Author's responses:

to AJR3333: Glad to hear it. Looking forward to that next chapter of your Maken-ki fic.

to those concerned about Minerva and Lucy: It seems to me that y'all aren't seeing the same stuff I'm writing with regards to Minerva's move on Lucy. However, that's okay. Do not fret, for I am taking your concerns to heart.

Untangling Affairs

Lisanna hugged her knees to her chest and sighed. Alone in her room with the curtains drawn, the soft light of dusk cast a glow on her collection of plush toys. Sat against the sea blue walls like an audience at a theater, the youngest Strauss sibling found herself as she'd been before meeting Lucy: gloomy, restless and, maybe, a little lonely?

Staring ahead at her favorite set of plush dolls was making it worse, actually. After she'd seen the somewhat creepy Gray Fullbuster plush that Juvia had stitched together while training for the Tenrou Island S-Class trials, Lisanna had asked Juvia to make her some for her collection. Specifically, plush dolls of Natsu, Lucy, Cana, and Juvia herself. They were like penguins, with stubby flippers for arms and short, stumpy legs stuck to the bottom of their bodies.

Lisanna had originally asked for a Juvia plush because she honestly related to the rain woman. Plus, Juvia had insisted her hands could only perform labors of love in the visage of her darling. So, Lisanna had Juvia make a plush of herself so the bluenette could get some practice making something that wasn't Gray-based. Cana and Lucy… Well, to be honest, Lisanna had asked for them because they were both really pretty and on the same team for the S-Class trial. Really, though, it could've been anyone, because the Natsu doll had been what Lisanna wanted.

Sliding off the bed and scooping up the likenesses of her friends, Lisanna flopped back on the white blanket and hugged the three to herself, burying her face in their cotton-stuffed hair.

She missed being in Fairy Tail. She missed her friends. She missed Natsu.

Truth be told, she should really join a new guild. All of this stewing she'd been doing was probably bad for her health. With Elfman tussling his way up Quatro Cerberus's ranks, it wasn't as if it would be hard. However, it wouldn't be the same. None of the other guilds had that special blend that made Fairy Tail so special to her. No guild did. They lacked the uninhibited affection that she'd seen at Fairy Tail…

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Natsu threw his arms around Lucy's head and hugged her to himself.

"See? Ravenlord's not such a bad guy!" said the fire mage/demon. "And you thought he was a creep."

Lucy's eyes drooped even as her cheeks heated up. "So he's a helpful creep," she muttered.

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And, sure, Lisanna knew Quatro Cerberus was pretty wild and unconcerned about boundaries. Cana had told her that, from her occasional visits to the wild guild parties. However, Fairy Tail had also possessed bonds between its guild members that had led to some amazing feats being performed…

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"That's it, you guys, pour it on," said Natsu. Lucy and Minerva both grasped his clawed hands tighter as he continued to siphon out their Curse power. Even if they lacked specialized Curse abilities like Macro, Nova, or Enhancement, the fact they were half-Etherious meant some of their power manifested as Curse. Which was good for Natsu, because it meant that he could channel all that energy into Ultear's demon body.

...Through his chin, which rested on Ultear's firm, triangular trapezius. Her ass, round like a pair of bowling balls, was parked against Natsu's legs. Her arms stretched before herself, her sweater stretched around her trembling muscles as she forced time to bend to her will, gathering every scrap of wood, every bent nail, every thatch shingle, every shred of debris that had been scattered throughout the village basin by their unknown client's manmade disaster.

Once she was certain she had it all, encapsulated in a massive yet invisible dome of raw focus and willpower, her left eye shone with a red tri-pronged symbol and she uttered a single word.

"Restore."

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And, sure, the same could be said for a guild like Lamia Scale, whose members had formed part of the Alliance against the Oracion Seis. That was after they'd come together to almost awaken a massive demon of Zeref, Deliora.

Lisanna sighed into her plushies. She might've considered them, but Lamia Scale didn't strike her as… as…

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The quartet stood amidst a village restored… more or less. They stayed for a few more hours to inspect each structure, one by one, per Natsu's orders and Lucy's insistence.

"Remind me why we're doing this again," Minerva groused, a Territory sphere growing to engulf the house she was in, looking to teleport any loose or disconnected pieces that might have, supposedly, fallen out.

"Because that tornado could've thrown something outside of Ultear's range," Lucy answered from a nearby house, emerging and still clad in her Taurus Star Dress. Minerva's consolation to doing this was that she got to see not one but three muscular bodies keeping her company. Sure, two of them were women, but on the other hand, two of them were stacked women.

"She's right," Ultear said as she gave a small cabin a good thwack with the palm of her hand… only to have it shift sideways and collapse like a playing card falling over. "If any components of these houses were outside of my spell's range, then they weren't replaced. My spell can't shape things into new forms, not unless I know exactly how they're meant to be."

Minerva's eyes narrowed at that. "...Which is why we'll need someone else to fix the machines."

Ultear shrugged her bulging shoulders, causing her tits to shift beneath her sweater. "Sorry."

"Don't be," Lucy assured her as she leaned on a small wooden outhouse. "If I've learned anything from working with Natsu, it's that nothing is ever easy, or simple."

Ultear chuckled. "Except Natsu himself."

Minerva licked her lips, eye-fucking the two as she turned to find her guildmaster. Natsu's not hard, either. Not yet.

She found him seated on a rock in the middle of a circle of cooking fires. At the moment, he was working with the villagers to butcher and cook the corpses of a pair of rocs, a large cousin of the albatross which was native to these mountains. Two other rocs, also dead, were halfway to being plucked while a large flat stone had been repurposed as a pestle for grinding some local herbs into spices.

Lacking a means of detecting faults, Natsu had instead chosen to go hunting with some of the villagers. It was a nice gesture, but as the guildmaster's busty owner crept up behind him, relishing the warmth of the fires on her face and hands, she had one doubt left to be settled.

"Very generous of you," she said, draping herself on his back.

Natsu tilted his head as Minerva nuzzled his neck. "How do you figure?"

"I figure," Minerva said, as her hands began to wander around his torso, "that we still haven't been paid."

"True." Sticking out his hand, Natsu shot a small burst of Nova fire over the sizzling roc carcass. The cookfire hissed and spat as droplets of fat and grease were driven from the meat and into its orange tongues. Steam rose off of the seared flesh.

"...And?" Minerva asked, drawing back.

"And nothing." He swiveled around on his rock and looked her in the eye. There was fire in them hotter than the ones making his dinner. "Son of a bitch must pay."

Minerva's eyes narrowed at that. She knew who their client most likely was. She had a feeling Natsu knew it, too, given that she'd told him her suspicions. She also had a feeling that, given the change in the formerly dim-witted Dragon Slayer since becoming the master of Tartaros, not to mention her owner/property, he might be thinking on a larger scale than a single village or job.

If so… Her knees rubbed together at the thought. Her coat hid the gesture, but she'd show him how it made her feel at a later time, once she could probe him for answers.

Said time never truly came, though. After the villagers had been fed and the houses inspected, in some cases destroyed, Natsu immediately ordered that they return to the Cube.

"Why so urgent?" Minerva asked, even as she began warping them back towards the border.

"Can't shake the feeling that someone was watching us," Natsu said, his eyes fixed on the restored village as it lurched further and further away. "That kid… He was more bummed about the rocks blocking the pass than his house falling over… And the fact those merchant guys just happened to be coming by when it all went down…"

Clinging to Natsu's back, even as he clung to Ultear and Lucy (still in her Taurus Dress), Minerva pressed her body tighter as she sensed Ultear (unknowingly?) doing the same.

I'm gonna fuck you, so hard, Minerva thought. Who the thought was directed at, she hadn't decided yet.

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It was nearly dawn, Lisanna was still awake, and she was ready to scream into the fabric pressed to her face.

"Who am I kidding?!" She groaned and rolled onto her back, a lone plushie's head buried in her bosom. It was like some distant magical device was beaming these feelings into her head, feelings of loneliness, of regret.

...of jealousy, spurred on by Lucy's last visit.

I miss you so much, Natsu!

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"Man, I missed this place so much!" Natsu said as he barged into the upper "guild hall". They could call it that because it now had a roof and a pair of glowing lacrima lighting it. The discarded piles of tapestry were still there, though, and still smelled heavily of fornication.

"We were gone for less than a day," Ultear pointed out.

"Maybe, but a near-death experience always makes me a little homesick."

Rolling her eyes and unable to argue, Ultear changed the subject. "What about our pay? By now, the dead drop location would have been cleaned out."

Natsu led the quartet down the stairs and into the Cube. "I figure we'll collect some other way. We're owed for what we did, and the fact we saved all those people."

"I suspect the purpose of our job was to make sure they couldn't be saved," said Ultear.

"You think?" Lucy asked sarcastically. "An avalanche and a bridge collapse blocks off both roads out of the village, then a freak tornado tears through. I think we were set up to take the fall for a mass human sacrifice."

Natsu shrugged. "Makes no difference to me."

"And it shouldn't," Minerva agreed, trotting up to Natsu's side. She opened her cloak and exposed her bikini-clad body, before sinking his arm into her breasts. "We accept what happened and move forward."

"Yyyyup," said Natsu. His pants got tighter as they walked.

The four continued down, allowing Natsu to lead them with his nose. Said nose eventually took them to Hell's Core, where Kyoka and Seilah were squatting next to a destroyed molding tube. The side of the tube's base was open; Kyoka's talon glowed green as a strange knot of metal piping floated out of the opening. A small gathering of mechanical parts, some more arcane and exotic than others, lay spread on the stone near them. This piping soon joined the mix of double-gears, criss-crossing metal weaves, cracked lacrima and other things Natsu didn't know the technical names for.

Kyoka stood, turned, and bowed. "Master, you're back."

"Yeah. Thing was a bust. All we got was a meal and some good will from the people."

Seilah's deadpan stare said nothing to anyone except Kyoka, who said to her master, "How will we proceed, then?"

Natsu's flaming fist slammed into his palm. "We're gonna get what we're owed, plus interest. Nobody double-crosses my guild without getting a red hot finger up the nose!"

Lucy and Seilah blanched at the image.

"Complicating things," Minerva added, "is the fact that we were probably hired by the Minister of the Treasury, Zash Caine."

"The plot thickens," Seilah murmured.

Minerva ignored her, instead shucking her cloak and making her way around the molding tube, ostensibly pacing while pondering but, in reality, showing off her bouncing curves to her prospective lovers.

"He has a penchant for smoking cigars," Minerva continued. "In his position, I would think he'd be smart enough to embezzle the funds needed to hire us."

"Then he might be trying to mastermind another coup," said Ultear, watching Minerva as she circled the broken tube's base. Ultear folded her arms, causing her own curves to bulge. "He was Fiore's Minister of State before he tried to overthrow the king. He received asylum in Stella after fleeing there and murdering his own men."

"So, what will our next move be?" Kyoka asked.

"Same as before: get some cash, go from there," Natsu said. "Though, now we gotta figure out some other way to get it."

He turned to the woman who'd just completed her walk. "What do you think, Minerva?"

"Hmmmm…" Her lustful eyes began to wander, first to Natsu, then to the assembly of women surrounding him. "If we can just… Kyoka?"

"Yes?" said the bird demoness.

"How long and hard would it be… to mass-produce those feel-all dildos you've made?"

"Mass produce?" Slowly, as realization pushed its way into Kyoka's brain, her eyes grew wide. "You mean-"

"To sell them," Minerva finished.

Seilah gave her a blank look. "And this is why you asked us to make another?"

"Not exactly. That one I was thinking we could sell, but it was also a prototype for a third one." Minerva looked in Natsu's direction. "A third one designed for men."

"Nuh-uh! Forget it!" Natsu folded his arms. "Don't care what it is, don't care who's puttin' it there, don't care what Porlyusica said about my health! I ain't taking anything up my butt!"

Minerva's lips curled into a smile. "I knew you were going to say that."

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One week later...

Minerva adjusted the mouth hole on her rubber hood, centering it better on her brown lips. The black material snapped back into place over her skin; she puckered her lips and opened her mouth to check. It was perfect: she both looked and felt like a fucktoy awaiting a massive, veiny cock to shove itself inside her.

She felt a tap on the nubs of her horns, poking through the top of the rubber. Tilting her seemingly bald head down, Minerva regarded her 'understudy'. "Excited, Kyoka?"

The avian woman was sporting a wrinkled lip as she lay on the floor, holding a cubic video camera. Its lens was in rough shape but still functional, much like the recording lacrima within. She pointed it up at Ultear's exposed pussy and taut butt, ready to record all the wet, nasty things those vaginal lips would do throughout the course of this "demonstration". In reality, Kyoka suspected she'd be joining in at some point; both Minerva and Natsu seemed to favor her for the long, prehensile tendrils her fingers could become. Albeit, her Master only favored watching, not taking.

"Is this really necessary?" Kyoka asked nevertheless.

"We need money and me and Luce aren't wanted criminals," Natsu called from the wall of their topside guild building. With a roof on it, no one would be able to use the stars from the footage to track them down.

"And me?" Ultear asked, her bare crotch inches away from Minerva's chin. "Why am I here?"

"What?" Natsu questioned. "You were a guy when I first met you."

Ultear winced. "That was a disguise."

Lucy had her own magical camera, parked atop her giant breasts as she sat in a rickety chair, looted from one of the dark guilds Seilah had apparently destroyed. Her crossed arms kept both her boobs and her camera level. She didn't say it, but she was glad Natsu was there. She was still kind of shell-shocked from her first girl-on-girl experience with Minerva, to the point where, ever since they got back to the Cube, she hadn't done anything like what she was about to watch. She was pent-up again, sure, but she wasn't sure who she should go to for relief. She wasn't sure if she wanted to say, and do, all the things Minerva had coaxed out of her.

She sighed. "I should've gone with Seilah," she muttered.

"Ready, Lucy?" Natsu asked, his own camera at the ready as he took a seat, roughly at a 90-degree angle to where Lucy would be recording. They had about 6 feet separating them from the trio of ladies in the center.

"...Yeah, I guess."

The squeak and stretch of rubber sounded as Minerva looked over her shoulder. "Make sure you get it right, or we may need a second take." She then ran a hand down Ultear's naked, muscular thigh. "And we wouldn't want that, would we?"

Personally, Lucy wanted to know where Minerva had gotten that much rubber for the hood she wore. It wasn't like the material was easy to find, let alone craft into a kinky wrestling mask.

"Aaand…" Natsu pushed the button on his own camera and started the feed, already zoomed in on Minerva's sexy lips and Ultears's glistening lips. "Go!"

"Gladly," Minerva purred, addressing Ultear's pussy. "Let's get you warmed up."

Her "gloved" fingers, black to match her mask, traced Ultear's wet labia as her tongue emerged from between her puckered lips, lapping at Ultear's clit and coaxing it out for their future audience.

Ultear moaned a little, her hands rising to caress Minerva's hood.

"Mmmm, that's it. Let your voice out," Minerva smirked and licked her again. Now the caress had become a clutch, Ultear's muscles tensing from her knee-high boots all the way to her own black mask. This one wasn't a full-skull hood like Minerva. Only Ultear's face was covered by the stretched pentagonal rubber. The straps were tied off on the base of her horns or the choker that hugged the underside of her jaw. Her hair, horns, top bun were as visible as her bright blue lips and unfocused eyes.

Said eyes fluttered shut as her knees buckled beneath her hefty thighs. Being an old woman for so long, and now having her hormonal youth restored, meant Ultear was far more open and daring than she'd ever been, even in disguise for Grimoire Heart.

"Ah!" Ultear's legs closed around Minerva's hand, her three fingers deep in her salivating slit. It didn't matter: Minerva had found her most sensitive spot.

Which she stopped stimulating immediately. "I don't think so. Either open up and show me how you cum, or I'll-"

"Or you'll what?" Ultear snapped, clarity and anger in her eyes as she glared down her body. Then she moaned again as Minerva kissed her clit.

"Don't think you're in control just because I'm about to let you fuck me," Minerva said, licking her lips. "I can't wait to see how hard this body can go. But, for now…"

One more lick, then Minerva's other hand wound around Ultear's toned ass. The time demon stiffened as she felt two fingers press to her unused hole.

"Go on," Minerva said, all finger movement stopping. "Fuck yourself."

Ultear bent her knees. Minerva's fingers pushed into her pussy and ass.

"Ulgh!" Ultear lurched at the feeling. Someone (meaning Kyoka) had let slip that Ultear had a fetish for buttplay.

"Amazing, isn't it?" Minerva murmured, kissing Ultear's hip. A spark of green passed from her lips and into Ultear's body. "So what are you waiting for?"

"I…" Ultear opened her legs and bent them slightly. "Oh… I'm not…!"

Another quarter-inch, another kiss from Minerva.

"I-! Ah! AH!" Ultear's legs were open and her feminine muscles glistening as she rode Minerva, bouncing her bountiful breasts up and down.

"That's it!" Minerva shouted. "Feed that hungry pussy! Stretch it out! That body's made to work it!"

Ultear went from bouncing to swiveling, gyrating her hips in circles as she lost herself to the pleasure. Her fluids dripped from her cunt and forced Kyoka to shift, lest they smudge the lens of her camera. Whatever pride she'd had, Ultear had surrendered it to the hedonistic bliss of the new Tartaros. At least, until she came.

Minerva felt her partner's quim clenching. She pulled out and played Ultear's clit like an angry violinist, sending the amazoness gushing around her knuckles. Truth be told, it wasn't surprising. Natsu had ordered Kyoka to Enhance them both before they started, to make the demonstration go faster. Minerva's additions only hastened things further.

"Ah… Hah…" Ultear's bare pussy quivered for the cameras, its pink petals drenched in femcum. She sank to one knee, then the other, giving Minerva the perfect height to snake her arms around Ultear's body.

"Good girl," whispered Minerva. Once more, that seemed to snap Ultear to attention. The post-coital haze parted from her eyes and she found herself matching fierce glares with a tigress.

"Give it to me," Ultear demanded, holding out her hand.

Minerva began conjuring a Territory sphere above them, out of sight from the cameras. "Don't get ahead of yourself. This puss hasn't met a cock she couldn't handle."

Minerva shot a glance at Natsu as the demon dildo dropped from above. "Except maybe one."

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Another who couldn't handle things was Seilah. Watching Kyoka was bad enough, but being forced to watch a group of apes surrender to their base animal instincts? She scoffed.

Unacceptable.

That was why, much to her frustration, she found herself locked out of the library. While the books had been stacked neatly on the ground, even alphabetized, the shelves had lost some of their mass to the chasm made by the Spirit King's sword. According to Ultear, without the original mass present, rewinding time would lead to the shelves incomplete and full of gaps, useless to hold so many books if they collapsed. Thus, the library remained cluttered until new shelves could be constructed.

But, more critically, Ravenlord was there.

She chanced a glance through the doorless frame. Ravenlord skulked around the room like a predator, dipping his head down towards the crack in the floor and the divide in the wall, which Seilah planned to knock out and expand her library into Franmalth's old room. What was he doing?

More importantly, when was he going to leave?

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Minerva's mouth was open, her breathing heavy as she stood before her partner. Her scintillating legs straddled the air, her knees bent slightly. Her fingers toyed with her exposed nipples, gently pulling at the brown areola. She could've made the excuse that it was to get her wet and ready, but she was already drenched. No, Minerva did it because it felt good and got Natsu hard in his pants.

Ultear stood before her, stroking her new demonic appendage. Minerva had seen that expression before, in the eyes of masked men who'd thought their money would make up for their fat bodies and advanced age.

The key difference, however, was that this time, Minerva had every intention of allowing herself to be violated. Ultear's muscular body; her round, perky breasts; her full blue lips; her fat black cock… Oh yes, Natsu had been right to choose her.

"You've used one of those before," Minerva observed.

"I may have," Ultear replied, a drop of desire running down her leg. Hers was the same demon rod that Minerva had used to seduce Lucy.

Minerva stepped closer and let her hands drop, her breasts pressing against Ultears, the tip of Ultear's added cock brushing against Minerva's pelvis. The two women's eyes were locked on one another, one a look of smug superiority, the other a gaze of authoritative lust. Both thought they were better than the other, and the knife that butchered the tension was all of two words from Minerva.

"Prove it."

Ultear's body crashed into Minerva's. Her feet left the floor as Ultear's hands found the crease of her ass cheeks, lifting her up and dropping her atop her demonic appendage.

Both women screamed at the sensation. Ultear came right away; she was too Enhanced not to. Her body convulsed once, twice, and the third spasm was turned into a hip thrust. Minerva threw her head back and howled like a banshee as she was bounced on Ultear's cock, snapping her legs shut around the muscular amazon.

"Good FUCK!" Minerva shouted. "Ah, yeah, fuck my pussy so hard! Use those fucking muscles to make me-E CUM!"

Cum she did, as did Ultear. Minerva crushed Ultear's face to her naked brown tits as Ultear's body spasmed again, her quivering legs caving to the tsunami of sexual rapture. Two sets of tits jiggled and sloshed against each other. Sinking to her knees, Ultear pitched forward and slammed Minerva to the ground, planting the balls of her feet on either side of Minerva's hips. Both pairs of cheeks spread, their unused assholes exposed as Ultear started hammering Minerva again.

"Oh-!" Ultear winced as she got the full force of Minerva's tightening pussy. "You're squeezing me so tight!"

Minerva laughed and locked her legs behind Ultear's back. "Too much for you?"

Ultear scowled. "Not a bit."

Her blue lips devoured Minerva's black pair of dick-suckers. Both women moaned and grunted as Ultear's ass rose and plunged into Minerva's cunt. Minerva's legs couldn't hold Ultear down, but what they could do was keep her close. So, Minerva's cheeks rippled as Ultear slammed her into the floor, fucking her into the ground as the two women's hands squeezed and clawed at each other's bodies.

Natsu was distracted from the display by a different one. Kyoka's position on the floor was rendered moot when the two seductresses had fallen down. So, Kyoka had rolled over to Lucy and was now watching beside her… whilst one of her claws wound its way up Lucy's leg. The blonde's lip was tensed; even in her chair, her horny fidgeting was causing her breasts to sway, ruining her camera's footage. No matter: Natsu had the best seat in the house as Ultear's exposed pussy twitched, contracted, then squirted down Minerva's ass when the two women came again.

Satisfied, and willing to thump anyone who called him a liar, Natsu powered down the camera and moved over to Lucy. She was so caught up in not being horny that she only noticed Natsu when his iron rod pushed her camera off of her tits.

"We got what we needed," said Natsu. "Now let's get to the good part."

"Oh yes, Master," Kyoka breathed hotly, draping herself against his leg. "Command us, your lowly concubines."

"Hey, what did I tell you?" Natsu chided. "No one in Tartaros is 'lowly'."

Lucy rolled her eyes. "You know what she wants, Natsu."

"And I know what you want, too."

"Wah!"

Lucy was yanked out of her chair and thrown over Natsu's shoulder. Her gigantic jugs spilled all the way down to his ribs, their nubs hardening as she felt his clawed hands prick her butt.

"Come on, Kyoka. Let's get in there before those two fuck each other to death."

Kyoka rose and bowed her head. "As you wish, Master.

Natsu stood still for a moment, then swatted Lucy's ass.

"Hey!" yelped the blonde.

"I'm waiting, Luce."

He didn't need to see her face to know she was redder than Erza's hair. "I am not calling you 'Master', mister!"

Natsu shrugged, making her boobs sway against his back. "That's fine. I got a way of fixing disrespect."

Walking over to the two fornicating women, Kyoka crawling behind him, Natsu laid Lucy on the ground before kneeling next to Ultear's legs.

Minerva was still enjoying herself, having de-Enhanced the both of them so they wouldn't spend themselves too soon. "Fuck that tight little pussy!" she growled. "Oh yeah, it feels so fucking good!"

Ultear was cheek-to-cheek, mask-to-mask, her lips curled into a perpetual O-face as she pounded Minerva into the ground, her hardened glutes causing tremors in Minerva's S-class booty. It was like watching two cannonballs collide with two jello mounds.

Natsu enjoyed the show a moment longer. Then, he set himself and tackled the women, rolling them over.

"What the-?!"

"FUCK!"

The sudden gravity and lack of legs caused Minerva to jam Ultear's now-upright cock inside herself, lighting her up with an orgasm. Her body was folded in half as her heels slipped up near Ultear's shoulders, before Natsu's hand caught her boobs and pulled her upright.

"Ah… Hm? Too horny to hold back any longer?" Minerva said haughtily.

"Something like that," said Natsu, beckoning his other two girls over. Kyoka's submissive slut-face gave way to the dominant slave mistress she'd been before meeting Natsu, looking down at her horned pets as she pulled their rubber masks off.

"You won't be needing those," she informed them.

Ultear, trapped in an amazon press with Minerva's amorphous ass keeping her legs spread, looked up at the bird woman who'd first violated her into Tartaros. Not for long, as Kyoka's naked pussy soon filled Ultear's vision, her huge haunches sandwiching her head and horns.

"Aaaah, just like Seilah," Kyoka sighed, feeling the tips of those horns prod her ass. "Please your mistress and be rewarded."

"Not yet," Natsu said, releasing Minerva and performing a series of hand motions.

"Woah! Hey!"

Lucy was lifted from the ground and soon lay in the air before Natsu, her head and honkers hanging down. Those melons rested atop Minerva's head, the demon tigress humming and reaching up to caress them.

"So much size," she purred. "All mine to play with?"

"For now," said Natsu, pushing his cock down to press against Ultear's ass. He felt her muscles tighten when his tip made contact with her puckered hole, her legs flexing and toes curling. Ultear's feminine fluids began to drip down the crease of her ass. Her body had betrayed her, lubing her up for a hardcore sodomizing.

"Okay," Natsu said. "Go."

Ultear's muffled cry traveled through Kyoka's body as her tongue delved into Kyoka's pussy. Minerva started grinding on Ultear's borrowed cock, while reaching up to squish and fondle Lucy's enormous mounds. Lucy herself moaned and writhed as Natsu ate her out, pulling at the bindings on her wrists and ankles. And, of course, Ultear's bulging ass muscles were no match for Natsu's steel-hard rod.

"Oh yes," Kyoka purred, grinding her haunchy body on Ultear's face. "Oh yes! You've learned so well!"

"And she takes it well, too," Natsu said, before re-devouring Lucy's cunt. Lucy was about to say something when Kyoka and Minerva reached up and injected her with dual doses of Enhancement Curse. Minerva took those giant jugs and guided the tips to her mouth, while her hands fell upon Ultear's unabused mounds. Lucy let out a strangled cry as she fell into depravity once again, her magic lactation flowing as her body was wracked with pleasure. She whimpered and gasped, writhing in her vine harness, before Kyoka silenced her slutty moans with a kiss. Her taloned fingers running through Lucy's hair, brushing it away as the two stared into each other's eyes

Natsu pulled away from his girl's pink lips and kissed her inner thigh. "Like it, Lucy?"

"MMGH!" Lucy's eyes shut and her body lurched as Natsu's tongue flicked her clit. "Mh-hrh!"

Minerva's lips popped free of Lucy's nipples. "She likes butt stuff, too."

"Really?" Natsu asked. "How do you know?"

"Why not?" Minerva countered. "It's another hole."

Lucy squealed in denial, but Natsu wasn't so sure. He reached up and slid two fingers into her butt, twisting them around, massaging her soft cheeks with his knuckles. Lucy's squeals went from denial to arousal in an instant. She started writhing and twisting in her bindings, exactly the same as when Natsu ate her out.

"Guess so," Natsu said, before slapping Minerva's oversized olive ass. "Minerva, let her legs out."

Minerva chuckled and took Lucy's nipples back in her mouth, rising high enough on Ultear's cock to let the muscle girl out. Immediately, Ultear's legs flew around Natsu's waist, locked behind his back, and forced his meat all the way into her ass. Her body arched and tensed, the crushing strength of her orgasm…

"Ultear…!" Natsu gasped. "Kinda… hard to breathe…"

Ultear didn't hear; she was too busy cumming her brains out. Her guts felt so full; if only her sopping pussy could be filled, too…

As if reading her mind, Natsu wrestled his way out of her legs and ass. Ultear whined and desperately flailed, trying to keep her organs rearranged and her asshole stretched. Natsu wouldn't have it. He got up, went around the orgy, and whispered something into Kyoka's ear. Even as she continued to make out with Lucy, the Goddess of the Slave Planet nodded.

Ultear felt a serpent-like tendril snake its way along each side, slipping between her hips and Minerva's thighs before snuggling into the crease of her groin. One metallic nub poked at each hungry hole. Minerva's ride grew more frantic as she felt something similar slip down the crack of her glorious ass and tease her back door.

Lucy got to watch the show, staring down past her pillowy breasts as Kyoka's fingers had replaced her tongue. Now, as one avian claw saw to Minerva and Ultear, the other saw to Lucy. Kyoka's second and third fingers remained stuffed in Lucy's mouth, testing the back of her throat, keeping her on the verge of gagging. Her first and fourth fingers elongated, slithering their way down the busty blonde's back until, like the others, they surmounted Lucy's booty and found her holes.

Natsu settled in behind Kyoka, wedging his cock between her own fat gobs of ass-dough before giving the order.

"Kyoka, make them cum and don't let them stop."

Kyoka turned and moaned as she felt Natsu enter her. "Yes, Master End."

The three former humans all screamed in ecstasy as Kyoka's finger-tendrils burrowed into them. Ultear's legs thrashed and smashed the stone floor, looking for a pair of hips to cling to as her pussy and ass orgasmed out of control. Minerva was no better: tossed around atop Ultear, tendrils stirring up her ass while her pussy took a huge demon dick. She wanted to suck on her lip but Lucy's nipples were in her mouth, drawing spasms and orgasms from the blonde. Of course, Lucy got the same deal as Ultear: one in the black cherry, one in the red one, her jaw biting down on the metal-like fingers in her mouth.

The three came and came and couldn't stop if they wanted. Kyoka made sure to Enhance them all just enough so that they'd build up to one high even as they came down from the last. Kyoka herself got to enjoy her master's hands on her breasts, his black claws agonizingly pleasurable as he plowed her ass and filled her with his potent essence. Her head turned, her black lips meeting his as the two shared a kiss, reveling in the pleasure they'd caused in their mind-blasted guild mates.

And so it continued, the funding project long forgotten as the Tartaros demons lost themselves in passion…

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Slinging her bag over her shoulder, Lisanna looked to her soon-to-be traveling companion. "Are you sure about this? When I said I wanted your help, I didn't expect you to go this far."

Said companion adjusted the shoulder strap of her blue checkered bikini top. "It's fine. Anything for family, Lisanna."

Lisanna rolled her eyes and smiled. "Says the girl about to walk out on her dad."

Cana closed her deck of cards safely in the box at her hip and hoisted her own traveling bag. "He's got my card. Besides, high time I got him back for leaving me when I was a kid."