Chapter 54

“Ahn~” Brittany moaned as she masturbated and gazed up above in awe of the superior futanari.

The big-titted futa’s tail moved forward and reassuringly caressed Brittany’s cheek.

“It’s going to be alright,” was what Brittany heard from such a caring action and lovingly brushed against the tail in response, as she would rub against the warm fur of a pussycat to comfort herself.

But when the tip of the sleek tail moved closer to Brittany’s lips, the blonde felt a different urge—hot and agitated from arousing herself with her hopeful, daydreaming fantasies—Brittany wanted to take the godly being’s tail in her mouth and suck on it like she sucked her cock before.

Dare I? Brittany wondered. She did not hesitate before. But that was before she realized the vast gap between herself and the futanari that orchestrated this event.

“You want it, don’t you?” Beatrice asked as she slid the tip of her tail back and forth around Brittany’s lips, teasing the blonde with the object they both knew she wanted.

“Y-yes,” Brittany gasped.

“You want to experience all the pleasures that Natalie tormented you with!” Beatrice asked as she slid her tail down to Brittany’s drenched pussy and slowly played with it, arousing the blonde further.

“Yes!”

“Do you want to achieve everything Natalie has achieved? Do you want to surpass her? Make her jealous? Make her mad? Dominate her?”

“God, yes!”

“You would submit to me to achieve that?” Beatrice asked and brought her fat, eight-inch cock to Brittany’s lips.

“Yeash~” Brittany breathed out her proclamation onto the futa’s cock, barely holding back from swallowing the giant member.

“Without question? No matter the cost? Just to surpass that cock-slut? Just to know the joys she knows?” Beatrice asked this while she slipped the tip of her tail past Brittany’s wet pussy lips. At the same time, she used the ample length of her tail to wrap around Brittany’s cock like a snake and help the blonde to further pleasure while stimulating both her cock and pussy at the same time.

“Yes! Please! Ah, More!” Brittany moaned. “Give me more! I want it all!”

“You want it all?” Beatrice asked. “But Natalie’s experience is so shallow. Look at her! She’s completely lost! Moaning, laughing, crying, cumming, and swallowing her own cum absent-mindedly just from a couple of minutes of sex with a man with two cocks and one cock of her own to jerk off! Don’t you want more?”

“M-more!?”

“Of course! Why would you limit your ambitions to being a plaything of some second-rate degenerates who think they’re hot shit because of one letter on some small piece of metal? Sucking their cocks, getting passed around by morally bankrupt, hopeless men and women that drown their desperation in alcohol, pussy, blood, and death as their last bastion crumbles all around them!”

“A-ahn?” Brittany gasped as tears formed in her eyes. Her tongue stopped short of touching Beatrice’s cock as darkness crept all around from the shadows of this cell and threatened to consume her. The darkness of the horrible truth that Brittany tried not to think of slowly crept back to the surface. The truth of how hopeless everything was, that knowledge which Brittany had learned to suppress and drown in carnal pleasures to just get through the day without ending her life.

The same pleasure that Brittany now felt in her cock and pussy, the pleasure that she clung to while she desperately tried to beat back down the soul-crushing horror of how fucked she and everyone else was. Brittany grabbed the tail that penetrated her cunt and pushed it deeper inside, hoping that filling the emptiness in her pussy will also fill the void in her heart.

“I see,” Beatrice sighed. Brittany’s expression said it all. “How is that even a question? Of course, you want more! So much more! An escape from pain. An escape from grief. If everyone and everything is truly doomed, then how can you not yearn to experience as much of the joys of life as you can get a hold of! And you can! You will! So much more than you could dare hope for!”

“Ah~” Brittany moaned from the pleasure of Beatrice’s tail and the sweet promises that soothed her mind.

“Do not limit your ambitions to Natalie’s vain simplicity! Rise above her!” Beatrice urged Brittany on as she thrust her tail deeper inside the futa, filling Brittany’s soul with hopeful words and pussy with cock-like tail. “Join me and claim the dreams that you were denied! Grab them with your own two hands!”

“I want to!” Brittany moaned with eyes in her tears and grabbed Beatrice’s cock with both hands. She clung to it as a drowning woman would cling to a straw, hoping that this cock would pull her out of the encroaching darkness. She stroked the mighty member that she could not hope to please as it deserved to be pleased and that only increased her dread and desperation. “I want to ... So much...”

“Then what are you waiting for!?” Beatrice asked “Join me! Give me your body! Give me your soul! Give up your old self and embrace your future by my side! Rise to the heights that Natalie could never even imagine existed!”

My body? My soul? All of me? Brittany kept repeating in her head. I would without a second thought! But what is it even worth? How can I give up something worthless and expect something of worth in return!?

“How? How can I rise above Natalie when I can’t even reach her?” Brittany cried. “I’m weak ... So weak ... Always ... Failing...”

“You’re stronger than you think!” Beatrice encouraged Brittany while using her tail to rhythmically massage the insides of Brittany’s pussy to feed her brain pleasure, hope, and courage. “Take my cock inside your mouth! Take it all and seal the pact!

“I-It’s too big! Even bigger than before!” Brittany cried. “I can’t! Something that Natalie ... Her and so many others ... I never could!”

“You can!” Beatrice encouraged Brittany and thrust her tail, hitting it against Brittany’s womb.

“WHUAH!” Brittany moaned and arched her back. The force of Beatrice’s tail jolted Brittany’s body up and she ended up taking the tip of Beatrice’s cock into her open mouth.

“That’s it!” Beatrice cheered Brittany on and thrust her tail against the blonde’s womb a second time.

“MFM!” a wave of pleasure rocked Brittany while the force of the impact shoved her further up, taking another inch of Beatrice inside her mouth.

“See? You can do it! Keep going!” Beatrice said louder and louder and stopped fucking Brittany. “It has to be you! Of your own free will! No regrets or takebacks!”

Brittany froze for a moment, still doubting herself, fearing to fail as she always has. Fearing that she was about to lose her one chance like she always lost her chances.

“It’s your choice to make! Either withdraw and doom yourself to your own fears and a life of regret of what could have been until the day you die. Or! Rise with your own strength to claim a brighter future! Nobody will do it for you! Nobody will give it to you! You have this one chance! One opportunity! Will you capture it? Or—”

Brittany rose to the challenge and pushed up. Past her fears, past her gag reflex, past the certainty that she would hit her iron wall, withdraw and throw up all over the one person that believed in her, ending all hope and ceiling her fate. And before she knew it, she took all eight inches of Beatrice’s cock inside her mouth and the excess—down her throat. Something she had never achieved. Not even once.

A single tear rolled down Brittany’s cheek.

The eight-inch long, thick, and veiny cock 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.

Beatrice smiled as she recalled the mythical System’s description of her cock. The succubus knew Brittany had no chance to fail. She just needed to believe in herself. And she did. She accepted Beatrice’s offer that was made up on the spot, in the spur-of-the-moment.

“Good girl,” Beatrice said with a proud smile as she looked into Brittany’s shocked eyes. The blonde could not believe that she had done it, even as Beatrice felt the clenching of Brittany’s throat around her long, fat cock.

But as the realization set in, as Brittany felt the airflow to her brain cut-off by the hot piece of flesh lodged down her throat—no, the one she took down her throat, Brittany’s expression changed. She pushed a little further until she felt her lower lip touch Beatrice’s pussy. That action moved the hot piece of meat just a little bit further, massaging and stretching her esophagus, confirming that she indeed had done what she thought impossible.

Am I dreaming? Brittany wondered. All of this did indeed seem so unreal. But if this was a dream—no, especially if it wasn’t, Brittany had only one course of action. If it was a dream, Brittany had nothing to lose. But if this wasn’t a dream, Brittany had everything to gain! She owed it to herself!

“Claim a brighter future!” Beatrice’s words echoed in Brittany’s head, repeating over and over, transforming into a determination that Brittany took ownership of. Rise above Natalie! Surpass Her! Make her jealous? Ha! Fuck her! Dominate her! Do it myself! With my mouth! With my own two hands! Claim my dreams! Nobody will give them to me! I must take them! Take it all! All of it! Now! While I still have this one chance!

Brittany pulled back from Beatrice’s cock, let it out of her mouth, and jumped into Beatrice’s arms, wrapping her arms and legs around the succubus’s torso and locking lips in a passionate, deep, fate-shaping kiss.

“Haah~” Brittany pulled away from Beatrice’s lips just long enough to take a good look into the eyes that hid behind the narrow black mask. The eyes that seemed to see right through her. And they did! How else could have this ascended being cut straight to Brittany’s core? And Brittany was grateful! She returned to Beatrice’s full lips with revived passion while thrusting her hips onto any phallic object she could reach. Beatrice’s tail was already inside Brittany, but even since Beatrice stopped moving it to test Brittany’s resolve, the blonde had to do all the work to get what she wanted.

A test! Another test! Brittany told herself. Well, I already passed one! This is nothing! Drunk on her success and surge of confidence, Brittany fucked herself with Beatrice’s tail and cock. Why would this woman, this being who claimed that she got her girl dick because she had been “marked” by the masked man, why would she also have a long, coiling, phallic demon-like tail growing out of her? Brittany probably should have asked such a question. But it never crossed her mind. Instead, she concentrated on more important issues.

With her pussy full, Brittany had little choice but to try and take Beatrice’s eight-inch cum-dispenser into her ass. However, try as she might to push it inside, she simply could not get more than the narrow part of its engorged head inside. Just as Brittany feared, that cock was simply too girthy to fit inside her, especially without lubrication.

For a brief moment, it made Brittany question just how exactly she managed to take it all down her gullet. But that moment was crushed by Brittany’s newfound resolve. All that I need is a bit of lubrication!

Without even thinking of how to accomplish such a feat (and one that she probably would not be able to explain later), Brittany withdrew from Beatrice’s mouth for a second time and—while still in Beatrice’s arms—lifted off Beatrice’s cock and tail and flipped herself over so that now Brittany had her face right against Beatrice’s cock and her own cock showed into Beatrice’s face.

Perhaps it should have been obvious that Beatrice helped the blonde flip over after feeling Brittany’s obvious frustration with an unlubricated cock and seeing Brittany’s gaze fall to it just before she began her acrobatic maneuver. But the end result did not change with or without such knowledge: Brittany was making good progress with lubricating Beatrice’s giant shaft by using her throat-slop, and Beatrice found herself face to cock with a hard pulsating member of an eighteen-year-old girl who had just sold her soul and body for the promise of a better future. And while receiving such wonderful service down below, Beatrice found it hard to resist not to return the favor.