"A demon's gotta do what a..." by Kanomi <kanomi@hisnhers.com>
Any and all C+C welcome.
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WARNING WARNING: This lemon fanfic contains a whole lot of
non-consensual
sex. That means rape. A lot of it. It's disgusting and all sorts of bad
thing. Don't read if this offends you.
It was created as part of the Megumi's Escort Service project
Check out http://anime.muck.com/~sakura/escort/
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Kasumi Tendo was walking down the street to the school. It was late at
night, but she wasn't concerned. Not many things concerned her, really.
Things always turned out alright after a bit.
Nothing bad ever happened to her. That is, nothing bad had ever
happened
to her before.
As she stepped inside the school, she sniffed a bit and wrinkled her
brow.
"Ick. Smells like Akane's cooking." she mumbled to herself, then started
guiltily and looked around to make sure no one had heard her make such
an
unkind comment about her younger sister. She never noticed the eyes
that
were gazing upon her from a dark corner, so she felt reassured no one
had
heard, and she went on to her business. Or so she thought.
------
Touching down lightly on the roof of the school, Belldandy looked around
while her older sister made a much less graceful landing next to her.
As Urd got to her feet, she was rubbing her smarting (and very shapely)
bottom, growling to herself. "So, is it here?" she asked, looking
annoyed.
Belldandy nodded, seeming lost in her thoughts as she perceived her
surroundings more than she observed them. "Yes. It is here." she
whispered
oh so softly, then shuddered, and added "I feel evil rivaling your
latest cooking attempts."
Urd frowned at that, but then dismissed it. Her latest cooking attempt
had
resulted in something that had crawled out of the kitchen, using the pot
it had been boiling in as a shell, like some hermit crab. It had then
almost destroyed the temple where she, her sisters, and Keiichi were
living in. Finally, Belldandy had managed to exorcise the evil thing.
Now, though, the vibes were much stronger.. Numerous. There were demons
around, the very nastiest kind, and a lot of them. This could not be
good.
--------
Makoto Kino was chatting with Madoka, as she awaited the arrival of her
old friend Kasumi. It had been a while since they had last been
together.
Madoka was telling her about her latest boyfriend, a boy who apparently
had psychic powers. Had she herself not been out of the ordinary, Makoto
would have doubted such a thing was possible. But, being a Sailor
Senshi,
she had seen stranger things, and Madoka was no liar. She believed her.
They were both looking forward to seeing again their older friend, and
the
sweetest girl they'd ever known. Kasumi Tendo was something else,
really.
-------
"Whoah!" thought Galaxy Police agent Kiyone when alarms went off in her
cockpit, announcing the arrival of multiple vessels in the vicinity.
"Alert Alert!" went the automated systems, blaring sirens almost
covering
it, "There have been multiple hyperwave shocks, multiple hyperwave
shocks.
Transdimentional travel in progress."
"Computer, how many events?" she asked, professionally as she checked
the
sensors.
"At least 30 wormholes have breached the hyper-dimentional walls."
"Location?" asked Kiyone again, while staring at some readouts.
"Within the Earth atmosphere, near to ground level. Geographic location
labeled as Nerima, in Japan."
"Are they widespread?"
"All are located within a hundred meters of all others."
"Shock troopers doing a pinpoint strike? But why multiple
transportations
instead of only one big one?"
"Data insufficient for analysis."
She sighed, oh well at least Mihoshi wasn't there to mess it up. "Okay,
let's go there." she ordered as she got up to prepare for a fight.
-------
Kasumi was stepping up the stairs when she heard a rattling noise from
behind her. Turning around, she could see nothing that could have caused
that noise. Smiling her usual, nice and happy smile, she resumed her
climb.
By the time she was at the third floor, where her friends would be
waiting
for her, she heard that noise again. A sort of rattling as if someone
was
shaking the guardrail. She looked closely at it, and saw some kind of
moist deposit on it. She frowned, looked around again, then
thoughtfully
went up again, getting out of the staircase and into the corridor. She
looked right and left, trying to remember which way to go to get to the
classroom she was looking for.
Finding her way, she started walking when something made a wet sucking
noise behind her. She blinked and turned around yet again, expecting not
to find anything but curious none-the-less.
Kasumi was very surprised to find something staring at her while
extending
a gangly pseudopod her way. Eyes wide opened with fright, she started to
scream, but something wrapped itself around her head, blocking her mouth
and muffling her scream.
She did something very unlike her then, and, overcome with the
emotions, she fainted dead cold.
-------
Makoto blinked. "Hey, did you hear that?" she asked, and Madoka glanced
at
her perplexed, "Heard what?"
"I guess not, then. I heard as if someone was starting to scream, but
was
cut off."
Madoka got to her feet and started towards the door, "Maybe we should
check."
Makoto was about to tell her not to open the door, her fighting instinct
suddenly kicking into high-gears, when the door exploded inward, tossing
Madoka down on her rump as some demonic figure slithered into the
classroom, dragging Kasumi behind itself.
Makoto did not need more than a moment to start to summon forth her
Sailor Senshi uniform and powers. The demon, typically, just stared as
she whirled in the air, her clothes dissolving and being replaced by her
short-skirted, form fitting senshi fuku.
She struck a pose and pointed at the demon "Don't you dare hurt my
friends, you ugly demon-thing. For Sailor Jupiter is here!" she called
out, then jumped in to wrestle Kasumi from the monster.
Tentacles wrapped around her, as she struggled, her two hands gripped at
one tentacle. Finally, strength and a good heart won, and the tentacle
gave, snapping at the root. Sailor Jupiter grinned triumphantly as she
managed to push Kasumi away, the girl still held by a now dead and
viscous tentacle.
Speaking of slick and sticky, Sailor Jupiter realized she was covered in
that slimey stuff by now. Fighting off nausea, she managed to kick and
hit
into the mass of the demon's main body, trying to get some distance, so
she could use her electrical attacks or something.
She was growing desperate now, every tentacles she ripped out grew back
again, every holes she punched into the hideous body healed within
moments. She was the strongest of the two. But the demon was winning by
outlasting her.
This shouldn't be! She was Sailor Jupiter and this was some lowly demon
scum. But little by little she slowed, grew tired. Soon, she realized
she
had to do something. With a finality to it, she cried up and threw her
arms up, disengaging from the monster's grip for a moment, and called
forth lightning!
Lightning couldn't come, she was indoors, but the next best thing did
come. Electricity struck like lightning from the wall outlets in the
room,
incinerating the demon and shocking her unconscious. As it hit, lights
all
over the school flickered and then went out.
All was still for a while, with three unconscious girls and one fried
demon in the room.
-------
Belldandy and Urd were walking down the corridor when they heard short
screams from further down, which were cut short. They started moving
faster that way, when the lights went out.
"Oh, I don't like this." Urd muttered under her breath.
Silently, Belldandy agreed with her older sister. Wonders of wonders.
They moved swiftly, despite the darkness, and after turning a corner,
found a door that had been smashed in.
Belldandy produced light, a faint soft glow hovering in a sphere above
her
palm as she looked in.
They staggered back in surprised before they could realize that the
demon
was dead. Burned to a crisp. They carefully stepped inside, and watched
at the mess. The fight between the Sailor Senshi and the demon had
reduced
half the desks in the classroom to so much scrap. It was obvious which
one had done the fighting, too, since Madoka was unconscious over that
way,
with little to show for a fight, while Kasumi was on the floor, with a
severed tentacle wrapped around her, but again little to show
struggling.
Sailor Jupiter's uniform, on the other hand, was ripped and torn, and
covered in slimy trails where the tentacles had gripped her.
Belldandy knelt down next to the girl, and as she was placing her hands
above her, to start a healing spell, she heard a noise behind her.
Both Belldandy and Urd whirled around to find themselves facing a second
demon, come to finish the job.
------
Urd was at a loss, for once. She and her sister kept blasting those
demons, but more were showing up.
Her beautiful dress was all torn up in places, when a demon had gotten
too
close. She could see Belldandy waver a bit, tiredness setting in. Her
powers were waning. And damnit, so were her own!
Another one was coming at her and this time, she had nothing to give.
She
tried to run through a spell to enchant its mind, but it resisted that
attack effortlessly. She concentrated, placing her hands before her,
ready
to blast the demon, but the only thin she managed was a faint glow.
Huh-oh!
Suddenly, the tentacle snaked around her waist, dragging her despite her
weak struggles, and drew her over to the demon. She turned just in time
to
see another of those scums starting to tear Belldandy's clothes. Its
eagerness was plain, at least to a goddess of lust like her. "Belldandy!
Flee!" she yelled at her sister, while already knowing that it was too
late.
------
Makoto, or rather, Sailor Jupiter, woke up groggily, aching all over and
with a tremendous headache. The first thing she noticed, was loud,
rhythmic
breathing. Well, not quite breathing. More like moans. Like ...
Her eyes snapped opened, and she looked around, to find the room barely
lighted by a lurid, red glow projecting from the demon's eyes. There
were
several of them this time. She counted six, before she noticed she
wasn't
alone with them. They were.. Busy.
Nausea assaulted her as she noticed a very attractive, silver-haired
woman, maintained on an all four position, with her rear-end upraised,
naked, beautiful, being rhythmically shoved by the thrusts of large,
phallic
tentacles that where plunging alternatively into her from behind. Her
breasts shook, her whole body jerked, every times one of the tentacles
drove into her forcefully, wrenching another loud, exploding gasp from
her. "AH! AH!" she would go, punctuating her ravishment with those
cries,
while small, thin tendrils snaked over her perfect dusky flesh,
caressing
her, and also, holding despite any wishes she might have had for escape.
Makoto looked around a bit more, soon finding another woman, this one
held
up spread-eagled in the air by tentacles wrapped around her wrists and
ankles, while two tentacles penetrated her, shoving up into her from
underneath, one into her sex, and the other disappearing in between the
cheeks of her bottom.
Makoto shuddered, but then noticed she had attracted the attention of
one
of the demons. She tried to get to her feet, but soon found the strength
lacking. She also suddenly thought of her wrist radio, the one Ami had
given all of them so they could call for help in case of emergency.
She turned it on and up to maximum power, then started talking into it
"Youma, incredibly powerful ones, have invaded .." she was cut short as
a
pair of tentacles lashed around her, one around her head, covering her
mouth and pulling back, the other around her wrist, smashing the
watch/radio. "HHHNGPH!" she cried out, struggling, but feeling so weak.
The demon was now more interested in her body than in her struggling. If
only she could rest, take her strength back.
But she was given no respite, as the tatters of her uniform were torn
from
her body, and like a multitude of little slithering snakes, tendrils
slid
over her body, teasing her, making her shake her head in protest, in
shame, as her body responded to the touches, however revolting she found
them intellectually, there was a definite pleasure in the slick organs
brushing against her flesh, her nipples now hardened, and a heat growing
more needful between her legs. "Nononono" she groaned, shaking,
struggling
against the inhumanly strong grip of the tentacles holding her.
Her complaints where muffled again as one large phallic organ pressed
against her lips, and forced her jaw widely opened, invading her mouth,
in
an obscene version of oral sex. Soon, while her large breasts were being
squeezed and sucked on by mouthed tentacles, other slim and gooey limbs
slid up the inside of her legs, to push into her sex, spreading her
suddenly, then shoving in, making her bite roughly into the thick fleshy
member that was thrusting rhythmically into her mouth, which suddenly
disgorged a load of demonic sperm into her mouth, withdrawing and
spewing
its spunk all over her face.
Meanwhile, the demon breached her virginity and started driving in and
out
of her roughly, making her whole body sway back and forth from where it
was being held up, but now, she could cry out unrestrainedly as she was
raped, her sex feeling distended, while the tentacles bapped with a
shocking impact against the entrance of her womb with each deep thrusts.
Makoto started screaming louder and louder, feeling, to her shame, an
incredible orgasm building up, welling inside of her abused body.
-------
Kasumi woke up just in time to watch a demon covering Madoka, one of her
best friends, raping her brutally. It was hunched above the young
woman,
holding her legs spread, shoving itself against her with vicious
bestiality. Kasumi could see Madoka's whole body shake from each
penetrations, and her cries tore at the sweet woman's heart.
And now it was her turn, as yet another of those fiends grabbed her by
her
hair, dragging her whole body towards itself, making her cry out as it
pulled into her hair. Then her eyes grew wide with revulsion and terror
as
it presented a huge, rigid, grotesque parody of a penis, and forced it
into her mouth, and started shoving itself down her throat. Kasumi had
to
fight from gagging, as her mouth was used, cringing in fear, but unable
to escape as she felt further slimy organs playing over her skin,
brushing
inside of her dress, rubbing over her breasts or between her legs.
Soon, one of those dripping phalluses was pushing against her sex, her
cunny-lips bruised by the rough grinding, the silky panties pushed
against
her, into her, until they were torn off by the rhythmic thrusting, that
now
could drive into her deeply, making her whole body grow rigid for one
moment as she was fully ravished.
She then started struggling, fighting against the violator, sinking her
nails into its slick flesh. To no avail. In fact, it seemed to be
exciting
it, as she was rocked back and forth between the two invaders stretching
her mouth and cunt, impaled from both ends.
Tears were streaming down her cheeks, both from the humiliation, and
from
gagging, from fighting for air, when her eyes grew wide again, and she
wailed in her mind, "NONONONONONO!" as she felt yet a third of the
monstrous limbs pushing between her buttocks, pressing against her anus,
then thrusting into her roughly, raping her ass the same way it had
raped
every other holes.
The worst part was that she was finding a perverse pleasure in this
multiple, complete ravishment of her body, an animal part of her, deep
down in her make up finding fulfillment in being used this way.
It seemed to last an eternity.
Her struggles had faded, her responses to the shoves that pushed into
her
mouth, cunt and ass now one of wanting to cry out, and still tears
wetted
her cheeks, but now at the intensity of the feelings that were wracking
her body, as smaller tendrils explored her curves, teased her nipples or
her clitoris, sending her into yet another orgasm.
She was moving with the thrusts, pushing back against the organs
invading
her rear and sex, feeling so full, so complete. When the alien, viscous
members pulsed inside of her, starting to shoot the sticky, thick goo of
its seed, she cried out even louder, pounding herself unto the ramming
limbs, until she lost consciousness, sprayed all over by other smaller
organs, showered in this obscene manner.
The darkness didn't hold her for very long, and she regained her senses
only minutes later, still weak, brushing hair that was matted by
demon-cum
to her brow, to roll to her side, and look around.
She could see Makoto, with thick, writhing tentacles attached to her
breasts, a slight pulse animating them as they seemed to suck on her
rhythmically, while she was riding up and down a large, evil looking
pole
of sickly green flesh. She too seemed to have succumbed to the baser
animalistic instincts of her body, participating in the rape, seeming to
*oh God* to be enjoy it just as much as she herself had earlier.
She looked more around, finding Madoka still being raped, her face
pressed
to the floor, her cheek sliding back and forth as she was rammed into
from behind. Meanwhile, the two other women, the silver-haired one and
the
other one, with brown hair, both of them very beautiful, even as they
were
being abused so bestially. At that same moment, tentacles yanked out of
the
silver-haired woman's body, freeing her completely, then shooting thick,
creamy, sickly looking jism all over her while she writhed under the
shower, rubbing her hands over her flesh to smear the goo all over...
Just
as she herself had most probably done.
Kasumi slumped, and wept, for her lost innocence, and missed the arrival
of a new demon into the room.
------
As it stepped inside, it knew at least one of the women would do. Its
minions immediately turned their attentions to it, not all of them
completely stopping their matting at once, tough.
The demon-lord, for that is what it was, clucked its tongue, and then
all
was silent, except for moaning women, one of them actually complaining
about the pause in her ravishment, begging to be taken again.
The demon lord grinned, then asked, in a guttural voice, "So, do any of
these females seem strong enough to bear my brood?"
Several of the demons pointed tentacles toward the unconscious Makoto.
It
grinned again, just as he'd suspected. One of the demons even went so
far
as to talk "She was strong enough to wrestle with one of us. She has a
strong body. She can bear great children for you, master."
The demon-lord indicated Belldandy and Urd, "What about them?"
"They are powerful, master, but physically weak. I do not think they
would survive even only mating with you, master. But I believe they
will bear strong lesser demons."
"Very well, I shall take this female, then." it said, then went over to
a
stirring Makoto, grabbing her by the wrists and lifting her off the
ground.
Just as it was starting to fondle Makoto's breasts, there was a crash
behind him, and it heard two gasps of surprise, before new arrivals
announced themselves, "Hold, demon!" cried Sailor Venus, "You will not
hurt my friend any more! Now face the wrath of Sailor Venus!"
"And don't forget Sailor Uranus."
The demon-lord made a jerk of its head, sending half a dozen demons to
jump the two new females. It would have enough more mates to bear its
brood, it seemed.
Behind it, struggles could be heard as it spread its captives legs, and
pushed her back against a wall, shoving itself into her sopping cunt,
wrenching a cry of pain and pleasure at being filled again from her, the
semen of the previous assaults pumped out of her by the massive shaft.
This particular demon was much more humanoid than the others, and was
holding the girl against the cold wall while shoving bout a foot of meat
up her snatch roughly, rhythmically, making her whole body jerk up with
every thrusts, making her breasts bounce tantalizingly.
And it didn't resist, lowering its face to her bobbing bosom, sucking in
almost a whole breast into its mouth, tasting her flesh, feeling her
squirming against its supremely powerful form. Meanwhile, a mighty
battle
was taking place, but it didn't care. Six of its minions would obviously
be able to defeat those two.
There was a loud crash, and a booming noise. The demon lord stopped its
fornicating, and turned its head to look at the battle. Well well well,
already, two of its minions had fallen.
It grabbed Makoto by the hair, and pushed her down to her knees, then
bent
her forward, so she was on all four, then knelt behind her to take her,
each thrusts making her cry out, making her claw at the floor as it took
her, each shoves shaking her body despite all the bracing against those
impact she could manage.
And it looked curiously on to the battle, as finally numbers were
prevailing, the 4 remaining demons swarming the two girls and bringing
them down, then proceeding to gang up on them, two on each, raping every
holes while their demon-lord looked on with a salacious eye.
Haruka's slim, athletic body was sandwiched between two massive,
writhing
demons, her senshi uniform torn in places, only enough to reveal her
breasts
and crotch, the demons too overeager with lust to finish removing her
clothes beyond the necessities.
She was crying out, still struggling, though uselessly, against the two
demons which were now wrapping their tentacles around her, to hold her
still as they took her from both sides, making her scream louder even.
Meanwhile, Minako's uniform was torn off completely, and with her round
breasts, curved bottom, and her plaintive cries as she was fondled by
the
two demons, she was turning the demon-lord on a whole lot, so that his
assaults on Makoto redoubled, making her fall forward onto her elbows,
gripping at the floor desperately as she was shoved back and forth,
mounted, ridden by this powerful demon.
Minako's ordeal was only beginning, and her cries turned to squeals as
she
was impaled on turgid members, slithering tentacles wetly sliding all
over
her pretty body, writhing, stroking all over her. Her blonde hair hung
behind her head as she twisted on top of the rods forcing her, face
upturned, mouth wide opened on screams that weren't coming anymore, her
breath
too short. She closed her bright blue eyes on tears of pain and shame,
as
she started to climax already. To be a powerful soldier of love can be
a
set-back sometimes, as she couldn't resist the lust in those raping her,
her unconscious empathy sending her into a series of wild multiple
orgasm
that made even the most jaded envy those ravishing her.
She stopped fighting the feelings completly, overcome, giving in, to
become a creature of pleasure, of passion, her senses overloaded by the
scent of sex filling the room. All her powers turned to the fullfilling
of
base, bestial lust she sensed around her, caressing the tentacles
penetreting her, licking at those coming close enough to her face,
rubbing her pert breasts to those sliding over her body, squeezing her
thighs around those pressing behind her legs, while yielding most
willingly to every thrusts, be it one filling her sex or piercing her
rectum, rocking back and forth while they possessed her, body and soul.
------
Kiyone was stalking the corridors of the school. She had found the
wormholes, they were all about human-sized. This seemed to confirm her
idea that this was some kind of commando operation. She had placed a
disruptor which had both wiped out the gateways, and would stop anyone
from making any more within a radius of 100 KM.
She was in her battle armor, a lightweight, but highly protective molded
Breasts-plate with some more gears, and was totting the largest standard
GP
issue assault riffle. She had a feeling she would need it.
Looking at a motion scanner, she found the room she was looking or, "On
this floor, about 30 meters to the west, and 40 to the south." she
estimated,
then turned around, and stalked down a side corridor, and after turning
a
corner, found a room with its door opened (or smashed in, it looks
like),
wit a faint red glow coming out of it.
She approached carefully, and as she was getting close, she could hear a
concert of moans and cries and complaints.. All of a feminine
persuasion.
"What the heck is that, some kind of orgy?" she wondered, because that's
what it sounded like.
A sharper female cry made her glance inside quickly, and the sight that
greeted her made her recoil in bot disgust and terror.
There were women sprawled all over the room, and ... *things* were
raping
them in the most obscene manners. And they seemed to be going along
with
it.. Or rather, she thought, they had had all their fighting fucked out
of
them. Probably mostly mindless from their ordeals, or perhaps drugged.
She took a deep breath, made sure the safety was *not* on, and then
prepared herself. It would be chancy thing. The girls were strewn out
mingled with the demons. She had seem one of them, at last, humping down
on a victim. Just jumping in and shooting was not really an option. she
would probably kill as many girls as demons. She realized she was
calling
them demons. Well, the name fits. Anyway, they looked pretty tough,
too.
She hadn't seen any weapons. But that didn't mean they couldn't attack
at
a distance. Still, she'd have to try.
Kiyone jumped into the doorway and blasted away at one particularly far
demon, with no victims close to it. Every shot struck the monster
square
on, a testimony to her steely nerves, and to her training.
The thing is, the demon didn't die. Oh, it seemed hurt, and it writhed
and
struggled to get up, while the others turned their attentions to her.
Her
plan was forgotten within an instant, as she then frantically emptied
her
charges on the demon, finally slaying it.
She gasped, and looked at the remaining demons, another half dozen, who
had
now stopped their debaucheries, and were gazing at her. "Huh..
Surrender,
I've got you all cornered." she said, with complete lack of conviction.
The battle was a short one, although she managed to deal out a lot of
damage
with her vibknife, it hadn't been enough, and none of the wounds seemed
permanent. They regrew limbs, closed large gashes in their bodies. They
piled on her, overloading the defenses of her armor. Finally, most had
left
to return to their monstrous activities while one remained to puzzle out
how to remove her armored breast-plate.
She was thankful for it. It was too tough for the demon to just rip off,
and very complicated. She knew because it was a pain to remove even when
you knew how to. She looked around, biting her lips as she noticed a
pretty blonde girl being forced face-first against a wall, and then
sodomized violently, while she begged for more, humping back against the
demon, thrusting herself on its shaft.
Everywhere else she found scenes of complete depravity. Over there, a
mostly humanoid (grossly humanoid would work as well) creature was
forcing
a black-haired girl to lick on its cock while it shoved large, blunt
fingers into her sex, with its other hand holding a brunette close and
licking her cunt. That way, a beautful woman, with markings on her
pretty
face, her expression contorted in extreme pleasure, was being forced
down on
a huge member repeatedly, making her squeal loudly.
The demon disarmed the last of her protections, bringing her attention
back
to it, and roughly got her out of the armor, "Well, now, girl." it
hissed,
"for all this trouble..."
It lifted her into the air, by its arms, to bring her close, then shoved
her down on two upright tentacles, which split her cunt opened roughly,
making her scream!
----
Kiyone's headband was keeping her hair out of her eyes as she was
bounced up
and down on the twin shafts plunging into her sex, her arms held up
above
her head, pulling her up when the demon would lift her off its shaft,
only
to shove her down on them again. The position pushing her bust out in
the
most shameless manner as she cried out again and again.
Elsewhere in the room, demons were fucking in a orgiastic frenzy,
ravishing every girls again and again. The demon-lord was now planting
its
seed into the very womb of the third of the sailor senshis, having found
all three of them to be strong enough to bear its progeny.
At last assured of decadence on his planet, it turned its though back to
home, to call forth a second wave of invasion. These humans were weak
and
would be subjugated easily.
Except it couldn't find the gates back home where they had been. In
fact,
they weren't anywhere. "You bitch!" it cried, turning towards a Kiyone
riding two shafts in her sex, bouncing with abandon.
It grabbed into her hair, forcing her to look into its face, "You broke
my
gates, now there's no way home, you bitch!" it screamed into her face,
only to see her eyes roll up as she exploded into an orgasm
The demon-lord watched and snarled as she came her brains out, the
thought that
she had at least done that much dmamage to their operation mingling with
the
very intense pleasure of the dual penetration of her sex.
Giving up, the demon-lord calmed itself, then wrenched her face down,
bending her over, so that it could shove into her mouth, taking her,
while
it
planned "Well, I guess we'll just have to impregnate as many women as we
can,
to create our own force of invasion."
Its laughter wasn't pretty, and it rolled down for a long time down the
corridors of Furinkan High.
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The end.
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