Phew, it's been a long time since I've updated this one, and for that I apologize. Got caught up in so many other things, but I never forgot this chaotic little thrill ride! And now, after Hazbin Hotel has made its glorious debut (Alongside a surprising, but very welcome sister series called Helluva Boss!), I bring you the next installment of this mad little tale! Enjoy!
When the demonic duo awoke from their little nap, they noticed none other than Tom Sheldon sitting in the room. While other women may have been offended by a man having snuck in on them after doing the deed, they both just shrugged it off. Considering Cherri had done her fair share of porn in the past and Demencia occasionally modeled for NSFW fan art for her social media followers, neither one of them saw nudity as much of a taboo.
"Rise and shine, ladies! Hope y'all enjoyed yer private time, 'cuz now it's time to suit up for a big job!"
The girls quickly redressed themselves and were led out of the half-destroyed desert base into Tom's RV that was being chauffeured by an unnamed local and soon the three were sitting around a small table while they were being driven back to the main island. A six-pack of high-grade German beer and a plate of freshly grilled hot-dogs sat between the three.
"So, you finally got something specific for us?" asked Cherri as she casually pulled out a chunk of crystal meth and started crushing it in her hand to add to her beverage.
"Yep, and it's a matter of life or death! One of my local contacts, an older broad named Jade Tan, has been caught by Panay and it being brought in for interrogation."
"A rescue mission?" thought Demencia aloud, "Does that mean we have to escort her somewhere? Because no one likes those parts in video games!"
"Nah, don't you worry about that! I'll be there to pick her up as soon as ya get her. I know y'all don't need any dead weight slowin' you down."
The dragon girl relaxed as she downed her fourth hot dog. She then not-so-subtly used her tail to pull her lover closer and start making out. Before they could get anywhere with that, though, they arrived back at Tom's base where they found several black boxes waiting for them.
"Tan's being held in a huge facility in the mountains. Might just be the biggest base on Panau."
Both of them got excited hearing that. Think of all the carnage they could make at a place like that! They could just imagine what kind of new power they would get after this!
"Since I figured y'all would be goin' up against something so big you might want a fresh reload of gear. Help yourself!"
Inside the boxes was a fully-loaded firearm, five of each of the smaller handguns and a two-handed weapon for each of them along with multiple reloads of ammo for all of it. Much to their delight, it also included two dozen frag grenades and a dozen rounds of C4. They two did reflect that they have been using guns less and less with the assortment of powers now at their disposal. Add that to the whole combining powers trick still in mind, they figured they could easily find a use for all of this.
"Now I'll be on yer PDA the whole time so I'll know right off the bat when you grab Jade. The second you need anything, give me a call!"
And with that said, the southerner sent them on their way with the base's coordinates on their handheld device. The demonesses wasted no time as Cherri used her grappling hooks to launch herself from one part of the mountain to the other while Demencia flew by her side. For once they did not dawdle, banter or stop to cause random mischief. They actually headed into the barren wilderness as they wanted to ensure they would reach their destination as fast as physically possible. They even went the entire way completely sober! That's how determined they were!
The tropical foliage eventually faded as they reached the snowy summits once again and followed the coordinates. Even as the passed by towns and the occasional gas station, they remained as focused as ever. For the first time since they arrived, they felt like they had a sense of urgency and purpose greater than just their own merriment.
The duo arrived at the base, but quickly found that calling the place a complex would be more apt. Four different walled garrisons were spread out around multiple acres connected by snowy roads and in one case a cable car line. Fuel tanks of all shapes and sizes were everywhere, two ginormous communication masts dominated the skyline and they could spot a massive black hangar sitting over a frozen lake. For many this would be a terrifying fortress of military might that would need a small army to properly overcome.
For Demencia and Cherri, though, it was a thing of beauty. Vehicles lying about everywhere, hundreds of soldiers to confront and endless opportunities for explosions. The duo were right to save all their resources for this because they knew it would be a marathon of glorious, gruesome carnage that would put all their past feats to shame. The two made their way to the nearest quadrant and spotted two guards keeping patrol from a lookout tower. They exchanged a tender kiss before each of them pulled out a sniper rifle and aimed for the guards' heads.
Two headshots later and the game had officially begun. Demencia flew on top of the tower to keep sniping incoming soldiers while Cherri landed inside the wall and charged ahead with a pair of machetes. The alert had officially sounded, but the Panauan soldiers dumb enough to heed the call were quickly taken down. Within the first five minutes, they had taken down almost thirty soldiers.
The two charged ahead as more soldiers emerged from the various barracks and buildings around them to try and stop them, but they were also dealt with using grenades, fireballs, shuriken or a grappling hook to the privates.
"Okay, are there any researchers or staff here?" asked Cherri, "Who feeds and trains all these guys?"
"Less talk, more skull-bashing!" shouted Demencia as she literally beat a man to death with a pistol. While most pragmatic villains frowned on pistol-whipping, the rules do not apply when you have a veritable unlimited supply of guns.
With another several dozen bodies behind them, they advanced only to find a roadblock of several off-road vehicles and motorcycles lined up to form a barricade. They counted at least twenty-five soldiers in between them and the rest of the base and all of them were poised to kill…
…And that meant Cherri and Demencia had a wonderful opportunity to see what would happen when they combined fire and lightning! Each of them held out a hand channeling their respective element and when put together, it became a ball of pure energy.
With a combined thrust they shot their new projectile at the blockade and were not disappointed as it caused every single vehicle to explode and left all the grunts before them in hundreds of pieces each.
"Logic is our bitch!" cheered Cherri as they rushed out of the first quadrant and into the open roads connecting the bases together. They ran full-tilt into the next garrison and quickly dealt with the guards on the towers with several grenades. Rather than just blowing up the guard inside, the entire top of the structure was blown to smithereens and rained debris onto the unlucky guards who tried to halt their progress.
The never ending onslaught of militants kept pouring in, emerging from every corner and futilely trying to pump more lead into the demonesses. All they ended up doing was giving the ladies targets as they went a bit old-school and turned the place into a shooting gallery. For once they limited themselves to guns only and saw who was the better markswoman even keeping score with double points for headshots. By the time they had cleared out the area, Cherri's better aim and precision gave her the edge and won out with 34 kills with 18 headshots for a total of 70 versus Demencia with 47 kills with only 7 headshots. As the victor, Cherri got to choose how to blow up a pair of satellite stations sitting at the corner of the base. She opted for getting a pair of trucks up onto the dishes and then blowing the whole lot up with her classic bombs.
Why did she bring the trucks? Because Panauan vehicles are less for transportation and more a portable explosive that will detonate if someone blinks too loudly around them. She wanted to give a little extra pizzazz and what better way to do that than to mix broken glass and burning rubber into exploding metal and concrete?
With half the base's main sections now kaput, they moved into area number three where they found the two towering masts just begging to be toppled. First, though, they had to deal with yet another platoon of troops who did not know when to quit. This time they decided to get up close and personal and relied solely on their melee skills. Demencia literally tore into them with claws, teeth and tail to the point where Cherri was almost tempted to drop what she was doing and start masturbating to the destruction.
Luckily for her what she was doing was giving her girlfriend a show to watch with her own carnal display. Every person in her sight was getting sliced and beaten to death as she summoned a small armory worth of weapons from her body. Whether it was ninja weapons, a replica of the Master Sword because irony or a sledgehammer as tall as she was no one was spared. It also helped that from years of gang fights she had no inhibitions about playing dirty whether that meant chucking snow in a soldier's face, hitting below the belt or distracting them by her top "accidentally" falling to reveal her cleavage.
Once they were all finished, the destructive duo stood before each other in the aftermath of their latest bloodbath.
"You want to fuck like jackrabbits, don't you?" asked Cherri.
"Uh-huh."
"But we have an actual time limit for once…"
"Right."
"And we have a responsibility to live up to and-"
"Given normal gaming conventions we can technically putz around all day and Jade will still be fine. There's no active time limit or chase sequence so as far as reality is concerned, we've got no major obligation."
Cherri blinked, processing everything Demencia just said, before literally jumping onto her and making out. After forty minutes of debauchery in the snow, the two finally got everything out of their systems and continued on their way. They headed up by the cable car where the last area of the base along with the huge hangar stood over the rest of the area. Now that they were reminded that the rules of reality more or less did not apply to them anymore, the duo got far more creative once they reached the final quadrant.
Demencia pulled out matching pistols and went completely above and beyond with her gunplay. She would fire enough rounds to empty the gun, chuck the sidearm into the air, claw out the nearest soldier's face, then catch the gun and reload it in five seconds before going airborne and breathing fire onto anything that moves. Then she would pull out a machine gun and rather than shoot directly at the guards she would ricochet the shots off the walls so they would always hit in the back of the head. Then she got her hands on of the bottomless Gatling guns and fired it at anything in sight to the tune of "Sweet Victory." Why? Because her cartoon gods and the author demand it!
That left Cherri with a chance to get back to basics and use her signature explosives while also seeing just how many ways you could use said explosives in conjunction with her other powers. Whether it was whacking them with a baseball bat, infusing them with lightning so they exploded with an electric charge or just taking advantage of her infinite regeneration and shoving the lit pyrotechnics into people's faces. What would normally be a kamikaze maneuver in her continually regrowing hands turned into a bloody bonanza that made her laugh every time with how the soldiers screamed and cried as they realized the end was nigh.
With the last quadrant down, and having far more liberty to operate, made their way up towards the final part of the base overlooking the rest. They faced a few pursuing helicopters on the way, but they were dealt with thanks to fire blasts and a few well-tossed grenades. It did strike them as remarkably fast, though, with how their mission was going.
Before long, they arrived at the literal top of the base where they looked down and happily saw the smoke rising from their previous exploits. Strangely enough, though, as they walked along the elevated pathway and platforms around the massive hangar they met no resistance. There was not a single guard in sight until they found an open bay door near the top which they headed towards.
"Ah, there you are," spoke an incredibly snide voice over the base's intercom, "At long last, I spy the wretches who have been toying with the Panauan military."
"Baby Panay!" exclaimed Demencia like a cartoon sleuth, "You and your mangy mutt won't get away with this!"
"Goddamn, do you ever stop with these jokes?"
"I get in a really bad mood when someone burns my toast," she admitted, "Then it leaves a bitter aftertaste in my mouth when I eat someone that's just the woooorst!"
"A-Anyway," continued Panay, trying to sound dramatic despite the interruption, "Your rebel friend is no longer in the base and you have failed. You may have damaged my empire, but this will be the last time you interfere with my-"
"Get on with it, fucknugget!" yelled Cherri, "We get it already! 'We are complete idiots! I am so high and mighty! All hail my swagger! I swear my cock is really that big!' Just pull out your doomsday device and let me shoot something!"
Instead of replying, a shadowy figure leapt out of the hanger behind the two. Three things immediately drew their attention about their newest opponent. One: It was a ninja. An honest-to-God assassin covered head-to-toe in dark blue robes with only the eyes exposed. Two: The ninja was female. Considering Panay's army seemed to be the competing to be the world's largest sausage party before, this was even more surprising than her being a kunoichi. Three: She had a submachine gun on her hip, though, that seemed pretty mundane by comparison.
"Ha! Just one ninja? Is that all you've got?" taunted Cherri. She was answered with many more shinobi appearing out of puffs of smoke until there was twenty warriors before them all pointing firearms at them.
"Much better!" agreed the demonesses as they leapt into battle. Their joy kept growing when they found out that the ninjas could actually handle their weapons! They made smart decisions about how to use cover, ambush the pair and even showed the unique ability to vanish into puffs of smoke when they started taking too much damage. To most fighters this fight would be hopelessly one-sided as the band of kunoichi combined the stealth of ninjutsu with the lethality of guns.
To Demencia and Cherri, though, it was a phenomenal change of pace that got their blood pumping. They could practically feel the new abilities they would get from this, but they still relished the new challenge in front of them. They loved the chance to get creative right back as the femme fatale army fell one by one. Some fell to old-fashioned stabbings, shootings and beatings, but others got unique deaths.
One fortunate woman went to reload her gun, only to find an active grenade thrown in her hand instead. Once her limb was blown clean off, Cherri finished her by taking her gun and charging it with electricity. She became the very first person to die by electric pistol whipping! Another one found Demencia setting her robes on fire. As she hurriedly tried putting the flames out, she found herself rolling straight into the lizard girl's arms who flew her into the wall of the base and ground her against it until she was paste. That brave soul would be immortalized by the mile-long streak of blood painted on the base's front.
After several minutes of carnage, the final ninja fell to a pair of sniper shots to the chest. The destructive duo were not sure of how much time had passed, but they felt invigorated beyond belief.
"I think this calls for something special…" said Cherri as she reached into her boobs and found the Ular-brand mushroom drug. Demencia brought out the highest-proof booze she had and soon the two found themselves as high as stars. In their drug-fueled craze that would make even drug lords scared for their lives, however, they were interrupted by Baby Panay's voice.
"Well then," droned the dictator, "You survived my ninjas, but your American comrade won't survive being dragged to a Panauan war prison and-"
Rather than be concerned with that, the girls were too busy gawking at clouds or licking their guns in a stupor. From his remote base, the diminutive ruler had to wonder how these were the insurgents destroying his nation.
"Ooooh…" groaned Demencia as she finally regained her footing, "That might have finally been too much."
"Oof, no shit," griped Cherri, "I'm pretty sure I almost ate a bullet."
"My tail was on fire and I had spiders in my pancreas."
"I honest-to-Antichrist thought I was a pony."
"You want pony OCs? I'm sure I can find you something online."
"Just be sure to keep safe-search on. I've literally seen children get murdered over candy and there are still parts of the Internet that make me wanna take a shower."
"ENOUGH!" screamed Panay, "If you two won't take my threats seriously, I'll just have to kill Jade Tan!"
The duo looked over the rail of the base to find huge cracks emerging in the frozen lake. The sounds were deafening, but they were more surprised to see a massive black submarine emerge. A small fleet of jeeps also rolled out from the bays at the bottom of the base and quickly put two and two together.
"They've got Jade in those cars!" said Cherri.
"Fuck, now we've got actual stakes! We'll have to save the scissoring for later," replied Demencia as she brought out her wings and flew into action. Cherri followed behind, rappelling from side to side and healing off whatever damage she did to her body. They were on top of the motorcade in a few seconds and were quickly met with several armed guard peeking out of the sides of the cars to fire at them.
Even with the need to be careful for once, the demons were more than up for the task. Cherri summoned several throwing knives and landing fatal blows on the guards while Demencia showed her firearm skills by using a single pistol and aiming squarely at the head. Soon they were at the main car were an Asian woman was tied to the front seat. Again, not wanting to risk the hostage, Cherri acted stealthily as she yanked open the driver-side door and just pulled the driver out of the car. Once she was behind the wheel, the cyclops steered the jeep away from the submarine and safely towards the open ice while Demencia threw flames at the remaining cars.
With one last ka-boom, their pursuers were no more and Cherri pulled over with a very grateful Jade Tan fully unharmed.
"Oh, thank you ladies so much!" she swooned, "I thought that lunatic Panay would have my head by now!"
"Don't mention it," boasted Demencia, "We've been at this hero gig for a while now."
"Um, bullshit!" retorted Cherri, "We've caused millions of dollars of property damage, showed almost no regard for humans safety and our body count is somewhere in the thousands! How in Lilith's freaky sex dungeon are we the good guys?"
"Because if we really wanted to we could take over the entire world in less than a week with our powers."
The blonde realized, once again, her insane girlfriend had a point. Before she could dwell on that further, a helicopter came into landing with a very happy Tom Sheldon aboard.
"Well I'll be a crushed car at a demolition derby, you loco bambinas actually pulled it off! No offense, but I didn't think subtly was your style."
"It isn't," assured Demencia, "We still shot up at least a hundred guys to get here."
"Please, back in Washington, pulling a number o' bodies that small would get you a medal. Now then, I'm gonna fly Jade here to my safe house so she can let her trail run dry. Now that all the hard work's done, y'all can go back to slammin' vodka shots while shooting up garrisons for funsies. Happy trails, pardners!"
And so the humans flew away back to the jungle while the ladies stayed in the tundra. Just as they were about to start making their way back, though, they felt a familiar tingling all over their bodies.
"What, really?! New powers for all that?" said Cherri as her body settled down, "It feels like that last one was pretty tame compared to finding Tom."
"Uhhhhh…" said Demencia, looking no different this time, "I think our new toys are for them…"
She then pointed up into the sky where she saw over a dozen transport helicopters hovering over them. Parachutes began to fill their view as at soldier after soldier jumped from the chopper and seemed to be ready for battle.
"Okay, now we've got targets, but what can we do now?" asked Cherri. As if answering her own question, though, she looked at one intact car from their chase and held her hand out towards it. One of the tires then flew off and landed straight in her grasp as if by magic.
"No way. No fucking way."
Cherri then sent the tire spinning around her head with just a thought. With another thought, it stopped on a dime and began bouncing off the ice like a rubber ball.
"Holy shit, I have telekinesis!"
"Are you okay?" asked a curious Demencia, "You actually sound like you're ready to squee."
"Because telekinesis is the most broken power ever! I can move anything just by looking at it! In fact…"
Demencia's dress then ripped off her body. "Okay, now you've got me interested!"
"Trust me, I've already got enough stuff planned for twenty pornos once we're done here. What's your new shtick?"
Demencia glanced at one of the schmucks who tried shooting at her during the chase. Like her lover before her, she lifted her hand and suddenly the blood flowing out of his wounds stopped. It then all levitated and flew into her hand.
"Controlling blood?" asked Cherri, "Seems like a weaker version of my power."
Demencia, however, was giving a grin that would terrify even the craziest of slasher villains. She formed the blood in her hand into a spike and sent it flying into the one survivor of their chase who was trying to crawl to safety. The spike drilled into his face, and caused more blood to squirt out in turn. After just that one mook, she had five spikes floating around her.
"Okay, never mind, that's fucking broken." Cherri then looked up to see the oncoming storm of soldiers, some of which had already started firing down at them.
"Let's see how many new pussies we can make…"
"Aw, I'd love that for a date!" cooed Demencia, "I'll get the bedroom ready once we head back home."
"I can't wait…"
Demencia opened her wings with her new blood spikes in tow along with a submachine gun in hand and soon the falling force of enemies was quickly decimated as she used all of her powers in tandem with amazing ferocity. Burn a hole in one man's parachute so he would plummet to his death, then shoot two more to kingdom come with her gun, then use their blood to form needles that would puncture the next man's throat open and gain more blood for her to manipulate. The only concern she had now might have been that she was hogging all the fun, taking out every guy in sight and leaving Cherri bored below on the ice.
Thankfully, one look down put her worries to rest. Cherri was getting plenty of time to play with her newest power thanks to a deluge of soldiers pouring out of the nuclear submarine. It seemed Panay had actually a backup squadron in case his hostage escaped, but they were far too late. They instead proved Cherri's point that telekinesis really was broken to an absurd degree. Almost anything the cyclops willed to happen worked. Stopping a barrage of bullets in mid-air and firing them back at the gunners? Yep! Using her mind to hold her weapons so she could wield eight pistols at once? Worked like a charm! Simply picking up a guy with her power and slamming him into his buddies like a fleshy wrecking ball? So funny it made her almost pee herself! Between her psychic onslaught and Demencia dropping bodies like literal flies, there was enough blood to turn the lake red if it ever thawed.
Once the carrier copters finally retreated and the submarine returned underwater, the two reunited and made out furiously.
"Okay…" swooned Demencia as her heands ran along Cherri's body, "Forget a bedroom. Let's just find an alley and start fucking like jackrabbits!"
"Oh, I'm extremely tempted, but there's one thing left here to take care of."
They both looked at the massive communications towers just begging to be brought down. Demencia did the honors as she gathered the hundreds of gallons of blood she spilt and concentrated it all into a fifty-foot wide crimson sawblade. She took to the sky with her gigantic weapon and with one thrust of her arms, the massive saw spun clean through the base of the metal towers like paper. The beams groaned as their support was gone and fell like two red-and-white trees and flattened several buildings under them, the entire mountain shaking from the impact.
"TIIIIIIIIIIMBEEEEEEEEER!" cried the demoness as she flew back to her girlfriend, only to be amazed to see her floating off the ground.
"Yep, turns out I can use it on myself! Let's go celebrate with airborne sex!"
"And whiskey-cocaine body shots!"
"Holy shit, you need to come home with me. With a webcam porn site, we'd be billionaires by the end of the month!"
And with their little party plan, the demonic duo flew into another random house and spent the rest of the day trying every kinky thing the two could dream of with their abilities. Trust me, this writer would be here for hours trying to explain it all so get your mind in the gutter!
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night full of Rule 34 and badass action! Tune in next time to see the duo and their new skills demolish more strongholds! Thanks for reading!
Also, per the request of a fan of mine, a list of the ladies' powers to help keep track!
Demencia: Dragon wings, generating fire, dragon form (Includes claws and tail) and blood manipulation.
Cherri: Grappling hooks, generating lightning, unlimited weapons from her body and telekinesis.