The Sisterhood's Transsexual Interdimentional Schoolgirl Lesbian

by MadHat886

A number of women from different worlds end up in a world where lesbian demons and futa dark elves hunt them down to make them their sex slaves. By Krellscholar.

19. Chapter 19

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Chapt. 19

The Tournament to Unify The Dykes With Their Bottoms
The Climax
Part Three

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Will Ama-arhus Get What She Has Cuming To Her?
(Is Carmine A Top? Pull-lease!)

With identical twin flashes Carmine and Sakura, still coated and, in Sakura's case, also dripping with the coiled, tacky, strand-like signs of Sakura's victory, not to mention Carmine's ball draining defeat, abruptly appeared in a semi-darkened room. The quietness of the room demonstrated that it had to be far away from the now chaotic arena.
Neither had asked to be transported there.
Both looked around themselves quickly and tensely.
Even when Carmine, the only one of the two who didn't have cum…Carmine's…across her face and eyes, interfering with her sight, quickly recognized the room, she nonetheless hesitated.
She really didn't want to be there at this moment!
And certainly with Sakura here to see it all!
Finally she couldn't delay any longer. "This is Ama-arhus' 'Throne' room!" Carmine gasped out while making a short, guilty glance at the wide eyed Streetfighter.
"How do you know?" Sakura replied with complete trusting innocence as she continued to look around the overlarge, shadowy 'Throne' room.
"Ah," Carmine hesitated in sudden embarrassment, remembering what she and…Ama-arhus had done here so very recently, and so very often! "She…er…I…uh…have…mmm…met here a few times before."
Carmine's stuttering answer had the Streetfighter looking over at Carmines face intently. Nearly instantly she recognized the inadequately hidden discomfort on the Sex Assassin's face and, just as instantly, she formulated some very accurate reasons for Carmine's discomfort. "Met?" she asked.
Carmine couldn't look back at the suspicious girl, recognizing from Sakura's question that she wasn't being too successful at hiding her 'feelings' showing vividly on her face from her remembrance, and guilt, of Ama-arhus' 'oral work' with Carmine…on her knees before Carmine…! Instead she looked randomly up at the ceiling, trying desperately to not show her obvious embarrassment. "Ah…she…wanted to…she wanted me to…umm!"
Sakura's vision dropped from Carmine's chagrined face to her still inhumanly long, though very temporarily flaccid organ swinging between the Assassin's thighs. "Met…" she said incredulously. "I can bet what she was interested in!" she added silently. Then she asked out loud, "Is she the reason that you have refused to meet with me, or poor Miko, lately? Did she curse you…made you so…horny…gave you another curse atop your first? Is that what poor Miko meant when she warned me?"
Her eyes widened when Carmine's intimidating prick jumped in rising erection and began drooling, once again, long coiled strands of testiclepudding upon Ama-arhus' carpet. Staring at the intimidating prick the Streetfighter asked herself, "Just how much…stuff can Carmine make?"
But before the embarrassed Carmine could reply, another voice interrupted, "I am so happy, little girl, that you can recognize my handiwork!"
As both turned towards the new voice, Ama-arhus, her ball-bustingly gorgeous female form challenging even Sappho's figure, and covered only by a diaphanous neck to floor gown, strode in from the absolutely black shadows behind her throne. Her eyes were aglow and she had a smile that ran ear to ear. A smile that showed off all of her pearly white fangs. "Yes, little girl, I needed a champion after Wendy's betrayal, so I picked a Sex Assassin! Brilliant, if I say so! But I had to give Carmine some…incentive to work for me. Also, as a bonus to me, she turns out to be so very tasty!"
Ama-arhus smirked as she looked over Sakura's cum smeared and dripping face, head, and tits. "As you have, no doubt, noticed, little girl, Carmine's cum is…delicious! But, do not worry, I can remove this spell, at least, whenever I want! That is," she added after a pregnant moment, "considering your latest…'performance' with Carmine, you may not want me to remove that spell!"
Absentmindedly pulling long tacky strands of Carmine's babystuff from her hair, sudden insight showed on Sakura's face. "Did you curse me? Is that why I did…those womyn could…I enjoyed it so much…doing those things…licking those womyn?" Sakura asked in a wild, jumping sentence. Her face was blushing, remembering how she had been acting with womyn this day, and vividly enjoying it, ever since she had…met those two Elves outside of the showers!
One glance and Carmine knew that this latest beautiful crimson blush on Sakura wasn't from any embarrassment in the luscious and deadly Streetfighter!
It was building anger…
Ama-arhus grinned back at Sakura. "I arranged for a…little curse, a spell really, to keep you out of the way for the moment! Did it work, my Dear? Did you enjoy yourself in the showers?"
Sakura stiffened and she formed cum sticky fists at her side. She glared at the Goddess with all the hate she could generate. "I…am…not…a…lesbian!" she growled each word, one at a time, in that sweet, teen voice of hers.
"Could have fooled me! What I saw you doing this morning before your match, little girl, was some of the finest womyn to womyn love I've seen in a long, long time. So fresh, so new! I could tell that it must have been fresh and new, and oh so very exciting, to you, too! Tell me, did that Amazon taste good? You remember, the one that squatted upon your face right before you finally left the showers?"
Every bit of Sakura's delicious naked body was now tetanic, her arms and legs quivering in her locked muscle fury. "I…hate you!" she ground out through clenched teeth.
Carmine was staring at the furious Streetfighter. "What had she done before their match?!"
"And with womyn!"
Then the Goddess took another step towards the Sex Assassin and Carmine hastily looked back at her.
Ama-arhus no longer looked happy.
She glared at Carmine. With anger of her own, she spat out at Carmine, "You…you…traitor! You had no intention of fighting Sakura, did you? You took a dive! It was obvious to everyone there! Your disrespect to me will cost you, Bitch! You will suffer for that…"
"I didn't do it to oppose you! I didn't want to defeat her!" Carmine interrupted, her freshly drained cursed cock once yet again jutting out in steely rigidity and already drooling a pond of man scum upon Ama-arhus' carpet. She quickly added, absentmindedly scooping some of her own residual load that was still clinging to the surface of her conical handful sized tits while hanging in long, wormy strands from her pebble hard nipples, "Sakura didn't deserve to lose this Tourney, especially lose to me! She's done too much, journeyed too far!"
Ama-arhus turned on the still incensed Sakura. "And were you in on this? Was this your plan from the beginning? Share your delightful virginal and…" Ama-arhus took a moment to look the furious Streetfighter up and down. "deliciously well built young body and a sex mad Assassin will throw the match for you?"
Sakura, too furious to talk, simply replied with a terse "No."
"Look, Ama-arhus," Carmine tried to explain. "Sakura had nothing to do with this. It was my idea…my choice!"
Ama-arhus turned on her, eyes glowing red. "You did this? To me! What gives you the right to spoil my plans…"
"I love Sakura!" Carmine blurted out another interruption. She dropped her eyes sheepishly to the floor as the Goddess glared at her.
Sakura gawked in shock at the horse-hung Sex Assassin, eyes wide. Then, abruptly, her face softened and she gave the down-cast Carmine, the 'clearly-uneasy-at-finally-revealing-her-true-feelings' Carmine, the sweetest smile of agreement.
"You what!?" Ama-arhus shrieked instead. "Love?! You want 'Love'? You can get that from half the pussies around here…just feed your schlong to them!"
Carmine looked back up, anger (and thus courage) now on her face. "That's not what I am talking about! She loves me…ah…er…I think…not because of but in spite of my damned cursed cock! She's the first female in this whole damn land that has fallen in love with me without taking my cock…without asking me to give it to her! Everyone else just wants the pleasure of fucking me! No one falls in love with me after I fucked them…they just become sex-slaves to me, interested only in getting more dick into them!"
"How romantic!" the Goddess retorted, cynicism dripping off every word. "But 'love' don't make it here! I can't have my minions doing what they want instead of what I tell them to do! My plans are too important for that…too important for me to allow such betrayal. Especially for 'love'! For no other reason than dealing with…satisfying my anger, you must be punished!"
Suddenly Sakura was in her fighting stance. "I'll kick your ass if you do anything to Carmine!"
The Goddess looked over at the threatening Streetfighter and smirked. "Someday it might be interesting if I gave you the chance to 'kick my ass'! Instead, it would be so satisfying to have your loud and arrogant face 'kiss' my ass!" As she turned back to an uncertain Carmine the Goddess added, "Just like she did to that Amazon this morning!"
Sakura bristled, abruptly blushing.
"Wait!" Carmine gasped, looking at the advancing Goddess' most exposed loins. "Well, at least she cannot fuck me again!" she thought. Then, out-loud, "Y…you need me…I'm the only person here who can impregnate you, once you remove your own curse from me!"
Ama-arhus nodded. "True. With that thing," and the Goddess pointed at Carmine's jumping, spitting bowsprit, "You are certainly qualified! But there are somethings that hold priority! Obedience to me is much more important than my impregnation! I can always find another cock that could do…the…job…" Her voice drifted off, her eyes gawking at Carmine's impressive display of impregnation equipment. She smiled before looking back up at the Sex Assassin's sweating face. "However, I will not destroy you! Sex Assassin! Your…'talent' has…impressed me! You are too…entertaining and…" she glanced over at the still furious Streetfighter. "…tasty in bed! Therefore, you will still have the great honor of giving me my new champion! "
Sakura visibly shuddered in barely restrained fury.
Ama-arhus went on, looking back at Carmine, "If I recall, you enjoyed serving under me before I became fully female, correct?" Then those red, glowing eyes of the grinning Goddess flashed.
A spicy chill roared up Carmine's spine, instantly hardening her nipples with unasked for heat and starting her sex pole bobbing, throwing coiled, foot long ropes of pearly white precum all about her. With little hope from past experience with the Goddess' magick, she still desperately tried to resist the magickal arousal spell, to not feel the unnatural but potent passion, silky lust, damned demanding and torrid horniness flooding her.
Instinctively Carmine 'knew' it had to be a spell that Ama-arhus had planted in her long ago…She mentally kicked herself for not realizing it sooner. "Of course! That's why she's been able to…manipulate, control me!" It had to be a spell planted deep into her "when she…raped me!"
She instinctively knew that there would be no resisting the spell once activated. Already the idea of taking an arm long and thick phallus far up her was terribly exciting!
Feeling downright natural.
While the desire, craving, need to bury her own arm long prick into some tight, wet female opening…Ama-arhus' first curse upon her…maintained its sweeping hold over her, she was also feeling, now, the wild desire to be impaled herself! It was as if her feminine side was being stimulated as much as her 'Assassin' side!
Anyway for certain, Carmine no longer had any control of herself whatsoever. Whatever the Goddess wanted, she wanted!
And would enthusiastically deliver!
All she wanted to do now, suddenly all she could think about, was serve Ama-arhus and satisfy…drain…her burning, stuffed balls any way she could. In any way the Goddess wanted! Under or atop the Divinity, it didn't matter as long as ball draining copulation was involved.
Even though she consciously told herself that she didn't want to be pinned under the Goddess, telling herself she hated the idea of taking Ama-arhus' awesome sex weapon within her and certainly would never consider asking Ama-arhus to mount her, Carmine realized that her body felt much, much differently. That when the Goddess was in her 'natural' form, hung like Satan Himself, and she took her 'pleasure' with Carmine; violating Carmine's receptive, eager even, body to the fullest extent; effortlessly raping Carmine into convulsive, monstrous forced orgasm, the sensation of being helpless and overwhelmed in inhuman penetration by driving, spreading, dominating divine dick would, could not be resisted. Her passion reminded her vividly that…being at a Goddess' service and use was…supernaturally wonderful!
It had been damn good being Ama-arhus' bottom!
And now, craving more torrid sex with the Goddess, Carmine realized that she felt…in love with Ama-arhus!
Or that damned spell made her!
And that was what Goddesses could do: Make you love them. Force you into craving their 'love'. They can fuck you into slavery!
It may not have been natural feelings, like Carmine thought of her love for Sakura, but that didn't stop the impact, the power of the feelings that Ama-arhus planted into Carmine when she had fucked her!
And which the Goddess was reawakening in her!
Watching Carmine gasp and her athletic, svelte, mostly feminine body sweat while gazing…yes, hungrily…at the feet long strands of babystuff hanging completely to the carpeted floor from the Sex Assassin's bobbing glans, Ama-arhus' smile broadened as her head nodded. "I thought so! It is true, in-spite of your…equipment you are very female…and thus subject to female desires and needs. You need to be reminded of that…weakness you have! You have been acting here for too long like some male in your own harem! You need to be reminded of your female heritage, and responsibilities. I think I'll send you to the Dark Elf Pits for a couple of decades! They should be more than able to supply your feminine side…your very feminine need for…penetration! Then, after they have shown you the pleasures of femininity, after they have 'softened you up', you'll be more…cooperative, docile and respectful of me and my wishes!"
In spite of the roaring lust generated by her mental visualization of the intensely 'penetrating', lustful fate that Ama-arhus intended for her, Carmine almost unconsciously shook her head in growing horror.
Then they were interrupted: "I WILL kick your ass if you do that to Carmine!" Sakura screeched while taking two very threatening steps towards the smirking Goddess. "So help me!"
A momentarily expression of irritation and frustration formed on the Goddess' gorgeous face and, not even looking at the furiously set and grimacing Sakura, Ama-arhus flicked her left hand in the Streetfighter's direction.
Sakura's eyes flew open and she shrilly screamed, "NO! Stop! Please! NO! I…I can't stop…AAAAHHH!"
Instantly after she was screaming incoherently and plunging both hands into her naked loins. Maintaining her howl, eyes wide and white in shock, the Streetfighter dropped heavily to her knees, then sat back on her haunches and began furiously rubbing with the edges of her hands upon her girl slit…a pussy which was suddenly aflame with bright red, sunburned-like labia parted by a stiff, throbbing little clit. Her juices poured through her pressed together-as-if-in-prayer hands to soak Ama-arhus' carpet.
Not taking her eyes off of Carmine's sweaty face, the Goddess smiled. "She can lick up her juices later, once I am finished…with you!"
Carmine looked back from staring in horror at the furiously masturbating Sakura. "What have you done to her? It's not her fault! Do whatever you want…must to me, but free her of that spell!"
Ama-arhus' smile broadened. "Now she will be more appreciative when I sit on her cunt licking face! Don't worry, Carmine, she is literally not suffering! She is definitely feeling no pain! However, as for you!"
Carmine stiffened when the gloating, glaring Goddess raised her right hand…
Then both were interrupted by an even brighter flash to Carmine's right.
On the other side of the wailing, jerking off Sakura appeared…Ryoko!
The towering Demon grinned at the startled Goddess.
Then Ama-arhus, with a most convincing hiss, turned to face the Demon, her hands up, claws extended, eyes glowing molten iron red.
Immediately Ryoko followed suit, assuming the same intimidating, aggressive posture.
For a long tense moment relative silence, broken only by Sakura's whimpers as she furiously masturbated, dominated within the room. Neither metaphysical being moved, neither took their red glowing eyes from the other's.
"Stalemate," Carmine fervently hoped.
Then, and to Carmine's ever grateful relief, from the empty air overhead came Wasu's voice, "Ryoko, don't do anything rash!"
"But I can take her!" the smirking Demon replied while still not taking her eyes off of Ama-arhus'.
"Maybe," Wasu came back, "But we dare not take the chance. Look what happened the last time you two had a test of strength! You two could easily destroy the building! And I don't think you want to do that, Ryoko. Think of all the females you would deprive yourself of!"
Not losing her grin, Ryoko replied, "Well, I don't want to disappoint those who haven't had their chance to…get to know me better…from under me!" And she stood up, dropping her claws to her sides. But the big, fang filled grin remained.
"Ama-arhus!" Wasu invisibly turned to the Goddess. "Ama-arhus, we have not come to attack you, but negotiate with you!"
The Goddess, after looking up at where Wasu's voice seemed to come from, straightened up herself. "'Negotiate'? What is there to negotiate?"
"There is much…" then Wasu hesitated. Carmine thought she could see Wasu looking with pity at the Streetfighter on the floor, whining and furiously self-stimulating herself. "Ama-arhus, does Sakura have to suffer so? Can you not relent?"
"Well," the Goddess started, glancing at the squealing, writhing Sakura. Then she smiled slightly. "I suppose she has gotten the point. I'll remove the spell."
"Both spells, Ama-arhus!" A not smiling Carmine added. "Isn't it your doing that made her unable to resist womyn…hitting on her?"
After a grim smile at Carmine, then a boastful, broad grin at Ryoko, Ama-arhus nodded, "Both spells then!"
With a simple wave of her right hand Sakura's wail abruptly stopped. Then the girl toppled forward to lay face first and spread wide on the floor, breathing heavily, her lush and full buttocks sticking up, quivering blatantly.
"She'll be alright in a few seconds. But my, she does have a remarkable physique!" Ama-arhus said, looking appreciatively at the naked Streetfighter's magnificent buns displayed for all to see. Ryoko, too, admired those alabaster loaves, shiny-wet from sweat and…the girl's juices. In the meanwhile Ama-arhus continued, more softly, "Very attractive body, especially when she is not trying to 'kick my ass'!"
The Goddess turned to Ryoko. "Very well, Wasu, I have made the good faith and sincerity donation to the negotiations," she indicated the stirring Sakura, "Now, what's in it for me?"
"Sappho has agreed to let Wendy join the Sisterhood. She agreed to this regardless of who won the final match. If Carmine had won it was assumed that she would pick Wendy. Sakura, after…'meeting' with Sappho, and, for all facts and purposes, being 'persuaded' by the Goddess, will also agree, even if it was from under Sappho's loins. Isn't that right, my Dear?"
Sakura, who had just staggered to her feet, blushed brightly, this time in sincere and extreme embarrassment, with Wasu's mention of Sappho and her…. Finally she nodded.
Carmine thought, "Wow! Sakura and Sappho! Wonder who 'kicked' whose ass?!"
Ams-arhus chuckled at the girl's discomfort. "We Goddesses can be persuasive, can't we, little girl? I'm sure you enjoyed yourself, 'I'm not a lesbian!' notwithstanding." Then the Goddess looked back at Ryoko and frowned. "But Wendy is no longer in my service! That makes her not acceptable! You need to sweeten the deal!"
"Wendy is a perfect candidate for she has a foot in each camp. Neither side is offended, or threatened."
"I would be offended!" Ama-arhus pompously shot back. "She is no longer in my service! How can I trust that she would properly protect my interests!"
"And Sappho said the exact very thing. You both are going to have to trust her! There is no one else that the two of you could agree upon! Now, if you still object, tell me of someone you wish to propose for membership who is also acceptable to Sappho!"
Ama-arhus stopped, staring at where she thought Wasu was hovering. After a long moment she barked, "Oh, this is a waste of time! I am being swindled, again, by the Sisterhood! I should have not bothered to come here in the first place!" Then she turned to leave.
"And about that vampire…" Wasu added just as the Goddess started stomping away.
Ama-arhus stopped in her tracks. "Vampire? What vampire?"
"Someone admitted her into the tournament. Sappho does not claim her and neither do I. And maybe whoever did knew that the vampire was not interested in the tournament itself, but in obtaining Human females in order to give her sustenance while she crossed that desert that is in your lands while on her way back to her home land. A home in that new land that has seemingly become attached to the back of yours. A large part of the Sisterhood is asking about that vampire…and who let her into the tournament. It shouldn't take long to find whoever it is."
"Uh, what would happen to…whoever is responsible?" the Goddess asked.
Carmine interrupted, staring steadily into Ama-arhus' suddenly concern filled eyes, "Why, they should be banned from the tournament and lands of the Sisterhood…forever! Right, Wasu?"
Wasu caught her Que. instantly, "And that would include whomever was their champion! They and their champion would be barred from membership in the Sisterhood…forever! Everything they had schemed and worked for: to get themselves and their people access to the green, cool lands of the Sisterhood, to get access to the Tournament, where the sex is easy, to be able to fuck those luscious and always horny Sisters of the Sisterhood, the great boons to lesbian-kin, even to enjoy Sappho's tits, ass, and/or belly…or, if that was her taste, to be fucked mindless by Sappho and her Sisters, would be lost! Now, who would want to give that up, eh, Goddess?"
Ama-arhus frowned mightily first at a now grinning Carmine, then, turning to Ryoko, the Goddess said, "Very well. In the interest of…good will and…and…maintaining the peace, I will accept Wendy as my representative in the Sisterhood Council. Furthermore, I will take it upon myself to find and…apprehend that vampire…"
"And free Maria and Miko from her grasp?" Wasu jumped in.
"To release them…to let them go free?" Carmine, to Ama-arhus' obvious irritation, added.
Ama-arhus' frown deepened as she sullenly replied, "I agree!"
Now it was Sakura's turn. "I…I want to go after them! I owe it to Miko!"
And Carmine jumped in, "I am going, too!"
Ama-arhus smirked at her. "For 'Love', too, Assassin?"
Carmine didn't hesitate. "For friendship! Miko was my friend!" "And a helluva squeeze!" she added silently.
The Goddess' frown quivered oh so slightly. "Would it be that I would have such…friends!" she thought for a painful moment. Then she said aloud, "Very well! Such friendship should be rewarded and supported! I will support your expedition with food, drink, and Dark Elf companions and, if need be, my own presence…right after I have delivered of my next champion. Furthermore if…er…when the vampire is caught, I will take her off your hands! I have plans for that traitorous Bitch! Agreed?"
"Agreed!" Wasu replied instantly, not waiting for Sakura to think up some lame objection. She had gotten what she had come here for!
Compromise and Peace!
When everyone became silent, satisfied with the outcome of the negotiation, Ryoko recognized that the time had come for her favorite 'exercise' activity. First looking at Carmine to see her quite distracted by Ama-arhus' nearness, then leering openly at Sakura's bulging, rock solid and butterball smooth asscheeks, she said matter-of-factly, "Well, let's celebrate!" She looked right at the Goddess. "Now I was under the impression that Carmine was supposed to…a…service Ama-arhus?"
Sakura jerked her head first at the grinning Demon, then at Carmine, definite shock on her face.
"Well, in that case," all heard Wasu say, "I'm outta here!"
Ama-arhus smiled at Sakura's facial expression. "Well, that is what Carmine promised me, after all!"
Carmine, looking at the Goddess with a most worried expression, winced as she heard Sakura's initial gasp.
Then, "You what?" the Streetfighter shrieked.
"Well, I was under her spell…" Carmine weakly replied while distinctly not looking at the again furious Streetfighter.
Most surprisingly, Ama-arhus came to Carmine's rescue, "Actually, I might have exaggerated…a little. More like she would…consider impregnating me! Don't worry, little girl, your Carmine was, and in all probability still is, quite reluctant to mount me. She has, after all, much to be…angry with me about! But she needed to get rid of her 'problem', for many legitimate reasons! So she agreed to 'do' me, provided I removed the 'horniness' spell I put on her! She was quite uncontrollable with it, just ask Aphrodite and her Sisters. They've been occupied for the past two days just keeping the Sex Assassin sane…and drained!"
Suddenly Sakura calmed. "So that was what Miko had meant…" she thought, "…when she told me about how out of control Carmine was acting!" The Streetfighter looked at the Goddess, saying, "So that was why Carmine 'lost' so easily today in the ring?"
Ama-arhus smiled ruefully at Sakura, "Well, all magick has its yin and yang! Yes, though the outcome was not to my…wishes, I must admit that my curse on her was why Carmine…lost."
Sakura glanced at a still discomforted Carmine, then smiled, "No, not that! But you are right Ama-arhus! Carmine threw the match, but not from your spell! Even in her state she could have defeated me, bowled me over and fucked me thoroughly, and, she smiled sweetly at Carmine, "…to tell the truth, she would have had to deal with little resistance from me!"
With the last sentence Carmine turned her head with a jerk at Sakura. Now her eyes displayed shock.
The Streetfighter looked right at a wide eyed Carmine, "I couldn't have stopped her!" Looking back at the Goddess, she went on, "I couldn't have defended myself…I couldn't kick Carmine's ass because, you see, I love her, too!"
Carmine broke out with the biggest smile. "I don't care what Ama-arhus does to me, I can go to my grave happy!" she told herself.
The Goddess rolled her eyes up. "Give me a break!" she silently added.
After a moment for a deep breath, Sakura said, "Are you going to remove your spell…if Carmine agrees to impregnate you?"
Ama-arhus solemnly nodded.
Sakura took another deep breath and looked back at Carmine, "In that case, I will not stand in her way!"
Then she glared at a suddenly grinning Ama-arhus. "But only this one time! I don't like you, Goddess, and I don't trust you! You take that spell away from Carmine, now!"
Grin broadening, the Goddess nodded quickly and, lips moving in silent prayer, pointed her right index finger at Carmine.
Within seconds Carmine visibly relaxed, and her jutting, iron bar hard, bobbing and drooling prick drooped and softened with remarkable speed until, while still inhumanly long and fat, it hung, deflated and limp, down between the Assassin's thighs nearly to her knees.
"Just like old times!" Carmine thought while looking back at Sakura.
After waiting for Carmine's prick to soften, Ama-arhus also looked, this time expectantly, at Sakura.
Sakura was not smiling. "Very well!" She looked at Carmine's flaccid (for once) tube-steak, then up at Carmine's face. "Now, this one time…and I mean this one time, Carmine!…you may…fuck Ama-arhus…this one time! And I'll be watching, so no monkey business!
"And I don't want to hear anymore about it…ever! So hell, this one time…do it now and you'd better knock her up…this one time! Do it now so I and Ryoko can make sure Ama-arhus doesn't try anything! Okay, Carmine, this one time…split her like a log!" Then turning to Ama-arhus she barked, "I'm letting Carmine 'do' you this one time! You'd better get pregnant now, because Carmine is not going to get another chance…not with you!"
Ama-arhus just grinned and stepped up to Carmine who was looking wide eyed at Sakura. Carmine, not the least comfortable, began looking back and forth between the greedily, cock clutching Goddess and a most frowning Sakura.
Sakura clearly saw Ama-arhus reach down and fill her hands with the Sex Assassin's limp meat.
Carmine continued to look over at a definitely not smiling Sakura. She looked, not the least comfortably, at Sakura at least until she was suddenly distracted by the Goddess' accomplished hands…abruptly the Goddess was getting a powerful jumping response from Carmine's suddenly rising dick.
Abruptly forgetting about Sakura in the Goddess' pleasurable handling of her equipment, the Sex Assassin jerked her head and vision back to the Goddess' 'handiwork'. She stared with startled wide open, fixated eyes at Ama-arhus' prick milking hands as her overworked organ, as if with a mind of its own, majestically erected for and into the face of the Goddess, spreading apart cock gripping divine fingers, forcing the Goddess to put one hand above the other on the shaft in order to control the massively lengthening and expanding pole.
"Oooooo!" went the Goddess, eyes locked on the powerful, throbbing prick. Making sure her coo was loud enough for Ryoko and Sakura to hear, Ama-arhus looked up into Carmine's gaping eyes. From an obviously passion constricted throat she said hoarsely, "Its been a long time since I've taken on a sex weapon like yours, Assassin! Of course its been long time since I was last female…fully a female so I could enjoy one this impressively big!" Then, after a momentary hesitation, she added, "Of course, my mouth doesn't count!"
With a wickedly beautiful and bitchy smile she looked out the corner of her eye at the vividly unhappy Sakura and the always obviously leering Ryoko…only the Demon was openly leering at Carmine's love's bulging Streetfighter ass!
Forcing down her envious anger at the Bitch pulling on Carmine's jutting pole, Sakura told herself, "Well, at least I now know what Ama-arhus had been doing with Carmine to keep her around the Goddess! And why Ama-arhus could claim that they had not done actual intercourse in her apartments! 'She had not had sex with that Sex Assassin', so to speak! HUMF! I've heard that before!"
The Goddess, seeing Sakura's temper rise, didn't miss a beat, "I'd almost forgotten how much…fun it was to play with one…to anticipate the fireworks when I allow it into me! Its just I'm not used to being a bottom." Then she looked inquisitively up at Carmine's beginning to heat up face. "Am I doing it right?" She said, loud enough for Sakura to hear and with just the proper pitch to her voice to sound exactly like some innocent virginal school girl eagerly working on her first prick.
Just like Sakura would sound if it were she in the Goddess' position, alone and eagerly working on that same prick!
Carmine's swollen balls began to burn and her fully erected organ began belching long tacky strands of testiclepudding down the jacking wrists and forearms of the grinning, wide eyed Ama-arhus.
In the meanwhile Ryoko moved alongside the nearly tetanic Sakura. The Streetfighter's flexed arms were stiff at her naked sides, dangerous fists clenched into rock. In the meanwhile the Demon's eyes were locked on the Streetfighter's deliciously smooth and gently bulging, hourglass shaped body…but mostly on her ass.
Then Ama-arhus bent over and, with mind rattling, jealousy inducing gentleness and fervent emotion, kissed Carmine's once again fully swollen and erected cock! Kissed it right on the purple-swollen tip!
And Sakura, if it were possible, tensed even more, momentarily going up on her toes as Ryoko could hear the girl's teeth grind together!
"And boy did those buns tighten up wonderfully!" thought the leering Demon.
When the Goddess pulled away from Carmine's glans a long coiled strand of pearly-white protein stuck to her lips. As she pulled back more and more of Carmine's 'stuff' pulled out of tube penetrating through her glans and shaft. It was well over a foot long before it broke loose to slap across the Goddess' lips, chin, and then up her left cheek.
Sakura hissed as the Goddess slowly licked up all of Carmine's precum strand stuck across her face.
Carmine, conflicted between Sakura's anguished, more furious, facial expressions and Ama-arhus' incredibly wicked and effective handjob, put her hand upon the cum lapping Goddess' shoulder and tried to push her farther away.
From Carmine's constant looking over at Sakura, the Goddess surmised the problem instantly. First, gently but firmly taking Carmine's hand off her shoulder, and turning slightly so she could look eye to eye with her teen 'competitor', she said in a voice as friendly and non-arrogant as a Goddess could, "Little girl, why don't you go for a walk? With Ryoko there! I'm sure she could think of something…fun…to do to…er…with you! And then maybe poor Carmine could relax a bit and enjoy her 'duty', eh?"
Sakura just growled.
The towering, seven foot tall Ryoko moved in, bending over to Sakura's right ear. "She's right, you know. There is no reason for you to watch this. Lets go to the other end of the room and…have some fun! I'll be gentle and I won't tell a OOF!"
Sakura had just backhanded the towering Demon, her fist, knuckles first, smacking into Ryoko's belly just below where her navel should have been…provided she had been born, which, as a Demon, she hadn't been.
Her knuckles had hardly indented that alien flesh, though she got a satisfying "OOF!" from the Demon. But her entire arm tingled from striking the inhumanly rigid and dense flesh and she momentarily had to shake her hand to stop the paralyzing pain.
Ryoko saw that arm shake and smirked. "Didn't hurt, did it, Baby?"
Sakura inhaled through her nose and seriously considered another blow, but instead she looked over at the Demon. Ryoko's belly was a broad, flat slab of rock hard abdomen, all ribbed muscle and inviolate metaphysical flesh.
Sakura felt an old thrill go through her. Back home, in school, she would always get a thrill when she saw the boys, the athletic, testosterone overdosed boys, run around the gym with their shirts off. Those ribbed abdominals always made her nipples hard…and…other parts of her…wet.
Probably why she always hung around the gym after her after school workouts!
But she never acted on her desires. If any boy made a pass because he caught her staring at his flat stomach, she'd "kick his ass!" She couldn't let any boy know he had an edge on her!
Now…
Ryoko, of course, noticed Sakura's stare.
Then they heard Ama-arhus: "Take me! Fuck me, Carmine! I am ripe! Ripe for your child!"
Sakura looked at them and gasped quite loudly.
Ama-arhus, after an arrogant glance at the naked, and beginning to sweat, Sakura, stood up from licking Carmine's purple, formerly cum covered glans, and slipped her virtually transparent gown off her shoulders. It pooled silently around her feet. Then she demurely posed for Carmine…but she made sure that Sakura got a good, long look also.
Naturally, she was magnificent. Big, firm, perfectly conical tits capped by the bright pink cones of a virgin, her tits had obviously 'borrowed' from someone.
"Probably Sappho," Sakura thought, recalling another superhuman beauty that she was certain someday she would be competing against…just not in sex!
Also borrowed, Sakura was sure, was Sappho's perfectly smooth, loaf shaped butt domes, full and jutting to form a deep, dark crack between them.
But the rest of her was pure Ama-arhus. Long, powerful, sleek legs that looked like they could run forever…and run down any victim. A ribbed, flat, rock hard stomach that could withstand the pounding of any lover, mortal or immortal, or the attack of any jealous female competitor. A chiseled, rigidly beautiful face with a smallish, severely pointed nose, ears longish but flat against her skull, small horns, almost unnoticed, with a single forward bend, sveltely sharpened chin, and a long, slim, smooth alabaster neck…all sitting over and between those, again, perfect, female intimidating tits.
Carmine, not helping it, grinned from ear to ear as she took in the inhuman beauty of the Goddess. Naturally, the Sex Assassin had never faced such an exquisite and delicious feminine form…excepting, of course, when Sappho had become addicted to her wadd. Leering at Ama-arhus' display, once again the Sex Assassin's dramatically bloated and inflexible organ bobbed up and down like an excited puppy.
With her first gaze Sakura's jaw dropped and her eyes grew into saucers. She instantly lost all her anger and unkind emotions towards the…gorgeous Goddess. Her shoulder's slumped and she exhaled slowly, depressingly. All she could think was, "How can I compete with THAT?"
Worse, suddenly she wanted to be where Carmine was, standing right in-front of that stunning, heart pounding creature! She fought briefly but furiously with herself to remind herself that she really was not a lesbian…that she really wasn't attracted…sexually attracted…to that…delicious Goddess!
But, helplessly, not wanting to, she wanted, suddenly and desperately, to be in Carmine's place!
"Did that feeling make her a lesbian?" she asked herself.
Some other part of her awed and aroused mind replied, "Damn right!"
Fear…fear of actually being a lesbian, in spite of all her determination to not be one, gripped her confused and emotion wracked mind.
Ryoko had started her Aura…without telling Sakura, of course, who stood right alongside her.
That alone explained Sakura's difficulties in withstanding the arousal from seeing Ama-arhus' inhuman beauty. Ryoko's Aura was well known to bring out the 'worse' in females.
Ryoko clearly saw the confusion, and arousal, on the Streetfighter as she stared at the Goddess' display. The Demon bent over again. "Hmmm! Now that is one attractive bed partner, don't you think?" Ryoko, again alongside her right ear, husked.
That consummately arousing, veritably telepathic, certainly skull piercing and nerve jarring demonic voice sent chills up her spine. The Demon's potent Aura didn't inhibit her aroused response to Ryoko's voice either.
Now Ryoko had a clearly visible glow around her.
So close was the Demon that her nearly transparent Aura also enshrouded the crestfallen Sakura. Suddenly the despairing Streetfighter's puffy nipples were stiff, jutting a good half inch outward, and almost a glowing pink. Her pussy melted under the callous demonic assault, while her clit stiffened as well. A pant developing, in remarkable quickness her lush, firm, superbly toned and curved body developed a reflective sheen of sweat.
She still couldn't take her eyes off of Carmine and the ever intimidating beauty of Ama-arhus.
Under the influence of the Goddess' own spell casting Carmine's old, permanent curse was taking over. It happened that Ama-arhus' wanton, ball enflaming display of her…incredibly arousing body was the final straw.
The Sex Assassin was her good ol' self!
And whomever she held by their tits was going to be assassinated!
In the most brutal and piercing sex assassination possible!
With one step she was before Ama-arhus, cupping those delicious tits, filling her hands with just the slightly curved, lower edge belly of those baby feeders. Greedily Carmine squeezed them, sinking her fingers into them, enjoying their firm yielding to her digits. She powerfully fondled the Goddess' boobs without any real concern of discomfort in her furiously groped 'mate'.
Seriously overpowered herself by Carmine's potent advance and assault upon her gorgeous person, Ama-arhus now gaped with wide eyes as Carmine, unresisted, pawed and mauled her udders…expertly.
Abruptly the Goddess was no longer the towering, dominating metaphysical Bitch. Literally. Abruptly she was now a good head shorter than the Sex Assassin, hardly taller than Sakura, so she had to look up at Carmine. And she gave the look of a newlywed, naked for the first time before her potent, powerful husband. A husband who had finally been given, through the marriage act, his authority, if not her permission, to grope her virginal breasts…to start with.
"So much like Sappho's," Carmine thought as she bent down…
To capture the Goddess' plump left nipple-cone in her ruby red lips. Hungrily, like a baby feeding, Carmine nursed on Ama-arhus.
The Goddess cooed oh so sweetly, looking down at the feeding Carmine with an almost motherly smile.
Then Carmine slipped her right hand between Ama-arhus' spread thighs as she orally assaulted the Goddess' right tit. Raising her hand until Goddess loins stopped her, she plunged her expert fingers into the swamp that was Ama-arhus' pussy.
"OOOOHHHH!" the Goddess moaned fervently, closing her eyes in very non-maternal bliss.
Then, while still nursing vigorously, Carmine sent the two middle fingers of her pussy cupping hand straight and suddenly up into Ama-arhus.
"OOOOHHHH!" went the Goddess, only much louder with substantially more sincerity. She quickly and eagerly spread her knees, going into a squat as Carmine explored her belly's interior. Then the Sex Assassin began a firm, rapid, most effective fingerfuck.
"Oh! The Gods!" cried the Goddess as she hauled a suddenly smug Carmine's feeding face up to her own. Carmine's lips made the loudest 'slurp' she could as she left those delightful melons.
Carmine stopped their union, just before their lips met. Smirking down at the Goddess' sweaty, passion flushed face, she waited…waited for what Ama-arhus would do, HAVE to do, to consummate their new relationship.
Finally, the desperate Goddess breathed into Carmine's face, "Take me, My Lord! Give me your seed…your child! Fuck your slave, Master!" Only then did Carmine crush her lips to the Goddess'.
Ama-arhus immediately went passive, meekly opening her mouth to let Carmine's demanding tongue in. As they stayed in a vacuum locked kiss, Carmine imperiously reached down and gripped Ama-arhus' Sappho-like bubble butt, digging her fingers into the firm meat, holding her mate in place.
For her use.
Ama-arhus moaned right into the kiss and dropped her own hands to Carmine's prick, sandwiched between them. As soon as she gripped it the organ belched a good cupful of precum onto the Goddess' belly, Hot and greasy, it flowed down her heaving stomach, igniting her passions further. And when the goo slid into her bald cameltoe…
With a jerk Ama-arhus broke their kiss. In a loud voice she asked, no begged, "Please! My Lord, I can't wait. Use me! Fuck your slave! Give me your child! Please!"
Carmine, eyes aflame, completely entranced once again by Ama-arhus' 'Curse' overstimulating magick, picked up the Goddess into her two arms as if she weighed nothing and carried her potently to the bed like a overwhelmingly powerful husband with his newlywed on their first honeymoon night…
Only no Human newlywed ever had to face the foot and a half of arm thick, belly stuffing prick which slapped audibly against Ama-arhus' horizontal ass as her 'husband' quickly carried her to her inhumanly penetrated fate.
All of this was not lost on Sakura…or Ryoko. They both heard Ama-arhus' plea, and now Sakura was nearly in tears as a bespelled (she was certain) and thoroughly out of control Carmine carried the gorgeous, submissive, perfect figured Goddess to their bed!
Ama-arhus' bed!
THEIR bed!
Carmine carefully, gently laid the Goddess upon her bed, on her back. Ama-arhus gazed up at the horse-hung Sex Assassin arching over her with definite bedroom eyes, and expression of extreme pleasure and eagerness on her gorgeous face. At once, without being told, the Goddess willingly, enthusiastically raised her gorgeous long legs over her hips and belly, placing her knees above her jutting, hard nippled tits, thereby opening herself as much as a female could for her…mate.
Without hesitation, nor permission from Ama-arhus, Carmine climbed upon the completely displayed and offered up fecund female, planting her again drooling impregnator between Ama-arhus' legs, now raised up and quite out of Carmine's way.
Sakura clenched her teeth together, but not exactly in anger but…envy perhaps?…as Carmine mounted the Bitch Goddess!
The Sex Assassin, from long, long practice with other soon to be assassinated women, gripped the Goddess behind her knees and, with less violent power that she usually used, pressed Ama-arhus' knees into the mattress alongside her towering tits.
Ama-arhus eagerly reached between her pushed back thighs to greedily grip Carmine's 'weapon' in both hands. Then she proceeded to pull, stroke, eagerly milk the prodigious prick arched over her hips. Immediately tons of slimy testicular protein poured out the slit at the tip to pour out and noisily flop down upon the Goddess' flat, yet heaving stomach. Within seconds the erotic 'cream' was running all over her belly, pooling in her superfluous yet deep navel and running in a thin, lumpy stream down between her labia and over her stiff clit to coat the crack between her own impressive meatloaves.
Sakura shuddered when she heard Ama-arhus suddenly, and passionately, cry out at Carmine but with sufficient volume for all to hear, "Now! Please! I can't wait. I'm ripe for you, My Lord. Ripe for giving you your child! Take me! Fertilize me!" As Sakura listened to the whimpering, begging Goddess whine and moan up in humiliating subservience at the now arrogantly smirking Sex Assassin arched over her ("How could Carmine not be arrogant after all the trouble/pain the Goddess now pleading for impalement from under her had caused?" Sakura reminded herself), something 'popped' in Sakura.
Fate was speaking to Sakura. All she wanted, had dreamed for, since meeting Carmine…since the beginning of the adventure…over time her growing into love with her…her becoming a woman during this adventure…made a woman under those Succubii…her future with Carmine, her future here, all that would have to wait…wait until Ama-arhus had been 'serviced' by Carmine.
She had to let this pass before she could start her life again with Carmine!
She thought in final resolve, "Well, I don't have to stand here and watch that smug Bitch get her world rocked by my Carmine! It may have to happen, but I don't have to watch it!"
At that very moment, just to make matters worse for the Streetfighter, the ever opportunistic Ryoko, ever alert to incapacitating female emotion, recognized how to exploit the pain and distress showing on the Streetfighter's face. Leaning in again, she husked into Sakura's ear, "You know you don't have to stand here and watch this! It would be better for you if you went someplace else in this big apartment and…well, you could do something fun! Like with me!" Ryoko prepared for another violent response, ala Chun Li or Cammy, both of whom, she bragged to herself, she had successfully fucked into…'friendship'…
More than once!
But Sakura just looked over at the Demon's hopefully, ludicrously hopefully, friendly and brightly smiling face. Then the girl looked down at the Demon's loins. When she looked back at Carmine to see her crawling atop a willingly legs up and spread Ama-arhus, a decision seemed to have been made.
Sakura shook her head. "Damn, but watching Carmine on top of Ama-arhus is making me hot!" she thought. "But why?" It was incredible: She felt almost in tears, yet she was as wet between her thighs as the Bitch Carmine was mounting! Why am I getting so hot watching Carmine fuck that Bitch? What gives?
As nonchalantly as possible, Ryoko laid her left claw filled hand on a frowning in thought Sakura's right rock hard bun.
At once, with blurry speed and not even looking at Ryoko, Sakura slapped the hand away. Only then did she gave Ryoko a look that said, "I'll snap it off next time!"
Ryoko, with her most cordial, most non-threatening smile, asked as submissively as a dedicatedly perverted, seven foot tall Demon could, "Why don't we go for a walk…"
Sakura's head instantly turned to glare at the Demon. Simultaneously she interrupted the Demon's seductive sentence with a fierce, "I am NOT a lesbian!" Then she glanced down at Ryoko's bald, and very feminine, twat as if that was proof and justification of her refusal.
Ryoko calmly turned up her Aura to a distinctly higher, and now quite visible setting (Visible as long as the viewer was not being 'distracted' by it, that is!) and replied, "Oh! I know you are not into…females! And I respect that…respect your…position on this matter! But, you see, I wasn't planning on any lesbian games! Certainly not with a proper and straight young lady like you!" And Ryoko snapped her fingers.
She heard Sakura, horridly aroused already, hiss long and loud when Ryoko's demonic prick, at least as fierce and intimidating as what Carmine was about to impale Ama-arhus with, explode out from her formerly flat loins.
When Ryoko looked down now she saw the Streetfighter's eyes locked on the bobbing devil dick, utterly fascinated.
Smiling more arrogantly, the Demon carefully replaced her hand on Sakura's butt.
The Streetfighter jumped delightfully, like a girl being goosed for the first time, but did nothing else save gawk at the towering cock jutting out before her.
But she didn't do a thing to remove Ryoko's hand…not either removing Ryoko's hand from her delightfully firm and plump asscheek nor remove Ryoko's hand from Ryoko's wrist.
"Is that better?" the Demon softly said to the cock staring girl.
Panting fully now, Sakura nodded, almost unconsciously.
Ryoko couldn't suppress the shit eating grin that ran from one of her pointed ears to the other. She temporarily released the girl's fine tail to take Sakura's right arm and, slowly and carefully, guide it towards her far projecting girl destroyer. Laying Sakura's hand upon the top of her shaft, the Demon was pleasantly surprised when the Streetfighter impulsively gripped tightly the shaft…grabbed it of her own volition.
Of course, her hand could only go around the top half of the slab o' meat!
Placing her hand back on the non-protesting Sakura's bulging buttmeat, she glanced, more like leered, down Sakura's smooth, heaving belly and couldn't help but notice how wet, how dripping wet, the inside of the girl's magnificently toned and sveltely full, pussy straddling thighs were.
Her Aura had Sakura in its merciless grip
Bending over again, Ryoko asked, outrageous hope in her voice, "What do you think?"
Immediately, in an awed but distinctly distrustful voice, the "forced arousal attack" drunk Streetfighter replied, "Big!… so…beautiful! But I don't want to do anything with you!" And Sakura released the monstrous shaft and turned back to the bed.
She didn't do a thing to remove Ryoko's asscheek filled hand, though.
Disappointed, but she hoped temporarily, Ryoko also looked back at the bed and grinned. She saw, as she knew Sakura clearly could, Ama-arhus, panting, sweating, and grinning like the Cheshire cat, guide a motionless Carmine's huge organ into her sloppy and pink, upwardly presented pussy.
Then Carmine thrust and the sloppy pop of her fist sized cockhead spreading and entering into divine girlhole had to echo off the walls. Within a couple of seconds of that, Ama-arhus' penetration derived yelp replaced it.
"OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!" wailed Ama-arhus as Carmine drove the rest of her cock, all some sixteen inches, fully into the Goddess' guts.
With the howl of penetration from the Goddess, Ryoko definitely felt Sakura's bulging butt jump in her hand while she distinctly heard the girl gasp.
Carmine didn't hesitate after getting her cockhead into Ama-arhus' pussy. She started plowing the Goddess' belly, pulling nearly all the way out before driving determinedly all the way back in. Her softball sized balls slapped off the howling Ama-arhus' big round cheeks.
The now continuously howling Goddess' flat belly would swell dramatically with each of Carmine's deep, satisfying, womyn maddening drives…
Each of the Bitch's breathless wails cut into Sakura like a knife. Tears formed in her wide eyes, fury in her heart, utter and total feminine frustration at the Goddess' power over Carmine. "How can I compete with a Goddess for Carmine's love?" she whined to herself, eyes fixed on Carmine's, HER Carmine's, prick sawing in and out of the thrashing Goddess.
Passion sweeping through her from Ryoko's subtile Aura 'forced seduction' attack, feminine defeat piercing her with each loud 'slap' of Carmine's ass slapping balls against Ama-arhus' presented up pussy, Sakura finally accepted her defeat.
Resigned, she silently told herself, "Well, if that Bitch can get her dick (What should be my dick!) for the night…" She glanced over at Ryoko's battering ram bobbing slowly a good foot ahead and before her face. "…So can I!"
Abruptly, with the next crack of Carmine's babymakers off of divine buttloaves, for all facts and purposes spontaneously, the Streetfighter, without warning, shot out her right arm as if it were spring loaded and furiously gripped the shaft of Ryoko's far jutting cock!
Ryoko, very pleasantly surprised, impulsively sent the fingers of her ass groping hand into that fathomless crack Sakura possessed between her asscheeks, immediately getting a sweet, sexy shiver from Sakura.
Sakura's steady squeezing of Ryoko's more energetically jumping shaft increasing her confidence, the Demon hazarded the ultimate question. "Do you think you'd want to…'make it' with me while we are…er…waiting?"
Not releasing her cock grip, Sakura looked up at the again ludicrously hopeful face of the Demon. With a face of complete sweaty innocence, she replied, "I'm saving myself for Carmine. I owe her that!"
Immediately crestfallen from the girl's reply, Ryoko considered just going on and raping her…in a friendly context of course. "Carmine is porking her worse enemy and she wants to save herself for Carmine!?"
But then Sakura spoke again, "But I'm not about to stand around and watch Ama-arhus get serviced from under my Carmine and do nothing! I meant to say that I am saving my…pussy…for Carmine! Not necessarily anyplace else!" She looked at the now drooling demon dick jumping in her dwarfed hand. Abruptly her eyes turned into saucers of innocent lust and interest. Then she looked up at the again ridiculously hopeful face of the Demon towering over her. In a little girl voice perfectly inflected with ball busting innocence, she softly said up to Ryoko, "Is it as big as Carmine's? It…it certainly looks it! I k…k…know I owe it to Carmine to learn how to…'do' it…do to it…do what Aphrodite did to Carmine that night…you know, suck…suck off a big demon dick."
Ryoko couldn't believe it! Regardless whether she understood the girl's reasoning, the Demon nodded as rapidly and as eagerly as one of the boys back home that Sakura routinely kicked around. She quickly answered, "Well, now that you mention it, I am bigger…er…ah…as least big as Carmine. And I taste just as good!"
Sakura took a deep breath, her nostrils flaring. Unrecognized by the Streetfighter, the Demon's Aura was having a severe effect upon her libido and, thusly, her judgement, what with watching Carmine impale, eagerly, 'her worse enemy'. She was starting to get inebriated…horny drunk on that Aura.
Nodding, seemingly to herself, she looked up at the feet taller Demon with wide, chaste eyes. Suddenly she started a rapid oral exposition, a kind of esoteric explanation or description of some kind of feminine logic, one sentence following on the heels of the prior in a rapid staccato, "Then can I practice on you? …You know, suck you off?…I'll make you cum…that is if I'm good enough…if I can!…its the least I can do if you let me practice on you!…But it takes practice!…I know!…"
Suddenly her eyes focused on the demon's prick, already jumping in anticipation of oral service. Then Sakura's mouth formed a broad, twisted smile as her eyes flashed when a long strand of finger thick coiled precum started to slip out Ryoko's cockhead, hanging and swinging in foot long potency before Sakura's mesmerized sight. She husked through a suddenly desert dry throat, "You know, I've always thought of what it would be like making a big, huge cock like Carmine's cum by using my mouth.…just my mouth!…I know I had to jack off that big dick to get Carmine to cum in the ring!…And I didn't get much of a taste of her cum, it mostly ran out of my mouth when I opened it to breathe.…Babble! Babble!…I saw Aphrodite do it to Carmine once…suck her off!…more than once, actually…she took so much of Carmine's cock into her mouth and throat that Carmine had to cum!…Had to!…and Succubii sure seem to enjoy swallowing the stuff.…no matter how much Carmine shot…And Carmine looked like she so enjoyed cumming in Aphrodite's mouth…And Aphrodite took so much into her mouth!…I gotta do that!…Babble! Babble!…I want to make Carmine cum with just my mouth!…I want to hear her scream my name and cum so hard into my mouth that she runs back out my mouth and squirts out my nose like she did to Aphrodite!…Babble! Babble!…And I gotta practice doing that, just like with my fighting, if I want to suck off Carmine!…I really love Carmine so!…Babble! Babble!…I really want to please her!…I…I…I love her, you know?…Do you think sucking her off would please her?…I'm sure of it!…Especially all the swallowing of her stuff!…I bet it tastes so good going down!…Babble! Babble!…But I have to practice!…Practice on someone!…Someone with a dick as big as Carmine's…Yours is as big as Carmine's, you said so!…Babble! Babble!…So let me practice on you, okay?…It'll be better than…just fucking me!…So let me try and, if you cum, I'll swallow it.…All of it.…Promise!"
Ryoko, in spite of her Aura, and the girl watching Carmine bed the Goddess, and having a sexy, sophisticated Demon groping her and standing next to her with her Aura on full, gawked in very pleasant, very surprised shock at the babbling teen Streetfighter.
"Okay," Ryoko simply and briefly replied, looking for the nearest exit, "where would you like to go…"
"Here, now!" the girl immediately, brusquely interrupted, and dropped into a leg whip that took Ryoko's legs out from beneath her!
"OOOFFF!" went the Demon as her big, firm and full ass made contact with the carpeted floor.
With a firm shove on Ryoko's shoulder, a grinning Sakura put the Demon upon her back. Then she fell across the Demon's waist, her bubblebutt facing Ryoko's face, her own face facing towards the Demon's feet (and Ama-arhus' bed).
Ryoko tried to look around the Streetfighter's back and shoulders when Sakura gripped her huge meat in both her small, but seriously strong, hands. "Uh, is there any-thing I can explain to you? Like how to suck a…c…c…cock…ooooooo!"
Halfway through Ryoko's little speech Sakura gave out with a brief but distinctly firm "No!" and then fiery moist heat enveloped the Demon's huge cockhead.
With that sudden, forced, and very unfeigned moan, Ryoko's head dropped back to the floor with a 'thunk'. As Sakura began nursing on Ryoko eagerly, twisting her head around the trapped meat, the Demon could only start tossing her head, a head showing an alien beautiful bliss crossed face with a big, contented smile, tossing back and forth on the carpet.
Carmine smashed into Ama-arhus' cervix, creating another temporary bulge just below where the Goddess' navel should have been.
Ama-arhus moaned like she had been murdered, that is, if she had been mortal. "OOHH! You go so deep, Carmine…Darling! You're so fucking BIG!"
Carmine replied from right next to the Goddess' ear, "Its my job, Baby! And you are great, too! Its really nice to be able to let go and really drive deep into someone as hot and wet as you!"
"Cum in me! Give me your baby!" Ama-arhus moaned.
Carmine didn't miss a single, foot and a half deep stroke. "Not yet! I want to enjoy this awhile! Why don't you cum, instead? It'll open your cervix up for when I do cum! Now, cum!" Skillfully Carmine altered the angle of her strokes, now driving directly on Ama-arhus' 'spot'.
She got the response she was looking for within a half dozen balls deep strokes…
Suddenly Ama-arhus' eyes flew open and she looked at Carmine's face atop her right shoulder with an expression akin to…fear. The expression could be read like a book: "She's doing it! I'm going to cum, whether I want to or not! Damn the horse-hung devils, she's forcing me to cum!"
Then, "AAAAHHHHHEEEEE! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! So good. Soooo goooood! Oh soooo fucking goooood!"
Carmine smiled in success as the Goddess had a most unrestrained, un-Goddess-like, blow your head off, curl your toes orgasm.
And the Assassin knew that she could drive the Goddess again to such heights.
All day!
Whenever she wanted the Goddess to!
"Oh you glorious beast!" Ama-arhus enthusiastically replied, clasping the smirking Sex Assassin in passionate arms, digging into Carmine's flesh with long, sharp nails. "You are indeed someone special! I haven't cum like that…in ages…Now, your turn!"
Carmine shook her head. "No, not yet. I want to use you awhile further! I want to enjoy you being my bottom, 'Goddess'! I'll cum in good time, when I want to! Your job will be to be ready for when I want to unload into your belly! So put your legs up and hang on, because I haven't finished 'assassinating' you! Now fuck!" Carmine sped up her belly bulging strokes, driving hard and deep, making the Goddess begin howling once again.
As Ama-arhus took up her howling chorus, Sakura was willingly trying to stuff more than only Ryoko's glans into her gullet. Her gags were getting almost as noisy as Ama-arhus' howls.
Smiling wickedly, Ryoko planted her right hand around the back of the Streetfighter's skull and started pushing her head down around her jumping Demonic cock.
The girl's gagging increased dramatically.
The girl's head also started to swallow more of Ryoko's jumping shaft.
Sakura's face turned red as a beet, the Demon's tapered but hugely wide glans now stuck in her throat. Determined, as usual, the Streetfighter managed to force another couple of inches down her throat before giving up in near asphyxiation.
Choking and coughing, a mixture of her saliva and Ryoko's precum hung down from her chin as the girl tried to breathe.
Ryoko dug her fingers into Sakura's asscrack, spreading her copious pussy lubricant all over that nearly virginal back pore. Smugly she felt the still gasping girl quiver as she breached Sakura's virgin tight back pore. "Look,' she said to the back of Sakura's head. "You'll hurt yourself if you keep trying to deep throat me! I'm just too big for that! Why don't you let me…'make love' to you proper! I'm very good, just ask Chun Li or Cammy!"
Sakura vigorously shook her head in a most determined fashion. She threw precum from her sloppy chin. Then, in a hoarse voice, "I'm saving myself…"
Ryoko had almost a half of a finger buried in the Streetfighter's anus, an entire middle finger in the girl's clasping twat. "Then, you ever thought of the…other hole?" Again she had a ludicrously hopeful grin.
"Hsss…eeeeyuuu!" Sakura responded. "That's just too gross!" Then her head dipped again and Ryoko's head dropped back down, her ridiculous grin morphing into a pleasure seized frown. Her moan told Sakura everything about her effectiveness as a cocksucker.
Sakura beamed, at least as much as a teen could with an apple sized cockhead lodged in her throat! Then she forced her head down further, managing another inch of meat into her gullet.
Good! Only about fifteen inches more!
Ama-arhus' loud and most sincere moans of stuffed belly pleasure goaded Sakura on, making the girl want to make the Demon…the horse hung Demon…moan herself in utmost pleasure and unload down her throat!
Not wanting to jack off Ryoko like she had done to Carmine, she dropped her hands from the arm thick shaft to the pair of melon sized balls resting on the carpeted floor far, far below. She hefted each in one of her dwarfed hands, noticing immediately how hot they were.
"Were all balls this hot?" she thought. "Or just Demons?" Then she squeezed them.
Ryoko moaned, more like a growl, and her cock jumped mightily, almost loosening some of Sakura's teeth. "Oh, that is good, Baby!" the Demon replied, pushing harder on the back of Sakura's head.
She gagged again as another wickedly wide inch of Demon meat disappeared into her mouth.
Still she sucked on the nearly swallowed glans, her head twisting around Ryoko's jumping prick.
With another moan the Demon slid her finger completely, to the last knuckle, up Sakura's tail-hole.
"Squeal!" the girl replied through the penile plug in her mouth and throat. But her cry appeared to in no way reduce her urge to nurse on demonic cockhead and her head twisting around her fleshy, mouth filling gag actually sped up, seemingly betraying her eagerness and determination to feed on Ryoko's eggwhite.
When Ryoko began flexing her butt buried finger, Sakura, unable to help it, closed her eyes in alien bliss and moaned loudly around her mouthful of cockhead as her sweet saliva drooled down the long, jumping shaft.
Then she gripped those nuts tighter in her hands, digging her long fingernails into Demon babymaker.
With Ryoko's own following loud moan, Sakura felt the Demon's cock swell to an even greater extent, spreading the girl's jaws farther apart in awesome hydraulic power! It was almost as if her squeezing those nuts forced more…wadd into the Demon's cock!
Which she realized, a moment later, that that was exactly what she was doing to Ryoko's meat! Her jaws were forced apart so much that her teeth sank into the hard, tasty meat of the shaft extending out of her maximally stretched mouth.
"Do it, girl!" Ryoko growled in response to Sakura's increased teeth grip upon her prong. The Demon's hand pushed down even harder on Sakura's slurping, sucking, twisting head, the cock extending from the Streetfighter's mouth jumping and pulsing even more vigorously, and Sakura's gagging and retching getting ever more obvious…and disgusting sounding.
But Sakura didn't mind. From what she knew about cocksucking everything that she was hearing, and tasting, regarding her present service of this Demon indicated that she was succeeding…
Succeeding at getting the Demon off!
With her mouth!
Just like she would do to Carmine…once this was all over!
"Oh, pretty Baby!" Ryoko moaned, her cock throbbing, oh so sexily, inches further down the girl's throat than she frankly had thought possible. She drove a second finger into the girls absolutely soaked pussy.
Sakura could only moan dramatically and in a most pleasant feminine response to the abrupt, and substantial stretching of her near virginal girl opening and the spreading of the following feminine tube by the Demon's not at all slim fingers. She groaned noisily through her nose for, at that moment, there was way too much meat plugging her mouth and throat to permit that opening to be used.
But there was no such problems with the restriction upon the demonic fingers penetrating her pussy. Her still delightfully tight, still virginal tight vagina demonstrated that all of Sakura's musculature was as highly developed and trained as her arms and legs by clamping down on the demon's buried digits, stopping their movements far within her in an instant.
The powerful, and delightful squeezing of her buried fingers just excited Ryoko further. With a moan of her own she felt her load start its long, volcanic climb up her jumping meatpole. "Moan! Oh yea, pretty Baby! You are talented! Do me! I know you want it! Go on, do it! You're getting me off! You're making me cum…for you. Now don't stop! That's it! Oh please don't stop…I'm so close!"
The frantic, and for once submissive, pleas from the Demon expanded Sakura's sexual self-confidence, flushed and rewarded her feminine ego, and did nothing to diminish her ever increasing craving to taste…to gulp down demon-wadd. Sakura redoubled her efforts, driving her head down over that murderously thick prick, gagging ever more loudly and more often, slurping up the…delicious precum more eagerly.
Ryoko's grinning head was tossing rapidly now, her thoughts locked on what that remarkable girl, and her hungry mouth, was doing to her. She grabbed the girl's skull in her right hand and, spasmodically trying to maximize the pleasure coming from the eager but neophyte cocksucker, she pressed down callously.
Immediately Sakura's wild gagging and snorting increased appreciably and, now choking uncontrollably, she let go of Ryoko's right nut to slap the Demon's head grabbing hand away.
In response Ryoko began flexing and finger-fucking Sakura's stretched pussy with the two oversized fingers fully buried within her. Simultaneous, the Demon sent her long, broad thumb across the Streetfighter's stiff little clit to begin to ruthlessly grind down upon the girl prick. With pitiless power her thumb sent the girl into complete pleasure distraction while Ryoko's long, powerful snatch buried fingers pumped powerfully, spreading wide the Streetfighter's girl hole, overwhelming the girl's defenses. Once securely in charge of the girl's nether regions, the now omnipotent Ryoko proceeded to expertly, powerfully, and undeniably 'do' the girl's wide spread and sloppy pussy until Sakura's wide, firm, bubble-butt hips were squirming vigorously and the Streetfighter was squealing rhythmically out her runny, precum dripping nose.
Whining and squealing under the Demon's clit assault/fingerfuck, as well as choking and gagging on her oral service to demonic dick, Sakura finally pulled her head back from the gagging depths around Ryoko's cock. She stopped with 'just' the massive purple glans in her stuffed, drooling mouth. Closing her jaws around the spongy, Fuji apple sized glans, her cheeks inverted as she applied as fierce a vacuum upon Ryoko's cockhead as a mere mortal female could.
Ryoko's next moan verified that Sakura's sucking equipment was just as competent as her fighting equipment.
With the Demon's moan of satisfaction and praise for her 'instinctive' cocksucking abilities, Sakura began furiously nursing upon Ryoko's cockhead…nursing for the Demon's load.
Then she applied her nails upon and into the Demon's semi-spongy, grapefruit sized nuts…hard.
Now it was time for Ryoko to whine and gasp and whimper as the Streetfighter tried to mash her testicles into pulp and then suck that pulp right though her throbbing prick.
Gripping the rug with her formerly head gripping right hand while speeding up the rhythm and force of her deep finger-fucking, a grimacing Ryoko felt her orgasm approach. "The damn girl was gnawing on my pudcap!" she silently screamed. "She's going to suck my nuts right through my prick!" The sensation was fantastic, delicious and intense, almost painful!
But Sakura seemed to instinctively know, as if passed down from Mother to Daughter in some ultra-secret feminist 'Gagging' ceremony, that her juicy, firm gnawing would be effective… irresistibly, murderously effective…at getting that Demon, and its monstrous organ, off…massively.
As Ryoko thrashed and writhed under the now masterful cocksucker she realized with irrefutable truth that the girl clearly had discovered the magick formula on how to suck off, to 'get off', a metaphysically huge cock without having to deep throat it…
Nurse on the head and the Balls will follow.
Maintaining a pleasure derived grimace, Ryoko raised her face to stare at the back of Sakura's twisting, glans filled head. She broke out in a crooked smile as she stared at the girl's ever working cock impaled skull.
Then she, and Sakura, heard Ama-arhus cry out, "OOOHHHH! You darling Beast! You're so good at this…at making me cum! Oh! Oh! Oh! I can't stand it! Oh! Oh! Oh! I…I can't s…s…stand it! I've cum enough! Oh! Oh! Oh my Darling you have conquered me…you have fucked me!…don't wait any longer…finish me…fill me with your cum! Cum in me My Lord! Use me…fuck your child into me!"
Looking up over Sakura's ever nodding, swiveling, snorting and slurping head, she saw Carmine's not unattractive, most feminine ass driving her donkey dick deep into a squirming, back clutching, toe curling Goddess' fully opened up and thoroughly stuffed femininity.
As the velvety surges of pleasure shot up from her suckled cockhead, as orgasm approached relentlessly from the workings of the dedicated cocksucker and ball milker laying across her hips, Ryoko…
…Remembered something about those broad, driving hips of the Sex Assassin…
Then the Demon's eyes flew open. "Those hips had fucked me…ME!…before they had fucked Ama-arhus!"
Ryoko's eyes glowed red.
They glowed partially because Sakura was, indeed, sucking the Demon off. But they also glowed in anger at the…liberties Carmine had taken with her ass earlier! After all, she was just going to boink the little cocksucker here, that was all!
With a little smug smile of triumph the Demon focused her sight once again on the back of Sakura's nodding head. "After all," she thought, "I still got the little Streetfighter!"
Then she looked back at Carmine's wide hips fucking the Goddess into a very well built lump…an impregnated lump!…and the anger surged back.
And anger begat Revenge!
She looked down at Sakura's twisting head and an all too serious frown marred her demonically beautiful face. "Well, Sakura seems intent on 'making up' for Carmine's impertinence to me…to my ass!" the Demon thought. "As well the dangerous little Streetfighter should! After all, Carmine raped me over Sakura! Serves the Bitch right that Sakura is so eager to 'make it' up to me! Well, first I'll just let her finish her 'apology' to me!"
When she looked up again, orgasm rushing up from her groped eggs, she realized that a simple blow-job was insufficient…
She had to exact her revenge the same way the slight was delivered to her!
Then, with a great wince, Ryoko's head dropped to the floor with a deep thud. Following the thud with a great moan, the Demon gave Sakura the only warning she was going to get.
Sakura was not listening to what Ryoko said or moaned. She was interested in what Ryoko was feeding her.
And, a mere half minute after Ryoko's head dropped, the Demon 'fed' the Streetfighter.
Ryoko moaned again, this one much louder, and her wide, powerful hips heaved up, fucking her jumping prick into and through Sakura's drooling, slurping, swallowing and sucking cockhead filled mouth and into the entrance to her throat. At the peak of the Demon's hip's arch, when her glans, almost rock hard and as purple as a plum, reached as far into Streetfighter throat as possible without killing her, Sakura suddenly retched…loudly.
And from each of the cocksucker's nostrils a finger thick rope of pearly white, coiled demonic testicle-goo spewed like from out of a firehose.
The Demon's dramatically arched up hips held, then jerked mildly two times, and Sakura retched again.
And another two long, double helically twisted strands of tacky wadd shot from her dilated and cum plugged nostrils to eventually stick, and connect her nose to, the carpeted floor some two feet below Sakura's head.
Spasmically Ryoko's right hand slammed down on Sakura's still retching head, holding her down, the point of her cockhead forced into the girl's throat. Then the Demon moaned again and three rapid gushes, more like pressurized eruptions, shot from the red faced Streetfighter's nares in two second bursts, one right after the other. Like she was vomiting, only through her dilated nostrils instead of her mouth, the potently pearly white, lumpy and greasy demonic-chowder gushed down her lower face and all over the Demon's mashed nuts.
After that awesome display Ryoko's hips dropped back to the floor and, with a most satisfied smile on her face, the Demon released the cum filled head of the girl.
Almost immediately the swallowing began…
Sakura stayed down on the prick, stayed with her head wrapped around Ryoko's still throbbing, still spewing cockhead, and swallowed.
Desperately…
Eagerly…
The Demon was not about to, more likely could not, stop unloading into the girl's reddened face.
And the Cocksucker wasn't about to let any more demonic duckbutter escape her merciless gullet.
Ryoko would rhythmically grunt, and the swollen tube running up the underside of her steely organ would pulse, as another mouthful of babystuff shot up from the Demon's still furiously clutched balls.
Eyes wide open following the pulses as they gushed up the long, thick cum-straw, the eagerly nursing Streetfighter would time her swallows perfectly (Unlike with the first few spews which bounced off the back of her throat and out her flared nostrils.) to catch each slimy, lumpy gush and send it down her esophagus to where Ryoko's wadd belonged, in her stomach.
For two long minutes Ryoko would grunt and Sakura would reply a second later with a noisy, forced swallow of the Demon's latest jet of copious testiclepudding. Sakura's gulps, timed with Ryoko's grunts of dynamic cum ejection, would mix with Ama-arhus' cries of orgasm and the crack of Carmine's huge nuts slapping off of the Goddess' rotund, bulging buns.

It was minutes later before Ryoko could get control of her genitals back from the oral obsessed Streetfighter. When the Demon came back to reality, a dreamy smile on her inhumanly beautiful face, Sakura was, quite literally, licking her cockhead clean. Nary a bit of semen remained on her cockhead.
Which was not to say that all of Ryoko's load was already imbibed into Sakura's stomach. Hanging inches down from the girl's lower face, coating her chin like a coagulating wave of liquid protein, were sheets of multiple layered Demon icing waiting to be scooped up and swallowed to its justified digested fate.
Meanwhile Ryoko's still monstrous, still swollen arm thick, still potent prick jumped and throbbed under the Streetfighter's eagerly lapping tongue.
Letting Sakura clean first Ryoko's glans, then her own chin, of all of the Demon's goo, Ryoko stared at Carmine's still plowing hips. Hips which were still extracting breathless, near frenzied howls of utter, metaphysical bliss from the pinned Goddess under them. Hips that were relentlessly fucking Ama-arhus, an increasingly hysterical from too much orgasm Ama-arhus, deeply and furiously into the Goddess' bed.
It was soon clear to the Demon that the Assassin Bitch still hadn't cum, still was teasing the cock-overwhelmed Goddess with her merciless fifteen inch drives into immortal, and very distended, belly.
"I've got to do something about that!" Ryoko hissed softly…
"What?" Sakura asked through a cum coated throat and mouth. She looked back, showing the inches long worms of wadd still hanging from her nostrils and chin.
Ryoko looked at the panting, flushed Streetfighter-pussy and grinned…more leered. "Nothing!" she replied. For a moment she considered enjoying Sakura's tight holes…
Just looking at the girl's face told the Demon that her Aura, and the taste of her 'pudding', had put the girl into a mood that wouldn't allow her to resist Ryoko's 'charms'. All she had to do was roll Sakura upon her back and climb into her saddle…
She really couldn't have resisted her except for some howls of impotent rage…
Once she got her 'girl tamer' buried in that deliciously tight belly, even that would disappear…
This girl was ready to be put in her place…
"Under me!" Ryoko thought. Then she looked back at Carmine's firm, round asscheeks bobbing up and down over a wide open Ama-arhus' hips, continuing to fuck the Goddess into brain-dead bliss.
And Ryoko's eyes glowed even more brightly red.
"Wha? Where you going?" Sakura, wide eyed and still stuffing cum into her mouth with her two fingers, asked when Ryoko suddenly rose to her feet.
The Demon leered back down at the paste eating Streetfighter, her eyes demonic red hot coals. "You just finish cleaning yourself off, Baby! I'll be back after I'm finished with…helping Carmine get off into that fucked stupid Goddess!" Then she was making for the bouncing bed and Carmine's driving ass…
Carmine's unprotected driving ass…
Within two strides the eyes wide open Sakura was no longer in the Demon's corrupting Aura.
But now Carmine and Ama-arhus were…

Carmine had been immensely enjoying fucking, 'assassinating' Ama-arhus. Maybe it was her new body 'style', youthfully, deliciously and perfectly female, that rewarded the Sex Assassin in her deep driving fuck strokes. Ama-arhus' twin mountains perched upon her chest were so firm, so conical, so good to sink your fingers into while you skewered her guts! Her thighs, wrapped around Carmine's waist, squeezed the Assassin 'just right', not too tight, not too restrictive, but always there to remind the Sex Assassin that her 'bottom' was still very enthusiastic about having Carmine mounted upon her divine bones. Those thighs permitted Carmine to drive, hard and deep, in a rhythmic, soul satisfying stroke that drove the Goddess out of her mind with violated pleasure while always keeping Carmine atop the Goddess.
Or it could be the responses of the Goddess, clawing her back as Carmine drove strong and fast clear to the Goddess' upwardly presented cervix while her heavy, filled hard nuts slapped sharply and noisily against and off the upturned butt loaves that Ama-arhus most willingly offered up to her omnipotent mounter.
Or it could be the teenage-tight pussy of the Divine Pussy, gripping and sucking on her withdrawing 'weapon', or squeezing exquisitely around her meat at the apex of her drives far, far into the Goddess.
Or it could be the pleadings of the fucked holy Bitch, begging, in utter degradation and capitulation, for ever deeper penetration, ever more powerful drives that spread that soaked and saturated, velvety tight twat she presented selflessly to the dominating Sex Assassin.
Or the now endless entreaties for fertilization, for impregnation. Knowing the Goddess, the Bitch, the woman writhing beneath her was open, eager, fecund in the extreme for a child…
Carmine's child!
What an ego boost!
Especially satisfying was the changing appearance of Ama-arhus' face as Carmine tortured her, vilely tormented the Goddess by taking her time, slowly sinking into the female's stuffed womanhole, without respite or relief, and certainly without mercy. Slowly, but relentlessly, stuffing her belly, spreading her fuck tube. The look on Ama-arhus' face: eyes widening, first in delight as she got the penetration she had been begging for; then in shock as Carmine's magnificent womanbreaker spread her suddenly, phenomenally; finally fear as the Goddess began to wonder if Carmine's weapon could be fully accepted within her bulging belly before it ripped her asunder. It was great…wonderfully fulfilling to watch the Goddess' face as her pussy, feeling to Carmine almost virginal, helplessly spread incredibly, as well as continuously, for Carmine's cock which, at its greatest depth and most dramatic width, spread her like no cock had ever before…
…Or would ever again…
Then again, it was probably the thrill, gratification, pleasure of pinning the Bitch that had raped her! Of using the begging Divine Slut, filling her, making her scream and beg and squeal like some teenybopper under her brother's best friend. Fucking the Monster that had fucked her…and impregnating her in the end!
That's satisfaction!
"Please! Mistress please! Flood me with your essence, your cum! Give me your child!" the head tossing Goddess mindlessly pleaded as Carmine's cock drove her to one mind numbing orgasm after another.
"In time My Woman!" Carmine, breathing hard from her exertions, panted into Ama-arhus' ear.
Then went right on fucking her…
Then Carmine felt 'something' upon her back!
It was smooth, hot, and huge…it draped completely over her, pressing down on her back with overwhelming heat and weight.
Then Carmine's eyes popped open when she felt 'something'…something firm, spongy, unbendably rigid, and blisteringly hot, not to mention veritably dripping with a most slick and copious slime-like 'stuff', effortlessly force her muscular buttocks apart and unerringly press against her clenched anus!
"It felt just like when Ama-arhus raped me…" Carmine thought as she looked over her shoulder. Then she involuntarily gasped, "Ryoko!"
The Demon's grin was endless, seemingly extending from one horizon to the other. "Remember me, Assassin?" she said in a voice soaked in barely repressed anger and…hate! "Or, should I say, do you remember my ass, Bitch!"
Gasping a loud "AH!", Carmine felt the fiendishly broad tip of the massive devil phallus, which was dripping with the Demon's especially hot, exceptionally greasy slime, deftly, and widely, breach her hardly ever used (save by Ama-arhus) back pore. A wild, absolutely passion saturated and very involuntary wicked thrill shot up her spine from her abruptly spread opening to explode into mind numbing arousal in her head.
With a loud hiss as the inhuman submission generating pleasure seized her, Carmine gasped, "W…wait! Let me explain! Stop! Don't…"
Ryoko shut the Assassin up by, again way too easily as far as Carmine was concerned, sliding a good half of her monstrously wide cockhead into Carmine's back door.
Carmine's pleas were choked off instantly.
"Now," Ryoko gloated, fangs showing, eyes blazing red, "Where was I…Oh, yes! I thought, since you had the pleasure of using my ass for a pussy…it was the least you can do to offer your…virginal it feels like…butt for my use in return! Don't you think that is fair?"
Eyes squinted closed, teeth grinding together, Carmine could only shake her head violently.
The Demon gripped the Assassin's head in a brutal, no nonsense hand and pushed Carmine's face into the crux formed by the still legs up Ama-arhus' right neck and shoulder. "Keep her there, Ama-arhus, while I get her to pump you full of babies! I'll fuck both of you…and make this Assassin Bitch impregnate you! Then she will know how much I appreciated her rape of me!"
Screaming from the Goddess' shoulder, Carmine became incoherent, "No! OH, please! I don't take cok…AAAAAAHHHHHHH!"
Ryoko had reared up over the held down Assassin and, without hesitation, drove her hips down. The broad crown of her glans popped through Carmine's tight, though not exactly unused, anal sphincter. It made the softest little pop as it did so, but no one heard it from Carmine's scream.
Without hesitating, the fiendishly grinning Ryoko proceeded to drive the rest of her womyn enslaving organ, in one soul destroying stroke, completely into the screaming Carmine's bowels.
And Carmine screamed, loud and continuously, as a good fifteen inches of arm thick demonic cervical battering ram effortlessly sank home.
As it sank home, as Carmine's guts stretched wildly to their very splitting point, the Assassin knew…just knew…that Ryoko would make her violation of her guts just as painful as she could.
Then that cock would kill her!
However, the strangest thing happened when the Demon finally ground her hips for the first time against Carmine's compressed asscheeks, grinding her fully buried organ far, far up Carmine's hugely spread and thoroughly stuffed guts.
Carmine, eyes now wide open, squealed…
And Ama-arhus cried out, then cooed.
Ryoko, maintaining her ass grinding, nodded in understanding. "Feel good?" she said down to the shuddering, beginning to squirm, pinned Assassin.
But it was Ama-arhus who nodded her head vigorously.
Ryoko chuckled. "It looks like a first for me! I get to fuck stupid two females…at the same time!"
Carmine instantly gripped Ama-arhus' left tit in her right hand. She had to grab something! Something to anchor herself. Otherwise the Demon's penetration would send her mind spinning away…
Then Ryoko started pulling out…for the first time.
With the Demon's first withdrawal, Carmine tried to raise her head up from the Goddess' shoulder. Shuddering in not at all painful violation, she tried to reason with the over-the-top Demon, "R…Ryoko, you don't have to do this! I…I…I shouldn't have done it! I'll admit it! But I was under Ama-arhus' spell! We can work this out…OHTHEFUCKINGGODS!"
Ryoko planted a hand atop Carmine's head, forcing her back down. Then, with a, "Oh yes I do have to do this!", the Demon drove back in, sinking every gut splitting inch of her inhuman prick into Carmine's defeated and submissively spread bowels. When she pressed her hips again against Carmine, compressing her firm buns into near pancakes, the Assassin squealed again, only louder.
And Ama-arhus moaned, most appreciatively.
Ryoko laughed down at them. "What did she do, Goddess, hit a nerve?"
Wide eyed, Ama-arhus looked up at the over-towering Demon with a completely fucked-servile attitude. "She swells so…big when you do that! She jumps way inside me…and it feels so good!"
"Hang on to your tits, Goddess! I'm going to fuck this Bitch until she spews a dozen babies into your guts!" Then the Demon leaned down and husked into Carmine's left ear, "And I've already determined that your…the so-called 'YOUR Sakura'…is a first class paste eater! Sucked me off in record time! Never had a Streetfighter, or any human, get me off so fast! Oh, and don't worry! I'm sure she will show you yourself how well I trained the cocksucker…that is, once I'm finished with her! Heh! Heh! Now you enjoy yourself, Bitch! And remember, once you cum into Ama-arhus here, I'm going to stretch some of Sakura's other tight pink holes! She won't be tight for long!"
"Damn you, Ryoko!" Carmine growled. "When I get free…"
"When I set you free, Bitch," Ryoko interrupted, "You'll want nothing to do with Sakura! You'll only be interested in sitting on my dick!" And the Demon flexed her buried meat, chuckling when Carmine gasped, then moaned.
"You are one fucked Bitch!" Ryoko roared and then started plowing Carmine's ass.
Hard…
Deep…
Relentlessly…
Helplessly, Carmine began squealing…
Squealing with each noisy slap of Demon hips against Assassin ass.
And Ama-arhus moaned, then cried out, and came wildly as Carmine's belly buried bone jerked and swelled with each of the Demon's inhuman drives into the Assassin's defenseless, spread wide butt.
What was worse to Carmine was how good those monstrous penetrations began to feel! She had to admit, and very quickly, that Ryoko knew how to fuck! Fuck her victims in their asses!
The harder and deeper Ryoko went, the better the irresistible jolts of near orgasmic pleasure felt!
And Carmine, of all people there, knew she couldn't resist the insane penetration pleasure of the Demon for long! The Demon went so deep! That meat was so thick! So powerful! So relentless!
Carmine tried, desperately so, to resist Ryoko's drives, to not climb ever higher towards a monumental spewing into Ama-arhus' now sucking pussy. It was a matter of pride. She couldn't let a demon assassinate her!
She assassinates Ryoko!
But the chuckling Ryoko draped upon her back, fucking completely into Carmine's wide open ass, had other ideas! Worse, she knew she 'had' Carmine!
Then Carmine moaned and dropped her head fully into Ama-arhus' neck.
Ryoko chuckled loudly and went right on smoothly and lustily fucking Carmine's ass.
Ama-arhus, cooing like a schoolgirl, kissed Carmine on the cheek, then whispered hotly into her ear, "OOO! You're so big inside me! Please! Cum! Cum in me! I want your child!"
Then the Assassin's will, her resistance collapsed as the damned Demon slammed into her with wondrous effectiveness.
Carmine cried out, lifting her head, showing both metaphysical beings her face scarred with a severe grimace from trying to resist the Demon's magnificent ass busting prick.
Now Ryoko lowered her head alongside on the left side of Carmine's straining, sweaty head. Smirking, she studied the Assassin's face, seeing the desperate struggle she was going through.
Struggle with Ryoko's ass busting cock!
A struggle she was now losing!
And Carmine knew it!
The Demon didn't miss a stroke as she spoke in a domineering, hot and sexy voice of command, "Give me some sugar, pussy!"
Ryoko turned Carmine's head so she faced the gorgeous cat-like eyes and totally sensuous ruby-red lips of the all conquering Demon.
Carmine didn't do a thing to slow or stop the Demon.
Then Ryoko pressed their lips together in a supernaturally dominating kiss.
Ama-arhus started moaning and thrashing as Carmine's belly buried prick began jumping madly around inside her. Then the Goddess rolled her eyes up and started convulsing in machine-gun, belly convulsing, womb opening orgasms.
When Ryoko licked Carmine's teeth, the Assassin moaned pitifully and submissively dropped her jaw. Ryoko instantly sent her tongue, her thick, blood red, feet long, delicious demonic tongue plunging into her mouth and down her throat.
Carmine gagged, loudly and regularly, but the Demon refused to relent. She wanted this Bitch…HER BITCH!…to get used to her demonic penetration!
Carmine drooled uncontrollably from the rich, hot cinnamon flavor of Ryoko's sexy tongue. She sucked on the tongue like it was a flexible cock running down her throat. The more she sucked, the better Ryoko's cock felt spreading her guts, boiling her nuts.
The Demon had her! That cock was sliding in and out of her without any resistance on her part, either desired or not. Smoothly it slid out a good fifteen inches, then, just as smoothly, rammed back in to its broad, sloppy roots. Each time it buried itself into her ass, a sweaty faced Carmine would vividly wince…
And the effortlessly fucking Demon behind and atop her would chuckle…
And just keep on fucking her.
"Give up, Bitch!" Ryoko commanded, finally withdrawing her tongue and breaking their wondrous kiss. "Your mine! You can't deny me my revenge! Your fucked!"
Face down, Carmine shook her head vigorously, but the grimace on her face said everything to the Demon. Head shaking was all she had left. A few more deep, hard, satisfying fucking drives…
Ama-arhus was almost unconscious, her orgasms were so rhythmic and powerful. Her belly jiggled like jello as Carmine's cock jumped all around in her womynly guts.
Ryoko slipped her hands under Carmine's raised chest and filled her hands with the Assassin's nicely sized tits. Then she began twisting her pebbly nipples, first one direction, then the other.
Just like she did with Cammy.
And it broke Carmine just like it did Cammy.
Carmine shuddered and began squirming. Squealing as she squirmed, it was obvious she no longer controlled her penetrated body.
"Give it up, Bitch! You're mine! You can watch me fuck Sakura…just like I did you, and all you'll want to do is take her place…under me!" And, with a roaring "Take it!", Ryoko finished off Carmine with the most powerful and deep drive yet.
Carmine, who had been quickly shaking her head, actually just for show, was grinding her teeth to powder in a last ditch effort to resist Ryoko's delicious cock thrusts. That last brutal thrust into her guts, moving those guts around in her belly like no prior thrust had, broke her. Before she even knew it her head was up, eyes wide, mouth open as she howled her pleasure…and defeat to demonic cock. Her full throated cries, echoing off the walls, were repeated every couple of seconds, each time she spewed into Ama-arhus' womb.
Ama-arhus too, feeling the hot, slimy and, above all, copious wadd from the Assassin flood her womb and tubes to overflowing, started screaming in a high pitch, most feminine wail of utter womanly fulfillment as her belly swelled from Carmine's massive unloading of her potent babystuff.
As Carmine howled out her orgasm, pulsing over and over, Ryoko, not missing a single soul satisfying, eighteen inch deep stroke, smirked down at the cock possessed Assassin.
Then, the smirk disappeared.
"Oh Fuck!" the Demon roared. Carmine's bowels, in response to her overwhelming orgasm, had clamped down on Ryoko's buried bone. The friction was incredible. The wet velvety pleasure against her cockhead was…irresistible.
Like a predator the Demon bent down and gripped the still spewing, still wailing Carmine's left shoulder in her fangs. Then Ryoko closed her eyes in bliss and came.
Carmine's howls increased in volume and rhythm as the Demon spewed, like a firehose, up her guts, flooding them and bloating them and forcing them to growl quite loudly. Carmine, unloading into one Goddess while helplessly being flooded by another metaphysical cock, couldn't stop cuming, couldn't stop unloading, couldn't stop her guts' growling.
Her right hand spasmically gripped the grinding hips of the Demon upon her back and spewing into her bowels. When Ryoko finally released her shoulder from her fangs, the Fucked Assassin, still spewing into the Goddess' belly while vividly jerking with each powerful, lava-hot gush of Ryoko's Demonchowder up her ass, lowered her head alongside the still cuming, still wailing Goddess.
Each of her still cup sized jets of babystuff into the Goddess now came gushing out from around her buried cock, Ama-arhus' belly was so filled, so pressurized with spooge.
Carmine's gut growling seemed to echo off the walls as an again smirking Ryoko powerfully, inexhaustibly spewed into the Assassin's flooded guts.
It would be long minutes before Assassin, or Demon, would end their heroic orgasms.
Ama-arhus would never get over hers.

Sakura sat there, eyes wide in shock, ignoring the last strands of Ryoko's wadd still hanging from her chin. She had watched Ryoko…rape her Carmine!
And Carmine couldn't resist Ryoko's advances!
She seemed to love Ryoko's rape!
Just like Chun Li and Cammy, and all the others!
And would she be next?
No way!
Now there would be no way she would get near that Beast! No way she would trust Ryoko! She was oh so furious at that Demon!
She wanted to kick her ass as much as the Vampire's!
No longer under the influence of Ryoko's Aura, she had undergone the total shock and horror of watching her…love…being brutally violated and driven to insane orgasm by that evil, evil Monster!
"And if Ryoko thinks she can do the same with me…well, she's in for a surprise!" Sakura told herself, ignoring the hot, messy blow job she had just…eagerly…performed for and on Ryoko!
Then Ryoko looked over her shoulder…
At Sakura!
Then the Demon smiled…evilly!
As she rolled to the side of the bed, her still erect dinosaur dick slowly slid out Carmine's widely stretched asshole!
Sakura winced when that brutally wide glans popped out of her love with the most disgusting, sloppy slurp.
Ryoko, still grinning ear to ear, made for the Streetfighter, her jutting weapon again drooling. She was spreading her precum over her stiffly waving cock…
For lubrication.
Sakura suddenly was on the feet, in her defensive stance.
Ryoko, just as suddenly, came to a halt. Her arrogant grin dropped. She remembered, alright! She remembered what that Cammy did to her before she could get her pinned! She remembered the pain, alright!
And Sakura was supposed to be the most talented of the Streetfighters!
"Better go slow…" she told herself.
Again smiling, only as friendly and non-arrogantly as a towering Demon could, Ryoko slowly approached the set Streetfighter, her hands open. "Can we talk, Sakura?"
Stupidly, she stopped just before the scowling Sakura.
"No!" Sakura barked and leaped straight up, spinning. She rose and rose until her stiff horizontal leg was seven feet off the floor…
And sweeping right for Ryoko's head!
"Ack!" went the Demon when Sakura kicked the Demon alongside her head, sending Ryoko spinning. She made one complete revolution before falling backwards upon her well padded ass. A second later, her eyes open but glazed, she fell back upon her back.
By that time Sakura was back on the floor, back in her stance.
Ryoko would be down for a good minute before she could move. As she slowly rose to her feet, she held the side of her aching head that Sakura had tried to kick in.
Sakura saw Carmine stir. Ama-arhus was out, her belly already looking pregnant.
But the…hole between Carmine's asscheeks was…startling!
Ryoko was back on her feet. She was again smiling. "Pretty good kick there!" she complimented the set and ready Streetfighter. "Not even Chun Li managed to kick my head! You are good!"
"I wish I could have kicked it in!" Sakura barked back.
"Sorry, but I'm immortal. You, no one can." Then the Demon winced, touching again the spot where Sakura's foot made contact. "But it hurts like you did!"
A little smile crossed the girl's pretty face. She saw Carmine very slowly start getting out of Ama-arhus' bed.
Ryoko dropped her head holding hand and her face assumed its normal features. "But, nice shot and all, but I gotta fuck you so why don't you bend over and I'll see how loud I can make you squeal before I unload into you!"
Sakura's jaw dropped in shock. The nerve! "You have got to be kidding! You come one step closer and I'll kick your head in, so help me!"
Ryoko heard the knuckles in Sakura's rock-like fists pop. "She is serious!" she told herself. "So, no more playing around!"
Sakura jumped slightly when she saw the bright 'halo' suddenly appear around the huge Demon. Then her eyes opened wide and her jaw dropped. "Wha?" she managed to gasp before her nipples stiffened into painful pebbles and her pussy rapidly flooded. She had to fight with herself to keep her hands from plunging between her spread thighs to press against her horribly aroused female flesh.
Ryoko smiled when she saw the girl's sweet juices trickle down the insides of her powerful thighs. "Am I good, or am I good, little girl!" she chuckled. "Feel good?"
"Uhh!" was all Sakura could respond with, her face flushed, her breasts swollen and throbbing. Abruptly she couldn't take her eyes off of Ryoko's huge…and oh so exciting…cock jutting nearly in her face! Watching her coiled precum slide out the slit at the tip made her drool! When that cock started jumping, she chewed on her lower lip to keep from moaning.
"It's the 'forced arousal' attack! Fight it! You don't want that cock! She's making you want it!" Sakura told herself desperately. All her undisciplined parts of her mind wanted nothing more than to get on her knees and suck another massive dose of…delicious liquid protein out of that Demon!
Ryoko, grinning hideously again. stepped towards the Streetfighter.
Sakura did, could do, nothing.
The strutting, pompous Demon stopped a little more than a foot before the wide eyed Streetfighter. That cock, drooling now down Sakura's chest, coating her jutting, big and cone shaped breasts with demonic spooge, was bobbing before her, the fist sized cockhead, all purple and swollen taut, was just under her chin.
Ryoko took her hands, still up and in fists, and, without much exertion, brought them together…around her cockshaft.
Sakura screamed at herself not to let her do it, but it was as if her body no longer obeyed her mind.
The girl moaned when she gripped the prick, squeezing the swollen shaft, making it gush a good half cup of lumpy precum down her chest.
Still she couldn't take her eyes off that glans almost in her face!
"Lick me clean, little girl!" the Demon, now veritably over the top theatrically, smirked down at the cock gawking Sakura.
Slowly, painfully, she stiffly shook her head.
Ryoko's hand came down on her head. "Lick the cum off my cock, girl! If I remember correctly, not too long ago you relished lapping up my spooge! You will again, once you taste me again! Now, obey!" The hand pressed down with suddenly overwhelming pressure and, after the briefest of resistances and with tears in her eyes, Sakura complied…eagerly.
Her tongue flashed out without hesitation once she got a good whiff of the cum coating Ryoko's cockhead. And when she got her first taste, lapping up and swallowing an inches long cum worm right out of the slit, she moaned, oh so hungrily.
Ryoko, still over the top, chuckled, "That's it, lick it up, lick it all up! I've got plenty!"
Sakura, tears now running down her cheeks, tried to lap it all up.
After a minute or so, however, Ryoko got bored. With a finger under her chin, she raised a panting Sakura's face up to look at hers. "You've already sucked me off once, don't you think I should use a different…hole?"
Sakura just chewed on her lower lip.
The Demon bent at the knees, lowering herself until she could reach between Sakura's parted and wet thighs and grip the girl's bubblebutt. Sinking her claws into Sakura's buttmeat, gripping her so tight as to cause the girls meat to bulge out between her fingers, the Demon effortlessly lifted the Streetfighter in her arms and hands.
She raised the girl until her wide spread thighs hovered over her jutting organ.
Then she lowered the girl until cockhead met pink, soaked pussy.
More tears as the girl shook her head while perched on the demonic cock.
Ryoko rotated the girl upon the end of the cock, her pussy spreading easily for the tip of the glans.
Sakura moaned pitifully as the 'forced arousal' attack intensified with the additional pleasure of having her pussy spread. Then, as if steeling herself, Sakura stiffened. Then she shook her head, with not a little determination.
"Stop!" she gasped, looking the Demon in the eye. "I don't want this! Don't do this to me! Stop, Ryoko!"
"Oh," the Demon replied as if unaffected. "What you need is just some more…persuasion!" She lifted Sakura off the tip of her organ, and then slid the girl's sweet, wet and pink loins down the underside of her prick, pressing the girl's clit against the firm flesh of her long cock.
Sakura hissed as she slid down the first time.
When the again smirking Demon brought her back up, grinding her clit on the firm underside of her cock, Sakura threw her head back and moaned…
Sincerely.
Ryoko did it three more times, all the way down until Sakura was momentarily sitting on Ryoko's hot, huge, balls, then all the way back up. When she finished the girl's sweet juice was running in rivulets down the underside of her cock and over her soaked, low hanging testicles to the floor.
Sakura was a mess by this time. Tears of frustration and humiliation coursed down her cheeks just like her pussy juice ran over her bulbous buttocks and wide spread thighs. She was panting like a long distance runner, her hands upon Ryoko's broad shoulders and, excepting for the tears, looking the picture of a young woman enjoying being prepared for a 'seating' upon Ryoko's monstrous organ. And when the Demon finished 'riding' her upon her broad, hard cock, the girl meekly laid her sweaty head on the Demon's right boob.
"Good girl!" Ryoko said matter of factly while looking down on the panting Sakura's boob resting head. "Now you're ready to properly service me!"
Then, before the Demon could plant Sakura's dripping pussy upon her drooling cockhead, someone called out, "Ryoko! Put her down!"
Immediately both Ryoko and Sakura recognized the voice.
"Carmine!" Sakura cried, hope suddenly filling her. She was so fucking hot! The damn Demon had her so damn hot she would not have done a thing to stop Ryoko from impaling her on that damn cock! Damn that Demon!
Ryoko slowly lowered the girl to her feet, then turned, monstrously erect, towards a unsteady Carmine. "What do you want, Bitch!" Ryoko growled.
Sakura staggered backwards a couple of steps, then managed to get her feet.
Carmine, now enveloped in Ryoko's Aura, was staring at the Demon's cock. The cock that had just fucked her.
She realized that the Demon must have planted the same kind of spell as Ama-arhus did when she had raped Carmine! She didn't realize that a mere Demon could do that!
Ryoko stroked her cock, making long pearly white strands of precum drop to the floor. "Want something, Bitch? Want this? You know you can't resist me. You know that any time I want you, all I need is order you to bend over… You shouldn't have raped me, Bitch! Oh, I'm sorry, I meant 'My Bitch'!"
Carmine abruptly pulled her eyes off of Ryoko's display of her 'weapon'. Looking into Ryoko's eyes, she croaked through a desert dry throat, "Leave Sakura alone! She's innocent. Don't ruin her! If you must get revenge…take it out on me! I'm the one…you can fuck me again, if you want…"
"No!" screeched Sakura from behind the smirking Ryoko.
Ryoko ignored her. Leering at Carmine, spreading her legs and putting her fists on her wide hips, she growled, "So, you want more! More of me, eh? You ready to bend over for my use, Assassin? C'mon, beg me! I'll fuck you into heaven, Carmine, no problem at all! And you'll never want anyone else! Ever! I'll see to that! C'mon! Just beg me to fuck you into the floor!"
Sakura was standing behind the Demon, thanks' to Ryoko's turning to face a 'forced arousal' seized Carmine. She was shaking, fists at her side, every muscle tetanic. But it wasn't from anger, at least not all of it. It was from something much worse…fear. Fear of losing Carmine.
"Well, not this time!" she hissed.
Two steps and she was airborne, horizontal and feet first. A second later and each of her feet, at the end of stiff legs, found through the Demon's spread thighs one of Ryoko's nuts.
"Ah!" the Demon howled when the girl made perfect contact.
Sakura dropped to her back, braced by her arms behind her. She waited…
She waited for Ryoko's nuts, which swung forward about a foot when they were struck, to arch back between the Demon's thighs.
To within range…
Ryoko howled four more times separated by one second each time.
Sakura kicked each of her balls twice, first the right one, then the left one. Each about one second apart. She kicked the Demon's oversized nuts as if they were soccer balls.
In Carmine's opinion, some time later, she figured Sakura had scored at least three goals, if not four, in those eight seconds.
Ryoko, after the fourth kick. jumped some five feet into the air, nearly smashing her head into the ceiling of Ama-arhus' apartments. When she came down she immediately collapsed into a heap between Sakura and Carmine.
The Demon's Aura gone, Carmine now could see a grim but self-satisfied Sakura jump up, eyes fixed on the rolling, screaming, ball clutching Ryoko, ready to do more 'ass kicking' if need be.
Carmine rushed to the muscle locked, hard breathing Streetfighter, but before she could reach her a bright flash brought her up short.
The flash was in the exact center of the room. When the flash disappeared, a single figure stood there.
"Sappho!" Carmine gasped.
The Goddess stepped towards them, looking about, taking in what was happening. She saw Ama-arhus, looking months pregnant.
"So, she finally got you to fuck her, eh? Lucky you, Carmine, that she didn't stab you in the back afterwards!"
Then she looked down at the still writhing, howling, ball clutching Ryoko. She frowned. "For the Goddess' Sake, Ryoko! Get some balls! It's only a little pain! Cope!"
Ryoko abruptly stopped her rolling and wailing, but not her ball clutching. She looked up at Sappho, eyes wet, lower lip quivering. "I'd like to see you get your balls kicked by a damn Streetfighter!"
Carmine saw Sakura's mouth form a little, self-satisfied smile.
Sappho just shook her head. "That's what you get for having a cock! You couldn't leave well enough alone and use a nyobin! Your fault!"
The Goddess stepped up to Sakura and Carmine. She faced Carmine first and immediately Carmine recognized that Sappho's face still showed a sparkle from their 'affair' of earlier. "You okay?" she softly, intimately asked Carmine with real concern.
Carmine saw Sakura bristle, "Yes! I just have to keep Ryoko out of my ass!"
Sappho smiled. "Well, Ryoko has been a bit out of control lately. And that will stop, now!" she added, looking at a slowly rising Ryoko. Sappho turned back to Carmine, "With what she was planning for Sakura, you were justified in jumping her ass!" Then she turned to an enviously frowning Sakura. "Didn't mean to leave you out, but Carmine and I are old…friends! Are you okay?"
Sakura's eyes went from Sappho to Carmine and back to Sappho. Her frown did not change. "I have heard of your 'affair', Sappho. But my opinion doesn't matter, now…"
Carmine immediately cut in, "It does to me, Sakura!"
Sakura jumped as she jerked her head towards Carmine. Then she gave the Assassin the sweetest smile.
Sappho also smiled, but in embarrassment. "I see! Well, I certainly can recognize when I make a crowd. Just remember, Sakura, we have a date to…finish what we started before your match today!"
Now Sakura blushed, her eyes dropping to the floor in sincere chagrin. Then she looked up at a, no helping it, grinning Carmine.
"That's okay by me!" Carmine said to Sakura's unasked question. "Provided I can watch!"
"You can join in, if you want!" Sappho replied, again at Carmine, again softly and intimately.
Then the Goddess looked to a frowning Ryoko. "But first, I need to straighten this mess with Ryoko! She's got to be involved in the expedition to rescue Maria and Miko, and to deal with that Vampire! Now, with Ama-arhus on board, provided she was being truthful, we have just about the entire team ready to go, including you, Carmine!"
She hastily turned to an again frowning Sakura, "My apologies, My Dear, I do hope you were also planning on saving Miko. At least that was your intention after we had…met earlier today!"
Still blushing, at least the Streetfighter dropped her frown. "Try and keep me away!"
"Excellent!" Sappho replied. "Wasu is back in my apartments, she was the one who warned me about Ryoko's intentions towards Sakura, so why don't we go there and finalize things?"
Without waiting for a response, with a sweep of her hand, in four flashes, everyone but Ama-arhus disappeared.
Ama-arhus snored softly…

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