Chapter 579: Pervy Bastard

Chapter 579: Pervy Bastard

“You like that!?” Beatrice screamed as she sliced through the abomination’s flesh with her [Sharp Claws (+2)]. “And that!? And that!? And how about this!?”

The giant abomination launched several tentacles at Beatrice which she cut up to little pieces like sausages.

During this moment, the abomination opened up several of its bubbling masses and erupted clouds of purple mist all over Beatrice.

“Oh, haven’t you gone off a bit prematurely?” Beatrice asked and then noticed something was off. “... Oh, oh, I see!”

A quick glance at her system was all it took to see Beatrice’s Arousal Points surging.



Arousal Points



165/526 (+0.01/sec)



Arousal Points



205/526 (+0.01/sec)



Arousal Points



245/526 (+0.01/sec)



“Come to think of it, we failed to reach a satisfying climax in our last intercourse, didn’t we?” Beatrice asked, feeling her cock getting harder. “I see. So that’s why you’ve come back. You wanted some more of me, huh?”

Beatrice raised her arm high into the air and with a shout swung down hard. She thrust deep into the abomination’s flesh.



The demon roared even louder, shaking left and right, swinging its tentacles.

“Yes, yes, I know you want it harder and rougher, give me a moment to recoup!”

The abomination dropped all the captive victims it still held up to this point and launched all of its tentacles at Beatrice.

Beatrice jumped up back on the monster’s body and went back to work on the tentacles with increasing ease. She cut one tentacle, two; then she sliced the tip off the third tentacle, retracted her nails, made a fist, and shoved that fist into the tentacle up to her elbow.

“I’ve never tried fisting before. Is this how it works?”

Beatrice then opened her fist inside the tentacle and extended her claws, ripping the tentacle apart from the inside to the music of the abomination’s howls.

“Hm... Maybe not,” Beatrice said as she got the remains of the tentacle off her arm. Beatrice then saw more incoming tentacles. They all had long, pointy needles on their tips, all aimed right at her head.

“Are you into self-fucking too?” Beatrice asked before cutting a hole in another festering mass on the demon’s back. She then grabbed together several tentacles with its squirming pointy needles at the tips and shoved them needles-first into the hole.

The abomination howled.

“You pervy bastard,” Beatrice smiled as she forced the tentacles deeper and deeper into the abomination’s hole.

A familiar unpleasant screeching announced the arrival of the abomination’s escorts: bug-like skittering demonlings that crawled from beneath the rubble.

“Oh, we’re escalating to group sex already?” Beatrice asked. “Sure, let’s see who lasts the longest!”

Beatrice pulled out of the abomination’s hole, drove her nails into its flesh and slid down along its side and one of its legs. This left yards and yards of five long, uninterrupted gashes all along Beatrice’s path. The abomination’s wounds spewed vile fluid like a fountain behind Beatrice. Just as the morning sun rose over the city walls it created a sickly rainbow in the abomination’s fluids behind Beatrice’s back as she sprinted toward the demonlings and sliced open the first one in her path.