Ha HA! Time for Tarrasque!

>A legendary hero, born, trained, destined for this moment. Your birth was predicted by sages for the coming of the awakening of the Tarrasque, who will rise 10 years after the ascension of the next monster lord.
>Magic and swordplay flow from your hands. With the blessings of the gods, and your magical armor and weapons, you are stronger, faster, more hardy then any other hero save he who went to fight the Demon Lord.
>Ten years ago, that man failed, and as a youth you heard and witnessed the change and saw monsters that you were born to fight become beautiful women.
>You are now in your prime, hale, hardy, and fit. You've been kept cloistered and away from all demonic influence, and the day finally dawns of the prophesied awakening of the Tarrasque.
>Spending the night in prayer, you receive the gentle warmth of the endowment of the Chief God's blessing. You can feel her pain and her worry however. Her struggle with the traitor Hero and the Demon Lord make her presence faint as she tries to recover from the wounds dealt to her.
>Assuring her in your prayers that you will triumph, you rise, drawing your holy blade.
>Whatever happens, you will give your life to end the Tarrasque and protect humanity.
>Being adorned slowly in your armor directly by valkyrie sent by the Chief God, you nod in thanks as they both give you gentle smiles. One has a faint blush in her cheeks. Strange. But you wave it off as you stride forth to mount your war steed.

>Traveling deep into the wastes where the monsters of fire and rock and poison go, the location of the Tarrasque's lair had been passed down since a thousand years ago when the last Hero put the beast to rest.
>You know you are most likely going to your doom, but humanity is at stake. The Tarrasque is the most terrible monster to ever exist, and if the Demon Lord manages to take control of the beast, the world would be doomed.
>You see the occasional monster, but the light of your armor and the weapons you bear clearly mark you as someone to fear. Still, some hail you and ask if you wish to spend time with them. You warn them of the truth, that the Tarrasque is waking. They react in fear as well, quickly leaving. They know they will be nothing but food for the beast. Soon the word spreads, and the Monsters you see begin wishing you luck and good fortune. Strange really, they aren't that bad.
>You step before the gaping crack of earth as the ground rumbles... the very earth awakening in fear as the Tarraque stirs in its sleep.
>You remove what you have brought and filled the packs on the back of the saddle, pouring blood on the rocks from the haunches of meat and kills you gathered on your route from the animals you brought down with your magic.
>Building two large bonfires, on either side of the cave mouth, you set them alight with flame from your hand.
>Gathering your courage, you inhale, and then cry out to the depths.
>"TARRASQUE! Come! There is a great meal waiting for you!"
>A great bellowing ROAR is your answer!
>...Oddly it sounds different then you expected.
>With the roar comes a powerful scent... which is surprisingly pleasant...

>Great footfall impacts can be felt coming through the earth. The cracking of stone audible to your ears.
>Your eyes are drawn to the ceiling of the cave, expecting your destined enemy to emerge with horns and fanged maw into the firelight.
>The fires burn and yet fail to illuminate the creature you were expected to fight since your birth.
>Your gaze descends, and then your eyes open wide.
>The Demon Lord's transformation affected even the Tarrasque.
>She steps out, majestic and tall, raising thick powerful claws and leering with glowing yellow eyes. Her bronze scales shimmer scintillatingly in the light of the fires, and her nudity reveals a body far more alluring and stunning then any Monster Girl you saw on your trip out.
>She bares her teeth as you step back, shield raised and sword held low. A deep, reverberating growl erupts from her as she looks at you with a hatred and clear memory. It was a man like you that sealed her away a thousand years ago. And it is you who will do it now.
>"I AM HUUUUUUUUUUNGRYYYYYYY!," she roars, spreading her arms wide.
>To your surprise, she first looks to the meat you brought to awaken her and lure her out of the cavern, and falls upon it in a savage fury. Rippling flesh from bone and cracking them with her hands to suck out the marrow. As the blood runs down her chin and drips onto her breasts, you stand there... gripped with indecision.
>Still, your resolve to keep the Tarrasque from other lands remains firm. But, if she has transformed into this...
>...could it be she might have the same weaknesses and the same hungers as other monster girls?

>"So-*gnarlSNAP!*-another Hero comes to fight," her voice, her ability to talk, are another surprise. Her voice is husky and powerful. Definitely attractive, but the kind of voice you expect from such a powerful woman. Before, the Tarrasque had no voice, no capability of speech. It was all roars and battle, yet the ravenous monster was clearly intelligent.
>"I have," you answer with stalwart firmness. "I cannot let you harm the innocent, Tarrasque. Your hunger is unending and mankind would become your prey. This I cannot allow."
>Slurping the blood from her fingers as she swallows the last haunch, "The last one who came, was delicious..." As she says this, she licks her fingers. "Do think you will taste better, Hero?"
>"I can't say. But you clearly are different from you last woke..."
>"Yes... I noticed that...," her claws, still covered with blood from her feasting, run over the curves of her breasts. She gives the great orbs a squeeze before running them down her belly which, despite having just devoured an entire banquet course of meat, shows no sign of bulging. She reaches her thighs and her naked labia, rubbing it with a distinct shock on her face.
>"What has happened to me, Hero?," she demands with a snarl. "Did you change me?"

>"No... the current Demon Lord is a succubus. She transformed all the Monsters into women. Beautiful women. Only she has seduced the Hero sent to subdue her and now they copulate on her throne. The Chief God has been defeated by her and the world is in chaos. Man and Monster mate with one another." You are cold as you speak these words, shame at knowing the truth. But a Hero like you must know. And in knowing you can act.
>The Tarrasque looks at you with those gorgeous golden eyes, clearly surprised. Then her lips curl back in a grin so licentious you can feel your cheeks burn. You have never touched a woman, and your needs had been never on the forefront of your mind. You often had dreams of Angels, but surely they did not count. But the look in her eyes is clearly both challenge and invitation.
>"That explains why I'm so hungry... down here...," the beast coos the last words as a clawtip briefly spreads her labia to show you the wetness inside and the flash of pink in the firelight.
>Suddenly her face flashes with realization, and she looks at you in a new and decidedly hungry light.
>Dropping forward, her tail lashing the side of the cavern hard enough to smash the stone, the Tarrasque bares her teeth at you.
>"I am hungry, Hero... will you feed me?"