New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus

“Ahh, finally, a dick worth sucking!!” the cock-crazed brunette moaned as she licked and sucked Beatrice’s dicks and did a good job at reawakening them both. “Will you be my demon daddy?” the brunette asked with pleading eyes and took a mouthful of dick to make her plea even more submissive.

After a second of thought Beatrice nodded.

“Ghkheee!” the woman grinned and started throating.

Beatrice looked around. None of those still lucid seemed to even pay attention to her or her dick sucker. Beatrice decided to use this opportunity. Though she wasn’t particularly aroused, she decided not to cause a scene by denying an addict of her fix. Instead, Beatrice used this opportunity to finally take a closer look at some of her Skills. And there was one she had in mind in particular.

Figures. Beatrice told herself after reading through. At some point during her frenzy, Beatrice put not one but two Skill Points into her dick and got massive rewards. With the potential length of her dick increased exponentially with Skill Level, Beatrice didn’t even want to find out what the final levels would look like.

It would probably be closer to the mile-long demon tentacle cocks. Beatrice found the idea of increasing her resemblance to demons unnerving. Who knows how else it would affect me to decrease the gap between myself and demons?

At least it makes it increasingly convenient to hide my assets in this skimpy outfit, Beatrice thought as she looked at her Sexy Student Pleated Miniskirt from beneath which two massive schlongs were serviced by a dedicated servicewoman. Beatrice only now realized that her outfit was somehow completely clean, despite going through hours of nasty filthy sex.

What else did I think it wise to put Skill Points in during my “fun time”? Beatrice brought up her total Skill List.

Oh, boy. Beatrice’s eyes went out of focus for a moment as she scrolled through the ever-growing Skill List in her mind’s eye. Or was it because the horny brunette knew what she was doing?

Beatrice had a vague recollection of using this Skill during her frenzy… More than once. But while the brunette worked harder and gagged louder, struggling to take more of Beatrice down her throat, the succubus’s eye was caught by another Skill.

Why not reward her a little for all her hard work? Beatrice thought as she gave up on the thought of resisting the pleasure of a gurgling throatjob.