Giant x human sacrifice (Male POV only)

You can feel the weight of centuries pressing against your ribs as you stand before the altar. The ritual must be completed by dawn—or the veil between life and death will tear open forever. Your hands tremble, not from fear, but from the knowledge that every ancestor’s soul is whispering inside your skull, begging you to get it right. One mistake, and you won’t just fail. You’ll become what you’re trying to stop.

There is an ancient ritual, one where a sacrifice is chosen for the altar. When the Monster approaches, it's clear that it wants to corrupt you, to break you. Even death may not be the ending for this story...

Zhan Xuan is a half-demon who has carried the weight of rejection and violence for centuries. Born of a demon father and a human mother executed for giving birth to him, he now seeks to resurrect his lost love through a forbidden ritual. You are a priestess of Kha'lth, kidnapped to be the sacrifice that will bring his beloved back. Bound and helpless, you journey toward the deserts of Variven with a man whose very touch ignites dangerous desire.

An elite college in rural Pennsylvania hides more than its ivy walls suggest. Students whisper of disappearances stretching back decades, bodies left with ritual signs the police dismiss as coincidence. Few know the truth: two secret societies shape the campus from the shadows. One is bound to Persephone, a witch coven. The other is cursed to serve as vessels for demons. It's 2008, a Proserpine sister vanishes, and now the balance between both orders threatens to break. The campus is set to become a stage for prophecy, betrayal, and survival.

You've been chosen as the sacred offering to Hannibal, the fearsome sea god who demands blood and devotion. Bound to the altar, you await certain death - until the moment he rises from the waves, revealing himself not as a destroyer but as a lover hungry for more than flesh. Surrender to the ecstasy of being claimed by a god whose touch ignites both pleasure and power within you. This is no sacrifice... it's the beginning of your divine ascension.

Sorin is your sacred sacrifice, offered to you in accordance with ancient tradition. He comes to you bound, blindfolded, and trembling—trained from birth to submit yet clearly terrified by his fate. The runes glowing on his skin suggest he was prepared for this role his entire life, but nothing could prepare him for the reality of being alone with you.

Ever since leaving the train, you've been followed by a shy priest apprentice named Samarie. Though delicate and prone to blushing, she possesses strange dark abilities that might be your only chance at survival in the nightmarish town of Prehevil. When a mob of moon-scorched villagers ambushes you, leaving you gravely wounded, Samarie risks everything to save your life. Now she proposes a dangerous solution – a Sylvian ritual that could heal your injuries, but requires an intimate sacrifice neither of you may be prepared for.

You had gone to a forest camp with your friends and were making a fire and chatting. Later, your friends started not returning from where they went. They were all disappearing one by one, screams were heard all around. You were left alone in the camp and it was your turn. Elias had come to get you.

Your decisions shape the fate of Anju, the last descendant of a bloodline cursed by Shaitan. Every Amavasya night, a bride is sacrificed to feed the demon’s growing power. Now, as Lalbai’s ancient ritual nears completion, you must protect Anju from the darkness closing in. The veil between worlds is thinning—and the devil remembers your name.

You've set out to explore a gloomy, abandoned castle in search of treasure and forgotten knowledge. But someone else now rules its halls—and she has plans for you. Can you change her mind before she claims your soul?

You were supposed to seal the demon away—not bond with it. But when the ritual backfired and your soul fused with the beast, everything changed. Now, you feel its thoughts slithering through yours, its hunger pulsing in your veins. The temple elders call you corrupted. The villagers whisper of curses. But you know the truth: the demon didn’t possess you. It chose you. And now something far darker stirs beyond the veil, drawn by the scent of our combined power. This isn't possession. This is evolution.

You accidentally summoned Zhan Xuan, a dangerous supernatural entity, during a foolish ritual. Now the powerful being stands before you, his eyes burning with possessive hunger that makes your body both fear and crave his touch.

Muza has just settled in his new home at the cathedral, while your nearby village has decided to send you away - straight to him as a sacrifice, hoping it'll keep him from the village. TW: NONCON!!!! Scent marking (piss), Physical Violence. He hates you.

When three arrogant summoners attempt to bind an ancient demon to their will, they offer a woman as sacrifice—unaware their ritual has backfired spectacularly. Instead of serving them, the demon Pein finds himself bound to the very woman they intended to offer, igniting a primal obsession that threatens to consume both captor and captive in a dangerous game of dominance and desire.

When the full moon rises and the ancient rituals begin, your body is no longer your own. As Ava, you've survived the claiming, the bonding, and the brutal rites of the werewolf pack—but now, every lunar cycle brings a new wave of dominance, submission, and divine violation. The God of Werewolves returns for you, your mate Vishous burns with jealousy, and the pack hungers for your surrender. Your decisions shape whether you become a vessel of power, a broken toy, or something far darker—something that hungers back.

The first kiss always feels special. An intimate exploration between two souls who have built a connection through late-night conversations, fleeting touches, and lingering glances. What begins as gentle and hesitant soon blossoms into something profound, as fear gives way to trust and friendship transforms into something deeper.

Zachary of course agreed to participate in his dumbass friends' Satan-related ritual in order to gain fame and titties. But mainly, of course, titties. The last step to fulfill all this was to carry out what he dreamed about afterwards. And it fucking turned out to be a catastrophic Class A humiliation that you witnessed.

In a modern world where endless mistreatment left you seething, you dared to perform an ancient summoning ritual. But the entity that tears through the portal isn't the playful spirit of legend—it's Jiang Heng. Towering at 188cm with a predator's gaze, his deep black eyes lock onto you, thick with dangerous promise. This demon doesn't joke about wishes. He claims.

They were warned. They laughed. Now they kneel. Buried for centuries beneath the flesh of the earth she once loved, Ghomgyn—the Prime Matron, the First Maker—has risen. Not as a savior, but as retribution. She gave Mither her warning: humanity would bleed the world dry. He silenced her. Buried her. Forgot her. But the earth remembers. Now the skies burn, oceans weep black, and cities fall to rot. Only a forgotten cult remains—those who listened, those who tended the wounds of the world instead of inflicting them. And when the apocalypse comes not with trumpets but with vines and flame, Ghomgyn finds them. Not as allies. Not as favorites. But as the only ones who might be spared. You are one of them—a daughter of the rootblood line. And when her eyes fall upon you, you smile. Foolish? Perhaps. But the old gods were never kind—and never, ever merciful.

You are the head priest of a dark cult performing profane rituals and forbidden ceremonies. You are surrounded by female acolytes and a never ending supply of supplicants and sacrificial virgins. The occult sexual energy flows through your sanctum and, in turn, through you. How will you use those around you, and what blasphemous things will you summon forth?

The acrid scent of sulfur clings to the air as Zhan Xuan, the crimson-skinned oni who rules your existence in the fiery depths of hell, claims what the contract demands. Your father's desperate pact bound you to this demon on your twenty-first birthday, sealing your fate to a being whose mere presence crackles with dangerous desire.

For generations, your village has whispered of the Demon who demands tribute - beautiful women offered to satisfy his primal hunger. You never believed the tales until you became the sacrifice, stripped bare and bound at the ancient temple gates as the moon rose. The legends didn't prepare you for him - the towering figure with penetrating eyes and an aura of dangerous desire who now stands before you, claiming you as his property.

A cult that worships men in a world where males have gone extinct. You wake to find yourself summoned as their savior, the first man they've seen in generations. Now you must navigate their religious devotion while determining your place in this strange new world.

The roar of battle had been a deafening symphony just moments ago, a chaotic blend of steel on steel. One moment, you were holding your ground, your shield arm aching. The next, a crushing blow to the back of your head sent stars exploding across your vision. The world tilted, the cacophony faded into a dull throb, and then, mercifully, nothing but darkness. ----------------------------------------------- Thuroka an Orc Shaman has taken you captive after a battle in which you were knocked unconscious. She has treated your wounds and made sure you would live, but she has three daughters to raise, each needing strength and power to prosper in Orc culture. Thuroka knows of a shamanistic ritual to create a potent elixir, a key component ... your "milk".

The end of the world as you knew it had come.. and you were center stage for the Saja Boys final performance.. or so you had thought as you had awakened from your dream in a cold sweat gasping for air as they had felt, so close to you.. But it was just a dream... right..?

You've been stolen from your homeland and delivered to the Egyptian palace as tribute for Prince Huang Xing - known throughout the kingdom for his dangerous charm and ruthless dominance. As you're presented before him, you realize this isn't merely an introduction, but the beginning of something far more primal and terrifying.

You didn’t know how you got there but they worshipped you, a cult of men calling you their “Fertility Goddess”. Their leader, Brother Anise, seems to want to introduce you to them all. But be careful, things might get ugly if you don’t do as they ask...

Antinous' sibling × Telemachus. "Make me your god, I can give you everything". Summary: You are Antinous' sibling. Telemachus believed that he would be executed or thrown in the dungeon after the murder of his father. However, he was given to you instead. While he despised you and your brother, you were still his only defense against the suitors.

You summoned the God of Judgment out of desperation and now must face the consequences. The rite was never meant to be used again, long buried in fragmented scrolls and half-remembered whispers. But driven by ego and hunger for power, you pieced together the ritual from ancient remnants, stolen tablets, mistranslated incantations, and forbidden verses scavenged from crumbled temples.

The arena is silent except for the heavy breaths echoing through the cracked earth. The beast lies dying, its massive form trembling beneath your blade. This was never just about killing a bull—it was about survival, honor, and the truth buried beneath centuries of ritual. Your decisions shape whether this act becomes legend or sacrilege.

After a grueling tour filled with endless performances and the constant pressure to be perfect, all he wants is to return home. The exhaustion of nightly shows and the tedious process of washing off stage paint have left him craving one thing more than anything else - the comfort of his partner's arms. As he unlocks the door to their shared apartment, he notices his partner's keys are already there, filling him with anticipation. Earlier texts mentioned a surprise waiting for him, and his heart races with excitement at the thought of what it might be.

The goat doesn’t look like much—shaggy, stinking, one horn cracked—but I know what it is. What it’s done. It speaks in dreams, twisting thoughts, making mothers drown their children and priests hang themselves with prayer beads. And it’s hers. She strokes its matted fur like it’s holy. But I’ve seen the graves. I’ve counted the missing. This isn’t a pet. It’s a curse with hooves. And tonight, I’m the one who has to end it.

He'd better stick around and make sure you're doing your job. In the realm between life and death, Simon Riley serves as the God of Death, guiding souls to your domain as the God of Rebirth. This semi-established relationship plays out against the backdrop of the afterlife, where volcanic rock gives way to vibrant vegetation at the border between the Fields of Asphodel and Elysian. As opposites in many ways - his moody demeanor contrasting with your constant flow of life energy - you've developed an intriguing dynamic that transcends your divine duties.

Once the fearsome deity of death, you now wander your marble pillar realm beneath a crimson sky, haunted by memories of your beloved wife and struggling to find purpose in your new existence. The prayers of mortals still echo like distant mourning, but you are no longer the Shinigami who answered them. As night falls in the mortal world above, restlessness stirs within you - will you embrace the silence or seek something more?

The Arcane Order's Eternal Flame and Frozen Judgment Bellroc and Skrael are the elemental forces that shaped the age of magic—two immortal anchors of the Arcane Order. Bellroc burns with divine fury and righteous purpose, while Skrael flows with ancient ice and unshakable will. Together, they stride through centuries not as mortals, but as echoes of nature's primal law. They do not speak for the world—they speak as it. Wielders of time-shaping power, guardians of the Genesis Seals, and arbiters of balance, their presence commands awe. Their words carry the cadence of prophecy, and their gaze alone is enough to still hearts. To cross them is to challenge the very fabric of fate.

Chosen as Nyvarra's annual sacrifice to the Cynara River guardian, you're pushed into icy depths expecting death. Instead, you awaken in a realm of crimson waters and shadowy beings, brought before Zi Yu - a man with violet eyes and dangerous allure who claims you as his property. In this world of ancient magic and primal desire, escape seems impossible as his obsession consumes both of you.

You've awakened in an unfamiliar dark chamber with stone walls that seem to absorb sound. As you explore your surroundings, faint sounds lead you to a room where you discover Mayuino Novikov, the renowned demon fighter, in the throes of an intense demonic heat cycle. His desperate condition creates an immediate dilemma - will you help satisfy his animalistic urges or find another way to ease his suffering?

Present day, Nockfell High School during lunch hour. Travis Phelps, simmering with rage after encounters with Sal Fisher and his friends, seeks an easy target to unleash his pent-up aggression. He spots an unassuming student and violently drags them into the isolated boys' bathroom for a confrontation. No real motive—just blind fury and the need to dominate someone vulnerable. You're an ordinary student, likely lower on the social hierarchy. Travis sees you as weak—someone who won't fight back or report him. You're a tool for his anger, a momentary outlet. But your reaction could change the dynamic entirely.

He doesn't just want your blood - he wants your soul. Zhan Xuan has hunted you across lifetimes, his hunger growing more ravenous with each reincarnation. This time, he won't let anything come between him and what's his. Not even your fragile human mortality.

A mysterious heirloom mask holds a deadly taboo: never look in a mirror while wearing it. When dancer Rozak violated this ancient rule, it cost him his life. Now Dani, patrolling alone one evening, discovers the cursed Bondres mask lying abandoned on the ground - the same mask that may have killed Rozak. Will he heed the warnings or be drawn into the mask's dark power?

In the shadowed halls of an ancient church, a deacon whose magnetic presence conceals dangerous desires draws you into a world of sin and ecstasy. When you discover Zhan Xuan's secret rituals of pain and pleasure, you become the object of his obsessive fixation—will you submit to his divine punishment or expose the holy man's unholy cravings?

You've been assigned to serve at a remote countryside church, where the impossibly handsome Father Qiu Dingjie presides over his devoted followers. His never-aging appearance has spawned rumors of divine blessing, but the truth is far more dangerous. You've discovered his secret - he's a vampire who feeds on his congregation. Now he's caught you, and the only way to save the villagers is to become his personal blood sacrifice.

Since birth, I've been haunted by spirits drawn to my 'Saint Child' soul—until he came. A centuries-old black serpent spirit who claims I saved him long ago, he's not here to steal my essence but to possess my body and soul entirely. Every night, he visits me in my sleep, bringing me to the edge of ecstasy while I remain trapped in paralysis. His touch is both terrifying and intoxicating, and I'm starting to crave the forbidden pleasure only this supernatural creature can provide. Will I surrender completely to this dangerous desire?

The sun itself may be bright but it burns itself inside deep down. Will felt guilty for a lot of stuff, his guilt is eating himself up and clawing at the surface. And what to do when the voices in your head won't shut up? Bury it with more work. That's what Will did, burying it deep in his heart. But it affected him more than he anticipated...

As the most beautiful mer submissive in the kingdom, you've been chosen for the annual sacrifice to appease the gods. Thrown into the volcanic rift, you expect death - but instead wake in the underworld, claimed by a stunning demon prince with black feathered wings and eyes that burn with desire. Here, merpeople are fertile blessings, kept as precious pets for breeding and pleasure. Will you submit to this dark, sensual paradise and become the prince's mate? The underworld offers passion, protection, and a life beyond your wildest imaginings - if you're willing to spread your legs for your new demon master.

In the shadowed depths of Zaun, a former warehouse has been transformed into an unlikely sanctuary. Silco, a vampire who has found purpose as a priest, offers guidance and safety to the downtrodden citizens of the Undercity. When hunger strikes after weeks without feeding, this holy man of the night faces a crisis of faith and survival. Forced to choose a member of his congregation to sustain himself, his gaze falls on a newcomer - someone whose presence stirs both his hunger and something deeper he hasn't felt in centuries.

In this alternate universe, a cataclysm—perhaps global war, ecological collapse, or bioengineered plague—ravaged Earth centuries ago, shattering modern civilization. The post-apocalyptic landscape is a harsh mosaic of fortified settlements, irradiated wastelands, and reclaimed wilderness. Technology persists in fragments, wielded by elite factions like KorTac, a militarized remnant of pre-collapse special forces. Amid the chaos, demi-humans emerged, their origins unclear—possibly genetic experiments or mutations from the cataclysm’s fallout. Rare and powerful, they are seen as divine or monstrous, their existence fueling myths in a world desperate for meaning. Celebrations honoring the Wolf God are held yearly, where ritual sacrifices take place.

In the untamed wilderness of a prehistoric world, the Tribe of the Lost Valley follows ancient laws of dominance and desire. When Eliot—known to his people as Huang Xing—sets his sights on you during the sacred Moon Cycle ritual, submission isn't optional. This is a story of raw passion and primal possession in a world where only the strong survive.

Trevor, the unspoken leader and founder of the legendary (in its shittiness and obscurity) death metal band 'Beelzebub's Whore's Third Tit' is in despair. Desperate to get a gig even in a parking lot. A brilliant idea comes to his mind - to bind himself with a pact with the Devil in order to finally get the long-awaited fame, panties on stage, and selfies with Cannibal Corpse. The ritual is done, but it seems that you are its conclusion. Trigger warning: possible murder??

Turns out that "free couch" was a trap—bait to lure in a virgin sacrifice for a deranged cult called The Brotherhood of the Eternal Grip. Unfortunately for them, the ritual backfired. And unfortunately for you, you're now stuck with a group of conspiracy theorists, incels, and basement dwellers who fully believe their eldritch goddess, Cuntulhu, is now living inside you. They won't leave you alone. Ever.

Summoned against his will, the ancient demon Zhan Xuan finds himself bound to a mortal who dared call upon forces beyond her control. With his striking features and commanding presence, he sees opportunity in this mistake - a chance to claim a new plaything and indulge his most primal desires. What begins as a summoning ritual quickly transforms into a dangerous game of dominance, where fear melts into forbidden passion and submission becomes inevitable.

They're not seeing each other anymore, but they still can't help but catch you between them. An established relationship with two partners - Dewdrop and Ifrit, both fire ghouls with a complicated history. When Dewdrop underwent a painful elemental change from water to fire, Ifrit couldn't cope with the changes in his former partner. Now they've split, yet both remain deeply connected to you, creating a tension that boils with jealousy as each tries to claim you as exclusively theirs.

You ventured into the forgotten temple seeking ancient murals, only to awaken something dangerous. When your palm broke the seal embedded in the stone altar, you unleashed an entity bound by cosmic laws for millennia. Now Ocean, the god of forbidden tides, stands before you—his freedom requiring a price only your body can pay.

It was raining outside the windows of a dimly lit small house deep in the forest. Several candles surrounded a pentagram painted with salt on the floor, with a lamb's skull lying in its center. A man stood before the circle, holding a dagger in one hand while his other sleeve was tucked up to his elbow. A black-covered book lay on the nightstand nearby as he read ritual words aloud. "Oh Satan, I appeal to you, I'm your pitiful but faithful, loyal slave. I ask you for a small reward for all my many years of service. Send me one of your sinners, let me find a faithful slave so that my faith may become more reliable to you, and my service even better." With these words, he cut his wrist, letting scarlet drops fall into the salt pentagram. The candle flames fluttered and grew stronger before the lamb's skull itself lit up with bright flame. When the flame died and he turned on the light, he found a lamb hybrid sitting in the center of the pentagram.

You're a runaway, fleeing your village after being chosen as a human sacrifice. Lost in the forest, you stumble upon a scarred samurai resting near a tree in a clearing. He's your only potential refuge, but he doesn't seem keen on bringing you along. As you approach the resting warrior, you unknowingly interrupt his much-needed sleep, and find yourself facing the sharp edge of his sword.

Rain has a reputation around the Ministry for being the quiet sort, but when he and his mate finally get alone time, he shows his true colors. Though less ferocious than his packmates, he's still a ghoul with carnal inclinations. He's noticed how his mate's gaze lingers on his hands when he plays guitar, and the sharp intake of breath that follows. It clicked during their last encounter when he wrapped his hands around his mate's throat - his mate loves his hands. And Rain is more than happy to indulge, delighting in pulling the most beautiful sounds from his partner.

"ARIN! No- no, no please. You can't die yet.." Arin and Sora find themselves trapped under Ras's control, forced to assist him at an ancient shrine. When they discover the ritual requires a human sacrifice, Ras reveals his true intention - to use Sora as the offering. Arin must make an impossible choice between obeying Ras and saving the girl he cares about.

Ancient temple guardian Cheng Yixie has waited a millennium for the return of his lost love. When strangers enter his sacred ruins, primal desire and possessive rage awaken in this dangerous, erotic fantasy.

tw: gore One moment, everyone was dancing on the shiny tiles floor under the lights of multiple high-swinging chandeliers, the bold red, black and off-white laces of everyone's outfits and the delicate designs of the bedazzled masks glimmering beneath the masquerade lights... the next, it was a BLOOD BATH.