New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus

“The one place where your darkest desires can come true.” Beatrice red another sign as she moved through the S.E.C.R.E.T. District. Not that there seemed to be that much difference from the rest of the city thanks to Beatrice’s dick-growing cum spores.

Oh, just in case, Beatrice quickly brought up the cum spore skill in her mind’s eye to make sure it was toggled off.

It was. Beatrice breathed a sigh of relief. She must have toggled the skill off just as she climaxed to stop the endless cycle. This should keep my sanity safe for a little while longer. Beatrice checked her current arousal points to confirm she was safe from herself

I probably went completely all out to finally drain the constant flow of Arousal Points. Even though this will mean the spread of cocks will cease and all the excess cocks disappear. Still, this should give me enough time to deal with the Guild here. Beatrice almost thought to say, “the city will return to normal”, but she doubted that it was possible to return to normal after an event such as this.

Not that this city has been normal for years before I even got here, Beatrice reminded herself to alleviate her momentary pinch of guilt about what she unleashed as she looked at the guilty skill.

Rank A? Beatrice didn’t remember this skill being rank A. Some of the skill’s description also didn’t match with what she remembered. She was certain that this skill used to pump her body with one whole Arousal Point per second. And small things like four-hour cock, the monstrous size... It has to be different than before, Beatrice thought, though it had been some time since she paid attention to her skills…

A momentary vision flashed in Beatrice’s mind. Crazed and hot, Beatrice barely recognized herself as she watched her mind go through her skill system before returning to the sweaty orgy of tits and dicks in front of her.

Wait a second… Beatrice had a foreboding feeling. She brought up the information her magical system provided her.

Sixty-nine!? Beatrice stood with her mouth open like one of the futa girls mere two feet from her who waited for her favorite snack.

I was Fifty-nine just a couple of hours ago… How much cocks did I spread? What else did I do to gain so much experience?

Beatrice knew the stat she had to check, though she was afraid to look the truth in the eye. After several deep breaths Beatrice forced herself to look at the truthful record of her activities. ᚱáꞐỒʙËs

“… Holy Jesus!!” Beatrice recoiled from the truth before her eyes, though there was no escaping it as the System’s information was in her mind. “Seventy-two!? O-one-hundred-and-t-twenty-nine… Twenty-one liter… N-nineteen pregnancies!?”

Beatrice wasn’t sure which number was worse. Going through more partners without even remembering them in a day than most people go in their lifetimes? No, the pregnancy count was without a doubt the winner. Beatrice already had trouble figuring out who she got pregnant before she went on a sexual rampage. But now.

The toggle!! Beatrice suddenly realized and jumped to her [Futanari Succubus's Semen] Skill and toggled off the ability for her semen to impregnate, but it was far too late.

I must have somehow turned it on by accident, Beatrice told herself, preferring not to deal with the possibility that in her hot frenzy she did it on purpose.