An awkward silence formed for a second when Beatrice and Number Seven locked eyes for the first time in the entire tournament. The pause could not last in a demon infested battlefield. And Beatrice did not miss her chance to use the opening.
“Thanks!” the succubus said to Number Seven and activated her [Blink] Skill to slip through the gap in the chaotic demonling positions, leaving the man to handle the demonlings on his own.
“What!?” was all Number Seven could say in surprise when he saw Beatrice disappear before his eyes. By the time he realized what happened, Beatrice was already some twenty feet behind him and running away from him and a few pursuing demonlings. The giant man did not even have time to get angry as the surrounding demonlings switched to the much bigger opponent.
Beatrice felt a pinch from her conscience for instantly abandoning the man that managed to come to her aid and gave her reprieve but her memory of Number Seven’s previous cold-blooded murders in the tournament helped her justify the decision to herself. After all, simply fighting the demonlings until the bitter end would not solve the situation. And choosing between trying to salvage this situation or fighting side by side with some random murderer until their inevitable death wasn’t much of a choice in Beatrice’s eyes.
One step, two steps, three steps, Beatrice approached Bob and two other eunuchs. Even these men could not withstand the mists corruption forever and were now writhing on the ground, thrusting their dickless, mutilated crotches into the air, dreaming of the pleasure they missed out on, crying out for their cocks to return while the demonlings tilted their bug heads as they watched the damaged goods with mild curiosity.
“My Goddess, my Goddess, why hast thou forsaken me?” Bob cried as he rubbed himself where his temporary cock used to be not long ago.
The eunuch cried tears of sorrow and regret. If only he had used his cock more when he had the chance! His prayers were finally answered after all these years, and what did he do? Just a few little fucks for twenty minutes and a couple of orgasms? Fool! Bob cursed himself. I should have fucked everything that moved while I had the chance!
Why didn’t I fuck my Goddess!? Those tits that cry out for thick coat of cum all over them! Make her lick my com off her nipples! How could I not do that? And that bitch-cunt Felicia!? The Goddess gave us our cocks back! Why did we not run a train on the fucking hairball until all her holes were sore!? She should have smelled of our seed so much that it could not be washed out for a month!!
Instead, Bob was now on the ground, wallowing in regret, about to die, cockles, in the hands of demons, never again to feel his cock inside a pussy, never to hear a woman cry out his name as she milked him for his cum, clamping her pussy hard around his—
“Coooooock~!” Beatrice screamed as she touched her soft cock while she ran to bob, past the perplexed demonlings. A few demons moved in to strike down the human female that seemed unaffected by mist, forcing Beatrice to think fast to keep her bluff.
“Kyaaaaahn~!” cried out in an over-the-top voice as she pretended to slip and fall, sliding right under the demonling claw swipes, bruising her hands and legs bloody as she slid across the rocks toward the writhing, crying Bob with her hand extended.
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This is gonna hurt me more than it hurts you, Beatrice though when she reached Bob and touched his scarred, cockless crotch, instantly casting [Dick Growing (+2)].
One cock will be enough for you! Beatrice decided as she watched her magic take root. She had more important things to worry about without having to deal with two lust-maddened cocks inside of her.
The demonlings that followed her from the earlier encirclement, closed in behind her, ready to strike down those that resisted the pleasure. She needed a horny partner to compensate for her awful porn acting. And it looked like Beatrice’s bet paid off: cum burst out of Bob’s tiny penis the second it started forming.
“Finally~~ Cum for my horny mind~~!” Beatrice moaned, cringing at her awful, forced lines. She got on all fours and sucked Bob’s cock to help it grow while touching her pussy for the benefit of demonlings behind her.
The demonlings that chased Beatrice slowed down and looked at each other. One demonling scratched its head with its claw, unsure of what was happening.
“UUUAAAAAAAOOOOOOUUUUUU!!!!!!”
The pair of demonlings practically jumped up from the sudden, startling howl of some wild animal: Bob finally realized that his Goddess had her lips around his cock.
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Beatrice is a terrible solo po*n star
Lol true x)
Oh my god, what a cringe