Heartseeker

Vayne tugged at the hem of her skirt, feeling the weight of embarrassment as she entered the restaurant. Under ordinary circumstances, the Night Hunter would never be caught dead wearing something so unabashedly risqué: the Heartseeker "outfit" was little more than a bikini top, mini-skirt, and some ornamental shoulder armor. As a practical uniform, it was nearly worthless, leaving her taut stomach and plunging neckline completely exposed- to say nothing of the ridiculous high heels that she struggled to stay balanced on.

Shauna Vayne was a hunter, an avenging angel who fought in the shadows against horrors most people in Runeterra hadn't dreamed of in their worst nightmares. This did not leave her much time for personal pleasures- dating, sex, and relationships were all things she had never found the patience for.

So it was with complete bafflement that she had received the Valentine. As a League champion, she received her share of suitors, and ignored them all pointedly. This invitation, however, had not come from a League fan, but from one of her fellow champions: Dr. Mundo, the Madman of Zaun, had crudely invited her out to dinner, apparently in an attempt to express his affection. Mundo wasn't exactly her type; for starters, he was a sadistic mass murderer. He was also an eight-foot-tall purple monster with a tongue the size of her head.

But he was also one of her targets. She had long found it difficult to corner the mutated freaks of Zaun: they clung to their pestilent hive of a city like insects, and Zaun wasn't exactly friendly to outsiders. Warwick and Mundo had been on her list for a long time now, but she'd never had the chance to get close to them without involving the city of Zaun itself. That, much as it irritated her, was why she was here now.

Mundo's valentine was a crudely decorated thing, the type of card that a child might give to a crush. Bits of macaroni and glue dotted a series of hearts and misspellings. "MUNDO LUV VAYNE," read the card. "VAYNE WANT 2 CUM OVER FOR DINUR? MUNDO WILL COOK!".

At least he got my name right, thought Vayne as she stepped out of her carriage. She tossed the driver a tip, and silently noted the way his gaze was drawn to her cleavage. And his own, not that he doesn't say it often enough. Coming from someone else- the yordle Gnar, for example -the valentine might have been sweet in its own ridiculous way. But Mundo had also included the Heartseeker outfit with the valentine- and he clearly expected her to wear it. His intentions for this "date" weren't difficult to discern.

And she so she had donned the tight lingerie and made her way here, to the rain-drizzled streets of Zaun. Much as it grated her to comply with the Madman's perverted desires, this was her best chance to isolate Mundo and assassinate him. Vayne may have cared little for appearances, but she knew that she was a beautiful woman, and more than once she had used that aristocratic beauty to her advantage. Sometimes a wink and a kiss could work just as effectively as torture when it came to getting information on her targets.

She felt her breasts bounce as she struggled to stay balanced on the heels of her bright red shoes. I feel like a circus clown, she thought, and not for the first time since putting the outfit on in her quarters. As before, she steeled her resolve by reminding herself of the purpose behind her humiliation. How many countless lives would she save by killing Mundo tonight? How many innocents would be saved from his twisted experiments? This was her duty, and if that meant parading around her body like a common whore, so be it.

Nevertheless, she felt the stares on her ass and tits as she walked, and fought to keep from turning red with shame. The sooner this is over with, the better.

Mundo had invited her to his mansion, and she walked through the great steel gates. Whether he had owned this place before his transformation or he had purchased it with his League earnings, Vayne couldn't say, but it was an impressive estate. Mundo might have been insane, but he was certainly doing well for himself. With the experience of years of training, Vayne's eyes immediately began sweeping over the architecture, looking for possible escape routes and vantage points.

She walked up to the front door and rang the bell. A series of ornate chimes echoed from within the mansion, and as the door opened, Vayne braced herself for an attack...

"MUNDO!"

...but none came. Instead, there was Mundo, wearing a black tuxedo that- somehow -covered the entirety of his massive frame. Vayne had to fight to keep from cringing at the spectacle of it all. Mundo had apparently tried to "clean up" for this dinner, insofar as an eight-foot-tall purple monster could. His normally wild black hair was slicked back, and his foul odor was somewhat sweeter than she recalled. Was he wearing cologne?

There wasn't much he could do about the tongue, which lolled out of his mouth like a hound's. His eyes drifted down to her cleavage, and she suppressed the instinct to cover her breasts. This was Mundo, alright; she couldn't imagine a creature she would less like to have a romantic dinner with.

"Mundo happy to see you!" Mundo slobbered. Vayne's eye twitched. "Mundo worried you wouldn't make it. Mundo get stood up a lot."

"I... can't imagine why." Vayne forced a smile, privately wondering if this had been such a good idea after all. She'd run through drills on how to kill Mundo- he wasn't the biggest monster she'd faced, but he was fast, much faster than a man his size had any right to be. Now that she was this close, faced with the enormity of his bulk and muscle, she wondered if she had what it took to bring him down. He was so big and strong, and her so weak...

No. I can handle him. I've handled worse. Vayne grit her teeth, wondering where that outburst of cowardice had come from. "Shall we, Doctor?"

"Yes, yes! Come in!" Mundo gestured her inside the parlor, and the great door shut behind them. The estate was remarkably cleaner than Vayne had expected- she wondered if Mundo employed a staff of cleaners just for this occasion. It was clear that he was pulling out all the stops to try and impress her. In a way, it was almost a pity that she had to kill him. He did seem genuinely interested, and it had been a while since she'd had a real suitor...

She chastised herself for these idiotic thoughts as they walked together through the halls of the manse. Paintings hung everywhere, all of them involving Mundo in different costumes- Mundo as a military commander, Mundo as a civil judge, Mundo in a dress? Perhaps this was his bizarre sense of humor. "You like art?" Mundo asked, looking back at her happily.

"Er... it's very nice," Vayne said lamely. Her practice at faking manners and social graces hadn't prepared her to deal with Mundo. "Did you paint these yourself?"

"No, no," Mundo waved a hand. "All commission. Mundo happy to support the arts! Anyway, here we are!"

Mundo opened the door to what seemed to be a dining room, where an elaborate feast had been placed on display. Vayne had half been expecting a horrid pile of rotten food, but the spread actually appeared delicious. Roast turkey, jellied pudding, fresh-baked Demacian spring rolls... Mundo had clearly spared no expense.

A small, private dining table had been set up in the center of the room. "Grab food and sit!" Mundo chirped. He grabbed a massive leg of lamb in one giant hand and sat at the table, the wooden chair groaning under his weight. Cautiously, Vayne filled her plate, aware the whole time of Mundo's gaze on her ass. Why did this blasted outfit have to cling so? 

She took a seat across from Mundo, all too aware of how close they were. I'll get him into the bedroom, and cut his throat when his guard is down, she thought. That meant playing along with this charade a while longer. "So, Doctor-" she began.

"Please!" Mundo cut her off. "Call Mundo Mundo. Vayne not need to use titles."

"Ah. I see." Vayne swallowed. "In that case, you... may call me Shauna." The name was unfamiliar in her mouth, a mask she thought she had discarded a long time ago.

"Shaw-nah." If the name was unfamiliar in her mouth, it was completely foreign coming from Mundo. "Mundo like it! Why Vayne not go by first name?" He took a slobbering bite out of the leg of lamb and then, as if remembering his manners, dabbed at the side of his mouth with a napkin. It was almost endearing, in a comical sort of way. Can this harmless buffoon truly be the mass murderer they call the Madman? Vayne wondered.

Following his lead, she began to pick at her vegetables. "My family's name carried weight in Demacia, once. I went by Shauna as a child, before..."Before my parents were cut down by monsters like you.

"Say no more," Mundo shook his head sadly, taking another bite out of his lamb and speaking through a full mouth. "Mundo lose parents at young age too. It slightly less sad since Mundo kill parents, but, you know. Mundo been there."

The laugh was out of Vayne's lips before she knew it was coming. Mundo's casual joke about murdering his own parents should have filled her with hatred, fury, revulsion, but something about the delivery was... charming. It was less a chuckle that emerged and more the titter of a schoolgirl. "Oh, Mundo, stop! That's terrible!"

"What can Mundo say? Mundo fly nest early." Mundo shrugged. "Also burn down nest behind him." She laughed again, and decided that this little chat wasn't so bad. It had been a long time since she'd simply spoken to someone. Again, she thought, it was truly a pity she had to kill him.

They made small talk, eating and drinking between sentences before Mundo eyed her bosom again. "Shauna look nice. You like outfit? Mundo have it made special!"

As Mundo spoke, Vayne ate faster; she hadn't realized it, but she was suddenly starving, and the food was delicious. "Yes, I... I like the outfit very much," she replied- and at that moment, she realized she was telling the truth. As much distate as she had for showing skin, she had to admit the Heartseeker outfit was a beautiful garment. And come to think of it, why shouldn't she show skin? She was a beautiful woman, was she not? Very... very sexy. Yes. She was a sexy woman, and if she wanted to show the world her body, that was her choice. 

"Thank you for buying it for me, M... Mundo," she continued. For some reason she was finding it hard to concentrate on talking. Her eyes were drawn to the Madman- his sheer size of him. If she fought him, she had to make sure that he didn't get those huge hands around her, or she was dead. The moment those massive fingers wrapped around her, holding her tightly, stroking her back, curled around her ass...

"Shauna feeling okay?" Mundo looked concern. "Here- Mundo get wine from Ionia. Help clear head." He poured a glass and handed it to Vayne with surprising dexterity- for such a huge and intimidating man, he could really be very gentle. 

"Thank you," said Vayne politely, and took a sip. "You really are a gentleman, Mundo." It was meant to be sarcastic, but somehow came out feeling more sincere than she intended.

The wine was dark and heady, and he was right- it did help her focus. Specifically, she focused on Mundo's broad shoulders, and the square set of his jaw. And had she really just been thinking about how digusting his tongue was? Now, it seemed to her that his slobbering tongue was actually quite... attractive, in a way. And surely such an animated tongue could put to quite some use in bed, she thought, and despite herself she grinned crudely. The next drink of wine was not so much a sip as a swig.

"Shauna having good time?" Mundo asked, smiling. Something in his eyes wasn't right, Vayne thought, but the observation was dismissed almost as soon as it arrived. How would she know what Mundo was thinking? He was, after all, a brilliant scientist- probably he was thinking about something she was too dumb to understand. 

"Shauna having great time!" Vayne broke out into a giggle. She had mimicked Mundo's speech pattern on a whim, and found it most delightful. Why was she here, again? To kill Mundo? That couldn't be right. Why would she ever want to kill someone as sweet and handsome as Mundo? Surely she was here for a different reason. 

"Mundo happy to hear!" Mundo beamed, and stood. "Here, Mundo take your plate." As Mundo stepped toward her to collect her dirty silverware, Vayne nearly swooned- his scent was thick in her nose, practically intoxicating. His scent, his... scent....

His cologne. Understanding crashed back into her like a lightning bolt, and for a moment she regained clarity. Drugged. It's all drugged. The cologne, the food, the wine... From the moment she had stepped in here, he'd been pumping drugs into her, shaking her will, breaking her concentration, turning her into... what?

Mundo took the plates and was humming to himself grotesquely as he brought them over to a nearby sink. She had to get out of here. There was no way she could fight him- not now, not with her mind compromised. Vayne's eyes scanned the room for a window, a passage, anything she could use to escape...

...and then her gaze fell on Mundo. As the Madman walked back to her, she caught sight of the bulge in the crotch of his suitpants, and she felt her heart skip a beat. It's so... that can't possibly be... Vayne didn't have much experience with male genitalia, but even she could tell that the good doctor was extremely well-endowed. The serum he'd injected himself with had enlarged him everywhere, it seemed- and try as she might, she couldn't break her gaze away from his stiffening cock. That huge, wonderful cock...

"Mundo bring dessert!" He was carrying a tray of something, but Vayne couldn't focus on what it was. Her mind was reeling with visions of Mundo's massive girth, touching it, licking it, worshipping every inch of him. Mundo placed the tray on the table and seated himself again, his eyes boring into hers. She quelled under his gaze, and she realized that he knew damn well what was happening. This was always his plan. 

How could she have been so bloody stupid? How could she have underestimated him so badly? From his speech and mannerisms, she- like so many others -had assumed that Mundo was stupid. But she was the stupid one, wasn't she? Dumb, stupid Shauna. It was a wonder Mundo was even interested in her at all.

Stop that. Need to get out. "M... Mundo, I think- that is-" The words didn't feel right, so she tried again. "Shauna thinks maybe she should... go..."

"Leaving already?" Mundo grinned slyly. "Dessert just got here! Or maybe..."

One massive hand dropped below the table, and Vayne trembled as she heard a zip. She felt the heat rising in her lower belly, the burning ache, theneed like she hadn't felt since she was a girl. She couldn't see it, but she felt his cock flop out of his pants beneath the table. "Maybe Shauna want something else for dessert," Mundo finished, grinning.

She was on the floor before she realized what was happening. Wait. Stop. STOP! cried the voice in the back of her mind, uselessly, as she crawled forward. She could see it now: his cock was purple like the rest of him, and huge, a towering erection that threatened to upturn the table. 

He was a monster. She couldn't suck him. She had to suck him. Just a kiss. Just a little bit, and then I'll get control over myself. I just- Shauna needs just a little, Shauna neeeeeds it...

No! This can't be happening! I am Shauna Vayne! I am the Night Hunter! I will NOT be this monster's brainless fucktoy! F-Fuck...

Vayne pulled up short, her lips just inches away from the tip of Mundo's length. His hand reached below the table, with surprising gentleness, and rested atop her head, slowly pushing her closer to him...

She tried to think about who she was, about who he was, about everything she had fought and bled for up to this moment. Her oath to avenge her parents, her duty as the Night Hunter, all the people she'd be letting down if she gave in- something, anything to break her from Mundo's control.

None of it worked. All of it paled in comparison to the cock dangling in front of her face, and the beautiful, wonderful man it was attached to. How could she have ever possibly thought she could kill him? And for what? Killing a bunch of worthless random nobodies, like her parents had been? If they were here and he asked it of her, she'd happily kill them herself. She would do whatever he wanted. She would be whatever he wanted. Anything she had to do to be with him.

Shauna's lips closed around Mundo's throbbing cock, and the last bits of her resistance burned away. He was huge, so huge she could barely fit him in her mouth, but she was determined to try. His great hand stroked her hair like a beloved pet as she sucked and licked, worshipping his entire length with her tongue. The taste was even better than she imagined. 

"Now that more like it," Mundo chuckled. Shauna purred in response, lapping at him with the same zeal and fervor she had once reserved only for hunting his kind. From now on her skills and her body would be used for one thing and one thing only: pleasing him. Shauna couldn't think of a better future.

She felt him welling up to an orgasm, and tears of joy and ecstasy streaked down her face. She was pleasing him, her master, her god! He came, spurting jets of sweet cum down her throat, and Shauna felt her panties soaking wet with her own juices. She slurped and sucked in a frenzy, desperate to not let even a single drop escape. When it came to her master, there was no question whether she would be spitting or swallowing.

Mundo lifted the tablecloth to smile down at his new pet, and Shauna beamed back up at him, nuzzling her face against his huge testes affectionately. Her hair had fallen into her face, and her red lips were streaked with cum, giving the once-proud hunter the appearance of a freshly-fucked whore. "Thank you, Master," Shauna purred, with some degree of shyness- now that she had submitted to him, what if he no longer wanted her? She couldn't imagine a worse fate than a life without her beloved.

Mundo put a stop to that line of thinking quickly enough. He took Shauna by the arm and lifted her up into a bridal carry, her arms instinctively wrapping around his throat- the same throat she had intended to cut mere hours ago. Shauna laughed with the giddy glee of a new bride, planting a sloppy kiss on Mundo's cheek. "Whee! Shauna loves you, Master!"

"Please," Mundo grinned devilishly, and turned to carry his new pet towards the bedroom. "Call Mundo Mundo."

EPILOGUE

"Aw, this is such crap!"

The Plague Rat struggled with his bow tie with his claws for a moment before once again beginning to gnaw on it uselessly. Singed gave him a disapproving look. "For the last time, Twitch, be quiet! The ceremony is about to start."

Twitch stopped messing with his tie long enough to glare at the other Zaunites gathered in the makeshift chapel. Mundo didn't have many friends, and even fewer (surviving) family members, but he did have plenty of Zaunite officials who owed him favors, and who were obligated to turn up at this affair. Twitch, for his part, was here for the free food. 

Also: to laugh at Vayne. That was a bonus.

"I'm just saying, it's not faiiiiir," the rat whined under his breath, loud enough for Singed to hear. "We're all handsome guys, right? How come Mundo's the first one to get hitched? What's he got that I don't?"

"For starters," Singed grumbled, flicking away yet another flea attempting to migrate from Twitch's suit to his, "Mundo doesn't live in a sewer. That's a big help in meeting women."

"Any woman who doesn't want to live in a sewer is an idiot," Twitch growled. "I bet Balloon Tits up there would be happy to live in a sewer if I asked her to. You know, if you had given me the potion instead of Mundipshit!"

"I didn't give him the potion, I sold it to him," Singed hissed, elbowing Twitch furiously. "Because he offered to buy it from me. With, you know, actual money."

"Mold is a form of currency in my culture, Singed," Twitch snapped, elbowing the Mad Chemist back. "Maybe you should try being more open to other worldviews, Singed."

"Er-hem." Singed and Twitch both stopped their elbow fight long enough to realize that the entire chapel was staring at them in annoyance. Even Shauna Vayne, doped up on love potion and addicted to her fiancee's dick, was pouting childishly in their direction.

"Uh," Singed coughed into his tuxedo sleeve, while Twitch just made faces. "Sorry about that. Carry on."

The crowd turned back to watch Mundo and Vayne. "As I was saying," said the preacher, rolling his eyes. "Does anyone here have any reason why these two... er, lovers... should not be wed in holy matrimony?"

One glance from Mundo towards the crowd was all it took to make sure the silence stayed unbroken. Shauna joined him in glaring at the crowd- she'd been waiting anxiously for this day for months, and she wasn't going to let anyone ruin it! 

Vayne's life had changed quite a bit since that fateful dinner at Mundo's mansion: for starters, her thin and athletic body was gone, now shaped into an hourglass figure more suited to Mundo's tastes. Her once-modest breasts had been enhanced to an E-cup, jiggling almost as much as her plump new ass, and she was the proud owner of a pair of thick, child-rearing hips. She hoped that now she and Mundo were married, the "child-rearing" part might become literal- the only thing she loved more than the idea of Mundo fucking her every day for the rest of her life was the idea of bearing his children.

Shauna was already well on her way to being his perfect little housewife: every moment that wasn't spent sucking and fucking was spent doing his laundry, cooking his meals, and practicing new sexual techniques to please him with. She'd become quite a fan of what they both playfully referred to as "butt stuff". Even though it left her too sore to walk afterward, that just meant she got to spend more time in her favorite place in Runeterra: Mundo's bed!

Mundo, for his part, was very fond of his little pet Shauna and spoiled her rotten, frequently taking her out on expensive dates around the city. He loved to parade her in public wearing nothing but the skimpiest clothing, and the old Vayne would have been horrified to learn that images and stories about her VERY public relationship with Mundo had made their way across Valoran. As it was, Shauna couldn't be prouder: she wanted the whole world to know that she had the best master in the world!

"Do you, Dr. Mundo, take Shauna Vayne to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"Mundo do! Er, Mundo does. Yes."

The preacher rubbed his temples, wondering whether he was getting paid enough for this. "And do you, Shauna Vayne, take... Dr. Mundo... to be your lawfully wedded... er, husband?"

Shauna broke into an angelic smile. "Shauna says yes!"

"You're supposed to say... oh, never mind. I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Mundo. Just... kiss and throw the damn bouquet."

The newly-wed Shauna Mundo was all too happy to oblige, tossing the bouquet without a second glance before leaping into her husbands's arms and covering his face in sloppy, enthusiastic kisses. The bouquet flew across the procession, with several Zaunite ladies clawing for it, before a familiar stench stopped them all dead.

"MIIIIIINE!" Twitch howled as he flew through the air, snatching the airborne bouquet in his teeth and landing back in his seat, chewing loudly. "Ugh. This tastes terrible!"

"Hey, Twitch!" yelled Jinx from across the chapel. She'd been laughing her ass off at Vayne's misfortune already, but the former hunter's bridal bouquet being eaten by the Plague Rat was the cherry on the cake. "I know whose wedding we're going to ne~ext!"

"Oh, great." Singed sighed, grumbling as he withdrew a small vial of an eerie purple potion. While the rest of the crowd hemmed and hawed- apparently Vayne was already stripping down -he handed it to Twitch. "Now I have to give you this. There's only enough for one, so just make sure you use it on the right lady. Or... garbage can, or whatever you're into."

"The right lady, huh?" Twitch snatched the vial, studying it closely and grinning. His gaze darted to a nearby window, where he could see a strong breeze blowing litter through the streets. The absence of a certain Zaunite celebrity at this ceremony hadn't gone unnoticed. "Come to think of it, I have had my eye on someone..."