“Alright, now what?” Ember asked Beatrice after she recovered from her most recent throat checkup. The redhead stood next to Beatrice with crossed arms and watched the dickgirl on girl foursome—hardly anything special by the succubus’s adventure standards.

“Oh, she can speak?” Leila asked Beatrice.

“Pardon?” Ember’s crossed arms moved ever so slightly.

“So, is she your personal pet?” Leila continued the questioning before Beatrice could even respond. “Your test subject? My first hypothesis would have been ‘just another slut you’ve picked up on the street’, but I don’t remember seeing her in the city.”

“Would you like another try at guessing, you hooded cock-sleeve?” Ember asked, her strained smile twitching a little while a small flame appeared in the overturned palm of her hand.

“Oh, a petty insult,” Leila yawned, quickly losing interest in Ember. “Anyway, these two are amazing. They’ve cum so many times, yet still their dicks remain hard. Do they have no refractory period? Is it the result of your magic? Or is it their female ability to orgasm several times in a row taking over?”

“Y-You…” Ember’s flame petered out after the complete no-sale of her jab by the new hooded arrival.

“Both, most likely,” Beatrice said, trying to figure out the answer herself. “It depends on the level of arousal, doesn’t it? If a young man found himself fucking a hot girl who begged for his cock to inseminate her, he wouldn’t be very likely to lose his erection easily.”

“Still, this goes beyond simple horniness,” Leila rubbed her chin as she looked closer at the dick that throbbed to cream her sister’s hole. “Can you make their dicks as long as your tail? It would be funny to see the dicks pop out of their mouths and have them suck each other’s dicks that fuck them.”

“Again. Digestive tract. Thirty feet,” Beatrice sighed as she reminded Leila of basic human anatomy. “Not that the length is the only issue.”

“We’re looking at two girls with real, live magical dicks for clits, fucking each other and then two other girls, cumming silly non-stop,” Leila pointed out. “I do not think that the limitations of human anatomy is what is holding us back here.”

Us? Beatrice thought.

“Us?” Ember asked.

“Well, putting that aside,” Leila continued, a little disheartened. “You have at the very least used your tail to fuck someone fully down to their stomach, correct? Thrusting against the stomach wall like you would against a cervix. I have a theory that the stomach’s inner lining of mucus can be just as pleasant as a pussy, but I’ve been unable to prove it thus far.”

“Well…” Beatrice thought back but couldn’t remember going so far. Usually even partial length of a girl’s esophagus was all it took to make her cum, and the thought of pumping her load directly to the stomach was hot enough. Pounding the belly was not something Beatrice had really considered.

“Really?” Leila asked, understanding the implication of Beatrice’s delayed answer. “I mean, judging by how easily you had your way with the redhead’s throat, I could only speculate that was not her first rodeo. When I conducted tests with horses-ah, nevermind. Ignoring that, you have so many wonderful gifts, why wouldn’t you push the limits? Break through them? Find out what is on the other side of what simple minds wouldn’t even begin to consider!”

“Because I don’t get off on hurting others,” Beatrice said. “Nor would I risk doing it accidentally, friends or not.”

“It’s not about hurting!” Leila insisted. “It’s to find out what sexual highs we can achieve as humans!”

“Sounds like you’d be right at home in a demon nest,” Ember said. “They’d push your limits and then some!”

“Ugh, disgusting,” Leila grimaced. “The sanctity of human bond aside, there is no point in pushing the boundaries with a species that seeks our enslavement and-or destruction.”

“Sanctity?” Ember asked. “Didn’t you mention horses—”

“Pets are just like toys, obviously that’s different,” Leila couldn’t believe she had to explain such basic things.

“You might have a point,” Beatrice said.

“She does?” Ember asked.

“Sure,” Beatrice nodded. “Some limits might be worth exploring…”

As the succubus said that, her tail slowly slithered up Leila’s dark blue tunic.