Caution: This work features extreme adult content such as non-con, breeding, sexual abuse, and other triggering topics. Please read at your discretion.
While Yiwu stepped out to familiarize herself with the town, Pheobe strung Eilia along towards the forest. Each step away from the town caused Eilia to worry and grow anxious.
"Pheobe, I know Yiwu said we were supposed to get berries to make some jam for breakfast," Eilia said, her pale legs quickly following the other girl, "but... isn't this too far?"
Pheobe hummed, moving along the dense path to collecting the juicy looking berries. "Eilia, you're supposed to be a nightmare demon. Shouldn't you be used to fear?"
"I eat nightmares, I don't give them!" protested Eilia, her hands trying to tug down her short dress.
Before they had set out, Pheobe had insisted on wearing short, form fitting dresses. She persuaded Eilia to put it on by insisting it was easier to walk in. Adding on to the fact that it would also allow more breeze to reach their skin, Eilia hesitantly agreed.
"Stop fiddling with your dress! You're going to tear it!" Pheobe shouted.
Eilia opened her mouth to respond, but the rustling of the brushes behind her caught her attention. Alerted, she turned and aimed her staff at the source. She backed away slowly, watching it carefully for any sign of ambush.
The leaves rustled again and she almost recited a spell until she realized it was just a chipmunk.
"It's just a furry friend," sighed Eilia, before turning and hurrying after Pheobe's speedy form.
...
"You hear that, King? A nightmare demon, those are definitely called succubus up north," said a lean, tall man.
The man patted 'King's' shoulder, nudging him in the direction the little she-devil ran off to.
"If anything, I bet she can definitely take you," he encouraged, eyeing his friend's area, "the other ones were just humans. This, a succubus, it's their job to take big dick."
'King' was called 'King' for a reason; it's because 'Beast' was too insulting to say to his face. King's phallus was overbearingly huge -- almost all of the women he tried to bed ran away screaming and crying. This social rejection caused him to hole up in the forest.
He was eventually joined by his friend, nicknamed Venus. Venus was almost like King, if not a bit smaller. He, however, had learned to use his fingers and girth to pleasure woman. Unlike Venus, King was always rough and did whatever he wanted.
"V... Venus..." King said, a desperation in his voice as he watched the last strand of the girl's purple hair disappear.
It's been so many years since King has satiated his sexual pleasure. Doing it with his hands just wasn't enough. There was never nothing better than being wrapped inside a warm, soaking pussy.
Venus hummed knowingly. "Of course, I'm interested in the perky white haired one. Don't worry, the she-devil is all yours."
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"Pheobe, we've gone too far!"
Eilia's stamina has been on the decline ever since she's been regularly eating Pheobe's nightmares. She's had to stop five times now.
"Eilia, the berries we found previously were unripe! We need to get deeper into the woods to find the juicy ones!" Pheobe sounded persistent, adamant on finding the perfect berries for the breakfast jam.
Eilia's heavy breathing came to a slowing point. "Pheobe, I just, I don't know. Something feels weird. Let's just go back, okay?"
"That's just your weak constitution talking, Eilia. We're fine! I have a good feeling about this place!" Pheobe grinned, turning quickly.
"Oof!"
Pheobe's nose knocked into a sturdy chest, sending a stinging sensation throughout her face.
"Hey, what's the big idea...?" Pheobe grumbled, looking up and locking eyes with a pair of yellow ones.
In front of her was a large and fit man. He towered over Pheobe, the sun gazing down and illuminating his sun-kissed skin.
Venus flashed the petite girl a grin. "Hiya, pretty darlings. What are you two doing out here?"
Eilia was startled by the appearance of the man, but she stiffened as she felt another gaze. Her heart pounded as she observed her surroundings.
"Ph... Pheobe..." Eilia tried to speak, but she was interrupted by her friend.
"We're looking for some ripe berries," Pheobe said joyfully, "it's for breakfast jam. I want to give some to my pet frog, Robbie!"
"Oh," said Venus with interest, "you like frogs?"
Pheobe grinned at the man, not at all concerned with the scars covering his face and body.
"Of course!"
"Pheobe, I really think--"
Eilia didn't finish her sentence when she was grabbed.
Though she screamed, the thick and callous hand muffled it almost entirely. If it wasn't for Pheobe's keen hearing, she wouldn't have turned around.
"Eilia--?"
Pheobe yelped as strong arms surrounded her, her small mouth covered by rough hands.
"Let's hope, my little darling," Venus panted in Pheobe's ear as she started to struggle, "that you aren't as fast as your dear frogs."
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