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Likewise, Dawn drinks in Ankhu's form, and she sighs, speaking out. “I so wish I could touch you, to taste you, to make you cry for me."

Ankhu frowns at this, her hands moving up along Dawn's arms. “But… you can do that, can't you?" She slides her hands under the pillow and tosses it aside, gasping at what she sees.

Two mechanical arms from the headboard hold onto Dawn's wrists, preventing her from moving out of this position.

Ankhu grabs the blanket and pulls it off of Dawn's legs, only to see two more mechanical arms clasping at her ankles. “What sorcery is this!?" she shouts.

Suddenly, more arms burst out from under the bed, grabbing Anknu by the wrists. As she tries to pull free from the assaulting arms, she is smashed on top of Dawn, their bodies pressed together as she is forced down, their cheeks squished together as the arms grab her legs and spread her out, flattening her. “W-what is this demon?"

“Not a demon…" Dawn huffs. “A Beast. A robotic bed from my world."

“R… Robot? What is this… this robot?" Ankhu asks, the blush growing on her cheeks.

“Kukukuu…" From under the bed, the gremlin-like laugh rises. Anku's eyes widen as the kobold scurries out from underneath, wiping her brow and holding a wrench in her hands.

Seeing her new capture, Shir sighs and shakes her head. “Oh, just another woman. How quaint."

“Who are you?" Ankhu shouts, squirming to free herself from the grip of the Bed Beast. As she does, she rubs against Dawn's body. The way her nipples play with Dawn's and how her entwined legs work against Dawn's sex makes the woman on the bottom sigh in happiness.

“Me?" Shir scoffs, placing a hand upon her chest. “You don't know who I am? Foolish human!" She says, pointing at Ankhu. “You speak to the future grand ruler of all the lands! The pathetic lesser races will bow before the might of Shir-Ava and her army of mechanical minions!"

“You're going to… to take over the world with… a bed?" Ankhu asks, feeling Dawn's lips pressing against her neck, kissing her. She hisses at the other woman “what are you doing?"

“We're here to have fun," Dawn says. “Nothing wrong with being tied up with a beautiful lady."

Shir sheathes her wrench and rubs her hands together, cackling in delight. “Oh, but this is no mere bed, as you can clearly see. Once I've unlocked all of its secrets, I can make a mobile version—a construct that relies not on magic, but will obey my orders! And, what better place to start my conquest than here in this veritable fortress!"

“This creation," Ankhu begins. “It is nothing special. It's just like ropes."

“Like ropes, eh?" Shir responds, then yanks out the controller for it from her belt. “Behold! The instrument of your doom!" She turns the dial up, cackling with more glee.

The bed shudders, creaking with mechanical exertion. Suddenly, multiple arms launch out from under it, each of them either having grabbing fingers or phallic attachments, each of them of various sizes and textures and levels of vibration. The bed pulls the two women apart, spreading their legs. One of the phallic attachments stuffs itself inside of Dawn, who throws her head back, rocking her hips to the bed's action. “Oh yes, yes! Fuck me, Beastie!"

Another dildo slithers its way toward Ankhu, who struggles against it, whining. “N… no, I… I shun men! My body is only for the pleasure of women!"

The arm freezes, and then it retracts. Ankhu breathes a sigh of relief as it disappears, but she does a double take as an attachment that looks like a tongue rises in its place, pressing the strangely wet fake muscle up against her glistening lips. She blushes as she feels it probe her, sensing her heart rate, the way her body moves, and the chemicals she creates. All of this is taken into account by the Bed Beast to find her perfect spot and lash at it, over and over.

Shir steps closer, pocketing the controller as she examines the mechanisms up close. “This machine is so fascinating. Feel how it adjusts to your every desire without it having to be told, yet it also can hear you and have your preferences adjust it. Truly, it is remarkable, and I must have it! Can you imagine, lining the walls of a fortress like this with magnificent traps like these? Oh, how those pathetic heroes would quiver and fall before the might of my glorious machine."

Shir shudders, biting one finger as she imagines the amazing hypothetical situation. Of course, as she does this, she subconsciously moves her other hand down along her body, her growing excitement over a future with her in control building up within her.

The Bed Beast senses that excitement, and an arm flies out to grab her by the ankle. With a quick yank, it pulls her down into the underside.

Growling from being so roughly handled, she reaches for the device or her wrench to undo the grip against her. More arms grab each of hers and spreads her out to look upwards. She stares, a smile growing over her snout. The machine under here is alive with activity. She can see it all. Gears turning, pistons pumping. It's all so fascinating, indeed.

Then, she sees it, the approximation of the equine length that slides up above her. This bed has so much she had never thought possible before. How many attachments does it actually have? It's great!

But then, the floppy length turns around, lowering down, getting to her level. Shir stares in silence as it gets closer, closer, and eventually presses against her slit. “Y… you got to be k-kidding me!" she laughs nervously. “I-I'm your mistress. You have to obey me. You can't make me your slut!"

The Bed Beast does not just listen to words, but to the body, the sounds of her breath, the heat from touching her. It pushes forward, the length adjusting, squeezing down, becoming much more dense as it comes to a size perfectly suitable for her.

Shir writhes around as the Bed Beast, fucking Dawn with no remorse and licking its way all over Ankhu's body with dedicated purpose, now slowly makes love to its new mistress, sliding in and out of her with a slow, deliberate pace.

“A… ahh… m-men are easy to… to manipulate!" she thinks to herself out loud. “I-if I want their cocks, I can take them e-easily, but…" She gulps, then shudders. “T… this is service w-without the need to… to socialize." Her eyes roll back as she laughs even more than she did before. “Of course! This creation—this wonderful tool. It is the ultimate trap and I… I the trap master, have fallen for it. No one can escaaaaape!"

After both women had their explosive releases from the work of the Bed Beast, it takes them a few minutes to climb out and think about what happened. Shir coughs and motions to the door and says. “You've been a wonderful test subject, Dawn, but I must prepare this for a trial of more than two individuals. I'll need fresh specimens for that."

Outside the door, Ankhu listens, then shakes her head. The power she has, where those she meets never remember her, is as powerful in this world as it is in her own. She's glad that little creature didn't remember her, but as for her, the time with the Bed Beast and Dawn was unforgettable.