As Hoglah traveled through hell she realized the gift her new eyes were as she came to observe hell was apparently pitch black to those without eyes like hers. She sampled freely of those who seemed to be enjoying their stay and didn’t so much as look at those in pain.

Her hungers flared, but none more so than her desire to find Satan and toppling this nightmare world. It wasn’t long before she attracted the attentions of the most beautiful being in here. Lilith. The very first women to fight against the forces that had constructed this mediocre reality. A being of perfect classical female form. Fluttering red hair matched with her nipples, wings, pussy, and tail. She possessed not wrist or ankle spurs like Hoglah. He skin was phantom white and had a full-body freckling the same magma color as her hair and other accoutrements except for her claws and eyes which were a slithering green.

As Hoglah shared her mind with Lilith the two entangled in heart, body and soul in the most primal of ways.

Author’s note: I’ll expand this into a proper sex scene at a later date. For right now I just want to hit the premise in this oddly productive sleep deprived fugue state I’m in.

Lilith wept at Hoglah’s plans saying she didn’t understand who she was dealing with and making a promise for Hoglah not to lose her will to live upon meeting Satan. This excited Hoglah as she took it to mean Lucifer was so powerful she might not be able to deal with him. In spite of it all Hoglah was still being deceived by the lying of priests in hell.

When at last after many sexual escapades and a love so strong that they had promised themselves to each other in the closest approximation of monogamy succubi could manage they arrived at Lucifer Morningstar. Hoglah had learned yet again how disappointing men were.

Satan’s personality had fragmented after his relationship with God had driven him insane, it seemed he was deeply sexually, spiritually and mentally in love with God. His rebellion had been a petty jilted lover’s tantrum and nothing more. He had no intention of fixing any of this, he was simply a lapdog who’d bit the hand that fed him and been discarded like yet another broken and forgotten toy.

His three split faces even held an emotion of how he felt regarding God that was also represented by his cocks. To his left the Lucifer of anger was a classical green devil with a throbbing and enormous phallus and was most in love with God and constantly envisioned what it would do to him. In the middle the beautiful angel Lucifer Morningstar who worshiped God and was begging insanely for things like the performing the maundy he’d previously regularly given God. He was completely flaccid and yet seemed the most sexually excited of the three. The right was utterly red to the point of black and silent. It was the being she was looking for, it was the aspect that sought the true destruction. It’s black like cool magma cock pulsed as it noticed the suffering of those around it.

Disgusted that the aspect she most despised on her mentally shattered visage of the ultimate evil showed how deeply he still loved God she unsheathed her molten claws as a shocked Lilith looked on.