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“Are you familiar with any of the ancient dragon legends?” Minerva asked.

They stood in the interrogation room. Shadows covered the dark cement walls, a single spotlight-like bulb hung over a heavy wooden table encircled by a trio of folding chairs. A dark silvery window reflected the cave-like room. Chastity knew the bright observation room behind the mirror better than this drab cell.

The large female grabbed one of the uncomfortable steel chairs and slid it against the wall. She walked back towards the table, shooting an expectant glance at the two police officers.

Chastity gnawed her lower lip. The demoness saved her job just to force her complacency in something. Her lecturing tone annoyed the mammal, making her reconsider her acceptance. “Yeah, most of them are about villages feeding them young girls? Is that your plan here?”

The whale’s large finned tail swept another chair aside. Its legs screeched against the hard ground before it came to a stop under the one-way mirror.

“I’m taking inspiration from it,” Minerva smiled. “But I don’t think the maidens always got eaten.”

She sat atop the table, pushing a foot against the remaining chair, while she tucked her leg near her chest. She smiled, the alluring expression only unnerving the lemur. Muscles rippled powerfully under her pants leg as she kicked the chair. It flew across the room, clattering to a stop at Chastity’s feet.

“We don’t have a pole for our maiden, so we’ll have to improvise,” Minerva tapped her fist against the firm wooden surface supporting her.

“You’re disgusting,” Chastity’s gaze narrowed. Her skin shivered, fur standing on end.

The demoness shrugged. “You savaged the dragon first. It’s only fair that you show her the same courtesy.”

“I don’t have to show her anything!” Chastity yelled, face flush in anger. Her fur rustled against her clothing, heat filling her body.

“This is extreme even for you,” Cupid said, voice hard and disapproving.

“Desperate times,” she replied, slipping off the table and onto her feet. “That lust spirit in there has been dormant for a hundred years. Your stupid and reckless actions no doubt remind her of the Order’s paladins and priests. It’s hard to reach a spirit with just words, so actions and feelings are usually required. You can either try and fix this mess or go back to Buster and hand over your badge.”

“That’s bullshit!” Chastity spread her arms in frustration, palms slapping against her thighs. “How was I supposed to know that anyway?”

Minerva shrugged. “That’s the way it is, dear. I’m just giving you the opportunity to clear up any misunderstandings. I didn’t have to offer this deal, we handle spirits all the time and she’ll learn the modern world fast enough, it just happens you can help me out and I can help you...”

The lemur snarled. Wrapping her arms around her head, she glanced between the table and the exit behind her. The smoldering sensation between her thighs returned, confounding her thoughts with pleasant memories of smooth skin rubbing on her fur.

Grumbling, Chastity walked towards the table, pointing at the demon. “No one knows about this.”

“It’ll be our little secret,” Minerva promised, holding up a hand to halt the girl’s advance. “Now, strip.”

“I’ll be outside,” Cupid said. The old dog dashed to the exit, the heavy metal door pounded shut behind him.

They stared at each other, the demoness responsible for the well-being of her whole race and the young hotshot cop standing between depraved monstrosities and regular, innocent creatures.

“You’re just gonna sit there and watch?” Chastity asked.

Rolling her eyes, Minerva turned around. “Better?”

Her crimson-flushed face grew even brighter, but she unhooked her belt and let it jangle to the floor. She slipped out of her sneakers before shrugging off her coat, folding it to set atop her shoes. Unbuttoning her shirt, she slid it onto the stack and stood up. Chastity slid her pants around her waist, the white glint of her panties visible through her open fly. Clad in her underwear and socks, she glared at Minerva’s flat back.

“Bra and panties, too,” she ordered without turning around. Chastity blushed and noticed the whale’s head tilted towards the mirror, watching the lemur’s distorted reflection in its corner.

Disgust growing, she unclasped her bra and let it fall away from her chest. The chill of the room pierced her natural coat, hardening her dangling breasts. She slipped her panties off, exposing her slit to the cold and Minerva’s glittering eyes. Her cotton socks stayed on as one final show of defiance.

Spinning around, Minerva looked over the nude lemur, eyes lingering on her ample bust and the chasm between her thighs. She stroked her chin thoughtfully. “I guess that’ll do.”

Chastity’s fur bristled at her dismissive tone. “So, now what? Where’s your perverted dragon?”

“I’ll fetch her in a moment,” she replied. Her grin widened. “There’s just one more thing.”

The large monster stepped towards the table, her movements delicate and strangely agile for someone so big. Stretching an arm out, she placed her fingertips atop it. Chastity gasped as a dark purple glow shone in her pupils. The same unnatural light flowed from her hand over the table, splitting into four crackling loops that travelled down its legs. The tendrils of magic shot out and curled around Chastity’s wrist and ankles. The lemur gasped and resisted as the powerful force dragged her forward. She grunted in fruitless exertion as the glowing shackles yanked her several footsteps closer at a time. The ghostly force splayed her legs open and bent her over the table as Minerva gingerly stepped aside.

Remembering her magic, Chastity focused and poured the cleansing light through her skin. Her body glowed brightly in the dark room, the tugging on her limbs weakened for a moment before redoubling. Her belly slammed against the hardwood top, her breasts spread and flattened against the unyielding surface. The crackling purple energy connecting her wrists to the table leg changed, weaving into thick, knotted loops of rope. The same material spun into existence around her ankles and the other table legs, spreading her legs. Her holy aura faded, far too weak without her channeling tools to break the whale’s spells.

“That’s better,” Minerva commented. “Comfortable?”

The lemur grunted, tugging uselessly at her tight bonds. She turned a hate filled, defiant glare towards her, but the whale stood next to the table, out of sight.

A hand brushed along her fluffy tail, traveling downwards. Two fingers traced the slight curvature of her butt, pausing above her long legs.

“Get your hands off me!” Chastity growled.

“That attitude won’t do,” Minerva said moving her fingers inward. She grinned feeling the lemur’s damp, eager lips kiss her smooth skin. “Intrigue might be a little hesitant to play with you. So you should be encouraging.”

“Yeah, right, you fucking demons are all the same!” she spat. “Disgusting!”

Chastity felt the succubus’ hot breath against her ear. Her fingers stroked along her soft bumps, sending little shivers through her sex. “You didn’t find her so disgusting last night, did you?”

She blushed, remembering the vivid sensation of soft dragon hide against her fur and the stiffness straining against her clothing.

“Just hold onto that and remember your future in law enforcement depends on satisfying that dragon,” Minerva said. Fingers suddenly plunged into the lemur’s wet snatch as the whale’s voice hardened. “If you don’t, you’ll find out what it feels like to have a real succubus inside you.”

Chastity grunted, the demon’s digits stretching deeper and deeper. Her breathing became erratic as each time she thought the large fingers would stop, they kept going. The insertion thickened, stretching her walls open as its end morphed into a thrashing tendril. Chastity bit her lip to keep from screaming as bumps grew across the throbbing tentacle, raking across her hungry, sensitive flesh. Her legs pulled at the ropes, desperate to break free and close her sex off from the unbearable pressure.

Minerva pulled her hand out of the groaning, sweating lemur. The paladin sighed in relief, gasping as her head slumped against the table. The demoness watched her recover from the pleasure as she licked her fingers clean.

“Remember, your future depends on how this goes,” she glanced at the murky mirror. “I’ll be watching, so make sure you don’t screw up again.”

Only desperate, frustrated gasps answered her, but Minerva felt her point made. She walked towards the exit, pulling a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe the saliva off her hand.

Lieutenant Cupid waited outside the door, facing away. His head whipped around at the hinges’ squeak. His gaze narrowed in disapproval. “Is she ready?”

“Hell, if I know,” Minerva sighed. “How have you been, Cupie?”

The Dalmatian frowned. Though finally alone for the first time since the demoness arrived, she guessed now wasn’t the appropriate time to chat and catch up.

“I’ve been hearing some disconcerting things,” he replied. “Something about you trying to get the paladin act changed and make us all work for you.”

“Always thinking the worst,” she shook her head. “I just think it would be better if we reorganized and got someone who understood monsters in charge of oversight, instead of the mismatch of state police chiefs that’d rather sniff cognac in their office than learn about the intricacies of such things.”

“And you think you’re the whale for the job?” he asked, his frown deepening.

“You know someone better qualified?” she asked feigning innocence.

“Maybe not, but you’re a succubus and I’ve glimpsed the lengths you’ll go through to whitewash your kind’s reputation.”

“If I can keep creatures from going back to burning monsters and magic users in the town square, then it’s worth it,” Minerva growled, mood darkening.

“You aren’t living in the colonial days anymore,” Cupid reminded her.

The whale scowled, glancing away. The canine sighed, crossing his arms. “Look I know you think you have to do what you have to do… but the world is different now and you helped make it that way. Secrets keep the peace for now, but in the long run, some things are bound to come out...”

“Not if I can help it,” she muttered. They stared each other down, neither one budging. The whale’s jaw set in determination, while the Dalmatian’s ears drooped in pity.

“Well… I guess we should get this over with,” Cupid broke the silence first.

She nodded. “I’ll get Intrigue and then I’ll meet you in the observation room.”

Minerva stepped around him, staying far away which was difficult for the behemoth in the narrow hallway. She wasted no time, heading towards the holding cells, not far from the interrogation room.

As she walked, she worked out the stress brought on by their conversation, breathing steadily to calm down and shaking her arms and wings to flex her muscles, working out the tension.

Of course, Minerva knew all the terrible secrets and unlawful actions would doom her if they were ever uncovered. She only prayed her friends and family could somehow avoid the sinking ship if it finally happened and the world wouldn’t regress back to the paranoia and superstition of a hundred years ago.

Affixed with a positive expression to hide her inner gloom, the sperm whale passed the hallway of cells. Excluding their overnight guest, the prison remained empty. Nosh stood guard, leaning against the bars, his eyes lazily scanning the hallway. Spotting Minerva, he hastily straightened up and cleared his throat. The pink bat glanced into the dragon’s abode, throat rumbling in annoyance.

Minerva paused in front of the doorway. Fizz sat inside the cell on a stool, chewing on an egg and cheese sandwich from the same fast food joint they bought dinner from the previous night. Intri sat on the edge of the bed, sandwich in one hand, a miniature carton of OJ in the other. The yellow bat appeared to be trying to chat up Lilith’s host and neglecting her guard duties.

“Hey, boss,” she chirped, her voice high and squeaky.

“Sorry, ma’am,” Nosh said, glaring at his sister. “She insisted Miss. Tailer needed some conversation.”

The young reptile narrowed her green eyes, clearly needing to finish her breakfast. The yellow bat’s enthusiastic cheerfulness and ability to produce an unceasing barrage of questions a distraction Minerva understood all too well.

Fizz’s remaining bite of food disappeared into her mouth, getting ground and crushed between her sharp fangs.

“Hey, boss!” she garbled out, mouth still full.

“A little professionalism, please, Fizz,” Minerva instructed. Her bodyguard’s bright expression fell flat. “Why don’t you let me converse with Intrigue?”

“Fine,” she pouted, standing up.

She let the bat past, before leaning down and squeezing into the cell.

Intri nibbled fussily at her food, not as enamored with cheese and egg as fish. She dug at the bag of hash browns leaning against her leg with more enthusiasm.

“Hello,” the dragoness said, after swallowing a mouthful of fried potato shreds.

“How are you today, hun?” Minerva asked.

She shrugged, frowning in uncertainty. Her right hand picked at the greasy bag of hash browns, shifting through them.

A narrow ribbon of black extended from her shirt, taking the form of Lilith’s upper body. The tiny snake head bit off a mouthful of the sandwich in her host’s hand. The powerful ancient being coughed quietly and spat the chunk out, barely chewed, onto the floor. She hissed in disgust.

“Feels kinda the same as yesterday,” she replied. “I still know barely anything and it feels like something could destroy me at any moment if I’m not careful.”

“You’re worried about your safety?” Minerva asked. “I can say you’ve already dealt with one of the worst monsters in the world. You were lucky, but I can teach you how to survive without relying on luck.”

“You’d teach me?”

The sperm whale frowned. “I couldn’t spend all my time training you, but there are people who’d be very willing to help you master your powers. And I promised to give you answers regarding Lilith’s history.”

Intri stared at her. “What would it cost?”

“For you, nothing,” she replied. “We’re actually going out of our way to tutor spirit-bearers rare as they are now. Though for Lilith, I am willing to go the extra mile. All I ask in return is for you to consider a position with the DPS after your training is done.”

The dragoness grimaced.

“I said you only had to ‘consider,’” the demoness said. “If you’re not comfortable with anything we have to offer, you can just say no. Fair deal?”

Nodding, she wrapped up her cold meal and set it aside, standing up. “Can we start on something right now?”

“Look at you, all eager,” Minerva smirked, picturing the fun ahead. “I was hoping you’d say that. I’ve actually got your entrance exam prepped if you’ll follow me.”

They stepped into the hallway, Intri followed at Minerva’s side as the elder demon led her young charge to the interrogation room. Fizz and Nosh trailed behind, the yellow bat staring at the dragon’s rear while her brother glared disapprovingly.

Going through the exit into the smaller hallway, Minerva was relieved to see Cupid had disappeared, afraid the canine might discourage Intri.

“This first part won’t be too hard,” she instructed as they neared the door. She turned, standing to the side, gripping the handle. “Are you ready?”

“What do you want me to do?” Intri stopped in front of her, staring with wide, nervous eyes. She wondered what mysteries waited behind the heavy steel barrier.

“Whatever comes natural,” Minerva grinned warmly, twisting the knob and throwing the door open. “Just go wild.”

The dragoness peered past her, confused. The whale saw the black markings above her eyes rise in shock before her two assistants shoved her forward. Intri stumbled into the room, Minerva slamming the door behind her. A purple glow leapt from her hand to the lock, a loud click echoed through the hall.

“I would’ve volunteered,” Fizz muttered.

“I want to start her off slow,” Minerva replied. “Next time, Fizz.”

“It’s always next time,” she mumbled bitterly, kicking her foot.

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Chastity’s back hurt, her breasts ached squashed against the table, and her stomach rumbled hungrily. Her jam and toast had disappeared somewhere between Cupid’s car and the trip to the interrogation room. She didn’t recall setting the hard crust down. Eventually, a rectangular slab of mold would emerge, either in her lieutenant’s car or the chief's office.

‘That’s it, girl. Keeping thinking about your breakfast, don’t worry about the ropes or the table. Or the dragon…’

Grunting in frustration, she pulled on the thick ropes again, straining her already pained back and digging the table edge into her gut. The bindings held firm, no matter how fiercely she tugged. The table legs squeaked and banged across the floor, Chastity had managed to push the heavy piece of furniture to the far wall before fatigue overwhelmed her. She slumped against the uncomfortable surface. She idly wondered why it had to be such a rough, heavy table.

Her exhausted panting filled the room as sweat trickled down her naked body. The soft click of the doorknob turning reached her ears, a familiar, androgynous voice yelped as they stumbled inside and the entrance slammed shut with a droning thud.

Silence.

Chastity closed her eyes, waiting for the looming shadow to fall over her, for the unwelcome hot breath to tease her ear, while something long and hard probed at the space beneath her tail. Her hands balled into fists, ready for the violation to start at any moment. Any second now, the dragon would be on her, licking and kissing, nuzzling, just a few more ticks of the clock.

‘What the hell is taking her so long?!’ the anticipation felt unbearable. Did the wicked creature know and wished to draw out her torment?

Intrigue jiggled the door handle, finding it locked. A blush lit up her cheeks as she glanced at the bound lemur. Her tail lifted slightly, giving the dragon a narrow glimpse of pink beneath the tan fluff. The herm’s attention shot back to the door. She banged her shoulder against it, desperate to avoid a second encounter with the crazy officer.

Small, pointy ears heard the clatter as the succubus attempted to escape. Chastity felt relieved for a moment, her body didn’t seem to appeal to the reptile.

Her lips curled into a fierce scowl, anger rising in her belly. She yanked at the ropes, wanting to get free so she could smack the dragoness. How dare she seduce the lemur with her dark magic and then act like this when presented with her tied up, completely at her mercy! Chastity’s tail rose into the air, baring her slick, unprotected sex for all to see.

When the clawing at the door continued despite her display, Chastity swallowed her pride and shouted in frustration. “Hey, doofus! Prime hot meat right over here! You were all over it last night!”

---

“How’s it going?” Minerva asked, entering the observation room.

Cupid stared through the clear half of the one-way glass, arms crossed over his chest, head tilted in bemusement. “You seemed to have misjudged this…”

“Nonsense,” she stepped up to the window. Her relaxed, confident grin disappeared as Intrigue banged at the exit, ignoring the gift-wrapped police officer. She sighed. “Just give it a moment and she’ll be wrecking your girl.”

“I doubt that,” the lieutenant’s tone hardened, his infuriating seriousness returning. Minerva wished he’d learn to relax some.

“Wanna bet?” the demon chief grinned. The hound shoved his hands in his coat pockets, ignoring her. “Twenty bucks.”

The Dalmatian turned towards her, a disapproving snarl wrinkling up his face. Minerva giggled and the paladin blushed.

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“I was trying to get away last night!” Intri growled, slamming a knee against the heavy barrier. She regretted that choice instantly. The impact jostled her kneecap, pain lancing through the dragon’s leg.

“Seriously?” Chastity growled.

Giving up on escaping, Intrigue sighed and limped away from the door, her tender leg tingling. She refused to ogle the lemur, though the alluring scent of her salty sweat and arousal filled the small room.

“I just wanted to escape, but I was worried you’d hurt yourself if I ran.”

“Hurt myself?”

“Yeah, chasing me with your sword while drugged by Lithy’s venom,” she explained. “I didn’t mean for things to get so out of control...”

“Oh… Well, thanks for that!” the lemur muttered sarcastically. Her tail swished in annoyance as she twisted her wrists, the ropes rubbing her skin raw. If the concerned dragon had escaped, then perhaps she wouldn’t be tied to this table.

“You’re welcome,” Intri muttered, distracted as she searched for another exit. Working her way backwards, she turned sideways, spotting the mirror. Embarrassment lit up her cheeks as she realized someone might be watching from behind it.

She remembered Minerva’s words. The whale locked her in with the vaguest possible instructions. Intri considered the situation; somehow doubting the demoness wished her to exercise restraint. Her eyes wandered to the bottom corner of the silvery surface, spying the trapped tan and pink mammal.

Lithy hissed in pleasure, her breath seeming to creep up the back of Intri’s neck. Her sadistic urges supplanted the dragon’s fears and reservation, green eyes shifting to red for a moment. The herm shook her head, banishing the temptations from her mind. ‘No! I’m not touching her!’

Chastity lost her patience. “All right, look it’s cute you’re pretending to be the nice girl, but we both know that bitch shoved you in here to pop me in revenge, so let’s just get it over with.”

“What? I don’t want to do anything with you!” she exclaimed, tearing her gaze away from the reflection. Her anxious fingers wrapped around her other hand, tail tip whipping wildly.

“Am I not good enough for you?” the lemur growled.

“No! Yes! I don’t know,” the dragoness scratched at her hair, trying to keep both her and Lilith’s mind off the vulnerable, naked female behind them.

Chastity glared at the window, afraid her time might be running out. With a gulp, she committed herself to this stupid plan. “Look at me when you’re talking to me!”

“I-”

Craning her head over her shoulder, she saw the dragon’s back facing her. “What’d I say?”

Reluctantly Intrigue turned. The lemur suppressed a small smile, the little measure of control she held a small boost to her wounded pride.

She hiked her tail up and spread her legs, shaking her butt. The dragon’s gaze lowered to the puffy, pink lips visible through her forest of white fur. The spirit’s corruptive influence outlined her green irises in crimson as they stared at the lemur’s glistening slit.

“Now, care to explain what exactly is so unappealing about my body?” she asked.

A hand rose and scratched at the dragon’s large cone-shaped ear nervously. A spicy scent, stronger than the sweat, assailed her nose now, clouding her thoughts as Lithy urged her onwards. The lemur’s opening gaped at her, a clear, wet glob slipping out of her inviting passage. Intri’s sheath swelled, poking at the smooth, cool underwear formed from her spirit’s magic.

“Nothing, I just don’t want it,” she mumbled, heat flushing her face.

Chastity sighed, slamming her head against the hardwood. She cursed her luck under her breath. “You’ve got to be the worst succubus ever.”

“What do you care?” Lithy’s indignation forced an edge into her words.

“Are you really small? Is that it?” she asked. “It felt a little tiny when I was grinding against you.”

The collar of Intri’s sweater split open, folding away from her chest. The dragon grabbed the layers of sloughing darkness and pulled the infantile, angry serpent back over her breasts. Lilith added her own disparaging thoughts to Chastity’s shallow insults.

“Hardy har har,” the dragon mocked, while her pants started disappearing from the legs up and shiny wings sprouted from her back. Lithy’s lust grew unbearable, tentacles twisting out from her thrashing garments. “Will you quit that?”

The lemur grinned as the spirit responded to her teasing. Her musk permeated the air, her vagina warming up as the heat from that morning returned.

“Come and get it, Tiny,” she laughed, shaking her booty.

“Shut up!” Intri growled, nostrils flaring as the blood red glow claimed her pupils. “I won’t be responsible for what happens to you.”

“Like I’m scared of you- ow!”

Crack!

A jet black tendril lashed through the air and smacked against her ass. She yelped in surprise, her cheek stinging. Her tail lowered, but the shiny whip looped around the furry appendage and yanked it back up.

The dragoness groaned no clothing remained as it all writhed over her body forming into lustrous, wavering tentacles attached to her back. She moaned as her panties slid away, the sticky ebon goo tugging at her bulging hard-on. The lemur’s blue eyes widened as they beheld the large, pink knot swelling at the base of her long, curved member. A pair of shiny black balls hung beneath the reptile’s sheath. Chastity scooted her legs together until the ropes prevented her from moving, her pussy felt vulnerable and exposed.

Intrigue stalked towards the female. Lustful fire burned in her glowing eyes, all traces of the bashful, reluctant lizard replaced by a gasping, hungry predator. Her muzzle twisted into a vicious grimace, overcome by her spirit’s desire and fury.

Claws curled around Chastity’s shapely ass, squeezing her curved bottom, sharp tips digging at her skin. Her muscles strained, failing to break free of the ropes or the tentacle keeping her tail upright. Her body completely exposed to the dark dragoness’ whims.

The bindings pulled her tail aside as the dragon leaned against her back. Two heavy boobs rested atop Chastity’s spine as hot breath wafted over her neck. Numerous sharp points pushed through her fur and closed around her skin. She gasped, feeling that monstrous mouth squeeze tight. Her breath quickened, before the dragon’s teeth pulled away. A hard rod bounced against her rear, fangs returning and digging harder into the side of her neck. Despite the terror filling her, Chastity moaned. Her body shook as the sound left her chest.

“You seem afraid,” the dragon teased, voice deep, low, and rumbling. Her head rose as she wrapped her hands around the lemur’s shoulders, rubbing them. Hard black nails dug at Chastity’s skin, preventing the clumsy massage from feeling too safe.

“Afraid you’ll be a disappointment!” she snapped, pulling against the restraints to slide the thick shaft along her butt. The knot bounced between her cheeks. Claws slid off her shoulder and traced through the tan hair on her back, steadying her rump.

Wet limbs slipped over her body, thick goo dripping into her fur as the tentacles curled under her sides and into the small space between the table and her boobs. The cold limbs wriggled up past her heavy body, smearing demon cum over her furry bosom. Chastity lowered her head. Four small tendrils wiggled underneath her chin, their length lodged between her breasts. Her mouth clamped shut as a pair of larger tentacles curled over her shoulders.

Intrigue straightened up, separating her naked body from the warmth of Chastity’s soft fur. Kneeling down, her eyes focused on the eager, wet pussy before them.

Lilith egged the dragon on, her control limited to the tentacles, even if her unrelenting lust drove her host’s actions.

Idly, she wondered why the snake felt okay ravaging the lemur now, didn’t she recognize the paladin? Annoyance emanated from Lithy. She recognized the paladin and still disliked her, but appreciated Minerva’s gift anyway.

Shrugging, her host opened her mouth and dove between the lemur’s legs, tongue pushing into her hot sex. A pleasurable moan filled her large ears as her thick, pink tongue delved through the moist chasm. Her hands rubbed over the officer’s muscular legs, feeling them tremble as her muzzle ground against her soft vulva.

Chastity gasped, keeping her lips closed as the slimy tentacles rubbed over her muzzle. Slick flesh slid between her boobs, bursts of cool pleasure spreading out from her mounds while the succubus tasted her. A tendril tip caressed her mouth, the soft material splitting into a pair of moist lips. She groaned, the wet ring pushing against her maw. With each lap of the dragon’s tongue her fears faded until her lips parted and her tongue pushed carelessly into the tentacle’s mouth. More suckers sprouted kissing her chest, shoulders, and neck, spreading pleasant warmth through her body, while joy surged from her loins. Her body splayed atop the table, her shaking legs unable to support her weight, the tight ropes holding her in place. She moaned, the slimy tentacle thrusting inside her mouth. The flustered mammal filled from both ends.

The hot sex swelled around Intri’s tongue, the sour taste covering her taste buds. As Chastity’s muffled grunts grew louder, she pulled her slick muscle from the dripping hole. The lemur moaned in disapproval unable to vocalize around the tentacle filling her mouth. Gray-white gunk spilled out around her lips, she groaned suddenly choking on a load of the limb’s cum while Intrigue held her legs, soft tongue flicking leisurely over her mound. Intri kissed underneath her tail, pink tip darting powerfully between her gaping lips.

Warmth flowed through the paladin, her body shuddering in need. Her head spun, whether from the pleasure or the demon’s fluids enchanting her again she couldn’t tell. She considered resisting with her magic, but a tiny voice dismissed the idea as silly. Better if she relaxed her mouth and throat muscles for the tentacle and let the demon lick up her mess.

She gulped, swallowing the heavy fluid in her mouth. The spicy meal slid down her throat, filling her empty stomach. A large rubbery limb breached the back of her mouth, forcing her to breathe through her nose as it snuggled down her esophagus. Warm liquid dripped over her chin.

Intri stood up, snout slick with Chastity’s fluids. She stared at the lemur’s vagina, spread open by her powerful tongue. The lemur panted, her rear rising with every breath. A clear sheen covered her pink sex.

The tentacle reached halfway down her throat before it overwhelmed her gag reflex and the mammal began to cough. The slimy limb slipped out of her mouth, a strand of saliva and spunk connecting it to Chastity’s lips. She hacked and cleared her throat.

Red circles burned around her eyes, but the stupor felt lighter this time, her brain still able to form thoughts and realize what she was doing. The space between her ass cheeks felt desperately empty, cold pre dribbling over her nub.

“Is that it?” she growled, yanking at her restraints. Craning her head, she found the dragon’s waist at eye level, bulging flesh pointing towards the ceiling. Her stomach fluttered as the tentacles wriggled between her breasts.

“We’re just getting started,” Intri scoffed. Her tail swung forward, its thin tip swatting her butt. Her captive grimaced, the pain weak compared to the whip-like tendril from before.

“Well… get on with it,” Chastity ordered, leaning forward and stretching her legs apart. The rope around her tail unwrapped, giving her the ability to protect her vulnerable sex. She pointedly thrust her rear towards the dragon’s cock, hungry red eyes glaring over her shoulder. “It’s not like you’ll ever get another shot at this tail…”

“Maybe,” the dragoness stepped forwards. Her hands slid up the lemur’s ass, groping her soft flesh and spreading her cheeks. Her rigid flesh shifted, its fat length drawing down Chastity’s oval, until the broad tip rested against her entrance. “But long as you’re here I can take as many shots as I want.”

The mammal’s eyes widened, the demoness’ dick pushed into her, the stiff pinkness easily spread her saliva-coated passage. With a pleased murmur, Intri slid her knot against her vulva and paused. Chastity gasped, adjusting to the incredible-feeling length and girth. The hot bulb pressed against her and she feared the dragon meant to pop it in and tie them together. The long penis slid deep inside, her sex straining as the broad base rested against it. The lemur bit her lip, the pleasure grinding out from her pussy unbearable. Fear and excitement rushed through her as she pictured the knot breaking through her tight snatch and lodging within her narrow vagina. She found it hard to imagine her body remaining the same after the massive dragon cock finished wrecking her flower.

Just before the pressure became too much, Intri relaxed and pulled back, the faint ridges in her penis rubbing over smooth, slick insides. Her victim gasped in relief, tongue lolling out. The dragon rammed back in, the warm pressure pushing around her knot filled her with joy, Chastity’s squeals of impassioned discomfort added to the satisfaction. Their natural lubricant covered her eager rod as she pumped it into the lemur.

“Ah!” she gasped as the knot splayed her open again. She struggled to form words through the high. “Stop! I can’t take it!”

Strong hands grasped her waist. Intri’s claws curled against the cement floor as she braced her weight. Her member tugged halfway out of Chastity’s vagina. Lithy’s tentacles grabbed the table legs, bracing them. The lemur whimpered, feeling the bundle of muscles curling up behind her.

Intrigue fell against her body, her sex stretched in a vain attempt to engulf the dragon’s knot. Thick flesh ground against tight. Table legs scraped across the floor as the frantic motion jerked it forward. Chastity screamed, her body clenching around the length pounding through it. A deep growl rumbled above her head as the dragon leaned forward to put more weight behind her thrusts.

Tension stretched through the lemur’s vaginal lips, while Intrigue’s painfully rigid cock pressed against her resisting sex. Her balls buzzed, legs growing weak as Chastity’s tight hole refused her bulb. Thoughts of teasing each other left their heads as they humped against one another. The wash of sensation overwhelmed the lemur, her waist clenching tight in futile resistance.

A thin tentacle curled around and plunged into Chastity’s open, gasping mouth, sliding down her throat. She moaned and shuddered. All the tension suddenly popped away. Intrigue sighed, sinking into her warm tail. As the herm rested her chest against her back, hot pain and joy exploded from her aching sex. The dragoness felt hot flesh quiver around her and closed her eyes, eager balls unloading into the warm, welcoming depths. Chastity moaned, streams of molten seed splattering against her soft walls, flowing down to pool atop the rigid knot sealing their waists together. Intri roared bouncing against the female, breasts brushing furry shoulder blades as her shaft emptied.

As her womb filled with corrupt black seed, the tube inside her throat started pumping spurts of cum into her stomach. Chastity lapped at the feeder tentacle, feeling the pleasant warmth seep through her belly. Her irises turned completely red as they rolled upwards. Her tan fur darkened to a smoky gray, starting from her groin and traveling up her tail and down her legs, her new coat settling on jet black as the change traveled over her body. The same transformation bled through her muzzle and crept down her shoulders. The corruption left her pink and white markings unchanged. Two sharp points poked through her skull, the pain unnoticed as the tireless dragon resumed her humping, soft body resting atop her. Her new horns curled out from her head. The tide of dying shadow met at her midsection. Small leathery wings emerged from her back, slime dripping from them. Intri hooked her hands around the new appendages for leverage, continuing to buck against her.

The fire in Chastity’s loins died down to a comfortable sizzle, the rod slipping through her splattered depths working the tension from her body.

She relaxed for a moment and noticed the black fur covering her arms and shoulders. Her wings rustled as she took stock of the new limbs and she vaguely sensed the curved horns nestled in her hair.

Fear seized her for a moment, but then Intri licked the back of her ear, growling approval. She wrapped her tail around the dragon’s waist. She couldn’t remember her objections to this, everything felt so good and right. The tentacles looped around the table legs, slicing through her bonds, freeing the lemur. Her limbs slumped tired and seeking comfort.

She remained happily imprisoned underneath her powerful, dark dragon, her mistress. Her job no longer mattered, Cupid’s approval, the police force, her own needs, her only concern was serving Mistress Intrigue.

The weight lifted off her back and the lemur used the opportunity to place her forearms under her chest and raise her upper body. Her breasts dangled free. A pair of tentacles snaked up towards them, wrapping their small mouths around her tits and suckling. Chastity moaned, milk flowing from her breasts, helping feed her magic directly to the hungry spirit. Mistress’ hands rested on her waist, just above her ass as her cock sliced through her, tension gripping her vagina again.

The feeder tentacle popped away from her wet lips, retreating down her chest between her drooping bust. She moaned, feeling her mounds drain into the tentacles, their heads pinching her sensitive nipples.

Chastity rocked against her Mistress’ body, feeling the gentle push and pull of her thrusting penis. Her arms squeezed her white breasts, squirting fluid into the latex tubes. Intri’s knot pulled at her insides. She never wanted this to stop.

The steady rocking motion ended, the warm cock languishing within her. Clawed fingers traced her new white horns. Intrigue opened her eyes, the grip of Lilith’s passion faded enough for to finally realize what was happening.

“Are you okay?” the dragoness asked, her instincts and Lithy both insisted the transformed lemur felt fine, but she needed to double check.

“If Mistress is okay, I’m okay,” she replied in a quiet, dazed voice. Intri grimaced, disturbed by her sudden change of attitude. “Please do whatever you want with me.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea…” Intri replied. She attempted to pull out of the mammal, only for the tight vagina to hug her knot. The lemur moaned as pleasure grinded through her insides. The dragoness gasped, the same sensation arcing through her cock.

“Mmmm,” Chastity rested her head on her arms, shoving her rear against Intri’s waist. “Please don’t stop.”

“This is wrong!” the herm whimpered, gripping her waist and yanking hard. They gasped and moaned bodies locked together.

A whimper escaped Chastity’s throat, her tired legs squeezed around Intri’s thighs, red eyes turning to stare at her Mistress, half-lidded and full of desire. “Why don’t you want me? Have I upset you?”

Sighing, the dragoness glanced around, giving up on escaping the warm, wet vice trapping her. Lilith’s slimy tentacles brushed over her naked arms and legs; while Chastity’s furry thighs hugged her tight.

“I don’t want to take advantage of you,” the herm replied. “You aren’t thinking straight right now.”

“Things have never been so clear to me!” the female exclaimed. Bracing her arms on the table, she rocked back onto the hermaphrodite’s fat cock, making them both moan softly. “Being a cop is so stressful, but it’s all melted away right now. I bet Mistress feels better, too, after the week she had. Let me make up for my mistake, fuck me, use me however you want. I won’t stop you or complain.”

Intri started into her eyes. The crimson glow faded for a moment, the lemur’s clear, natural blue visible for a moment as her muzzle pouted for attention. The dragon hesitated, feeling the slight pressure squeeze her as mana seeped from the mammal’s body and disappeared into Lithy’s gullet. Her legs trembled, fatigue and nervousness filling her up.

“Please,” Chastity begged, her massive tail wrapping around Intri’s shoulders, her spicy scent overpowering everything else.

With a sigh, the demon relaxed and steadied her trembling, tired limbs. Hugging the fluffy tail against her chest, she jerked back, grinding her knot against Chastity’s sensitive inner lips. Grunting appreciatively, the lemur thrust back onto her slippery organ as it pushed forward. Intrigue hilted the corrupted police officer, triangular head curving through the soft flesh, reaching a wall of tender, sensitive nerves. Heavy balls slapped against the lemur’s groin.

As they hilted and separated, the lemur’s tail rubbed between her heavy breasts. Intri squeezed her mounds together, feeling the small, hard vertebrae glide against her skin. She pinched her nipples, feeling pleasure and warmth swell inside them. Spurts of syrupy black liquid squeezed from her tits, dripping down her perky orbs.

Chastity wrapped her legs around her lover’s waist, feet locked together over the dragon’s tail. Firm cheeks bounced against her ankles every time the herm pulled back for another penetrating thrust. She squeezed her breasts, pushing more liquid into the tentacles fixed to her teats. Drops of warm demon milk splattered down her tail.

Her thighs bounced against the table, her muscles growing numb from the abuse, but she ignored the tingling loss of sensation, savoring the steady thrusts that pressed her against the hardwood.

Face scrunched up in concentration, Intri grunted, her tired rod bursting with pleasure. Each time her balls slapped against Chastity, her resistance waned.

“I… can’t last much longer!” the herm grunted a warning.

Chastity’s vagina buzzed with pleasure, her ears twitched in response. Her mouth curled into a smile, the tension in her body too small for another orgasm, but her own satisfaction paled in comparison to Mistress’.

“Do it!” the lemur gasped, tail tightening around Intrigue’s neck as she braced herself to receive her Mistress’ seed.

The demoness’ fingers tightened around her breasts, toes curling, and tail lashing restlessly. Agitation squeezed her body as she delayed the inevitable a few seconds longer and then she roared, losing control. The lemur gasped, thick cock buried inside her its sharp tip unloading strings of white cum. Sighing, the dragon opened her mouth, tongue lolling out, a relieved expression on her muzzle.

Seed filled Chastity’s womb a second time. A wet pleasantness seeped through her vagina, warmth spreading outwards from her stuffed pussy. Knot deflated, Intri’s still spurting penis popped out of her. Fluid poured over the table edge as the warm rod rested between her ass cheeks, the last of its hot load showering over her lower back.

Intrigue gasped. Her legs wobbled, penis and balls sore and overstimulated. Stumbling back, the dragon looked for a chair. All three lay beyond reach, so she slumped back onto the hard floor. Her cock hung downwards, ribbons of white hanging off its pink hide. Her hands braced against the cement, her milk-slathered chest thrust outwards.

Her partner slid off the table edge, her legs sore and weak from the relentless pummeling. She rolled around to face the dragoness, a lewd smile on her face. Her elbows rested atop the surface, spreading her glistening breasts. Her eyes closed as cum drained out of her pussy forming a puddle underneath her.

“You’re making a mess,” Intri commented, staring at the sweaty, slimy lemur. Her hanging cock trembled at the sight, a small glob gushing from its tip.

Lilith’s tentacles curled, twisting Chastity’s nipples before popping free. Tainted black milk poured down her bust and over her stomach as the rubbery limbs retracted into the dragon’s back.

“Would Mistress like me to clean up?” she asked, red eyes shining with delight. Cum soaked her muzzle and her thighs, milk dripping from her bust.

The dragon’s head tilted in thought. Without waiting for a reply, Chastity dropped onto her hands and knees. She crawled towards her Mistress, breasts squished between her arms. Intri’s eyes locked onto the approaching female. Her legs spread in anticipation, though of what she couldn’t say.

Chastity stopped their faces inches apart, her paws resting at the dragon’s sides. With a grin, the corrupted mammal slowly lowered her head. Intri trembled as her nose neared her groin. A pink tongue extended and brushed along the top of her limp length. The dragoness jumped the burst of sensation in her spent sex too powerful. Grabbing her thighs, the lemur restrained her as a soft tongue curled around her throbbing flesh. Chastity drew the wet limpness into her mouth, sucking hard at the cool goo covering it. Intri whimpered and gasped, limbs shaking in uncontrollable ecstasy. Her mind screamed to escape the unbearable torment, but Chastity’s strong arms and insistent muzzle stopped her. Her mouth engulfed the shriveled length, her nose inhaling the sweaty musk of its sheathe. Some rigidness returned to the member as it sat in her salivating chasm. She drew back along the length, lips locked tight to suck up all the savory cum clinging to its flesh.

With a pop, she released the half-mast cock, her cheeks full of its seed. Intri sighed, relaxing as the assault on her body ended. With a loud gulp, Chastity swallowed the thick mouthful. She licked her lips. Beneath her, the exhausted dragon panted, eyes wide and staring.

Chastity giggled before lashing her tongue around the herm’s sheath and balls, cleaning off the spillage clinging to her smooth skin. Intri moaned stomach turning with pleasure, though the sensation paled in comparison to the intense surges from before.

Her tongue travelled over the dragoness’ abs, collecting milk and seamen, her altered mind awash with pleasure as the sweet and salty flavors clashed on her tongue. Hands resting on Mistress’s stomach, she scooted upwards, wrapping her lips around a warm, pink nipple. Intri gasped as the lemur suckled at her breast. The warm lips squeezed a stream of wetness out of her.

She rubbed the back of the eager female’s head, admiring the softness of her hair between her fingers. A palm bumped Intrigue’s balls, making her tremble and groan. Fuzzy fingers curled under her sack. They brushed softly along her vulva.

Lithy hissed at her host, snapping Intri out of her dazed moaning. Her eyes narrowed in annoyance, wondering why she interrupted. The spirit huffed, insisting she reward her partner’s performance. The herm’s ears flicked down, admonished.

As Intri wondered how she might do anything with her cock limp and spent, two thick tentacles emerged from her back. Finding herself in control of the limbs instead of Lithy, she curled and wriggled the flexible limbs experimentally.

Her other half hissed impatiently as she tickled the tips of her own ears with their circular ends. Resembling a pair of extra flexible tails, the dragon found the new limbs easy to move, yet clumsy at the same time. The paladin sucking her nipple and fingering her pussy made concentrating even harder.

The thick black rubber slipped past Chastity’s flank, rising into position behind her. Eyes closed, the lemur contently sucked milk, fingertips teasing Intri’s sex. Lethargy filled Intrigue as she shoved her new limbs forward failing to find any openings, floundering clumsily against the lemur’s ass.

With a gasp, hot lips snapped off her nipple, red eyes rising to stare at her as the cool latex wiggled against her butt. Focusing hard, Intri slipped the limbs between her cheeks, sliding around until she felt her stretched wet sex and her tight, puckered anus. Chastity screamed as the hard trunks shoved into her body.

“Sorry!” Intrigue halted, flinching in panic.

Grunting, Chastity squeezed one of the tentacles, eyes watery, yet determined. Her shoulders shook while her legs spread outwards. Two fingers slid into the dragon’s opening, thrusting gently.

Moaning, Intri focused her dark power, softening her tentacles letting them slip easily into Chastity's warm body. The tight walls squeezed her squishy limbs, the pleasure rushing down their length, tingling through the dragon’s spine. Black knots swelled outside Chastity’s rear, pushing the lemur forward to meet her Mistress’ soft lips. Their mouths locked together, Intrigue’s long tongue overpowering her smaller one. Her fingers groped the dragon’s pussy, imitating the passionate wriggling insertion filling her mouth.

Intrigue’s hand gripped the back of her head, tongue turning black and rubbery as it extended into Chastity’s mouth, spurts of viscous fluid pouring from its tip. Her cheeks puffed up while it worked down into her throat. The swelled knots under her deflated, their sudden disappearance causing her to fall downwards onto their length. She moaned in satisfaction. Her belly stretched out, two round tentacle heads visible at the bulge’s center.

Stuffed full of thick, smooth tentacles, Chastity’s body swelled with pleasure. Her passage trembled in orgasm, her cries of joy muffled by the thick tongue filling her throat. The unbearable shaking along her vagina wall halted, only to begin again seconds later. The bulging tentacles humped into her, not minding the wet spray and clenching her unceasing climax produced.

Her fingers clenched inside Intrigue’s vagina. The dragon bucked against her hand, cum leaking from her. Grunting, overwhelmed by bristling waves of ecstasy, Chastity lost control of her trembling body. The dragoness rocked her body against her paw, sliding her moist pussy over her furry skin. Feeling the powerful squeeze of her lover’s insides on her tentacles tightened her own sex, the digits inside grinding out a wave of pleasure.

Grunting into Chastity’s lips, Intri’s vagina spasmed and squirted cum around the mammal’s paw. Bursts of hot joy spread from her groin through her whole body, her grinding against the paladin doubling in ferocity. Her belly stretched out, the tentacles inside wriggling in tune with their owner’s climax.

With Mistress’ thick tongue slipping down her throat and her stomach and womb stuffed full of cool, slippery rubber, Chastity couldn’t concentrate on anything past the overpowering pleasure pouring from her climaxing pussy and her stretched ass. Intri’s orgasm shuddered through her morphed limbs, vibrating against throat, vagina, and ass, kicking her pleasure up to a new level. She shrieked and cried out around the long tentacle stuffing her mouth.

At last, the dragoness relaxed, her body slumping against the ground as she finished. Her tongue pulled out first, dragged down by her head slumping against the cement. The tentacles left their deep hiding places slowly, Chastity gasping as her belly shrank and her insides gapped, feeling empty as the bulging limbs retreated.

Free of the overwhelming pressure, the exhausted lemur slumped on top of her Mistress, cheek resting between the dragon’s soft pillows. Her legs shook, stimulated past the point of being usable, which was fine since she quite enjoyed her resting place. Her eyes closed, listening to Mistress’ heart thundering as she drifted off.

Intrigue shifted underneath her, sliding large, squishy tentacles under her body, forming a rubbery black mattress atop the cement. She hugged the lemur against her chest, full of conflicting feelings. Lithy hissed, full of mana and content.

“So… now what?” she glanced around, expecting Minerva to appear out of the dreary room’s shadows.

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“Ha! Twenty bucks!” Minerva exclaimed, pausing as she peered through the window.

Cupid growled down at the whale as she knelt in front of him, a thick hand wrapped around his knot, a strand of spit connected her lips to his erection. Frowning, he pressed a hand against the back of her head and pressed her lips back to his length. “I didn’t say you could stop!”