Hunger Has New Rules
Story created by
Asari is an Incubus, summoned to the world of men by a young Sorcerer. When the spell goes awry, Asari finds himself trapped in a Dungeon without form, his spirit fading into oblivion. In order to survive, he must find a body to possess. A human female? His level isn't high enough, but a slime monster is right up his alley.
Armed with gooey tentacles and an insatiable sexual appetite, Asari must search the Dungeons for prey--human and monster alike--to feed his demonic hunger, hoping to find the perfect body to possess, a body like the one he almost had.
Features m/m, m/f, f/f, monster x human, monster x monster, non/dub-con, possession, transformation, and sexual LitRPG hijinks.
Armed with gooey tentacles and an insatiable sexual appetite, Asari must search the Dungeons for prey--human and monster alike--to feed his demonic hunger, hoping to find the perfect body to possess, a body like the one he almost had.
Features m/m, m/f, f/f, monster x human, monster x monster, non/dub-con, possession, transformation, and sexual LitRPG hijinks.
possession Monster x Human LitRPG fantasy
1
1.8K
13
Latest Stories on Outfox Stories
Kent is young guy that has to spend the summer paying off his debt after accidentally damaging his bitch of a neighbour Julie’s car while playing a game with his friend Marcus. Kent resigns himself to working as Julie’s glorified servant, that is until he finds an odd looking idol that allows him to possess her body. Now with a summer of freedom ahead and Julie’s hot body to do with as he pleases, Kent is looking forward to making up for lost time and having some fun.
Note: This is a commissioned work that has not been personally written by me. I have been granted permission to distribute and share the story by the original author.
The push mower's dull rattle droned in Kent’s ears, blades whirring through the grass. His body strained beneath the midday sun, and through damp lashes, he caught the blur of a cherry-red convertible roaring down the road—top down, laughter trailing like exhaust.
“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath, wiping away another hand of sweat.
The mower sputtered as he yanked it over a thick patch near Julie’s hydrangeas. He imagined Marcus at the wheel, music cranked, their friends crowded in the ba…
Note: This is a commissioned work that has not been personally written by me. I have been granted permission to distribute and share the story by the original author.
The push mower's dull rattle droned in Kent’s ears, blades whirring through the grass. His body strained beneath the midday sun, and through damp lashes, he caught the blur of a cherry-red convertible roaring down the road—top down, laughter trailing like exhaust.
“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath, wiping away another hand of sweat.
The mower sputtered as he yanked it over a thick patch near Julie’s hydrangeas. He imagined Marcus at the wheel, music cranked, their friends crowded in the ba…
A man named Matt is summoned to another world with a special phone with a Gacha. He has the power to summon any of his pulls.
# The Summoning
Matt trudged through the park on his day off, a half-eaten hot dog in one hand and his phone in the other. The afternoon sun was warm, but not unpleasant—a welcome change from the stuffy warehouse where he spent his days loading trucks. He was just a regular guy, twenty-six, no remarkable skills, no grand ambitions. Just a guy who liked anime, video games, and quiet afternoons.
He was scrolling through a forum about gacha games when the world shifted.
The sky didn't just ch…
# The Summoning
Matt trudged through the park on his day off, a half-eaten hot dog in one hand and his phone in the other. The afternoon sun was warm, but not unpleasant—a welcome change from the stuffy warehouse where he spent his days loading trucks. He was just a regular guy, twenty-six, no remarkable skills, no grand ambitions. Just a guy who liked anime, video games, and quiet afternoons.
He was scrolling through a forum about gacha games when the world shifted.
The sky didn't just ch…
Cassandra
Female, 26 years old, of Korean descent. She is a doctoral candidate in philosophy in Country U. She possesses a deep interest in the natural environment, human society, ethics, and philosophical thought.
Cassandra begins having the same dream over and over again.There are no images in it—only sound. Countless faint noises: scraping, friction, gnawing—like billions of jointed limbs crawling through the darkness. And in that darkness, something within her—certain buried sexual desires and longings—are subtly, almost imperceptibly stirred.She clearly perceived certain caresses, certain intrusions, and even orgasms; it wasn't a dream. Because when she woke up, the afterglow of her orgasm hadn't faded, and she could still hear the sounds deep in her eardrums.
The sounds began in the silence.
Not a crescendo, but an infiltration—a soft, relentless scratching that seemed to originate not in the room around her, but inside the canals of her own ears. Cassandra lay perfectly still in the dark of her graduate housing apartment, the thin blanket a weightless shroud over her slender form. Her eyes were open, fixed on the ceiling’s vague shadows. She was awake. She had been awake for the last forty-seven minutes, according to the pale green numerals on the…
Female, 26 years old, of Korean descent. She is a doctoral candidate in philosophy in Country U. She possesses a deep interest in the natural environment, human society, ethics, and philosophical thought.
Cassandra begins having the same dream over and over again.There are no images in it—only sound. Countless faint noises: scraping, friction, gnawing—like billions of jointed limbs crawling through the darkness. And in that darkness, something within her—certain buried sexual desires and longings—are subtly, almost imperceptibly stirred.She clearly perceived certain caresses, certain intrusions, and even orgasms; it wasn't a dream. Because when she woke up, the afterglow of her orgasm hadn't faded, and she could still hear the sounds deep in her eardrums.
The sounds began in the silence.
Not a crescendo, but an infiltration—a soft, relentless scratching that seemed to originate not in the room around her, but inside the canals of her own ears. Cassandra lay perfectly still in the dark of her graduate housing apartment, the thin blanket a weightless shroud over her slender form. Her eyes were open, fixed on the ceiling’s vague shadows. She was awake. She had been awake for the last forty-seven minutes, according to the pale green numerals on the…
Aaron found an old machine of his ancestors. Apparently it allows the person to transfer their mind into another body using chips back on their heads.
All characters are above 18 years old...
....
The basement smelled of damp earth and forgotten things, a musty scent that clung to Aaron's nostrils as he descended the creaking wooden stairs. It was late August, and the oppressive heat of summer had finally begun to give way to the crisp promise of autumn. In just three days, Aaron would be starting his sophomore year at Northwood High, a prospect that filled him with equal parts dread and anticipation.
"Looking for treasure?" called Jim fro…
All characters are above 18 years old...
....
The basement smelled of damp earth and forgotten things, a musty scent that clung to Aaron's nostrils as he descended the creaking wooden stairs. It was late August, and the oppressive heat of summer had finally begun to give way to the crisp promise of autumn. In just three days, Aaron would be starting his sophomore year at Northwood High, a prospect that filled him with equal parts dread and anticipation.
"Looking for treasure?" called Jim fro…
In a magical world of the 19th century, where ancient curses still linger and legends refuse to fade, two young adventurers—Merry and Jane—set out in search of a hidden golden statue said to hold unimaginable value. But the treasure is not what it seems. The moment they draw near, they awaken a powerful curse that begins to change them—slowly, painfully—into animals.
Desperate and frightened, the girls abandon their quest for riches and begin a far more urgent journey: a trek to the distant, frozen North, where a mysterious wise woman is rumored to possess the knowledge to break even the darkest enchantments.
Along the way, they cross paths with Rayan and Jake—former thieves with troubled pasts—who choose to join their journey, each carrying their own reasons for seeking redemption and a cure.
As their transformation progresses, the group faces harsh lands, hidden dangers, and the growing question of what it truly means to lose one’s humanity. Will they reach the wise woman in time? Can the curse be undone? Or will they be forced to accept a new existence forever?
The shadows in the old forest grew long and thin, like stretching fingers. I could feel the chill of the coming evening settle on my skin, a damp cloak that my wool dress did little to keep out. Jane walked a pace ahead of me, her dark braid a slash of ink against the fading green of the trees.
“Are you certain this is the right way, Merry?” she called back, her voice tight with a tension I knew well. It was the sound of hope worn thin by hours of searching.
“The map says the ruins are east o…
Desperate and frightened, the girls abandon their quest for riches and begin a far more urgent journey: a trek to the distant, frozen North, where a mysterious wise woman is rumored to possess the knowledge to break even the darkest enchantments.
Along the way, they cross paths with Rayan and Jake—former thieves with troubled pasts—who choose to join their journey, each carrying their own reasons for seeking redemption and a cure.
As their transformation progresses, the group faces harsh lands, hidden dangers, and the growing question of what it truly means to lose one’s humanity. Will they reach the wise woman in time? Can the curse be undone? Or will they be forced to accept a new existence forever?
The shadows in the old forest grew long and thin, like stretching fingers. I could feel the chill of the coming evening settle on my skin, a damp cloak that my wool dress did little to keep out. Jane walked a pace ahead of me, her dark braid a slash of ink against the fading green of the trees.
“Are you certain this is the right way, Merry?” she called back, her voice tight with a tension I knew well. It was the sound of hope worn thin by hours of searching.
“The map says the ruins are east o…
The setting of the story is in modern New York America.
Characters:
Nathan Summers- A 23-year old Caucasian aspiring FBI agent just hired few days. His height is 5'7 with androgynous face and built. He is kind, optimistic, a bit of introverted, techy, and smart
Luke Copeland - A 23-year old black american who is the son of Kevin Copeland and nephew of Marcus Copeland, the two famous fbi agents who previously disguised themselves as "white chicks", the Wilson sisters, to protect the real wilson sisters from evil socialites. He has happy go lucky, chick magnet, a bit perverted personality with a family problem.
Arabella "Bella" Montclair - A 19 year-old European Heiress who studies in New York University. A beautiful brunette 5'6 with busty and slim features. She has wears skimpy and chick outfits with kind of mean girl personality.
Allison Crawford - A 19 year-old american white girl from New York rockland counties with middle-class family. She has height of 5'10, athletic, gutsy, tomboyish but pretty. She is blonde woman with athetlic built but with model figure.
The story is about Nathan who just hired in fbi and his first mission is to protect the Belgian heiress, arabella montclair, by disguising replacing her and disguising himself as her in New York University. Luke Copeland will help Nathan do his mission by replacing a female student Allison Crawford. The heiress is targeted by shadowy socialites from europe due to her parents involvment in Belgium politics. The FBI is tasked by the the US government to protect the heiress due to the Belgian monarchy deal with the US government.
This novel has lots of humour, with few action scenes, a bit of drama, with mature contents, and more of sexual and racial jokes.
Chapter 1
Nathan Summers’s first thought upon entering the FBI’s New York Field Office was that he had, tragically, dressed as the concept of Anxiety for Halloween. His suit—purchased in a panic the night before from a store that smelled of despair and weak coffee—had all the structural integrity of a wet paper bag. It creaked when he breathed.
The security desk was manned by a man who looked like he’d been carved from a single block of skepticism. His nametag read ‘Officer Briggs.’ His a…
Characters:
Nathan Summers- A 23-year old Caucasian aspiring FBI agent just hired few days. His height is 5'7 with androgynous face and built. He is kind, optimistic, a bit of introverted, techy, and smart
Luke Copeland - A 23-year old black american who is the son of Kevin Copeland and nephew of Marcus Copeland, the two famous fbi agents who previously disguised themselves as "white chicks", the Wilson sisters, to protect the real wilson sisters from evil socialites. He has happy go lucky, chick magnet, a bit perverted personality with a family problem.
Arabella "Bella" Montclair - A 19 year-old European Heiress who studies in New York University. A beautiful brunette 5'6 with busty and slim features. She has wears skimpy and chick outfits with kind of mean girl personality.
Allison Crawford - A 19 year-old american white girl from New York rockland counties with middle-class family. She has height of 5'10, athletic, gutsy, tomboyish but pretty. She is blonde woman with athetlic built but with model figure.
The story is about Nathan who just hired in fbi and his first mission is to protect the Belgian heiress, arabella montclair, by disguising replacing her and disguising himself as her in New York University. Luke Copeland will help Nathan do his mission by replacing a female student Allison Crawford. The heiress is targeted by shadowy socialites from europe due to her parents involvment in Belgium politics. The FBI is tasked by the the US government to protect the heiress due to the Belgian monarchy deal with the US government.
This novel has lots of humour, with few action scenes, a bit of drama, with mature contents, and more of sexual and racial jokes.
Chapter 1
Nathan Summers’s first thought upon entering the FBI’s New York Field Office was that he had, tragically, dressed as the concept of Anxiety for Halloween. His suit—purchased in a panic the night before from a store that smelled of despair and weak coffee—had all the structural integrity of a wet paper bag. It creaked when he breathed.
The security desk was manned by a man who looked like he’d been carved from a single block of skepticism. His nametag read ‘Officer Briggs.’ His a…
Latest Stories on Outfox
by
alex_izeri
· 09 May 2026
In the dead of night, a young Sorcerer attempts forbidden magic, and Asari the Incubus finds himself trapped in a Dungeon.