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It was supposed to be a cute date night. A little spooky, a little gothy - the perfect event for a bat to bring her sweet new hyena girlfriend. They were still untouched as they backed away from the madness unfolding before them. What seemed at first like an elaborate part of the act was quickly turning all too real. Lilith would have done anything to get away from the chaos and the danger. She tugged on Meesha's hand and wrapped a leathery wing around as much of that big girl as she could, trying not to make eye contact with any of the [i]creatures[/i] crawling up from the great hole in the floor.

The heat was intense. The smoke and the screams overwhelmed her senses, sensitive as they were. Lilith pressed into Meesha just to urge her towards one of the exits, though one glance at it revealed there were already half a dozen attendees there, banging fruitlessly on the doors. They were locked in, and even if she didn't look at them, surely something out of the mass of vile creatures had noticed the two tall, shapely girls shuffling through the crowd together. Something was going to grab them any moment, she was certain. She was so busy looking for oncoming threats that she didn't even see the drop.

She could have sworn there was a floor there moments ago. One step too many, and she plummeted into the darkness below, accidentally pulling Meesha right along with her. Her wings couldn't save her from that fall. Maybe she could have slowed herself by gliding, but she wasn't letting the hyena plunge without her. It slowed, in time. Rather than an ignoble end at the bottom of some hellish pit, she found herself floating down to a firm, cool bottom, away from the noise, the bodies, the danger. Away from [i]everything[/i], or so it felt.

It was cold there. They had each other, and that was all. A good, tight hug was all they could share, with wings and arms alike. Their club outfits barely covered them up, and they felt every single inch of exposed fur and skin in that dark, silent place. There was emptiness, and then there was whatever it was around them - something beyond emptiness. Desolate. Forgotten. Lilith felt as if no one else had been there in decades, or perhaps much longer. If they could bear to stand up from where they knelt and embraced, they might have wandered forever looking for a way out.

There was no need to move. Someone found them first. For all the dread of the situation, the glint of those cool blue eyes was more a relief than anything. She hadn't been there before. Yet she hadn't made any sound when approaching. She simply was, as easily as willing it. Lilith slowly turned her gaze to look her over in her entirety. Though the first thing the bat saw was simply a tall, proud wolfess, filling out an unadorned throne, her naked form seemingly unaffected by the cold, she knew there was so much more to her. Lilith could feel the sheer presence of something greater overwhelming her.

“Cower as much as you need, mortals. It is only natural."

She sat with one leg folded over the other, her fingertips together, eyes flashing in the near-void. Her stark white fur had a certain glisten to it as if reflecting light with no apparent source. Gazing at her a little too long brought Lilith to a particular place in her mind, wrapped in memories of waking up to the cozy silence of fresh snow. All was a little muffled in the wolf's presence, including the fear of the unknown. She may even have appeared mundane if not for the intricate boquet of horns atop her head.

“I am Wiechecheu. This is my realm. A place where only the lowest go - the betrayers. Few make it this far. And so it is that I have plucked you from that other place before some common fiend could spoil you. For that, you may be thankful or not, I don't mind either way."

She flashed a subtle smile. It was the warmest thing they'd seen since they arrived in that place. Shifting in her throne, she leaned a little closer to them, towering over them both without needing to have much actual size over them.

“I won't waste your time. Lilith, and Meesha." She gestured to them each. “I was drawn to you in particular, on this wild night. It is not often I am gifted the chance to reach out and touch mortals like you, especially those with such a striking [i]bond.[/i]"

The hyena and the bat exchanged a look of their own. They'd only just started properly dating, though they'd known each other longer than that. Maybe they were better friends than they even thought, to attract a demon's attention.

“Demonstrate that which has brought you together. Show me the pleasures you share." Wiechecheu leaned closer with a deep breath. “Understand that my interest is far more than simple voyeurism. I have a gift to give unlike anything you have ever imagined. I must know if either of you are worth it."

The couple continued, holding that look. There was uncertainty in each of their eyes, and yet their gazes couldn't help a little wandering. Of course, they both found each other attractive. Their nights of mutual pleasure had left them both greeting the dawn together, exhausted and devoid of regrets. Down there, huddled in depths beyond fathoming, they were left to appreciate every touch all the more intimately. It was only natural for them to get closer, especially with the demon's cool breath washing over them from so near. What started as an embrace became so much more, without any further prompting necessary.

Meesha reached up to touch Lilith's face, and then stroked along the surface of those perky ears. The bat roamed down, running her fingers along the hyena's hips, pressing down on those curves to feel the pleasant squish just below her waistline. That soon evolved to a deep butt grope while Meesha went in to lay some kisses on the pretty batty's neck, a few licks too. Such a sweetly-scented fruit bat like her was always worth slurping, and Lilith was happy to tilt her head back to let that warm, wet tongue slather up her short fur to a pleasant glisten.

Despite the temperature of their surroundings, it didn't take them long to start stripping each other down. A finger under a shoulder strap, a tug at a bra, and they revealed inch after inch of each other's admirable bodies. They made sure to stroke and grope every inch of newly revealed fur. Lilith dug her fingers deeply into Meesha's fluff, scratching lightly. Meesha could do one better than that, pressing her whole face between the bat's breasts to totally immerse herself in the warmth and curves there. She licked, and sniffed too, taking in that essence while she got her ears fondly nibbled on from above.

Wiechecheu leaned back once more, no longer looming as ominously close, but still taking in the sight of their slow indulgence. She ran a hand down her form, touching her own details just as thoroughly, before she dipped her fingers between her thighs. The soft self-pleasuring was the greatest compliment she could have given them. All that licking, tasting, nibbling, groping, it was good enough to make a demoness masturbate. Sometimes they even heard a hot, growly huff from the wolfess while they indulged, but they didn't let it distract them too much.

Meesha briefly side-eyed that throne, still a touch nervous to be in such a presence, but Lilith knew how to comfort her. It involved spreading out those wings and slowly enveloping as much of that big hyena as she could, which was most of her. Draping her in that leathery embrace, letting that texture glide along Meesha's fur, Lilith still had her hands free to grope and explore the rest of the hyena. They were both topless before long, after a little wiggling, and that just left them pressing all the closer together for a pleasant mutual tit-squish.

Their piercings gave a little [i]clink[/i] when they met, rattling as they pressed their busts down flatter, hugging tight, starting to grind. Lilith went for it first, leaning her weight into the bigger hyena, grasping Meesha's skirt, starting to steal it away. She refused to open her wings the entire time, even if that meant stripping her girlfriend down would require even more rubbing and grinding, striped fur slipping smoothly against the textured membranes embracing Meesha from all sides.

Of course they were both stiff the entire time. They didn't rush to find their release despite tenting their skirts with the power of their lust. Lilith got Meesha's cock free in time, wrapping her fingers tightly around every inch she could, slowly rubbing up and down, drawing the loose skin around the tip back and forth. It didn't take her long to get a satisfying [i]squelch[/i] as wetness leaked from the lightly squished head, dribbling down over the bat's digits. Lilith stroked a few more times, then withdrew her hand to let Meesha and Wiechecheu alike see her licking her fingers clean of all those precious juices with her long, nimble tongue.

As much as Meesha wanted to just slump back and accept all the pleasure that was coming to her, she couldn't be so passive under the eye of the demoness. Instead, she worked to one-up the bat once she gathered her bearings. Leaning in for another huff between Lilith's breasts, she descended from there, kissing along that impressively carved middle. The bat's abs were always so hot to her, so firm, flexing under the attention of her tongue. She kept going, tugging away that loose skirt, getting to the bat's pierced cock beneath. While she couldn't lick with the same precision, she could make a nice sloppy mess of that cock, from the very tip to the base, and then curl her tongue beneath those especially juicy balls.

Hefting and bouncing them a few times, fitting them in her mouth one at a time, Meesha found herself moaning just from the taste before long. She ran her lips over the smooth surface again and again, sucking them until the bat gave one of those delightful squeaks of pleasure. They were so cute in contrast to how cool she was otherwise, Meesha always thought. She licked her way up, satisfied with her work, ready to suck that cock dry if that was what it took to impress the demoness. She only barely got her lips around it before Wiechecheu spoke up, gently and yet with absolute authority. Her guests halted where they were to look at her, motionless but for the mutual throbbing.

“That is enough. I see you on edge. Leaking. Ready. I will direct you to fuck for my enjoyment if I wish, but it is my turn to soak in the affections you provide." She spread her legs a little wider, giving a clear view of her sex, and her need streaked over her folds and surrounding fur. The warmth of the invitation made everything else seem so much colder, drawing them in to the flame she intrinsically offered.

Yet when they moved in for what seemed like the obvious starting point, bumping shoulders in the process, Wiechecheu corrected them. Tugging an unseen leash, she forced them down flat on the floor before her seated form, to bow as if in prayer. She didn't allow them to move just yet. They were helpless as she lifted her paws to step upon them, pressing heavily on their backs, and then their heads. She brought her toes to the hyena's lips and let Meesha kiss them, then did the same with Lilith. The bat didn't hesitate to lick them, working her tongue in between each digit as she worked. Showing the demoness the worship she craved seemed the wisest course of action.

Meesha found herself breathing deeply between each slurp, savouring the texture of that fur on her tongue, and the scent that she worked up with all that slobbery attention. She couldn't help letting the saliva flow when she enjoyed it that much. Lilith was caught up in it too, sweeping down and running her tongue along the surface of those paw pads. The softer, smoother texture was perfect for slicking up with her attention, until she was panting from the sheer effort.

Wiechecheu remained difficult to read, but the occasional curl of her toes seemed like approval enough. The motion made her paws scrunch up a little, offering more textures to lick. She lifted one and pressed it into Meesha's face all the more firmly, squishing it to her lips. The hyena gave a satisfying smack of a kiss in response, deeply smooching those wolf demon paws until she was told otherwise. The demoness soaked it in, and when she wanted them elsewhere, she merely had to gesture with the tips of her fingers, guiding them as if she had leashed their very souls.

It eventually involved climbing up to join her on her throne, sprawling over her body, pressing their fur against her own. The hyena's fluff and the bat's smooth body pleasantly glossed against the wolf's fur, sharing her warmth with the mortals in that lonely place. They kissed her everywhere they could, not out of compulsion, but sheer desire. Meesha playfully dipped under one of Wiechecheu's arms and licked there too, while the bat slowly made her way to the wolf's breasts, nuzzling her way alongside one of them, leaving room for the hyena to join her.

Together, they cuddled up to the demon's tits, squishing their faces in from each side to press them together. Meesha went in for a few gropes, testing their heft under her fingers. Lilith's squeezes were a little firmer, putting some strength into them. Wiechecheu didn't mind. She watched them each carefully, observing one for a time, and then the other, to take note of their every single action. As intimidating as that lingering gaze might have been, neither Meesha nor Lilith let that distract them from the worship session.

Sucking on those breasts, sometimes even indenting the flesh beneath the fur with their teeth, finding their way to a teat each and kneading it between their lips, their attention grew to nearly mirror one another. It wasn't until Wiechecheu reached down to push Meesha's head a little closer, to slip it snugly between her breasts that they diverged. There was so much fluff to smooth over with her tongue, and plenty more wolf scent to deeply breathe while she was there. Lilith kept her attention on Wiechecheu's right breast, opening a little wider to get her fangs gently dancing along its surface, nibbling, sometimes biting a little just to feel the squish. The wolf didn't flinch.

For as stoic as she may have seemed while basking in all that attention, the scent of her lust was all the more prominent with each passing minute. She reached down to streak over the bat's ears, flattening them and letting them spring up again. Then she pushed. Lilith didn't need to be overpowered. She followed that guidance, dipping down, rubbing her face on that warm fur until she was down on her knees once more, face between the wolf's legs. Nosing up against the sleek folds of a heated demon sex, she took her first of many deep huffs until her head was spinning, blinked a few times, and shoved her whole face inside.

From there, she could penetrate with her tongue, curling it against the flexing walls of Wiechecheu's pussy. Even the demoness had to arch her back into that one, clutching Meesha all the tighter and keeping her smothered where she was. The fiend let the bat work on her for some time, savouring in that long, flexible tongue tasting her, lapping up the thick juices that coated Lilith's mouth in delectable flavour. It wasn't for lack of performance that she eventually pushed the bat away. She simply wanted to compare her precision to the hyena's enthusiastic sloppiness.

Down Meesha went, her muzzle brushing through that well-kissed fur until she was kneeling, immersed in wolf cunt. Just like the bat, her first instinct was to sniff, to imbue herself with that demonic essence, swimming in that aura. She soon followed up with a long, wet slurp, just like Wiechecheu wanted. As much as she wasn't a dog, she certainly licked like one, getting that pussy all the more soaked with her constant, eager worship, with all the pleasure she could offer the wolfess.

Yet even slowly rocking and occasionally writhing with the enjoyment of what they were providing her, Wiechecheu made no particular push for release. It wasn't about making her cum, it was about impressing her. She pulled the hyena away in time as well, holding her at arm's length even as Meesha wiggled with the urge to taste her a little more. The essence on their tongues was but a sample of all she could give them. With a little spark in her eye, she was ready to offer so much more.

“Let the taste enter you. Warm you. Grow obsessed and crave what a demoness can grant you. I can offer you more - more than tastes, more than touches, more than body heat. One of you is worthy of my gift, but there is something you must do for me first."

She offered no further explanations. The couple looked to each other, but found no explanations there. Nor did Wiechecheu's unwavering stare provide any guidance. They simply had to feel it out, to understand with their bodies if not their minds. Instinct could guide them where logic couldn't. There were already the stirrings, the rumblings within them that made their muscles twitch and their eyes rapidly shift, their expressions going stern with focus. Wiechecheu waited to see who would be her pet. She would be content with either one.

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Though by the far the more timid of the pair, Meesha had a distinct size advantage. She was a tall one, with plenty of curves to fill out the height too. That meant, if she really wanted to, she could give a hell of a pounce. For all the muscle on Lilith's lean form, she couldn't catch that much weight without getting bowled over. The hyena let her urges guide her, and she didn't have to look at the demoness to feel the approval radiating from her. What was briefly a broad grin faded to a seductive smirk as she sat right atop the bat's firm cock.

“This time I'm leading," she said, briefly stopping to marvel at her own assertiveness.

Lilith had no complaints. She'd been hard for far too long, and the sensation of the hyena's broad, soft rump settling down on her dick was everything she needed. Meesha moved with the kind of confidence she so rarely displayed, and that just made it hotter to watch her squirm and sit down snug on that cock, pushing it between her cheeks, right where it needed to be. She gave a hot gasp of pleasure when she made the bat penetrate her, but she quickly steadied herself with a little wiggle and kept going, all the way down to a pleasantly plump pair of balls.

Settling on those, letting Lilith's nuts pump against her butt, she gave a lingering stare. Something rose up within her as she looked over the naked bat, sprawled out with her wings spread, totally trusting. She had to lick her chops to keep from drooling on her. That could wait a little longer. First, she needed to [i]ride[/i] that bat, and she showed the same level of pouncing enthusiasm with those long, firm lunges and thumps, bringing her hips down hard, making the bat squeak under all that weight.

Meesha was certain Lilith could handle it. She planted her hands on the bat's tits, squeezing them so deeply she got a moan out of her partner, already riding at a steady, tireless pace. The thought occurred to her that she should have been winded by then. She wasn't the most athletic around really. Yet she endured without so much as a gasp for air, aside from the occasional huff of pleasure as she drove that pierced cock deep inside her tight rear, kneading it with the steady clenches passing through her entire body.

It wasn't the kind of thing that was meant to last long. Wild, messy, savage cock-riding like that had a [i]purpose[/i], and that was getting the bat's cum inside of her. All that anticipation and teasing, and she could milk Lilith with just a few more good thumps. Bringing her ass down hard, she squeezed that dick until the bat simply had no choice but to offer her everything she wanted. A thick, hot shot of spunk inside her, followed by another, and another just had the hyena leaning right in as if to smooch Lilith in the middle of that flexing, humping orgasm she all but forced out of her.

A little closer, and a little closer still. Meesha was already comfortable on top of the sweet bat, already panting in her face as the last tingles of orgasm faded away in gentle contentment. For as big as she was, she hadn't thrown her weight around like that in her entire life, she was pretty sure. Yet it felt so good to press down a little more firmly, to use that size and hold the bat in place. She huffed, and she drooled a little. It was difficult to maintain her composure when she was still that worked up, still not quite finding her release. There was something more she needed if she was going to cum.

Not even the familiar warmth of Lilith's seed inside her could quell that craving. She smacked her lips together a few times and took a deep breath to see if it would calm her. All that did was fill her senses with the sweet scent of fruit bat. There were so many flavours to lick off that fur. She leaned in even closer to get started, starting behind one of Lilith's ears so she could offer her warmest whispers while she worked.

“You know, I never even [i]thought[/i] about this before. But from up here, with you there, it just seems so [i]obvious[/i]. Like it should have happened all along."

Lilith was still basking in the demonically enhanced afterglow. There was so much power, so much pleasure at stake, yet she seemed tranquil, passive even. Was she already accepting what was always bound to happen? Maybe the demoness had a hold of her somehow. If it was a competition, then Meesha was all but prepared to lie down and let the strong bat win. Maybe she still would. But Lilith wasn't resisting the steady slurps she got from that thick, wet tongue Meesha dragged all over her face.

The hyena continued her tasting until that haunting hollow inside her was simply too much. She hadn't eaten in years, she could have sworn. It almost didn't matter who it was beneath her. Anyone would have filled her. Yet she knew well it was going to be all the more satisfying when it was someone who never expected it of her. She wasn't sure how to start, but it didn't matter. Maybe it was the demon's guidance or some deep-rooted instinct she'd never tapped into that took control of her body in those famished moments.

Even if she descended from one of the more timid subspecies of hyena, the full display of her teeth was an imposing one nonetheless. Lilith stared into those jaws when Meesha so uncharacteristically flashed her fangs. She got a good look of the bright pink flesh within, all the way to the darkness at the back of her girlfriend's throat before it engulfed her. Meesha went for the lunge, letting out a snarl while she was at it. Just to show she really meant it.

She was amazed how much of the bat's face fit in her mouth all at once. Meesha didn't stop there, either. She kept pushing, kept shoving herself down to see how far her jaws would stretch, and the results didn't disappoint. One good lunge, and she had the entirety of Lilith's head framed between her teeth and past her lips, planted firmly on her tongue to muffle the startled squeak somewhat. There were so many things to taste, so many places to swipe her tongue all over, and yet the throbbing, primal need inside Meesha encouraged her to savour absolutely nothing.

There was only the feast. Such a sin might have seemed better suited for the realm of gluttony, but it was so much more than that. It wasn't simply the sensation of stuffing a living, squirming being down her throat that had Meesha so worked up. It was the stiffness in the bat's muscles on the first engulfing gulp, the mix of pulling away and simply tapping at her shoulders in confusion, the lingering sense of uncertainty in her prey's body language rather than sheer panic. It was the last thing Lilith would have ever expected from her big, soft-hearted girlfriend. It was unthinkable. And that was what made every inch of that smooth, silky, strong bat making Meesha's gullet bulge so damn delicious.

Wiechecheu grinned more broadly with each ravenous swallow. She only needed to watch. Her presence alone was enough to inspire that aggression, that desperation to get the bat all the way down, at full size, no matter how stuffed that was going to leave the hyena. Meesha's cock was already pounding hard against her belly with the rigid pulses, with the sheer spurting excitement she got out of every swallow. She descended past Lilith's solid shoulders and took to grabbing at those wings. The leathery things weren't easily gathered up, thick as they were, but they scrunched up with enough effort so they could be more easily stuffed into that constricting tunnel taking her down. The sound of the hyena's constant gulping soon mixed with her moans, taking in the richer taste of those membranes to go with the smooth flavour of soft bat fur.

She didn't need to reach down. The pleasure of consuming someone who trusted her was all she needed. Lilith wasn't even squirming as much as she could yet. Part of her still didn't believe it. She remained rigid in multiple ways as the hyena dragged her up from the floor and pulled off her shaft. Still dripping, still hard, the bat's cock gave a few twitches when those sloppy jaws nibbled and gnawed over her breasts, pinching and biting them a few times along the way. They could have used more attention too, but all Meesha cared about was turning them into a bulge in her throat - an impressive one, at that.

Only when she'd devoured her way down to the middle of her meal did Meesha get any sort of direction from the demon. Wiechecheu moved forward in her seat and whispered to her without any sort of urgency, but the words were nonetheless enough to halt the hungry hyena on the spot.

“You have already proven so much to me, Meesha. Yet I ask you for one thing more. Show me this is more than simple hunger. Stop there, and taste. Pleasure her. Tell her you could stop if you wanted to. But you won't."

Meesha didn't want to stop for anything, that much was true. Actually halting the process and holding Lilith in place took all of her remaining willpower. She reached up and took the bat by the ankles, clutching her tightly, feeling her flail and struggle a little more as she dangled there, pointed straight down towards a growing belly. The sensation of her prey pushing out beneath her breasts, and stretching her middle, inches from entering her stomach left her near insane with need, and yet she still found the strength to obey Wiechecheu's command. She wanted to impress, she [i]needed[/i] to.

Such a fine, taut, athletic ass she had framed between her teeth. It wasn't the first time she'd been lucky enough to get her tongue on it. Sometimes she even topped when they were together. But it felt as sweet as the first time they ever hooked up, taking such teasing slurps of the bat's plump balls, up along the smooth surface of her taint, and then teasing at that tight rim beneath a tiny tail. She wasn't nearly as sloppy with it as she could have been. It was time to demonstrate her calm, her control of the moment. She clutched her prey, sucked on her, kneaded Lilith in her throat and squished her spine against the roof of her mouth, feeling the joints popping against her palate. She nibbled on Lilith's waist a little, before sinking her teeth a little deeper into the fine globes of that ass. Working her tongue up and down the entire time kept the bat squirming and squeaking alike, and sometimes even moaning.

One more small swallow to adjust position, and Meesha laid that thick, pierced cock right out over her outstretched tongue. She made a bed for it, slowly stroking back and forth in time to the ripples of her throat. Rather than gulping, she merely kneaded the juicy upper half of her girlfriend turned prey, giving her a teasing massage as her fate loomed. Lilith tried to kick her way out of that position, but Meesha found herself with unusual strength, clutching those ankles tight. She could feel those thighs and especially those calves flexing with the effort to overpower her, but the hyena was the dominant one in the pair, for a change. The bat was just going to have to accept that pleasure.

Whether it was the danger that turned her on, or she simply had no choice but to submit when Wiechecheu willed it, Lilith succumbed to the stimulation before long at all. A few smooth strokes back and forth, a few teasing gulps that didn't take any more of her inside, and the bat was tense all over. Every muscle flexed to its peak, massaging Meesha's gullet with their bulges, and there came a shrill, muffled cry. A torrent of bat cum splashed over the hyena's tongue and poured down to fill the crevices of Lilith's abs, before splashing down over her face and hair on its way to the belly awaiting her.

All Meesha needed to do was glance in Wiechecheu's direction. She got a slow nod in response, along with a beaming demon grin. That might have frightened her, if she was still her timid self, if she hadn't yet discovered the new joys the wolfess could show her. Instead, she closed her eyes, delighted to please her mistress. It was time for her to truly commit, to demonstrate she meant every single swallow. Tightening her grip on the bat's ankles even more, she began to [i]shove[/i].

The manic, aggressive devouring was a drooling, noisy one. It was wet and full of moans, along with increasing muffled sounds from her prey. They could have been screams, protests, or maybe some groans of pleasure too. The bat was surely a little overstimulated when she got her stiff shaft dragged down Meesha's throat, kneaded on by those constant squeezes all the way down, so soon after release. When she was simply a pair of long, toned legs sticking out of those slavering jaws, she got a few good kicks in, but it was far too late.

Meesha took her hands from Lilith's ankles and instead reached for those long toes. Getting her fingers in between them let her feel them flexing and curling as she finished off her meal. The bat was so gorgeous, so confident, so good at sex - and yet she was going to do nothing more than writhe for the hyena as Meesha turned her into a meal. She was probably one of the last people Lilith would have ever expected to do that to her. Her guard was never up around the big, soft choco-yena. That was exactly what made it so exciting, what made Meesha throb so hard and immediately seize hold of her cock when she felt that delicious goth beauty touching down snug inside her stretched, squeezing stomach.

Leaning back to finish off her final swallows, to [i]slurk[/i] and drag her prey away left Meesha settled on her rump, legs splayed, one hand on her growing gut and the other on her dick. She couldn't stop stroking herself. As much as she was already painting her prey-stuffed belly with precum, she held off on actually finishing. There were so many sensations to enjoy, so much to revel in, and she wanted to be on the very edge of release the entire time. One more wet lick over those feet, one more firm, powerful [i]ULP[/i] like an exclamation mark on their relationship, and she'd truly swallowed her sweet, fruit-flavoured girlfriend whole.

The belch that followed simply leapt out of her. There was no stopping it. A lingering taste of bat fluttered forth on her warm breath as she blushed in the aftermath. Her gaze was timid as she slowly turned her attention back to the demoness watching the whole thing. Madly stroking her cock while she waited to see if Wiechecheu approved was a little less modest perhaps, but surely the wolfess understood the situation. A smile and a slow, pleased nod was all the reward Meesha truly needed. Wiechecheu's words were simply a bonus.

“Very good. Reap the rewards of your loyalty. Treat yourself to the greatest of all sins. Let your betrayal glow within you as she simmers. Make the reality of the situation sink in with every churn. Make her [i]yours[/i], and I will make you mine."

Such a gentle term was hardly accurate to describe what was going on inside Meesha. Her belly responded to that indulgence with elation and ecstasy. Lilith was soaked and nearly submerged in digestive juices in an instant. There was nothing natural about the process. Nor was it pleasant. Meesha didn't initially intend to delight in the cruelty of it all. It was a means to an end. Yet the more the bat began to squirm, then to struggle and thrash against the terrible fate befalling her, the more excited the hyena got.

Eating her was a betrayal all its own, but getting off on it pushed it to an even greater level. Meesha had her cock in both hands once her belly really got going. There was no need to rub it when it worked so efficiently to churn and mulch the bat down, to brutally crush her under the pressure of those digestive flexes, to sizzle through her protective wings and into the soft fur and skin beneath. Meesha could focus entirely on the pleasure of absorbing the bat into her body, inch by inch, pound by pound. She could feel Lilith breaking down, losing her details, smoothing over. All those lovely shapes and surfaces she adored were melting into something much less appealing.

Wiechecheu offered her hand in the middle of it all. For as excited as Meesha was, she turned her attention to accept that offer. It was all she needed to climb right up into the demon's lap. The wolfess took over the stroking from there, pleasuring the hyena as she digested her lover just to impress a demon. It was the ultimate betrayal, and precisely what made her worth those digits gliding up and down her sex-glossed cock. Wiechecheu rubbed Meesha's belly too, feeling that body breaking, feeling the struggles slowing and the cries quieting. That it all went so fast was a mercy, in a way.

Eventually, something broke. Meesha gave a jump of her hips when she felt it. A few more twitches from her prey, and all fell still. Her belly was already shrinking down. She could feel herself growing thicker already, padding out in all the right spots thanks to digesting the bat whole. A soft belch escaped her lips, followed by a cry of ecstasy. Cumming all over herself and a little of Wiechecheu's fur too was simply inevitable in a moment like that.

The wolfess didn't seem to mind. She licked the hyena's cheek and reached down to her cock, stroking her until she stopped spurting. Even then, it was still twitching between Wiechecheu's fingers. Meesha probably could have gone again with excitement like that, but instead she slumped back against the wolf's bust and soaked up the affectionate licks Wiechecheu provided. The demon's words weren't unexpected.

“Let her soul be sorted in the lesser circles. You shall remain with me, sweet betrayer, my delicious pet. I have been longing for company just like you."

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She wasn't sure how she did it. Lilith simply willed it, and it happened. No doubt it was thanks to the help of the demoness observing it all - a small sample of the power she could provide. The bat stared at the hyena, and Meesha simply began to shrink. She didn't immediately notice it was happening until it was far too late, until she was no higher than six inches tall, stumbling and disoriented by the abrupt change. Though no less hard.

When Lilith appeared as a towering titan to the understandably confused hyena, the bat reached forth to pluck that treat from the cold ground. All those touches and textures of her body that Meesha so enjoyed were so much greater at that size. Lilith made that much clear, clutching the shrunken hyena tight, pressing her close to that warm, short fur. A slow slide of the striped one over her form, as if using her as a bar of soap, gliding along those curves, further infused Meesha with the scents and flavours of her date. Under the watchful gaze of the wolfess, the rising urge to use her as a toy was enough to make the bat forget to be gentle.

She shoved that shrunken yeen between her legs, smothering Meesha's voice against her balls, and her stiff shaft. For all the pleasures they'd shared together, for and with Wiechecheu, nothing turned her on more than that forbidden indulgence. She hadn't fully broken their trust just yet. It was all still a bit of play, a bit of dominance. Lilith knew how much Meesha loved it when she did something a little unexpected. Surely grinding her entire soft, fluffy body against that solid spire of bat cock, letting every throb thump up against her entire form, counted as such.

A slow, dominant grind, gripping that toy tight, and soon there was another warm drop of that sweet pre-seed running down from the tip of Lilith's spire. She let it rain over Meesha's face, infusing her with that flavour. Even getting smothered and barely able to breathe anything but bat, the hyena couldn't help another slurp of her own. It was all the more intense at her size, striking her to the core. All Lilith needed to do was wrap each of her fingers around her and start stroking her own shaft with a warm, fluffy toy rubbing against every inch, lapping at her tip.

It took a few gliding strokes to get Meesha completely soaked in those juices. Lilith could have kept going, could have rubbed herself off and came all over that hyena, half-drowned her in how much she felt pent up in her body. Her balls were tense, as was every other muscle in her body. She lifted Meesha up to demonstrate that, pressing her into that taut middle, letting the naked, squirming one rub up against her abs. Every inch of her carried a sweetness to go with the scent of exertion, streaking Meesha's fur with sweat as she got smothered against that warm, smooth body.

A little higher and the hyena's muzzle ended up pressed nicely to the underside of Lilith's sweaty bust. The bat gathered her there, running her fingers up and down Meesha's spine, toying with her, making that girl leak all over. It wasn't nearly as impressive a mess as it was when the hyena was at full size, but it was still a fitting tribute. That got all the thicker when Lilith gathered up her shrunken date and pressed her firmly between her tits. A brief spark of something made Lilith tense up and grab herself, one hand on each breast, squishing them together around the form between them to see how much pressure Meesha could take.

It was enough to make those biceps bulge. The bat flashed her fangs, eyes glinting with [i]something[/i] as she smother-crushed the hyena between her tits, mashing her into that cleavage, popping a few joints. It didn't do her any real harm. If anything, it just got Meesha intensely acquainted with that silky cleavage. Lilith released that grip after holding it for a few seconds, huffing out, breath steaming. A few licks over her chops had her murmuring to herself. She glanced down at Meesha, allowing that hyena to peer up at her from where she was pinned, leaving her swiftly awash in that sweet, hot breath. Every drop of saliva that fell from that tongue or those fangs was a little storm all its own.

“You're such a treat," Lilith said, adding extra breath to each word, puffing her syllables over Meesha's face. “Always have been. My own little chocolate drop."

She demonstrated the flexibility of that tongue once more, curling it upwards, letting it slowly sway in front of Meesha's face. Then she dipped down, and slurped under the chin of the captive in her cleavage. A long, wet lick like that left Meesha absolutely splattered. Lilith couldn't help outright drooling with the anticipation of what she was going to do. She wasn't hiding it very well. Yet she got no complaints when she leaned a little closer, scooped her tongue a little deeper, and got it right between her breasts and the thighs of her shrunken girlfriend - and prey.

Slowly reeling that hyena in, teasing her between the legs, running her tongue back and forth over Meesha's balls, Lilith finally drew her in close enough to kiss, laying a wet-lipped smooch on the hyena's whole head. The smack echoed in the dark. She didn't take her eyes off the hyena, but she could feel Wiechecheu nodding to her, encouraging her to go further, to take her desires all the way. Everything she'd done was forgivable. Meesha was still hard for her, throbbing on her tongue, giving a constant spurt of approval. That didn't change when the bat opened up wide, flashed those fangs, and [i]lunged[/i].

It looked like she was taking a bite, but she stopped her teeth just before they could really sink into the juicy morsel on her tongue. Instead, she simply nibbled, applying those sharp points with care. She knew all the places where that warm yeen was softest, and most sensitive too. With precision and lust alike, she gnawed on Meesha's lower back, just above the hips, while dragging her tongue back and forth over the hyena's shaft, letting it leak into her open mouth. Those cries of pleasure echoed right down her throat as a reminder of just how deep it went.

A slow, noisy [i]suck[/i] engulfed Meesha in sound. The bat sealed her lips around the hyena's broad waist, which helped her turn her prey on all the more. A few slow slides of tongue along that cock, curling all the way to taint and ass for extra teasing, and Meesha was moaning in the bat's jaws. Lilith swallowed all those cute noises and dragged a little more of that hyena in, just to see how far she'd go and keep moaning about it. From that distance, Meesha could feel the power of that looming throat, listening to every deep, wet gulp mere inches from her shrunken face. Whether she heard the rising rumbles of the bat's stomach, Lilith didn't know, nor did she care.

Lilith reached down to pat her gut a few times, as if to tell it to calm down. She was starving, ravenous, a beast locked in pure survival mode. A thousand impulses told her to gulp that meal in an instant. Others told her to bite, to subdue, to [i]chew[/i]. She met those urges halfway. A little more teeth, a little more pressure, just to see if Meesha could take it still didn't earn her any complaint. Even when she was gnawing on that soft hyena from tits to back to butt to thighs, Lilith could feel the moans echoing out of her shrunken date. She slathered Meesha up in as many slurps as she possibly could, sampling that sweet chocolatier, slurping a little more of her into her mouth with each bite.

If Meesha didn't mind, then it wasn't going far enough. Lilith knew she had to do more to impress the demoness, to truly earn that shred of power. The bridge had lowered. She merely needed to cross it. She let those long legs stick out between her lips, faintly kicking but not struggling. Not yet. Applying more and more pressure, kneading into that soft body with her teeth, she eased into Meesha's soft curves until she felt something give. A twitch passed through the hyena's whole form at that sudden shock of sensation, of that vampire bite drawing just a little red. Lilith slurped around the site of that little piercing, breaking slowly into a grin.

Easing out of that surprise bite, opening wide, she allowed Meesha to squirm all the more on her tongue, free to slip out of that maw if she so wished. Even lightly wounded, the hyena wasn't getting any softer. It wasn't the first time Lilith had nipped her. A little crimson on her tongue wasn't an unfamiliar taste. Meesha was outright trembling, and not out of fear. She was one good lick away from cumming. Lilith knew exactly how to drag her tongue between those fine thighs to get exactly the spurt she wanted. The moment Meesha's climax hit, the bat struck.

There was no precision to it. She didn't think about what she was biting, or how much force was too much. The primal urge to [i]gnash[/i] her teeth deep into that meat overtook all else. She bit down as hard as she could, feeling the crushing and crunching that ensued, and she followed up by doing it again, and again. When the crimson began to flow over her lower lip, she ran a hand slowly down her side and wrapped her fingers around her cock, merely to grasp it for the moment. The other hand, she brought to her breast, squeezing it so tightly she could feel her heart pounding beneath.

Munching, crunching, chewing on her meal, she made Meesha spurt in more ways than one. Moans turned to screams turned to silence, but that shrunken morsel was far from done twitching after a mere few bites. The bat passed her from one cheek to the other, laying her over more teeth, and continued her indulgence. She was feasting upon those sensations, upon the cruel, harsh betrayal of every single messy chomp. The sound of snapping and crackling ensured the consequences were real, and permanent, measured in the gushing taste dripping from her lips or flowing down her throat.

The urge to fully give in to that bloodlust and turn the delicious hyena girl into pulp was a powerful one, but so too was the desire to savour the moment. Carrying on at full speed would have been the kindest thing to do, which was exactly why she paused. She kept her hands where they were, massaging herself, gripping tight. There was no need to rub her cock when there were already so many sensations to enjoy. She explored them with her tongue, running it over the mangled form of the beloved choco-yeen.

She couldn't quite make a full estimate of the damage with touch alone, but she got the idea. Like a stick of gum, Meesha was bent and reshaped by the chewing, the teeth marks clear in her supple form. She gushed that tasty reward for Lilith to slop up like it was what she thrived on. The fruit bat didn't feed on blood, but she gulped it down all the same as if it was the sweetest nectar of all. She could feel movement. If Meesha had anything to say about that surprise, it was far too late. Surely she understood the [i]need[/i] demonstrated by every single one of those sudden, vicious bites.

Finish it, she thought to herself. It would have been so very easy. One good crunch, and she could have felt the twitches cease right there on her tongue. Maybe she could have even kept chewing, just to see how long it took to utterly destroy that thick, shrunken morsel. Instead, she began to tilt her head back. She wasn't about to make it that easy. Making a statement to the demoness observing her meant subverting a few expectations, including that of a quick demise.

A long, smooth, throat-bulging [i]GULP[/i] took what was left of Meesha down Lilith's gullet in a single swallow. A bulge wriggled its way faintly along, compressed from all sides by urgent constriction. Whether she was alive and aware of it all, or maybe numb to some of it didn't really matter. Lilith was making the most of her betrayal, inching the hyena down towards her stomach, mostly whole. It was far too late to stop. She was going to [i]digest[/i] that treat before the chewing wounds could claim her, and she was going to enjoy every single second of it.

Her belly was already in a state of accelerated anticipation by the time her prey slipped smoothly down to be deposited inside, hidden away behind the taut muscles of the bat's abdomen. The juices sizzled on contact with that meat. There was nothing to rub or tease from the outside, though Lilith stroked her middle nonetheless. Flexing her abs around her prey helped to tighten everything around Meesha a little more, to continue what her fangs started in crushing her down. The sloshing, dissolving mess within the bat began to resemble a living being less and less with each heavy, damning [i]churn[/i].

Even locked in such ecstasy, there came the moment where Lilith felt the need to turn to Wiechecheu once more. Beyond even the flesh of her friend and lover, demon's approval was everything she craved. The wolfess had been waiting patiently, and offered her hand when she saw the bat's eyes gleam up at her. Lilith didn't hesitate. She accepted that, and climbed up to press against the fiend once more, feeling the strokes of claws running down her back and the base of her wings in all the right spots. Shivering, but not for the cold, she simply gave a sigh when she felt the storm in her stomach cease along with all remaining signs of life. Pressed against Wiechecheu like that, she shared that fatal moment with the demon, for them both to enjoy.

“Such viciousness deserves all the rewards I can offer. Let her soul depart as her body becomes yours. The other circles shall take their pleasure from it." She reached down to tip the bat's chin up with her outstretched claw. “You belong to me now, Lilith. Do you understand that?"

Understanding was perhaps a difficult thing to claim, but the bat certainly accepted it. She slowly nodded, nestling back against the wolf's bosom. Such a good pet she would make, ready to inflict such harm on someone who trusted her so much. She was exactly the company Wiechecheu longed for in that quiet place.