Impeccable Taste Pt. 02

Iris laughed. "I wonder what we should do with you after this. I've never fucked someone with an alchemical pussy before. What if it's permanent?"

Tanvo's eyes lost their glazed look. "Permanent? Like, forever?"

She nodded. "Of course, it could just be temporary too. We could always wait it out. Or...we could take matters into our own hands," she sped up her thrusts to a steady, insistent pace. Every second heartbeat, the bedframe creaked from her pushing her weight down and inside him.

"W-what do you mean?"

She traced a circle around his lower belly. "There's more to your changes than just a pussy, I bet. What if there's a womb in there? What if you can get pregnant?"

The thought hadn't occurred to the poor imp. Could he? A whole new mix of feelings filled him. As a hellmouth imp, he knew that there lay portals in his body that could open up and link this plane with Hell, effectively making his capacity for cock and cum infinite. But what about his new pussy? Did it work on the same rules? Tanvo remembered the times that Iris had bloated out his tummy and given him a cumbelly, how good that feeling was. To be filled by another person. To be their receptacle.

He came again. Hard.

Iris felt it. She took note especially of the gentle spray of feminine fluids that gushed out and around her dick from his orgasm. Stuffing him full of cock had gotten him close again, but the mere inference that he might get impregnated by her had tossed him off the edge. After he finished clenching and squealing around her, she pressed the attack.

"Let's find out, shall we? What do you say about me not pulling out? Would you like that?" She punctuated her sentences with hard thrusts that battered his poor body. Even if the space inside him was endless, his body was still bound by the nerves and muscles and bones of a slightly built imp. Taking so much girldick inside him was an ordeal.

"Guh...but I...ungh," he mumbled.

"I'm not hearing a no, slut. You're so forgetful. Must be all the cock on your mind. You have to tell me exactly what you want or I'll pull back my wonderful dick and you'll be left empty. I can cum outside, of course. I can spray my warm jizz all over your hot little body. But I can also give into my urges. My primal needs. I can stuff you so full of potent seed that your body will have no choice but to accept its natural position as a breeder. Do you want that?"

She pulled herself back. It made her ache, as she had her own needs to address. But she wanted him to make it loud and clear what he wanted. Consent was always the fun part~

"Ngh...Iris pleeease!" he whimpered, but the succubus held firm.

"I want to hear you sing it out for the whole building to hear. Hell, the whole desert. Tell me exactly what you want, you little cocksock!"

Tanvo caved in. "Breed me...fuck...oh god breed me so fucking hard. Knock me up Iris please let me be your breeding bitch!~" he screamed. There was no doubt the staff knew exactly what was going on. But Iris was in charge, and if they didn't like her breeding the employees, they could get lost.

She hoisted the imp's legs into position to dangle around her waist and plunged into his pussy. Locked in a mating press, she held nothing back. Iris jackhammered herself down with nearly bedbreaking force, stuffing as much of herself inside Tanvo. The imp's long tongue fell out of his mouth and his eyes rolled back as the bombardment overwhelmed him. Orgasm after orgasm blasted away his coherent thoughts, leaving him a quivering lump of flesh and nerves. The noises he made were no longer coherent, but the frequent jets of squirt from his gaping hole provided encouragement for Iris' onslaught.

"Such a good hole," she said. Her breath was hard and shallow as she burned what was left of her energy to slam him into the mattress. To treat such an adorable little imp like a crude sex toy was degrading, yes. But from the dazed and dizzy look on his cherubic face, he wouldn't have had it any other way.

"Yes!" he gasped out before it turned into a groan that penetrated the thin walls of her room.

Iris' stamina was impressive, when she wanted it to be. She had held herself back up until this point to string Tanvo along and turn him into her voluntary breedhole, but even a succubus had her limits. The flow of pre tapered off and she felt her balls contract. She could tell this would be a nut for the ages. And with Tanvo's body so small, even if he didn't get knocked up he'd look nine months pregnant.

"I'm going to...fuck...I'm gonna cum, slut. Anything to say before I stuff you full of spunk?"

Tanvo moaned incoherently, mouth trying to form words that never took shape. But she could feel the press of his small feet around her hips. He was far gone, but his body was responding with enthusiastic agreement.

She hammered him half a dozen times, each plunging as deep as she could. That final six lances into his clenching, soaked depths made her lose control. Hot, sticky demon seed poured into the little imp, basting his new pussy and marking it as a slutty receptacle. She paused, his body completely hilted, and let the ropes shoot on their own. In real time she watched his stomach bulge outward, demonic biology warping to crude carnality.

Even so, there was a limit. Just as fast as it gushed inside him, it spurted out and back onto Iris. They were both bathed in her orgasm, which was more than fine for her. As the jets turned to a trickle, she slid her hand down to scoop up a sample. She tilted up her head and let the globs of cum drip onto her tongue.

"Mmm...I'm lucky I'm not a bottom. Fuck that tastes good. What do you think, Tanvo?"

The imp was out of it. Jizz had locked up his brain's inner workings. Though a brainless sextoy had its appeal, Iris couldn't wait to tell him all about how hot he looked when he came to. She covered her hand in seed and stuck it into his mouth. He absently suckled down her seed, his higher brain functions gone like a burned out candle.

But all that fucking had taken its toll on her too. Iris had strained muscles she'd forgotten about while breeding him silly. With Tanvo a twitching, insensate mess, Iris had the good sense to roll off of him before collapsing to the bed. Fatigue overtook her, and with a body still covered in evidence of their deed, she passed right out.

***

At some point, night fell. The swirling storm of sand and dust outside the bar had ended. Either the adventurers had succeeded or they had been buried in the desert. Tanvo, meanwhile, was regaining his faculties.

"Here," Iris handed him a steaming cup. The imp adjusted the blanket around him so that it would stay draped over his shoulders and accepted the beverage. "Nothing like tenebric tea to sooth sore spots."

He sipped. It was a strong taste, but he'd come to enjoy it. "Thanks, babe. I...might have checked out for a while there."

The succubus sat in the chair opposite the bed, slouching a little as she looked down to her limp cock. "Likewise. I hope you had a good time, though?"

"Of course! I always have a good time with you." While he took another long sip, he looked down at his own body. The swelling of his pussy was going down, but he was still dripping with demon cum. He probably would be for a while yet; Iris had shot him pretty full. "The transformation isn't actually permanent, right?"

Iris laughed. "No, no. It should wear off in a few days. You'll be back to wanking off behind the bar in no time, promise. But...you enjoyed having a pussy? At least for a while?"

"Definitely! I mean, I am a little attached to my dick. But it's definitely something I'd try again, if only for you to convince me you can knock me up again..."

Their reverie was put on hold by a sharp knock from the bar. Footsteps on floorboards told them that the staff went over to examine the commotion, only for a booming voice to announce its presence.

"GOOD EVENING, ONE AND ALL," the voice of Gorrion the Untamed boomed against the walls, "MY COMPANIONS AND I HAVE SLAIN THE TOMB EMPEROR, AND REQUIRE REPAST AND REFRESHMENT IN CELEBRATION OF THIS GLORIOUS DEED."

Iris turned to Tanvo. "Looks like Round 2 will have to wait for another time. C'mon, let's get back to work."

The imp finished his tea and went about cleaning enough of himself to make it not look obvious he'd been a mindbroken cumslot a few minutes ago. After wiping up the remains of Iris' load, a thought occurred.

"You know, maybe it doesn't."

"Hmm?" Iris asked absently.

"Those brave adventurers...they seem in need of a way to blow off some steam," Tanvo explained with a sly grin, "Maybe I could give them a hand?~"