“Ugghhhh~” Beatrice groaned as she pumped the new girl’s stomach and pussy full of dick-growing cum.

She might not have been wrong, Beatrice thought, enjoying the feeling of filling up a girl’s stomach with the entire esophagus clamping on the length of her tail. I even gained a level as a bonus for breaking new ground!

However, this was just the appetizer. For what Beatrice had planned required cumming many more times, just to avoid a sex-starved insanity. The new Enhancement of her [Dick-Growing Cum Spores (+1)] Skill came with a new cost.

Beatrice quickly checked her Arousal Points to confirm.

To no surprise, despite depleting her Arousal Points several times over during the last couple of hours, Beatrice was now gaining Arousal Points at frightening speed thanks to her toggled skill.

It sure is nice that Enhancing the Skill resets its cooldown, Beatrice thought. That was the reason she used a Skill with a twelve-hour cooldown so casually earlier on Sara and Celestia, having already decided on her grand plan in advance. The Enhancement also halved the cooldown of the Skill, but six hours was still nothing to sneeze at, so Beatrice was mindful not to toggle the dick-growing cum off for the time being.

“Mfhnglhr!?”

Speaking of which, Beatrice thought when a certain girl’s stifled moans brought the succubus from checking her stats back to the partner who she just stomach-fucked.

Beatrice pulled her tail out of Leila’s stomach, esophagus, throat, and mouth, and finally let the girl breathe. But despite the hard, saliva-dripping, gasps for sweet-sweet oxygen, Leila’s mind was preoccupied with something else entirely.

With thick slop and cum dripping out of her open mouth, Leila looked down where her pussy was still connected with a certain woman’s surprisingly hard cock. And in the place where she should have had a clit, now stood tall and proud a one-eyed horny bastard, throbbing for intimate connection. The naughty mixture of slop and cum fell from Leila’s mouth right on top of the new aching bitch-maker, and all she could think of was how much she wanted to stick it somewhere, satiate it, and make it shoot thick loads of its own.

“Hmmm? You like what you see?” Beatrice asked, not that there was any doubt about the answer. “Too bad it’s not nearly long enough to have you fuck your own stomach, eh? Though I can give you the next best thing.”

“Wha—”

Leila’s question was abruptly cut short. The cooldown on Beatrice’s [Extra Flexibility] Skill had ended a long time ago, and without a second thought Beatrice used the Skill on Leila with her cock in Leila’s pussy acting as the “direct skin contact”.

As for the one who grabbed Leila by her hooded head and drove her hard and fast down on her own cock: that was, of course, Ember, who had correctly surmised Beatrice’s intentions before she even finished speaking.

“BLRGHHKKHH?!!?” Leila gagged on her own hard-on, helplessly suspended in the air, supported by Ember from behind, and Beatrice’s cock from the front, while Ember roughly drove her head up and down with an unnervingly joyful grin, face-fucking the stomach fetishist with her own cock.

Daamn! Beatrice felt horny in more ways than one as she slowly started to move her hips again. Was it just the rapid increase of her Arousal Points that kept her cock hard and wanting for more? Or was it the sight of another haughty cock-slut gagging on her own cock with pussy and stomach full of cum? The only thing that mattered was that the gagging self-fucking slut started to move her hips toward the fat cock inside her.