giggled a little more, despite being on the thin edge of death with the Hero being so sufficiently pissed off at him. "I-I... W-Well, I have no name, H-Hero Petra. B-But I have a title... E-Ehehe... A very... infamous... title..." He stuttered and gasped, all while slightly humping his hips forward...

She was beyond disgusted. He was probably a demon in disguise, given the way he acted. So by all accounts, she should be cutting him down... And yet...

Her arm didn't want to respond... Why... Why wasn't it responding..?

"E-Ehehehe..."

His creepy laugh echoed through her ears, as he seemed a lot more confident now that her hand seemed frozen. So much so that he casually put his extremely dirty and sticky looking fingers all over that well-polished blade, before tossing it aside like it was nothing more than an overgrown toothpick...

"What... What is the meaning of this..?" Petra gasped out, as her cheeks were starting to flush more and more red. All while she couldn't stop herself from looking towards the disgusting bastard. Damnit, why was his visage so magnetic? If she could, she would be tearing him limb from limb, just to be satisfied... But she couldn't..!

The disgusting bastard laughed as he reached down to grab his cloth-covered junk, gasping and panting as he squeezed his fingers into the bulge underneath. "E-Ehehehe... Feels so good... Doesn't it..?" He said, grinning more and more as he really rubbed it in...

She wouldn't say what she was experiencing felt good. No, it felt like she was being violated somehow. At least, that would explain the arousal pouring through her. More importantly, she couldn't stop herself from sniffing up the scent lingering in the air. It was such a disgusting scent, like cheese that had been sat out in the window for too long...

The bastard just kept on grinning as he observed her excellent expression. "Here... Why don't you have a more direct taste? I'm sure you'll love it, Heroes love this a lot..." He said, with such a cheery yet extremely disgusting tone, as he pulled the hand he had used to fondle his junk all the way up towards her face...

Petra couldn't move as he put his hand up against her face... Nor could she do anything to stop him from forcing his middle finger right into her mouth, letting him rub the slimy surface up against more of her sensitive spots. Not that she could really focus on what he was doing, for one simple reason.

Her eyes were rolling into the back of her head, as she could physically feel thoughts popping inside her head. All thanks to the smell of his hand. The musk that was sticking to the palm of his disgusting hand was... Oh, it was so overpowering..!

He could see it on her face. The Hero's falling victim, just like everyone else that had gotten a whiff of his musk. It made him grin even more, as he laughed and rubbed his middle finger up against her tender tongue. Ah... This never got old. It never, ever got old...

"You see... There's many ways to gain power in this world, Hero Petra..." He started to explain, while using his free hand to tug aside his loincloth and let his cock air out, which also served to thicken the scent lingering in the air. "And I could never grow strong enough to challenge you, nor to challenge the Demon Lord or the Goddess... But that doesn't meant I can't learn something that can make any woman kneel..."

As he spoke, Petra's eyes quickly snapped back to attention. Not because she regained control or anything, but because she realized where the smell was coming from. The disgusting thing hanging between the man's legs. That overly engorged shaft that looked so uneven, and the extra heavy balls that served to supply it with cum that had never left his balls... That... that was the source of this overwhelming smell..?

"All it took to grow this power was for me to keep it all backed up. And then, I attained it. Erotic enlightenment, wrapped around my cock at all times... That was how I earned the title of Smegma Sage. And why you've been such a foolish woman, thinking you stood a chance..."

As the Smegma Sage explained the nature of his powers, Petra could see the very tip of his foreskin spluttering. Causing a small solid bit of smegma to squirt out from the tip, which barely even caused the rest of the foreskin to shift in shape or in size. Just... Just how much cock cheese was under there..!?

"I really was surprised... All it took to break you, and to break any woman like you... Was a bit of musk. And that's not to mention the Smegma I've kept packed in here..." The Smegma Sage taunted her, laughing at how quickly she had crumpled when faced with his specialty. All while grinning from ear to ear...

She couldn't look away. In fact, she couldn't stop herself from snorting and sniffing either. All thanks to the sheer intensity of the smell in the air. All thanks to how much her pussy was leaking, the longer she subjected herself to that overwhelming, woman-invalidating smell...

The Smegma Sage laughed a bit more as he saw the total need in her eyes. Well, it would be awfully rude of him to let her keep waiting for the climax that the slutty Hero craved. So, he pulled his hand back, letting her watch as her own saliva started to drool from his middle finger...

And he snapped his fingers. Causing all of the musk that was gathered in the air to immediately start rushing into Petra's nose, overwhelming her with an even greater assault on her senses. One that she couldn't possibly have prepared herself for..!

It didn't take long for her to start gasping and panting, nor for her to simply climax then and there. Once, twice, three times. Her arousal heightened so high that she couldn't even keep track of how badly she was cumming. All that she could do was scream over and over, consumed by pure delight...

The Smegma Sage laughed as he watched her cum over and over. Most of her juices pooling down onto the ground below, forming a puddle that showed just how shameless she was being. And all the while, he continued to carefully squeeze his own cock...

As that very same cock started to grow thicker... No, it wasn't his cock that was growing thicker. It was the substance within, which was obvious given the way that more of it started to drool out from the very tip. All while he licked his dirty lips more and more, delighted by the sensations running through him...

"Mmmmph... Your strength's awfully delicious, Hero Petra... I can feel it being churned into something much more valuable already. Why don't you get down on your knees and take a look? I'm sure you can't resist the chance to have a taste."

His voice was practically pouring through Petra's head, and there was very little that the blonde Her could do to resist his poisonous words. All she could do was get down on those knees of hers, and gasp as she pulled herself closer and closer to his cock...

Petra was at eye-level with the massive shaft that was still covered by his exceptionally sticky foreskin... And she could already tell, there was no way that she was going to be able to pull it all back. Not just because it looked so painfully stuck due to all the cock cheese that was hidden underneath, but also because of the musk it gave off.

Being this close to the source was popping several more thoughts inside her head, and it felt like... It felt like something critical was going missing, every time she felt her pussy gushing more and more. Every few seconds, she felt another climax pouring through her...

It was then, as the cock splurted some of the smegma kept inside it onto her face, that she managed to understand what was going on. All while her mind melted a bit more from the sheer intensity of the smegma currently on her face...

She... She was losing her strength. And it was being converted into smegma, that packed itself underneath the Smegma Sage's foreskin. Growing more and more pungent, making his musk all the more deadly to women like her...

But she didn't care. Petra couldn't care. Not when she was this close to the source. Not when the smegma had covered up her face, like she was trying to use it as a beauty product. She even started to rub it against her cheeks, applying it like a chunky balm that made her eyes roll even further into the back of her head...

The Smegma Sage barely had to do anything at this point. Petra had fallen victim to his smegma, and now she craved it beyond anything else in the whole world. Heh. He had a long time to refine this, but it was all worth it. All for the sake of watching her become nothing more than a smegma slut...

"M-More... More..!" Petra cried out, as her hands quickly went to work. Not trying to push more smegma out from the Smegma Sage's cock, but rather to remove all of her armor. So she would be left completely naked... So she could cover herself in even more of that smegma...

And he was quick to respond. A single squeeze of his cock, and a large dollop of his smegma was fired straight from the strained tip of his foreskin, right onto Petra's now-exposed chest. Letting it slowly but surely slide down, nestling in between her breasts...

The scent that poured from his smegma, the chunky scent that killed more and more of her power and turned it into Smegma... It was making her eyes keep spinning at this point. Simply too much for her mind to handle, even if she could now tell how much of her power was fading as well...

Being so in tune with the smegma allowed her to understand how much it was consuming. Letting her levels flash before her eyes. Already, she had lost about 10000 levels... And she was still sinking. More and more levels faltering from her body, courtesy of all the orgasms pouring through her...

Just the sight of her power flooding out of her was enough to bring her to another orgasm, and that made her mash her tits together as well. Spreading the smegma that was stuck in between them, coating them in the forbidden substance...

His musk... Master's musk was becoming her own. The more that his smegma soaked into her, the less chance she had to escape. Especially as she eagerly mashed it up against more and more of her body. Ensuring that there would be absolutely no way for it to be wiped away...

She used it as a rejuvenating balm. Rubbing it across her chest. Her stomach. Her thighs. Her legs. And whenever she seemed to run out, her Master... He was more than happy to squirt more of his disgusting smegma onto her chest, to ensure that she'd have even more of it to rub all over her body.

Petra's naked body was looking smellier and smellier by the moment. Glistening thanks to the dirty nature of the smegma that covered her. Even her hair was tainted, as more and more smegma was woven in between the braids. Leaving her looking like a cumdump completely addicted to smegma... And her levels having been cut in half as they continued to sink further and further reflected that completely...

The power was being used for nothing but making more smegma. The Smegma Sage didn't need any of her power. All he needed was his disgusting substance. Anything beyond that was worthless. Which was why he beckoned her closer. Because she needed to show that she was as devoted as her orgasms implied.

Petra recognized what Master wanted from her. And even that was enough to make her cum a little more, as she gazed straight at his disgusting yet absolutely wonderful rod. It didn't matter that it was responsible for her levels being drained. It didn't matter that she was giving it more and more fuel, degrading herself to the role of a mere smegma slave...

What mattered was that she loved it. And thus, she placed her lips straight on the tip of the foreskin. Kissing it, like she would a devoted lover...

And her reward for such worship and such devotion? Simple. A thick blast of smegma, straight onto the face. A blast of smegma that left her face covered completely, with nary a single speck of her skin left uncovered by the dirty yellow substance...

It made her cum. Not just a little. She could feel every single level draining at the same time, as more and more juices flooded out from her nethers. She could feel her level sinking into the quadruple digits... Triple... Double... Single..!

As soon as Petra's level hit 0, a stinky looking heart tattoo formed right above her pussy, with two more forming on her cheeks. It was a sign that she had fallen completely under the sway of the Smegma Sage's power, and her endless orgasm proved that she had no real worth outside of worshipping his scent. In fact, she could barely even remember her name, as that too had been drained by the power of the smegma...

The Smegma Slut gasped and panted as she kept on kissing that wonderful rod. Occasionally blessed by another burst of smegma that left her reeling with even greater pleasure. All while she could feel all the delight pouring through her... Ahhh... Ahhhh!

And the Smegma Sage... He couldn't help but laugh, as the powerful Hero... Hero Petra, who had reached the highest level known to Humanity, crumpled like any ordinary woman when faced with his Smegma Skills. His laugh grew louder and louder, as it echoed far across the land. All because he now knew what he could do...

With this Smegma Slut by his side... He now had everything he needed to take this world as his own. Not a single woman would stand in his way. Whether it was the Demon Lord, or the Goddess. They would be made to love his stinky smegma, just as Petra had...

The world would be his soon enough. And it would be populated by him, and his devoted Smegma Sluts...