**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.
Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.
## 125: ED
With a decent healing Skill secured, Beatrice had only one thing left to do—complete the prerequisite condition for the Skill to be usable. Again, Beatrice swallowed hard. She needed to have sex with the dying girl.
Slowly and with great anxiety Beatrice moved to take her position between Tabitha’s legs. The closer Beatrice got to her position, the slower she moved. Beatrice was sweating. She knew what needed to be done. All that it required was a raging hard cock. A hard cock and a quick pounding were all it took in this world to save someone from dying. At least for a magical, Goddess-blessed sex demon-like Beatrice. There was only one problem. The succubus was not getting hard at all.
True, she had a quickie with Tabitha in the middle of Olivia’s fight just to calm down, but that was it. It was just to calm down. She only came two times. Just in case, Beatrice checked her Information to make sure that her Arousal Points had not gone into the negative for some reason.
**Arousal Points**
73.28/155 (+0.01/sec)
*Big surprise,* Beatrice thought as she looked at her nearly half-full Arousal Point Pool.
Maybe if she had taken a hit from Steve as bad as Tabitha or Olivia, Beatrice could have written her current flaccid condition as some sort of physical trauma. But no, Beatrice knew exactly what this was. Something she had not felt since she was summoned to this world. Performance Anxiety.
Beatrice knew she had no reason to be worried about her performance. Not after nearly twenty-four hours of non-stop sex. She knew she could make girls cum. She knew she had more stamina than most and could get hard again and again. She knew all that. But why was she stuck in her head? Why was she repeating the same thing over and over, convincing herself of things she already knew to be true?
It was embarrassing. But more importantly, she had no time for this! Tabitha’s life was hanging in the balance! Was that really all it took? A little bit of pressure for her confidence to crumble? Why?
*This makes no sense!!* Beatrice screamed internally as she massaged her soft cock, trying to get her soldier to perform. She closed her eyes, recalling all the good times she had in this world. She remembered how just this morning Tabitha gave her such a wonderful start to the day. But it only made things worse. The pleasant memory turned to pain as Beatrice instantly remembered how badly bruised and beaten Tabitha was currently, laying at her feet.
Even though she could barely see it at the time, Beatrice’s own imagination did all the work for her. Beatrice could clearly see as if with her own eyes, every dark blue and red bruise across Tabitha’s chest, the broken arm, the blood on her lips. It was even worse, because Beatrice’s imagination was not limited by her eyes, and she clearly envisioned how Tabitha’s organs bled out internally, how the broken rib that punctured Tabitha’s lung, drove itself deeper with each labored breath of the dying mage. In and out of the tissue, damaging it further.
And Beatrice was supposed to have sex?
What a cruel joke, Beatrice thought, cursing her own education that allowed for such vivid images.
Beatrice realized that all of this anxiety and damn erectile dysfunction started from her reservations at the thought that she had to perform the highly questionable act of having sex with a dying girl.
*No! She’s not dying!* Beatrice reminded herself. *She won’t die! I won’t let her! That’s exactly why I need to do this! Pull yourself together, dammit! Are you a succubus or not!? If you won’t do this, she WILL die! Ember could not give two fucks! And even if she did, she has no way to heal wounds like this and we’re still in the middle of nowhere!*
*Fuck!* Beatrice almost hit her own dick in frustration. *I don’t have time for this!!* Every second like this felt like an eternity. How long has it been? Seconds? Minutes? Hours? Tabitha didn’t have either hours, or minutes, nor even seconds! Even now, Beatrice was wasting precious seconds. As if a giant old-timey clock was put against Beatrice’s ear, she could vividly hear the last seconds of Tabitha’s life ticking away. If it continued like this Beatrice would lose the mother of her unborn child!
*No!* Beatrice argued with herself. *I don’t… I don’t know that… But…* Even though Beatrice had no proof. She could not shake off the feeling that it was true. That Tabitha was the one who was pregnant. As could sweat poured from her forehead and into her semi-open eyes, the succubus realized that her hands were shaking.
## 126: Distraction (18++)
*Fuck! Come on!* Beatrice cursed herself, her thoughts going in circles. If only she didn’t play around! If only they took this more seriously! If all four of them attacked together, this wouldn’t have happened! But Ember wasn’t to blame. Beatrice was. Beatrice was the one who wanted to test her limits as well .as the limits of her companions. She didn’t want to constantly rely on Ember. And this was the result.
In desperation, Beatrice returned to her memories, trying her best not to think of Tabitha. She had plenty of other lewd memories just from her first day in this world.
Beatrice recalled her first threesome in Lucarad’s underground lair. How she seduced Olivia for the first time. But it was all for nothing. Each time her mind returned to Tabitha. Her thoughts dashed from Lucarad’s lair to a similar underground tunnel and her quickie with Ember, which naturally flashed forward to the same place where she took Tabitha together with Ember. The memory of the seduction of Olivia led to an even hotter one together with Olivia and Tabitha. A memory that instantly turned bitter and returned Beatrice to the present. Even when thinking of Olivia—
*Olivia!!* Beatrice’s eyes snapped wide open (though her vision was still foggy and good for nothing) when she remembered that she had another teammate to attend to. While Beatrice was wasting her time wallowing in regret and self-blame, Olivia’s condition was no doubt getting worse! Beatrice recalled how Olivia’s back smashed against the tree. And here she was…
“Fuck!” Beatrice shouted in frustration as she stood on her knees over Tabitha. *Pathetic! Pathetic!*
That’s when Beatrice felt Ember’s breath at the back of her ear.
“It’s alright,” Ember whispered as her hands slid across Beatrice’s skin.
Ember slowly undid Beatrice’s bra and gently caressed her big breasts. Her fingers circled Beatrice’s nipples, sending electrifying shocks up Beatrice’s back. Ember used the same tricks on Beatrice that the succubus used on Olivia: playing with Beatrice’s ear lobe, licking at sucking it, while her hands massaged Beatrice’s massive breasts. Ember then slid her fingers down, across the succubus’s seductive belly, toward Beatrice’s cunt and dick, which started to grow firmer from the redhead’s skilled stimulation.
Beatrice was desperate to forget her predicament. To think of something else, anything. The succubus gladly gave herself to Ember’s seductive touch, which distracted her from her own doubts and replaced the crippling thoughts in her mind with much more pleasant feelings.
“Yes, that’s it,” Ember chuckled when her hands reached Beatrice’s growing dick. She lightly wrapped her finger’s around Beatrice’s cock and stroked it slowly, touching it just enough to stimulate but to keep Beatrice wanting more. Ember then brought her fingers to Beatrice’s lips and said, “Lick them!”
Beatrice not only licked those fingers, but she wrapped her big lips around them, lubricating them with her saliva while she imagined them inside her pussy. Ember planned just that—she withdrew her fingers from Beatrice’s mouth and rewarded the succubus for following her instructions by pressing them against Beatrice’s pussy lips, circling slowly across them.
Whether it was Ember’s skill or Beatrice’s own desire to drown her mind in oblivious pleasure, but the futanari’s pussy quickly filled with juices that prepared her for the much desired, imminent entrance. Beatrice moaned when Ember slid two fingers inside her. Ember’s offensive was incredible—the redhead seemed to know exactly how and where to apply pressure to provide the most pleasant stimulation by using nothing more than her two fingers.
“Cough-Ghuuuaaah-Cough! Cough!”
Tabitha’s painful coughs through ragged gasps for air pulled Beatrice right out of her pleasure world. Like a bucket of cold water, it instantly snapped Beatrice’s mind back to reality and the succubus was made painfully aware of the gravity of the current situation.
*Am I that easily distracted? No, that was exactly what I needed! The hell? Stay focused! This is for Tabitha!*
But the thought that Beatrice let herself be toyed with and got an erection out of it when she couldn’t manage one by her own power, sent new doubts into her mind. She gained pleasure by submitting herself and running from her responsibility to heal her teammate! What sort of leader does that!? This had an instant effect on the firmness of her erection which did not go unnoticed by Ember.
“I could have saved her, you know,” Ember whispered in Beatrice’s ear as she took a firmer grip around the futanari’s dick and picked up her stroking pace along with the pace of her two fingers inside Beatrice’s pussy. “But it’s okay. We have each other. I can take care of *all* your needs.”
Ember’s words made Beatrice furious. *Again and again, the same thing!*
“I already said we’re not letting them die!” Beatrice said through grit teeth.
“It’s too late, and you know it,” Ember whispered into Beatrice’s ear and chuckled. “I was looking for a chance to get rid of this whore. I could have intervened in the fight before it got to this, but I held back on purpose. I wanted both these useless sluts to get themselves killed. They held you back anyway! Distracted you from your goal. Stole your attention from me. But not anymore! Now I can have your big dick all to myself!”
Beatrice snapped and before she realized what was going on, she was on top of Ember, pinning her bodyguard to the ground.
## 127: The Only One (18++)
“Finally!” Ember giggled and looked directly into Beatrice’s eyes. The succubus straddled the redhead and pressed her wrists to the ground, squeezing tightly.
Beatrice’s blood was boiling from rage as she looked back at Ember. How could this girl laugh so gleefully about the death of others? It took the succubus a second to realize that Ember’s robes had somehow come undone in the scuffle and now one of Ember’s perky breasts was exposed. Beatrice’s eyes fixated on the tantalizing hard pink nipple.
“Yes! That’s it!” Ember moaned with a seductive smile and squirmed underneath Beatrice, which caused her robes to further slide off her body. “You want it, don’t you?”
Beatrice didn’t answer, studying the seductive body of her bodyguard. Firm breasts, flat stomach, smooth skin. The peak of female fertility.
“It hurt when you didn’t even look at me anymore,” Ember said and continued rubbing her thighs against each other. “If I knew I would get such a quick and *firm* reaction, I would’ve gotten rid of those two a long time ago!”
*Firm?* Beatrice questioned, but then looked down and realized that her dick was hard as a rock for her bodyguard’s body. Though Beatrice had tasted Ember’s pussy, and even had Ember’s temporary dick in her mouth, she never conquered her bodyguard fully.
But anger again swelled inside Beatrice’s chest. Ember was fine with going against her orders and dispose of her valuable companions just to get her dick inside her?
“Why didn’t you say anything?” Beatrice asked, barely able to control herself.
“I’m not about to beg for attention!” Ember pouted. “It’s not hot if you don’t want me. Who’d want a dick inside them out of pity? I wanted you to ravage me like there’s no tomorrow! And that meant that those two needed to go!”
“It was not your choice to make!”
“It was! Because now I have you on top of me. I’d kill anyone for that! I just didn’t expect that those two dumb whores would get themselves killed so easily and spare me the trouble! Hahaha!”
Beatrice lost it. She ripped Ember’s robes off the redhead’s already semi-exposed body, spread her legs, and thrust her hard cock deep inside Ember’s pussy.
“UAAHHH~” Ember gasped as air was pushed out of her by the sudden powerful thrust.
Beatrice let go of Ember’s wrists and grabbed the girl by her hips.
“Is this what you wanted!?” Beatrice shouted as she thrust her cock in and out of Ember’s tight, wet pussy.
“Yessss~! Ahn~! This is exactly what I wanted!” Ember moaned and smiled, and laughed as she ran her hand all over her body.
Beatrice raised Ember’s hips into the air as she kept fucking the tight female. Ember’s robes fell underneath her, exposing the redhead fully to the succubus. Only at the arms did Ember’s blue robes still remain attached to her, crumpling under her shoulder blades while Beatrice fucked her harder and harder, pushing her into them with her powerful thrusts.
Ember partially supported her lower body by the very tips of her toes, the calves of her skinny legs flexed doing so. The position made Ember’s stomach appear even flatter, to the point that Beatrice was half-expecting to see Ember’s abdomen bulge from her thrusts if only her dick was a little longer.
“Yes! That’s it! Keep going!” Ember moaned as she brushed her red hair off her face and bit her finger, barely able to deal with the stimulation. “Fuck me to your heart’s content!”
As Beatrice was losing herself in the simple, carnal pleasure, something pulled on her conscience. She looked at the moaning sexy girl she was fucking, her ecstatic expression of getting filled by a hard cock, but instead of Ember, Beatrice momentarily got a vision of Tabitha, who lived for Beatrice’s cock, and was now dying.
Beatrice’s movements slowed. She continued fucking Ember, but the redhead instantly noticed the drop in passion. The tiniest decrease in the girth of a swollen cock-head in a tight pussy could not escape Ember’s attention.
The redhead braced against the ground, wrapped her legs around Beatrice’s hips, and swiftly leaped up from the ground until she was face to face with Beatrice. Ember’s breasts slapped against Beatrice’s massive tits and Ember instantly started rocking her hips with Beatrice’s cock deep inside her. She put her hands on Beatrice’s face, turning her away from Tabitha.
“No! Only me!!” Ember said with firm conviction while looking at Beatrice. “I’m-hn-all that you need! The only one! The Savior’s cock is mine! AHH! Mine alone! You don’t need those useless sluts! Second-rate cum-dumpsters! Good riddance! Haha!”
Beatrice’s eyes went wide and red from shock and fury. Then they narrowed, like that of a predator, and the succubus said just one thing while her tail sprung into action, “Be careful what you wish for!”
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