Random futa things

by Jokiba

Just as the title says pure smut

11. On the alter

On The Altar (18)

The blinding navy light that filled the cold, unwelcoming room subsided, returning to its origin in the center of the oval room, where a stone altar was placed on a pedestal. About two dozen hooded figures in blue robes were on their knees in a circle around the altar.

With the disappearance of the otherworldly light, the room returned to the dark, lit only by a dozen torches upon the granite walls. The men and women inside the room waited for their eyes to readjust to the dark after the sudden miracle of their ritual.

One of the men adjusted quicker than the others. Garbed in gold and purple, with a long, twisted staff in his hand. The topper of the staff was a cracked skull of some small, misshapen creature. That man was the first to see the shape of a girl's naked body, laying on the altar.

"SUCCEEEEESSS!!!" the man in purple shouted as he jumped up from his knees. "The hero that has been promised is finally here!"

It was this screeching voice—bouncing from wall to wall—that awoke the girl. She opened her eyes and sat up, startled, and overwhelmed by her returning sensations.

The last time she was alive, she felt very little besides pain and cold. Her eyesight was almost gone and all her hearing did was subject her to that unending, one-note ringing noise.

In hindsight, she should have realized that she also felt very little in Luluna's realm. Certainly, no cold. But no warmth either. At least, her insides weren't continuously ripping themselves to pieces. But how could she not notice that the tea had no flavor or consistency?

It all contributed to the surreal experience of suddenly inhabiting a living, breathing, healthy, youthful body. Her sharp hearing was assaulted by the unbearable echoing of the shouting madman. Her keen eyesight quickly adapted to the dark. She saw the hooded figures surrounding her better than she ever could for the last five years of her previous life, though she did not know what to make of the strange gold symbols all over one of the men's layered robes. She felt the cold of the hard slab she was resting on. Even the strange aching, rising heat just below her abdomen.

"She's alive!" the same man in purple shouted again when he saw the naked girl sit upon the altar. But then he froze and just stared at the girl, mesmerized. It took him several seconds to snap out of it. "Ah, Forgive me!"

The man in purple dropped to his knees, prostrating himself before the girl on the altar. The other figures followed suit—prostrating themselves as if before a deity. There was little doubt that the girl was not human. Her beauty alone would be enough for some to deem her divine. However, the small leather-like wings on her back and a thin, long tail with a heart shape at the end, suggested a more sinister origin. The color of the girl's hair that reached her shoulder blades was also unnatural. A color that some had seen in the lakes of the Forbidden Valley.

Ah! Could it be? The girl's heart skipped a beat. For a moment her excitement managed to override the barrage of sensations. Did that goddess really do it? A wish-fulfillment fantasy world with a system? Only one way to find out!

The girl extended her slender hand and shouted, "Status!"

Before the girl's eyes a semi-translucent, square window appeared, a variation on countless games, novels, and tv shows. The girl grinned from ear to ear as she studied her own status tab. She wiped her eyes when the window got blurry from tears.

Information

Name

Beatrice

Age

18

Class

Succubus

Level

1 (0%)

Health Points

100/100 (0.2/sec)

Arousal Points

20/20 (0.01/sec)

Stamina Points

20/20 (0.05/sec)

Physical Attack

4

Physical Defense

1

Magic Attack

4

Magic Defense

3

Speed

2

"Beatrice," the girl read quietly. "I like that name."

"You heard that!?" the man in purple raised his head and shouted to the others. "Our savior just revealed her name! Beatrice! What a splendid name! Etch it into your minds! Spread it across the land! The name "Beatrice"! Praise our Savior, Beatrice!"

"Praise!" all in the room—except for Beatrice—repeated in unison.

Beatrice was still unsure of what was going on. She was sweating and breathing heavily, though she clearly understood it was not even warm in this room. Even though she was sitting, she felt light and heavy at the same time, somehow off-balance. An imposter in a stranger's body.

Beatrice tried adjusting and shifting her weight just slightly. As she did so, she felt a weight around her chest she never felt before. She looked down and saw a pair of natural splendor. Something that she never got to see in such shape and volume. Not in real life, anyway. And so close! On full display, though from an unusual angle.

Beatrice's hands reached all on their own. Before she even realized what she was doing, she was already breathing hard and massaging her soft breasts with both hands. The aching, pulsating heat below her abdomen, grew only stronger, demanding immediate attention.

Beatrice looked to the source of the heat. She gasped when her eyes fell on a thick, throbbing cock between her legs. By all indications, she was clearly in a developed woman's body—thin waist, wide hips, slender arms and fingers, large breasts as soft as her thighs. And yet, there was this thing that at first glance did not belong on a woman's body at all. But if that erect, veiny penis did not belong on Beatrice's body, why did she feel so good stroking it?

"Ahn!" Beatrice moaned. That's right! This is what it felt like! Oh, God, how long has it been!?

"Ooooh!" The futa girl increased the pace of her hand, tightening the grip around her pulsating member. She could think of nothing else except the increasing, trembling build-up at the base of her cock. Something forgotten and yet familiar was approaching fast. And she wanted nothing else but to experience it as soon as possible! With her free hand, Beatrice kept massaging her soft breasts. She felt her cock trembling and tried pinching her pink, hard nipple with two fingers.

"Haahhn!" Beatrice cried out and arched her back as if a bolt of electricity ran through her spine. The rapidly growing pressure in her throbbing shaft burst, unleashing waves of pleasure through the girl's body. Beatrice moaned and kept furiously stroking her cock while it shot load after load of thick cum high into the air.

"Ah, the first blessings from our Savior!" the man in purple shouted and extended his hands above him, with the palms of his hands facing up. "Savor the shower of our Savior's deepest essence and beg for forgiveness! For we not worthy!"

The other hooded men and women followed their leader's example—extending their hands toward the shower of their Savior's deepest essence.

The ramblings of the high priest barely even registered in Beatrice's mind, who was still basking in the afterglow of her first orgasm in this new body. Tears rolled down her cheeks. The pleasure that was lost to her... The pleasure that she had no hope of experiencing ever again… It was here. Now. Stronger than she ever remembered. And after such a long time, this wasn't nearly enough. Beatrice's cock was still just as hard and ached for more.

The Devourer (18)

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"Elen! Elen!" A girl with long fiery-red hair screamed and kicked while she was held tightly around the waist by a muscular older man. Both lightly armored, the man's naked, sweaty muscular shoulders were reflecting the light from the scattered torches lying on the ground, next to the bloodied corpses of their fellow comrades. They were underground, deep in the tunnels beneath the mountains.

"She's gone, Helen! Gone!" The muscular man with a blue mohawk shouted in the girl's ear, trying to talk some sense into her. Helen's torso armor was covered in some slimy translucent liquid that had the stench of rotten eggs and made it more difficult for the man to prevent the struggling girl from slipping away.

"Aaah!" the other survivor, Elen, cried out. She was on the ground, on her back, twitching, and jerking, her perky C-cups bounced with each movement. The plated and leather armor that served as Elen's protection was destroyed. Some pieces were ripped apart, others—melted, scattered all around Elen, leaving her almost entirely naked.

Elen's facial features were similar to Helen's but twisted. She was sweating, her face was bright red. Tears rolled from her eyes and saliva leaked from her open mouth. At times, Elen's eyes rolled back into her head as she struggled under the assault of a giant fleshy abomination.

Elen's entire lower body up to waist was already inside the creature's repugnant mouth. The fat, protruding purple lips of the creature's mouth enveloped the girl's waist. Slimy liquid continued seeping from the creature's mouth. Slowly, inch by inch, the creature sucked Elen deeper inside.

"Uaah!" Elen cried out again as her whole body spasmed. She appeared too weak to put up any resistance to the creature. Elen managed to put her hands on the putrid lips of the creature. Whether it was a coincidence or the creature reacted to the girl's touch, the fleshy monster effortlessly lifted the girl several feet from the ground and slammed her back down.

"GHAAH!" Elen let out another cry. She stopped fighting back and laid there, breathing heavily. Her entire body continued twitching, even her hard nipples. With her last remaining strength, Elen reached out to her comrades and called her sister's name, "Hel… Helen… Helen!"

"Let me go!" Helen screamed as her companion slowly retreated with the girl in his arms. "She needs me! She's pleading! Brock, I beg you! Help her!"

"We can't help her!" Brock answered between heavy breaths. "Think of Lily! Who will take care of her if you stay!? Do you really want her to lose both her older sisters in one night!?"

"B-but!" Helen looked at her older sister. She never saw her sister in such a state and barely recognized her. Why was she making that face? A strong, proud warrior, Elen saved them all countless times, and when she needed their help… Helen couldn't hold back her tears. Their eyes locked for the last time before Brock pulled Helen away around the corner of the repugnant tunnels.

When Helen returned home and wobbled inside like a living corpse, she barely mustered the courage to face her little sister. But even then, she couldn't look Lily in the eyes when she finally gathered the strength to tell of their older sister's demise.

"Why didn't you save her!?" Lily, the blue-haired nine-year-old cried. "Elen always took care of you! Why couldn't you!? You can never do anything right! I hate you! Bring me my sister back!"

Helen took the barrage of accusations without an answer. She simply clenched her fists and teeth, cursing her own uselessness.

"I wish you were the one who was killed!" Lily screamed and stormed off into her room.

Helen huddled in a corner and wept.

That night Helen couldn't sleep. She futilely rolled naked on her bedsheets. She was sweating. Burning up. Each time Helen closed her eyes, she saw her older sister's face. That vulgar expression. At first, Helen lied to herself. That's not what I saw. Not Elen. She would have never… She begged for my help. She called my name! And I didn't help…

But as the night progressed, Helen's excuses made less and less sense to her. She knew what she saw. As much as Helen tried to deny it, that scene was not something she had never seen before. That unmistakable expression on the face of lesser adventurers who met a similar fate. The face of ecstasy. Her sister did not cry out in pain. She cried because of the intense pleasure. Elen did not call her sister's name to plead for help. She reached out inviting Helen to join her.

How could they have known they would encounter a Devourer in those tunnels? An S-class monster that Helen only ever heard rumors of. It was beyond the skills of even someone like her older sister. The fluid that the malformed abomination constantly secreted, was only one of its deadly weapons.

The taste, the smell, even simple direct skin contact with the fluids of the Devourer has an immediate effect on humans. What matters is the level and length of exposure. Even momentary contact with the fluid weakens the Devourer's prey. Over time, it drives both men and women mad with lust. Helen had no idea what the long-term effects of the contact could be. She never knew anyone who lived to tell the tale.

Helen now knew that the fluids also had acidic properties, as they heavily damaged her armor. But because of this discovery, Helen had some peace of mind that the fluid did not reach her skin because she did not have a single burn mark. Not even a rash. But for someone like her older sister…

Both the belly and the mouth of a Devourer are supposed to be always filled with that dangerous fluid. To have her lower body submerged in those fluids… At the peak of their effect, they continuously alter the human mind and body, until all, five senses are only capable of deciphering any sensation as pleasurable and arousing.

Helen wondered if her sister was still alive, inside the belly of the devourer. Was she thinking of her sister right now? Helen realized it was unlikely.

Eventually, the Devourer's fluids dissolve the human mind completely—it is simply overwhelmed by the continued overstimulation that it has not evolved to endure. Before long even the most strong-willed humans would not be able to form coherent thoughts. Their entire existence devolves to the simple need to orgasm again and again, willingly giving themselves to the ever-increasing levels of pleasure they could never experience during normal sex. Even if they beg for more, even if they beg to stop, the result is the same—absolute submission to the endless waves of ecstasy, no matter what is being done to them. The human part is gone. The only thing that remains is semi-conscious flesh, drooling from the demonic pleasure that never ceases.

Helen continued fingering her drenching pussy, imagining what it would feel like to be in the place of her older sister. She remembered her older sister's twitching nipples. Helen always thought her sister was better in every way, including her looks. To see her dear sister in such a state. Even though it was so wrong, why did Helen find it so arousing? Why couldn't she stop masturbating, thinking of all the ways her sister's hot body was toyed with?

When Elen reached out and called her sister's name to join her in the clutches of the Devourer. What if she did? Would they be both inside its belly now? Entwined, licking each other, cumming again and again while the monster's fluids drive them both mad.

Even when Helen climaxed for the second time to these depraved fantasies, it was still not enough. How could it be enough? When her older sister could experience so much more!

If Helen went out right now, would she be able to reach that same creature that swallowed her sister? Would she make it in time to join her older sister in the belly of the beast? She couldn't. She didn't deserve such pleasure. She made her choice when she ran away. Even if she regretted her decision now, she would never make it to her sister on her own.

Helen now only had her fingers and her fantasies to satiate that ache that never went away. Her sheets were drenched, her throat was dry and sore but Helen continued assaulting both her holes again and again until she finally passed out early in the morning.

Over the next several days Helen barely functioned as a human. She drank little and ate almost nothing. She even left her dear little sister to her own devices. Not because she hated her or held a grudge for what Lily said. Helen was simply kept forgetting that Lily existed. All her thoughts were with her older sister and the Devourer. During both the day and night, Helen could think of little else, sinking deeper and deeper as her fantasies got more depraved, shameful, and increasingly arousing.

Their supplies ran low, and the debt that had only increased due to the sisters' failed expedition was not going anywhere. However, Helen had no place in her mind for such things. After a few days, Lily got seriously worried about the state her sister was in, but Helen either weakly brushed off her concerns or outright ignored her little sister.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lily was not supposed to open the door to strangers. She hid in the corner of her room, with her ears covered, but the knocking—that soon turned into banging— had already continued for well over an hour. And all this time Helen ignored it completely. Helen did not leave her locked room, nor even so much as respond to Lily's frightened calls for help.

After another hour of banging on the door, Lily couldn't take it anymore. She rushed out of her room, run to the wooden door, that still somehow remained on its rusty hinges, and opened it wide.

A tall pale man in his mid-twenties with short spiky silver hair stood at the entrance. He wore purple robes with golden symbols and looked calm and collected for someone who had banged on a door for several hours.

"May I come in?" He asked Lily.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Lily asked in a strong tone, looking directly into the man's crimson eyes while clenching her fist tight for courage.

"My name is Lucarad," the man answered and bowed. "I am looking for Helen. You must be Lily?"

"I-I am," Lily answered.

"A pleasure to meet such a lovely young lady," Lucarad smiled. "Is your sister still here? Is she well? Could you call her for me?"

"I… Already tried. What do you want with her?"

"I want to help. May I come in?"

"Y… Yes," Lily said.

The next moment Lucarad rushed past Lily with a gust of wind, like a dog that's been let off its leash. He rushed to the second floor as if he knew where Helen was all along. Without knocking, he broke down the door into Helen's room and found her on all fours on the wooden floor—moaning and fucking herself in her ass and pussy with the hilts of her daggers.

The First Priestess (18)

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Helen ignored the man in purple robes that just barged into her room. No, it was more correct to say that she didn't even notice him. Had her house been burning down, she probably would not have noticed that too. Helen only gripped the blades of her daggers tighter and moaned louder as she increased the pace with the hilts of which she assaulted her holes. Her hands were bleeding through her damaged armored gloves.

"It looks like I made it just in time," Lucarad said, completely unfazed by the sight before his eyes. Out of his purple robes, he pulled out a small misshapen skull and raised it high into the air. Lucarad then chanted words in an unfamiliar, crude language.

A black mist formed around the skull. And as Lucarad continued his chanting, a similar mist seeped directly out of the pores of Helen's skin, flowing into the skull. Helen screamed and jammed the hilts as deep as she could inside her, up to the crossguards.

She tensed up and trembled while the last of the black mist was drained out of her. After that, she collapsed on the ground—breathing hard but alive.

"Ah... It worked?" Lucarad gasped. His grin grew wider. "Ha! It worked! Bwahahahaha! Suck on it, Ginhels! You all laughed at me! Well, who's going to have the last laugh now!? Hahaha!!"

As Helen came to her senses, her eyes grew wide. She gasped in horror, finally aware of her actions, as if awoken from a dream.

"Lily!" Helen screamed and ran out of her room, down the wooden stairs. She found her little sister close to the stairs and fell to her knees at her side. She hugged her tightly and cried.

"Please forgive me!" Helen wept and begged her sister, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry I'm such a useless sister! I'm sorry for everything!"

Lily just stood there, in her sister's tight grip—speechless and confused. Finally, she said, "Sister, you're crushing me."

"Oh!" Helen let go of her little sister and wiped the tears from her own eyes. "I-I'm sorry."

Then Helen looked at the young man in purple robes, who stood behind them at the base of the steps.

"Thank you," Helen said. "But… Who are you?"

"My name is Lucarad," the young man smiled and bowed like an actor on stage. "And I'm the one who's going to save this world!"

"Huh?"

"Are you deaf?" Lucarad asked and his smile disappeared. "I said I'm going to save this world! And for that, I will require your assistance!"

"M-my help?" Helen pointed at her useless self. She was convinced that she was the one who desperately needed help." What could I possibly do to help save the world?"

"That!" Lucarad pointed at Helen's pussy, still moist from her earlier actions.

"Ah!" Helen screamed, flustered, and covered her private parts. She only now realized that she's completely naked before her little sister and a complete stranger.

"I am searching for humans who came in contact with the Taint and somehow managed to survive," Lucarad explained. "Which is not easy, because every single one of them is not long for this world. In one way or another. I require the essence that people like you continuously produce."

"E-essence? Produce?" Helen asked. Her cheeks were as red as cherries.

"I will explain more on the way. I'm taking you with me to the capital."

"W-wait, no! I can't!" Helen protested. "What about Lily? I can't leave her. I can't go at all! I have debts I need to take care of. The winter is coming, and—"

"Your debts will be taken care of," Lucarad assured Helen. "Your sister will also be provided with enough supplies and provisions to prosper until your return. I may not look it, but I have certain influential sponsors."

"But I can't leave her on her own!" Helen insisted.

"That's right!" Lily supported her sister. "We're staying together!"

"The capital is no place for a cute little girl," Lucarad said. "You had no problems leaving your sister alone for weeks before."

"How do you know that?" Helen asked.

"Typical life of a commoner Adventurer," Lucarad said, waving off such dangerous, pitiful existence. "You think you'll be able to provide a better life for your sister on your own?"

"Y…" The word stuck in Helen's throat. After her older sister's demise, she had no self-confidence to speak of.

"I've wasted enough time here," Lucarad said and turned towards the exit. "But I must warn you—the drain I performed was only temporary. Now that you are Tainted, your body will continue to produce more of the essence. You will eventually succumb, and your little sister will be left alone anyway. But without anyone to support her."

Helen was left speechless. Lucarad did not wait for an answer and slowly walked toward the door. When he placed his hands on the handle and opened the creaking door, Helen shouted, "Wait!"

Lucarad smiled and then turned to Helen, "You have ten minutes to get dressed and set your affairs in order. I'll be outside."

As soon as Lucarad walked out the door, Helen placed her hands on Lily's tiny shoulders and said, "Lily, I'm sorry for being such a useless sister! If I was any better, our big sister would be with us. If I was any better, I could solve this on my own. But I can't. I have to make sure that you're safe and taken care of. That responsibility is on my shoulders now. And right now I can only do that by going away. But I promise I'll return!"

"Promise?" Lily asked, tearing up.

"Promise," Helen said softly and hugged her sister tighter. She then had to hurry to get dressed and pack her things.

Helen's only good armor was ruined, so when she got dressed she looked no different than a peasant. When Helen went outside, Lucarad was already on his black horse.

Helen hugged her sister one more time and said, "Take care of our home until I return. Can you do that for me?"

Lily nodded.

"Good girl," Helen said as tears rolled down her cheeks. "You're a much more dependable younger sister than I am."

Helen walked alongside Lucarad's horse. Only when her home disappeared behind the grassland slopes did she speak to her new companion.

"I'm grateful for your help, but how did you even know I needed it? How did you find us?"

"Brock told me I could find you here," Lucarad said without looking at Helen.

"Brock!" Helen exclaimed. "I completely forgot! I was supposed to meet him days ago! We'll have to—"

"He's dead," Lucarad stated matter-of-factly.

"No!" Helen gasped and froze in place, covering her mouth with her hands.

"No stopping!" Lucarad raised his voice. "We have a lot of ground to cover! You stopping and delaying us, will not bring him back."

Helen took a deep breath and continued walking, hurrying to catch up to Lucarad's horse.

"What happened?" She asked.

"The Taint plays tricks on human minds, as you are well aware of yourself. One of the very few coherent things I was able to deduce from his ramblings was where you lived and that you might also be affected by the Taint."

"And how am I supposed to help you… Save the world?"

Lucarad grinned and dug into his robes with his right hand. He then pulled out an old, wrinkled scroll and showed it to Helen before putting it back.

"I will not be saving the world directly," he said, barely able to contain his excitement. "Legends tell of a hero that will one day arrive in this world. For decades I've studied these legends until I found these old scrolls. They foretell a summoning using the very same energy that we want to destroy. And after many more decades and grueling experiments, I have finally found a way to harvest it!"

Decades? Helen thought and looked at the young man.

"I need to find many more affected by the Taint!" Lucarad said with excitement. "Together we will summon the hero that has been promised! The hero that will be able to fight and defeat the demons and their creatures! The hero whose very essence will be strong enough to defeat and cure the Taint!"

Years later, Helen found herself in a cold, dimly lit room, on her knees, reaching with her hands and sticking out her tongue for the essence of a lust-filled being that they had summoned.

Arousal Points (18)

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"What a splendid being!" The man in purple robes shouted as he caught the futanari's raining cum into the palms of his hands, grinning like a madman. "Her face, her breasts, her pussy, her dick! She is perfect in every way! We are all truly blessed to see the mythical Futanari in our lifetime!"

At the same time, for a couple of brief seconds after orgasming, Beatrice was lucid enough to realize what she was doing in front of all these hooded strangers.

Did I seriously just masturbate in front of all these people!? Beatrice was shocked by her own actions.What the hell was I thinking? No matter how good it felt, I should have had some control and used common sense! But… They don't seem to mind. In fact, they're catching my cum with their hands and tongues? They're happy!

When a white drop fell near the corner of Lucarad's mouth, the young man licked it off his face and continued, "Many thought Futanari to be fairy tales. Stories passed around by whores in brothels. But I knew the truth! I've always known!"

Ah, that's right. If this was a normal world, I'd be either thrown in jail or raped right here where I lay! Yet they keep babbling something about me being a savior? That damn Luluna goddess! She really came through on this one!

"Hnn," Beatrice let out a moan when she realized she's been massaging breasts and cock this entire time. What the hell? I just came a minute ago! The head of my penis should be hurting if I rub it like this. Why am I still so hard? Why does it still feel so good? Wait! What was that in my status?

Arousal Points

15/20 (0.01/sec)

Arousal Points? Beatrice wondered what it meant.Health Points, Mana Points, and the like were standard fare for most roleplaying games. Mana Points were sometimes Energy or Stamina Points, but they usually meant the same thing as far as game mechanics went. But this. And I'm down five points. Could it be from cumming? If only I could right-click—

Arousal points.

A Succubus rarely thinks of anything but sex. Its need for sexual pleasure constantly grows, and the longer a Succubus goes on without release the hornier it gets. As Arousal Points get closer to the cap, Succubus's brain prioritizes search for pleasure over everything else, until the Succubus can think of nothing else but sex and self-satisfaction, whatever the cost.

"Haaah," Beatrice moaned. Something like this is a part of my system? And the points did decrease when I orgasmed. But that means I need to cum four times to bring it back to zero? And the regeneration rate per second—

"Ahn!" Beatrice moaned again and bit her lip. She could no longer do any math. Not right now. She couldn't do anything else. All unnecessary thoughts were overridden by her primal need. Beatrice was still horny and couldn't resist stroking her cock, lubed by her own cum that trickled down her shaft after the big sprays of her first orgasm.

"Are we cured?" one of the hooded figures in blue robes—a man—asked.

"I don't feel cured," another figure—a woman—spoke up.

"Are you complete morons?" Lucarad—their leader—shouted. "The Taint cannot be cured so easily! Not from a couple of droplets! Even if they come from the Savior!"

Beatrice paid little attention to the hooded figures. Her cock demanded her undivided attention. Her previous orgasm was sublime, but it seemed that it only reignited her desire for pleasure. The nerves that were long dead and severed in her old body, were at their prime in this lust-driven body and ached for more.

What those Arousal Points meant, how they controlled her actions, Beatrice had already forgotten. She was hard and horny. That was all that mattered to her now.

"Our hero is still horny!" Lucarad shouted. "Don't you see she's overtaken by the lust of the ritual!? Taking all of your lust we collected over years! Something that a normal human being would be driven mad by! We must show our support! We must show our gratitude to our Savior and service her properly! Hurry! Prove your devotion!"

"Helen!" Lucarad screamed and pointed at the girl with his index finger. "It is time for you to do your part in the salvation of this world! You did not withhold from sex for a month for nothing! Prove your usefulness! Take care of our Savior who in turn will make this world safe for you and your little sister!"

"Useful", yes, Helen thought as she rose to her feet and approached the altar. This is what I came here for. This is how I can take care of my little sister. How I can be useful. I can finally be useful. With small, timid steps, Helen approached the big-tittied futanari who was again lost in pleasuring herself.

The Priestess And The Futanari (18)

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Once at the altar, Helen leaned toward the futanari's cock. Amazing, the priestess thought, studying the thick piece of meat. She watched how the futanari slid her gentle hand up and down the veins of a hot, thick, pulsating cock. Nothing like the other priests, Helen thought and then gasped. Where are the testicles? How could she cum so much without them? Truly a being of legends!

And her pussylips! Helen kept staring with her mouth half-open. Such an amazing shape! What is that liquid leaking from her? No! I can't possibly touch her there! I have no right! Do I even dare touch her cock? Do I dare to interrupt her? No, I have to! It is my job to satisfy the cock of our Savior! The High Priest himself ordered me to do so! I can do it! I can! For my little sister!

Helen finally mustered the courage to reach for the hot object. She didn't dare to touch it with her hand. She probably knows much better what to do than me. I can do only one thing. Something she cannot do! Helen opened her mouth and slowly lowered it over the head of Beatrice's cock. She took it into her mouth and licked the head of the cock with her tongue.

"Oooooh!" the futanari cried and tensed up from the new sensations.

If only Elen could see me now! Helen thought. She would be so proud of me! I'm helping save the world! Yes! This is required of me. I must do my duty as a priestess. It is not for my enjoyment. But… If I touch myself, the Savior might enjoy the show and have her relief faster. Yes—for the relief of the Savior! I'm doing this for the Savior, not for myself. The Savior will love to see me plunge my fingers inside my naughty pussy. Look! I can take three fingers inside me so easily!

Helen's efforts did not go unnoticed. Beatrice took a look at the redhead that was sucking her off. She had always dreamed of having sex with a girl that enjoyed giving head so much that she could not help but reach toward her own pussy.

Helen felt Beatrice's cock expand inside her mouth. Oh, the Savior likes it! Her cock is as hard as a rock! She really likes it! She likes me! I'm doing a good job! And I can make her feel even better! I can take her deeper—

"Ugh," Helen gagged and had to let go of Beatrice's cock to take a breath. As Beatrice's cock exited Helen's mouth, they were connected by strands of spit. Beatrice's entire cock was wet and slippery from Helen's spit. And while the redhead breathed deeply from her inexperienced mouth, she instinctively knew to stroke the futanari's cock to keep the stimulation going, spreading her own lube all over it.

Once recovered, Helen took the futanari's cock into her mouth again, as deep as she could, pressing it against the opening that led to her throat.

"Uuugh, so good!" The futanari moaned and arched her back.

"Good"? She said "good"! She said that word! She praised me! Helen thought while servicing the futanari's cock. I'm doing a good job! See, older sister? I'm not useless after all! See what a good cocksucker I am? I wish you were here right now! I wish we could suck this cock together! We could rub each other's pussies as we serviced this thick piece of meat. Lick each other's saliva off it. You would like that, wouldn't you, big sister?

Beatrice couldn't know what Helen was thinking, but she could feel that the redhead enjoyed her cock. And that was all that mattered to Beatrice. She placed her hands on the back of Helen's head and pushed her down, penetrating the gentle opening to the girl's throat, plunging deep inside.

"Glhrgh!" Helen gurgled, her eyes teared up from the unexpected violation. She convulsed and gagged, barely holding back from vomiting. But the futanari just kept roughly moving her head back and forth for her own selfish pleasure.

"Hhhn! Incredible!" Beatrice moaned. "So, this is what it feels like!? Ugh! The pressure—Haah! The pleasure of having my whole cock inside a pretty girl's mouth!"

It only took a couple more of rough bobs of Helen's head for the futanari to unleash her second load down Helen's throat. The redhead could feel the semen pumping directly into her stomach, overflowing her canals, filling up her mouth. She struggled to break free until finally, Beatrice released her head.

"Gaaaah!" Helen gasped for air and let cum leak from her mouth, while Beatrice sprayed more over her messy face.

-5 Arousal Points.

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Two tabs quickly flashed through Beatrice's mind in rapid succession now that she had climaxed, but her thoughts were elsewhere—with the redhead she just used for her pleasure.

Helen was exhausted. She collapsed on the floor at the altar. But seeing her breathing hard, her pretty face smeared with cum, tears, and saliva, only excited the futanari more. Beatrice's dick remained hard. She lusted after Helen's body. She wanted to rip off her robes and violate her fully—a proper reward for the good service.

"Priscilla! Victoria!" Lucarad called out the names of two more women among his members. "Do you not see our Savior's lust-filled gaze? Have you not yet realized that a futanari summoned by lust will not be satisfied so easily? Hurry up and help Helen take care of our Savior's needs!"

Ararachni (18)

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"Heavenly Strike!" Victoria screamed and cleaved the last enemy, an Arachling in half. The two feet high, eight-legged creature fell motionless, four legs to each of the halves. The heavily-armored warrior with blonde, wavy hair swung her claymore to shake off the purple blood off the blade.

"We really should have prepared more before heading out," a petite girl with twin ponytails said while healing the wounds of another party member, a knight named Rebecca. She wore heavy armor, similar to Victoria, but relied on her trusty short sword and heavy triangular shield.

"Nonsense, Priscilla," the leader of the party, Amarantha said. She was tall and slender, her bob haircut suited her deep purple hair. She wore black leather armor and had a single curved dagger for a weapon. "How could we delay any longer when the villagers literally begged on their knees for our help?"

"I agree with Amy!" A green-haired ranger, Cassy said. "If we waited any longer, the girls might be beyond saving."

The ranger wore a cute, short, low-cut light green dress that revealed a good third of her large breasts, while also put her thighs on full display thanks to a combination with her white stockings. On her back, Cassy had a quiver full of finely crafted arrows and a small bow as her weapon. If all those things were not enough to give away her origin, her long, pointy ears left no doubt that Cassy was an Elf.

"They are probably beyond saving already," Victoria said.

"This discussion is pointless now," Rebecca said as she stood up and took up her weapons. "We must find Ararachni before its spawn wears us down."

The five girls ventured deeper into the web-covered tunnels. After about five minutes since their last combat encounter, they finally found one of the girls from the villages.

"Here, come quick!" Cassy screamed.

"Quiet!" Rebecca whispered, worried about them attracting more unnecessary enemies.

The girls rushed to Cassy, but none of them could say a word when they saw the villager. The girl was pinned to the wall, completely nude, wrapped in webs. Only her perky breasts and pussy were exposed. All her limbs were bound to the rocks, except for her left arm, which was pressed to her torso. By mere luck or by some devious purpose, the girl's free hand ended up right at her crotch. And she kept continuously rubbing her clit over and over while her pussy extruded a strange white liquid.

"Happy… Happy… So happy," the girl repeated over and over again.

"It's like she's in a trance," Rebecca said.

Cassy slowly reached to the liquid, but Victoria grabbed her hand.

"Don't touch it!" Victoria said in a strong, ominous tone.

"But we have to help her!" Amy said.

"These webs are all connected," Rebecca said, pointing at the complex maze of webs that spread from the girl all over the walls, disappearing in the darkness ahead. "If we try to free her, the whole nest will be warned of their prey trying to escape."

"First we deal with the main threat, then we free who we can," Victoria concluded. "Let's go."

The five girls went further. Rebecca first, followed by Victoria, then Amarantha, Priscilla, and the last—Cassy. The ranger looked back, worried. "I hope nothing happens to her while we're gone," she said.

"She's beyond our help anyway," Amarantha said with a smile.

"What? How?" Priscilla asked.

"Haven't you heard?" Amarantha asked. "How else did you think Ararachni's little spawn can drag human girls away so easily?"

"Don't they use large numbers?" Priscilla asked.

"Yes, that's the lie the villagers tell themselves to ignore the fact that the girls let themselves be taken away," Amarantha said.

"Why would they do that?" Cassy asked.

"Because the poison of these creatures is highly toxic to humans," Amarantha explained. "It affects the brain, that drowns the human in pleasure. Consumed by lust, the prey is unable to resist. Even the webs are soaked with this poison."

As the group walked deeper into the tunnels they saw more girls, all bound in compromising positions. All of them nude, all of them lost in their own little worlds of ecstasy. The few of the girls that were still able to speak coherent words, all kept repeating similar things. Joy. Pleasure. Some even begged for more, clearly driven mad already.

"How horrible!" Cassy teared up.

"But why do they only abduct girls who are eighteen years old or older?" Rebecca asked.

"For impregnation," Amarantha giggled. "Ararachni and its spawn sense when the girl's bodies are ready. Ararachni uses human girls to lay its eggs and grow its brood. Sometimes the girls lay a dozen eggs at a time. That is the other reason why they poison the brain to produce so much pleasure. Without it, the mutation of human bodies needed to successfully produce the offsprings would be unbearable."

"No," Cassy gasped and looked around at the girls who were not even aware of their presence.

"Exactly. And the side effect of such heavy alteration is that when the girls finally lay eggs for the first time, they reach such peaks of ecstasy that their brains simply malfunction. They want nothing more but to lay eggs again and again, eagerly waiting for their turn to be impregnated once again. They probably don't even remember that they're human."

"Ugh, I think I might throw up," Priscilla said, looking paler than usual.

"This is a new form of evil," Rebecca said with disgust on her face. "We have to find that creature right away and rip it to pieces!"

"Yeah, about that," Amarantha said and disappeared from sight.

"What?" Rebecca looked behind her when something flashed through the air.

"I'm afraid I can't let you do that," Amarantha said with a smile, standing inches behind Rebecca.

"Ghuagh!" Rebecca choked when her throat split open and blood poured forward.

Hidden Desires (18)

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"Kh… Kha—" Rebecca choked on her own blood. She tried to hold the gaping wound on her neck with her hand, but it was no use—the blood kept pouring through her fingers.

"REBECCAAA!!!" Priscilla screamed and rushed to her fallen sister in arms.

"You traitorous—" Victoria dashed at Amarantha with her claymore drawn, but the assassin disappeared from her sight.

Amarantha appeared behind the Victoria and thrust her dagger through the gaps of the warrior's armor—at the waist and behind the knee, both critical hits. Crippled, Victoria fell to her knees while Amarantha sprinted to Priscilla.

Because Amarantha's [Blink] spell was on cooldown, Priscilla saw the purple-haired assassin coming and managed to dodge a fatal attack at her neck, but the second attack from Amarantha proved just as deadly. The assassin effortlessly cut through the side of the healer's light armor and rushed to her last target while Priscilla bled out on the ground behind her.

"AMY! STOP!" Cassy desperately screamed. She raised her bow and managed to nock an arrow despite her shaking hands. The ranger grit her teeth, aiming at the swift and nimble assassin, but there was no conviction on her face. The terrified girl could never have imagined that one of their own, someone with whom they've spent their entire lives ever since they escaped from that dreadful orphanage, would betray them in such a cruel and senseless way.

"Please, why are you—" Cassy tried to reason with her dearest friend but was swiftly silenced. Forever. Cassy never found out why Amarantha betrayed her and the others. The only mercy she received was a quick death—the ranger's decapitated head fell to the ground at Amarantha's feet before her headless body toppled over.

"MURDERER!!!" Victoria screamed and swung her claymore at the standing Amarantha. But the assassin effortlessly dodged the attack and increased the distance from the warrior until they were at least thirty feet apart.

Amarantha gracefully landed on her feet, while Victoria barely managed to stand. She used her claymore for support and pressed her wound with her free hand. Victoria looked at the grinning, self-satisfied assassin and said, "You bastard... How could you do this to your sisters?"

"We're not even related," Amarantha shrugged.

"We've been together for eighteen years!" Victoria screamed. "How could you!?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Amarantha asked sarcastically and raised her hands as if the others should have seen this coming. "Remember the night when the four of us had some fun while you sat in the corner polishing your claymore?"

"… You're going to have to be more specific," Victoria said. Way too many cold winter nights flashed through her mind when her lesbian sisters in arms kept each other warm the best way they knew. Victoria was the only one who refused to participate, despite the blatant advances from the others, especially Priscilla.

"That time I asked Cassy to put small wooden balls into my pussy which I then slowly squeezed out while she fingered my butt?"

"Oh, no," Victoria gasped as the horrifying truth dawned on her.

"That's right!" Amarantha proclaimed. "For years I have fantasized about oviposition! To have a creature like Ararachni lay its eggs inside me. To deliver them with a smile on my face like a good incubator! Eventually, my fantasies were not enough. I rushed our expedition to this lair. And when I saw how happy the girls here are, I made up my mind. I want nothing more than give my body to Ararachni!"

"Then why didn't you just go here alone and disappear along with your disgusting fantasies!?"

"And risk you killing the creature? No! You were the only competent adventurers in the area. Obviously, you all had to die!"

"You're insane!" Victoria screamed.

"It's the rest of the world that's insane!" Amarantha said. "Why should I suffer through the rest of my life, fighting for scraps to sustain a meager existence, when a much better option exists? No pain. No worries. Just pleasure for the rest of my life in the best way I could possibly imagine!"

"I've heard enough!" Victoria said and raised her claymore. Her whole body ached from each move she made, but Victoria's resolve was strong. "I will kill you for what you have done. Here. Now!"

"You can try," Amarantha smiled wickedly and licked the blood off her dagger.

"Heavenly—Gah!"

Victoria's attack was interrupted. Both she and Amarantha were covered in webs right where they stood. Out of the shadows, their original target, Ararachni, approached. An eight-legged abomination.

"Ara… Ara," the monster hissed in a high-pitched voice, that pierced the ears. Ararachni was grotesque. Its flesh was sickly red, green, and purple. Each of its legs was of different lengths and thicknesses. The head of the monster was asymmetrical, with fifteen protruding black eyes, covering the head seemingly at random.

It approached Amarantha first, towering over the girl.

"Valkyrie's Last Stand!" Victoria shouted. Her blade shined with divine light, melting the surrounding web from the claymore and her arm. Ararachni paid no attention to Victoria. Instead, the monster salivated over Amarantha. Victoria managed to cut the rest of the webs that held her and freed herself. She looked ahead at Amarantha, who was face to face with the eight-legged abomination.

"Ah, Yes!" Amarantha extended her one free hand toward the monster. "For so long… I've waited for so long! Please, take me now! I can't bear it anymore!"

Victoria raised her claymore, ready to charge and strike down her former comrade, but hesitated at the last second when she saw Ararachni already raising its many crooked appendages above the captured girl.

If I move there now, even if I can strike down Ararachni's prey, it will surely strike back against me in vengeance, Victoria thought. And as I am right now, I won't be fast enough to avoid both its legs and the webs.

"V-Victoria…"

Victoria turned around and saw Priscilla, bleeding, covered in webs, but with open eyes.

"Priscilla!?" Victoria screamed in surprise. She's alive!?

Victoria left Amarantha to her fate and limped toward Priscilla.

"Hold on, dear sister," Victoria said and freed Priscilla from her ropes. Victoria then helped Priscilla up, supporting most of her friend's weight.

"Ugh," Priscilla moaned, wincing from the pain that emanated from the gaping wound on the side of her torso. "If I somehow make it through this I will eat you out as no girl has ever done before. Which would be—cough—completely immoral if we were related by blood."

"It's a good thing we're not," Victoria said, indulging her friend's fantasies. Anything to keep her alive while they took their first steps away from the monster's lair. "Let's get out of here while we still can!"

Though Priscilla was usually light as a feather, Victoria's own wounds were getting the better of her. Even killing a single Arachling they encountered on their way out took Victoria to the brink of collapse. Did I seriously think I could kill Amarantha and get away with it? Victoria thought and almost laughed at her foolishness.

Victoria tried not to look at the trapped girls—lost in pleasure—that she passed. I can't help them. I can't help them, Victoria kept repeating. I can barely get myself and Priscilla out. And the way they are… They would probably resist, even if I was in any condition to help.

They look like they're in heaven… How can it possibly feel good enough to throw your life away? To betray your non-blood-related sisters in arms? How could she? Amarantha, you treacherous snake! Did you get what you want? Are you drowning in pleasure like these girls? Are you having fun as your reward for killing your friends? Your lovers?

Victoria's blood was boiling. That fate is too good for that traitor! I should go back and cut off her head! If she enjoys being a monster's plaything that much, maybe she'll enjoy being run through as well! I might be able to get away… And if not… If Ararachi does capture me... Would it be that bad? At least I'd get to have my revenge.

The price for killing a comrade is giving yourself to the monster to have its way with you? Somehow that seems right. Would it make me a bad person if I gave myself to that fate? If I enjoyed that? But what about Priscilla? Do I take her with me? Would she be ready to join me among the other girls trapped here? We would both end up impregnated by Ararachni? For the rest of our lives, our only purpose would be to lay eggs for monsters and climax each time—

"Light… There's light up ahead," Priscilla uttered weakly.

The voice of her dear friend snapped Victoria out of her delusions. She did not even notice how far she managed to walk while lost in her own fantasies. Her friend's voice gave Victoria the strength to take the last steps outside Ararachni's lair.

"Haaaah," Victoria gasped and collapsed on the ground from overexertion. Her consciousness faded.

"Victora? Victoria!" Priscilla shouted, trying to shake her friend back to reality, not noticing that blood kept pouring from her own wound.

"Perhaps we can help?" Priscilla heard a man's voice.

She looked up and through a haze saw two figures standing on the rocky terrain that surrounded Ararachni's lair. A young man with short white hair and in purple robes slowly approached her. Timidly trailing just behind him, was a redhead in blue robes. That was when Priscilla's body finally gave out and she fell unconscious next to her Victoria.

Cow Tits (18)

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Two cloaked figures approached Beatrice who was still on the altar, unable to control her lust.

The shorter figure removed the hood that covered her face, revealing a youthful girl with blue twin ponytails, about twenty years old. Unlike the others, this girl, it seemed, went out of her way to adjust her robes to be form-fitting. In several places, she accomplished this by strapping and tightening old leather belts around the baggy cloth, such as around her torso and arms. If her goal was to show off her petite figure, she accomplished that.

The taller figure next to the twin-tailed girl also removed her hood, revealing a beautiful woman with long blonde wavy hair. She had strong features and sharp eyes.

A bodyguard? Beatrice wondered, judging by the blonde's stern expression.

They stopped just a few feet from the stone altar. The short girl hopped behind the blonde and grabbed hold of the blonde's prominent breasts, fondling them through the robes.

"Priscilla!" Victoria screamed and looked back at the twin-tailed girl. The blonde seemed shocked and ashamed but did nothing to stop the little pervert.

"Masturbation and a half-decent blowjob won't cut it when you have girls like us," Priscilla said while looking Beatrice straight in the eyes. "Wouldn't you rather fuck one of us? Or both of us?"

"Priscilla—Ah!" Victoria exclaimed, blushing and deeply embarrassed about the degrading ways her friend spoke about them both. "How can you say such things?"

"How can I?" Priscilla asked and sunk her hand into Victoria's robes, digging deeper and lower, past the blonde's abdomen, until she reached her target between Victoria's thighs. "You're the one who's not being honest here!"

"Ahn!" Victoria moaned and clenched her fists, trying to control herself under the assault of Priscilla's skilled fingers.

"You've never gotten this wet, this fast with me!" Priscilla complained. "Could it be… Is it because of the Savior? Is it because of her looks? Or because the size of the Savior's cow tits rivals your own?"

'Cow tits'? Beatrice thought and massaged her breasts. Sure, they're big, double Ds most likely. But they're not saggy in the slightest!

"D-don't say—hn—such things!" Victoria whimpered in a way that Beatrice would never have expected when she first saw her.

Priscilla kept up her attack on her friend's weak spot with one hand while undressing her with the other. Without wasted movements, without relenting her assault even for a second. It was clear to Beatrice that the twin-tailed girl had done this many times before.

As soon, as the blonde's ample right breast dropped into the open, Priscilla pinched the exposed nipple.

"Hyah!" Victoria screamed while Priscilla continued undressing her. Victoria's entire upper torso was now on full display and Beatrice was able to appreciate Priscilla's frustration. Victoria's breasts were massive and with no bra to support them, gave in to gravity.

"This really pisses me off!" Priscilla growled while sliding the remaining robes down Victoria's legs. "I can tolerate you being blessed with these watermelons. They're two of the reasons I like you, but I absolutely hate how you go into heat the moment you see another set like yours!"

"That's not true!" Victoria cried.

"Who are you trying to fool!?" Priscilla yelled and plunged two fingers deep between Victoria's swollen pussy lips.

"Ooooh!" Victoria moaned and arched her back while Priscilla stood behind and fingered her.

"At least your lower lips don't lie," Pricilla said with a wide grin and kept finger fucking the blonde. "Don't think I didn't see the way you rubbed your thighs under your robes! The way you squirmed when you saw our Savior's big perky tits! The way you licked off every last drop from your hands, I saw it all! I'm always watching you!"

Victoria just stood there with her eyes closed and let Priscilla have her way with her, moaning all the way while Priscilla berated her. Just as Victoria got used to Priscilla's unrelenting rhythm, Priscilla pulled her fingers out of Victoria's drenching pussy and raised them up close to the blonde's face.

"See how wet you are?" Priscilla asked as she held her fingers—glistening with Victoria's pussy juice—close to Victoria's lips.

"Aaah," Victoria opened her mouth and took Priscilla's fingers inside, sucking on them, licking off her own juices with her tongue.

"Good girl," Priscilla said softly and smiled.

Priscilla stood up on her toes, reaching to Victoria with her wet tongue, salivating for a kiss. Victoria turned around and gladly accepted Priscilla's tongue inside her mouth. They embraced in a passionate kiss.

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How these two have changed, Lucarad thought as he watched two of his priestesses make out. The Taint did a number on them. Was it the powerful poison of Ararachni combined with near-death experience? At first, their fantasies revolved around submitting themselves to monsters for impregnation. I suppose it was only a matter of time before they had to take care of their sexual frustrations with each other.

Or was it a coping mechanism to deal with what happened to them in those tunnels? Lucarad wondered while Victoria undressed Priscilla, revealing her slender A-cup breasts. The girls got only more excited and continued exchanging sloppy kisses. Either way, there really is a limit to how much I can keep the Taint in check with my Skull of Nightmares.

Victoria's and Priscilla's passionate lovemaking was interrupted when warm white liquid sprayed over their one side.

"Ah!?" Victoria exclaimed and separated from Priscilla's lips when something warm and sticky splashed on her cheek. She winced instinctively, protecting her eyes as more of the white liquid sprayed over them, coming from the altar.

"Aaah, aaaah, uuuuh," Beatrice kept jerking her cock, aiming and spraying her cum directly at the girls. She splattered on both the girls' sides—their thighs, hips, stomachs, most of Victoria's right breast, all over their hair, especially Victoria's golden locks.

In her past life, Beatrice had never witnessed two hot girls make out right in front of her and for her amusement. She simply couldn't hold back. When the girls locked in a kiss as they undressed, all Beatrice could think about was cumming on their faces and have them lick her cum off of each other.

-5 Arousal Points.

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Unfortunately, Beatrice did not fully fulfill her fantasy. Beatrice's inexperience with her new body, combined with her heightened arousal, overexcitement of indulging in her missed fantasies, and heightened sensitivity of her penis from cumming two times before, led to poor control and aim. Only two meager shots reached Victoria's face.

"Haaah," Beatrice breathed deeply, trying to regain her composure. She was sweating, her heart was beating wildly. But most of all Beatrice was deeply ashamed of her poor performance.

So, this is what it means to be a level 1 succubus? She asked herself. Did I even last a minute?

However, Beatrice's lamentations vanished from her mind when she saw the twin-tailed blue-haired lick the cum off Victoria's cheek.

"My my, aren't we lucky?" Priscilla said as she continued collecting all of Beatrice's cum off Victoria's face. Once she was done, she added, "Although the taste hasn't improved."

"Sh-she already came three times," Victoria said quietly while looking at Beatrice's cock with hazy eyes. "But her... T-thing is still hard?"

"Yes, it is," Priscilla said and grinned, staring at the futanari's cock herself. "How badly do you want to be fucked by it?"

"W-what!?" Victoria exclaimed, seemingly surprised by Priscilla's words.

"Don't play coy!" Priscilla giggled and slid her index finger across Victoria's pussy lips. "You're so horny, your juices are literally flowing out of you! Do you want to be fucked by the savior that badly?"

"Hn, don't say such things," Victoria whimpered.

"I can't blame you, she's a stunner," Priscilla said and glanced at Beatrice who again gently massaging her shaft. "You always did have a thing for giant tits. And this one even comes with a thick piece of meat to ravage you with. She really is everything you could dream of, isn't it?

"Please stop," Victoria begged and teared up.

But Priscilla only added another finger to her second attack on Victoria's pussy and said to Beatrice, "See what a hopeless slut my dear sister in arms is? She puts up this high and mighty act, but as soon as she sees a pair of big tits she goes in heat!"

"Ahn, No!" Victoria moaned and had to lean on Priscilla because her legs were shaking from the stimulation.

"Don't you dare lie to me!" Priscilla shouted. "Do you really think I don't know about all the times you sneaked out at nights for a quicky with the local tavern wench? I knew the true reason why you never joined us for the fun nights! It was because our breasts weren't big enough for your taste! And I know you secretly made advances on Cassy, even though she cared only for that snake, Amy!"

"H-haah… H-how?" Victoria barely managed to speak, powerless against Priscilla's fingers.

"Didn't I tell you? I'm always watching you! And your encounters with the wenches? At first, I had a hard time figuring out which you enjoyed more—having your cow tits licked, or burying your face in a pair of another's. But I made sure to study carefully the techniques you used on each other."

"Ah! Y-you mean…"

"That's right! I followed you! Every. Single. Time. Hehe," Priscilla giggled and licked her lips, quickening the pace of her fingers inside Victoria's pussy, while rubbing her swollen clit with her thumb at the same time. "Even during the coldest winter nights, after all the others were asleep. I could barely keep myself warm, you know? Buried in the snow under the tavern's window. I often ended up with frostbitten fingers, despite doing my best to keep them warm in my pussy. I often used four at once to be efficient, while I watched you warming yourself in the embrace of another. That's how I learned all your deepest desires!"

"Please—hn—No!"

"The toys you carved out of wood, and the way you used them on those wenches. You never brought them out with me! Even though I learned to lick your breasts the way you like! Even though I learned to treat your pussy properly! Is it just because my breasts aren't big enough!? Did you fantasize about big-breasted wenches every time you lay with me?"

"N-no! Ahn!" Victoria denied Priscilla's accusations.

"Don't lie to me!" Priscilla screamed. "Your pussy lips never lie! That's why I love them! I know you're fantasizing about the Savor! I know you want her to take you like a man would while you lay on your back and squeeze her breasts! I know! I had to climb the uneven, slippery tavern walls to look through the second-floor window, so I know!"

"Ahhh! Ahn!" Victoria only moaned. She no longer had the strength or the will to argue against Priscilla. Over a decade of combat experience and training was the only thing that still kept the blonde warrior on her feet, despite the growing waves of pleasure.

"The Savior really is the perfect woman for you!" Priscilla screamed, her own eyes watered. "She has huge tits, unlike me! She has a thick dick, unlike me! I would gladly fuck you if I had a dick between my legs as the Savior does! I would gladly smother you with my breasts if they were big enough!"

Priscilla momentarily relented her assault on Victoria's clit and pussy, and wiped the tears from her eyes. "But it's alright. It's fine! It's not your fault you are this way. Although we were once only sisters of combat, we have are now sisters of love. And lovers forgive. I will always forgive you, no matter how selfish you are! No matter how many times you betray me!"

With reddish and wet eyes, Priscilla turned to Beatrice and said, "Well, miss Savior-sama… A flat-chested little sister or a big-tittied onee-san—which would you prefer as your first fuck in this world?"

A Moment of Clarity (18)

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"Hn—hah?" Beatrice couldn't believe what she just heard. The futanari had stopped massaging her cock for a while now. She just sat on the edge of the stone altar, taken aback by the twin-tailed girl's outburst of anguish, caused by—how it ultimately seemed to Beatrice— nonreciprocal love.

"I'm saying that this blonde slut is desperate for a futanari cock," Priscilla said with a forced smile and spread Victoria's pussy lips to reveal her welcoming wet hole. "What are you still waiting for? I find it hard to believe she's not your type, but I suppose that is why the High Priest, Lord Lucarad offered me as well, just in case you had a fetish for girls cursed with tiny breasts."

Beatrice didn't answer. Priscilla, was it? Despite everything she said a minute ago, this girl is inviting me to fuck her… Friend? Sister? Lover? While she just watches with an aching heart? She's even offering herself despite having feelings for that big-breasted blonde?

"Why are you hesitating?" Priscilla asked. "Your cock is still hard, which means you want to fuck at least one of us, right?"

Suddenly, Beatrice thought the same thing. Why am I hesitating? Just moments before I couldn't help but masturbate and pleasure myself over and over again in front of everyone, not caring about what they might think of me! No, I completely forgot about their existence! What has changed now? Is it that "Arousal" system? Is it controlling me that much?

Beatrice mentally brought up in her mind's eye the specific stat.

Arousal Points

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Wasn't it at seven Points before? Beatrice tried to recall through the haze of pleasure and orgasms.Either way, it is recovering at a frightening rate!

Though Beatrice had no clock to tell how much time had passed, by doing quick math in her head she started to realize how fast her AP would max out every time.

"If these girls are not to your liking, we have many others!" The white-haired High Priest said loudly, from farther away. "If you've taken fancy to Helen, you may use her however you see fit to satiate your lust!"

"N-no-no, it's fine!" Beatrice responded quickly while she was still lucid. Arousal wasn't the issue—Victoria and Priscilla were plenty hot.

Ah! Beatrice nearly gasped and her eyes went wide. She had completely forgotten about the redhead she was enamored with mere minutes before and looked beneath the altar she was still sitting on. Helen was on the floor, at Beatrice's feet. She was leaning with her back against the altar with her eyes closed, sucking on her index finger while rubbing herself between her legs. Helen's blissful face was as clean as it could be, which—as Beatrice summarized—meant that she cleaned herself off with her fingers and licked them clean, now savoring the aftertaste.

That scene made Beatrice's dick swell to its full form. It ached to ravage the redhead, who was clearly lost in pleasure and would probably indeed let herself be used in any way Beatrice wanted. Isn't this what I wanted? Why I came here? Beatrice thought, fighting desperately against her base instincts that grew stronger with each passing second. No, Beatrice wanted to take care of something else, something fleeting—Priscilla!

Beatrice looked at the petite blue-haired girl, who now ended up in a rather awkward position along with Victoria—their further fate entirely dependant on Beatrice's choice. They both looked at Beatrice.

Victoria's surface thoughts were easy to read for Beatrice. The blonde looked at the futanari with guilty anticipation. She breathed hard, her face was flushed, and she kept squirming and rubbing her thighs craving for more stimulation that Priscilla stopped providing.

Priscilla's pained expression was more complex. Beatrice looked deeply into Priscilla's teary eyes, trying to figure the girl out, and her relationship with Victoria. Though Priscilla clearly waited for Beatrice's response, it wasn't clear what result she was truly hoping for.

She already cried once, Beatrice thought. If I reject her now completely, take the redhead for my pleasure, while ignoring all of what Priscilla had done, how she poured her heart and soul out... How would she handle it? What would happen to her? What would it say about me?

This strange cult seems eager to please me in any way I see fit, but what about those I reject so blatantly? Would there be consequences for them? I find it hard to believe there wouldn't be, considering how easily their High Priest was ready to discard his offering for a different one.

"My Lady, Beatrice—" Lucarad addressed the futanari again, but she interrupted him.

"It's fine!" Beatrice said loudly and got off the altar that she spent all her time on in this world up until now. "I've made my choice!"

Futanari's First Threesome (18)

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When Beatrice stood up—tall and proud in the nude, all her assets on full display in front of two dozen people—she caught herself with the thought that she should have been way more embarrassed than she was. And yet—despite her hard dick pointing at the ceiling as it swayed from side to side with each of the futanari's movements—Beatrice felt no shame in the slightest. Was it because of the whole Arousal system? Because of her Succubi race? Or was it simply her true pervert nature taking over?

That didn't matter to her now. She had to concentrate all of her willpower on one task. Beatrice walked past the redhead who was in her own little world of pleasure. The futanari did not dare to look at the lewd redhead, fearing her own uncontrollable impulses. She instead slowly moved toward Victoria and Priscilla, toward the offerings this cult provided.

Beatrice was always partial to women with big tits, but something about the twin-tailed girl seemed particularly enticing. Was it just her petite, youthful body? Sure, Priscilla looked around twenty years old and her body was in its prime, but Victoria did not look more than a couple of years older and had much more womanly, voluptuous shapes.

At first, it was Priscilla's open, playful attitude that caught Beatrice's attention. Something, that Beatrice rarely experienced directed directly towards her in her past life. And definitely never that blatantly by a girl she never even met before.

Usually, that kind of open seduction would mean that the girl wanted something—either cheap thrills or money. Either way, it was an attitude Beatrice used to look down upon. In retrospect, she realized—all too late—that she looked down upon it because it was either not directed toward her, or she foolishly and cowardly avoided the places where she could experience it.

But here, even if all these people did want something from Beatrice, she had nothing to offer but her good looks and her hard, willing cock. On top of that, whatever this group of people really was, it looked like they practically worshipped her. If these people wanted a lustful sex goddess, Beatrice was more than willing to play the part.

And here I thought that goddess was innocent to these kinds of things, Beatrice thought as the realization set in that she could choose whichever pretty girl she wanted to fuck. If this keeps up, it really will be a one-of-a-kind experience.

Beatrice reached the two girls, who were both on their knees by now. They looked up at the futanari, past her erect dick that would have cast a shadow on Victoria's face, had it not been for the poor lighting.

Beatrice wanted to fuck Priscilla, she really did. But the girl had become more than just a faceless fuck-toy to be used. Beatrice pitied her. She wanted to treat her properly. But she also wanted to shove her dick inside the twin-tailed girl... Grab her narrow hips and drive her up and down a futanari's girthy cock. Watch Priscilla's flat stomach, impatient to fill her insides with semen... Fuck I really am a pervert,Beatrice thought while dirtier and dirtier images flashed through her mind. No, she deserves a different prize first.

"Victoria," Beatrice finally spoke and looked the naked blonde in the eyes. "If you want my dick inside you, turned around and lick Priscilla's pussy."

"Ah!" Victoria and Priscilla gasped in unison. Their eyes opened wide, Priscilla's cheeks turned as red as cherries.

"B-but… Your tits… I want to…" Victoria mumbled sheepishly.

"Do you really only think about yourself?" Beatrice asked Victoria with a strong, scolding tone. "Are you always that selfish? Or only when you're in heat?"

Am I pushing this too far? Beatrice wondered. No, if they see me as someone to be revered, I have to display a strong, confident, commanding side. And I must learn how far I can push my authority in this group.

"I'm n-not… Selfish!" Victoria moaned. Her hands buried between her closely-held together thighs. "After all I did… I just… You're so… I was ordered to take care of your needs! That's why… I… Wanted to… Your breasts—"

"If you make Priscilla cum, I'll let you touch my breasts," Beatrice interrupted Victoria's excuses. "What I want right now is to take care of my needs by using your pussy while I watch you take that girl to heaven with your tongue. Now turn around!"

Victoria stared at Beatrice's breasts, then at Beatrice's cock. After an audible swallow, Victoria turned around on all fours, raising her into the air toward the succubus's cock, while lowering her face to Priscilla's crotch.

Priscilla hesitated for a moment. It seemed she could not foresee such a scenario and could not believe it even as it was happening. But she did lean slightly back, resting her hands on the floor. Finally, without saying a word, Priscilla parted her legs for Victoria.

Yes, this is my will, so you have no choice, Beatrice thought. No need to sugarcoat it. Especially for Priscilla—that way it will be easier for her to accept what she wanted all along.

Priscilla's chest moved up and down, barely able to withstand the anticipation. She trembled just from Victoria placing her hands behind Priscilla's thighs while the blonde moved closer with her mouth to the petite girl's dripping pussy.

"Ahhhh!" Priscilla moaned and closed her eyes when Victoria's lips finally touched her most sensitive area.

From her position, Beatrice could not see the details, but the slurping sounds coming from where the girls were connected, and Priscilla's loud moans gave the futanari all the information she needed. When Beatrice saw Victoria run her hand down to her own clit and start rubbing it while juices dripped from her pussy, she could no longer hold back.

Beatrice got down on her knees and pressed the tip of her hard cock against Victoria's overflowing wet pussy.

"Mmmn," Victoria moaned while servicing Priscilla's clit with her tongue. Her juices ran down the futanari's shaft, signaling how ready she was. She slid her hand across the length of Beatrice's cock, aiming it inside her slippery hole.

This was simply too much for Beatrice. She grabbed Victoria's thighs and thrust deep inside her pussy, shoving her entire length inside in a single motion.

"Mmmmm!" Victoria moaned into Priscilla's pussy. The rough movement pushed her further into Priscilla, who could not have been happier.

"Ahn, yes!" Priscilla moaned. She leaned forward and put her hands into the blonde's luscious hair. Priscilla grabbed Victoria's head tightly and pushed her deeper into her crotch. "Aahhhhh! Yes! This is where your lying lips belong! Right here, sucking on my clit!"

While Priscilla used Victoria's upper lips for her pleasure, Beatrice pounded the blonde's pussy as fast as she could. She could not control herself. She was in heaven.

My threesome! My first threesome! Beatrice kept repeating in her mind while she grunted and moaned. It was one thing to watch two girls have fun with each other. But to participate in it. To have one of the girls willingly service them both, to fuck her roughly while all three of them moaned, thinking of nothing else but their pleasure. How could she hold back?

Beatrice was too excited. She felt the familiar, pleasurable pressure building, and she gladly raced toward it. Her cock was aching to release inside Victoria's tight pussy. She thrust hard and deep into Victoria until the rising pleasure overwhelmed her and she shot her first stream of cum into Victoria's pussy. Beatrice groaned and sunk her nails into Victoria's plump ass while continuing to unload inside the lustful blonde's warm pussy.

Unleash Your Lust! (18)

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"Yes, that's it! Oh, don't stop!" Priscilla moaned as she kept holding Victoria's head, pushing it into her throbbing clit. Priscilla wrapped her skinny legs around Victoria's upper back, like a spider that caught its prey. The blonde was not going anywhere until she properly satisfied Priscilla.

And Victoria gladly obliged. She held tightly onto Priscilla's small ass, raking it with her fingernails.

"Ahhh, yes!" Priscilla screamed and threw her head back. She bit her lower lip as tears of joy formed in the corners of her eyes.

Beatrice did away with the announcements of the system from her mind's eye. Beatrice was still inside the voluptuous blonde that she just came into. There was no way she would interrupt her first threesome to fiddle with stats and skills. Neither could she possibly go limp during a threesome, despite having already cum four times. Seeing the two girls enjoy each other made the futanari swell again and it was the perfect opportunity to finish what she had started.

Beatrice was well aware that she came first, without bringing Victoria to climax. And that simply could not be left unattended. What kind of a revered lust hero was she, if she couldn't make a slutty big-tittied blonde cum at least once? Beatrice was not about to quit. Her pride as a newly-summoned succubus was on the line!

As her dick hardened, Beatrice moved her hips again, sliding her back and forth inside Victoria's cum-lubricated pussy.

"A-again!?" Beatrice heard Victoria's surprised voice, shocked about the succubus's lack of any refractory period. Victoria must have parted her mouth from Priscilla's pussy, because the petite girl clamped down on Victoria with her legs, tightening her grip and putting the blonde back in her rightful place.

"YEESSS!!" Beatrice heard the High Priest's ecstatic voice behind her. "Our Savior celebrates her arrival to this world in the only proper way—by bringing pleasure to the sexually frustrated! Drowning them and herself in lust! We must follow the example of our Savior!"

"Everyone, unleash your lust!" The high priest screamed even louder. "Your pent-up feelings, your frustrations, your deepest desires that you held back for so long in preparation for this ritual, let it all loose! We must celebrate and bless this day by joining our naked bodies in the oldest and holiest of human acts! An act that brings love! An act that brings life! An act that shall bring us salvation!"

Through her peripheral vision, Beatrice saw men and women all around her undress and remove their robes. But the succubus only cared about the two girls in front of her and paid little mind to what the others did around them. Similarly, Priscilla and Victoria paid no attention to the other priests and priestesses. In fact, neither of them reacted to the newly-started orgy at all. Perhaps, they did not even notice. All of their attention was on each other.

As Beatrice moved in and out of Victoria, she realized that all the present men and women were already naked, engaged in sexual acts with each other. One bald man fucked a skinny, bent-over brunette from behind, while another man took her head and pushed her down on his cock, shoving it down the woman's throat. He rocked his hips back and forth to his own rhythm. Each time he entered her all the way up to his balls, his cock bulged her throat.

Two other women—twins it seemed—sat in the corner and scissored each other. Several men were around them, stroking their cocks while a young woman with short red hair serviced them.

Beatrice even recognized the high priest—the only one here with white hair—having his way with Helen. She was on all fours, with her robes pulled over her, thrusting his cock inside her ass. The high priest pushed the redhead's face against the stone altar, where she gagged on Beatrice's cock earlier before. Helen moaned in pleasure and scraped her fingernails against the stone, clearly enjoying giving herself to carnal pleasures.

But despite all the men and women losing themselves in depravity, not a single one of them dared approach and interfere with Beatrice's threesome. Not once did one come within a ten-foot radius of the succubus. Are they too scared to disturb us? Beatrice wondered. Is it per High Priest's instructions? As long as they did not get in her way, Beatrice didn't care.

Sloppy Kisses (18)

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As the dark oval room filled with echoes of grunting men and moaning women, fucking all around the Succubus, Beatrice concentrated her efforts on Victoria.

Beatrice moved her hips faster and faster. Each of Beatrice's thrusts into Victoria pushed the blonde into Priscilla's pussy. Slowly, but surely, Beatrice took control of Priscilla's pleasure. The faster and deeper the futanari moved, the greater stimulation Priscilla received from Victoria. Priscilla moaned each time Beatrice reached Victoria's deepest point. Beatrice felt as if she was fucking the petite twin-tailed girl.

"Mfm, yesh," Victoria moaned through her busy mouth as her body trembled. She moved her hips against Beatrice's cock, eagerly slamming her shaking hips against Beatrice.

"Ugh, I'm—" Beatrice gasped. She felt the pleasure emanating from her cock rising rapidly. But she wasn't alone. Victoria pushed her hips with all her force, impaling herself on the futanari's rod. Beatrice heard the blonde's muffled screams as she tensed up and her pussy clamped down around the futanari's aching cock.

Even as she came, Victoria buried her face into Priscilla's pussy. That, combined with the excitement of seeing her dear sister lost in pleasure, brought Priscilla closer to her own climax.

"Ah, yes!" Priscilla screamed. "Make me cum! Aaaah! Make me cum, Victoria-chan!"

The blonde's inner muscles kept pulsing around the futanari's cock inside her, and that sent Beatrice over the edge. She gripped Victoria's hips tightly and thrust into her shaking pussy, exploding inside Victoria.

As Beatrice filled Victoria with her cum, the blonde gripped Priscilla's ass and pulled the petite girl's hips into her face, shoving her tongue deep inside Priscilla's pussy. Priscilla lost herself in pleasure.

"I love you! Ahn!" Priscilla screamed as her whole body shook from head to toe. "I love you so much, Victoria-chan! Victoria-chan! Victoriaaaaaaaaaaaaa~!"

With shaking hands and legs, Priscilla kept pushing down Victoria, trying to raise her pleasure as much as possible. To extend her orgasm as long as possible.

-5 Arousal Points

Level up!

Additional Skill Points available!

Again, information tabs appeared in Beatrice's mind's eye, informing her of progress in this world's system, and again Beatrice removed them from her mind's eye. It was a distraction from the scene before her.

Beatrice pulled out of Victoria and got up. She then walked around the fucked blonde and reached to her face. With a gentle touch, Beatrice guided the blissful blonde to her sticky cock. Victoria understood right away—she parted her upper lips before they even reached the futanari's cum-smeared dick. The blonde gently kissed the slippery head with parted lips and slowly took it inside her mouth. She licked the cum and her own juices with her tongue, sucking off the remaining liquid with her lips.

"Ahn," Beatrice moaned as she watched the blonde work on her half-numb cock, enjoying the heavenly service. She then saw Priscilla get up on her knees beside Victoria.

Beatrice didn't know whether Victoria could not or decided on purpose to not take the full length of Beatrice's cock inside her mouth, even though it had softened and was not as girthy as before. This left plenty of Victoria's pussy juices on the shaft, mixed with the futanari's cum. And Priscilla greedily licked it all, savoring every drop of her lover's juices.

Priscilla moved her tongue and lips inch by inch, closer to Victoria's lips that were still around the head of the cock. The two girls' lips connected at the tip of Beatrice's cock. But they did not part from it. Instead, they stared directly into Beatrice's eyes, keeping their lips around the tip of her cock. Victoria's lips were on the left, Priscilla's lips were on the right. They then slowly moved in unison, sliding their wet, sticky lips back and forth on Beatrice's shaft.

"Haaahhh," Beatrice moaned. Her cock was aching, hurting, but she still got hard from the double blowjob of two lovely girls, on their knees before Beatrice. Victoria and Priscilla continued to service the futanari's penis, sucking and licking the trembling shaft from both sides. Finally, they parted from Beatrice's cock and wrapped their arms around each other's naked bodies, exchanging sloppy kisses.

Their tongues were out. They pressed them together, licked each other's lips, invaded each other's mouths. The two girls moaned softly while they exchanging the sticky, bubbly mix of saliva, cum, and pussy juices.

Oh, God, that's hot! Beatrice lost her mind when she saw her fantasies become reality.

The futanari grunted as she violently jerked her penis. It hurt, but she continued regardless. Her cum-addled brain could barely separate pain from pleasure. She was too turned on by the sight of two girls passionately exchanging her cum in their mouths. Beatrice wanted to bring herself to climax one more time as fast as possible. To cover these two girls with her cum while they made out and played with her cum—that would be heaven. That imagined image of her splattering all over their faces, repeated over and over in Beatrice's mind. She felt the numbing heat build again at the base of her shaft.

"Uuhhh, haaah," Beatrice grunted as she jerked her cock with both hands as fast as she could. The friction hurt, but the pleasure increased with the pain. Beatrice's tits bounced back and forth, her whole body trembled. She leaned over her cock, losing all sense of reality. She let out a deep grunt and lost control of her body.

Beatrice's entire body convulsed as she shook and moaned through her mind-numbing, orgasm. Each jet of cum that rushed through the futanari's cum brought her pain and blissful pleasure at the same time. She was still trembling even after cum had long stopped flowing out of her cock.

Beatrice couldn't tell how long she stood there, tortured by her orgasm. Finally, her shaking knees gave out and she collapsed on the floor, lost in the afterglow of her orgasm.

When Beatrice came to her senses, she saw Victoria and Priscilla licking the remains of her cum off of each other's faces. Beatrice couldn't help but smile gleefully as she laid back on the floor and watched the two girls embrace in a deep, passionate kiss.

First Enhancement (18)

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Alright, I should have some unspent Skill Points, right? Beatrice thought, further analyzing her character's system. Let me see… "Skill Points"?

Skill Points

Total Skill Points

12

Unused Skill Points

4

Skill Points in Combat Craft

3

Skill Points in Mischief Craft

2

Skill Points in Eros Craft

3

Oh, I received four Skill Points total during the level-ups? Alright, that should give me some options. Now, to see how they work…

Skill Points

Total Skill Points – 12. Unused Skill Points – 4.

Skill Points are used to enhance skills and acquire new skills Requirements must be met to acquire and enhance skills.

Hmm, seems simple enough, Beatrice thought. Now, about those requirements… If I wanted to enhance a skill… Skill enhancement… What would the requirements be for the [Unnatural Beauty] skill?

Skill Enhancement: Unnatural Beauty (1)

Skill Rank: A

Type: Mischief Craft / Passive

Cost: -

Cooldown: -

Description: Such is the beauty of a Succubus that few can resist staring at her. Straight women turn gay for her, Men cannot help themselves but lust for her body, overcome by the desire to impregnate the succubus and have her bear their child.

Great Willpower or A-Rank and higher protective spells are required to remain unaffected by the Succubus's beauty.

Minimum Requirements:

Character level: 15

Skill Points in Mischief Craft: 15

Skill Points in Eros Craft: 8

Oh, Jesus! Alright, some leveling required for that one. What about new skills? And since my current strategy is to use my Succubus body to its full potential… Sex Craft!

In her mind's eye, Beatrice navigated through her skill tree, searching for skills she could learn, oblivious to the priest orgy around her. Then she came upon a skill that instantly piqued her interest.

Skill Name: Arousal Pool

Rank: F

Type: Eros Craft / Passive

Cost: -

Cooldown: -

Description: Increases Arousal Points cap by 10 Points and additional 2 Points per level.

Minimum Requirements:

Character level: 3

"Sold!" Beatrice said out loud and acquired her first new passive skill. Sure, it would have been wiser to refrain from spending her Skill Points so soon and so impulsively, but Beatrice also learned to appreciate having a clearer head. Like a drowning woman that finally got above the surface to fill her lungs with fresh air, being able to think about other things than sex and having some self-awareness was refreshing. At least for a short moment.

This should help me keep a clearer mind for at least a couple of minutes longer, she thought, and checked her current AP stat.

Arousal Points

3/46 (0.01/sec)

Still nowhere near optimal, but at least it gives me an hour until I really start losing it, Beatrice thought after doing quick math in her head. It's going to be a long day…

Hmm, could I just enhance this skill also? Beatrice wondered and inspected the enhancement information of [Arousal Pool].

Skill Enhancement: Arousal Pool (1)

Rank: E

Type: Eros Craft / Passive

Cost: -

Cooldown: -

Description: Increases Arousal Points cap by 20Points and additional 5 Points per level.

Minimum Requirements:

Character level: 5

Skill Points in Eros Craft: 6

Not just yet, eh? In that case, it might be wise to invest in my main weapon…

Skill Enhancement: Futanari Succubus's Dick (1)

Rank: D

Type: Eros Craft / Passive

Cost: -

Cooldown: -

Description: Even among the already-rare Succubi, a rarer being still is a Futanari Succubus. Possessing the reproductive organs of both genders, it is the only type of Succubus that can successfully impregnate female Humans.

The six-inch thick and veiny dick of a Succubus is able to contort its shape to perfectly fit most desired holes. Tight or loose, it fills them all,ensuring a "tight fit" in every situation.

A successful climax lowers Arousal Points by 20% of maximum AP.

Minimum Requirements:

Character level: 2

Skill Points in Eros Craft: 4

Ah, it switched to percentage removal? Must be because of the rapid increase of the Arousal Point cap. And my dick is increased by an additional inch? It's not like five inches is small or anything, but… For the additional Arousal Point removal, I probably have no choice but to enhance the skill. Yes, for the Points, Beatrice reasoned. Though, in all likelihood even if the enhancement just increased the size by half an inch Beatrice would have still enhanced the skill.

As echoes of moans and screams of pleasure grew louder and louder Beatrice returned from her character management back into reality. She looked around and saw about what could have been expected to take place while she was fiddling with her Skills.

Most of the girls were already covered in cum. A few of them laid on the floor exhausted. Most of the girls—even those that were exhausted beyond the point that they could move or form coherent sentences—were still taken for yet another round by the men that still had the stamina to continue.

The two twins were on their knees, with arched backs, facing each other. Each of the women had one man behind them. They were both probably at least twice the age of the women as they already had plenty of gray hair on their heads and chests. They held the two women's arms behind their backs and pushed their faces into each other.

The men clearly didn't care if they kissed or not and simply used them for their pleasure, which the twins seemed to enjoy. The women simply swayed there with their cheeks pressed against each other, tongues rolled out, and eyes rolled back. They moaned and giggled meekly. Their breasts were flopping back and forth while the men took them roughly from behind.

A young woman with short red hair laid not far from them, passed out with a happy smile on her face. Even with the poor lights from torches on the walls, Beatrice could see that the redhead barely had a square inch of skin that wasn't covered in semen.

The High Priest himself had just finished unloading into Helen's butt. As soon as he pulled out, the redhead turned around and lunged at his thin, long cock, licking it clean with her tongue.

The orgy was reaching its conclusion.

Not good, Beatrice thought, still recovering from the sudden burst of pleasure. No wonder it felt so incredible! The [Succubus's Tail] skill's effect scales with Arousal Points. The closer I get to my max, the higher the impact. My class is really full of weaknesses! How could I possibly ever go into combat with such a set of skills!? But conversely, that means... If it felt so good from just her grabbing the tip of my tail with her hand... Then, if she touched it more… With that naughty mouth of hers…

Beatrice's mind was bombarded by images of all the ways she could make use of her tail. In Beatrice's daydreaming fantasy in mere seconds Mary was already on her knees, at the succubus's mercy.

"Oh, you're much more well-endowed than most of the shitters in this palace," Mary said with a sly smile as she subtly pointed with her index finger at Beatrice's crotch. The head of the futanari's erect penis was sticking out of her lace panties.

"Want a taste?" Beatrice blurted out without thinking.

"You are tempting me, I will not lie," Mary said with hunger in her eyes. "I have no doubt you'd perform better than most of the shitters in this palace who are only good for one thing… I shouldn't… But…"

Mary looked around and stormed to the nearest door. She swung it open and shouted, "Get out!"

"Kyaaaa!!" Beatrice heard two high-pitched screams.

Within five seconds Beatrice saw two half-naked catgirls running out of the room. Their lower garments were similar to a French maid uniform and they both pressed some loose clothing to their breasts as they ran past princess Mary. Both girls had a pair of small furry ears sticking out of their candy-colored hair at the top of their head, next to the black and white headpiece.

As the catgirls ran down the hallway, their long furry tails swinging behind them, Princess Mary took a step into the freed room that the catgirls ran out of. She then turned around, looked at Beatrice and Ember, and said, "Don't just stand there! Get inside! Or are you that much of an exhibitionist?"

With that, Mary went into the room. Beatrice followed the princess, Ember was close behind.

The room was spacious, in similar colors to the hallway, with a large double bed at the far-side wall. Unfortunately for Beatrice, this room was also devoid of windows. The succubus sighed, starting to wonder if she'll ever see the light of day.

Beatrice stepped over a pink bra that was lying on the wooden floor. It was clear as day what the two catgirls were up to in this room. The scattered lingerie. Messy bedsheets. When Beatrice saw two empty glass bottles on the floor by the bed, she chuckled. Did we miss a party or something? The succubus wondered. With each passing second, she was wished more and more that princess Mary had kept the catgirls around for some playtime.

How did Mary know they were here? Beatrice wondered. And weren't those two maids? They had maid uniforms after all. Is that really what maids and servants are up to in their free time in this palace?

"I'll have you know that I'm an A-rank in the S.E.C.R.E.T. guild!" Mary said proudly. "B-ranks and above are highly discouraged from engaging in any sexual activity with D-ranker trash and below. Most of the garbage in this palace is D-rank at best."

"And who the fuck is that anyway?" Mary asked and pointed at the redhead as if she was asking about a piece of furniture. "Your personal fucktoy?"

Yeah basically, Beatrice thought and looked at her bodyguard, acknowledging how close the princess was with her demeaning remark.

"My name is Ember," the redhead said softly and calmly, displaying no emotion toward Mary's rudeness. "I am Lady Beatrice's personal assistant."

"Oh?" Mary smiled as she slowly approached Beatrice and looked at Ember like fresh prey. "And are you going to assist Beatrice in this?"

Mary gently put a single finger on Beatrice's slick tail that was still wrapped around her waist.

"Hn!" Beatrice let out a moan and tensed up. Shivers went down the futanari's spine, culminating in a gentle, warm tingling along the length of her hard cock. Beatrice was expecting this touch, she knew what was coming. Perhaps that was the reason why the pleasure wasn't nearly as overwhelming this time compared to a sudden attack.

Meanwhile, Mary circled around Beatrice, sliding her finger slowly along the succubus's tail. Beatrice bit her lip to avoid moaning. She clenched her fists and ended up standing on her toes as her body moved on its own, mimicking her rising, trembling cock. Even if Beatrice's swollen penis had not been pressed up by her panties, it would have still been pointing straight at the ceiling.

"Some of our beastkin servants have similar reactions if their ears or tails are touched properly," Mary said and stopped behind Beatrice. "But none have reactions nearly as strong as yours. And their fur is disgusting. On the other hand, your tail does not have a strand of hair on it. It's smooth. Strong. Long. Inviting."

Princess Mary got down on her knees and opened her mouth, reaching for the heart-shaped tip of Beatrice's tail.

Beatrice realized what the princess was about to do.

"Wait—" was the only thing Beatrice could meekly say before princess Mary put the heart-shaped tip of the succubus's tail into her mouth. Beatrice's tail spasmed, unleashing a shockwave through her entire body. That same shockwave rushed down the entire length of the futanari's cock in a wave of warm pleasure that causing her cock to swell and twitch.

"Ghuuu," Beatrice groaned as thick bursts of semen erupted out of her penis head that was sticking out of her lace panties. Beatrice shot rope after rope of cum, hitting the exposed skin of her underboobs, splattering all over her giant breasts and bra strings.

-9.2 Arousal Points

Mary took the tip of the succubus's tail out of her mouth and snickered, "Hehe, that was fast! Now I know that your thing is real and not just a rotting piece of stinking meat stitched on there. And look at how wet you are!"

The succubus's panties were soaking through. Her juices were even trickling down her inner thighs.

But Mary wasn't done. She firmly grabbed the end of Beatrice's tail asked with a voice of a kid that was about to pluck the wings off a butterfly, "I wonder what will happen if I do this?"

With one hand Mary slid Beatrice's panties to the side, and with another—guided the succubus's tail to her pussy.

My pussy? Beatrice realized and screamed, "Wait! No!"

But it was too late. Mary plunged the succubus's own tail inside her wet hole without restraint or mercy.

"Whuaaaaahhh!!" Beatrice screamed as her whole body spasmed violently. Mary did not stop. She used the succubus's tail like a cheap dildo and thrust it in and out of her squelching pussy. Waves of pleasure kept rocking Beatrice's body over and over with each thrust. And with each thrust her cock twitched and swelled. It was too much for the inexperienced succubus to handle. Within seconds of Mary's vicious assault on Beatrice's pussy, the succubus's cock burst for the second time.

Beatrice was still shooting cum into the air when her legs gave out and she fell limp to the floor.

Instead, she fell into Ember's soft embrace. The redhead did not let Beatrice fall face-first on the floor in the middle of a brain-numbing orgasm. Beatrice rewarded her loyal bodyguard by spraying her blue robes with her thick cum.

-9.2 Arousal Points

But Mary wasn't satisfied. Ember saw a wild look in the eyes of the princess that had found herself a new toy. She simply slid her hand lower on the succubus's tail before tightening her grip.

Beatrice twitched but was too weak to resist. She simply whimpered, "Huuu, no.. No more… Please… I can't... Anymore…"

There was no way Mary would stop now. She moved the succubus's tail inside her pussy once again. Despite dripping wet, Beatrice let out a yelp of pain. Mary only picked up speed with each plunge, eager to see the futanari's reactions.

Ember was worried for Beatrice and considered stopping this, when she realized that the Savior bucked back onto her own tail, meeting the princesses' rough thrusts. Beatrice's head remained lowered as she moaned loudly, clutching the freckled girl's robes with both hands, barely able to withstand the pleasure of the assault by her own sensitive tail.

Even though Mary took control and was in charge of the rough pace, Beatrice felt as if she was fucking herself. The pleasures of both man and woman joined in a united attack on an already weak mind was not something humans were made to handle.

With tears in her eyes, Beatrice looked up at her adorable bodyguard. She was glowing. Maybe it was her cum-addled, malfunctioning brain causing hallucinations. Beatrice didn't care. She reached up and kissed Ember on the lips, pushing her tongue inside the girl's mouth. Ember didn't resist. She gladly met the Savior's tongue with her own

"Let's see how far you can take this!" Mary shouted and thrust the succubus's tail as deep inside as it would go.

"MMMMMMMMFMFM!!!!" Beatrice screamed into Ember's mouth. Her own tail was pressing against something inside her. Attempting to break inside into a forbidden place. She felt it with her tail, she felt it with every single cell inside her pussy. When her tail broke through, Beatrice's mind went blank.

Ember held Beatrice's convulsing body tightly while Mary grabbed the succubus's trembling tail with both hands and thrust it in with all her strength. Again. And again.

Beatrice moaned continuously into Ember's mouth in a single note while her twitching cock jerked up and down, spurting cum and spraying Ember's robes completely. Even once the last drops of cum were squeezed out of Beatrice's twitching cock, Beatrice still trembled in the ecstatic pleasure with her eyes rolled back. Ember wondered if the Savior could recover from this.

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Ever since sharing that passionate kiss in one of the princess Mary's room, Beatrice wanted to fuck her redhead bodyguard. And Ember's readiness to follow the succubus's order without questions or hesitation made Beatrice want to do her even more.

Ember chanted a spell and placed several flames along the stone walls to light the surrounding area while she herself began undressing her blue robes.

Beatrice already saw the young redhead naked once before—when she was servicing the other men during the cult's orgy. But this time Beatrice could watch the girl closely as she revealed her perky C-cups, her narrow waist. Beatrice felt her cock grow. The tip of her penis already peeked out of her small panties.

The light from the flames fell on Ember from the side accentuating her subtle but visible abs. The redhead was clearly fit, but she did not have the bodybuilder's "six-pack" that Beatrice preferred not to see on a woman anyway.

"How old are you?" Beatrice asked while admiring Ember's youthful skin.

"Twenty-five," Ember answered while she slid out of the remaining robes, revealing her pink pussy.

"For real!?" Beatrice was shocked. "How is that possible? You can't possibly be older than twenty! I-I mean, good for you!"

In all her time here (which wasn't even half a day), Beatrice was yet to savor the taste of a girl's pussy. And she certainly appreciated Ember's nicely shaved pussy that only had a thin trimmed line of pubic hair going straight up from the top of her pussy lips.

"Make a pillow out of those robes and sit your butt down," Beatrice instructed Ember with a smile.

Her bodyguard understood the succubus's intent and smiled back before she sat down, leaned back, and spread her legs. She even looked up at the succubus, licked two fingers with her tongue, and slid them across her pussy lips, parting them slightly, enticing Beatrice.

Beatrice got down on the stone floor, realizing just how freezing cold it was. Ember noticed her Savior's momentary hesitation and after a quick inaudible chant placed her hands on the floor. Heat spread from her across the floor, warming it up considerably. In seconds Beatrice felt surprisingly comfortable on this medieval heated floor.

Beatrice approached Ember slowly. The futanari succubus was eager to jump the girl, and her big hard dick was the undeniable proof if the lust in the succubus's eyes was not enough. Still, Beatrice held back. She wanted to toy with her bodyguard, and she had new Skills she wanted to try out on her too. Ember was willing and even excited to be her Savior's little test subject.

Beatrice started out slow. She slowly licked Ember's smooth and warm inner thighs, patiently working her way closer to the ultimate prize. The first time Beatrice licked Ember's pussy lips she did it as lightly as possible. Ember's deeper inhale through the nose was all Beatrice needed to know she was on point.

Slowly and subtly Beatrice increased the pressure and speed of her tongue, sliding it between Ember's lower lips, attacking from different angles.

"Mm," Ember moaned softly when Beatrice touched her clit with her tongue for the first time.

With a smile at Ember's reactions, Beatrice continued moving her tongue around Ember's clit in circles. Although at first Beatrice had intended to already use her new Skills by now she changed her mind and decided to see this through with just her experience from her past life.

Beatrice found new excitement in licking a new, fresh pussy of an obedient girl. When was the last time? Beatrice wondered. Too long ago to even bother counting the years. It was Beatrice's first time in this world and she was determined for this to be one that Ember remembers for the rest of her life.

Beatrice didn't even bother using her fingers. She decided that her tongue alone will be enough. She continued alternating between using her lips and her tongue. She sucked on it gently, then swirled her tongue around it while it was still in her mouth, continuing this for minutes and minutes on end, getting Ember wetter and wetter.

Beatrice felt Ember's juices flowing, mixing with her saliva. Ember moaned louder. But Beatrice wouldn't give her a quick, strong orgasm. She continued teasing the redhead, driving her to the finish line as slowly as possible. Every time Ember tensed up, and moaned louder, Beatrice eased up her tongue work, bringing Ember back, edging her on.

Ember moved her hips toward Beatrice's tongue, desperate for more pleasure, more stimulation, more pressure on her clit. Beatrice gave her that pressure but eased up each time Ember was close.

"Ohh, not again!" Ember whimpered. "I was so close!"

Beatrice didn't care. She knew what pleasure awaited Ember if they continued this dance. Soon Ember was raising her butt and thrusting her hips at Beatrice. She rested on her forearms and clenched the crumbled garments beneath her in her fists. The cloth was wet from Ember's sweat and a puddle of pussy juices mixed with Beatrice's saliva.

"Don't stop! Please don't stop this time!" Ember begged as her moans got louder and echoed through the tunnels.

She's ready, Beatrice decided. She grabbed Ember's butt with both hands, squeezing her firm cheeks that tensed up as Beatrice sped up her tongue across Ember's swelled, throbbing clit.

"Oh, yes! Ohhh, yessss!!!!" Ember moaned and arched her beck. Beatrice felt her clit tremble in her mouth as Ember's entire body was rocked by an overwhelming orgasm.

It took Ember half a minute before the waves of pleasure let up enough so that she could sink into the wet robes beneath her. Her breasts moved up and down as she struggled to calm down and regain her breath.

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Beatrice had no intention of ending this with just a single orgasm for her bodyguard. The main event was yet to start. After giving Ember a minute to calm down she slowly started licking her swollen clit again.

"Mmmn," Ember moaned. She reached to Beatrice's head, holding it, not sure whether to pull away and protect her over-sensitive pussy or to give in.

Ember did not stop Beatrice, and that was all Beatrice needed. After a couple of minutes of easy playing and luring Ember back into the land of pleasure, Beatrice used her first skill. She touched Ember's clit with the tip of her tongue and cast [Arousing Touch].

"Ohhhh!" Ember moaned and her entire body convulsed. A stream of liquid spurted into Beatrice's face.

Did she just squirt? Beatrice asked herself, barely holding back a self-satisfied smile. Either way, the succubus was not about to stop here. She continued assaulting Ember's pussy with her tongue while before casting her second spell.

Beatrice had checked her stats before. She had fifty stamina to work with, and [Arousing Touch] cost twenty-five Stamina, leaving her with another twenty-five. [Dick Growing] cost twenty Stamina. It actually made some sense why [Arousing Touch] would cost more as it could even be used in combat as a form of crowd control, debilitating a single enemy. Either way, using both skills left the succubus with a meager five Stamina points and possibly defenseless in a case of a sudden attack. But for this experiment that was all Beatrice required.

Beatrice put her hand on Ember's abdomen and cast [Dick Growing] while sucking on Ember's clit.

"Oh my God!" Ember squirmed in pleasure as the magic spell took effect.

Beatrice felt something grow just outside her lips, rubbing against them, and her nose. She looked down and saw a limp penis, growing just where Ember's two pussy lips merged. The dick was summoned limp, but with Ember sinking deeper into pleasure it grew firmer by the second.

"Ooohhh, Whaat-Hnnn," Ember couldn't even form sentences as pleasure overwhelmed her.

As if Beatrice couldn't tell before that Ember was lost in ecstasy by her leaking pussy, it could now be doubly confirmed by her growing, temporary member.

"Wh-whaahn—is—hoooh—going oooooon!?" Ember moaned and looked down, only to see her own erect penis swaying with each of her uncontrollable spasms.

Beatrice saw that her bodyguard's face was flushed. Bright red. The redhead was truly in heat. Her eyes were as wet as her pussy. The girl couldn't hold back from reaching to her swollen cock.

"Uhnn!" Ember moaned just from touching the tip of her newly formed penis. "W-what is this... Is this what men feel like... When they touch themselves?"

With her right hand, Ember reached to her pussy, sliding it between herself and Beatrice's lips. Ember rubbed it across her wet lower lips and sunk her fingers inside to lube them up with her own juices. Then she smeared those very juices across the upper part of her throbbing cock and moved her hands up and down.

Beatrice was as hard as a rock as she watched this scene and continued to lick Ember.

"Nhaaah! No way!" Ember moaned as her whole body shook. She couldn't handle the overwhelming pleasure. Her already-sensitive clit, enhanced by magic was stimulated to greater heights than ever, increasing her arousal to which new penis responded with its own heat-waves and demands for stimulation, sending more pleasure across Ember's body, forming a feedback loop that slowly but surely drove the poor girl insane.

Beatrice's cock throbbed as she listened to Ember's sultry moans. She looked up and saw the redhead massage her cock with lustful abandon as any man would. Beatrice couldn't hold back from reaching to her own cock and jerking it with both hands as well.

Beatrice didn't know what had got into her. It could not have been just the Arousal Points. Was it Ember's pussy juices? Or was she just too high on lust from seeing this young, adorable redhead moan and twist her skinny, youthful body as she massaged her erect cock, giving herself up to new sensations?

Beatrice knew the true way to give pleasure to a cock. From first-hand experience, the futanari knew that just mere hands were, good, but nowhere near enough. And the succubus got the urge to give her bodyguard proper pleasure.

She stopped licking Ember's pussy, and moved upward, reaching to Ember's cock with her mouth.

"M-my lady?" Ember uttered weakly when she saw Beatrice's lips approach her throbbing penis. Beatrice was close, too close. "Hah! Wh—hnnn... What are you—"

"Aaah," Beatrice opened her mouth and took the tip of Ember's cock inside.

"Oh God!!! Ahn!"

What am I doing? Beatrice wondered as she licked the head of Ember's cock with her mouth. It was the first cock Beatrice sucked in this world. The first cock she had sucked ever. Once upon a time, she could never imagine herself doing something like this. But now...

Beatrice remembered how Helen serviced her on the altar. How much joy she gave. How much joy she received. And how Helen serviced the High Priest, to the point that her throat bulged. Could I do that too? How would it feel to take it deep down, all the way?

Just at the thought of taking another cock deep into her mouth, imagining the pleasure she would give, made Beatrice's own cock swell. She rubbed it furiously with one hand while rubbing Ember's cock with another. Beatrice had to know just how deep she could take it.

"Ahn! Lady Beatrice... Lady Beatrice!!! S-Something... Nnhhh!"

Beatrice could feel that Ember was close. The redhead's cock swelled in the succubus's mouth. It was now or never. Beatrice opened her mouth as much as she could and slowly lowered herself on Ember's throbbing cock that was about to explode.

"Ghaa," Beatrice let out involuntary sounds as she stretched her mouth to the limit. It can't fit! Beatrice thought. I can't possibly take anymore! Her own body resisted, yet Beatrice tried to get just a little more inside. With both hands, she jerked her own cock, about to burst from the mere realization of what she was actually doing.

"Ahn! My Lady, I... I—" Ember arched her back. She was no longer in control of what was coming. Her hips shook, signaling the wave of cum that was about to burst.

Beatrice lowered herself more on Ember's cock. The tip of it pressed hard against the back of Beatrice's mouth and she gagged involuntarily. She winced and felt tears roll down her face.

"Aaaahhhh!!!" Ember screamed and released rope after rope of cum right in Beatrice's mouth.

"Blrgh!" Beatrice gagged again when the first rope of cum hit her the back of her throat. And at that same moment—while her mouth was under assault—her lower body shot waves of hot pleasure across her body as she burst her own load, splashing cum against the stone floor below her.

Beatrice rose from Ember's cock as the second rope filled her mouth. As soon as the foreign dick slipped out of her mouth, Beatrice felt more cum splashing right in her nose and across the left side of her face and closed eye.

"Gaaah," Beatrice let cum drip from her open mouth right on the cock that she just sucked while she squeezed every last drop out of her own cock.

Ember moved toward the blue-haired succubus, lovingly put her hands around Beatrice's head, and started licking her own cum off Beatrice's face. Soon, her cum-covered tongue found its way into Beatrice's mouth and the two girls exchanged deep kisses. Both their mouths were full of the redhead's cum, and they gladly slurped it out of each other's mouths, mixing it with their saliva and greedily gulping it down.

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The mage was not right in the head. Beatrice knew that. It was abominable to ask someone to rape another and fantasize about that. Beatrice knew that too. Only a truly sick person would get aroused at the prospect of having a sexual intercourse that would end in death. It was. It was and yet Beatrice found her heartbeat quicken and her dick grow stronger as she watched the demented girl masturbate atop her captured former comrade.

Beatrice did not find the thought of raping an unwilling victim exciting in the slightest. She was hard for a different reason. In all her life, this or the previous one, she never experienced sex with a partner who truly got off on rough, hardcore sex. Not any of the light butt-slapping. The really depraved stuff.

Eventually, Beatrice had settled for the thought that women who claimed to be into that sort of stuff on the internet were either lying or were actually men posing as women for laughs. Sure, Beatrice saw all kinds of degrading stuff in pornos, but that was just that—videos for cheap entertainment. One sicker and more extreme than the other, fighting for attention in the oversaturated market. Or it was something desperate women would let men do to themselves for one sad reason or another.

Sure, it might have been a shallow and narrow-minded perspective. But it was a way for Beatrice to cope with the fact that she never encountered a true masochist that would get horny from a strong hand around her neck and a hard slap across the face.

But to see a young, twenty-something-year-old, laying on another girl right there in front of Beatrice, masturbating to the fantasy of being roughly fucked in all holes while being choked out, genuinely begging for the ultimate taboo, with no strings or conditions attached, nothing for her to be gained… For Beatrice, it was a surreal sight.

If she finds pleasure in being used in the most extreme ways imaginable, would I be in the wrong to give it to her? Beatrice wondered as she listened to Tabitha's moans and lightly slid her fingers across her hot cock, craving for stimulation. If it is her dream. Her ultimate desire. If I was truly the only one that could give this girl what she desperately craved for, begged for, why would it wrong for me to fulfill her fantasy? God knows I want to stuff her full.

But I can't, Beatrice argued with herself. Not yet. The person she imagines me to be. The savior that is greater than any demon from beyond. I'm not that person yet. But what if I confess that to her? How disappointed will she be? She just betrayed her team for this. Will she hate me? What the hell am I thinking!? I want to fuck her brains out and push her masochism to its limits!

"Ahn, please!" Tabitha begged. "I can see your hard cock! Why aren't you ravaging me with it? Please, shove it down my throat—haaah! I can take it! My gag reflex is long gone! But if you want to see me vomit, you can just punch me in the stomach. I'll lick it up if that's what you're into, just—mmf—please... Do you want me to crawl to you on all fours?"

Tabitha got up on her hands and knees and slowly approached Beatrice and Ember. The ninja girl tried to use this opportunity to get out of her restraints but only managed to roll around on the ground as the yellow rings binding her remained strong.

"Ahn!" Olivia screamed when walls of flame appeared on both sides around her.

"Don't move!" Ember ordered in a soul-chilling tone. Both Olivia and Beatrice understood that Ember could end the ninja's life with the snap of her fingers without a second thought or hesitation.

Doesn't that mean I would be lying to her? Beatrice desperately fought against her rising urge to ravage the crawling, begging mage. Using her? But that's what she wants!! Does she even realize what she's asking for? Can she even handle my huge cock inside her ass? What about my tail? Oh my God, I could fill her ass and pussy at the same time, all by myself!! What would that feel like? Would she moan? Would she scream? Would she cry? Would it be from pain? From pleasure? Both? How do would I know? I heard there are safe words for—whogivesafuckjustfuckheralready!!! I want to fill her ass and have her scream from masochistic pleasure!

It's been so long since I've fucked! Beatrice was losing it. She moved her panties to the side. They were in the way! The futanari slowly stroked her cock as she watched the green-haired girl crawl toward her. As hot as that quickie with Ember was, I didn't screw her. And that princess screwed me!! How long was it? How long were we here?

"Ahn!" A moan escaped Beatrice.

The realization flashed through Beatrice's mind that her Arousal Points must have been close to full again. But she did not bother to look if that was the case or how full they were. No. She did not look on purpose. Beatrice knew she wanted to fuck a true masochist. This gift from heaven was too good to pass up! No Arousal Points would change that.

The succubus gathered what little remained of her willpower and moral values and said to Tabitha, "If your only wish is to be ravaged and consumed by a demon, I will not grant you that wish now."

"Ahn?" Tabitha moaned in disappointment and looked up at Beatrice. The futanari's cock cast a shadow on Tabitha's face from the light of Ember's fires.

"One day, I will grant you the pleasure that no mortal being has ever experienced in this world," Beatrice said and reached down to Tabitha's neck. Beatrice noticed her hand tremble for a moment. She was about to experience a different side of herself. A darker side. One she had fantasized about in her past life, but never got a chance to explore. Never hoped to explore.

Beatrice grabbed and squeezed the mage's neck tightly, pulled her up to her own face, and said, "But only if you prove to be a fun and useful toy!"

"Gh," Tabitha smiled despite struggling to breathe.

"Is that what you want?" Beatrice asked. "To be a fun toy?"

"Ghee," Tabitha nodded.

Slap!

Beatrice slapped Tabitha hard across her face.

"I can't hear you!" Beatrice said strongly.

"Gh-hyeesh," Tabitha struggled. "Yesh!"

"'Yes' what?"

"I... whanth... tho bhe... hah... thoy!"

Beatrice spat in Tabitha's eye and asked, "What kind of a toy?"

"Whath...hevher... hyou whanth!"

Beatrice let go of Tabitha's neck and the mage collapsed to the ground, coughing and gasping.

"Prove it!" Beatrice ordered.

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With a hard cock, Beatrice looked over the gasping mage lying at her feet. What little cloth used to cover Tabitha's private areas was already sliding off. Only one of the mage's perky C-cups remained covered, revealing the light pink nipple on her right breast.

Beatrice barely held back from ravaging the mage, but she deliberately commanded the girl to prove her depraved commitment to what they were about to do.

Beatrice was going out of her comfort zone. She was not a harsh or cruel person in her past life and had no intention to become one in this life. But even as a sexual game, the succubus had never acted out a role this fierce. And while it was something she had fantasized about, it was only under the condition that the enjoyment was mutual.

Beatrice had no tolerance for cruelty. No matter how rough or degrading the sexual treatment that Tabitha demanded would be, even if tears rolled down the mage's eyes and she cried in pain, Beatrice had to be certain Tabitha got mental or physical pleasure from the act.

The succubus did have the [Arousing Touch] skill, but according to the skill's description, it only worked to increase the arousal. And Beatrice was not willing to use that skill to make someone do something they would not otherwise.

"Well? What are you waiting for?" Beatrice asked harshly while Tabitha recovered.

"I-I'm sorry!" startled, Tabitha jumped to her knees. She was still breathing hard as spit drooled down her lower lip and chin, but she wasted little time and started stroking Beatrice's hard cock with one hand while she wiped her eyes with the other.

The succubus found this scene incredibly sexy, and her arousal kept her hard despite the friction being slightly unpleasant. But after only a couple of strokes, Tabitha realized her error and spat on Beatrice's dick to lube it up with her own saliva and proceeded to stroke the entire length of the futanari's shaft with both hands.

"That's better," Beatrice grunted. But not even ten seconds had passed before the horny succubus already grew impatient. "How long do you plan to give me a second-rate handjob?"

"Ah!" the flustered mage gasped, realizing the error of her ways, and opened her mouth, moving her head closer to the succubus's cock.

First, the mage took just the tip of Beatrice's cock, stroking the shaft some more, while her tongue slid around the underside of the glans. But Tabitha breathed deeper through the nose, relax her jaw and let Beatrice's cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. As her cock filled Tabitha's mouth, Beatrice felt resistance in the back of the mouth, the mage's throat was not yet ready to accept the veiny girth of Beatrice's member. But Tabitha was determined, adjusted her tongue under Beatrice's cock, and—while looking into Beatrice's eyes—simulated swallowing to open up the entrance to her throat and let Beatrice inside.

Tabitha slowly slid her slippery lips across Beatrice's shaft, struggling with even just the head of Beatrice's penis inside her throat. Despite being only six inches long, the girth of the succubus's cock proved a challenge for the mage—her stomach involuntarily jerked and she gagged on the cock before her lips could touch the base of Beatrice's ball-less cock.

"Ghaah!" Tabitha withdrew from Beatrice's cock before the contents of her stomach escaped her. A thick strand of translucent saliva still connected her mouth with Beatrice's cock when Tabitha got back to jerking it, coughing for the violation of her narrow throat.

"Is that all you're capable of?" Beatrice asked the mage, shaming her for her poor performance. "Just moments before you were spouting all that nonsense about wishing to be used, and yet this is your limit?"

"No! I'm sorry!" Tabitha cried, stroked the futanari's cock, and put it back into her mouth, almost as if in an apology. She tried to force it down her throat again, but with a similar result—pulling back coughing, and spitting as her eyes watered again. "I'm sorry—cough—It's just that you're so… Compared to Sebastian—I thought he was big, but you…"

"What? Did he have a straw for a cock?" Beatrice asked. Spoiled by the skill of the girls from her sex cult, the Succubus had quickly gotten used to the idea that anyone could effortlessly service her slightly above-average girl-cock.

Ember chuckled. She stood some twenty feet from Beatrice, keeping an eye on the bound ninja girl.

"He doesn't compare!" Tabitha gasped before taking Beatrice's cock back into her mouth. She bobbed her head, sucking and licking veiny member, competently servicing the succubus while letting her throat rest.

Meanwhile, Ember walked closer to the both of them and said, "I've seen this from time to time in the S.E.C.R.E.T. guild—girls getting used to one partner, thinking themselves to be far more skilled than they actually are. She just needs to be properly broken in."

Both Beatrice and Tabitha looked at the redhead and found a devilish smile on her face.

"If only I had my toys with me," Ember lamented as she looked down on Tabitha. "I'd have you pay for those remarks about me."

Toys, huh? Beatrice thought as she recalled seeing something about this in the Skill Tree. I do have one more Skill Point left…

Letting Tabitha service her, Beatrice mentally retreated into her Skill System and opened up the Skill Tree in her mind's eye. The succubus glanced over all the locked or acquired Skills and found the one she remembered.

Skill Name: Summon Sex Toys

Rank: F

Type: Eros Craft / Active

Cost: 5 Stamina

Cooldown: 5 Minutes

Description: Allows a Succubus to summon toys that are unavailable to the inhabitants of this world. Summons a flexible silicone dildo, that lasts for up to thirty minutes. Limited adjustments of size and shape are available before summoning.

Minimum Requirements:

Character level: 2

At the time Beatrice thought it to be an utter waste to use a Skill Point on something like this. But now the choice was obvious to the horny Succubus who was too intrigued by her bodyguard's suggestive comments. Without a second thought, the overly excited futanari traded her last Skill Point for a dildo on demand.

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With the cost of just 5 Stamina, Beatrice did not hesitate to use her new Skill to summon the biggest dildo she could and ended up with a flexible, silicone, pink dildo in her slender, delicate hands. In length, the dildo was just below seven inches, not including the decorative testicles which the Succubus herself did not possess. The succubus frowned for a moment when she realized that her summoned toy was longer than her own real live thing, but cheered herself up with the fact that she was the clear winner in the girth department. The dildo also had a suction cup base, but Beatrice could not foresee it coming into play with the uneven surfaces of the tunnels they were in.

"Will this work?" Beatrice asked as she tossed the dildo to her bodyguard.

"Oh?" Ember was surprised to see the new item appear seemingly out of nowhere, but despite that effortlessly caught the toy into her left hand.

"What is this material?" Ember asked, not even bothering to hide her amazement as she closely examined the dildo in her hands, sliding two fingers across the smooth surface of the artificial phallic object.

"Something from my realm," Beatrice spoke in half-truths. "So?"

"It's a little on the small side, but it will serve its purpose," Ember said with a mischievous smile. The redhead then walked up to Tabitha while Beatrice took a couple of steps to the side, to have a clear view of everything. For a second Tabitha reached to Beatrice's cock, which moved away from the mage, but recoiled her hand when Ember's shadow fell upon her.

Even though Ember herself was of a smaller frame, Beatrice couldn't help but feel that the redhead towered over Tabitha. It was more than just a matter of size. Beatrice could almost feel a subjugating aura emanating from her bodyguard. Judging by Tabitha's timid expression, she felt it too. She pulled her hands closer to her naked chest, looking at Ember with curiosity and worry. Holding the pink dildo in her hand firmly by the balls, Ember looked down at her prey with a smile of a jock that was about to deflower a clueless, naïve college girl. And her intent proved far more dastardly.

Without warning, Ember jammed four fingers into Tabitha's mouth, pulled down the girl's jaw, forcing her mouth wide open, and thrust the pink dildo into the girl's mouth and down her throat, all the way to the base, pressing the silicone balls into Tabitha's chin. Beatrice saw Tabitha's throat bulge as her back arched and her entire body jerked.

Beatrice saw Tabitha convulse through her stomach once. Twice. On the third time, Ember roughly pulled the dildo out. The girl rose half a foot, following the dildo with her contorted, wide-open mouth. Thick saliva escaped her, attached to the dildo and Tabitha collapsed to the ground coughing, covering her mouth, afraid that her stomach contents would follow the dildo.

But Ember gave the girl no rest—she grabbed Tabitha by the neck and with a single hand pulled her up—back on her knees where Tabitha belonged—displaying feats of strength that should not be possible for a girl her size.

"Open you mouth!" Ember commanded in a strong and merciless tone. Not even a hint of kindness remained in Ember's red eyes, which—usually warm and passionate—now appeared impossibly cold.

Tabitha did not dare to disobey her new master, whose voice bounced from wall to wall, echoing through the tunnels. With teary eyes, she opened her mouth and Ember jammed the dildo back down her throat. This time though she did not hold it down. She pulled the dildo nearly completely out, Beatrice even saw the edge of the fake head on the dildo appear on the inner edges of Tabitha's trembling lips before Ember again forcefully thrust the dildo into the gagging girl's mouth. She thrust the dildo in and out of Tabitha's throat with a relentless speed, as if trying to test just how much she can get away with.

"Glhu-glhu-glhu-glh-glh—" depraved squelching escaped Tabitha's throat as her neck bulged and contracted, her lips and neck were covered in throat slop that Ember pulled out along with the dildo and drooled down to her tits in long, sticky strands.

"Glhu-GLHUHAAAA!" Tabitha finally escaped Ember's assault and coughed out a small while puddle of slop that landed on her thighs and smeared across them.

"Kha! Kha!" With tears in her eyes, Tabitha coughed and gasped for air as more liquid hanged from her mouth in thick strands, slowly drooping down. She tried to wipe her mouth with the back of her hand, but Ember grabbed her hand and smacked her across the face with the dildo.

"Who told you to touch your mouth!?" Ember asked the girl in a loud voice. She then let go of Tabitha's hand and with her own hand smeared the thick saliva from Tabitha's mouth all across the assaulted girl's reddish, wet face.

"That's a good slut!" Ember said with a smile as she grabbed tightly Tabitha's both cheeks, squeezing the degraded girl's face. "Who's a good slut?"

"Ghi am," Tabitha gasped.

"Then open that fucking mouth wider!" Ember demanded, but instead of waiting for the girl to act, forced her mouth open with her hand before thrusting the dildo back in.

Beatrice jerked her cock with both hands. The sight of a beautiful naked woman in the prime of her years on her knees, gagging and gurgling on a long dildo in her throat was too much to bear. She's not resisting at all, Beatrice thought to herself. It took immense willpower for the futanari not to cum then and there, as she wanted to cum inside the dominated girl, yet didn't want to interrupt her own private show.

But when Beatrice saw Tabitha reach down to her pussy and start violently rubbing herself off, that took the succubus over the edge. She knew she was beyond the point of no return. She rushed to Tabitha and Ember—

"Ah!" Ember noticed the succubus approach and stepped aside while pulling the dildo out of Tabitha's mouth just in time for Beatrice to grab Tabitha's face with both hands and thrust deep into her mouth.

"Mff!" only for a brief moment muffled moans escaped Tabitha's mouth, before Beatrice's cock penetrated her throat.

"Ghuuu!" Beatrice grunted as she finally unloaded her cum down Tabitha's throat. At the same time, Beatrice felt cum rush through her tail. Recalling the additional effects of her Upgraded [Succubus's Tail (1)] Skill, Beatrice had only enough time to move her twitching tail and aim the head at Tabitha's naked back before a fountain of sperm erupted and splattered all the throat-fucked girl. Beatrice held Tabitha's head down tightly, pushing her down on her trembling cock as much as she could, and slightly jerked her hips forward with each rope of cum that she sent into Tabitha's stomach while more sperm flowed down her spine, toward her ass.

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"My, you're an impatient one," Ember said with a sly smile as she watched Beatrice grunt like an animal while holding Tabitha's head firmly with both her hands and cumming down the submissive girl's throat with the entire length of her cock fully stimulated by Tabitha's mouth and throat.

Only when the very last drop was squeezing out of her cock, did Beatrice let go of Tabitha's head and let the girl finally gasp for a breath of fresh air. Beatrice still breathed heavily, her chest rising and falling with each deep breath through her mouth. She looked down at her cock which was still firm and covered in bubbly, translucent, thick saliva. She then looked down at the violated Tabitha who struggled to come to her senses after the prolonged assault on her throat first by Ember, then by Beatrice.

Beatrice looked at her own two hands, still slightly trembling from the excitement. The succubus understood that although she had passed the buck to her bodyguard, in the end, she used the girl for her own pleasure all the same. Was that who she really was? Could she really pass all the blame on the Arousal System? Beatrice kept reminding herself that Tabitha was really into being violated. She even masturbated during it after all!

But in the end, Beatrice's experience in these kinds of plays was severely lacking. Even though this was a completely different life from her previous one. Even though she was a completely different person now. Even though she had resolved to devote her life to precisely these types of perversions that she missed out on in her previous life, Beatrice could not disregard the fact that it was a real human being she just abused. It's fine, she kept telling herself. Just another type of sexual act that we both enjoyed in our own way. Stop being such a soft, pathetic weakling! You're a different person now! This girl is literally all you could hope for! A gift from the heavens! Get a grip!

Beatrice's thoughts were suddenly interrupted when Ember took a swift step toward her and grabbed the succubus by the throat. The freckled redhead's momentary toyful demeanor swiftly changed back to a rough, dominating one. She did not let go of Beatrice's by the throat, instead, she tightened her grip, squeezing hard on the gentle neck of the succubus, and said, "You'll have to be punished for interrupting my play!"

"Wh-what—gkh—are you doing?" Beatrice asked weakly, struggling not only to speak but also for breath from the sudden cut-off of the oxygen by her own bodyguard.

"Isn't it obvious?" Ember asked ominously and then grabbed Beatrice's sleek, overly sensitive tail about ten inches from the tip and jammed it into the Succubus's wet pussy without warning.

"GHGHHUAAKHHHAAA!!" Beatrice screamed as her entire body jolted from the overstimulation. Her back arched, sending her big breasts flopping into the air as the Succubus's eye's bulged from the sudden wave of mind-crushing pleasure.

Overly excited, the Succubus let her guard go completely and let her major weakness—her sensitive tail exposed for abuse. Just a simple touch of her tail would be already pleasurable all on its own but combined when thrust into her pussy that already was dripping wet from the degenerate show before her and thrust deeply by her own tail that was even more sensitive than her own cock...

To be thrust into and in some sick, perverted, arousing way be also the one that ends up doing the thrust... Penetrating herself... Feeling the foreign object hit something deep within her while also feeling hitting something with her tail WHILE the airflow of to her brain has been suddenly obstructed... Was there any wonder that she couldn't stop leaking cum from her cock, disregarding the fact that she came not even a minute ago?

But it took the cum-addled mind of the Succubus some time to realize that her twitching cock was already shooting her second load of cum. And even as she realized this, she could do little more than whimper weakly while looking down at the dark-red, gigantic head of her cock that continued oozing cum that fell to the floor, increasing the puddle under her feet.

Beatrice bit her lip, unable to come to terms with her mixed feelings of intense pleasure and deep shame. She still felt both her tail deep inside her and Ember's strong hold on her neck. Realizing that both of those contributed to her mind-shattering orgasm, Beatrice wrestled with the reality that she might have discovered masochistic tendencies she never knew she had.

Was it wrong? Shameful? Degrading? If anyone knew... But the pleasure what undeniable! What did that make of her? Was she just another pervert? No better than the mage that proclaimed her wish to be used, abused, and ultimately fucked to death?

All those questions disappeared from Beatrice's mind she felt Ember's soft lips upon her own. Ember's warm, gentle hands, sliding across her shoulders. Ember's soft tongue entering her mouth. Every touch was kind, soft, and reassuring. Beatrice embraced her bodyguard and the two girls exchanged a long, deep, passionate kiss.

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"I think that slut is ready for some proper treatment," Ember said with a smile while lovingly looking into Beatrice's eyes.

"Y-yes," Beatrice answered with a single word. At that moment the succubus felt she would've agreed to anything Ember proposed, but she couldn't deny how her heart jumped at the thought of continuing this new experience with Ember's guide. And it turned out that her heart wasn't the only thing that jumped as Ember's downward look and coy smile pointed to the reawakening of the futanari's cock.

Just as Ember turned to Tabitha who was on her knees beside them, Beatrice grabbed the redhead's hand and said, "Wait!"

Ember turned around with a curious smile and warmly asked, "What is it?"

Beatrice swallowed, inhaled, and said, "I want us to both to fuck her at the same time! From the front and behind!"

Ember slightly opened her mouth, but before she could reply Beatrice activated her [Dick Growing] Skill, casting it on Ember, using her hand for the direct skin contact requirement.

"Ah!" Emer gasped when she felt a familiar growth and throbbing between her legs.

"We don't have much time," Beatrice reminded Ember.

Her bodyguard replied with a wink and turned around to Tabitha, pulled her by the hair, and said in a loud, cold voice, "You hear that slut? On your hands and knees."

Ember roughly shoved the girl into position and undid her own robes.

Beatrice walked around Tabitha, who got into a doggy-style position as commanded. Tabitha looked disoriented and confused but gasped when she saw a huge hard cock unveiled from under Ember's robes.

Ember did not miss the opportunity to fill the opening so graciously provided.

"Oh, yes, I remember now!" the redhead moaned as for the second time in her life she enjoyed the warmth of a girl's mouth around her cock. "But don't think I'll be nearly as gentle as I was with her."

"Mmf?" Tabitha obviously didn't have a clue what Ember was talking about.

However, the redhead's words left a big impact on Beatrice who's cock filled with blood and swelled further at the thought that Ember obviously would treat her differently. Thinking about the pleasure they gave each other before and would give again, Beatrice now wanted to fuck this submissive girl together with her caring bodyguard. The futanari got on her knees behind Tabitha, put the swollen head of her cock against the girl's pussy lips, and thrust inside, all her length, all at once.

Each of the succubus's thrusts fucked Tabitha further into Ember's cock, forcing Tabitha to gag as the cock kept pushing through, forcing open her jaw and squeezing down her throat.

"Ah, let's turn this slut around!" Ember told Beatrice.

Beatrice saw no reason to object and the two girls withdrew out of Tabitha, before flipping her on her back. Beatrice wasted no time. She lifted up the girl's legs, putting them on her own shoulders, and proceeded to thrust into her pussy, watching the breasts flop back and forth. With Tabitha on her back, it opened a straight path for Ember to reach even deeper down Tabitha's throat.

"Open wide!" Ember ordered Tabitha.

Tabitha eagerly opened her mouth, but instead of a cock she had the silicone dildo thrust into her mouth instead.

"Ghlu-ghlu-ghlu—" Tabitha let out the same sounds from her throat as before under Ember's relentless assault. The girl coughed and whimpered when Ember finally let her catch her breath only to reward Tabitha with hard slaps on both her cheeks with the slop-covered dildo.

"Why are you crying!?" Ember shouted. "You don't want your throat roughed up!?"

"I—KEHE—I want—OOH! … Your cock… I want your cock!" Tabitha begged as she moaned with tears in her eyes and bit her lower lip from the similarly brutal assault of her pussy by Beatrice.

"Who cares what you want!?" Ember disregarded Tabitha's pleas with a devilish grin. "If you want it that badly, beg for it!"

"Plea-ghu—" Tabitha's plea was interrupted by the same dildo thrust down her throat.

"I can't hear you," Ember said as she thrust the dildo in and out of the gagging girl.

"Pl-glhu-please—ghaaa—give me—ghuaa—your cock, I—ghu-ghu-ghu-ghu-ghaaaa… I want it so bad," Tabitha whimpered.

Ember laughed and said, "Open your mouth wide and stick out your tongue!"

"Ah~" Tabitha gladly obeyed. Saliva dripped from her stuck-out tongue, down her turned-over face, and even got into her left eye, which she closed, but kept her mouth as wide open as she could. Tabitha even pushed her breasts close together and forward, trying to entice her new mistress in any way she could.

Ember aligned her hard cock with Tabitha's open mouth and finally rewarded Tabitha with the thing she desired so badly.

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Tabitha cried from joy when she felt Ember's cock in her mouth, but her face soon contorted in the struggle as Ember pushed deeper than ever before due to a favorable position. While Beatrice fucked Tabitha's pussy, she saw her neck bulge further and further down, clearly noting the depth of Ember's cock.

Ember was not satisfied with just that, however. She put both her hands on Tabitha's neck, squeezing tightly, and proceeded to thrust her own hips back and forth, using the girl's throat like a cheap sex toy.

"Haah, this whore is first class!" Ember grunted as she choked Tabitha, squeezing her neck around her cock, stimulating her cock beyond reason.

Beatrice was astonished that Ember still hadn't cum. The succubus had no doubt she would've cum by now, and the only reason she hadn't already was her two previous climaxes mere minutes ago. But even despite that Beatrice had to slow down her own pace inside Tabitha because the way Ember used Tabitha was too stimulating for Beatrice's senses.

The succubus knew first-hand that submitting to yourself to rough handling could bring immense pleasure. And this was doubly confirmed by the way Tabitha's pussy muscles contracted around Beatrice's cock in rhythm with Ember's thrusts.

Beatrice could barely withstand the unusual stimulation around her cock and couldn't help but wonder what heights of pleasure was Tabitha reaching from such brutal choking and throat-fucking and if she too would drown in ecstasy should she find the courage to give herself to such degrading treatment.

Finally, the stimulation proved too much for Ember. The redhead thrust harder and faster. Her moans grew loud enough to rival Tabitha's gurgling and squelching. Beatrice could clearly see Tabitha's face turn red and got legitimately worried for the girl's wellbeing. But before she could decide whether to do something, Ember thrust hard, arched her back, and climaxed into Tabitha's throat while squeezing the girl's neck tightly.

The second her orgasm subsided, Ember let go of Tabitha's neck and withdrew her softening cock. With the orgasm reached, her temporary cock quickly shriveled and disappeared.

Beatrice breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Tabitha cough and desperately gasp for fresh air to fill her deprived lungs. But just as Beatrice's mind was put at ease about Tabitha's wellbeing, her thoughts were swiftly overtaken by a singular purpose—she was not yet done with the girl. She too wanted to experience the orgasm brought on by fucking a totally submissive girl senseless.

Beatrice pulled out of Tabitha's trembling pussy, got up, and walked over to Ember. The succubus then kissed the redhead passionately on the lips, recalling how great it felt when Ember did that to her. Satisfied with the kiss, but still desiring a greater satisfaction, Beatrice retraced her bodyguard's actions and pulled Tabitha up by her hair, into the proper position on her knees.

But before Beatrice gave Tabitha the same treatment Ember did, she picked up the slippery pink dildo that Ember left on the ground.

"Ah," Tabitha gasped, frowning in disappointment as she looked at the toy that—as she thought—was once again about to replace the real thing.

But Beatrice—hard at the thought of what she was about to do—placed her left hand on the back of Tabitha's head, guiding her mouth onto her veiny cock while leaning forward, over Tabitha.

"Ooh," Beatrice moaned in pleasure as her cock slid inside the warm, lubricated, thoroughly stretched mouth of Tabitha. And while she slowly pulled Tabitha down on her cock, with the dildo in her right hand she reached for Tabitha's asshole. Beatrice placed the tip of the dildo against Tabitha's tight muscular ring and slid it around in a small circle, smearing it with the girl's own, thick throat juices, preparing her back entrance.

"Mmm!" Tabitha moaned, realizing what the succubus's plan was, but that was all she had time to do as Beatrice pushed the lubricated dildo into Tabitha's ass with a singular purpose.

"Mhmmm!" Tabitha moaned into Beatrice's cock, but the succubus only pushed Tabitha's head further onto her engorged cock, pushing through the entrance to her throat. It was no difficult task, as Ember had properly prepared the girl for her Savior.

After the first inch of Beatrice's cock entered Tabitha's throat it was a matter of seconds before Beatrice was fully inside Tabitha's mouth once again. And this time she had no intention of letting Tabitha go. Instead, the futanari gripped the pink dildo tightly and pushed it deep into Tabitha's asshole, all the way to the balls of the silicone penis.

Tabitha moaned and her throat muscles contracted around Beatrice's cock. Beatrice's already great pleasure from the extremely tight fit inside Tabitha's throat was now magnified by the irregular massage of the girl's throat muscles.

Beatrice lost herself more and more by the second from the pleasure. Her right eye twitched, her hands trembled. Eager to increase the pleasure even more she started thrusting the dildo in and out of Tabitha's asshole. Just like Ember did to Tabitha's throat previously, which gave Beatrice the current perverted idea.

Tabitha gagged, moaned, and cried, choking on the succubus's cock, yet at the same time cumming through her asshole. To increase her own demented pleasure, she once again started rubbing her clit wildly.

This time, Beatrice didn't even notice the arousing act. She was lost in her own little world of heavenly ecstasy. She moaned and screamed, letting her own tears of joy flow from her eyes, further obstructing her already blurry vision, impaired by her dopamine-overloaded brain.

Feeling her orgasm approaching fast and cum build-up at the base of her cock, Beatrice kept vigorously abusing Tabitha's twitching asshole and pushed Tabitha's head down on her cock with what little strength she had left, wishing to penetrate as deep as she could, wishing for an even longer cock to thoroughly ravage the girl's throat. And when Beatrice felt the familiar warmth and taste of Ember's lips upon her own, she moaned into Ember's mouth, letting go of the dildo to pull the redhead closer to her, and—finally—exploded down Tabitha's throat while savoring the taste of Ember's lips, tongue, and their mixed saliva.

What... What are you?" the eyepatch warrior asked the approaching blue-haired girl.

"An unfortunate daughter of a demon and an innocent woman," Beatrice said with teary eyes. "Please! I'm willing to do anything it takes to protect my secret and remain in this city with my friends!"

"Anything?" The androgynous man asked with a smirk.

"Anything," Beatrice reassured him and took another step forward.

"Wait, what the fuck is that!?" The eyepatch guy pointed at the futanari's crotch.

"The unfortunate consequence of giving birth to a demon's baby," Beatrice said and slid her panties to the side, revealing both her pussy and her soft penis. "But I also have a perfectly functioning pussy! I cum buckets when fucked rough. But you can also do my loyal slave, who'll do anything you command. Tabitha!"

The green-haired mage walked forward and already begun undressing, revealing her perky C-cups.

"Please—ahn—be merciful," Tabitha said as she played with her own nipples and smiled at the long-haired androgynous man. "I know how to be grateful."

"Oh, I bet you do," the long-haired man smirked and walked toward the mage. "I really needed this after hauling bodies for a whole day."

The eyepatch warrior also seemed more interested in Tabitha, walking toward her while readjusting his cock in his pants.

"Jade, can I have her ass after you're done?" He asked his partner. "She looks like she has a tight one."

"Yeah, whatever," Jade answered, barely paying attention. Tabitha took two of his fingers into her mouth and guided them to her pussy.

Beatrice concentrated her efforts on seducing the other two men.

The fox boy meanwhile continued looking intensely at Ember, past the succubus's shoulder. "Wait, don't I know you?" he asked Ember loudly while squinting.

"Who knows," the redhead shrugged and looked at Tabitha. The mage was holding onto Jade and moaning while he fingerfucked her.

"Who cares about her?" Beatrice asked the fox boy and pouted. She then put her hand on the fox boy's elongated mouth, guiding his gaze to her big breasts instead. "Wouldn't you rather look at something more pleasant? I have never buried a fox's nose into my tits before."

Beatrice then leaned to the fox boy and whispered into his ear, "I can't imagine anything sexier than getting my pussy knotted and pumped with semen."

Beatrice then moved a step away and looked down at the fox boy's pants. To her delight, she saw an immediate effect of lies—a rapidly growing bulge in the furry's pants.

"I'm not sharing pussy with no furry," the greybeard grumbled with a scowl.

"Oh, don't worry," Beatrice took a step toward the old man. She looked directly into his eyes, put both her slender hands on his cheeks, and cast [Arousing Touch] on the disinterested man. "I've learned many skills to help me survive in this world. Even my mommy said I was talented."

While still gently holding both hands on the old man's cheeks, Beatrice squeezed her massive tits together with her arms, showing off their natural cushiness. She then unwound her tail from her waist and slid it across her stomach up to her tits. She slid her tail into her own bosom, pressing upward between the soft flesh until the tip of her heart-shaped tail popped out on the other side.

"Ahn!" Beatrice couldn't help but moan softly from the tit-job she just gave her overly-sensitive tail.

Focus! the succubus reminded herself.

The old man was blushing with a wide, salivating grin.

"You will be gentle, won't you?" Beatrice pleaded innocently while batting her eyelashes.

"Oh, sure, I will," the old man undid the belt on his pants and dropped them, revealing his wrinkly, but strongly erect penis.

Beatrice looked to the fox boy, who also revealed his throbbing intent for the Succubus.

"Oh, you boys," Beatrice graced the two men with a coy smile, standing between them, and reached for both their cocks. She then activated her [Sharp Claws] toggle skill and sliced off both their dicks with her freshly-extended razor-sharp claws.

"WUAAAAAA!!!" Both of them screamed in agony and dropped to their knees, holding their bleeding, shortened cocks, futilely trying to stop the bleeding.

"YOU BITCH!" The old greybeard growled at the succubus, looking up at the demon, just before she sliced his neck, cutting an artery. Beatrice then did the same to the furry and left both of the men to bleed out in the moss while she dashed to Tabitha who was under Jade, with her legs crossed behind his back.

Twenty feet! Twenty feet! Beatrice kept repeating and cast [Daze] on the bulky, eyepatch warrior as soon as she was in range before he could strike against her.

"U-huh?" the warrior shook his head, took an unsteady step, and fell sideways to the ground like a drunkard.

"What happen—" Jade was about to turn to look, but Tabitha grabbed his head and reached up for a deep kiss.

"Concentrate on me!" Tabitha moaned, moving her hips against Jade's, giving him the final pleasure of her pussy before Beatrice sliced his neck with three of her claws.

"Ghahhhhhaalgh," Jade choked on his own blood that poured out of his three gaping wounds that nearly severed his head.

"Ahhh!" Tabitha moaned and smiled as warm blood sprayed across her face, neck, and tits, while she continued moving her hips, pulling Jade closer to her with her legs, planting his still-hot cock into her pussy, fucking the life out of the dying man, accelerating his demise.

By that point, killing the eyepatch warrior was an afterthought.

And with all four men dead, Beatrice was greeted with a familiar message.

Ooohn!" Olivia moaned into Beatrice's hand the second the succubus used her [Arousing Touch] skill while gently squeezing Olivia's already-hard cock.

"That's it… Slowly," Beatrice whispered into Olivia's ear and slowly started moving her hand on the throbbing member that grew from Olivia's clit. Beatrice was careful. She adjusted her grip to move the foreskin on Olivia's cock along with her hand and not irritate the still dry and sensitive cock that Olivia acquired for the first time in her life.

"S-stop…" Olivia uttered weakly between ragged breaths. But the drops of precum that leaked from Olivia's rock-hard cock betrayed her own body's true desires.

"You like this that much? A man's cock?" Beatrice asked and slid her fingers across Olivia's precum to use it as a lubricant for the ninja girl's cock.

"W-what have you done to me?" Olivia asked.

"Opened a whole new world for you."

"Ah! It's… Tingling… The more you touch it… Stop it… Please… No more!"

"Alright," Beatrice said and let go of Olivia.

"Hah?" Olivia gasped and fell backward right on her butt. Beatrice took a couple of steps away from Olivia while watching her cock swing back and forth from the girl's fall.

"W-why?" Olivia muttered. She couldn't keep her eyes off her giant, grotesque cock that refused to go away and was nothing like the rest of her maidenly body.

"Why? You wanted me to stop, didn't you?" Beatrice asked the confused ninja.

"Y-yes, b-but," the blushing ninja-girl was at a loss for words. She kept squirming back and forth, trying to resist. She didn't dare to touch her cock that visibly twitched and demanded stimulation.

Olivia closed her eyes, took several deep breaths, gathered what little of resolve she had remaining, glared at Beatrice, and shouted, "Get this thing off me right now, or I swear I'll kill you!"

"Alright, alright calm down," Beatrice said, unable to hold back her smile. Neither was Beatrice able to hold back her own erection from the thoughts of how much she wanted this desperately defiant ninja. "You can easily make that cock disappear. All you have to do is cum within the next… 2 minutes. Otherwise, it will stay on you forever."

"WHAT!?"

"Of course! Remember the tunnels?"

"Tunnels? What about them? It was dark… And I got tired of looking at your disgusting depravities!"

"Tired? Or you wished to join us?" Beatrice asked and her smile widened. "Were you horny all this time? Was that why you were so cranky?"

"…" More blood poured to Olivia's face.

"Beatrice is stalling," Ember spoke up.

Olivia and Beatrice looked at the redhead who stood a short distance away. Ember leaned against a wide, sturdy tree and watched the unfolding scene with great amusement, and quickly added, "Can't you see that Beatrice wants you to end up with that dick between your legs forever!? You have to cum before it's too late! Though it would be funnier if you didn't. Your popularity in the S.E.C.R.E.T. guild would skyrocket."

"N-no!!" Olivia screamed in tears and put her hands around her cock. She instantly started jerking her hard cock like possessed.

Beatrice's and Ember's eyes met, and they exchanged a knowing smile. Of course, their story about Olivia's magic dick staying forever was complete bullshit. Three minutes was only how long Olivia's temporary dick would last before the low-level skill's effect ran out. A flaw that Beatrice was now determined to fix as soon as possible to extend her playtime with her friends.

"Nh, I have to get this off!" Olivia moaned as she fiercely jerked her cock, squeezing it tightly with both hands. "How will I ever face my sister like this? I have to—Hn—Get… This off… Ahn! Why does it feel so… Me doing this—haah—while my sister is… Ah!"

Beatrice removed her panties and stroked her own erection. She watched the moaning twenty-one-year-old girl. The girl that was so defiant. The girl that had glared at her through those sexy bleached bangs so many times before. The girl that had even threatened to kill her. The girl that was now with her ass on the grass and jerking her own brand-new dick in the middle of the forest while thinking of her sister. Beatrice wanted this girl to be her new toy.

The succubus slid her fingers to her pussy. She was already wet. Both her organs desperately wanted sexual satisfaction. Her dick wanted to ravage the temporary-futa ninja. To fuck Olivia while she came through her clit-dick and covered herself in cum. But Beatrice's pussy wanted that same hard cock deep inside to reach that aching spot and taste the ninja's first-ever ejaculation.

"Not much time left!" Ember reminded Olivia and giggled.

"U-huh!" Olivia half-moaned, half-whimpered.

She didn't even notice Beatrice walking up to her until the succubus was already standing right in front of her. Olivia looked up and the first this she saw was Beatrice's own erection. The thick, veiny dick of the futanari succubus looked intimidating. Olivia's heart skipped a beat when she imagined having something like that inside her.

"Ah!" Olivia winced when a drop of liquid nearly got in her eye. But there was no rain. The skies were clear. That's when Olivia's gaze fell on the succubus's juicy, wet pussy. Beatrice gently touched her own pussy lips with both hands and slowly spread them apart, enticing Olivia with a warm, wet hole, craving for a dick.

You want to stick it inside, don't you?" Beatrice teased the horny ninja girl.

Olivia bit her lip. She couldn't stop masturbating, and her eyes were fixed on the succubus's wet pussy.

"I promise you will enjoy this just as much as I will," Beatrice said and slowly lowered herself onto Olivia's cock.

"H-hn," Beatrice herself could not hold back her moan. Just the tip of Olivia's cock touching her pussy lips was nearly enough to send her over the edge. She never had a cock inside her. She never had been fucked. Despite all kinds of perverted things she did in this world already, this would be something new. Beatrice recalled the few ecstatic seconds of Princess Mary assaulting Beatrice's pussy with her own tail and hoped this would feel just as well.

Even though Beatrice already had sex countless times today with many different girls and situations, she felt as if she had been sex-starved for months. She was hornier than ever before and needed a good fuck. Beatrice didn't care what was right or wrong, she needed to be filled right now. The succubus looked at Olivia's entranced, bright-red face, and knew that the over-stimulated girl would not last more than a few seconds. Only a few seconds and her dick would disappear.

"Better make it count," Beatrice said aloud to both herself and Olivia and impaled herself on Olivia's huge dick in a single resolute motion.

"OOOOOH, FUUUCK!" Beatrice cried out. Her orgasm started the second she filled herself. It built from deep within her pussy and radiated outwards. Beatrice slammed her hips against Olivia's crotch. Up and down, fucking herself with Olivia's magic cock, wishing to drive her building orgasm as high as possible.

"Ahh!! Huahh!! What have you done to me!?" Olivia moaned and screamed. But instead of resisting, she put her hands on Beatrice's naked hips and helped herself to the futanari's tight pussy. She raised Beatrice up and down on her cock, while Beatrice's own rock-hard cock swung down and up, spraying precum all over Olivia.

"Yesss! Fuck-me-fuck-me-fuck-me! Fuck me with your cock!" Beatrice screamed while thrashing on Olivia. She was burning up. She felt Olivia's cock swell and tremble inside her. Olivia was about to cum. Olivia was about to cum for the first time and give Beatrice's inexperienced pussy its first taste of cum. Beatrice's cock twitch at the thought. She felt her cum build up at the base of her swaying shaft. "I feel you, Olivia! Ah, I feel you! Give in to the pleasure of the cock! Spray your girl-semen inside me! I want to feel you cum inside me when I cum!!"

"Ugh! Then have it, you dumb nympho!" Olivia screamed and thrust her hips up, against Beatrice. Olivia was defiant to the end. The surprised succubus got knocked off-balance and Olivia used this to rise up and push Beatrice to the ground.

"AAAHHHH!" Beatrice screamed as her mind went blank. But not from pain. Not even from surprise. The tip of the succubus's wrapped tail was the first to hit the ground. The sudden impact against the overly sensitive organ jolted Beatrice's entire body and broke the valve that held back her orgasm. White and yellow sparks flashed across Beatrice's mind, while cum rushed through both her tail and cock. Her swollen cock twitched one more time, right before the first jet of cum burst out, flying straight into Beatrice's open mouth. While the tip of her tail unleashed a torrent of cum against her naked back.

Olivia pinned the helpless succubus beneath her and with her remaining strength, thrust her swollen cock into Beatrice's convulsing pussy, as hard and deep as she could just as Beatrice came through her cock. "This is what you wanted, eh? Your pussy ravaged while you cum disgracefully? Then take it! Take all my cum like the cheap slut that you are while you choke on your own! Ghu—"

With an almost animalistic grunt, Olivia thrust inside Beatrice again and tensed up as her mind went blank. Olivia's eyes glazed over and she let her own orgasm wash over her as she relished the feeling of her cum rushing through her cock, exploding into the crazy nympho's tight pussy.

Through a fog, Olivia watched Beatrice shoot rope after rope of cum from her own cock. Each shot matched Olivia's own torrent into the succubus's pussy which made Olivia feel like she was the one covering Beatrice's face, tits, and stomach with her sticky cum.

Still between Beatrice's legs—who was on her back, covered in her own cum—Olivia unloaded rope after rope into the futanari succubus's clamping pussy, each shot releasing more dopamine in her brain. The ninja girl had no idea men could cum so much. Nor that it felt so good.

As Olivia's cum sprays grew weaker, so did her cock grow softer and smaller. She pulled out of Beatrice's still twitching pussy and cum poured out almost instantly. Olivia took her soft cock in her hands. By now her stream of cum was little more than a trickle of a few white drops with ever-increasing intervals. The orgasmic effect subsided. But not only that. Olivia realized that her cock was not just softening like any man's would after a climax, but that it was in fact shrinking further, turning back to its original form of a girl's clitoris.

"Ah, no!" Olivia gasped in dismay, realizing that the cock that granted her that indescribable, addicting pleasure will disappear in a matter of seconds. But the ninja instantly cowered her mouth with her hands, realizing just what exactly she just said.

"Missing it already?" Beatrice said with a sly smile. Despite the strong orgasm, a single quick fuck was nowhere near enough to satisfy the rapidly growing appetite of the succubus. Beatrice was itching to return the favor to the ninja.

"What!? No!" Olivia snapped back at the succubus, but her eyes turned back to her shrinking cock that was now barely more than an overly enlarged clit that quickly returned to its normal form.

"I see," Beatrice said with a smile and slowly got up to a sitting position. "Well, as you can see I can use my powers to make anyone lose themselves in pleasure. Even someone like you."

"Y-you can do this to anyone?" Olivia asked.

"Yes, although I can't make them do something they wouldn't. It's not mind-control. I just make them more honest with themselves."

"A-and you can do it any number of times?"

"... Why?" Beatrice asked barely holding back her widening grin. The futanari would make this girl her's.

"B-because there will obviously be many guards in the fortress!" Olivia got flustered. "Can you really take care of a dozen at a time?"

"Oh?" Beatrice raised an eyebrow before slowly standing up. As she rose, her steel erection came into full view of Olivia. The cock of a succubus that had just unleashed so much cum, seemed to only grow thicker and bolder, twitching for a fresh, tight pussy to violate. The ninja girl stared in awe at the veiny rod that seemed to tower over her face.

"You still doubt my power?" Beatrice asked, looking down on the wide-eyed ninja girl, whose one eye was covered by yet-unstained bleached hair.

"Y... Yes!" Olivia answered with a challenge and for a moment managed a serious face.

Beatrice looked into the ninja girl's challenging eye. They both understood what this challenge meant and both knew what was coming next. Beatrice's gaze fell lower, past the ninja's stomach, to the cut cloth below her abdomen. Beatrice saw the glistening liquid trickling from Olivia's exposed pussy lips. Olivia followed Beatrice's gaze and realized what the succubus saw. The ninja swallowed hard.

She's mine! Beatrice declared, dropped down to Olivia, and pulled the girl closer to finally taste her lips and tongue. Olivia did not resist for a second. She parted her lips for the succubus's invading tongue and welcomed it in her warm, salivating mouth.

Beatrice glanced to the side at Ember, who seemed to be perfectly content with leaning against a tree, providing minimal light with her controlled fires, and enjoying the show of two hot chicks making out.

Beatrice couldn't care less if she was watched. She was enjoying herself and that was all that mattered. And growing quickly accustomed to her fabulous body and ever-growing powers, she didn't find it difficult to come to the conclusion that most of the people who watched her would be jealous anyway, wishing it was them who the succubus decided to drown in pleasure.

While the girls played with each other's tongues, Beatrice undressed Olivia. Olivia did the same to Beatrice, though the Succubus only had her cum-stained bra on by this point.

"Mf," Beatrice moaned in frustration as she fumbled undoing the many layers of Olivia's complexly tied ninja garments. I thought I was better at this! Beatrice cursed how rusty she had gotten. Did I get distracted by Ember after all? For a second Beatrice wished for a skill to instantly undress any girl, before realizing how pathetic that would be if she couldn't do it on her own.

But then she thought of how hilarious it would be if she could undress any person at any time, preferably from a distance. That would be one way to catch enemies by surprise. Literally lowering their defense, ha! Wait, concentrate! Beatrice re-engaged Olivia's tongue while the ninja girl put her hand behind her own back and undid the part of her binding that Beatrice was stuck on.

When Olivia's upper garments finally fell, Beatrice could feast her eyes on the slender pair that were Olivia's breasts. She had nowhere near the outrageous size that most of the girls seemed to sport that Beatrice came across, but they suited the ninja's smaller frame perfectly. Beatrice's cock twitched at the thought of covering them with her semen.

Beatrice reunited with Olivia's lips, leaning forward when a sudden electrifying shock made them both moan and tremble. Because of her sheer size, Beatrice ended up pressing her breasts against Olivia's, and their nipples touched. Beatrice never experienced something like this. Though she touched the nipples of her new female breasts plenty of times already, pressing them against the nipples of another girl felt completely different. And much more arousing.

Beatrice slid her hand to Olivia's breast to find out how she felt. At the same time, she noticed Olivia's hands ignore her giant tits outright, and instead slide toward a body part, that girls usually didn't have.

"You really liked my gift that much, huh?" Beatrice whispered in Olivia's ear.

Olivia nodded.

"If you behave properly from now on, I might just... 'Gift' you again," Beatrice whispered. The next second a shiver went down her spine when she felt Olivia's fingers gently slide across her hard shaft.

"Ughn!" Beatrice moaned and bit her own lip. She couldn't hold back any longer. A favor had to be returned! She pushed Olivia down. This time the ninja was the one on her back. Beatrice barely held back from ravaging Olivia right there on the spot. But the succubus's desire to submit the ninja girl to her will was greater. She wanted Olivia to experience fully the pleasures of being a futanari girl, and experience her in the process. After that, she'll be mine, Beatrice concluded. Forever!

The succubus didn't even consider how possessive she had become. Only her base desires mattered to her in this state. She held down Olivia's arms—though it wasn't like the ninja girl resisted—and locked with her lips again. At the same time, Beatrice went into her mind's eye straight to her Skill List looking for a skill she had completely disregarded before.

Combat Craft really has all kinds of crazy skills,Beatrice thought as she scrolled through an impressive list of skills. [Sharp Claws] was obviously a Skill designed for combat, but Skills like [Succubus's Thermoregulation] and [Succubus's Wings] seemed to be just lumped in there with the rest of "general-purpose skills". And one such skill was [Refresh Cooldown].

Skill Name: Refresh Cooldown

Rank: C

Type: Combat Craft / Active

Cost: x3 Stamina of target Skill

Cooldown: 12 Hours

Description: Allows a Succubus to refresh the cooldown of a single Skill for triple the stamina cost (cannot be used on this Skill).

Minimum Requirements:

Character level: 6

Who would've thought something so horrible would come in this handy in such a situation? Beatrice couldn't help but giggle.

At first glance, at three times the cost of any Skill it refreshes, [Refresh Cooldown] Absolutely ravaged Beatrice's current Stamina Pool of 70. [Sharp Claws] was a Toggle Skill, so it would be pointless to use on that, and Beatrice didn't have any other Active Combat Skills.

And even if she wanted to compromise two enemies at once by using [Arousing Touch] on them and bypass that Skills' cooldown, she wouldn't be able to. With her current Stamina Pool, she outright couldn't afford to refresh the cooldown of that skill. Twenty-five times three was more than seventy. Basic math.

For [Refresh Cooldown] to be at all viable, she'd need to dramatically increase her Stamina and acquire low-cost, long-cooldown Combat Skills worth refreshing. That was Beatrice's logic before.

However, thanks to her rapid Stamina regeneration at 0,17 per second, Beatrice already had her Stamina back up at 70 since she used her skills on Olivia just a couple of minutes ago.

Beatrice acquired [Refresh Cooldown] the moment she opened up the Skill's description to confirm her choice. And the very next second she used it to refresh the thirty-minute cooldown of [Dick Growing].

Wait thirty minutes to add another addicting toy to a sex party!? As if! Beatrice declared to the transcendental system while she continued to toy with Olivia's soft and warm tongue.

This left her with just ten Stamina Points. Just ten Stamina Points away from casting the refreshed [Dick Growing] Skill on Olivia. Just a minute away before Beatrice would fuck her very own made futanari girl for the first time. Just a minute away from showing Olivia the other side of heavenly pleasures that a futanari girl can experience.

Just a minute away from getting Olivia hooked on the drug that was two simultaneous orgasms brought forth by the continued, intense, simultaneous stimulation of both cock and cunt. Each organ feeding into the pleasure of the other, complementing each other, overloading the brain with dopamine. Enough to make anyone hopelessly addicted.

Ah!" Olivia moaned when warm tingling spread through her abdomen. She looked down where Beatrice gently pressed the palm of her hand and saw a gentle light seep between the corners of Beatrice's hand and Olivia's skin. The pleasant warmth kept coming, with Beatrice's hand acting as the source. At first, tt spread on the surface of Olivia's tummy, like a gentle tide of a warm summer ocean. It then seeped deeper under Olivia's skin, spreading forth in all directions within her body. Her belly, her thighs, between her legs.

"Hn," Another lewd sound escaped Olivia's mouth when the pleasure reached her lower organ.

The succubus slowly moved her hand down and with it—the warm fuzzy feeling that Olivia couldn't help but enjoy. As the warmth moved lower the pleasure increased, and Olivia's hidden wish was only that it would move lower faster.

"Hah," Olivia gasped when Beatrice's lower palm touched the ninja girl's labia. Close! Beatrice's hand was so close to the point where Olivia needed the Succubus's touch the most!

"Let go," Beatrice whispered in Olivia's ear.

Olivia reached down, placed her hand on Beatrice's, and guided it toward the desired spot.

"That's it," Beatrice smiled.

Olivia was immediately rewarded with the sweet pleasure she coveted. The warm tingling engulfed her clit and sent a wave of pleasure through her body.

"Ahn!" Olivia moaned and arched her back. The sudden surge of pleasure was greater than she anticipated. And it did not cease!

What started as a pleasant, gentle massage, quickly escalated. Olivia felt something grow at the epicenter of the pleasure that spread from the succubus's hand. And as it did, the pleasure grew. Rapidly.

"Mmm! W-what's—Ah!" Olivia could not form words. Though she had a feeling what was happening. And she gave herself to the transformation.

"How interesting!" Beatrice giggled. "Is this reaction because it's your second time with the spell? Or simply because you've willingly accepted what is coming? Both?"

Olivia felt something grow at the epicenter of the warmth. Her swollen clit, caressed by unseen magic to orgasmic levels, grew beyond common norms or reason. And with it, the pleasure grew to orgasmic levels. Olivia did not resist. She embraced the change. Embraced the pleasure.

"That's it!" Beatrice encouraged her. "Let it all go! Forget it all and give yourself to the pleasure! Enjoy the fleeting moment of bliss! Here, in the dark, you are safe from the everyday troubles of the world. No one knows. No one cares. Nothing else exists. Only your pleasure. You know you want it! Embrace your own desires!"

"Yes! Ah!" Olivia moaned as her clit grew in Beatrice's hand. Olivia knew these were all temptations. But was it so wrong to give in to them? Olivia knew the succubus was right—no matter what she did tonight, nothing would change. So what does it matter? Why hold back? At least she'll have something sweet to hold on to before she throws herself on a suicidal mission! And no one would know either way. And even if the entire world knew, what would it matter? Who would judge her? This whole city was rotten to the core!

"Shh!" Beatrice saw wrinkles form on Olivia's forehead and massaged them away with her free thumb. The twenty-one-year-old was still troubled. She shouldn't be. Not tonight. Not now. Beatrice leaned closer for a kiss. Olivia's lips parted instantly, and the girls' tongues entwined.

Fuck it all! Olivia cursed the world and erased it from her concern. Who knew if either of them would even survive the week? Fuck it all! She embraced her temptress, her source of blissful oblivion.

Make me forget! Olivia prayed and grabbed Beatrice's massive tit. It couldn't possibly fit in the petite girl's hand! Olivia squeezed it hard, in frustration and bit Beatrice's lower lip.

"Give me it all and make me forget!" Olivia whispered her command. "I want all of it! Every—Ahn!"

Olivia tensed up and sunk her nails into Beatrice's malleable tit. She did even realize when it happened, but her clit was already long and hard enough to be stroked in length by the Succubus. And that was what she did! Olivia looked at Beatrice and saw a devilish smile.

"You're mine!" Beatrice declared as she expertly massaged Olivia's girl-cock and sent waves of shuddering pleasure through the ninja's body. And that was what Olivia wanted.

"Yes!" Olivia moaned and threw her head back. She wanted more! More!

As Beatrice stroked Olivia's clit-dick toward a familiar, throbbing satisfaction, Olivia craved additional stimulation. She let go of the succubus's breast and plunged two fingers into her aching pussy. They effortlessly slid into her tight, wet tunnel, further feeding the inhibition-freeing drug that was pleasure.

Olivia barely registered how loud she must've been. She did not care. The stimulation of both her pussy and cock made her remember the euphoric bliss she experienced when she filled the succubus full of semen. And she vividly recalled how Beatrice lost herself, cumming from over-stimulation of both her sex organs, spraying cum all over her sex-craving body. Olivia wanted that. She needed that.

Lost in pleasure, Olivia didn't even notice Beatrice shift down, closer to the organ she so enthusiastically serviced. Then, she felt something familiar, but not where she ever felt it before. Soft. Plump. spreading around the tip of her girl-cock.

Olivia opened her eyes, looked down, and saw Beatrice—spreading her lips around the cock she was still stroking. Then Beatrice stopped stroking and lowered her lips down on Olivia's cock. Lower and lower. The succubus's hot, wet mouth-hole reminded Olivia of the succubus's pussy. She stopped caressing herself and watched Beatrice lower her head, inch by inch take more of Olivia inside her mouth.

Olivia tensed up. Her butt twitched as something built rapidly at the base of her cock. She felt it once before—the pleasant tingling before the storm. Olivia felt her cock hit resistance in the back of Beatrice's mouth. For a split second, Olivia was disappointed that her pleasure would not continue rising further. But then she felt Beatrice push further down still. The tip of Olivia's swollen cock pressed hard against the resisting walls in the succubus's mouth. But then Olivia heard the succubus swallow, and—with a pop—her cock slid deeper into the tight, wet depths of the succubus's upper hole. Olivia's mind went blank.

With her cock buried deep down Beatrice's throat, Olivia's pleasure skyrocketed to the inevitable crescendo. The succubus had succeeded in achieving what Olivia desired. Nothing else existed—only Olivia's throbbing girl-cock, massaged by the highly enthusiastic tongue and throat muscles of a Sex Demon.

"Ohhhhh—" Olivia gasped, unable to control herself and at the mercy of Beatrice's eager mouth. A tingle ran from her shaft to her asshole. She knew that she was close. Somewhere far in the back of her mind Olivia did not want it to end so quickly, and yet she could not wait for her climax, eagerly anticipating the blissful surge that came the last time cum rushed through her magical organ. In fact, the thought of cumming deep down the succubus's mouth enticed Olivia further.

Just how much did Olivia have to endure in the last couple of hours? Nearly killed. Bound. Belittled. Ridiculed. Humiliated. And all because of this Demon! Fiend! Nympho! Shameless slut! No better than the free-use whores in the S.E.C.R.E.T. District! Yes! If she enjoys it that much, why not give her what she wants?

Olivia moaned. She was close! So close just from a couple of seconds of the succubus's demonic service. Perhaps she underestimated this Demon from the start. The tingling spread through Olivia's lower body. Her muscles spasmed. Olivia closed her eyes and embraced the inevitable wave that—

"Hn—What!?" Olivia nearly screamed in frustration. Mere moments away from her orgasm, her bliss was abruptly and unceremoniously interrupted. Olivia looked toward the source of her disappointment and shouted, "Why!?"

Beatrice had wrapped her thumb and index finger around the base of Oliva's cock and tightly squeezed, which cut off Olivia's orgasm like a knife cutting a sausage in half. Beatrice then slowly moved her head up, sliding her lips up the length of Olivia's shaft while her tongue slithered from side to side at the bottom of Olivia's cock. Finally, with a slurping sound, and while releasing bubbles of spit along with it, Beatrice let Olivia's cock out of her mouth. Thick, hanging saliva strands still connected Beatrice's full lips to the tip of Olivia's saliva-smeared cock even as the distance between them slowly grew.

"Aaahh," Beatrice gasped and smiled with a self-congratulatory satisfaction while looking right into Olivia's jade-colored eye. The other eye was—as always—still obstructed by her bleached bang, which somehow managed to remain in perfect condition throughout the day, despite the tumbling, the fighting, and the making out in the middle of the forest. Beatrice made a mental note to find out what kind of magic Olivia's hairstylist used.

"It looks like you enjoyed my little service a little too much," Beatrice noted.

"Why did you do that?" Olivia asked, frustrated.

"Because I've recently discovered that taking a cock into my mouth from time to time actually turns me on a whole lot!"

"No! I mean, why did you stop me from cumming!?"

"You wanted to cum into my mouth that badly, huh?" Beatrice giggled.

"Of course!" Olivia no longer saw a reason to pretend otherwise.

"But you don't get to cum so easily," Beatrice said. "The spell lasts for three minutes, and I intend to use every last second of it!"

That's when Olivia noticed the succubus's tail rise into the air and watched it steadily, purposefully approach her mouth. Olivia tightly pressed her lips together and slightly recoiled back from the tip of the tail as if a snake approached. The phallically-shaped tip of Beatrice's tail stopped just a few inches away from Olivia's sealed lips.

"Really?" Beatrice frowned. "You want me to worship your snake, but you refuse to even land a kiss on mine?"

"Ah... I-I..." Olivia mumbled. She realized Beatrice had a point. Yet Olivia was still reluctant. She did not look back fondly on her last few experiences with "snakes", and would rather forget those whole experiences altogether.

"How about a deal?" Beatrice asked. "Service for service? You might just rediscover yourself... Just like I did!"

And without a moment wasted, without even closing her mouth after her last word, Beatrice went down on Olivia's cock again.

"Ahn!" Olivia gasped from the sudden stimulation and the horny succubus did not miss the opportunity to sneak her tail into an open hole.

"Mfmm~!" Olivia found her own mouth stuffed just like Beatrice's, though with a little extra encouragement, but with no less satisfaction.

Mmm," Beatrice moaned with a mouthful of cock. And although the mental satisfaction from pleasuring another girl was great, her true source of pleasure came from Olivia's mouth.

Beatrice already knew how dangerously sensitive her tail was, as well as how deviously pleasureful its stimulation can be. The psychotic Princess Mary demonstrated that perfectly well when she made the succubus cum in seconds by stuffing her pussy with her own tail. But that was just a memory. This was real. Her tail slithering deeper into Olivia's unprepared mouth, reaching all the way to the back of her mouth before recoiling back. And then further in again.

As strange as this blowjob was, it felt no less good than any other time she had her futa-cock serviced. No, it was better. Her tail was much more sensitive. The pleasure from fucking Olivia's mouth with her tail was incredible. And although Beatrice made sure to continue squeezing Olivia's cock hard at the base to prevent the ninja girl from climaxing prematurely, Beatrice herself had no qualms about cumming as much and as fast as she desired. And desire she did.

Beatrice used her free hand to stroke her aching primary cock that was long overdue for some much-needed stimulation. With her mouth she continued going down on Olivia's girl-dick, pushing down and letting it back into her tight throat, while her tail thrust back and forth inside Olivia's mouth, never fully leaving her heavenly upper hole.

Olivia did not resist any of this. Why would she? A deepthroat service from a stunning girl while being kept on the brink of orgasm from her overstimulated cock? Yes, please! Thought Olivia as she pinched her hard nipples and gave her mouth to succubus's use.

Beatrice could not last long like this. She did not want to. She sprinted toward the finish line. A pleasant tingling that started at her groin, spread to her thighs and both phallic ends. Beatrice continued jerking her cock faster and faster while using the same speed to satisfy her tail with Olivia's mouth. The warm, saliva-filled mouth was all that was needed for the overly sensitive tip. The forceful massage of her throat-muscles that—despite making her gag—provided a completely different kind of carnal, degrading pleasure was just what was needed to blow past the point of no return and reward the stimulation of both her phallic ends with a much-needed release.

Beatrice moaned into Olivia's cock and unleashed a torrent of cum from both of her fat cock-heads.

"Ghh!" Olivia gagged when the succubus suddenly stormed her mouth with thick ropes of cum that quickly filled her tiny mouth to overflowing.

The euphoric succubus was busy milking her cock for all it was worth, but she showed mercy and withdrew from Olivia's mouth, only to splatter more cum all over her face and tits.

-19 AP

"Gaaah," Olivia breathed heavily and let Beatrice's cum drool out of her mouth. The semi-white liquid splashed on Olivia's pale skin, just between her small breasts, and flowed down to her belly in thick strands, completely marking Olivia's body.

But the Succubus wasn't nearly done. Despite covering the ninja girl's body in spunk, as well as leaving an equally impressive puddle on the moss underneath both girls, Beatrice was as hard as a rock. Even her tail was squirming for more as if having a life of its own. But there was one more organ that the succubus left unsatisfied.

Beatrice held on to Olivia's cock for dear life, afraid that as soon as she loosened her grip, Olivia would cum and thus lose her temporary toy. I really need to improve that spell ASAP, Beatrice cursed as she raised her hips and moved directly over Olivia's cock, ready to straddle her to satisfy her pussy.

"Ah," Olivia moaned weakly—excited, yet disappointed at the same time. The ninja girl had her pussy ignored this entire time and had secretly hoped that the succubus would fuck her, just like she did before.

"Oh, don't worry," A devilish grin formed once again across Beatrice's face. "You will not be left empty any longer."

Beatrice's tail that had just explored Olivia's upper hole was now moving to satisfy her lower one. The tip of Beatrice's tail just lightly touched Olivia's pussy lips, yet it was enough to make both girls moan in ecstasy, salivating at the pleasure that was about to follow.

Yesssss," Olivia purred when Beatrice slowly pushed the tip of her tail and parted Olivia's labia. The poor, deprived girl was so wet, that the tail slid in effortlessly.

The pleasure was equally intense for Beatrice. She bit her lower lip as she aligned her own pussy with Olivia's swollen shaft, aching for release. And while Beatrice slid deeper inside Olivia's cave of wonders, she lowered her hips and filled her own tight, wonderful cave.

"Aahhh!" Beatrice moaned as the air was pushed out of her lungs in tandem with having her pussy jammed full of thick girl-cock.

"Ooohh, yesssss~~!" Olivia screamed in pleasure unapologetically when the pleasure from both her sex organs reached her brain. She did not even have to do anything. The girl simply leaned back against her arms, threw her head back, and let the pleasure take over her mind and body.

Meanwhile, the horny succubus held nothing back and fucked herself silly, using Olivia's temporary cock as her own personal toy.

"Yes! Yes! yes!" Beatrice screamed in ecstasy while she jumped up and down Olivia's fat, hard rod. Her giant tits bounced in the opposite direction. The sight was magical, and the body of a succubus took care of itself well—Beatrice was free to enjoy herself without the fear of her tits ever sagging despite her impressive proportions.

As Beatrice jammed Olivia's cock deep inside her gushing twat, her own cock swayed up and down, trembling as it prepared to shoot yet another magical load of cum into the air. That alone would have been enough to make the horny succubus cum in minutes. But the addition of another layer of pleasure coming her tail, which Beatrice used to thrust in and out of Olivia's tight little hole, was enough to make Beatrice cum right then and there.

Cum flew from Beatrice's swaying cock, covering both girls with thick loads. It was the third time Beatrice had cum in the past half-hour, yet the amounts of cum were as large as ever. Olivia was in her own blissful little world and didn't even notice how she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out to catch stray ropes of cum that flew in all directions.

-19 AP

At the same time, Beatrice kept pumping so much semen into Olivia's pussy that any girl would get pregnant. But Beatrice did not choose to do so just yet. Her Skill [Futanari Succubus's Semen] was kept toggled off the entire time. She made sure to do that while she was sane so that she did not impregnate every girl in the city during the highs of her horniness.

Instead, Beatrice continued slamming hard down against Olivia's cock, shoving it as deep as she could into her hungry cunt. Neither did she stop fucking Olivia's pussy. Even as she continued spasming and moaning in throes of orgasm, she just kept fucking herself to ever greater heights of pleasure. Beatrice's cock was hard, her tail ached for tight, wet pussy, and she swore to never ever deprive herself of her desires again.

Beatrice finally let go of Olivia's cock, unleashing all the built-up tension all at once.

"OOOOOOHHHH~" Olivia screamed and fell back. She could not take it anymore. She had never experienced anything like this. What girl did?

Both girls lost themselves. As Beatrice fucked herself silly she pinched her own nipples—taking a page from Olivia's book—and discovered to the surprise of no one that she quite liked the tinge of pain to spice up her mind-blowing orgasms.

An ordinary human would have simply passed out from so much continuous stimulation, but Beatrice just kept going. Going and smiling. She was finally free. Free of inhibition. Free of reservations or pent-up frustrations. With each thrust, she accepted herself more. Not ashamed, but proud. Proud of everything she liked. Everything she enjoyed. Everything she experienced and would experience.

Maybe that's why Beatrice was so hard on Olivia? She did not want the twenty-one-year-old to make the same mistakes Beatrice did, when she had a life full of potential ahead of her. Some of it will be good. Some will be painful. Olivia has to experience it all! And so will Beatrice!

And as both girls experienced the pleasure they provided for each other, Olivia's swollen, hurting cock could not take it anymore. Mere seconds after Beatrice let it loose, it throbbed and twitched and trembled under the succubus's relentless assault, until finally, Olivia erupted and unleashed her own cum deep inside Beatrice. The succubus clamped down on Olivia's cock, and as the sperm hit her womb, Beatrice let out a guttural moan and climaxed for one more time.

"L-lady Beatrice—" Ember started, but it was too late. The succubus made her move and their lips connected.

Did her lips really feel so good before? Ember wondered as she got light-headed. Beatrice's lips were soft and warm. And when Beatrice's lips slowly parted to make way for her tongue, Ember's lips gladly welcomed it all on their own.

Damn spell, Ember thought as the two girls embraced. A pleasant heat spread through Ember's body. Starting from her lips and mouth—which Beatrice was now thoroughly exploring with her tongue—the heat spread lower. Lower…

"Hnm!" Ember moaned into Beatrice's mouth and squirmed. The pleasant, spreading heat had reached below her abdomen. And after seeing such a wonderful reaction, Beatrice couldn't possibly hold back from putting her hand there. She started to slowly caress Ember's pussy over her blue robes.

But that wasn't enough. Both Beatrice and Ember knew it wasn't enough. The succubus snuck her hand through the redhead's layered robes and slowly worked her fingers past Ember's belly, toward her shaved pussy. Soon Beatrice touched Ember's lower lips directly.

"Ohh!" Ember moaned when her whole body jolted. She momentarily parted from Beatrice's lips, breathing heavily.

"It looks like our show was more than a little entertaining for you," Beatrice said with a devilish grin and kissed the side of Ember's neck. She felt just how wet Ember really was. Her fingers effortlessly slid across Ember's drenched labia. Beatrice knew this reaction was not just from her [Arousing Touch] Skill. The redhead's robes were wet long before Beatrice cast her spell.

Beatrice gently nibbled on Ember's ear and slid two fingers inside the redhead's moist cavern.

"Mm!" Ember moaned again and dug her nails into the Succubus's perfectly smooth skin, nearly piercing the upper layer.

Beatrice moved her fingers in and out of Ember's wet snatch, steadily picking up her pace. The wet squelching sound was blatant, despite all the layers of Ember's robes that should have blocked the obscene sounds.

As Beatrice pumped her two fingers in and out of Ember's drenching snatch, more liquid flowed out and covered Beatrice's hand. The succubus turned her wrist as she continued fingering her bodyguard, in an effort to find and hit her g-spot.

Ember's knees grew weaker. Beatrice felt her bodyguard put more and more weight on her shoulders. By now, it was clear that Ember could no longer even stand upright and would have fallen had it not been for the succubus. Ember was now relying fully on Beatrice for support and—more importantly—for pleasure.

Truthfully, Beatrice did not fully expect such a response from her bodyguard, when she first moved in for the kiss. And with such wonderful reactions, her futa-cock stirred again, despite having climaxed countless times already. However, Beatrice had other plans for Ember's satisfaction.

Beatrice pulled Ember closer and looked past her, at Olivia. The ninja girl was now fully clothed, leaned against the nearest tree, and was staring at the succubus and her prey, unable to take her eyes off the two girls. Olivia's face was flushed, her chest moved up and down. When Beatrice's and Olivia's eyes met, Olivia brought her index finger to her lips instinctively to calm herself, unable to look away from Beatrice's piercing gaze.

After a few more seconds of intense finger-fucking, Beatrice parted her lips from her Ember's upper lips and her fingers from the girl's lower lips.

"Haaah?" Ember breathed heavily and looked at Beatrice in confusion. For a moment, Ember caught herself with the thought of disappointment that the succubus had ceased her movements. The string of glistening saliva that connected the two girls' sweet lips tore when Beatrice took a step backward and revealed a cheeky smile. The succubus had a more devious plan than simply making out with her bodyguard and bringing her to a quick climax.

Ember lost her balance and fell over—her legs still weak and thighs trembling from the stimulation she just experienced, and so rudely was now denied.

"Wh-what happened to you?" Ember asked and looked up at Beatrice. "You're… Different..."

"Oh?" Beatrice raised an eyebrow. "Didn't I say we both discovered something new about ourselves?"

"And what was it?"

"For me?" Beatrice asked with a slight smile and pondered for a moment. She then answered with conviction, "Determination!"

Beatrice then raised her eyes back to Olivia and her smile grew wider. Olivia swallowed hard, afraid to imagine what a Succubus's smile could entail this time.

"Olivia, come here, please," Beatrice spoke aloud. "I have an important task for you."

The door to Beatrice's room opened and—as expected—a skinny, skimpily-clad twenty-something-year-old girl with long, fresh grass-colored hair stepped inside from the shadows of the corridor. Her practically exposed cleavage was only one sudden movement away from a nip slip, while her long, toned legs were utterly exposed for viewing pleasure as her garments were designed by a pervert who sought to only cover the mage's private parts, and nominally at that.

"I-I'm sorry, my Lady," Tabitha apologized nervously and turned around to close the door behind her. The square straight fabric of her lower garment trailed behind the mage's movement, showing off most of her bubbly butt.

"The more I thought about you and that two-timing— …" Tabitha started to explain herself, but stopped, searching for the right words. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't sleep! I tried to calm myself by masturbating, but it's just not the same when I told feel your hands around my neck or your fat cock down my throat!"

Beatrice swallowed. This is not what she needed to hear if she had any hope of calming down.

"I tried to squeeze put my hand around my neck myself, but it is simply not the same!" Tabitha passionately explained. "Please! I—"

Tabitha's eyes fell on the blanket, under which Beatrice hid her nakedness. More specifically, Tabitha's gaze fell on the area just around Beatrice's crotch, where the futanari's erection stood tall and proud, lifting the blanket like a tent.

"Oh," Tabitha smiled mischievously, brought a finger to her lip, and lightly bit down on it. "I… I see."

The green-haired mage closed the door behind her. She then put her hands behind her back and undid her upper garment—which was little more than a skimpy, green crop top—letting it drop to the floor, revealing her ample, yet perky breasts.

Fuck, she's hot! Beatrice thought and rose up on her bed. The succubus threw the blanket off her body, revealing her massive erection.

"You want this?" Beatrice asked while pointing at her hard, veiny cock.

"Oh, yes!" the green-haired mage salivated and slid her hand under her skimpy, thigh-revealing skirt. The lewd sound that filled the room instantly gave away what Tabitha was doing and how horny she was for some succubus cock.

"Who gave you the right to start masturbating in my room?" Beatrice asked, getting into the dominating role that the mage enjoyed so much.

"A… Ahn!" Tabitha removed her hand as if she'd just been whipped. "I-I'm s-sorry, it's just that—"

"That you're a horny slut," Beatrice finished saying what they both knew to be true. "I already know that. Now, ask for permission to touch your pussy in my presence!"

"Haah… M-may I please touch my pussy?" Tabitha asked, breathing hard. She leaned back against the door and slid what little piece of fabric she had covering her wet cunt. Her pussy juices were already flowing down her inner thigh.

"P-please, my lady! Hn, I need it so bad…"

"Spread those lips," Beatrice said as she sat down on the side of her bed.

"Ahn," Tabitha moaned and obeyed. She pulled the outer lips of her clean pussy with her fingers, revealing the pink fruit within. She then slowly slid her finger toward her clit.

"Don't touch it!" Beatrice interrupted Tabitha's sneaky actions. "Did you really think I wouldn't notice?"

"Hn—B-but my lady," Tabitha whimpered. "It's aching so much!"

"And because of that you thought to disobey me?"

"I-I didn't mean to!" the horny mage cried.

"It just can't be helped," Beatrice sighed and stood up. It's not like her own cock wasn't aching to ravage that tight, wet cunt, desperate for some rough dicking. "If you can't control yourself for even a minute, despite my instructions, I'll have to punish you."

"P-punish!?" Tabitha asked. The corners of her lips could not hide her excitement as they formed an anticipating grin. The mage then moved one of her fingers forward to her clit and pressed against it, to finally give it the attention it so desperately craved.

"Does the prospect of getting punished excites you so much that you don't even bother holding back?" Beatrice asked.

Beatrice couldn't tell whether Tabitha indeed just sought a momentary relief when she touched her clit, naively hoping that it would ease her need for more while she waited for further instructions, or if she really purposefully went against Beatrice's instructions, excited by the prospect of some devious sexual punishment. But whatever it was, Tabitha could not hold back. She began circling her finger around her clit, while with her other hand she started moving all four fingers up and down her labia that she was supposed to keep pulled apart.

"You really are hopeless," Beatrice said and moved toward the masturbating mage. It only took a couple of steps for the two to be within an arm's reach. And as soon as they were within that range, Beatrice quickly moved her arm and grabbed a tight hold of Tabitha's neck.

"Gyeeesh!" Tabitha groaned in excitement and moved her fingers faster.

Gheek," Tabitha choked as Beatrice slowly but surely squeezed the mage's neck. But her choking sounds were overshadowed by the sounds her wet pussy made as she feverishly rubbed her labia and clit with both hands, euphoric from the start of the succubus's rough treatment.

"What a nasty slut," Beatrice whispered in Tabitha's ear, and with her free hand thrust three fingers inside the green-haired mage's cunt.

"Chg-hiiii," Tabitha's uttered some guttural moan with a wide grin as her eyes rolled up and face turned red, while she let herself be rough-handled by the succubus.

"You're really enjoying this, aren't you?" Beatrice asked while she thrust her fingers in and out of Tabitha's squelching pussy, faster and faster.

The mage's body trembled under such assault, but she asked for only one thing, "More!"

"Seriously?" Beatrice let go of Tabitha's neck and let the mage fill her lungs with much-needed oxygen. "You're asking for more punishment?"

"P-please," Tabitha whimpered, breathing hard while her face skin color returned to its natural pale tone.

"Earn it!" Beatrice growled, roughly turned the mage around, and pushed her against the door.

"Ugh," Tabitha grunted when her boobs got pressed against the wood.

But Beatrice wasn't nearly done. She placed her hand on the back of Tabitha's head and kept her face pressed hard against the door. With her other hand, Beatrice moved the small piece of cloth that was Tabitha's lower garment out of the way, putting the mage's ass and pussy on full display.

"Hn," Tabitha moaned into the wood and shook her greedy ass up and down, craving to be filled by Beatrice's thick, hard rod.

"Quit that twerking!" Beatrice commanded and slapped Tabitha's so hard that the sound echoed across the room.

"Ahn!" Tabitha cried out from the sudden pain, but instead of trying to break free or asking for Beatrice to stop, she just moved her ass higher into the air, as if daring Beatrice to slap the other cheek.

"I told you to stop moving!" Beatrice repeated her command and slapped Tabitha's other ass cheek.

Tabitha moaned again and just moved her ass further against Beatrice, shoving it into the succubus's groin.

Beatrice wasn't angry with Tabitha. Not even for a moment. It was an obvious game they both played, and both were aroused by. Even though Tabitha had tears forming in her eyes from the sharp slaps across both her butt cheeks, she continued moving her slapped ass up and down Beatrice's hard cock, rubbing it with her bubbly, bright red butt.

"There's no helping you," Beatrice said and grabbed Tabitha's butt cheek to keep her still while she aligned her cock with Tabitha's drenching pussy.

"Ohh—" Tabitha held her breath in anticipation when she felt Beatrice's cock touch her needy cunt.

If Beatrice wanted to be considerate and gentle, she'd obviously move slowly, and patiently, while her partner relaxed and adjusted to the thick phallic object that would stretch any tight pussy to its limits. But Tabitha had no need for consideration, and clearly no patience for going slowly.

Just as Beatrice thrust her cock hard and fast inside Tabitha's craving cunt, Tabitha moved her hips against Beatrice to meet the invading cock and fill herself up as fast as possible.

"UUAAAHHH!!" A deep scream escaped the mage's lungs as her well-lubricated pussy was stretched to it's limits in one swift motion, mixing pleasure with pain—a double dose of sensations that the mage so desperately needed to get off.

"You can't even wait for one second!?" Beatrice grunted and started fucking the horny mage with all her might.

"Yes! Uuuhh! Don't stop!" Tabitha moaned, not listening at all to what Beatrice was saying.

The succubus's thighs slapped against Tabitha's as both girls quickly found a matching rhythm to satisfy each other. Each time Beatrice rocked her hips back—Tabitha moved further. And when Beatrice's cock was just at the entrance of the wet warmness, nearly slipping out, both girls swiftly moved their hips toward each other, slapping their sweaty skin together, filling Tabitha up to her womb.

The stimulation for Beatrice's cock was incredible. Beatrice couldn't believe that such a masochistic slut was still so tight and hadn't been fucked loose and passed around by every perv in town.

Beatrice felt a familiar tingling and knew her orgasm approached, but she wanted to do something before she came.

Beatrice let go of Tabitha's head and cast her Skill [Summon Sex Toys (1)]. Two familiar pink objects appeared in the succubus's open palm. The same two objects, that she didn't get to use earlier tonight in the forest.

With her cock still deep inside Tabitha, Beatrice stopped moving her hips. She looked at the pink vibrator and its remote control in the palm of her hand, and smile like the devil itself.

"Whyyyy?" Tabitha cried out, complaining about the stop of her deep, hard railing. The mage moved rocked her hips, impaling her pussy on the succubus's fat rod, but it simply wasn't the same without the hard thrusting that Beatrice provided.

The stimulation was most certainly pleasureful for Beatrice, who was already so close to cumming. However, Tabitha was getting ahead of herself, and the horny succubus had a lewder idea in mind than just screwing the masochist against the wall until they both came.

Beatrice squeezed hard on Tabitha's ass, digging her nails into the mage's soft, malleable butt, and forcefully stopped any further movement by Tabitha.

"Nooo!" Tabitha cried and turned around to see what was the reason for depriving her of the pleasure they both obviously enjoyed. In mere moments her eyes focused in on the two pink objects in Beatrice's hand.

"W-what is that?" Tabitha asked.

"Your undoing," Beatrice said ominously, with a devilish smile.

The succubus then pulled out of Tabitha's pussy. The mage clamped down hard on Beatrice's cock, desperately holding on to the veiny staff of pleasure with her inner muscles. But Tabitha's twat was too well lubricated by her own lewd juices and Beatrice's cock—covered with the natural lubricant—escaped her grasp.

"P-please put it back in!" Tabitha begged and started shaking her hips again. Like a bitch in heat, she signaled her mate that she needed her hole filled and creamed by spreading her scent and liquids, hoping to get her mate interested in finished what she started.

But Beatrice was interested. Interested in driving Tabitha into a sexual frenzy. The fact that Tabitha got off on being treated like a cheap whore, choked, slapped, and beaten, was plain as day. But Beatrice saw other ways to overstimulate the needy mage. Ways that did not require leaving her partner covered in marks and bruises.

Beatrice pressed the 'on' button on the vibrator's remote control. The small room the girls were in was instantly filled with the light buzzing sound that emanated from the egg-shaped vibrator. Beatrice pushed down the '' button that increased the intensity of the vibrator and threw the remote away.

"W-what is that sound?" Tabitha asked as she looked at the vibrating pink egg with fascination while the remote controlling it clanked against the wooden floor twice before sliding under the bedframe.

"The source of your blissful agony for the next twenty-nine minutes," Beatrice said with excitement. She then took the egg in her fingertips, lowered her hand, and pressed it against Tabitha's wet, needy pussy.

"Hn-YAAAA!" Tabitha's eyes went wide as her whole body trembled from the sudden, overwhelming, buzzing stimulation. "Ssssooooooo-HNNNN~!"

Tabitha dug her nails into the wooden door, bracing hard to deal with something she could not possibly have ever experienced in this world. The egg merely touched her pussy lips. But the vibrations penetrated deep within her. They tormented her clit, they shocked her inner walls, causing them to twitch and contract.

"It's-HUAAA—It's tooooo muuuuch~" Tabitha cried under the assault on her sensitive pussy. Her body instinctively pulled away from the buzzing toy, but Beatrice grabbed the mage's hips and pulled her back into place for maximum stimulation.

"You were the one who decided that it was okay to repeatedly disobey my instructions," Beatrice said loudly so that she could be heard over the buzzing and the moaning of a mage in heat. "This is your punishment!"

"HHN—I'm—Ahn—I'M~" the masochist felt something building between her legs. The unrelenting stimulation that made her entire body tremble provided sensations the mage never knew existed. And even though it hurt, even though she thought she couldn't possibly endure it, Tabitha felt something big rising with each wave of muscle spasms that her body went through. "UUhhh~I... I… I think I'M-mmmhnuuuu~"

Beatrice knew what the mage meant. She saw many girls this day go through all the stages of giving themselves to carnal pleasure. Including herself. Some denied they wanted it, like Olivia. Others pleaded and bargained for it, like Tabitha. In the end, they all accepted their basic instincts.

They all do, Beatrice thought. Humans, Beastkin—They're all the same. Eventually, they all succumb to their basic, animalistic desires to receive pleasure that comes as a reward for propagating like bunnies.

And even if some had learned to control the act of insemination, the pleasure remained. No, it did away with any excuses to hold back.

"Haaah… L-lady B-b-b-beatriiiii~" Tabitha stuttered when another wave of mind-breaking pleasure rocked her body. "Hnnnn… I'M… I'M-I'M—"

Tabitha was on the very edge. And just as the stimulation of her pussy lips drove her to the very apex of her pre-orgasmic bliss, Beatrice moved the vibrating egg and pressed it hard against Tabitha's swollen clit.

"HYAAAAAAAAA~~~!!!!" Tabitha screamed and arched her back as an electrifying shockwave blasted through her entire body and a stream of translucent liquid blasted from her spasming cunt.

Cumming without me, huh?" Beatrice said with a devilish grin while Tabitha screamed and spasmed, squirting out of her twitching cunt, with her back still arched, her nails dug into the wooden door, wet from the mage's spit and tears of agonizing joy.

The floor was wet from Tabitha's pussy shower. The puddle reached Beatrice's naked feet. The succubus removed the continuously vibrating egg from the mage's swollen clit to give Tabitha a momentary reprieve.

But the succubus's mercy was deceitful. Beatrice wondered if Tabitha was foolish enough to think that this was where her punishment had ended. Beatrice grabbed a fistful of Tabitha's dark-green hair, roughly pulled back, arching the mage's back further still and bringing her ear closer to the succubus's full lips that brought words of despair.

"This is for squirting all over my feet," Beatrice whispered, took the egg-shaped vibrator, and jammed it deep into Tabitha's hyper-sensitive, post-orgasm cunt.

"AAAAAAHH!" Tabitha screamed and involuntarily scratched the wooden door when her still-recovering pussy was once again attacked—this time from within. With the egg stuck halfway inside, the vibrations it emitted spread throughout Tabitha's pussy—from her pussy lips, all the way to her unused womb.

But Beatrice was just getting started. Aching for a pleasureful release of her own, she aligned her thick, aching cock with Tabitha's sensitive pussy lips, took Tabitha by the hips, and brought the mage down on her cock, while thrusting forward herself.

"GUH!" A single gasp escaped Tabitha as all air was pushed out of her lungs with a single, powerful thrust from Beatrice. Momentarily, Tabitha's brain did not even register anything else besides the bliss of being filled by an alpha-cock, but the mage was about to be reminded of what awaited her.

Beatrice pulled back and thrust a second time, lodging the buzzing, vibrating egg all the way into Tabitha's wet, hot tunnel. That was when Tabitha's mind realized what was happening—the small vibrating tormentor was just lodged against her womb. And as the vibrations began stimulating her womb directly, the masochist let out a shriek as she started cumming instantly, mere seconds after her previous orgasm.

"Ooh!? You like it that much?" Beatrice grunted as she felt Tabitha clamp down around her aching cock. "Then you won't mind if I help myself, will you?"

Beatrice started pounding Tabitha's spasming cunt with all her strength, thrusting all the way inside. Tabitha's writhing, unbearable orgasm turned into a wonderful stimulation for Beatrice's cock. As if Tabitha's pussy had turned into a specially constructed toy of her own, continuously tightening around the futanari's cock, providing constantly changing and unpredictable stimulations along all its length.

Beatrice was already so horny, that it only took seconds of such unique stimulation to send the succubus over the edge and start pumping copious amounts of cum deep into Tabitha, filling every nook and cranny with thick, hot, creamy mass.

"YEESHHHHHHH" Tabitha cried when she felt the succubus's cock tremble within her and unleash hot seed deep into her already-burning pussy.

But Beatrice came not only through her futa-dick. In the heat of the moment, she completely forgot that should she orgasm, cum would also rush through her tail. The succubus had already lost several loads that shot aimlessly from her twitching tail all over Tabitha's back as well as Beatrice's own shaking tits before Beatrice guided it toward a proper cum repository.

"MMFFF!?" Tabitha's wide-eyed muffled surprise signaled that a good connection had been made as Beatrice unloaded her remaining cum into Tabitha's mouth. And despite already missing several shots, the great amounts of cum a succubus unleashed with each orgasm meant that Tabitha's mouth was filled within seconds and the mage had no choice but to swallow the succubus's bitter cream. Not that Tabitha had any objections to such filling "misfortune" as she greedily gulped down every shot that went inside her while swirling her tongue around the bottom of Beatrice's tail's tip.

Apparently—contrary to what the tightness of her pussy might have suggested—Tabitha was quite an experienced and skillful cum-swallower, as even during the first few waves of cum that filled up her mouth, the mage did not let a single drop of cum go to waste. She did not let cum shoot through her nostrils, nor did any cum leak through the corners of her lips.

Maybe she preferred having her upper hole used,Beatrice thought as she flew in her own orgasmic bliss while her cock and tail were milked for all the cum they had stored in the last hour or so.

A familiar tab flashed through Beatrice's mind's eye, but she could not care less about it. The succubus did away with the tab as fast as she could to concentrate on pounding the trembling, screaming mage.

Despite having just climaxed and filled her partner in both her lower and upper hole, Beatrice was still as hard as a rock. Tabitha was trapped in an unending orgasm—each thrust from the succubus's futa cock lodged the vibrating egg hard against the mage's womb, sending a new wave of agonizing pleasure through her body.

"MFMMM-DHONT SHTOPH!!!" Tabitha screamed out when Beatrice finally retrieved her tail from the mage's mouth that had milked it dry.

"HUUUUUUU—MOOOOOOOORRRRR~" The pain and humiliation seeking mage was already on the verge of going mad, however the unabating pounding of the entrance to her womb preventing Tabitha from passing out. The masochist's trembling legs had already given up and the only reason she was still upright was that she braced against the wooden door while Beatrice impaled her on with that rock-hard piece of meat.

Beatrice held on to Tabitha's hips for dear life, thrusting in and out of Tabitha's magical pussy as if possessed. Nobody could go soft when fucking such a nympho that got off on being rough-handled. It was a self-sustaining positive feedback loop. The harder and roughed Beatrice fucked Tabitha, the farther Tabitha fell into the depths of sinful rapture, in turn clamping down on Beatrice's cock, providing endless joy to the succubus which only further enticed the mage to dig her nails into Tabitha's flesh and fuck her with ever-growing vigor.

Beatrice's own senses were on the brink of overload. And not just her swollen cock that grew so large it might start hurting if this continued.

The sight of the thrashing bent-over naked girl before her, with an arched back and bright-red butt, slapped by Beatrice's hands and groin as she screwed the masochist silly. The moans, entwined with screams. The scent from all the passionate sweat and juices that the girl kept releasing as she got her hole so wonderfully abused.

Beatrice was now only seeking ever greater heights of pleasure for both of them. In her half-orgasmic stupor, the succubus decided to use her [Summon Sex Toys (1)] Skill again. It only had a five-minute cooldown, which had just come up, and Beatrice did not hesitate to abuse the short cooldown and the low, five-Stamina cost. Tabitha was too far gone to notice that the succubus had ever-so-slightly slowed the speed of the jackhammering of her pussy while she summoned the second vibrator into her hand.

Tabitha even did not notice that the buzzing sound had spread through the room again despite the fact that the vibrator was still clear, and relentlessly attacking her womb, and could not have spread the sound through the room while lodged so deep. Even when buzzing intensified as Beatrice ramped up the vibrator to the maximum (before dispensing with the controller as she did with the previous one) Tabitha just kept uttering guttural gasps and moans. Had the whole world gone on fire, the mage would not have realized it, nor cared.

Tabitha did not even pay attention while some sleek object was slid across her sticky, sweaty, naked back.

Only when Tabitha felt something press against her other hole, forcing it open easily by using the excess supply of white, sticky lubricant that had trickled down her spine, did Tabitha get an inkling that something was about to happen.

Beatrice had coated the second egg-shaped vibrator with her own sperm that was so readily available on Tabitha's back, pressed it against the mage's asshole, and pushed it in, pressing it down with her thumb.

"UH!" Tabitha grunted as the lubricated egg got easily pushed through her anal sphincter.

"Hnnnn—" Tabitha braced when she felt the vibrations inside her other tight hole, spreading the strong waves deeper inside, assaulting her inner walls from the other side. Her half-numb pussy was now under a triple-front, merciless attack by two sourced of vibrations and a cock that had swollen to past reason.

Little did the mage know that that was just the warm-up. Barely a second after the vibrator entered Tabitha's rectum, another, thicker shape pressed against her sphincter. The pleasure-crazed succubus pressed the thick tip of her tail against Tabitha's asshole and mercilessly pushed inside.

"OOOOOHHH FUUUUUUCK~!" Tabitha yelled out as Beatrice pushed inside the mage's tight asshole using her tail.

With one hand, the succubus held Tabitha by the hip as she plowed her pussy with her swollen futa-cock, and with another, the succubus grabbed her own tail tightly and pushed it deeper inside Tabitha's rectum.

The heart-shaped tip of the tail was already inside, pushing the vibrating dildo deeper inside Tabitha's canal, but there were so many more feet of this all-natural dildo left to go. Inch by inch, the thick black tail was forced deeper into the cum-lubricated ass. No less girthy than her futa-cock but far longer than any cock in this world, it was only a matter of how much the masochistic mage could handle.

"UUUUUGGHHHH," Tabitha grunted as she tried to deal with the pain coming from her ass that struggled to let the succubus's tail so deep inside. Though it was slight—and even unnoticeable to the eye—Beatrice's tail increased in diameter from the tip all the way to where it grew just above the succubus's voluptuous butt. And Tabitha felt both her sphincter muscles stretch. Even when the girth increased a tenth of an inch—she felt it. The endless increase. The pain that further fed the masochist's everlasting orgasm.

"You're tearing me apart!" Tabitha cried.

"And you love it!" Beatrice grunted as she kept fucking Tabitha's pussy. Beatrice then pulled her tail slightly back out, before plunging it back, full force, deeper than ever.

"UUAAGH I DOOOOO~~" Tabitha screamed as another small stream of watery liquid shot out of her vagina. Tabitha squirted so much already, that there was hardly any liquid left to eject. A great puddle formed at both the girls' feet—Tabitha's watery ejaculation mixed with Beatrice's potent cum that was pushed out of Tabitha's stuffed pussy, drop by drop after each hard thrust.

The girls could only hope that it didn't already trickle through the gaps in the wooden floorboards down to the first floor and on somebody's head. Not that any of them had the awareness or the brain capacity left in their cum-addled brains to consider such things.

"What a good little slut!" Beatrice praised Tabitha for taking such unrelenting fucking so well. "You're mine to do with as I please, aren't you?"

"OOOOH YESSS!!" Tabitha's moans were like screams. She was completely at the mercy of the attacking succubus. With no strength or desire to stand or resist, Tabitha gladly gave all her holes to be used in whichever way Beatrice saw fit. The only thing she wanted in return was pleasure. And she got it in spades! Even all the pain from getting stuffed past reason eventually turned to pleasure.

"DO ME! FUCK ME! RAVAGE ME! BREAK ME! I AM YOUUURSSSSS~!" Tabitha screamed in a half-lucid, euphoric trance.

Tabitha's womb was already half-numb from the ceaseless vibrations that coursed through it, combined with powerful thrusts that threatened to invade the organ directly, while another vibrator was lost deep within her rectal bowels, massaging her backdoor muscles while the succubus's tail spread them to their limit.

Beatrice was already on the verge of orgasm even before she entered Tabitha's rectum. The momentary arousing distraction had slightly decreased her efforts toward reaching a climax, but now it was inevitable. When the succubus felt new pressure against her cock, coming from the stretched, trembling inner walls that separated Tabitha's two fuck-holes, she grunted and unleashed a second wave of cum, no less potent nor less copious than her first.

"OOOOOOOOOOHH FUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Tabitha screamed as her insides were filled with more hot, sticky liquid.

But with both Tabitha's holes stuffed full of cock and tail, the futanari's cum could not escape the mage's body. The succubus's tail pumped Tabitha's bowels full, sending the cum further up her inner canals. But inside Tabitha's already overflowing pussy the cum-pressure kept rising. There was only so much that could leak outside, past the tight, sacred connection of cock and pussy. Thus, the hot load of cum was forced directly into Tabitha's womb.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAA~~~" Tabitha screamed. "I FEEL IT! I FEEL IT! I FEEL YOU INSIDE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~~"

"I AM INSIDE YOU!" Beatrice screamed in reply as she herself could not stop cumming. "AND YOU ARE MINE! FOREVER!!"

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSS~~" Tabitha shrieked as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. There was only so much rising pleasure a human mind could take before overloading.

-21 AP

Even though Beatrice's orgasm should have subsided, even though her swollen cock hurt from the overstimulation, the convulsing masochist's spasming holes were too irresistible to stop screwing. As long as Beatrice had strength, as long as she had breath, she had to continue giving Tabitha what she so desperately craved. And after just a few more powerful thrusts, Beatrice felt the third wave of cum unleash.

Beatrice's mind went white. She could not see or hear. The succubus's body only knew one thing instinctively—to fuck and breed the sexy bitch in heat before her.

Beatrice jammed her tail as deep inside Tabitha's ass as she could, thrust her cock hard into Tabitha's pussy, pushing the convulsing mage against the wooden door, shoving aside the vibrator inside her pussy and nearly breaking into her womb directly, and started pumping the holy nectar directly into Tabitha's womb.

-21 AP

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Both girls passed out as they came. And even as they collapsed on the floor, in a puddle of ejaculate, cum, and sweat—they were still connected. By luck or some other divine power, Tabitha fell directly beside Beatrice, with the succubus's arm at her waist. And when Beatrice's other arm fell atop Tabitha's other side it looked like both girls fell asleep like that. Calmly sleeping like two newlywed lovers—embraced and happy.

Both girls were unconscious for many hours, and even the vibrations of two egg-shaped vibrators inside Tabitha's ass and pussy could not awake her. A subtle hum remained in the room until the magic of the items ran out and the vibrators disappeared as if they had never existed.

Haah~" Beatrice let a soft moan escape her lips as she turned, lost between the realm of dreams and reality.

But what was reality? A bitter reality. Lying on a hospital bed. Old. Weak. In pain. Broken in both body and spirit. And alone. All alone. How could she let her life turn out this way? How could she give up on her dreams so easily? Why did she realize it so late? What's the point in having regrets now?Beatrice cursed herself and felt her eyes get watery in despair. Why now? Why only now when my body is withering away into nothingness! Stupid! So fucking stupid! … Wait.

'She'? 'Her'? That's right! The dream! The dream where she was young and beautiful. A girl unlike any other. In a world full of sin and carnal desires. In a world where countless girls fell at her feet, captivated by her beauty. A succubus whose many powers and abilities drove girls mad with lust. They worshiped her. Worshiped her dick. Submitted themselves to it. Succumbed to their true selves. As did she.

Such a wonderful dream.

"Hn!" Beatrice's body trembled. Reality called. Something pulled her out of her dreams. In her last days, she often shivered uncontrollably as her body gave out, giving up the fight for her very life.

No! Please no! Beatrice desperately resisted the pull back into her bitter existence. She hung on to those sweet fantasies with all her feeble strength. She wanted to stay there—in that magical world where she could do whatever she pleased, fuck whomever she chose. A whole world her playground! Ripe for the taking! She just had to reach out and grab it!

"Haaah… Mh… No," Beatrice whimpered weakly. She felt her temperature rising. A warm feeling spread from her groin. "H-huh?"

Beatrice finally, slowly opened her teary eyes, wondering what was going on. Her sight still blurred and misty, she could barely see anything. The poor light that came from a small, solitary window did not help. Though the hospital room had a much bigger window. She could afford at least that much in her final days.

It must be raining, Beatrice thought, but realized that she did not hear a single drop outside. Instead, she heard a strangely familiar slurping sound.

"Ah," Beatrice moaned again as the pleasant feeling grew stronger. She saw a green figure move up and down at her groin.

Aliens! Beatrice thought in her dazed horror. I'm being abducted!!

Beatrice moved on her bed to get away from the small green monsters that slid up and down on her wet, slippery dick, warming in, making her feel so good.

"Mfm!? You no longer like it, my lady?" the alien spoke in a girl's voice.

"H-huh!?" Beatrice wiped away her tears with the back of her wrist and rubbed her eyes to finally see better.

When Beatrice opened her eyes again, she saw the green-haired Tabitha, naked, laying on her stomach between Beatrice's half-spread legs. Tabitha held Beatrice's saliva-smeared futa-cock and licked her lips like she had just sucked on a sweet lollipop.

"Tabitha!!" Beatrice exclaimed and teared up again. It wasn't a dream! It's not a dream!!

"Yes, that's me," Tabitha smiled and went down on Beatrice again. The green-haired mage pushed herself all the way down on the futanari's six-inch cock, invading her own throat.

"Guuuh!" Beatrice grunted and clenched the bedsheets in her fists from the sudden tight pleasure.

Tabitha held her head still like that for a couple of seconds—all the way down on the succubus's fat cock—before moving back up and releasing the girthy joy-lollipop, covered with a fresh coat of her own throat juice.

"When I woke up you were already hard as steel, covered in cum," Tabitha said as she stroked Beatrice's long, hard shaft. "I slurped it all up, but even after that it only took a couple of strokes for you to unleash another load of your thick seed. I almost missed it!"

I… Did I come even before this? H-how many times? And I'm hard again? Beatrice was shocked, still coming to grips with the fact that she's in a young, healthy, eighteen-year-old girl's body, and not in a decrepit, decaying, wrinkly corpse!

That's right! Beatrice reminded herself. It's only natural for a healthy young futa to be hard in the mornings!

"For a moment I thought you didn't want my mouth around your cock anymore," Tabitha pouted teasingly.

"Stop slacking off!" Beatrice commanded the teasing mage and gave her submissive slut what she wanted—strong hands behind her back and a hard push down on a girthy cock that belonged to be lodged deep in the masochist's throat.

"Ghurgh~" Tabitha gagged from the sudden rough handling but looked directly into Beatrice's eyes with a happy, cock-stuffed smile.

I'm back!! Beatrice cheered and begun thrusting her hips up while rocking Tabitha's head up and down on the swollen, saliva-lubricated cock. I'm here!! Oh, thank you, Luluna!!!

I will not let this opportunity go to waste! Beatrice promised as she face-fucked her gagging slut.

"Ugh, that's a good mouth-hole!" Beatrice grunted as she continued facefucking Tabitha.

"Ghlr-glhr-glhr~" Tabitha let out slobbering throat sounds as her eyes rolled into the back of her skull from the rough morning deepthroat.

"Ooooh, that's good! Your throat feels real tight right now," Beatrice complimented her submissive mouth-hole, enjoying the thorough massage of her cock by Tabitha's throat muscles.

What could possibly beat a morning deepthroat? Beatrice tried to recall the last time she even had a morning blowjob in her past life... When was it? It must've happened once or twice, right? Must not have been that impressive if she could not even remember. And it no longer mattered. The slutty mage was here, right now—taking Beatrice's to heaven by doing nothing more than letting herself be used as the succubus's morning cum-dumpster.

"Hang on, little slut, I'm almost done," Beatrice moaned and quickened her pace. She felt her orgasm approach.

Judging by Tabitha's incomprehensible moans, it wasn't obvious whether the mage was happy or disappointed that she would get a reprieve so quickly. Beatrice suspected the latter. And she was right! The masochist got off on the rough treatment and would have preferred to continue servicing the succubus in whichever way was required. But it couldn't be helped that Beatrice found such utter submission so arousing! The succubus held the back of Tabitha's head tightly, pushed her as far down as she could—all the way to the base of her futa-cock—and thrust forward, pumping load after load of her futa-cream down the mages gullet.

"Ga-khhhh," Tabitha snorted as she struggled to contain the massive fountain of cum that the succubus could unleash. Far greater amounts than any mortal man could pump out—it took a special kind of cum-starved whore to gulp it down without letting any go to waste.

But—just like last night—Tabitha expertly handled her duty and swallowed all of her morning protein shake like the good little slut that she was.

-25 AP

Only after Beatrice was done unloading every last drop down Tabitha's throat did she release the mage for a much-needed breath of fresh air and closed her eyes, relaxing in the euphoric daze of an early morning orgasm.

I wonder how many times I came before this? Beatrice wondered as the after-glow of her orgasm subsided. Tabitha mentioned that Beatrice was covered in cum. And that was before Tabitha blew the unwitting, sleeping futanari to another orgasm.

That Arousal system! Beatrice concluded that her Arousal Points must have continued rising even as she slept, and no doubt were the instigator to her wet dreams.

I was lucky to get any sleep at all! Beatrice thought and secretly thanked Tabitha for taking care of her morning horniness even before Beatrice realized how much she needed it.

"What a cute little thing you are," Beatrice said as she looked into Tabitha's eyes and gently caressed the mage's cheek.

"T-thank you," Tabitha said with a cute smile.

Was it any surprise that it made Beatrice want to fuck this cute girl even more?

"O-oh?" Tabitha gasped in surprise and looked at the futanari's cock that slowly took shape once more right beside her face.

"Come here," Beatrice said to Tabitha quietly. And even if it wasn't meant as an order, Tabitha obeyed without hesitation. Both girls embraced in a deep kiss, swirling their tongues in each other's mouths with their eyes closed. All the while Tabitha ground her hips, sliding her moist pussy up and down against Beatrice's hardening cock, hastening the return of the morning soldier to his full, stalwart, one-eyed potential.

"Mfm," Tabitha moaned into Beatrice's mouth and slid forward, aiming to penetrate her constantly needy pussy with the futanari's thick cock head.

"Not so fast," Beatrice whispered as she looked into the mage's horny blue-green eyes. The color of the ocean water at some fancy resort beach. Beatrice wondered if it was within her power to bring such a paradise to this dark world. No! It wasn't a matter of 'if'! She would absolutely make this world a paradise. Her paradise!

And Beatrice was going to start by giving a little bit of paradise to her morning lover. Why not? Her other two companions already had a momentary chance to experience the heavenly joy of a futa's pleasures. It only seemed fair to let Tabitha have a taste of these forbidden delights too.

And with that in mind, Beatrice made a proposition to Tabitha that the girl could not possibly refuse, "Milk my cock with your ass and I'll give you pleasure you've never experienced, and never will again without me."

The constantly pleasure-seeking mage did not have to be told twice to climb on top of the futanari's crotch and raise her ass over the throbbing, veiny girl-cock. If anything, Tabitha's face got even more flushed, and her breathing through her mouth more labored. She smiled excitedly as if she was just waiting for an excuse to impale her ass with something thick and hard.

Beatrice relaxed for a moment and simply enjoyed the view of Tabitha's youthful body. Narrow waist, flat stomach, and especially the ample cup size of her perky breasts. Are breast implants really not a thing in this fantasy world? Beatrice wondered, trying to understand how such a skinny woman could keep so much fat in her breasts. Yet Beatrice could see no scars, and as the mage got on top of her in a cowgirl position, her breasts swayed and changed shape under the forces of gravity completely naturally.

But while the succubus appreciated Tabitha's two gifts from God (or Goddess in this world), all of Tabitha's attention was on the futa succubus's thick, glistening rod. She took the veiny, wet piece of meat into her hand the guided the futa-dick to her rectum.

"Ah," a moan escaped Tabitha's lips as she slowly pushed her ass against the girthy tip, and slowly—but surely—pushed down against the straight member, opening the backdoor for her favorite toy with little effort, as it was lubricated by her own throat-slop.

"Ghuh," Beatrice grunted as her cock got buried deep in Tabitha's tight hole in a matter of seconds. She did not even have time to get impressed or give the mage a degrading complement before Tabitha already had begun rocking her hips and massaging her back tunnel with the futa's meat.

Beatrice placed her hands on Tabitha's hips, feeling her hip bones lightly stick out against the skin. The succubus licked her hips and help Tabitha raise her hips, while Beatrice herself begun thrusting up and picking up the pace.

It did not take long for both girls to lose themselves and move faster and faster. Beatrice was amazed at how good her cock felt inside Tabitha's ass. The tightness between the mage's ass and pussy was so similar, it was almost unbelievable. And thanks to the proper lubrication performed by Tabitha, there was no unpleasant friction for either of them.

Beatrice didn't even notice how fast her pleasure built up, as she had already begun to experience the first tingling signals of an approaching orgasm. She had to properly control her rhythm so that she did not climax too fast. Yet she couldn't hold herself back from giving Tabitha more degrading comments they both enjoyed so much.

"What a good little ass-slut!" Beatrice said with a smile as she squeezed Tabitha's hips harder and thrust upward deeper to expand the skinny mage's tight asshole with her fat cock after every compliment.

"Yes! I'm your ass-slut!" Tabitha embraced her role with pride. She met Beatrice's thrusts with her own movement to give the succubus maximum pleasure and milk her cock properly as she was instructed. Like a good little slut. "I'm your throat-slut! Anything you desire! Just please expand my ass more! Rip me open! Use all of my holes as your private cum dumpster! I need your cum! I live for your cum! Fill my ass!"

Hearing such degrading confessions, aroused the succubus even more—hardening her cock and further stretching Tabitha's tight ass.

"Uuuuuu~ " Tabitha moaned and pinched her own nipples as she bounced faster and faster on Beatrice's cock. "I feel you! I feel how much you like my ass!! I love how you're stretching me even more!"

It took considerable effort for Beatrice not to cum already, despite the fact that her dick had clearly been already milked several times this morning, even while the succubus was unconscious. Beatrice theorized that it was that very morning milking that lowered her Arousal Points enough for the succubus to be able to control herself to such an extent and not just fuck Tabitha wildly to a breaking point. Though she probably would love that, Beatrice thought and her dick swelled from that thought.

The thirsty mage had worked her pretty little mouth off, and the succubus—feeling that she could manage to last a little while longer—decided to reward the mage properly for her morning service.

The succubus placed the palm of her hand just below Tabitha's flat stomach and cast [Dick Growing].

"OOOOOOOOH~" Tabitha uttered a guttural moan from a sudden magical surge at her abdomen and looked down to confirm her stimulating suspicions. She felt—and then she saw—her already huge clit swell further and further, and further. It grew beyond reason and with it, the burning desire to touch it, to rub it, to suck it, to stick it somewhere. Anywhere. To fuck. To be fucked. And each time Tabitha slammed against Beatrice's girth, each time her asshole stretched a little more, her clit swelled a little more.

"Ah! Ahn! Uah!" Tabitha kept fucking her asshole by slamming herself against the big fat cock of the futanari succubus. With each new thrust, the mage was rewarded with more pleasure in her butt which in turn accelerated the growth of her own throbbing girl-cock.

"What? … Whaaat…. What is—Aaaaaah!" Tabitha screamed in a mix of shock and ecstasy as her tongue hung from her mouth and her thighs twitched from the double pleasure. She just kept smashing her ass against Beatrice's groin, pummeling her ass with the futanari's thick cock while her small sexual button transformed into a fully formed, functional, aching for satisfaction, battle-ready cock.

Tabitha reached with her hands to her newly formed, aching futa-cock, but Beatrice reacted quickly. The succubus grabbed Tabitha's arms by the wrists and bound them together behind the bouncing girl's back.

"AHN~!" Tabitha cried out. Denied the quick and easy satisfaction of her male organ, she continued to impale herself on Beatrice's cock, desperate to somehow quench her ever-growing thirst for satisfaction. Tabitha even increased the pace with which she fucked herself, jumping up and down on Beatrice's hard cock, ravaging her ass, filling the room with the lewd, squelching sounds of wet flesh of two horny futa's slapping together. All the time Tabitha was unable to take her eyes off her hard, swaying cock.

But Beatrice wasn't done yet. She knew how to properly take care of a cock-whore that got off on choking on cocks. Beatrice sent her tail upward, slithering it along the mage's spine until the tip of her tail reached the mage's neck.

"Ah?" Tabitha gasped and shuddered from the sudden tickling at her nape by the heart-shaped tip of the succubus's tail. Before the mage even had the time to think, the tip of the tail lunged forward with the speed of an attacking snake, as if it had a will of its own, and wrapped itself around the mage's neck.

"GHKAKH!" Tabitha gasped as the tail tightened its grip around her neck like a python choking the life out of its prey.

For a moment Tabitha instinctively tried to break her arms free from Beatrice's tight hold, but as soon as she slammed her ass against Beatrice's groin and lunged that fat cock up her ass, Tabitha's grin widened and the masochist's true nature kicked in.

"Ghuaaghhh~" Tabitha gurgled with a wide, satisfied grin as saliva foam formed at her half-open mouth. Each second that she was deprived of oxygen increased her euphoria. Her cock grew harder, her thoughts grew simpler, and her pussy juices kept flowing as she shook her ass, thrusting towards the fast-approaching blissful climax.

"HEYSH, YESH, YEEESSSH~!!" Tabitha kept repeating with a half-sane smile as she grew unable to think of anything but sex and dicks. She grew increasingly light-headed, her hips moved purely on instinct now. The mage's oxygen-deprived brain further intensified the pleasure from the rough ass-fuck. And each source of the tight, stretching push against her insides, each second of squeezing tightness around her throat, or the sweet, tingling pain—all of them the masochist's cum-addled brain only interpreted further fuel to her pleasure.

Tabitha's swollen cock head started twitching. As the mage flew higher toward bliss, she sensed her ultimate pleasure approach. She yearned for it. She needed it. The ultimate happiness. Pure bliss. Pure ecstasy.

"GHAA~ YYEEEEESSSSSSS~!" Tabitha cried from the heart as her dopamine-raddled mind went white, and her cunt unleashed a jet of translucent liquid all over Beatrice's stomach. Tabitha's body could take no further, and the pressure relief valve that was her futa-cock opened up.

"UAAAAAAAAAA~~" Tabitha screamed as cum rushed through her cock. The protective function of a cock's orgasm was meant to act as a blocker before the continuously increasing pleasure would break the human mind. However, as it released the pressure in form of thick futa-cream it rewarded the brain for the breeding attempt by unleashing more dopamine directly into the pleasure circuits of her already malfunctioning brain.

The sudden surge temporarily tripled the pleasure that Tabitha's ecstatic body experienced, sending her further into euphoric madness. Tabitha's body involuntarily jerked and spasmed under the attack of the waves of pleasure that consumed her.

During all this madness, Tabitha's felt her ass fill up deep by a hot, hard object. Pushing in deep within her, it swelled and twitched before unleashing hot, thick cream into her bowels.

"Ghaaaaagh~" Tabitha moaned weakly as she floated barely conscious from the absolute bliss that the filling of her ass provided. The warm fulfillment spread all the way to her belly. And as Tabitha choked out by the tight grip of the succubus's tail around her neck, and with a girthy cock lodged deep in her ass, she experienced the purest orgasm of her life through her temporary cock and unleashed rope after rope on her big-titted succubus partner.

Each rope of cum sent a new wave through the mage's skinny body, forcing her to arch her back and utter another low, gurgling gasp of ecstasy while her swinging cock sent cum flying into the air, landing in thick strands on Beatrice.

Her stomach. Her huge tits. Her face. Her luscious hair. Absent-minded Tabitha marked the voluptuous succubus with her thick spunk and in her euphoric flight didn't even notice how the horny, orgasming succubus accepted Tabitha's girl cream into her open mouth, sticking out her tongue to catch a little more.

As Beatrice continued thrusting into the choking, thrashing mage's clamping ass, she herself could not go on much longer. Beatrice saw how much sick joy the masochist got from getting choked out while her ass was pounded and her hard, throbbing futa-cock swung up and down, aching for release.

Beatrice wanted to see Tabitha cum through her cock. She needed to see it. A hands-free, stimulation-free cock climax, brought upon by unrelenting ass-pounding, magnified by the intense pleasure the mage felt as she struggled to breathe. Tabitha was so close. So close. The masochist kept moaning and gurgling, barely holding on to consciousness which only further magnified the pleasure she felt.

And watching that erotic scene—the scene of pure, unabashed, masochistic surrender to pleasure—aroused Beatrice further by the second. With each thrust, the succubus was closer to her orgasm. She only hoped she could match her orgasm with Tabitha's. Cumming at the same time—Beatrice wanted that so badly! She needed it!

Beatrice could already imagine it: unleashing her thick load into Tabitha's tight asshole while the convulsing, euphoric slut erupts from her temporary meat rod and covers them both in hot cream. Beatrice wanted to see and feel her entire body get covered in cum. Her succubus body was too hot to not do so. At the very least she had to cover with cum her giant breasts that bounced up and down while she rammed Tabitha's ass. It would be criminal not to! At least those need to be smeared with the sticky liquid. Her stomach too! And her face?

Fuck! Beatrice cursed as her pussy twitched and her cock throbbed at the mere thought of how sexy she was. She wanted to mark her own face. Using Tabitha as a proxy, she needed to get a load across that sexy face. The Succubus's tongue rolled out of her mouth without her even realizing it, salivating to catch at least a drop of the hot reward that she had earned for holding on for so long without cumming.

But the horny succubus's imagination proved her undoing. The synergetic mix of her depraved, degrading sexual fantasies together with the tight, thorough stimulation of the entire length of her cock, combined with the auditory and visual stimulation of Tabitha's majestic pre-orgasm performance, sent Beatrice over the edge. Beatrice felt she passed the point of no return and her only choice now was to sprint across the finish line to maximize the pleasure of her climax.

With both hands, Beatrice squeezed Tabitha's hips hard and pulled her down on her cock, aiming to impale the mage's ass with all the force she had while at the same time she thrust her hips up, forcing her throbbing cock as deep as she could into the spasming mage's asshole. A couple more of such moves was all it took for Beatrice to see sparks before her eyes as her cock erupted, sending wave after wave of cum into Tabitha's bowels.

And the succubus's efforts were rewarded. As she sent her first rope of cum into Tabitha's clamping rectum while squeezing her tail around the gurgling mage's neck, Tabitha's cum-addled brain could take no more of such extreme overstimulation. The masochist's cunt was the first to let loose—squirting its liquid all over Beatrice's groin and abdomen while Tabitha's limbs twitched and bent in all directions as her swinging cock erupted, unleashing waves of cum in all directions.

Tabitha's cum-fireworks were complimented by the cum that rushed through Beatrice's tail. Accompanied by even more pleasure, the succubus's tail unleashed amounts of cum no smaller than Tabitha did. The first wave from the tail hit Tabitha directly in her face, but the aim of the tail was poor and it kept splashing its load with no better aim or control than Tabitha's swinging cock.

Beatrice threw her head back, her body arched on its own as she gave herself to the pleasure of emptying her cum reserves into the euphoric, spasming Tabitha while the two futas marked each other's bodies with thick loads of sticky, glistening girl cream. Both futanaris lost themselves in euphoric pleasure with their tongues hanging out. Both girls got to taste their bittersweet reward for the hard work they did and the bliss they gifted each other.