Chapter 101

“So, you’re done with them, for now?” Ember asked Beatrice as the threesome of the three Purple Capes slowed down.

“I would, but...” Beatrice sighed. Honestly, the succubus didn’t even want to do anything more with them. She repeatedly kept her Arousal Points barely above zero for some time now and she honestly felt like she got all that she wanted from these three when it came to her interest. But. “Sometimes it’s not about what we want.”

“Huh?” Ember didn’t fully grasp the meaning of the reply.

Beatrice brought up her Information to check the percentage of experience she needed for her next level.

Information

Name Beatrice

Age 18

Class Succubus

Level 31 (19%)

Health Points 940/940 (+1.4/sec)

Arousal Points 2/448 (+0.01/sec)

Stamina Point s320/320 (+0.8/sec)

Physical Attack62

Physical Defense75

Magic Attack57

Magic Defense23

Speed41

Eighty-one, huh? Beatrice looked at Ava’s two softening dicks under Joshua’s modest belly. Oh, well, while they’re still there...

Without much enthusiasm, Beatrice walked up to Ava and lightly tapped on her shoulder while using [Dick Growth Inversion] on her. The thirty-minute cooldown on this Skill too. So, it will be up along with [Dick Growth (+2)] by the time that we get to those Pits. So might as well use this opportunity to collect some additional experience for the next level.

“Ah!?” Ava was spurred back to attention by new, sudden developments around her groin.

“What now?” Felix asked.

“Holy fuck!!” Joshua exclaimed, his excitement growing by the second when he realized that Ava’s two cocks shrunk and inverted, turning into two new fuckable holes. “Hell yeah!!”

Joshua didn’t waste a second and started fucking one of Ava’s holes while finger-fucking the other one.

“At least someone’s enthusiastic about this,” Ember chuckled as she watched.

“Hey, you’re not going to monopolize all of her!” Felix suddenly raised his voice. Not to be outdone by his less-endowed partner, Joshua started fighting for a decent position on top of Ava to get access to one of the pussies to fuck.

Oh, good, Beatrice thought. She did not want to force anyone to participate, but she did want them all to participate to add to the novelty of a foursome with three pussies of one female, stuffed with cocks. Not even for Beatrice’s benefit, but for her System’s.

And while Joshua and Felix fought over access to Ava’s multiple pussies, Beatrice had little trouble maneuvering her tail to Ava’s ass, creating a quadruple penetration action all while Ava continued lactating, though to a lesser and lesser extent, lowering to more “normal” levels.

But even if Beatrice’s interest in continuing the sexual intercourse was purely mathematical, Ava quickly got back into the groove. Suddenly experiencing the pleasure of three pussies pleasured simultaneously as well as her ass for good measure, quickly brought Ava to a new orgasm and she gladly let herself be used through a few more climaxes.

-89.6 AP

Fuck, no level-up! Was Beatrice’s first thought the second that she received the familiar notification after unleashing a load up Ava’s ass. She then quickly brought her Information up to check on the percentages.

Level31 (77%)

Alright, not a total waste then, Beatrice thought while quickly getting dressed and ready to move out.

“Wrap it up!” Beatrice told the trio who continued on without her, while they had the chance to fuck a three-pussy-girl into oblivion.

“No way!” Joshua protested. “I can still keep going!”

“You won’t be told twice,” Ember said and with a snap of her fingers, the ring of fire around them sprung back to its blazing life. “As much as we’d love to let you fuck each other till sunrise, we’ve got shit to do. And you’re going to help us. That is if you want to see the aforementioned sunrise.”

“U-ugh,” Joshua sulked, hesitating to pull out of one of Ava’s pussies.

“Heh,” Ember got a diabolical smile as she brought her hands together and conjured something within them. She then walked to the trio and revealed three small round rocks, each barely bigger than a grape, in the palm of her hand. “One for each of you to swallow.”

“And if we don’t?” Felix asked, rightfully feeling that nothing good could come from such a proposition.

“I’ll boil alive anyone of you that doesn’t and then find someone more willing to cooperate,” Ember said with the smile of a demented saint.

“And that’s when I slapped her face with my big fat cock!” a moustache sporting, wrinkled Purple Cape guard laughed.

“Would never have guessed!” the youngest of the present guards rolled his eyes.

Five men were sitting at an improvised table that consisted of a couple of barrels and a wooden board over it, playing cards.

The youngest guard looked at the cards on the table, then back to his two cards. He flicked the corner of one card a couple of times, threw a studying glance at the third guy present at the table, and then dropped the cards face-down. “Fold.”

“Ha! Didn’t want to get slapped around by my big sausage?” moustache man laughed and then turned to the last man still in the game and asked, “And what about you?”

“Holy fuck!” the man jumped up and nearly knocked the entire set-up over.

“What the hell is wrong with you!?” the moustache man shouted. But when he got no reaction, he looked at where his card buddy was looking and saw a most peculiar group approach their station.

Three women with sunken postures and with their hands behind their backs were led across the long, narrow stone bridge by three Purple Cape soldiers: one on each side of their captives and the third behind them.

All five guards got on their feet and searched for their weapons as if they only now remembered what their job was at one of the gatehouses to the Pits.

The three Purple Capes and their captives crossed the bridge and stopped just short of the guard post. The female Purple Cape slowly—almost nervously—walked forward.

“Ava?” the moustache man asked.

“Are you so drunk that you can’t even recognize me anymore?” Ava asked with disgust. “I’m here to lock up the suspects of the Underground Massacre, murder of Captain Rivaldo, and the burning of the Beaver District.”

“You apprehended them?” moustache man asked, clearly doubtful that Ava was capable of such a feat.

“Yes, Charles,” Ava replied in kind. “So how about you stop wasting our time and let us pass? I need to lock them up as quickly as possible and inform Captain Flavna.”

“Holy Cock, this is serious, Charles!” one of the other guards said to the moustache man.

But Charles wasn’t listening. Instead, he couldn’t keep his eyes off Beatrice. Those giga-tits. That strangely colored hair. The tail around her waist that dangerously rivaled the thickness of his cock.

“Haven’t I seen you somewhere?” Charles asked Beatrice as he took a few steps closer.

“Back off!” Ava said strongly and put her hand on Charles’ armored chest. She applied enough force for the moustached guard to notice and stop, even though he was over a foot taller than Ava, and she had to look up as she spoke. “They’re my prisoners! And you’re wasting everybody’s time.”

“Still talking as if you hold rank over any of us,” Charles laughed. “Hoping for Mimi’s spot once she gets her promotion?”

“I swear to all the gods and demons that if you don’t let us pass right now...” Ava practically snarled while air quickly cooled around the hand she had on Charles’ chest and a thin layer of frost formed on his armor.

“What?” Charles called Ava’s bluff. “You think you got your ticket? You forget your place! But don’t worry—we’ll take it over from here.”

“Ha! I’m almost tempted to—”

“Cough-cough,” the redhead captive suddenly coughed, hiding her face.

“ ... Yeah, sure!” Ava said loudly after a pause. “Take them and go straight to the Captain! And while you’re on your way use that time to figure out an explanation for why you reek of booze while on active duty.”

“Erm ... Charles...” one of the five guards nervously tugged the moustache man on the arm.

“Cards, huh?” Ava asked as she looked at the table behind the men. “How about we all invite the Captain for a couple of rounds? I heard she loves the game.”

“No, she doesn’t!” Felix suddenly spoke up.

Ava and everyone else looked at Felix with the exact same expression: “Duh!”

“Hurry up,” Charles all but choked on the words as he stepped aside and gestured toward the small gate. Two guards instantly rushed to the arched doors and pulled on the metal rings to open them.

“Thank you!” Ava said and then gestured to Felix and Joshua to lead the captives forward. “Oh, by the way, did you remember to water my plants?”

“Huh? What the fuck are you talking about?” Charles asked.

One of the other guards next to Charles suddenly lightly hit him on the back, “You forgot!? Ava was right! You drink way too much!”

“No, I don’t, I have a great memory!” Charles stood his ground. “Hit me again and I’ll knock you on your ass! I never watered any plants in my life and I’m not about to start! Now take your prisoners and get out of my sight!”

“Don’t worry, Ava, I’ll take care of it!” the younger guard said. “You just get the prisoners locked up.”

“Y-yeah,” Ava nodded and walked past the guards while the redhead captive whispered something to the shortest of the three prisoners with the bleached hair.

“Hey, no talking!” Charles shouted to the young women. “Or do you also want to get slapped with my big fat-DHUAGHK!”

“GHU—” Charles groaned as spit flew from his dislodged mouth due to taking a flying knee to his moustached face.

“Ghouh, ghah, hourk, ghekh,” the kick sent Charles flying back past two of his Purple Cape buddies and then tumbling over and over backward straight through the gates that were just opened by the other two Purple Cape guards.

“SOUND THE ALARHMMMMHU!??” the agitated young guard shouted for help but his mouth was sealed by Ember’s futa-cock that Beatrice granted the redhead over twenty minutes in advance, just in case things went wrong right from the start.

“FUCKING DRUNKARD!! How hard is it to remember a simple code!?” Ava screamed in powerless frustration at Charles who was already out of sight, while Olivia went on to work over the remaining three, startled Purple Capes.

“You warned them that you were captive,” Beatrice said to Ava in a low, dissatisfied voice while embracing the female Purple Cape from behind.

“Let go of her!” Felix rushed to Ava’s rescue, but a single slap across the face by Beatrice’s tail knocked him off his feet, face-first into a safety barrier at the edge of the bridge they just crossed.

Regular guys like this really are no challenge anymore, Beatrice thought with a glance at the disarmed Purple Guard and turned her head to the other side, where Joshua curled up and tried to remain unnoticed.

“You feeling heroic too?” Beatrice asked Joshua, who shook his head as fast as he could, denying any involvement in possible heroics.

“Do you not realize how stupid this was?” Beatrice asked Ava as she cast [STRIP] on her, once again. “I had a hard time convincing Ember not to boil you from the inside if you tried to do something like this.”

“I did warn you they’ll do it,” Ember said with a ‘I was right again’ smile while she face-fucked the one Purple Cape who was smart enough to remember the emergency code for guards under duress, but not savvy enough to disguise his knowledge well enough. “‘Water my plants’, ha!”