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Bigdad's Paz

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Prelude:Demon Queen's Amusement!!

Damn you Masami Obari!!!

The Omniversal minx known as Demon Queen Chloe wasn't what you'd call pure evil by any means, chaotic at least to chaotic neutral at the most for sure but she damn well didn't deny she was a deviant who had her ways of wanting to get her jollies. Especially in regards to the potential to be had with her designated future boytoys, so of course she didn't waste time in using omnipotence for a little fun as we are about to see one play out in one universe. In this particular world's distant future, young women are subject to lewd intentions of beasts known as Geo-Bloods, created and sent by a woman known only to some as the Phantom Lady. An enigma of a woman to say the very least, given she was built like a porn star and had the twisted drive of a megalomaniac with an unknown agenda.....and quite the capital knockers on her....

And as always she was being the devious mad woman working away in her lab, doing God only knows what, in this case making a new batch of Geo-Bloods and this particular batch she was intrigued to see how they'd turn out, to say the very least. For you they'd been infused with some genetic material she'd been provided by an anonymous source (3 guesses who) with a latter providing details on the specimens and what they could be capable of in her twisted hands. This before her stood a trio of vat tanks filled with chemical fluids within which floated 3 very well endowed clones of, while strangers to Phantom Lady, who we could only recognize as Krillin, Kirishima and Moxxie, with a baker's dozen worth of copies floating behind them in neighbouring tubes. Familiar enough but clearly sporting results on par with a certain quack back in Kirishima's native dimension, at least they weren't heinous Nomu with their brains exposed. If anything other than some physical additions and a few adjustments to their libidos and mindets, the walking milktank hardly needed to change a thing especially when it came to their cock sizes but she was more than looking forward to the results these new mutants of hers would reap.....after a few more days of gestation of course.....

Within those days, the elusive, perverse woman awaited her specimens to awaken, their tubes emptying of the chemicals which nurtured and kept the specimens in hibernation while they matured. Their glistening physical forms stirring as they emerged, sporting raging hard-ons, which did remind PL that she should look into maybe unleashing her new brutes on the city to have their way with some of the local skanks. Only to blink when it seemed the hundred plus hoard had locked and set their signs upon her, particularly her exquisite, voluptuous tits.....okay some red flags for sure that she maybe might've made these fellows too horny for her own good. But certainly nothing she couldn't be capable of handling being their maker and all......

That'd been the theory of course but the reality of the situation was all too clear when she soon found herself naked save for her thigh high boots and assaulted from all over with such pleasure only such genetic freaks like she made would be capable of. Not often she found herself as the victim on the receiving end of her own lewd machinations, save for so long ago in her past as the fallen Angel Warrior was feeling the full sexual force of her erotic abominations first hand. Admittedly, she couldn't hardly complain, not when she found her every nerve from head to toe rocked with mind numbing bliss, the purest ecstasy flooding her brain, to be expected when you had 3 thick, meaty cocks plowing and fucking you in your 3 central erotic holes. Inches of mindbreaking, bitch pleasing, arousal enticing fuckmeat sinking balls deep as they fucked her deep and hard, orgasm after orgasm like the crash of waves on the shore....

All the while some unseen hand of fate caused vials from the rack of dna samples to fall into the processing device, assimilating the data within as it seemed whoever had sent her these anonymously had included a few more specimens. The new additions taking shape and form, emerging upon gestation and following their inputted programming, along with new clones of Krillin, Kirishima and Moxxie, all of them slowly multiplying and soon swarming and surrounding the infamous leader of Dark Mother. Never let it be said that the busty erotic megalomaniac didn't enjoy a gangbang, it's just that she was usually watching them happen before her.....not being the centre of it all!! Yet small wonder with the raw, overwhelming pleasure surging through her, which made her pussy gush and quiver and her bodacious tits erupt with milk........

Milk which the hoard drank up and devoured, serving to act like gasoline being poured onto the fire of raw of their libidos, making them fuck her deeper and harder. Every orgasm rocking her, every load they blew, making her feel something she'd not felt for so long, the sensation of being broken by lust and desire. And to her frustration, she found herself welcoming, perhaps having missed what it was like, wondering if Karin or any or other pretty things among her denizens of hedonism would embrace and surrended to this hoard. All while wondering who in all creation sprung this trap upon her.......

As it just so happened, the one responsible wasn't even in this plane of dimensional existence but hidden within the vast fabric of reality which made up time and space. None other than Demon Queen Chloe, who sat bathing in a hot tub that had to be akin to lava as she viewed through a scrying orb like she was watching a porno, relishing the deviant mutant maker's erotic violation. Truly, leave it to her potential boytoys to make it both Heaven and Hell...though could it be there was indeed a way to improve on perfection? That was certainly one to chew and grow on, that was for sure.....

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Howl at the Moon

As Demon Queen Chloe was want to do of course, her next little kinky game takes us to a little pocket dimension she made, think of it akin to the construct program in the Matrix mixed with the room of spirit and time (aka the Hyperbolic Time Chamber). A place she could shape and change to her ever devious will, where the flow of time passed differently within it compared to outside of it so of course she loved it use from time to time. Like taking a person of interest from another universe and dropping them in to do who knows what to them and yes, you can bet it'd be of a very sexually explicit nature. And given her recent focus, she had something in mind and just the fine pretty sexy thing to subject it to.....

Into this little playground of hers fell a kunoichi by the name of Yaku, whose amber red eyes and jade green hair were matched only in their eyecatching nature by her bodacious rack!! Now of course she had no clue where exactly she was, naturally and the how or why she was here but in her....distinct field of experience, she could only imagine whom ever was responsible had lewd intentions in mind. And just her luck, the terrain she was on was small suburban town of sorts in the middle of nowhere...and it was nighttime with a full moon visible in the sky obscured by a collection of clouds. She knew she had to think and act fast, otherwise the moment that celestial body was exposed, her own was going to be in for a bad time.......

It seemed like mission impossible of course as this terrain seemed to go on forever, a labryithn of twists, turns and loops among dead ends here and there and the constant tension that she wasn't alone. If anything she had a feeling she was going to be corner and surrounded, only for her train of thought to be derailed at the moon unveiling itself. Her breath catching in her throat as she felt her pulse begin to quicken, deep moans escaping her lips as she felt her body burn up with a sudden fire of lust within her, unable to help herself as began to touch herself all over. Ripping apart her outfit as she felt confined and constricted by it, shamelessly playing with herself as DQC's surprise made itself known in an emerging army of mysically formed clones of her 3 designated future boytoys, all surrounding and set to swarm the horny kunoichi....

Now Yaku was no stranger to getting overwhelmed and felt up by busy hands and yet, the momentum she found herself caught up in was nothing short of a thrilling sensation. Her now naked form sandwiched by the misfit trio as they felt her up, her tits being firmly squeezed while her snatch was prodded and licked away, all the while the fire of her libido burnt and grew brighter and higher like fuel was being poured on it. Her amber eyes glowing as the moon rained its light down upon them, her nerves ablaze with a rising ecstasy as the change began to take a hold over her. Even as she found herself getting facefucked and sandwich pressed, deep and hard by the biggest, hardest cocks she'd ever encountered, pleasure of a whole other level surging within her from head to toe.....

Any and all concerns or worries about her pending full moon habit were all too easily cast aside, only to be reminded amidst her gangfucking as the celestial lunar body soon revealed itself and upon setting her amber eyes upon it? The chanage began to take hold as her body shifted in shape and size, growing in height and muscle mass, skin darkening, features becoming more feral, bestial and primal and yet goging further than it usually would as fur began to spread and grow over her. Becoming a full on statuesque amazon she-wolf and yet she didn't resist the gangfuck nor did her sudden transformation throw off these clones, if anything it made them fuck her all the more deeper and harder. Which in trun made her welcome the tidal wave onslaught of of orgasms which rocked her being and became enhanced with every load she received......

As Demon Queen Chloe observed as she was want to, like the omniscient voyeur that she was, she couldn't help but admire her handiwork in the enhancements and modifications made on Yaku's beast form. Truly an improvement as she thought of where best to put her when she was done with this little experiment of hers, getting an idea as she found a particular dimension that could use some spice in its mundane routine. Settling on dropping the hybrid Miroku kunoichi into the weave and fabric of the Furinkan district in Tokyo, Japan, home to a unique young martial artist who could change gender at a literal drop of cold water and could certainly use such a unique, exotic lady in his life. It would be fun to see how this one would play out, who knew her little ongoing passion project would lead to even more fun.....it was just so delightful being herself.....

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Over-wha now?!!

Now of course the busty lycantropic ninja girl was but one of many sexy and fine bitches the infamous Demon Queen had on her to do list for her interdimensional erotic shenanigans. This next little babe she was sure would thank her for this anyways given how well....absolutely fucked her native universe had been. Seriously, that place was such a turn off for DQ Chloe, such a miserable, gorey little shit show of a dimension with some very dreary, unhappy ends and no mutual gratification at all!! Hell, wouldn't surprise her if this little minx would declare her her very own personal mistress and goddess in gratitude.....in the most fun kind of way naturally.....

Into her personal dimension construct manifested one Megumi Amano, of the realm of the beast folk (the Jyujin), and in case her style and sense of fashion didn't make it clear what sort of woman she was? Her personality most certainly would especially for those familiar with where she came from...which was mostly why DQC brought her, seriously such a waste of a pretty thing in such a pointless and bleak dimension. But of course good thing she'd make sure this nympho's playmates would more than capable of handling her as they gave her a good, sexy time, wouldn't want them blown away by those wmd class orgasms of hers after all. Now time for her pretty mouse to run the maze like a good little test runner and put on a show.....

Megumi wasn't sure what was going on or where she was for that matter, hell she couldn't recall anything from before save for flashes of bits and peices that all seemed like some hazy, distant and forgotten dream. And now here she was in some sort of maze that resembled the interior of a luxury hotel, no exists visible and the creeping feeling she wasn't alone. Yet somehow, she had the strange feeling of lusty anticipation awaiting deep within her for the moment these unseen parties revealed themselves as she explored the place and soon found a shower, figuring no harm in dropping her guard and indulging herself with a wash and a soak. Her worries cast aside with the rush of hot, steamy water working its sensual magic upon her, getting her so tingly that it was no small wonder she began to touch and play with herself.......becoming so lost in her sexy haze that she failed to notice someone inviting themselves in to keep her company......

Chloe, as ever looked on like the omniscient voyeur that she was, admiring her handiwork as one would a masterpiece at an art gallery at the primal show before her. Watching as Megumi was groped soon as the clones she'd conjured up of her 3 soon to be boy toys had set themselves on her like carnivores pouncing on unsuspecting prey. The Jyujin girl finding herself getting facefucked while a pair of tongues and mouths worked their lewd way on her snatch and her donut hole pucker. Making her sweat and moan as they worked her up into such a state of horniness that she was pretty much a bitch in heat.....

The way she figured, it seemed a good place to leave her in, compared to the girl's old native dimension, that place had been such a dire, gory drag, honestly. Dreary, nihilistic, all that sort of unfun shit that could really make you feel clamblocked, cockblocked and then some so this was a well deserved mercy for her. Though she should remember to try dropping in some clones of any potential new guys she found that caught her fancy. Next to Herzha, her libido and experience would be a very effective and reliable means of determining the virility and prowesss of possible boytoys...truly a Demon Queen's work was never done.....

For now it was best to leave her pretty little plaything be to enjoy an endless dream she would never want or need to wake up from. While she in the meantime had more of her "research" to conduct and trains of thought to run and ride along with, having much to think about. Indeed the Multiverse, like a world, was a stage and all in and on that stage were players, who had their entrances and their exits with all their parts to play. And the stage was a world of entertainment and if it's one thing she enjoyed besides pleasure, it was entertainment. It was all just a matter of how to find just the right one.......

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Wish Fulfillment

Somedays Desiree wasn't sure if her afterlife was on par with how utterly loathsome and miserable her life before death had been which was saying something. A dancer in a sultan's harem who'd been considered so beautiful and sexy, that the man was willing to fulfill her every wish and desire to make her happy. It would've been perfect life but of course, his jealous bitch of a wife put an end to all that and had her banished thus leaving her to die alone and with much regret...only to have lucked out and become a borderline, phenomenal cosmic genie!! Talk about a sick joke from the universe, to be given such power only to grant the wishes of others when she never got to have her own, in life and death!!

Yet she had to wonder if this was more or less an improvement, finding herself now among the personal servants and slaves of this damned woman before her. Demon Queen Chloe they called her and oh how Desiree loathed and envied her all at once, a veritable goddess incarnate so freely able to use and wield such status and the power with it as she saw fit....and waste it on her own personal hedonistic indulgences!! And ooh she knew how much fun she had rubbing it in, often wishing Desiree for little things here and there...a sexy outfit for her servant girls, a new garden here, a new dimension there, to name a few. Oooh and don't even get her started on he cosmic horror skunk's latest current fixation on those 3 nobodies from different dimensions and what she called her boytoy project!!

Speaking of which, it just so happens when her demonic bitch queen of a boss had in store for her was shake what her mama gave her by doing a little striptease for her crowd of Kirishima, Moxxie and Krillin clones. Which of course Desiree knew for sure meant that she'd have to get a collective of meatheads, shorties and possums that this stupid sexy skunk was so gung ho on, all to get them worked up so much that they'd want to fuck her. Seriously she sometimes wondered if she was some heinous sinner in previous lives to have amounted this much bad karma her way but it was either that or whatever alternative DQC had in mind. So if she must then she must and so there she now stood in this stage of an unknown location within the Demon Queen's doomain, set to dance before perverse eyes........huh, funny how things came full circle.....

Admittedly, as she began her movements, she couldn't deny it felt a bit like old times, those halcyon days entertaining her former master with her sensual body language, which had earned his attention and his love. Only for that bitch to come along and ruin it but that was then and this was now and right now, she could feel the demon queen's little mystical puppets' eyes on her, basking in the sexual glory that was herself. It was rather arousing, she couldn't deny, which might be why she found her hands moving of her own volition, slowly and carefully discarding herself of her clothing, piece by piece to expose more the ectoplasmic flesh beneath. Anticipation building up within her, knowing at any moment, perhaps when she stood fully naked, they'd pounce and that was when her demon queen would get her real show then and there......

Much as she was loathed to admit, Desiree couldn't deny that she was feeling so damn good right now, raw sexual bliss coursing through her on par with the power she usually would feel when surging from a power high on granting wishes. Her naked ethereal ectoplasmic form glistening with sweat as her 3 erotic holes were stuffed and pounded with inches of bitch pleasing fuckmeat. Say what one will of the Demon Queen who had her on a leash but she sure knew to make sure you had a good time!! If this was slavery, by all means just slap a collar on her and call her Lassie!!!

Yet as Demon Queen Chloe observed and was content that Desiree was finally enjoying herself, she couldn't help but let her mind wander. Surely this could be...perhaps a little bit spicier, oh certainly her clones were doing as well as the originals, as to be expected of her future boytoys. Yet perhaps there could stand to be...just a few more extra bodies in the mix and not just any mind you but men on par with those 3. Yes, indeed, true diamonds in the rough like them, that was what she needed.....now she just had to find them and then she could really be having some fun!!!

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Ember's Inferno

Demone Queen Chloe was a sexual cosmic horror of a woman but for her love and lust both went hand in hand so of course when it came to her array of servant girls? She loved and adored each and every single one of them and among her personal favorites was a lovely succubus known as Ember. So named because where she went, fires of passion would ignite and follow in her wake and naturally DQC had felt it was due time this hottie get a treat for being so sexy and fine....well not that she ever really needed or wanted a reason but it's the principle of the matter you see. Naturally she had just the idea in mind for a reward for this walking pheromone bomb soon as she brought her sultry self before her presence....

The next thing the alluring succubus knew, she found herself within the domain of her queen's construct dimension, curious to what was in store for her exactly before the vast limbo void soon take shape and form. Now resembling the deluxe penthouse suite of a luxury love hotel and waiting on the heart shaped king sized bed, clad in just boxers, were manifested copies of Kirishima, Krillin and Moxxie much to her delight. Pink glowing hearts in her eyes and coming off of her in a flaring up aura signifying her skyrocket high levels of arousal as she now understood just what her queen intended for her. So of course she wasted no time in shedding what passed for an outfit on her oh so fine, sexy self, leaving on the gloves and boots but ditching the torso wraps and the pasties and diving right into her buffet, a 3 course meal of sweet, hung studs!!

Now the cosmic demonic goddess knew Ember would get into enjoying her sexy present but this was even hotter and arousing than she'd anticipated!! Watching as the walking pheromone factory worked her silky hands and oh so tempting, pouty lips on the mystic clones of Kirishima, Krillin and Moxxie's shafts with the lengths and girths getting a nice heavy spitshine from her. And to think this was the foreplay appetizer for her, getting these fine gentlmen of interest to the DQC worked up into the mood. And from how tense their muscles were flexing, it was definitely working, meaning Chloe was about to be in for quite the sexy show.....

Oh what a show it was as Ember relished such a fine variety of studs though one thing her and her demon queen voyeur couldn't help but wonder, even as she currently conducted revolving sloppy blowbang on the himbo, short king and sweet boi imp was how much more fun and wilder it could get? Like with more guys especially which got Chloe wondering what sort of studs she should opt for, after all with her tastes and standards, not just any big ol' cock would do, no no not at all. Good thing she knew how to multi-task as she scried through her viewing portals, looking for men of such similar quality as her 3 pending boytoys all the while she watched Ember enjoy her more than well earned reward and ooh delightful, it was just picking up steam in getting to the good part.....

It was such a spicy portion to the show, truly, seeing Ember enjoy the filling, thrilling sensation of 3 different but euqally thick hot slabs of fuckmeat filling her 3 sexual voids. The succubus' sultry eyes burning with the raw, vibrant energy of lust which fed and fuelled her in equal measuure and thanks to the telepathic tether link between them, Chlpe was experiencing it all. Each and every single moment of back blowing, toe curling, spine tingling surge of absolute pornographic bliss and mind numbing ecstasy and yet....call her picky but the demon queen felt it could be more...fun, spicier, juicier. Her Ember deserved the best and finest, just as she herself felt so, the cutest bois, the burliest himbos the.......and it was then the gears began to turn in her wicked head....

Yes that was exaclty it, just what she felt she found missing in this puzzle, more guys but not just any mind you, oooh no, she needed those that met and matched the standard set by these 3 fine gentlemen. That was when her personal vision, her pet project felt itself expand and broaden within her mind, yes she was feeling inspired, so much so that she could cum just as much as Ember was right now. Her sexy little courtesan moaning as she was showered and sprayed inside and out by her mistress' 3 mystical clones, basking in the pure bliss as her body awaited the next round and everyone to follow. Her demon queen taking her leave and going out, where to and who exactly, well hers was not to reason why.......

At that moment in some more mundane seeming but no less fantasic dimension, a world not unlike own but wherein furry/anthro folk walked, worked and lived alongside us human folk, we come to local perky goth poet Vanity Thorn. In the midst of reading through a wealth of tomes to inspire some new work or provide some muse, the black furred feline couldn't help but blink and wonder if she came upon a book she shouldn't have been browsing when some spooky supernatural energies began to form and appear before her eyes. Taking at first, the sinister distinct ectoplasmic neon green before shifting into what we know of as a more familiar infernal mauve, now before her loomed the figure of the Demon Queen herself. Leaving Vanity conflicted as to whether she should be concerned.....or maybe more aroused....?

Demon Queen Chloe simply grinned that sinister, alluring smile of hers as she felt she'd found just the girl to oblige her in a little intel gathering and info breaking for her. Someone in touch with the forces of the supernatural and paranormal to look and gleam throughout the vast multiverse and scout for some further potential boy toys for her. The sort of bois, studs and himbos to send the likes of her lovely Herzha their way to test and determine if they'd be worthy of sharing a little rock in the cazbah with her. Oh sure she could do it herself but where was the fun in that?!

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Chestnut Stud across the Multiverse Party: Halloween Hijinks

Mabel’s Sour to Sweet Halloween

Mabel Pines was not having a good night to say the very least and to think it had started off so well even. She had been invited to a halloween party and she decided to dress up for the occasion in a Playboy bunny outfit which did wonders showing off her stunning form. Her date loved her costume, especially considering how he he eyed her chest which was something she was plenty used to as she loved turning heads and making jaws drop, man and woman alike after puberty had really been a jackpot for her. Unfortunately, her mood soured quickly as it became obvious her boy of the week, not at a stage where his face and name were worth remembering,had only one thing on his mind because of course it was this sort of bullshit she was used to.

Now Mabel may act like she was ditzy, if not a total airheaded bimbo but past failed romances had made her more observant especially since that fateful summer when she was 12 going on 13. So when she noticed the guy slip something into her drink, she immediately asks the bartender for an angel shot while motioning to her soon to be expecting a night of misery pending being dumped date. the bartender nodded in understanding of course and even swapped the drinks for good measure, before motioning to the back office where Mabel went, sat there and waited. While the bartender made a call to the local department, She was annoyed and frustrated that another date went downhill.

Honestly, she blamed the reputation she had and it was easy to see what she meant. Ever since puberty hit and her breasts grew into blimps, she had had a reputation spread by bitter, jealous girls who were clearly just upset that their boys couldn't keep their eyes on them and of of her. Her first plan was to go home, pop open a beer, and finger one out to her favorite Zigzag short vid or film for the night. Unfortunately, that went downhill as she found a text telling her that her brother/roomate, who was the only ride she had as he had a licence, was going back to their pace with a baddie on his arm.

While a part of her was upset, another was glad her brother was finding someone to have fun with, when it was at this point, the officer who was sent to handle her situation, none other than Krillin, finally arrived and loaded the guy into the back seat of his cruiser, while Mabel rode in front figuring the compact cop wouldn’t mind helping her out. As the raiser drove on down along the nighttime streets, She couldn’t be help but eye Krillin and recognized his face, having thought he seemed kind of familiar. Though she highly doubted this is the same guy who was none other Don Juan Sanchez, the famous a human porn star of many of Double Z’s growing library of human dude on furry female works, but she could see too many similarities. And given her current level of pent up frustration, it was giving her some naughty ideas….

Deciding to play it cool and steady, She asked if he was upset, having noticed the slight deadpan look on the cop’a face with Krillin answering that he originally had plans to go trick or treating with his wife and daughter. But of course because apparently a co worker decided to be a total jackass and get drunk instead of showing up for work, he was now stuck covering the moron’s shift. Feeling sympathetic and rather bold in wanting to play out one of her Juan Sanchez fantasies, Mabel offered up a consolation prize, cupping and bouncing her large leotard clad melons in his face. Krillin looked at her with concern and said given what she nearly went through, he would be taking advantage, which only flattered the Pines girl.

Mabel assured him that she was plenty fine more, just disappointed at her bad luck with love. According to her as she shared her track record, She had only ever gotten this far 3 other times so yes she was fsr from any sort of slutwhore in spite of the body she was packing. The first guy jizzed his pants when he got her top off and ran out crying, like a little bitch while the second couldn't get it up, even with a shot from a defibrillator (family guy joke there, one of their good ones), and the third...well let's just say he was a freak and not in the real fun way, don’t ask. Seriously just don’t…..

Long story short, She just wanted to have some fun and it was Halloween for Pete’s sake. Krillin is quiet a moment before he picked up speaks some lingo into the radio before turning into a quiet, isolate dead end alley. In but a mere few minutes, her anticipation growing along with her arousal, Mabel wasted no time in seizing the opportunity presented before her as she pulls her costume open and got right down to business. Soon she was bouncing on Krillin's lap riding him hard and fast and loving every second of it, hearts glowing in her eyes as inches of glorious pussy pleasing womb hammering meat sank into her snatch.

In the midst of this rutting, she looksee at still drugged up dirtbag, still in the confines of the backseat, who may have been forgotten about, by Krillin at least but not by her, and the playboy bunny pines girl smiled lewdly and spitefully as flips him off. Making it clear to him that whether or not this is a dream, sh had found a better man who was doing it for her in ways he could never even imagine ad ooh did he blow his chance. The inside of the car was cramped but Krillin's small size proved a boon as they got ready to keep at it, much to Mabel’s sexy delight. She wasn’t sure if Krillin was in fact Don Juan Sanchez just yet but she felt he was passing off well enough t make it feel like she was living out a wet dream come to life.

Especially when Krillin would feast on Mabel's massive melons as she rode herself to completion, taking her in any and every which way possible in the confines of the cruiser’s front seat. Feeling every bit the horny, slutty bunny she was dressed like as she could see the bumping bulge in her stomach from how deep Krillin’s cock was reacting her womb, unable to help herself from sensually praising him and calling him Juan or Daddy. Orgasm rocking her, one after the other as she got herself quite a treat for putting out a trick for the compact stud cop. The police cruiser rocking and shaking, back and forth as the windows steamed up, her palms occasionally pressing and smearing the glass (eat your heart out Titanic).

After several rounds of passionate, orgasmic sexual ectasy, they finally stopped, fixing up their uniform or costume to seem presentable, and resumed the drive, heading back to Mabel’s place. Dropping her off and kissing her goodbye, much to her delight as she added a little tongue for good measure before waving him off and away. She entered her apartment and dropped to the bed, her body finally limp as the energy drain from her erotic quickie caught up to her, vaguely hearing the sound of her brother finishing up for the night. A big goofy smile on her face at the swel of victory thst bith Pines twins had gotten themselves some action his Halloween night, a classic tradition for them.

Meanwhile back at SCPD headquarters, his commanding officer and the ladies of his team were all watching in awe as they saw Krillin in action with Mabel. Never had they been more thankful for that secret set of mics and cameras they had installed in his cruiser, they’d been expecting a show when he made that dispatch call but goddamn!! They only wish he could’ve taken the Pines girl up in the alley but still he really made the most of the minutes he had. It definitely helped make up for having him work another shift on Halloween and reminded him why he was their favourite guy…..

18 meanwhile was watching via a secret feed of her own into the patrol car and looking over Mabel, wonders if she would be interested in working for Zigzag. She’d see about looking her up and getting into contact so they could disguise and make some arrangements, that is after she finished a little bean flicking. Ooh she was going to show Krillin a lot of love for this treat soon as he finished that beat but just seeing him in action like that? Really got her in the mood and made her fall in love with him all over again.

For those wondering, yes Krillin got real wild with his voyeuristic wife soon as he got home and the blonde had made her appointment with Mabel once she got in touch with her on social media. And made the busty Pines babe feel like she hit the jackpot when she confirmed for her that yes indeed, Krillin was in fact Don Juan Sanchez and she’d just done it with her favourite porn star. And should she be willing, she could see to it that she could get the chance again and again, as it just so happened Zigzag was looking to slight expand he human star roster. Mabel could only ask how soon could she start, much ti the kinky cyborg’s amusement as she made a new friend once more in the Krillin Lovers’ club…that Halloween night had been a real treat.

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A Howling Good Time

Loona just glowered as she was want to do like the moody, broody Hellhound she as she hung around at a local watering hole in Satan City, having come on over up the living world with the rest of IMP for Halloween, one of the very few times of the year Demons like them could walk about in the open without disguises. So being the pissed, surly possible teenager she was, she opted to spend time by herself just walking around in her au naturale hellhound form going from bar to bar, taking a few drinks to stave off her boredom. Honestly, she would rather be partying in Hell than up here with these boring knuckle heads, christ how she hated Earth, everyone around here was so fucking stupid. And she couldn’t get drunk fast and hard enough, they had some weak shit around here which of course made her plenty moody and surly

Her drinking in public eventually lead some trouble her way, her attention turning to find herself getting grabbed by nine other than Satan City’s own Samaritan cop, Krillin, who was in a foul enough mood himself at being stuck on duty on another Halloween night, just his damn luck. Thinking of him as a bald version of Moxxie, she paid him no mind and even attempted to swing her currently empty bottle at him in anger, only to freeze when he catches her hand like it was nothing. Realizing she's in genuine trouble, the lush Hellhound tried to run only to be tackled down and subdued, much to her growing frustration. Blitz was never going to let her head the end of this if he ever heard about it and she wasn’t too fucking drunk to know she had to think fast or she was screwed.

Loona, desperate enough snd maybe just a teeny bit fuelled by booze, started to put the moves on Krillin, attempting to get him to back off, after all there was no way a runt like him would be so bold right? However, to her surprise yet again, he returns the flirting attempts in kind and even spanks her. She actually enjoys it a bit being dominated and even asks, "Can I have another?" as she shuddered at the delicious sting of pain in her furry booty. Something about such assertive dominance combined with the taint of booze was stirring something within her…..and she liked it, a lot.

Krillin, having gotten the all clear from 18 to have fun tonight, started to pull her into an empty alley, a nice little isolate spot for some cosy privacy from prying eyes and ears which only mad her arousal increase in anticipation. Once they were in deep enough, he handcuffs her to a pipe for extra affect which the hellhound girl found to be really making her wet. Sensually panting as he lifted up her shirt to expose her furry titties and pried her shirt shirts off of her toned, luscious legs. Finding a sticky web like trail of nectar clinging between them and her slit which radiated with sexual heat, the compact cop threw them aside he then proceeded to kiss her, locking lips with her muzzle.

It was ths kiss alone that truly put her into Bitch in heat mode as she pushed her tongue back against his, feeling orgasmic and thenguy hadn’t even taken his dick out yet. But once he had, the sight of that length and girth far bigger than a guy his size and all should be allowed to was nothing compared when he started using it on her. Taking her from behind or flipping her over and pinning her to the wall, making her moan and howl in wanton ecstasy and abandon as inches of that big human cock railed and rammed into her hot wet snatch like a jackhammer. Loona's screams for more and her lust howls of pleasure started getting too loud to a degree that he had to muzzle her with his belt, wrapping the strap around her muzzle which she found really turned her on bad..

After a few rounds, Krillin is called on his radio to react to an apparent murder, Loona’s orgasm hazed brain likely figuring that had to be Blitzo and the M&M duo having done their job. He responds that he’ll be here to check out the scene as soon as possible, a quick apology to Loona for this fuck and run, a least made the time and effort to leave the keys to the cuffs, but in a bit of oversight the keys were out of her reach. Much to her annoyance as she slumped against the wall, limbs numb from pleasure and pussy gushing with hot, creamy manjuice oozing down her furry thighs. Biting her lip as she shuddered in the afterglow of post orgasmic stupor, annoying as she spat realising she forgot to even ask his damn name.

A few thugs who were cutting a shortcut through his way of course happened to find Loona in her current tied state and step up to approach her. The normally in control and aggressive, temperamental especially at most times, finds herself feeling particularly annoyed with the obvious intentions of this pack of assholes who assumed she was a horny slutty furry or just some bitch in a sexy costume to take shameless advantage of. Like she was about to be out through some cliche hentai gangfuck scenario like in those trashy porn comics they’d sell in lust and thanks to the cuffs and muzzle, her options for self defence were limited second to none. Just what she needed, she has maybe the best fuck from a guy who’d just met her and now these pricks were going to up and taint it all for their cheap ass thrills because they couldn’t even afford a woman to look their way.

Thankfully, the thugs were quickly and swiftly dealt by the timely arrival of nine other Moxxie and Millie, who proceeded to cap the motherfuckers in a way they never even saw it coming. Loona in relief and gratitude soon as they uncuffed her and got the belt off of her muzzle, suddenly kisses Moxxie, but she tries to shrug it off like it was no big deal. The sweet possum of course decided turnabout is fair play and kisses Loona himself even grinding on her a bit, letting the hellhound feel his size. realizing he is far bigger than she ever thought or realised. Even mentally him comparing to the stud who rocked her a short time ago but was annoyingly too sore to pursue, he’d just been that good.

Sensually biting and licking her lips at the sudden make out between the Hellhound girl and her husband, Millie helped Loona get dressed soon as they finally broke their kiss apart before they all go back to hell. Giving her furry booty a quick slap as the lair decided not to ask Loona what exactly happened to her that got her in that state to begin with. They’d all had a long night, the job was done and Halloween would be finishing up soon so they had to haul ass back home. Loona reminding her she’d be making damn sure to get back at Moxxie for that kiss, shuddering at the distinct orgasmic tingle it had sent up along her spine and to her brain, wondering what a threesome between him and Krillin would be like….

Krillin in the meantime wasn’t sure what to make of the crime scene before him, on the one hand the victim wasn’t exactly someone anybody would actually miss. But supposedly the death was made or tried to be made to look like a suicide except no suicide by gunshot would see you riddled with more holes than Swiss cheese, to say nothing of the tail of wounded security and body guards who could only mumble about red possums and goats. It didn’t help that the security cameras and everything they ruled do the night got trashed so if this was the work of professionals? They were thorough if somewhat sloppy and reckless but Helluva piece of work for sure…

Krillin since that night hasn’t seen or heard from Loona since that Halloween night though on his OnlyZzFans page saw him get a few dms from someone called HellBitchMoon. Checking to find some messages from the Hellhound herself who’d no doubt found his work a Don Juan Sanchez and wasted no time in wanting to get intimately reacquainted with him. Her texts making it clear she felt she owed him payback for that hat little fuck and run, the sexy nude pictures she included captioned to remind him what to look forward to. The short king wondering just what he got himself into only for Zigzag to pop behind him, reading over his shoulder as she enquired who his new lady friend was.

Back in Hell on Loona’s side of things, she had since hooked up with Moxxie and Millie as a close, intimate friend with benefits and had found that the only fat the thespian imp had on him was the one he had been packing between his legs. Showing he was plenty on par with her rando cop stud and learning first hand one of the many reasons Millie had married the guy. Which certainly motivated and inspired a new standard in her tastes in men, more so once she came across Double Z studios and seen some of the handiwork of one Don Juan Sanchez. It didn’t matter if that wasn’t his real name or not, all she knew she for sure was, she was going to have that dick again, one way or another.

Oh right if you’re wondering what had happened with Blitzo that Halloween night, it hadn’t been too rough for him. Except for the fact some of their target’s protection platoon had shot him right in his asscheeks with a few rounds of hot lead. So he had to spend some time in one of the Sloth ring’s hospitals with his ass bandaged and plastered to heal up and repair much to his annoyance. He didn’t mind it uo the ass once a while but this was just ri-goddamn-diculous!!

(Not connected to A Little Moxxie Love, my 3 main fics are all based within their own respective universes with my particular spin on them. So any versions of chars from those respective series appearing in any crossovers are that particular universe's version)

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Filling an Empty Heart

Many have been the stories told in Satan City of strange and weird ti be found in some of its oldest parts, back when it’d been known as Orange Star City but chief among them was the tale of Annabelle the lust demon, who’d been been locked away in a cemetery trapped by a monster hunter for centuries. Most would’ve chalked it up as a cheesy urban legend, the sort of thing teenagers told at campfires or sleepovers and slumber parties snd parents to their kids as a sort of bogeyman but in this Halloween Night a lovely young couple woild prove thst to not be the case. Leave it to a pair of hormone addled horny teens to commit the classic horror movie sim by hiding in that very cemetery to make out and unknowingly break the seal and release the demonic woman from her long, solitary slumber.

Our naive foolish love birds of course, failing to notice the obvious red flags here, instead saw a strange woman who was looking awfully sick and tired, thinking she had been locked in as part of a cruel prank and went to help her. This proved to be a bad idea for you see folks, Annabelle here was a succubus had a rather dark hunting method which they found out via first hand experience as she reached into their chests and pulls out glowing red heart-shaped balls of energy before eating them, relishing a flavour only she could taste as her treats contained her victims’ memories of people and especially, particularly love and happiness. Feeding on those she regained her strength, the sensation of finally feeding once more after who knows how long a thrilling sensation but not yet enough to fill the void deep within her, at least not yet as she spread her tired wings and took flight to go into the city. It was but a mere handful of hours before she started to amass a sizeable body count, too busy binging to care of any attention this might send her way.

As more were falling victim in the city, we come to check on Krillin who was off trick or treating with his wife and daughter, the Chestnut family trio rocking a classic medieval fairy tale theme (him dressed as a paladin, 18 as a queen, and Marron as a pretty little princess), only for them to find Annabelle herself by accident in the midst of enjoying her latest conquest. Right then and there as they were in one another’s line of sight, the compact cop got a called from his commanding officer informing him that some woman was seen assaulting people throughout numerous locations Satan City, given her descriptions which the strange predatory creature before them fit to T. Krillin wasted no time in stepping up into defensive position, warning 18 and telling her to get Marron to safety to which she obliged and wished him the best of luck, of which he had a feeling he going to need plenty. And not the kind on par with the risk of death that had come from facing the likes of Frieza and Majin Buu, oh no…more the sort thst implied he was going to need an ice cold bath.

Annabelle:*Her current target forgotten as she had her eyes on Krillin licking her lips ravenously before declaring.* "A paladin my favorite!" *Driven by her gnawing hunger, she charged at him as he wasted no time in leading her on a chase through the nearby woods, getting somewhere isolated. Once there, they proceeded to clash before she got a lucky shot in, reaching into Krillin's chest pulling out a massive heart energy. She drooled as the sight the memories of all his friends, his wife, daughter, and various other women, beholding such love and happiness in absolute awe.*

Thankfully before she can take a bite, Krillin blasted her away which caused the glowing heart orb to make its way back to him, much to his relief. Before she could recover and lash out in retaliation for her sweet meal being interrupted, she was suddenly finding herself bound by wrappings. Which Krillin recognized as the bandages of Mr. Mummy, who revealed his presence stepping out from the shadows accompanied by none other than the little sister of Master Roshi, Fortuneteller Baba. The elderly seer explained she hadn’t just shown up out of coincidence, stating that she sensed something wrong and happened to have been nearby when Klown and explained how she came upon this situation.

Naturally it seemed only fair to Krillin to share what information he had as he caught Baba up to speed on the current set of circumstances. As this was happening, the bound up Annabelle suddenly began to break down into tears sobbing heavily, almost ugly crying, much to their befuddlement. Baba realised then what the reason was for this as she revealed that the unfortunate creature before them was a succubus, a demonic being of lust and desire who can in fact fall in love. When their heart is broken, however, it creates a void that is difficult to fill, leaving them with a gnawing hunger that drives them to binge and feed aimlessly and needlessly.

This woman no doubt went through such a thing and thus had to feed to cease her pain, futile as it seemed. Krillin, feeling sympathetic, had an idea that she wanted love, well then he’d give her some love. At least he hopes it will work but hey it wasn’t an easier gamble than a lot of the wild stunts Goku and Vegeta had pulled in their whole lifetime. Okay yeah sure she was a violent sex demon but she had circumstances, it wasn’t like she was some genocidal planet killer, right?!

Pulling out some dyno-caps as he found a particular one he was looking for, he clicked the button and threw it as the smoke popped to unveil a small trailer, something for traveling vacations or if 18 got in the mood. Which of course happened more times he could count or be willing to admit as he went and picked Annabelle up, carrying the still crying, confused succubus in there before laying her of the soft bed and kisses her. She reluctantly kisses back, and soon finds herself getting into it, wrapping her arms and around Krillin as her bindings became undone. Baba having had the Mumy undo them as the pair put a good bit of distance between them and the trailer, something told them they’d need to give Krillin some privacy as it was best to trust this unorthodox plan he had in mind.

Annebelle;”Well then, go ahead boy, see if you can heal my heart." *The heartbroken succubus taunted which made a contrast to the hazy love struck look in her eyes from making out with the compact stud as they’d stripped one another naked. What soon follows was a stream of loud swears and screams of pleasure, as the succubus is taken for the wildest ride of her life. The sound of the bed springs squeaking and the trailer's suspensions straining fills the night air as Annabelle howled out for more. Riding him cowgirl style in forward and reverse, and even trying to dominate him with the amazon position, but failing much to her rapturous delight.*

Annabelle:*The predatory lust fiend soon then found herself pinned and taken in a mating press as Krillin even takes It a step further using a ki technique to lock he arms to the wall, and pound her even deeper and harder as he had her face pressing against it.*"Come on baby, show me what you got! I know you got the stamina. Keep those creampies coming!" *It was pretty clear that Krillin’s plan was proving effective and then some, pink hearts glowing in her eyes as she found herself feeling so..utterly loved and in love for the first time since forever. After over a dozen rounds in different positions the bed breaks, and Krillin has her in missionary position on the floor as she is close to her limit.*"Do it baby! One more! Just one more! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT DADDY! I LOVE YOU!!"*With that sexy declarative cry, she lets out a final orgasmic scream before she collapses into a heap of satisfaction as the warm afterglow took her, feeling truly fed and her void gone.*

The hazy light of dawn starting to shine in the windows as Krillin sat by the succubus catching his breath. With the job done, Baba finally entered the trailer, wincing at the smell, before grabbing the succubus with her telekinesis, saying she would look after her. It was at this point 18 arrived and inconspicuously dropped a card with their contact information onto Annabelle's person. She then pushed Krillin back into the trailer as Baba leaves and looks at him with a clear sensual hunger in her cool blue eyes, looking over him as she relished the scent and obvious sexy demolished state of their little love nest.

18:”Starting to feeling a little left out babe, you finished before i coild get here but hey….still want your halloween treat?”*Krillin certainly can't deny her when she was in the mood like this as the trailer starts shaking again. Hey there is a reason among many she married the guy and right now was among the top 5 to 3 in that list. The short king snd his cyborg lady love rocking the casbah as they made uo for some lost time and 18 relished the juicy details of her man’ latest sexual conquest. When that trailer was a rocking, don’t come knocking…..*

It was sometime since that peculiar Halloween that Word would reach them that someone heard a witch screaming out in the woods that night. While Baba’s home now had a new trial for potential customers between either paying her fee or fighting her monstrous champions. If they could outlast ad make her new employee Annabelle cum, then they could get a reading for free and suffice to say, no one had succeeded. Easy to see why when Annabelle had a new standard to measure by…..and her newly restored heart had dedicated itself to one man alone, the man who made love to her in mind,body and soul….

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A Little Moxxie Love Party: Tales of a Toon Assassin

C, E, Ooooooooh my!!

Moxxie and IMP had hired to put down three particularly nasty toons, the infamous Warner siblings, by the deceased WB CEO Mr. Thaddeus Plotz, having died as a result of a stroke brought about from stress by the toons. Now given the chaotic nature of the trio, understandably our resident possum was somewhat hesitant to take the job but after some coaxing, including the offer of one very big fat payday for when the deed was done, all 3 went to work. Moxxie, being the one among them with the best track record for these sort of targets, came up with a plan to rig the iconic WB water tower to blow, as it was the only place where the Warners ever seemed to let their guard down. After some thinking, they opted to go for it as it was better than just winging it so they wasted no time sneaking around the studio lot getting the necessary gear to make it look like a gas explosion, as something like C4 would bring too much suspicion.

So far so good as the mistfit hitman trio got to work settingup their bomb plan though Moxxie was almost accidentally caught by Ralph the security guard after he stepped on his tail while on his evening patrol rounds. As it was in progress and process of being set up, the thespian couldn't help but overhear an argument in the CEO office, no doubt the new person in charge was having quite a hassle of a conversation on the phone as it seemed a few people were handing in their resignations, quitting left and right out of refusing to deal with the Warner's zaniness, naturally. Looking in the office, Moxxie saw the aforementioned new boss, one Rita Nora Rita, currently doing yoga in an attempt to work the stress off, especially after what had to be quite a series of hectic calls. It was quite the distracting sight to say the very least with that biodynamic on display as it bent, flexed and posed to keep limber and flexible especially when that quite juicy booty throated to push those shorts to their limits…

Such was the sight that the imp accidentally pushed the door open due to his subconscious desire to want to see more, his sudden presence and intrusion naturally getting Rita’s attention as she turned to face him and and asked who he was and what he wanted especially at this time of the night. Moxxie, seeing the others still working on the water tower through the window, knew he had to distract her as he started by stating that he was with the pest extermination company. This got the snarky CEO bemoaning that it took so long for them to get here as she has been waiting for them to get rid of the rat problem in the horror movie sets, the freckled imp sighing in relief that his excuse had some truth to work with as he tried to keep her distracted through Rita seemed to think he was flirting with her and checking her out, trying to get a peak down her top or a good view of her butt in her workout outfit. Which wasn’t all to far from truth as she called him out for his lack of initiative or a spine to Moxxie responded that a cold fish like her probably wouldn't even know wha to do with a man.

That little verbal jab of course, set her off big time with her and the imp going right into a back and forth of snark, quips, putdowns and insults before Moxxie, getting desperate, suddenly gave her a big cartoony kiss. Which stunned the business woman for a brief moment before she soon told the imp to get the window as she locked the door and he closed the blinds she then proceeded to unleash all the stress she's had on her fron the last few weeks, leaping onto Moxxie and going wild. As she was pinning the now naked imp to her desk and riding him like a stallion, she mentally bemoaned her job and how certain toons just seriously drove her nuts and how they lost a good amount of actors and actresses in the midst of shoots and filming because the Warner's can't keep themselves under control. Before the imp really began to let her have it as the CEO soon found her world being rocked, deep and oh so damn hard!!

To think, here she was practically playing out a porn scene in her own office, now naked save for her sneakers and socks, hair becoming messaed up from its immaculate style as she was bent over and taken like a bitch in heat. Her hot little latino booty cheeks clapping and jiggling like lewd drums with every impact of that jackammering pelvis, sending surges of pleasure tingling along her spine and right to her brain. Inches of his length and girth sinking balls deep into battering her womb and hitting a whole alphabet of spots ensuring her own toys or hands would never suffice anymore and he hadn't even cum yet!! All the while Millie and Blitz had soon finished setting up and soon got to detonating the explosives, set to watch the fireworks as they made history in infamy of Moxxie's further growing reputation as an infamous toon assassin.....

Moxxie was soon finished up with Rita at that very moment, the final orgasm happening just in time for the water tower to explode but Rita unable to hear it due to the heavy record of orgasms she had endured having drowned her brain in ecstasy and bliss. Leaving the timp to peek out the curtain and see the job was done before he departed after gives the CEO a kiss goodbye and soon slipped out of the office via an air vent and head out to meet back up with Blitzo and Millie so they could haul ass back to Hell, Meanwhile, Rita would soon regain consciousness as she was dressing back up in a d adjusting her clothes, muttering, "What a man" only to be cut off by knocking on the door as she went to go answer it, which would lead to her hearing of the water tower'ss explosion. Suffice to say, the entertainment news media was going to be having quite a field day not seen since the day someone had managed to off Slappy the Squirrel!!

While it was deemed a gas explosion according to news outlets, the forsenics CSI teams did find what they identified as claw marks on the pipes nearby. Leading investigators to now believe the deaths of Minerva, Slappy and now the Warners had to be connected which meant that someone or somebody was declaring open season on toons. Meanwhile in Hell, the Warners were in deep trouble, as they were cornered by Thaddeus Plots, who happened to be working with the Vees. Hell is what you make of it and for the former CEO, he was going to make the most of it for what the three little trolls put him through, believe you me.....

As for IMP, well Blitzo surprisinly stayed conservative with his payday, opting instead to take Stolas out on a fancy date in the Lust ring. Go figure he somehow decided not to waste it on some weird horse shit and as for Moxxie? Well besides enjoying some quality time with his ladies, you can bet his services as the Toon Assassin were now about to be in big time demand. After all, you don't manage to get one over on the Warners and not get a major rep boost.....

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Bunny Bonanza

A new job lays in front of IMP, but they were reluctant to accept it and with good reason mind you since the target in question was the rascally rabbit himself: Bugs Bunny. Now on the one hand, the amount the client was willing to pay would keep IMP in the black for years but on the other, the problem was winding up on Bugs’ bad side, the toon was legendary for holding a grudge. Moxxie, being the resident toon assassin expert, opted to go in alone but he doesn't guarantee he can do the job. All the same, he soon found himself successfully infiltrating the rabbit’s private home, only to find he wasn’t alone in the place, spying two familiar female rabbits tanning by the pool.

Though it didn't seem they noticed or realized that they had an intruder on the premises, the imp breathed a sigh of relief while doing his best not to be distracted by the view of them in those quite sexy swimsuits as he continued on sneaking inside and managed to finds Bugs bedroom. Finding it unlocked, he stepped on inside hoping to set up a trap in case the rascally rabbit wasn't inside sleeping (which would afford him the luxury of the old pillow smother silencer killshot trick), only to find a single, simple note on the mattress written to "surprise guest". Picking it up only to find that it reads one word; Sucker before an airhorn suddenly sounded off. Realising this had to be a trap, the imp made moves to scramble and get as far the hell away from whatever the damn rabbit had set up, going through a typical cartoon door to door chase ala classic Scooby Doo before he somehow found himself getting corralled into a room with...a king sized heartshaped bed covered in rose petals and surrounded by some well placed scented candles.....which was some red flags for the imp if there ever were any....

Those flags became alarms as the two pool bunnies he now recognised as none other than Patricia and Lola bunny burst into the room, the latter stating the this must be Bugs; surprise.

Patricia:"Not exactly the stud we were expecting but if he can cure our heat? I'm more than happy to have some male company while our boys are away."*It was in that moment that sentence finished that Moxxie realised just how thoroughly Bugs screwed him over and set him up. More so as he saw the glow of lust in their eyes as the sexy rabbit babes stripped off their swimsuits and revealed their naked, furry forms. He'd give the rascally rabbit this, far as dupes go, this was one that'd make even Ozzie blush.....*

As our favourite little imp was still digesting the fact he'd been duped, he was then grabbed by the mother daughter duo and pinned to the bed. Wherein they wasted no time in stripping him naked and if they weren't horny enough before? Well the sight of that big red demon dick of his only made their libidos skyrocket as they took to enjoying his length and girth like the meaty carrot stick it was, licking and kissing it all over before proceeding to a tandem blowjob.

Moxxie then soon began endure handling the heat of the two toon rabbits for several days, or what felt like it and of course, fate being the comedic bitch she was, his attempt to please them only made it worse. Every and any orgasm he gave them made them only want him more, it was like those stories he'd hear abou how even Incubi tended to steer clear and avoid any hellbunnies, those gals were vicious little nymphos when they were in heat!! The fact Lola had such a tight form from her athleticism and Patricia was such a big juicy MILF of a woman certainly wasn't helping matters for the imp, be it drowning in their juices as they sat on his face or bruising his pelvis as they rode and bounced on his meat. Yet all the same he couldn't help but thank and curse Bugs all at once for setting him up like this, that damn troll!!

It was pointless to keep track of time as much as it was to keep count of the orgasms they had, all that could be comprehended was the feel of his length and girth plunging into their warm, wet mouths and the vice like grip of their pussies welcoming his jackhammering cock into their embrace. The feel of Lola's flexible body as he hammered in a mating press or took her doggy style to the jiggling, clapping thunderbuns of Patricia's ass as she welcomed his pounding pelvis working away. Just when it seemed like they'd finally lose consciousness, the sensation of him cumming inside of them, flooding their wombs or mouths seemed to only fuel their lust further. More so knowing that cock of his was nowhere near done yet and wanting this gigolo to work his demonic magic on them, Moxxie knew for sure, it was going to be a marathon.....and had only just begun to fuck....

As the girls were having their fun, we come to find Bugs lounging on a beach somewhere with Patricia's husband Walter, who remarked that he felt rather bad having to leave someone to deal with the girls. While Bugs responded the last time they went at it with the girl in a simultaneous heat, they'd wound up the hospital. Besides which, he reassured, the guy handling the matter was a professional he was sure would be...very thankful. Thinking to himself that it helped kill 2 birds with one stone, hey you don't be around as long as he has and not expect anyone with a grudge to be out for your blood after all...especially if this was the same guy who offed Slappy, Minerva and the Warners.

Moxxie had eventually managed to come out on top, though sore and drained. Heading home, using a broomstick as a makeshift crutch as he limped out of the room, having been paid by Lola and Patricia for his service. He figured at least Blitzo would accept such a generous donation in lieu of the original contract, after all it was at least twice if not 5 or 10 times what they'd been promised.....and hey, comapred to what most got from Bugs when crossing him, this was purgatory....

Bugs:*Looks at the camera,tilting his shades and winks like any good Looney Tunes fadeout.*"Ain't I a stinker?"

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Skunk Funk

We come to find Moxxie on his own for this latest job for IMP, his most recent Toon based hit against nne other Pepe LePew, put out by an old writer, who blamed the skunk for his career going down the toilet thanks in part to the French flirt's womanizing antics when it came to the opposite sex. Hiding in a neighbouring hotel room, which of course Mr.Sketch had done him a solid of booking him a quality suite, just right across from Pepe's own penthouse next door which gave him just the view he needed to make a good shot. Steadying his fully prepped rifle as he took aim and fired, but a slight miscalculation was revealed via the mirror shattering, revealing he’d hit the male skunk's reflection by mistake. A second shot took the shocked skunk down as he didn’t hesitate to fix screw but the cops had suddenly arrived at cartoonish speeds within seconds, no doubt someone had made a 911 call having witnesses Pepe’s demise…

Thankfully, Moxxie had an escape plan in mind, figures his reputation as the infamous toon assassin would send trouble his way, as he ran off and jumped down through an escape route involving the vents and the fire escape. Making sure to leave fake footprints around in a different direction, Thank you Slappy, he quipped mentally, for teaching him how to do some toon tricks, handy to have in case of a situation like this. Then came the next phase of his plan as he landed in a costume shop and put on a skunk costume, complete with mask and jacket then grabbed some cologne labelled "Skunk Funk" which he sprayed on suit for extra effectiveness. It worked soon as he stepped out of the establishment with many a patron, gambler, staff, member, tourist and officer alike quickly running from the smell, thankfully it didn’t bother the imp himself much as he’d smelt worse, especially in the Greed Ring with the place constantly reeking with odours like burning bodies and burnt rubber.

But of course fate and her sense of humour were as quirky as ever for in the midst of his attempted escape via his clever and effective disguise, he passed by a cafe where Bimbette and Fife Le Fume happened to be and were arguing with one another. The skunk girl duo had been rivals ever since Fifi entered college and were always looking to settle over who exactly between them was better, sexier, more desirable, etc. Just as Moxxie walked past them,however, they get a whiff of his Skunk Funk tainted self given how skunks stink when they are in love, they naturally thought the imp had the hots for them. It was no small wonder Moxxie knew he was in danger as he scrambled to runs away from the now down to fuck duo who of course thought he was playing around with them, at his began, poetically ironic, a Pepe le pew style chase, that naturally, given how this spicy story goes because of course, ended with the girls cornering snd trapping Moxxie in a nearby no tell motel.

The girls were of course smiling plafyully as their tails wafted sensually, unleashing their distinct scents which the imp was picking up as smelling quite sweet and strong with pheremones. Which of course had the intended effect of making Moxxie fall for them in lust and proceed to go nuts taking the two skunks on a wild ride all night long to Satisfaction Avenue in Bonetown and then. Much to the enjoyment and annoyance of their fellow patrons in the motel who knew for sure they weren't getting any peace and quiet let alone sleep. Because christ on a stick were they being loud, I tell you what!!

But really, who could blame those two who were so horny that they didn’t seem to mind or care that Moxxie wasn’t actually a skunk, not when his cock was so damn good!! The taste and feel of his length and girth in their mouths a delightful sensation of flavours on their tongue as he facefucked them but of course that had nothing inon the thrill of the penetration. The skunk babe duo’s rivalry forgotten about in favour of relishing inchesmif red hot imp cock pumping snd thrusting into their snatches in way no mere boys like Johnny what’s his face could ever dare compare. Moxxie himself couldn’t really complain but of course chalk that up to the pheromone causing havoc with his brain in a way he hasn’t felt since his first time with Millie…..

From taking Fifi or Bimbette doggy style or missionary as she ate the other girl out to one of them riding him cowgirl style as the other sat in his face and they made out. To Fifi finding herself pinned up against the wall, arms and legs wrapped around the imp as he hammered away while they kissed and made out and Bimbette feeling like she’d died and gone to heaven as Moxxie plowed her prone bone on the bed. Their silky violet and pink fur becoming wet and sticky with sweat and his manly seed marking is territory upon them as he made it crystal clew there was no competition, they were both hot and sexy as all fuck. The motel room filled with the intoxicating fog of their pheromones embodying the overwhelming lust energy as they made sweet hot fuck all day and night long….

Moxxie, miraculously, was still able to move as he got dressed and made this exit before they woke up, but not before leaving behind a nice note thanking them for a memorable time, along with a phone number. The duo snuggling together sweetly as he planted simple kisses in their cheeks and opened up himself up a portal back home, planning to shower first chance he got. No way was he taking chances that Fifi and Bimbette’s scents weren’t going to have an effect on any woman who smelled it. Especially when Millie and Verosika alone were already so kinky and horny by nature…

As Fifi and Bimbette dreamt sweet dreams of their imp lover boy and future liaisons together, the news running wild once again with headlines about the notorious Toon Assassin striking once again. Not that many were going to miss or mourn Pepe, mind you but the paparazzi were having themselves a field day and social media was abuzz with the trending hashtag, who was this myterious killer? What was their motive or purpose beyond possibly money or revenge?!! And where and who would be next?!!

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Bad News Bear?!

The Toon celebrity scene had been finding itself tense and on high alert these days and it wasn't just because of the ever fragile nature of social media, fickle public opinion and that one bad move or wrong word, any accusations, true or false especially, could see their career ended via cancel culture. No sir seems someone or something out there was calling it open season and having hits put out on certain toons, oh sure not any or everyone was a target or suspect but some who had a history of grudges knew their days had to be numbered and so these days it wasn't surprising to find some of them went out their way to hire personal security or bodyguard teams to watch out for them around the clock. Or the local law enforcement and feds just went out their way to do so especially if they felt the client in question was considered a pending possible next target of choice. Which is why we come to find ourselves at the luxury apartment of TMTV talkshow host, Julie Bruin, who was honestly just so done with all this....

Honestly, security and protection was one thing but somedays she felt less like the President of the United States and more like some high profile prison inmate and it was a wonder she felt like she had any sort of sense of privacy anymore. She couldn't so much as go out grocery shopping or browse at the fashion boutiques of a mall unless had a baker's dozen worth of men in black practically stalking her, at least they let her be when it came to using the restroom or having a bath or shower. Being a celebrity was exhausting enough without having to deal with whacko fans or privacy invading paparazzi but ever since Slappy and Minerva went 8 miles far out and 6 feet deep under, it's like the world went topsy turvy. Oh and she can't forget the fact she hadn't gotten laid in like...for goddamn ever and how can she even watch a porno without the damn suits likely ready to barge in thinking she screaming bloody murder as she tried to get her rocks off?!!

Never let it be said thst fate didn’t have a quirk sense of humour of course for at that moment, her security team were currently preoccupied with a bizarre little matter. Namely an mainly the fact that IMP were trespassing on the premises making their getaway after a non-toon related hit was pulled off and Blitz just had to pick a fight with some of the guard dogs. Don’t ask how or why but one moment they were sneaky enough that ninjas made more noise I’m co parison, the next Blitz found of the Doberman humping him so of course he took that personally which is why we now had a clusterfuck happening. The security team thinking they were the Toon Killer here to off Julie while IMP were having to split and go in the defensive with Moxxie finding himself pinned down then rooftop before he soon went and crashed right into Julie’s apartment…right into her bathroom as she was having herself a relaxing bubble bath!!

Now having some horned possum man in a suit and bow tie suddenly crashland into her bathtub would've been enough to send Julie into hysterics, scrambling to call for her security team and panic. But wouldn't you know it, Moxxie landed in such a way that his lips wound up planting a kiss on hers and that was enough to break the floodgates of her pent up libido and cause her to start making out with what had to God's answers to her prayers. Making out with the confused little imp before the bathroom was soon being filled with the distinct primal sounds as they made sweet, hot fuck with her bodyguards none the wiser due to all the ruckus going on outside. Which was to be expected when you had Millie being a one woman wrecking crew and Blitz being a full-on looney toon.....ironically...

Indeed it was enough to help drown out the volume of Julie's howling cries of wanton lust and passion from the absolute ecstasy and pleasure she was feeling right now. The water in her tub splashing about as Moxxie rocked her world, plunging and sinking inches of his big red imp cock balls deep into her and putting any and all prior lover boys rightfully to shame. But ooh of course he really knew how to use his mouth and hands too, she never knew French kissing could be so damn overwhelming and oooh the feel of those little palms and digits on her tits and ass was sensually electric!! Orgasm after orgasm hitting her so fast that she couldn't even keep count and yet this stamina machine hadn't popped like a champagne bottle, had God answered her prayers?!!

If so, she was going to be showing her thanks big time but right now was all about letting her little lover boy have his wicked way with her as the bear babe and the imp soon took it to her bedroom. Cracks forming in the walls and the ceiling as they made that kingsized bed shake and the mattress springs creak from how hard and fast they were fucking. The ursine hottie biting and gripping the sheets so hard that they were being torn to shreds, her furry botty cheeks clapping and jiggling from the impact of the imp's jackhammering pelvis as they fucked to their heart's content. Mating press, cowgirl, doggy style, prone bone, you name it, they did it as Moxxie utilized his experience and arsenal in the art of pleasuring a woman, not normally one to rush but given the heat of the moment, time was of the urgent essence!!

When Moxxie finally came of course, it proved to finally be too much for a first timer like Julie compared to many of his more intimate acquaintances who got it on the regular. The talk show stunner passing out with a dreamy smile on her face as she laid in the remains of her sweat and juice soaked bed, not a moment too soon as Millie barged in through the door and grabbed her man while he had finished picking up his clothes and hauled ass back to outside. Where the area around the apartment complex looked like a warzone in a way that'd make the average LA riot look like a bunch of bratty kindergartners having a tantrum as the IMP trio made their well overdue escape, the deed finally done. Though Blitzo was puzzled as to how and why it seemed like Moxxie was in the midst of getting dressed....

As for Julie, well she dreamt sweet dreams of her little lover boy all through the night, unaware of the mayhem which had transpired but of course her bodyguard team was going to be as confused as all Hell. Seriously did the Toon Assassin make his move while they were busy getting their asses handed to them? And was he not just a killer for hire but some sort of hitman Gigolo who aimed to kill women with pleasure?! They had so many questions!!!

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Goth Bunny?!!

Some days Moxxie can be thankful that Blitz wasn’t so gung-ho about seeing a contract through to its end because that damn rabbit could be a pain to deal with. And not just because of the fact he somehow tricked Moxxie into a thread with Lola and her mom…..while they were in heat, it was like encountering a Hell-bun when she was on the prowl for some dick!! Chalk that up to the fact the former circus clown was easing up because for once in his whole fucking life he was actually trying to be in a committed relationship but all the same, the freckled possum needed a drink. Lucky of course that a shift at Skullfuck had concluded with Mr.Sketch looking to treat any and all takers to a night out on the town at a favourite bar of his in the living world.

It was one of those sort of old school arcade type places, plenty of drinking and food available and a sizeable range of games to play, Mr.Sketch was just the sort of guy who knew what he liked and enjoyed outside of his passion for making quality smut of course. Which was just fine for Moxxie as he sat at the bar counter, steadily knocking back shots, all on his skullfaced boss' tab and the odd freebie thanks to the fact the imp was currently rocking his Moxxine get-up. He figured it was easier than just changing out of it back in his usual suit and bowtie ensemble as their latest shoot had involved one of Skullfuck's most popular kinks, LGD, plus admittedly it was always a good boost to his self-esteem making even the most hetero girl or guy question their own sexuality and level of curiosity with the riht sort of wink and smile sent their way. Really helped forget all about the hassle with that damn toon...speaking of bunnies though, seemed there was one lagomorph goth who was giving what had be a look that screamed down to fuck...

So of course, naturally Moxxie's flirting game was on as he had the bartender send a drink the pretty goth-bun's way, letting her know it came compliments of him...or rather let her think the imp was a her of course. Hey get enough liquor in Moxxie and he could be quite the kinky little troll especially when it came to playing up being Moxxine and he had a track record which proved it worked as little miss goth and sexy sent her a little toasting gesture thanking him for the drink. In no time at all he soon had this goth bunny sitting next to him making some small talk with him as they shard some drinks together and ooh was she proving very receptive to his advances. Enough so that Moxxie had a feeling he’d soon have this hottie somewhere nice, cozy and private for them to enjoy a little quality time together…

That time much sooner to the Imp's relief as he made out with this hottie, his horny state of mind being such that he felt he didn't need to know her her name, just that she was hot, sexy and oh so down to fuck. The pair's lips locked as they entered the private rooms the club had for such need of privacy whenever things got too intimate on the dance floor and at the bar as the nameless yet oh so fine cottontail kissed her way down along Moxxine's torso. Squatting down and grasping the waistband of her pants as she pulled them down, boxers and all to find a nice big red imp land on her face with a meaty smack. Seems she wasn’t offended in the slightest to find the cute girl she’d been flirting with was a trap, if anything it turned her on all the more as she began to give a blowjob and handjob to Moxxie within seconds, showing how down to fuck she truly was….

After quite the intense little facefuck for some foreplay of course, Moxxie soon had this goth hottie on the bed facedown and ass up in the air as he took her to Satisfaction Avenue in Bonetown via the Moxxx XXXpress. He wasn't sure why she seemed to mainly want just anal but didn't mean he wasn't for it of course as he sunk and plunged inches of his length and girth balls deep into that tight pretty little cottontail booty. He wasn't sure why but for some reason he was feeling some majorly deep satisfaction from fucking this rando goth bunny, akin to hatefucking some bitch who'd crossed him one time too many or that sweet bliss the first time he'd done it with Loona, getting some payback especially for all those cracks and jokes about his supposed weight problem. Whatever the reason, this pretty little minx really knew how to moan and press his buttons, even calling him Daddy for good measure.....

So of course it just made Moxxie want to fuck her all the more, our fave little possum unaware of course that the reason for his sense of sweet revenge might've had to do with the fact that his little lady friend was a trap. As in dropped a Bridgette on him because if it wasn't for the view of "her" backside, he'd notice the distinct bulge that was pitching a tent in the shorts and the heavy thick cream oozing in a flood of excess. But of course that could easily be chalked up overflow he was building up as he made those cheeks clap and this naughty little bunny scream over and over. Making the bed shake so hard and the springs creak that even with the room's walls being soundproof, the attendees and partygoers in the club could feel the heavy thuds...which naturally got quite a few of the hotties in it feeling so damn wet right about now....

When it was all said and done, Moxxie exited the room, giving the goth bunny a slap on the ass as he left them high and not so dry, ass up in the air and the bed a total mess. Humming to himself as he closed the door behind him, catching quite a few patrons and club staff off guard because hot damn, if he wasn't looking so pretty in the Moxxine get up before, he was practically glowing!! Radiating a sensual confidence as he felt damn good, like so damn Bitchin' that he could either take on the world or bang over a hundred women for a one guy multiple ladies gangbang if Mr.Sketch wanted!! Now there was an idea to run by his boss, he had to tell him while it was still fresh in his mind....

Back in the private run, the disguised Bugs Bunny had a sly little smile, even with his make up all smudged as he shot a look at where a camera would be. He knew the imp deserved a little something, respect where it was due, like hey he'd roll over and let himself get put 6 feet under but a little riot in the sheets?! Different story and hot damn he knew this goth get up got Daffy going but that imp was something else. Yeah like the rascally rabbit himself would say...ain't he a stinker?!

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A Little Moxxie Love Party 4

Naughty Northwest

Pacifica Northwest was a girl who seemed like she had it all and who wouldn’t think that when seeing her fsr as first impressions go? Stunning good looks, obscene wealth, sensual charisma to name a few of her traits and qualities that could come to mind but more so because she earned it all. Oh sure she’d been born rich but circumstances saw fortunes change thanks to karma catching up to her family’s infamous, notorious reputation for being liars, cheats, thieves and con artists and she damn well made sure to earn her way back up. By being tougher, sharper and smarter as a certain wise,old duck had once done and now here she was back to living it up large and in charge.

And Christ was she so damn bored but when you accomplished what she had at a young enough age and had so much money and free time, that was the last thing you needed. As she lounged about in her cozy little private home, which was she had to say far more modest than the old Northwest estate (No ghosts for one, Gravity Falls was still that sort of town), she pouted as she struggled to think of how to kill her boredom. She wasn’t feeling in a gaming mood at the moment and she didn’t feel much like socialising especially when it came to dealing with the simps. And tempting as it was, her little secret collection of Skullfuck productions skinflicks didn’t have anything to suit her fancy.

As she idly browsed her phone out of boredom, she found a peculiar little exclusive fans only post from one of her favourite cam girls, Jacqui Herron. Tapping it open as she gave it a read over, the bleach blonde valley girl looking debutant found herself humming in inquisitive curiosity at the information before her as she decided then snd there she might have just what she needed to kill her boredom and scratch her itch. One quick secret set up of her web cam to record this for personal viewing enjoyment along with following he instructions and Pacifica found herself looking over the set up for a very familiar ritual, clad in a fluffy pink bathrobe as she closed the curtains and began lighting candles. Ominous crimson smoke filling the room like a mist as she chanted in Latin before reaching the central master candle and in a flash of demonic light, there stood her newfound company within the centre of the inverted pentagram circle.

Moxxie had a distinct sense of deja vu as he found himself, suit and adorable little bow tie and all and a magazine in hand as he been in the IMP office not too long ago. Sighing as he realised he’d been summoned, again (and wondering just how people in the living world were getting this and why always him?), he looked to whoever called him up this time only to pause as he laid eyes on Pacifica. Who quite frankly wasn’t looking impressed, no doubt she had some high expectation and based on first impressions alone, they weren’t being met. But the bombshell blonde simply pouted, shrugging her shoulders as she decided, screw it, might as well make the most of the time she just got herself.

Pacifica:"Alright shorty, you know the drill I figure so here's how it is...I'm bored, I'm horny and I need a good itch scratching. So until otherwise, your hornhead little tailed ass is mine, got it?" *Moxxie seemed used to taking verbal lashings, given he just simply nodded though Paz had to say, it was quite flattering how he never took his eyes off of her. And she hadn't even shown him the goods yet so maybe the night wouldn't be a total loss.*"Alright then.....well, what're you waiting for, an invitation? You're polite enough anyway..."*The valley girl debutante quipped in a teasing snarky manner as she undid and peeled open her robe, flashing her immaculately tanned body, the only noticeable tanlines hinting her choice in racey swimwear. A sly grin on her face at the absolutely stunned expression on the imp's face, sensually purring as she teased him, unaware how soon she'd find the tables turned on her.*"What's the matter little guy? Never seen perfection up this close? And yes, this is 100% all natural.....care to taste it?"

Before the immodest bombshell knew it however, she soon found herself screaming and moaning her head off as she filled her bedroom with the sounds of her cries of ecstasy. Barely forming sentences as her tanlined, toned curvy body was glistening with sweat, thrashing and squirming as she held onto Moxxie's horns for dear life. Tempted to but not wanting to push him away as his demonically gifted mouth worked its magic on her slit, his imp tongue slithering about to drink away at her glowing juices. The moment he began making out with her snatch to start things off, Pacifica had started to realise she was getting much better than promised or expected, she was having an experience temtping enough to make her want to sell her soul!!

An insane thought certainly but if it meant being this little Casanova's love slave for eternity, why the fuck not, right?!! Her long blonde mane flowing as she felt orgasms rock her every nerve from head to toe, the sheer bliss and euphoria making her soul want to be raptured. Only to pout as the talented little imp stopped, wanting him to keep going only to find herself gluing her gaze to him stripping out of his suit....her jaw dropping at the full exposure of a set of cock and balls, that length and girth making her pussy quiver and gush as it made a siren call to have that thing utterly destroy her and knock Paz up with his demon babies. And she found herself being just fine with that, spreading her legs in eager anticipation .

But ooh soon as that fuckhammer was penetrating her, Pacifica found her mind being blown with inch after inch of Moxxie’s demon dick sinking into her snatch’s lusty embrace. Her tight toned stomach growing a bulge from how deep that length and girth was reaching but as soon as those heavy red balls were pressed againsther bubble butt, that was when he really got going. If this is what Verosika Mayday meant about being taken to Bonetown, then she was damn well buying herself a place on Satisfaction Avenue as she screamed her head off from Moxxie pounding her like a jackhammer as he had her in a mating press. Wrapping her arms and legs around his small but quite well toned, built little frame as she didn’t want to lose one bit of their intimate lewd connection as she felt his pelvic thrusts deepen in their intensity.

Her secret webcam of course was catching every lewd detail of this primal tryst, from the glistening sheen of Pacifica’s sun tanned to her expressions of mind numbing bliss. Tits bouncing snd asscheeks clapping as she moaned deeply while being taken in a variety of positions. From the animalistic sensations o being taken doggy style as Moxxie mounted and pounded her to clasping hands intimately as she bounce and rode him cowgirl style, pink glowing hearts in her eyes. The bleach blonde valley girl debutante falling in equal parts lust and love with the sweet possum rocking her world as their marathon fucking showed no signs of stopping.

Her bedsheets soaked with sweat and juices, the creaking of bedsprings as Pacifica didn’t want to stop, even as her body began to feel numb and deliciously sore all over. Moaning deeply as she urged Moxxie to be as rough and dominant as he liked from pulling on her long blonde mane to squeezing her tits or smacking her ass, every assertion of such alpha male authority making the living Barbie doll feel like a total Moxxie-Holic bimbo. Every inch of that big red imp cock putting any and every toy she had to shame as she felt her brain drown in blissful ecstasy, visions of having babies from this demonic little sex god taunting her. And she was damn sure going to see to it he gave the same treatment to her mouth and her asshole because a cock like that wasn’t going to tap her hot body without the grand trifecta of her slutty holes.

Paz of course was thankful she’d gotten the larger sized master candle, ensuring she would have herself a whole night of fun with Moxxie as they continued to fuck all the way to sunrise. The blondie babe holding the sweet possum like a plush toy as she snuggled with him, basking in the afterglow as her bedroom looked like a wrecking crew tore it up. Idly making out with him as they parted on good terms with Pacifica giving him her contact details for future reference before the ritual inevitably ended as the master candle finally snuffed out. The blonde valley girl already missing her demonic lover boy as she went on over and turned off her webcam to cut off her secret marathon stream, mentally planning out when she should do it again sometime.

Deep within the circle of Lust at the studio of lot of SkullFuck Productions meanwhile, a certain floating flaming skullheaded boss man was checking out said video from Pacifica in his submissions inbox, always in the lookout for potential stars. Suffice to say Mr.Sketch only felt his ongoing desire to recruit Moxxie increase when he recognised him in the Northwest’s girl’s amateur movie, how was it this little possum could be so close yet so far in all of Hell? But he was damn well sure going to see to it he’d have this imp as his next big star….and that blonde would make a good regular scene par for him for sure, demon on human woman porn was always among his best sellers. For now his search would continue but he didn’t care if it would take Hell freezing over until he finally had Moxxie in the fold, an imp like this only came along once in a lifetime.

Moxxie in the meantime of course, unaware of the wheels of fate that were turning for him, was busy settling back into his personal routines after his little summoning sessions with Pacifica. The valley girl bombshell girl having waste no time in sending him saucy texts and sexy nudes to express how much she missed him and wanted his sweet hot demon love again. Much to Millie’s approval of course as she took to grilling her man for details on his latest new sex friend of course. Nothing got her going more than hearing about her Moxxie tap some hot pretty thing’s sexy ass, what can he say, Millie was a goddamn pistol…..

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Red Hot Night!

It had all seemed to be going simple enough for the resident happy couple in Hell with them making a visit to Betty Boop, seeing how the flapper babe had been doing since her little round of erotic magic with the sweet possum a while back. Especially to check up on her and the product of that little union that was Bendy, with the adorable little scamp definitely seeming like he’d have a talent and bright future in comedy but while Moxxie was enjoying some bonding and quality time, Millie couldn’t help but notice that Betty seemed distracted and it wasn’t because of the cute little tyke. Of course the stunner eventually confided in as she revealed her concerns for her friend, a feisty gal by the name of Red Hot Riding Hood who’d been acting as Betty’s replacement for performing at the club while she was taking her maternity leave. It seemed Red had been going through a bit of a rough patch with her new ex-boyfriend, a fellow by the name of Wolfie and Betty was worried that it was all too clear she wasn’t completely over the guy which was something he was sure to take advantage of to get her back in his arms.

Now he was a grade a creep, who flirted with anything with a pair of breasts so small wonder why the concern but Millie knew that the best way to get over one man, is to get under another especially when the former was a total sleazy chump. So that was how Moxxie found himself going alone to the club that evening just in time for the start of her performance and Red dances, Moxxie can’t deny she's a babe. Having that crowd in the palm of her hand, jaws dropping, heads turning and talk about a set of kings with that singing voice. It was a real work of art for an aficionado of performance and theatrical arts like himself.

After her show completed its performance run, the intermission for next act was underway, a perfect chance for Moxxie as he made his way backstage to meet Red at her dressing room, a bouquet in hand as he introduced himself to her as a fan and a personal friend of Betty. As the two get personally acquainted, Millie kept Wolfy occupied by intercepting him on his way to the club, binding and gaggin him up to keep him out of the way with Little Bendy using the canine lech as a personal punching bag. The kid had some future in slapstick if the barrage of cartoon violence on Wolfy was anything to go by, that’s for sure. And meantime welt us check back in on how Millie’s charming possum of a husband is doing in winning Red over with his natural charms.

Pretty damn well as a matter of fact Red decided it would be best to have some fun with the imp boi but to say he was quickly blowing her ex and any man she had in the past out of the water was an understatement. The performing beaut filling her dressing room with the melodic deep moans pouring forth from her luscious lips as she laid back in her luxury reclining couch, her silky legs draped over the imp’s small but quite firm shoulders. As Moxxie was kneeling on the floor, his horns clutched in her hands as he was eating her out, his hot breath and skilled tongue probing away at her slit. Drinking up her juices as they seeped into his waiting mouth, every orgasmic tingle fuel for the fires of arousal stirring inside her before she soon decided she needed that big red imp dick inside her.

But of course as Moxxie soon found his clothes gone flying off of him, the sight of his quite gifted and well endowed naked body proceeded to flip some major switches in Red’s brain. Proceeding to pounce on and pin the little Casanova demon down as as She also revealed a bit of a kink she had for going through her different personas, costumes and accents. To which she can change on the dime thanks to being a toon, suffice to say Moxxie had a feeling he was going to be in quite a wild ride with Betty’s horny lady friend. But hey, the things a guy does for a lady friend right?

Red”Heeey daddy, you better get the very best of meeeee!!” *The feisty redhead bombshell sang sensually, mind numb with pleasure as hugged Moxxie’s sweet crackled face to her bosom. Legs wrapped around his waist as he pumped and thrust into her missionary style, crimson high heels digging into the skin as her dress laid discarded. Her moans mixing with the heavy wet smack of his balls against her jiggling booty and making her juices splash with every impact.*”Oooooh daddyyyyyyyy…..”*She sang melodically and erotically as that big red imp cock really began to hit some sweet spots, making her arousal skyrocket with each orgasmic tingle.* “Put your arms around me daddy, hold me tight!,”

Before Moxxie knew it of course, he soon had Red riding him cowgirl as she was rocking Native American look, her moans sensual and melodic as her bubbly booty clapped with every impact of their loins. Then taking her from behind as she wore quite a saucy nurse’s outfit, hearts glowing in her eyes as she felt the seemingly endless onslaught of orgasms rocking her body one after the other. Her dressing room starting to look like a tornado was running through it with every passing second and minute of her rut with Moxxie. Showing no signs of stopping as the imp was as skilled as he was addictive for the redhead.

Betty of course stood outside the dressing room door to ensure that nobody would disturb the pair and interrupt their marathon of intimacy, the flapper girl peeping through a narrow gap. Looking on with voyeuristic sensual delight as she was reminded of her own fateful erotic encounter with Moxxie. Nerves tingling with phantom sensations from the raw thrill, biting her lower lip to suppress her moans as she watched Red in her cowgirl get uo being folded in a mating press. Fantasising herself in her friend’s place as her body expressed a desire in possibly giving Bendy a little brother or sister in the future.

All the while Red was now going through her ensembles from Swing Shift Cinderella, her orgasmic howls and moans of passion mixing quite splendidly with her melodious a singing voice as Moxxie continued putting her ex to shame. Her usual musical number now going “Ooooh Moxxie” instead of “Ooh Wolfie” as she kissed and made out with the sexually talented imp, lips and tongues dancing together as she took it in a sideways spooning position. Her ex becoming a very distant memory being put to shame in terms of sexual prowess as that big red length and girth continued to pump away. Her snatch holding onto that red imp cock, not wanting to lose the erotic connection and the sensation of being so well penetrated as it overflowed with an excess of mixed juices.

In the end, the dressing room looked demolished from how wild and passionate the pair had been going at it, as they laid there together on the floor. Intimately embracing as they basked in the afterglow, Betty smiling softly at seeing her bestie having more than enjoyed herself as she left to go tell Millie the good news, that it’s after a quick bathroom trip to scratch her itch because damn her thighs were soaked right now. Meanwhile of course Millie was busy cheering Bendy on as the little spawn of Moxxie and Betty’s one night wailed on Wolfie like he was a piñata. The kid definitely had a future in slapstick comedy, that was for sure.

After that little dressing room romp of course, once she recovered, Red had insisted on having another round with Moxxie back at her place. Betty of course invited herself along, leading to a wild threesome all nighter, Red’s apartment echoing with their passionate cries. Suffice to say, the showgirl was more than happy to want in on the kinky little inner circle her bestie was part of, with Millie’s personal approval of course. As for Wolfie, we’ll he as going to be counting the ceiling tiles in his hospital room for quite some time, Bendy had really done a number on him.

After their passionate encounter of course, Betty wasn’t too surprised when Red had to take some time off from the club for maternity leave. With how raw and thorough the bombshell had been with Moxxie, it was no wonder she’d wound up becoming knocked up. Red was looking quite forward to seeing how adorable the baby would look when they were born or better yet if she might be having twins. But there was no doubt for certain the little tyke to be would be best pals with their half brother Bendy for sure.

In the meantime, Moxxie and Millie returned back to their little slice of Hell as the thespian possum hummed to himself, eyeing a certain business card. Debating if he should call the number on it as as he had some reservations, wondering if he could really even go through with it. On the one hand, it would make some extra cash to cover IMP’s expenses and keep them in the black but on the other, Could he really be so bold as to do such a job like work in porn? Well at the rate of the way things were going, he had feeling it was a worthwhile choice he’d soon have to make

Red/Gallery

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mamaca Carmilla

There were times a guy had to wonder if his life just consisted of being the punchline to a constant barrage of jokes and for the resident sweet possum we know as Moxxie, that had to be a natural fact. Especially when finding himself in the personal headquarters of Carmilla Carmine, the weapons making overlord herself and why might you ask was our dear little thespian here of all places? Well you can thank his boss for that, who had the dumb idea of thinking their business could improve if they got their hands on some premium hardware. And who had the best weaponry around than the overlord who managed to get her hands on angelic steel every post extermination day?

Now Moxxie was lucky at least he managed to talk Blitzo down from actually even thinking of trying to steal from the arms dealer herself but this somehow lead to him being chosen to go make an appointment with the woman herself and use his “natural charm” to persuade her to give them a discount. Though Moxxie knew that would be a bit of a stretch given he knew Blitzo’s thoughtless spending had put them in some major debts…at this rate he wondered if he might have to call the number in that card Nika had provided him a while back. But that was neither here or there for the time being especially given what said card was for, as he soon found himself sitting face to face with the Overdlord weaponsmith herself. As intimidating as she was beautiful to behold but being who and what she was, one wrong move and she would likely lay claim to his soul as collateral.

Carmilla:*Her hair flowing free from it’s usually immaculate twin horns style bun, silently humming as she kept her gaze on the little imp. As if trying to determine something he himself wasn’t aware about him like an enigma wrapped in a riddle, walking out of her sea and hovering around him with her silky grace and poise.* “I can’t say for certain who is more bolder little one, your employer for eben considering if his…operations can warrant a discount, let alone any of my wares. Or you being the one to handle this meeting on his behalf….not thst you haven’t been unpleasant company so far, I have to say….”*She watched the little possum try not to flinch under her gaze or presence, honestly he was just so adorable….and quite handsome in a way, it rather reminded her of the man who gave her her beloved daughters. And it certainly had been quite a while since she truly felt the touch and pleasure of another man, surely this little fellow could be…persuaded to oblige her.*”But that doesn’t mean I’m not above a little negotiating….”

Now Moxxie should’ve known that was a red flag but that soft, alluring sensual smile Carmilla was wearing was just so disarming and truth be told? Among the sort of women that tended to be kryptonite for the little imp were women who radiated what some would call “Big Dommy Mommy” energy. Maybe call it some kink born of his mourning loss of his mother or just how bad an influence Millie had been but the sweet possum just found he couldn’t say no to whatever Carmilla wanted and had in mind. Which might be why things soon began to escalate the way they had and that was saying Something given many of his prior sexual encounters and liaisons.

But of course how many demons let alone imps would find themselves eating out The Carmilla Carmine, as the weapons maker and arms dealing Oerlord say in the edge of the mahogany table. One of her distinct clawed hands holding Moxxie’s oh so adorable little face to her lower regions as she moaned deeply and passionately, the walls and ceiling echoing with the sensual melody. She’d expected quite some effort from the little possum but he was certainly defying or exceeding expectations at the very least. If he kept this up, she’d likely be willing to give him more than just a discount on some of her most choice wares…

But that consideration was growing higher and higher to a degree she’d give the imp discount perks for the rest of his afterlife because she was feeling so damn good right now!! Claws grasping the table as she was bent over it, inch after inch of red hot little demon lover boy dick, no, cock pounding in deep and hard as Moxxie pounded her like a jackhammer. Now Carmilla knew he wasn’t some submissive sort of slut by nature who spread her legs open for any man, if that was the case, she’d certainly have more than 2 daughters. But the moment she got Moxxie naked and laid eyes on that secret erotic weapon of his, it was no small wonder it had turned out like this.

Moxxie of course still couldn’t believe this was happening here and now, being balls deep in Carmilla Carmine herself!! Her immaculate accented voice letting loose with deep, sexual moans, the jiggle of her ash skinned booty with every impact of their loins, the warm, tight embrace of her pussy around his big red imp cock all signs that this was indeed all real and not some kinky lucid dream he was sharing with Millie like that one time, god his wife had quite the kinky imagination. He’d be lying of course if he said that he had never had such fantasies before but really who could blame him? After all on the one hand Carmilla was a stunning woman but in the other she was an Overlord and many of them had their own reputations for a damn good reason!!

Outside the doors of this private office, Odette and Clara had their ears pressed as they eavesdropped on this illicit, steamy meeting curious about the noises coming from it’s usually well soundproofed walls. Blushing in awe and arousal at hearing their mother in the throes of passion, having never thought their usually aloof professional matron could be so wild. It made them wonder just what sort of guy this Moxxie was to get to her like this and it damn sure made them feel tempted have a peek inside and see the spicy action. But they knew they were pushing their luck just listening in on this but good thing they could watch the security camera recordings later on.

Back in the meeting room of course, Carmilla and Moxxie continued to go at it with the intensity and passion of minks in heat, the walls and ceiling echoing with the arms dealing overlord’s cries of pleasure. Deeply moaning as her claws cling to the wall The imp had her pinned up against, her lovely legs wrapped around his waist as he pounded and hammered away into the embrace of her snatch. Pink hearts of lust flowing in her red eyes as her body became reacquainted with levels of pleasure she’d not felt since the fateful encounters which had conceived her two of her precious children. The few words she could spit out consisting of a mix of English and Spanish alike as she urged Moxxie to keep going for as long as he possibly could.

Carmilla”Aaahn, Mi amor…so feisty Nino..you keep being this good and I might wind up falling in love with you, mi carazon…make your mamacita proud papi….”*Ths ash skinned overlord sensually moaned as she now rode Moxxie cowgirl style atop the immaculate Mahogany wood table. Seconds into minutes becoming hours of ceaseless erotic bliss and pleasure as she praised the little imp for his quite gifted talents in making love, deciding he had more than earned a very fine discount one of her her most high quality stock. That is providing he’d be more than open to the idea of renewing this deal in this exact same manner, after all why pass up a chance to have the best sex she’d ever had since the concept of Odette and Clara? Besides which, this little possum was such a damn adorable little sweetheart.*

After what had been quite a marathon of orgasmic love making and a little bit of afterglow snuggling, Carmilla had sent Moxxie on his way with the promise of a discount on any purchase of her weaponry stock and custom orders. Sealing the deal with a kiss of course and promise on regularly “renewing” the aforementioned deal, suffice to say Moxxie knew Blitzo would be a happy camper. Granted the former circus kid would likely assume it’s because he had to do a lot of asskissing, after all would he ever believe Moxxie of all people actually got laid with THE Carmilla Carmine? Now Millie and Loona of course were a different matter entirely and the thespian knew they were going to want any and every single little juicy detail. But as far as Moxxie was aware, he wasn’t sure his generous a discount Carmilla would provide so he knew for sure IMP was going to need a little extra in their petty cash.

I it was then and there as fished out a certain business card from his wallet and eyed the phone number, taking a deep breath as he fished out his cellphone and dialled it. He knew he was taking quite a big step out of his comfort zone but he knew Millie would be more than understanding and the money was sure to be good. Waiting as the dial tone rang through, while in a certain porn studio in Lust City, a phone rang in the office of the head honcho himself as Mr.Sketch was enjoying some quality time in a hot tub with a pair of succubi. The flaming skullheaded enigma reaching out and picking up the receiver as he began speaking to the imp.

Mr.Sketch:”Well now, just the imp I been looking for. You made my day making his call little man because have I got an offer for you….” *The shapeshifting enigma quipped, mentally reminding himself he also had some plans in store for Moxxie as he and the imp had their conversation. Arranging a time and appointment to have the imp come over to the SkullFuck productions studio so they could conduct an interview, formalities had to be met and followed after all. This simple call would be a fateful milestone moment in Moxxie’s infernal life for it would be in this day he’d take his first steps in becoming a porn star. One that Mr.Sketch would find to be quite the rookie success story, to say the very least…..*

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A Little Moxxie Love

Goth Girls gone Wild!

Since that fateful encounter and with each and every occassion her cousins had their turn (and paid her very generously to boot, Vera especially, suprisingly),Joy has been going over the spell that allowed her to live out her greatest fantasy. She longed for more and more of her imp master, so many restless, sleepless nights bordering on insomnia knowing all too well she'd simply wake up cumming from her reoccuring wet dreams. Oh sure it wasn't any problem to use the ritual again whenever she wanted, even aside from times when the other girls wanted for using it themselves, seriously Vera seemed to take a shine as much as she had to that sweet little stud possum Especially after what went down with Vanna and Verity recently, that seemed to really motivate the cinnamon roll but Joy herself, personally she just felt that...maybe, the spell could be improved with one or two minor adjustments, just enough to truly ensure she got the most out of it.

That night had been amazing but as much she could’ve had herself any and every occasion she would have to time to call him up, she hadn’t yet as personally she felt it could be even better if it could last longer and something told her that she was going to need more than a bigger candle. It seemed Satan, Lucifer or whoever had heard her lustful prayers of course as she had soon found contact someone online who also had her own encounter with the imp, GothPiggySlayer2K (aka notorious gaming streamer, Gaz Membrane), who had used the same ritual as her .The pair had come across one another on a message board and started to bond via private back and forth chat dms and emails, sharing the juicy details (video included) of their erotic Moxxie sessions which even saw then establishing a forum and discord channel solely dedicated to the Ritual that made it possible. With members to follow only of course pending exclusive approval, aiming to spread this little happymaker like a sexual chainletter, after all there was no way this woildnt catch in if it hadn’t already.

But digression aside Gaz agreed that she wanted it to last just a little more longer, so many sleepless nights riding the phantom sensations lingering from Moxxie’s cock. So of course the Satanic and ever sadomasochistic Herron met up with the gamer girl at her place and got right to work trying to figure out a solution to their mutual problem and after some experiments, they finally found a way to do so. Using the same wax as the candles to make an electric candle, so long as the candle is powered the ritual will still go, at least in theory so there was one only way to know for sure that it could work in practice. So Gaz and Joy made the necessary preparations and set up the Ritual per the usual way before they soon summoned Moxxie, the new electric candle in effect as the Herron Goth pounce embracing and kissing her imp master lovingly and eager to have her fun.

Moxxie meanwhile understandably briefly panicked when he sees it’s none other than Joy but takes a quick breath to calm himself down, knowing he has improved his stamina since last time. To say the least given how many times he’d been with some of her relatives between now and their first time time together as the goth Herron stripped and assumed a pose on her hands and knees. Presenting herself as she looked over her shoulder then asked Moxxie to command her, eager to be his submissive little plaything which made the imp feel little uncomfortable as he always felt sex and pleasure should be two fold but even Gaz wants to see Moxxie take charge. The gamer girl making her presence known as she looked eager to see him take charge as much as she was down to fuck, the imp deciding to relent and oblige them as he sets up his phone to record, knowing Millie will want to see this before he then took leash and collar to both goth girls and started to give orders to them.

This whole thing naturally soon lead to Moxxie becoming more comfy taking control before he got down to the wild parts, starting off by placing a now equally nude Gaz on the ground and railing her as Joy sat on her face to then stinging the demonic Herron up by the ceiling and railing her from behind as the membrane babe rested nearby. To the two bustsy, thicc goths trapping Moxxie in Marshmallow Heaven as he is wrapped in their large melons or having Gaz smother him with her juicy gamer girl booty cheeks, sensually biting her lip as she thought of doing the same at times to her brother. Gaz could barely keep up at first with both of their staminas and a times almost found herself passed out on the floor bet her thirst and desire to be close and intimate with imp motivated and riled her up, hugging him from behind as she kissed and made out with Moxxie while head hammering away at Joy doggy style. With her hands cuffed to the posts of the bed while his own were playing with her piercings or tugging on her leash, choking her much to her twisted delight and arousal as he called her all kinds of demeaning names.

While she was riding the pleasure and pain train to satisfaction avenue in Bonetown, Joy couldn’t help but feel her twisted, kinky vision play out in her warped mind of her family life with their imp daddy as their king bull daddy of the household. Her Aunts Jane and Veronica with cousin Jen as the on hand sex pets set to be his personal cock onhaoles, Jacqui cam girl and cosplay aficionado and Jena the short stacked spoiled brat as his loyal little moneymakers, ready to fill his bank accounts and have their wombs loaded with his demonic seed. Vanessa and Valentina the creepy twins, the long legged Amazon Vivian and Vera fully booty dreamer alongside her as his devoted brides of darkness, willing to offer their souls bare as many children for him as great aunt Vanna. To think Hell would gift them with such a stud after the sole remaining Herron man not in prison up and left, too scared of his heritage and the responsibility which came with it but his loss was their lord and master Moxxie’s gain.

After one final, orgasm Joy finally loses consciousness which left Gaz the sheer rapture of having some one on one time with the imp who proceed to give her a similar mind shattering climax. Carefully placing the now comatose and blissfully smiling goth babes side by side and tucking them in, he was puzzled and wondering why he wasn't back in hell yet as it felt like he’d been here longer than Ritual candle woild usually last on average. As he went to get his phone, Gaz secretly reached for the electric candle, switching it off just as he got his cell and his clothes before he was back in Hell, sweet Hell. The gamer girl smiling at a successful experiment and dreaming alongside joy sweet sexy dreams of their imp dsddy…snd the future fun to come

Later on Joy woulc check that the secret livestream she’d sent of the sessions to her family members went as successful as the candle experiment, with a certain select few now wanting Moxxie for themselves more so particularly a certainly bootylicious cinnamon roll. Meanwhile Millie would take a copy of the recording he made and sent it to Mr. Sketch who sees potential in the ladies, especially Joy as he checked a file he’d compiled on her and her family. The flaming skullheaded enigma narrowed his eyes as he’d recalled one time he’d scouted Jon Herron…then decided to drop it because the guy got on his nerves, talk about wasted potential.

However his ever capable personal assistant Daria dropped quite a bombshell when she came along and brought him a book of records and files from Hell’s archives and handed it to him. Seems there was something of peculiar interest in regards to the Herron family and even the Kites by proxy as he accepted and read the pages of interest. If he had a jaw in this form, it’d be dropping at what he was reading as it proved to really put the nature of those women into context. Reaching for his phone as he dialled and waited for it to be answered, greeted by the voice of a certain king of Lust.

Mr.Sketch:”Ozzie hey there so….let me just say….WHAT,THE,FUCK?!!”

On earth in no time at all, Gaz and Joy’s private forum and discord would gain major steam and following as like minded goth girls flocked to it or brought in friends who if they hadn’t used the Ritual before hand? It’d be their rite of passage as an initiation test and became unofficially known as the Online Cult of the Red Possum with its ranks including the very person who’d discovered and started spreading the summoning ritual online to begin with. But that was a story for another time among a few others of course and believe you me, it’s a doozy. And the Cult wouldn’t be solely online for long as it’s unofficial wings would soon spread offline in no time.

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Off Script

We find ourselves facing the opening view of a camera recording live, giving us a shot of what seemed like a typical office, the sort befitting a high ranking class executive. The likely owner a titanic violet furred demon catwoman sitting comfy like a queen on her throne with her form barely contained by a stylish suit as she enjoyed the high quality view. Idly swishing her scotch glass in the grasp of her clawed, immaculately manicured hands as she seemed to be awaiting for someone to arrive sooner rather than later. This hellcat is known as Brittany and as one can tell from her body language, she was always on top and always ready to let other people know about it, if not remind them about that fact.

An intercom on her mahogany desk buzzed before she pressed the button to allow her secretary to speak, a meek voice informing her that the intern had arrived per her request or rather demand. The feline diva grinning a fang baring grin as she responded to send him in and prepared to grace this insignificant bug with a chunk of her time and attention, turning her chair around to greet him as he entered. Revealing to viewers that the unlucky sap she was looking ready to toy with was none other than Moxxie who understandably looked like he was walking the Green Mile, making it clear in his own body language that he was aware enough of his employer's reputation to know he was doomed. Standing stiff as a board but shaking enough to show he was plenty nervous as he awaited the beast's sure to be acidic verbal tirade.

Brittany:"Consider yourself lucky to be here, hell if anything you're blessed to even step foot in MY office but just to remind you what's going to happen here. I'm going to break you, little man and you can rest assured I'll savour each moment of it when it comes to a wretched little nobody like you."*The she-hemoth taunted, seduction and confidence to the point of arrogance in her tone as she shifted her legs ala Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct except she was flashing and showing off her black lace thong. Sneering and smirking at the poor little horned possum as he did his best to shift his eyes away yet knew he dare not make it look like he was avoiding her eye contact. The Hellcat executive feeling her ego boosted and stroked as she took a swig of her scotch before resuming her rundown to the intimidated imp.*"You're not here because I think you have potential but because you can be some of amusement to me, so don't go thinking just because you can vainly try to claw your way between my thighs that you can earn yourself a full-time contract here little man. You're here to ease my boredom and it takes something more practical to make me feel anything but that....but first thing's first...."* She stuck out one of her long, powerful legs as she dangled and dropped off her sharp, onyx pitch black high heeled shoe to expose her stocking clad foot.*"Rub my feet and massage my leg...do a good enough job and you can get to literally kissing my ass if that's all you're good for......"

Moxxie was clearly no stranger to being in the presence of and pushed around by women bigger and stronger than him his character giving off the vibe that made it known he was damned if he did or didn't. Stand up for himself and the boss lady would have his ass thrown out or do as he was told and do it right or he'd lose any shot or chance of getting a fulltime paying job here. So he accepted his fate and got to work massaging her feet, the she-devil purring as she had to admit he had some pretty decent technique compared to even the finest spas she'd attended in her idle downtime. Her sadistic glee only growing as he then planted kisses before making his way along her calves and shins to her juicy hips and thighs, tempting him with what laid between the latter.

Yet if Britannia had to say, to this puny little intern imp’s credit, he knew his place but damn he was actually getting kind of wet as she found herself spreading her legs before she knew it. Soon filling her office with deep thrusted moans and growls as grasped those horns, pushing and pressing him deeper against her thin clad snatch to feel thst gifted tongue work it secret magic. Raw ecstasy and bliss running through her massive frame with her clothes soon flying off of her as it was feeling way too damn not all of a sudden. And the little imp with the magic tongue was way too overdressed in her opinion.

The next thing she knows, she was back flat on her desk howling her head off in wanton orgasmic abandon and naked save for her stockings as Moxxie had her pinned down in a mating press. Her violet furred asscheeks clapping as those heavy balls of his smacked against them, inches of his length and girth sliding and plowing into the embrace of her sloppy, horny snatch. Her face and tone of voice a total 180 from the domineering sadist moments prior now little more than a bitch in heat as she hollered for the imp to fuck her deeper and harder. The camera picking up the visible sign of glowing pink hearts in her eyes and the expression on her face that just screamed ahegao.

It was becoming quite the spectacle with Brittany little more than a bitch in heat, allowing Moxxie to assert total control over her as he turned her office into his personal porno playground. From taking her from behind as she was pressed up against the window, her tits rubbing against the cool glass to going into a downward dog. Urging him to slap her ass before her arms and legs gave out and she was soon frontflat on the floor getting it prone bone, ass jiggling eith every impact of his pumping pelvis. Th pair showing no signs of slowing down in the slightest in this marathon of primal lust, lost in their own world snd forgetting set crew watching and shooting on this as it played out before them. The Enigmatic SFP head honcho, Mr.Sketch himself, simply sat in his director's chair, watching the stunning display before him along with the rest of the production crew on set. Who all looked in awe and befuddlement, the female members of staff particulary with lust, at the sight of Brittany of all people getting completely dominated like this. To say it was a rare feat was an understatement, this had seriously never even happened before now and yet here it was being captured on film. The flaming skullheaded bossman's personal assistant blinked as she looked back and forth between the scene before them and the script, leaning towards her employer.

Daria:"Uhm sir....."*The demon gorgon girl whispered, careful not to be picked up by the sound crew's mics. Carefully nuding his broad shoulders as she pointed to the script she had in hand.*"Not to nitpick here but this says she's meant to be topping and dominating him, this was meant to be a femdom office lady scene...."*Her boss looked her way, as he accepted and looked through the script before handing it back to her. Watching him resume his pose of contemplation as he made framing gestures with his hands like he was examining a piece of artwork in progress before him.*

Mr.Sketch:"Then we run with it, all the rare like to throw in a little improv now and then. Who doesn’t enjoy the idea the scary dominatrix CEO becoming her intern's devoted sex kitten? Nothing is hotter than a well played subversive porn trope like that...besides, you want to tell her to stick to the plan?"*Daria noded in understanding, it was a fair enough point and Brittany was looking way too into the mood right now to give a rat’s ass about the script. Simply resuming her place by his side as the director leaned towards his man camera girl and whispered to her in kind.* “Make sure to get some good shots of her O face, viewers love a good ahegao. And don’t forget some choice angles of the little guy’s dick, want to give the female fans their wet dream fuel after all…” *His ever able and handy camera girl Miki nodded in understanding as she adjusted the lens view as instructed. Hot Damn she always loved her job but Moxxie just really made her bring her A game, they hadn’t had a rookie run this good in a while since they can last recall....,*

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Solid Mirage

Among the many distinct nobles of the Ars Goetia, few were considered as much of a hassle to put up with than the one known simply as Mirage. With good reason mind you of course for you see she was what most would consider a borderline force of chaos, prone to commiting many deeds in the living world often for her own personal amusement. Most rumours abounded as to what moments in history could be chalked up to her or whether or not she was being truthful about them. Pompeii, Atlantis, some rumours abounded that she was the source and cause of what brought God's wrath down upon Sodom and Gomorrah as well as Babylon, suffice to say she was not someone you wanted to cross or take notice of you.

But of course that was just what Stella's fop of a brother, that annoying icy peafowl was counting on as Andrealphus had called in a favour with the feline demon. Seems the pompous twerp had thought his sister had some major dirt on Stolas that he felt could be of use and value in giving her an egde in the divorce proceedings besides the fact the owl had been getting frisky with an imp. Okay so maybe Stella wasn't as vindictive about it and not been keeping in touch as much since she for some reason had dediced to, in his own words, slum it up with an imp of her own but damnit that didn't mean she couldn't do him a solid and get him ownership of all Stolas' resources and wealth!! Not that Mirage cared either way, she was always just looking for an excuse to have some fun and deciding to grace Imp city with her presence.

How delightfully drole and amusing it was just walking down the streets, passers-by and onlookers freaking out in varying ways with one demon pouring gasoline and setting himself on fire. Until she arrived at the quaint little rundown looking apartment Stella was slumming it at though it seemed to have gained a few extra storeys and renovations before she knocked and had the peafowl woman answer and grace her with an answer. To say the look of surprise and confusion on her face was funny was an understatement, made the chaotic cat wish she had a camera just to commemorate it as she got to explaining the point of her visit. Mainly and namely just who in all the 9 circles was this measly little imp and what was so special about him that Stella was willing to just let bygones be bygones with Stolas and his...frivolities for lack of a better word with his own clown.

So of course Stella felt the better way to explain was more to show rather than tell as she made arrangements to show Mirage first hand her reasons why. Which was how the feline Goetian demon found herself sitting in the living room with none other than Moxxie sitting across from her. The poor little guy was understandably looking like he was set up to be lynched on a hangman's podium and Mirage was the noose about to go around his neck as he glanced at Stella and Millie peeking through the door as they simply smiled and flashed him thumbs up to wish him luck. He couldn't believe that he was going to have to do what he had to with Mirage, who seemed equal parts bored and impatient, no doubt unimpressed that THIS was what all the fuss was about and that if Moxxie didn't start making with whatever magic he had, well.....terrible things would happen.

So of course in for a penny, in for a pound, Moxxie steeled his nerves as he offered humbly to give Mirage a foot rub which amused the elite demoness as she gracefully stuck out one of her long, luscious legs to oblige him. Only to widen her jade green eyes as she felt the imp get to work as her body began to tingle with a rush of bliss, feeling herself practically unwind and melt under his skilled hands. Shuddering, twitching and barely holding in any gasps or moans before Moxxie went and started planting kisses on her feet, making his way up her silky furry leg as he massaged and kissed way to her hips and thighs. The blueblood chaos demon couldn't believe a damn imp of all things was making her feel so good and....she was actually welcoming this...treacherous affection!! She was an elite class figure who toyed with any bedmates as playthings for her own pleasure alone and yet.....this audacious little possum was so bold and daring as to make her feel...well...like a woman!!

This train of thought had caused her to let her guard down which only gave Moxxie an advantage as he soon had his face under her skirt and between her thighs where she now found herself now experiencing his mouth and tongue eating her out. And oooh how she arched her back and curled her toes as pure sexual ecstasy flowed through her very being from head to toe, all the while her ego tried to rail against this and remind her that she was letting a damn imp have his way with her. Her libido on the other hand was speaking on a higher volume and telling her, stuff her pride and just enjoy feeling like a star in one of those trashy porn movies. Even if that Mr.Sketch guy did admittedly put out some pretty creative classy material for what amounted to smut of course....

Any other trains of thought the noble feline she-devil had were pretty much derailed from the fact she was getting the best damn fuck in forever since the last time she can recall. Surges of mindnumbing, unadulterated ecstasy and bliss running through her every nerves in every fibre of her being as she dug her claws into the material of the couch. Laying back with Moxxie mounted atop her as the imp pumped and thrust his big imp cock into her snatch with such speed that his hips were blurring. But really who could blame him given he was motivated by total scarousal here to being his A game to a high class elite demon who was said to have had a hand in the infamous siege of Troy...yeah it was hard to tell rumours and facts when it came to Mirage.....

But of course Stella and Millie never had any doubt in their minds about their man when it came to his ability to please any woman sexually, least of all an elite like Mirage. Made them shudder softly to even think what'd happen if they set him loose on Heaven all rabid and horny...to say nothing of the stray thoughts Stella had been having herself lately about indulging in porn as a hobby. And not as in collecting and watching every and any single skinflick Moxxie was in but actually, actively performing in it. It would certainly have its advantages, the obvious of which was busy being balls deep in Mirage as any low opinions or expectations she had were being shattered but not as intense as the orgasms on her mind.

Suffice to say that Mirage wasn't leaving that apartment until the next morning with quite a distinct limp in her step of course. As well as a very dopey little smile that it clear she was feeling so damn high right now as she came home to soak up in a nice cool tub of the richest creams and milks with some ice to sooth her deliciously sore body. Idly burshing off a phonecalll from Stella's pretentious icy windbag of a brother who was looking for any details in regerds to her investigative efforts. To which she simply told him his sister was a big girl who could make her own choices and was very happy right now with bigger and better things.

One of which made the feline demon shudder as she felt the phantom sensations rock her body from recalling the absolute pelvis bruising Moxxie had given her. Made her wonder how many other ladies in her social circle could maybe stand to get a good imp dicking to get those figurative sticks out of their asses and those silver spoons out of their mouths. Really for a chaos demon like her, there was no way she could pass up a chance to sow a little discord, honestly if anything the high society scene could be sooooo dull with all its soap opera nonsense. Plus who'd make a fuss about Stolas getting freaky with some imp when nearly every duchess and baroness would soon be getting some of their own.......

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Spider...DUST?!!

Now Angeldust would tell you personally, even if you didn't ask him that he was plenty of things people could and would accuse him of being and he'd say it with a sense of pride, naturally. A lush, a junkie, a homo, a drag queen and certainly more than a few unpleasant terms for the likes of him but especially a slut and a whore but given the psychotic pimp bastard he was stuck working for? Yeah small wonder booze, sex and drugs tended to be his escape at least for a time and yes, he can and has had some bad ideas and done a lot of equally stupid and crazy stunts but this? This had to be his craziest one yet but hey being horny and pent up did things for a guy, straight, gay or bi and it wasn't like this would get him in too much trouble...hopefully...

Assuming of course Charlie, Vaggie or Husker never found out about it, nevermind how fucking livid Valentino would be about it but hey when you were a thirsty drag queen whore like he was? Might maybe explain why he was swinging around on the border between Imp City and Pentagram town in a goddamn Spider-Man costume looking for the little dude that Hell's princess had on over for some fun way back. Okay so sue him, he was horny and it didn't help that Cherry-bomb had been sharing some of her purchases from Skullfuck productions, those Mysterious M movies were wet dream goldmines so here he was looking to find the little dude and surprise him. From what he'd heard through the grapevine, shake your ass just right his way and he'd be all on you like a fly on sugar and hey the costume had a purpose besides making his sexy self look even hotter.

It'd keep his identity hidden so that way Val wouldn't think he was trying to make moves with the competition, that moth was still sore about his last two bitches up and quitting on him. Besides which how many other spider-demons, hellborn or sinner, were there in the population of Hell anyway? But of course the rehabbing junkie paused that train of thought as he spotted his target entering the office building that was home to IMP and of course Verosika's personal recording studio, if ever opportunity was knocking well who was he to refuse her call like this? The cosplaying pornstar landing and chasing after, just in time to enter the elevator before it closed on him...leaving him all alone with the one and only Moxxie, who was looking pretty haggard, a cup of coffee in hand labelled Foxxie for some reason and a stack of papers in the other.

Now why was Moxxie looking so stressed you might ask wasn't a difficult query to answer as he was in the midst of having to sort through IMP's finances at the moment. Seems Blitz and Stolas hit a rough patch in their not quite relationship and well...broke up but not quite broke up..not that Verosika was surprised it happened. It was debateable whether or not they'd patch thigns up but right now Blitz was going through major post break up blues....by being very fucking reckless with the budget to a point that they were likely facing a goddamn financial apocalypse!! 2 weeks and a half weeks so far and he was ordering 100 of taxidermied owls to burn, wasted the pensions on fucking horse plates and was busy drowning his sorrows in ice cream, spray can cheese and binging Ghostfuckers!!

All the while sending their company into a fuckdamn downward spiral of bankruptcy which they might not recover from if he didn't sort out the goddamn accounting math but the numbers just weren't adding up!! He needed to vent big time or he'd snap and do something.....something...he didn't know what but damnit now he wondered if he had to be hallucinating or something because there was some sexy bitch in a Spider-man costume in the elevator with him. Was there a costume party going on he wasn't aware of, maybe some stripper or gigolo for one of the incu or or succu-bitches in Verosika's studio? Wait what if he was yet another pointless waste of the company's budget by Blitz, the damn emotional trainwreck?!!

Angel of course, ever one to not read the vibe or mood in a room when it came to someone's body language and state of mind, began pouring on the charm as he flexed and posed like the man-whore he was. It certainly helped his costume hugged his curves in all the right ways, especially highlighting his prominent chest so small wonder in the right sort of angles and lighting that you could pass him off for a woman in some cases. Shaking his obscenely naughty ass Moxxie's way as if tempting and courting the stressed imp whose brain was in a whole other place and set to go off like a ticking time bomb and he didn't know it. All the sinner knew for sure was one way or another, he was going to get his ass tapped and beat like a bongo drum, assuming he didn't have to drop further hints and starting sucking the imp's dick of course at this rate.

Well he got it and then some and ooooh did Angel never think it possible he could moan so deeply and sensually like that in such a way you'd really mistake him for a woman. More so given the major boner he was pitching as his dick was letting loose with jizz but really with how Moxxie's cock was hitting his prostate?! Small wonder as the imp currently had him bent over and pressed up against the wall, his six arms bracing their palms firmly against the surface to hold on for dear life. His manwhore bubble butt clapping those cheeks as there was a hole torn in that portion of his costume all the better for Moxxie's access as his pumped and thrust away like an erotic jackhammer.

It was a long elevator ride but really the fact Angeldust kept pressing the buttons to keep it going up and down might've helped with that as he wanted Daddy Moxxie here to keep going until he was satisfied. If he wasn't at least barely walking out of here numb and with a distinct limp than he was clearly not getting his own fill yet because hot damn this was a better high than any amount of booze or drugs....certainly a lot better than Valentino's slimey self for sure!! The cosplaying sinner pornstar riding the momentum as he welcomed Moxxie groping and having his way with his furry chest and his bubbly ass as he unknowingly became maybe the first guy Moxxie had ever been with sexually since his ex. But obviously the less said about that not missed shark scuzzbag the better......

After a couple orgasms more, Moxxie finally stepped out of the elevator, seeming a little less tense and perhaps a tad tranquil enough before the stress of this mathematical nightmare took hold again. Taking his leave on his way to work as he left Angeldust slumped in the corner exhausted, sweaty, sticky and feeling oh so damn good right about now. Managing to clean himself up and be a bit more presentable or as one could be in a Spider-Man costume with his bare ass showing. Exiting the elevator and the building to make his way back to the hotel and change out of it, after a quick shower or few of course.

The sinner of course paused mid-stride as he cut a short cut through an alley, finding his path blocked by the infamous She-Venom herself. The symbiote clad sinner looming over him, eye lenses narrowing as she leaned close, baring her fanged mouth in a snarl as she made an I'm watching you gesture at him. Never breaking eye contact as she crawled up the walls and was soon webswinging her way out and about Imp City as its unofficial lethal protector, content her Imp Prince Charming was safe and sound. Now Angeldust wasn't much into women far as anyone knew but he certainly had to say....that bitch was scary hot as all fuck.....

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Kirishima's Mystique Party 5

The Iron Bitch!!

Meghan Harkness was an enigma of a woman and few at L.A.B headquarters could tell or say much about her, hell even her file couldn’t list her exact age but damn If she didn’t have that whole silver fox vibe going on. I’m talking the sort of looks as tones thst could make any milf connoisseur drop their jaws and pitch raging tent hard-ons and she damn well knew it. Even the most heterosexual woman would find herself feeling a little curious what it’d be like to have a stunner like that kiss her and yes, she was sexy and she damn well knew it. So naturally she had a libido with energy to spare and the infamous Iron Bitch was always on the lookout for a stud or few who could scratch her itch.

So naturally when a certain elf babe who owned and ran a certain adult film studio called her looking to cash in a solid, she was in the first express flight to Japan. If it was one thing she could count on, it was that Syx had an eye and a talent for good time when it came to A girl getting laid. All she usually had to do in return for such favours was the odd skin flick here and there but this one sounded worth it for sure. All she had to do was to find a certain stud the platinum haired elf had her eye on and give him a, hands in review so to speak, and stream it to her, nothing too complicated.

Granted Meghan didn’t usually didn’t go out her way to do some college hero kid in training but going by some key juicy details Syx had so generously shared and provided? This Red Riot guy seemed like he might give Hammer and Stampede a run for their money but there was only one way to be sure. Fortunately it wouldn’t take much time and effort to locate him as she found him at the local Pinnacle of Physique gym, right when she had chosen to have her own workout there. Idly doing her bicep curls as she eyed the sturdy himbo and she had to say Mama likey.

There he was in his gym wear doing some press lifts in every variety there was, those sculpted muscles oozing strength and power and dripping with sweat. To Harkness, he was like an alpha male in the wild courting an eager mate and from some of the other ladies in the gym watching, she wasn’t the only one making a waterfall between the legs right hearing his subliminal mating call. But as far as the Iron Bitch was concerned, they were going to have to wait in line because she wanted that hunka burning love to tap her buns of steel first. So fortunate for ever that she had made arrangements with the owner of this gym, Mo Hani, to schedule her an appointment in one of the the private “Sexercise” rooms, now she just hade to quit pussyfooting around and make a move.

Now from what she had read up on the guy, it was best to go for the direct approach right off the bat so she opted to do just that. Making her way on over after he had finished his press lift routine and told him in no uncertain terms that he was going to her designated workout partner. Far as she knew and was concerned, didn’t matter how many women this guy had been with prior, nevermind the fact he was in a threesome relationship, this himbo was still just a little boy who was going to be putty in her hands. Meghan Harkness in her mind saw herself as a moan of experience and standards and no man was a proper stud until they proved it to her first hand.

Meghan:”OOOOH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!! Fuck fuck fucking yeah!! Fuck me harder!!”*Well she wasn’t one to never admit when she could be wrong but ooh was she ever glad to be proven so. The Sexercise room echoing with her wanton whorish moans and cries of sexual ecstasy as Kirishima was fucking her deep and hard. The sturdy stud had clearly taken her hunt in board that she wanted a good, fierce fucking that would leave a porn star limp and numb but he was clearly going plus ultra!! Currently performing a standing fuck as their naked bodies smacked into one another, his powerful arms hooked around those lethal legs of hers as he thrust and pumped like a jackhammer.*

How Harkness loved it, this was exactly how she liked it when getting sexual with a man, to be not treated like a delicate flower but to be fucked raw and hard. To be left feeling so sore and numb thst she wouldn’t be able to feel like she could be walking for a week and with the way the hardening hero was working her over? It’d feel like two at the least if not a month at the most as he kept pounding her like a genetic jackhammer, currently being taken from behind as eh was pinned uo against the window of the private room. The young buck pumping and pounding away like a ma posssed, driven to prove and meet whatever standards the Iron Bitch had for him as he smacked and made that ass jiggle and clap.

As if there needn’t be any further proof how aroused she was, she was utilising her quirk IronClad to its fullest, her peak Olympian bombshell figure now an organic metal capable of withstanding explosive and artillery firepower. Glistening with an erotic sheen as the sturdy himbo unintentionally assaulted her in her favourite position, the spread eagle, her ankles in his grasp as he brought her to orgasm over and over. Making her grip the gym mat for dear life as her lust grew like gasoline being poured in a raging fire as she delighted jn this hunky Japanese himbo putting Hammer and Stampede to shame.

Honestly she hadn’t felt this fuck a good since thst time she’d met All Might personally and this young gun had a magnum dong on par with this which he was putting to good use. Japan, especially and specifically UA was clearly not lacking or slacking in prodding it’s hero students a proper sexual education unlike some of their counterparts in the states and Kirishima was proof of that. She could think of few girls back hime who could use some quality time with this Hardening bull who continued to keep going at it like a train on the tracks with no sign of stopping. Showing he was no stranger to being a woman to the peak of of orgasmic ecstasy over and over and giving Harkness one hell of a sexual workout.

Those who didn’t know what Meghan Harkness was like in private and off the clock would no doubt be shocked to witness her being an Iron Bitch of a different sort, as her organic metal bombshell body continued to become assaulted by the raw primal caveman libido of the Red Riot. From attempting to dominate him in cowgirl and amazing press postion to finding herself in a mating press after once again being out in her much beloved spread eagle, to taking it from behind from downward to full on doggy style to prone as hea heavy metal ass was beat like a drum. The rhythm of pornographic passion ringing through the Sexercise room as Mo Hani watched with voyeuristic delight on the other side of the window, taking in Harkness’ ahegao expressions as the Iron Bitch rode another simultaneous orgasm with her sturdy himbo bull. It was a full on marathon rodeo of relentless sex as the Iron Bitch learned fist hand that Kirishkma could be a riot in the sheets as much as on the streets.

It was a while before theIron Bitch had finally finished her time in there, that is after a couple more creampies as she was soon back in work at Ebon City. Radiating wit a raw glow of erotic satisfaction and of course Kirishima’s contact details on her cellphone, making plans to arrange a special thanks for him such as arranging her next round of shore leave for her next dose of the Red riot experience. Sensually biting her lip as she shuddered at the phantom sensations lingering from the heavy trio and smacks of Kirishima’s firm, skilled hands, that boy was a Man alright. One she wasn’t going to forget as she had herself a naughty little idea as she sat alone in her private office.

Back with our favourite sturdy himbo of course, who was relaxing on the couch of the apartment he shared with his two main alpha girls, he blinked as he saw his cellphone buzz on the coffee table. Picking it up to ooen and see the notification, he widened his eyes and blushed to find Harkness had sent him a naughty nude pic. The MILF quality military heavy metal woman rocking a sensual grin as she laid on the couch, posing erotically with nothing on but her stockings and high heels. A caption reading “Thinking of you and missing you already Red, little fuel for your wet dreams…”

Naturally because of how his luck liked play out the way it did, who should happen to also see this picture but Mina and Maya, clad in just bathrobes as they were in their way to share a shower together. Twin grins of sensual delight and mischievous lust in their faces as they made it clear they liked what they saw and their alpha male was going to tell them every juicy detail about his new naughty lady friend. In the shower of course because no way they were going to wait until afterwards when it’d be so much more fun and steamy. But even more so when they’d personally meet the Iron Bitch herself…thiugh they who’d to wonder with her quirk and all, was she related to Tetsutetsu?

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Ride the Lightning!!

Brynn Thora hated boredom and there was nothing more boring than having to lie low while waiting for the heat to die down but Dr.Gia Knome’s orders had pretty damn absolute forwards her and her partners in the Valmyra trio. Lay low and wait for the heat to die down in Ebon City so here they were biding their time in Japan playing tourist and it was so damn boring. Oh sure it was easy enough for her partners Kara Shango and Sheila to play it low key but she wanted some action damnit! Asses to kick, names to take and if it wasn’t too much to ask then maybe a nice big cock to enjoy!!

But leave to Knome and Ms.Napalm to be total buzzkills and insist she not go looking for or making trouble which was of course the cause of her boredom. Damn it was it too much to least go hit up a gym or a bar or something? Still far as she knew, they never said anything about the local arcade and okay sure maybe she didn’t need to hit up those chumps for some change but hey she needed enough hen coins after all. Not her fault Japanese arcades had such a variety of fun and addictive games right?

But of course it figures her antics would get the attention of one of the local friendly neighbourhood capes and masks crowd as she felt someone tap her shoulder. Pouting as she had to interrupt her play through of the fighting game she was checking out to see who had the bad timing to bother her. Only for the dark skinned punk biker Amazon to develop a stunned expression and a small blush as she laid her eyes on our resident favourite sturdy himbo for the first time in her life. To say she was feeling so horny right now was an understatement as she could feel the sensual electricity running through her veins…and deciding she had just found a new and way more fun way to kill off her boredom.

The next thing Kirishima knew, he was sent hurdling out through the arcade window, arcs of electricity running along his bidy from having taken a taser style punch from the thug babe. Just his luck he found himself seeming to deal with what had to be Denki if one of his chromosomes hadn’t lost a leg and had been born a vicious, If admittedly hit sexy black woman. Thora herself emerging from the make shift exit she had made as she was cracking her knuckles, a grin of wicked glee on her sexy face as her body surged with electrical energy, lights flickering and going haywire around her. Seeing the sturdy himbo still standing even after having taken a charged sucker punch like that was all the sign she needed thst this beefcake was going to be fun to play with.

Soon as Kirishima properly got to his feet, he was finding a 5’11’’ milk chocolate Amazon coming his way like a freight train as he hardened up against the force of her electrically charged body tackle. The hero and villainess proceeding to commence brawling which for Thora was so damn arousing. Locking up and clashing against a prime hunk of man meat who could take a licking and keep on ticking was making her so damn wet that before the Red Riot knew it, she suddenly pounded on him. Arms and legs wrapping his muscle mountain frame as she pressed his lips to his, shoving her tongue into his mouth as she proceeded to make out him, uncaring that she was giving into her libido.

Now this wasn’t Kirishima’s first rodeo but Damn if this woman wasn’t intense, of course Brynn Thora was one third of Gia Knome’s infamous Valkymra trio so it was to be expected. But as UA taught them when it came to any sort of crisis or situation, you got to go plus ultra so our course he began to return the make out in kind. Thora purring with a sultry moan at the sturdy himbo suddenly finding some will to start asserting dominance as she felt herself pinned up against a wall. Their brawl from moments ago having taken them to an isolated alleyway as she and her designated man meat targets rated to get one another’s clothes off of each other and ooh if she liked what she saw before, the sight of that naked Adonis body was making her fall in love.

The dark skinned electric Amazon had to wonder how many female suoer criminals around here must’ve lined up to have this hero handle them personally because if this was how did things? Christ she’d glsdly let him arrest her if it meant he’d give her conjugal visits to punish her for being such a bad girl but of course she wasn’t going to make it easy for him oh no. Hence she’d add in a little taster like jolt or jab as she battled for dominance, their bodies naked in that alleyway as she bounced and rode her milk chocolate form cowgirl style with relentless passion and lust, her juicy tits bouncing hypnotically as she shot the sturdy himbo a cheeky look as if asking if he was going to break under this. Only to gasp and howl with erotic delight as he suddenly smacked her ass snd proceeded to turn the tables on her, pouncing and putting her in a mating press.

Oh of course she was loving each and every damn second of such displays of manly virility and prowess from the chivalrous stud, this was how a real man should be. There were plenty of chumps back home who could learn to take notes ona thing or two from this himbo on how to treat and handle a woman, most of them were all cock and balls with nothing else to go for them who could barely back uo their words. But Kirishima was nothing like those weaklings and wanna bes, he was a man of action and impact and oooh it was showing, the raw feel of his length and girth hammering inch after inch to pound her womb. The heavy weight of his balls slapping her jiggling ass, of his powerful Herculean form looming over and pressing against her own amazonian figure snd the taste of heir tongues dancing together with a sloppy desire signifying the forming of a mutual lust between them.

Brynn found thst her electrical attacks were starting to lose some effect on the sturdy himbo but quite frankly,she was too horny to care or give a damn. She was feeling too damn good right now being taken to erotic heaven and back as she found herself held up in the air, her legs trapped in the embrace of a Kirishima’s powerful arms as he made her bounce and ride in his cock. The pair in a standing fuck postion, his feet planted firmly on the ground as his skin showed telltale signs of him using his quirk to enhance his erotic subduing of the dusky suoer criminal, her body pressed and rubbing up against him as they kissed and made out becoming lost in their own pornographic world. A puddle of sweat and juices building beneath them as they showed little to no signs of stopping this spontaneous act of sexual combat.

The number of orgasms she had kept hitting her one after another, unable to keep count in comparison with how many times he blew those delicious loads, the feel of her snatch and as showe being flooded or the taste on her tongue as she drank it up pure euphoria. Some of it marking her skin in a delightful contrast as they went through a kama sutra worth of positions, doggy style to seated lotus as blue eyes shine with lust at blood red ones, her tongue licking at those razor sharp shark like teeth. Until they reached the literal and figurative climax, sharing one final simultaneous orgasm together as Brynn Thora suddenly unleashed an emp shockwave while they’d been once again in her favourite position, the Spider/squatting bull.

By the time Kirishima had recovered from that literally shocking climax, Brynn was gone no doubt having likely made her escape in the confusion and aftermath. Albeit she'd left behind a little something to remember her by, having written her contact details on the palm of his hand which he'd copied on his phone. Soon as he was dressed and back home, having had a shower naturally after such an encounter, he'd sent her a text both thanking her for a fun albeit randomly wild time and giving her a friendly warning to never let it happen again of course. Though knowing his luck, it likely would play out that way of course, the universe had a quirky sense of humour.

Brynn a few days later was back home in Ebon City and up to her usual antics with her fellows in the Valkymra trio as the dusky skinned amazons were busy showering after a little off the clock rough housing with some local biker dudes. Their milk chocolate forms glistening under the steamy water as Thora was busy soaping herself up before she checked her cellphone for any notifications to clear and catch up on. Seeing the text from Kirishima as she licked her lips sensually, grinning as she shuddered recalling the phantom sensations of that spontaneous encunter before she got herself a wicked little idea. Deciding the best response would be to send the sturdy stud a sexy pic as she took a nude selfie of herself in the shower, flexing and pumping her bicep as she shot him a wink and a smile ensuring he got a good view of wet, naked Amazonian form.

Naturally this got the attention of Sylvia Simone and Kara Shango who wondered just what sort of guy their teammeate was going out their way to show off for, after all any guy she made effort like that for was worth notice. Naturally this lead to her sharing the juicy dirty little details of her Red Riot experience in Japan which soon resulted in Kirishima's phone being blown up with naughty nude pics of a wet, naked amazon trio as Thora promised next time she'd bring her friends. And he knew it was only a matter of time until Mina and Maya saw these and wanted details themselves and he knew for sure, this clash of Red, Pink and Blue against this milk chocolate trio was going to be a wild one. And somewhere, Mineta fell to the ground on his knees cursing out God as he wondered why he was feeling a major case of blue balls.

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Bonnie's Riot

Bonnie Rockwaller liked to think of herself as a girl who enjoyed the finer things in life, was that too much to ask? Just because she was in high school didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy a little luxury and pampering after all like a little power shopping and a spa trip now and then. Or being the trophy girl for some nice strapping studly hunk who’d worship the ground she walked on but not be a total simp, after all you couldn’t really respect someone who blindly kissed your ass. But alas to be her was a curse which meant quality men were few and between but maybe this little personal trip to Japan might at least make for a nice mood easer and confidence boost.

so imagine her surprise snd delight to encounter none other than Ms.Syx, the infamous owner and operator of Manaworld Pictures at a locale cafe during one of her tourist outings snd the woman thought she had potential?! Hey Bonnie wouldn’t deny she enjoyed a good skin flick now and then and the porno put out by the likes of MP, Double Z studios and Skullfuck Productions was some quality material much of which made up her personal collection back home. And the violet elf herself was willing to give her a shot at an audition but of course she had to her just one little favour to secure herself such a solid. All she had to do was meet and fuck a certain spruce Syx had been scouting personally as a potential talent to sign and she was good as gold, honestly Bonnie couldn’t have said yes fast enough and all Syx had to do was name the time and place.

So there Bonnie sat looking cool, calm and aloof as she sat in the infamous casting couch room but internally she was feeling so wet right now wondering what sort of virile, well endowed stud Syx wanted her to give a test drive. She wasn’t made to wait long as the snow haired violet shadow elf entered the room with none other than Kirishima in tow and Bonnie had to say, she was quite liking what she saw. Yes our sturdy hero had decide to take plunge and call the number on the business card he’d been provided some time back, thanks to some gentle persuasion of course from Ms.Midnight and to say he was nervous was an understatement. But of course Mina and Maya reassured him he was more than capable of stepping up to and meeting any challenge, after all didn’t a real man always welcome opportunities like this?

So here was how he found himself in the casting couch room, stripping down to his boxers, much to Syx and Bonnie’s delight of course as the elf woman went over to handle the tripod mounted camcorder. Eager to document this sure to be an arousing audition as the Red recording light came on, Bonnie stripping down to her own simple but very sexy bra and panties as the cheerleading hottie wasted no time in initiating action. Pressing herself against hat warm, firm muscular frame, tits rubbing against his pecs as she locked lips with him. Making out with little to no restraint on her inhibitions as her tongue explored and massaged those oh so sharp, shark-like teeth, moaning as she felt him grab and squeeze her luscious, caramel tanned ass.

Syx sensually licked snd bit he lips at the passion commencing before her, compared to prior events before, it was a whole different but delicious experience to witness Kirishima in action up close and personal like this compared to seeing him via secret camera screens. Bonnie was certainly admiring the view of such a prime physical specimen so up close and personal, those abs were so cut and ripped that you could grate cheese on them as she felt them up with her hands. All the while she pushed and rubbed herself up closer against that powerful form, her body becoming oh so tingly in all the right places as they made out before she soon found her bra falling off. What a gentleman full of surprises, to think at some point during their steamy make-out session he somehow managed to undo the clasp, could she be any hornier than she already was right now?

But of course that was neither here or there as to how he'd managed to do that when right now was all about making sweet, passionate primal fuck. Syx watching on and recording with voyeuristic glee & awe as the now naked pair were commencing with a horizontal 69 on the couch, Bonnie's eyes glowing with lust as she sucked and blew on Kirishima's cock. All the while the sturdy himbo massaged her bubble butt in his grasp as he ate her out, lapping away at her pussy with that oh so skilled tongue of his as the cheerleading hottie struggled erotically to deepthroat his length and girth as if wanting to suffocate on that fuckhammer with no regrets. The elf woman feeling her stocking clad thighs become warm and sticky from the flow of nectar seeping out and to think, this was just the foreplay!!

Naturally once they got to the main event, Syx was getting her figurative money’s on camera was Bonnie was riding the sturdy himbo in reverse cowgirl. Straddling and bouncing in his lap as he sat and pumped his powerful hips, Bonnie’s a shameless, passionate ahegao expression as she relished the sensation of this meaty fuckhammer penetrsting her sloppy snatch. Her stomach showing a distinct numbing bulge indicating the delethnsnd reach of his length and girth hitting her wilmb and stretching inner muscle walls of her oussy in ways no toy could ever hope to match, wanton moans escaping her drooling lips as he groped and squeezed her perky caramel tan titties. Before making her gasp as he hooked his arms around her legs, pulling them back until her ankles were on either side of her head as he stood uo to commence pounding her in a full nelson position much to cheerleader and elf babe’s delight.

Syx was relishing such displays of manly dominance and assertion of sexual skill, making sure the camera had a good shot of those interconnected loins as he licked her lips at how inches of thst pussy pleasing assclapping slab work it’s lewd magic. The look of Bonnie clearly having her mind broken by such raw, relentless pleasure as lik glowing hearts were visible in her eyes and the hardening bull stud was only just getting started. Putting that flexible cheerleader body of hers to its limits as she was getting filed in a combined mating/pile driver press, her tanned booty cheeks clapping and jiggling with those balls smacking those thunderbuns in any and every postion possible wit his stamina and staying power. Those dumb jocks and pretty boys back in Middleton had nothing on this beefcake…well except for that Soppable dweeb who haunted her wet dreams of course, stupid cue sexy need!!

From being bent over or hanging off the edge of the couch was she was taken from behind doggy style to laying front flat on the seat or floor as he plowed her prone bone. The feel of his strong muscle tank of a body pressing down on and rubbing against her own bombshell form a thrilling sensation in tandem with that jackhammering cock that relentlessly brought her to orgasm over and over. Kissing and making out with him whenever she coild out her whorish lips to use, having her tongue dance with his in a sloppy game of spit swapping tonsil hockey. But of course being the every obliging erotic gentleman and chivalrous stud he was, he certsimly made sure her ass and mouth got just as much of a workout.

Bonnie certainly approved of course as she became more than willing to wanting to be the sturdy himbo’s personal pocket pussy, or dare she hope a regular scene partner of his in Syx’s porn movies. That is providing the elf woman managed to get him to agree to work for her and she had done a good enough job in this casting couch to eewrn her own contract. But for the moment, she was busy being taken to satisfaction avenue on pleasure town and Kirishima was the stud training taking her there for a ride. Each and every single orgasm a punch on her ticket there as seconds passed into minutes and followed to hours.

When it was finally all said and done, Bonnie laid on that couch limp as a ragdoll, a fucked silly smile on her face as her body was soaked with sweat and cum. Kirishima panting as his body recovered from that intense session looking to see Syx pleasuring herself, flicking her bean as she had jilled off to the raw passion she witnessed before her. Deciding that she had done enough as she kept the camera rolling, stripping herself naked as she made her way over to Kirishima with a seductive sway and sashay of her luscious bombshell form. She felt it was now high overdue time she cut right to business and talked with the sturdy stud about utilisiing his sexual potential to its absolute fullest, that is after a little...personal hands on review of course. Sinking down to her knees on the floor as she grasped and began to stroke his cock, breathing new life in it as she gave him an encouraging blowjob, moaning at the tase of the mixed sticky juices.

It wasn't long after that that Manaworld Pictures announced it had signed some new talent with some major potential that they hiped would develope a solid fanbase. Bonnie of course was only too happy to have her picture displayed, posing in some sexy lingerie as the attached article hyped up her pending on screen debut, remarking that she had earned herself a contract after an above and beyond performance in a casting couch session. Said session ahd also included her fellow rookie, whose name and face were withheld, known only as Mr.R but Syx herself was quoted as saying she saw a very bright future in porn for this more than capable stud. Even stating that his debut feature would see her personally doing scenes with him, to the shock and surprise of many as Syx didn't often work with her rookies right off the bat.

Kirishima since that day of course was nervous-cited (both nervous and excited at the same time) admittedly at the prospect that he had actually agreed to work in porn. But he certainly couldn't deny it made Mina and Maya equal parts happy, proud and aroused that their man was going to make many women very happy by being the stud they knew he could be on camera. Though he was curious if it'd be any different to what he had going on in his life right now where it seemed like his life was one whole ongoing porno. But hey apples and oranges, though he seriously hoped Midnight didn't find out, lord only knows how horny it would make her.....

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A Little Moxxie Love:Game On!

It was days like this that Gaz often hated the most in her dreary little life, in this middle of nowhere town. Despite the odd entertainment from her big brother trying to be a beacon of sanity and logic in a town full of apathetic morons and the presence of a total failure of a would be alien conqueror, she was finding herself bored. Absolutely bored out of her mind to a point that not even her usual outlet of video games could do anything about it. Suffice to say, she fucking hated it.

So of course a bored Gaz made for a different sort of Gaz especially at her age when puberty and hormones really hit the jackpot on her body. Not to mention left her with quite the libido which of course meant a bored Gaz made for a very horny Gaz, hence her current situation at this time. Wherein she borrowed some of her erstwhile big brother's stock of spelldrives which she had set up in a nice clear spot in her gamer den of a room, in a way that was reminiscent of a Satanic ritual. Which it pretty much was, according to the instructions on this website she found up, it was amazing what you could find online these days.

The thicc semi-shortstack gamer babe checked back and forth between her summoning circle and the copy of the ritual guide she had printed out, nodding her head as everything seemed accurate enough. Usually this sort of crap required stuff like candles and the kind of stuff witches liked to throw into their spell cauldrons, but with this all it took was the push of a button and if this worked out right, Gaz was sure to likely get some well hung demon hulk who could fuck her so hard that she would be numb and practically in an erotic coma. At least she figured that's what this ritual would give her, its guarantee was that it would produce the finest sexual lover in all of Hell itself to satisfy her sexual cravings, all without having to risk anything like her immortal soul. So what did she have to lose?

Gaz:*checks the printed out guide and instructions, making sure everything was set up as need be. Time to see what sort of standards hell had it when it came sexually satisfying a succubus.*"Alright let's see now.....huh, this stuff's like setting up that mousetrap board game, a hassle when you start but worth it once you start playing it. Lights off, circle drawn, glowsticks in place of candles...let's rock..."*The intimidating gamer girl figured she might recommend this to some friends of hers like Me-KO if this proved to be an experience worth it. Typing in the key magic words as soon her elaborate spell-drive Satanic ritual began to kick into effect.*

Her bedroom began to glow with an eerie crimson hue, violet fog flooding the floor as the spell-drives pulsed with electrical currents, power running akin to a Tesla coil as the Pentagram formed a soft tornado of red smoke. This was it, time to see what sort of horse cocked incubus or knot packing hellhound would be pounding and stretching her pussy something fierce. Only for her eagerness to deflate like a balloon losing its air as the light show ended, the crimson twister fading to reveal...AN IMP?!! That was the ideal sexual lover in all of the 9 circles of brimstone and damnation, the lowest creature on the totam pole in all demon hierarchy?!!

This of course wasn't just any ordinary imp of course but our one and only favourite resident sweet possum boi Moxxie, who had nothing but a towel around his waist as this summoning ritual happened to kick in just as he had finished showering after a recent hit. Last thing he needed was to head home with Millie and Loona while still covered in blood and viscera when next thing he knows, this shit happens AGAIN?! All the poor little guy could think was hopefully it wasn't that Joy girl again, that goth babe had been a FREAK!! He swore that Herron girl had to be a succbus in human skin as he adjusted his golden eyes to the lighting and spotted Gaz and ooh he had a feeling that look on her face made it clear first impression weren't off to a good start.

Moxxie:"Well uhm....this is awkward....have to say far as this kind of thing goes, the techno/cyberpunk approach is pretty new to me. I mean not my first time being summoned believe you me and uhm..." *Oh he was trying to break the ice, points for effort but the short-stack gamer girl clearly wasn't in the mood. As she stomped on over to him which made her sizeable tits and ass jiggle and bounce in a way that was hypnotic and just called to be ogled. Her bangs nearly covering her eyes thus hiding a fierce gaze on par with certain demon overlords, reminding Moxxie that he didn't exactly have ways to defend himself given his current state of nudity. Only for him to scream indignantly as she suddenly reached out and grabbed his towel.*"Hey now, watch it there!!"

Gaz:"Zip it short-round!! I can't believe that bullshit stiffed me like this, best lover in all of Hell my-"*Whatever no doubt profanity laden rant Gaz was about to go on came to a screeching halt soon as she pulled Moxxie's towel off. Her jaw dropping, a blush on her face as she laid eyes on the biggest, thickest COCK she had ever seen, its length and girth would make many a pornstar, black man (and especially black porn stars), even horses feel like inadequate eunuchs!! Suddenly she was starting to see that maybe the spelldrives' ritual criteria wasn't flase advertising, christ this dick wasn't even hard yet and she was still turned on. Her facial expression suddenly shifting 180 into a look of erotic thirst and raw, sensual devotion.*"Mmmm, on second thoughts maybe this will be good for both of us....Daddy...."

Moxxie:*pupils dilating to pinpricks as he felt his spine tingling, he knew that look and tone in Gaz's face and voice oh so very well. That husky tune of desire, the lusty glow in her eyes as her expression was some mix of love at first sight and bitch going into heat. From Millie to Loona, to more than a good few of his sex-friends, booty calls and what have you especially Verosika, there was no doubt Gaz had one thing on her mind and if he wanted to get back to Imp City in one piece? He had to give it to her until she could determine she was more than satisfied.*"If this is going where it seems to be....wouldn't it be more fair to not have me be the only one naked right now?"

Gaz licked her lips sensually as she puckered her lips and blew a kiss his way, giving him a little striptease show as she did a little sexy dance while starting to remove her clothes. Shooting him sultry glances over her shoulder as the shortstack cybergoth did little shakes and shimmies, making her ass clap and twerk as those meat buns rumbled with a rhythm of sexuality. Every article of clothing gone and more of her thicc, curvy and voluptuous frame exposed made the Imp's cock stir and rise to erect stiffness as Gaz's pussy drooled. Juices raining down into growing puddles on the floor to find that Imp cock was even more impressive once Moxxie got nice and hard, as she soon stood as naked as he was.

She didn't keep Moxxie waiting long to feel uncomfortable as she felt they'd admired one another's nudity long enough to stir their growing arousal and attraction, as the short-stack gamer babe closed the distance between them. The minimal height difference allowing them to press their lips together as they rode the flow of passion and primal desire guiding them as Gaz gently brought Moxxie to her bed. Helping him down as she broke their slopply lliplock, tongues dancing together one more time before a strand of saliva drifted between them as she began kissing and licking down his quite well toned torso. Especially his quite well built legs but oh the prize that stood between them was her main objective, her hand grasping that pulsing shaft as she eagerly began to pump it.

Gaz:"Mmm damn, if selling my soul was in the deal, I'd gladly pay if it meant being your sex slave for access on the regular to this. No sex toy comes this close. You must have to beat bitches off with a stick or something...."*The kinky cybergoth quipped in a husky tone, breathing in the scent of Moxxie's musk as she began to plant licks and kisses on his cock from base to tip. Especially orally worshipping his balls as she suckled on them, as if coaxing the batter within to be delicious when she would taste it. Soon sandwiching his cock between her tits as she began to stroke him off with those luscious meaty marshmallows. Tongue scooping up the pre that oozed from the tip as she sucked on the exposed portion, drowning his shaft in a lubing shower of her drool as her thighs felt all warm and sticky from her overflowing arousal.*

Moxxie:"Ahhhn, you wouldn't be the first to tell me that..the sex slave part I mean.."*The imp humbly replied to Gaz's remark, turning her on at wondering just what sort of women here on Earth and the living world were addicts to this demonic dick. His groaning music to her ears before she felt him grasp her violet hair as he began to pump and thrust his hips. Ambushing Gaz with a sudden facefuck much to her lewd delight, helping him mount her shoulders as she held onto those quite firm feeling glutes of his. Grasping her hair firmly as he jackhammered away, his length and girth making her neck bulge with hos deep he was, those balls smacking her chin as she experienced an oral preview of what awaited her pussy.*

An experience she didn't have to wait long for as soon as Moxxie had cum, the taste of his jizz on her tongue as it oozed down her throat and the feel of it staining her face and tits setting off those primal switches in her brain. Going from needing her horny itch scratched to presenting herself as a bitch in heat eager to have the Imp rut her like he wanted her to his demon babies as her bedroom, usually filled with the sounds of her playing games was now filled with the sort of sounds she'd not usually want her if she had certain videos playing. That is without her headpones but right now she was feeling too damn good to care as the walls and ceiling echoed with her deepthroated moans, the rhythm of skin slapping, loin mashing sweaty animalistic sex. The bed shaking and creaking as her newfound Imp daddy proceeded to ruin her for other men, who needed to be blacked or bleached when you could get IMPED!!

Oh how Imped she got over and over as despite what his small frame implied, Moxxie was proving unintentionally why the spelldrives' ritual designated him as the ideal lover in all of the 9 circles of the Inferno. Pleasuring Gaz's luscious, curvy shortstack body with his quite skilled hands, after all handling a woman sexually was on par with handling a firearm in requiring care and precision. To say nothing of of the depth and reach of his penetration as Gaz found even when she topped, her new Imp Daddy was king in the bedroom. Small wonder with how many orgasms she was getting compared with how many she got out of him, enough to count on one hand and still have fingers left over.

But of course he hadn't hardly ever pulled out, making sure every eruption of his shaft was going into her womb or her asshole and what's more he had stamina to keep going and stay hard!! Gaz didn't believe in love at first sight but lust at first fuck was a different story and Imp Daddy was proving it to be true and she fucking loved every second and minute of it. Posing her slutty body for his admiration whenever she rode him cowgirl style or let him push her flexibility to the limit like doing a splits as they performed a standing fuck or got twisted into a human pretzel as she was jackhammered partway between a mating press and a piledriver, working her like some sort of pornographic butter churn. The pair showing no sighs of stopping only for as long as the ritual felt was necessary or required to meet Gaz's level of satisfaction.

Minutes passed into hours as they fucked and rutted long into the night, going from missionary to doggy, pretty much any and every intimate position that ensured pleasure. The bed becoming a mess of scattered sweat and juice stained sheets as the pair finally hit their peak, climaxing simultaneously as the sun was starting to rise. Gaz kissing the imp stud passionately as he was mounted atop her, her pussy squirting as he filled her womb to excess once more, one more time before exhausting caught up to them, the pair sleeping together as the afterglow took hold of them. By the time either of them woke up, Moxxie would find himself back in the bathroom of his and Millie's apartment while Gaz found herself alone, greeted by the morning light and the sensation of being sticky and deliciously sore all over, knowing what had happened wasn't a dream.

While Moxxie of course took to finding and reassuring Millie of his whereabouts and return as well as calling Loona and some of the other girls, Gaz of course was showering as she played with herself to the memories of her newfound Imp daddy conquering her as hard as the scrubs and noobs she owned online. Before remembering that she had left her webcam on in secret, coming out as she toweled herself off to check that her secret porno stream had gone off successfully. Comments and pouring in as viewers and late comers were abuzz with questions and of course a few of them included Gaz's fellow gamer girls who were very curious as to whether or not Gaz could arrange a chance for them to meet her Imp Daddy.

The gears turned in the cybergoth's head as she made plans not only for her next erotic playdate with Moxxie, but a chance to make him quite infamous among her little social circle. Some naysayers were doubltful the whole thing had been real, thinking Moxxie was just a convincing cosplayer or some weird genetic experience her dad cooked up in his lab. Some were guys who now felt seriously inadequate, wondering how many of them could compete with a dick like that!! All the same to Gaz as she now had a new game to play offline in the real world, a little game she was going to call Get Imped....

To be continued?!!