402: Bad End (18–)
“AHHHN!!! YES!!! MORE!!” Olivia moaned and cried in ecstasy while getting stuffed with more tentacles than she had holes for. Olivia relied on her hands to satisfy additional tentacles as they came all over her alongside the tentacles that came inside her, pushing deeper and deeper inside her. “OOOH~~~! Just like that! You’re so filling! GHLURK—!”
Olivia kept cumming repeatedly and praising the tentacle demon until three tentacles burst out of her mouth, wiggling as they sprayed a fountain of cum into the air above Olivia. The ninja girl let go of the tentacles so catch as much cum as she could and smear it all over her body.
Olivia particularly seemed to get off on caressing her bloated, tentacle filled neck, enjoying the sticky texture of cum over the veiny protrusions of her cling film thin skin that barely contained the unnatural expansion of the vital arteries and muscles.
All through this Beatrice could tell that Olivia was in absolute bliss. Olivia’s eyes rolled back and even with her mouth stuffed she still managed to form a satisfied grin that she used to only show Beatrice.
And Olivia was not the only one getting pleased in ways that Beatrice never could. Continuously escalating moans and cries of ecstasy reverberated through the shadowy mines. The arena was lit all along its outer edge with countless of sky-high pillars of spinning infernal flames, casting hellish light on more naked copulating pairs than the most ambitious Japanese orgy porn.
All sixteen of Beatrice’s eunuchs were granted giant, two-foot-long purple tentacle cocks with which they fucked every female member of the Purple Capes they could get their massive hands on.
“Finally, someone answered our prayers, instead of feeding us empty promises!” Bob cheered as she came inside a stunning big-titty redhead, whose tits bounced back and forth as she came from Bob’s skillful technique of both pounding her pussy and rubbing out her clit to a glorious orgasm.
Beatrice couldn’t help but feel jealous and depressed that she was unworthy of such fucking. And how come some random redhead had bigger, fuller and prettier tits than her? Beatrice looked down into a puddle of cum to see her own reflection that did not satisfy her in the slightest. Her breasts were getting saggy from all the braless bouncing and fucking. Even her cock softened and shriveled at the sight of herself.
No wonder that only the least deserving demonlings reluctantly agreed to fuck her when they got pushed away from all the more-appealing females. But even their fourth-rate bent demon cocks were better than nothing. For Beatrice deeply desired any form of sexual satisfaction, having gone for months without sex after getting rejected again and again as an unviable partner. Beatrice could only go on for so long watching her lovers merrily have sex with each other while laughing at her as she jerked her tiny pecker to the sight.
Who knew that even the lowliest of demonlings could be such spectacular sex partners? Capable of forming both cocks and pussies, they fulfilled the desires of every man and woman in the arena, spreading joy and love juices to all who wished to be happy and accepted. Lilith, the magic bubble girl, hapilly fucked with two bug-like demonlings at once, while her uncle watched and fucked a demonling from behind.
“YES! Fuck them!! Fuck them all!!” the white-haired, long-eared, pintsized beastkin, Felicia Thundershnauf, cheered on the demons while stroking her gargantuan futa cock, shooting gallons of cum into the air that landed into the flaming pillars, feeding the flames of her personal orgy.
“AAAHN!!! GHAAAAAGNGHHH!! UAUAAAAAAARAGH!!!” Tabitha cried and thrashed under the weight of countless thick, slimy tentacles. She was pushed and pounded into the hard, rough surface of the stone arena, fucked by four or five tentacles into her ass and pussy while getting strangled to the point that her tongue was squeezed out, having the time of her life.
“OOOHHHHH~~~~!!!!!” Olivia let out guttural cry as she came again from the tentacles that copulated within her belly. “Sooooo much better than Beatrice’s tiny cock!! Please, oh God of Pleasure, fill my womb with your babies!!”
It hurt Beatrice to watch this, yet her tiny cock got hard, and she could not help but be aroused by the skill of the demons that she could never possess.
“So, this was the limit to your potential?” Ember appeared before Beatrice and looked down at the failed succubus with disgust. “How could you fuck this up so bad? I expected so much more from you! What a disappointing failure!”
“No!! I didn’t mean for it to go this way!!” Beatrice cried. She couldn’t even understand how she managed to fail so disastrously. “I’ll fix it!!! AAAHN~~~ I’ll… Ohhh. Somehow…”
It hurt. It hurt Beatrice’s heart and soul to know that she was a failure. Failed yet again. This was supposed to be her time! Her one chance at a better life! Only the thursts of demonling deformed cocks into Beatrice’s wet pussy and clamping ass could dampen the numb the pain within her soul.
“P-please! Please, one more chance!” Beatrice moaned as she came from getting fucked by demons.
“Another chance!?” Ember grimaced at the sight of the cockroach before her. “You must be joking! Can you imagine? She’s asking for one more chance!”
“The audacity!” Lululna, the blonde, scantily clad buxom goddess concurred with Ember. “Pathetic pervert! I’m done with this loser! Let’s go have fun with someone cool and confident!”
“Agreed!” Ember and Luluna skipped to Felicia and proceeded to make out with the beastkin, slapping together their long, wet, wiggling tongues with each other while also laughing and throwing haughty glances at Beatrice.
“OOOOH!! HERE THEY COME!!!” Olivia screamed in euphoric rapture as she held her bloated, nine-months-pregnant-with-quadruplets stomach. With each passing moment her stomach grew and grew to the ever-greater joy of the soon-to-be broodmother. “CUMMMIIIINGG!!! THEY’RE CUMMMIIIING!! THE DEMON BABIEESSS AAAAREE CUUUUUUMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING~~~~!!!’”
“OLIVIA!!!!” Beatrice screamed at the top of her lungs as she jumped up in cold sweat and saw the startled expressions of Samantha and Ember in the warmly lit guest room of Samantha’s shop.