Lewd Futanari Succubus Ch. 113

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, Lots of Depravity, etc.

Olivia listened in disbelief to the thing that had her sisters face. Not a shred of the sweet girl she remembered. The pitch of her voice kept changing and only at times resembled the tones that Olivia remembered. Even Emily's face had signs of change, the result of abuse of Shadow Body Swap.

"P-princess? Queen?" Olivia asked, having caught the end of Emily's monologue. "What are you saying?"

"You might have resigned yourself to living off scraps and dying alone with nothing, but I have ambition!" Emily said with a proud smile. "Play along properly and I might grant you position in my court once I become the new queen. Perhaps a nice pen to share with the other loyal dogs?"

"Is there no end to your madness?" Olivia finally rose up from the floor. "This and that aside, what makes you think you'd ever be let anywhere near the throne?"

"I've spent a lot of time thinking about it. And no matter how I look at it marrying in is the most straightforward way. The queen has seven daughters. I'm sure I'll find at least one or two among them that are manageable. After that it's just a matter of time before the current King and Queen end up dead. Everybody knows that the King spends most days high out of his mind. He's bound to overdose eventually. Who's to say the Queen hasn't taken up his hobbies? Even if I have to help things along, I doubt anyone would think much of it. Nobody really likes them much anyway."

"And you think they'd agree to let you marry any of their daughters?"

"You're insulting me now!" Emily said, annoyed. "King Selirius has offered his daughters countless times before as rewards: for saving the Kingdom; for bringing a live demon to the palace; for plowing his coldhearted 'bitch of a wife' until he sees her 'orgasm face'... And those are the more reasonable examples. And Princess Julia has probably fucked half the city by now, so they'd be grateful if a sweet, respectable noblewoman of high status such as I took that cum receptacle off their hands."

"..." Olivia had no words. She wasn't talking to her sister. A delusional, sadistic narcissist had taken her sister's face. "Emily... Whatever you went through... Even if... Even if I was the one that hurt you somehow, please, let me help you!"

"Absolutely!" Emily exclaimed and clapped her hands. "I knew you'd see things my way sooner or later! We have still so much work to do! Daddy will find an opportune moment to start the conversation, but we have to prepare before. Since you have adequate skill in combat, I'll need you to train up loyal soldiers for me. Obviously not all Seven Sisters will just sit and let me take over, so we'll need to be ready to strike--"

"What!? No!" Olivia interrupted Emily. "I want to help you get out of this mess! Can you not see all the suffering you've caused? How much you're still causing now? How you're treating even those you claim to be your loyal guards? I do not know how long it will take to atone for all you've done, or if it can even be done, but I will do whatever it takes to take you off this path of madness that this entire city is walking on."

"I see," Emily lowered her head. A shadow fell over her eyes. "It was too good to be true that you'd come around so fast. I'll need to train you properly first."

"Like you trained them?" Olivia pointed at Emily's victims. "How many did you kill!?"

"That's what happens when fools don't listen or are too incompetent to be worth the food they consume," Emily said. "But don't you worry. The others are expendable. You are just one. I won't kill you. And I'll spare no effort in training you. No matter how long it takes!"

"It looks like I'll just have to beat some sense into my little sister," Olivia said and steeled her resolve to attack the one she came to save.

"I wonder--"

"Princess!!" a man's voice came from behind Emily.

A big, chubby, balding old man in purple attire scurried toward Emily, surrounded by a squad of guards.

Emily put her hand over her face and changed her features back to Ophelia's before she turned around and cheerfully yelled, "Daddy!"

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"Princess-huff-why are you still here!?" Belmot asked as he hurried to his little girl, struggling for breath, surrounded by dozens of guards.

"I couldn't just leave without you," "Ophelia" answered. "Also, there was a small situation..."

"H-huh!?" Belmot finally noticed an unfamiliar face. And between the wounded unfamiliar girl, two charred corpses, wounded cat girls, and damage all over the hall, the "situation" was not hard to figure out. And then he saw the fresh blood stain just under Ophelia's chest armor. "Your wounded!? Kill that woman at once!!"

"Wait, wait, it's alright! I've got this under control!" Ophelia called out to the guards that already ran to apprehend Olivia.

"You do!?" Belmot in disbelief. "But the blood! She dared harm you!"

"Most of it isn't even my blood, she barely scratched me. Don't worry!" Ophelia smiled and hid Olivia's bloody dagger behind her back. "I don't want to kill her."

"Is that so? But why? Who is that!?"

"It appears it's one of those poor commoners that lost their minds to Black Pixie Dust," Ophelia said, feigning pity.

"Is that so?" Belmot asked. But even while their lord was indecisive, the guards made sure to surround him and slowly encircle Olivia from two sides.

"Absolutely!" Ophelia nodded. "I heard that drug ran rampant in the city, and I want to help--"

"BULLSHIT!" Olivia shouted. "That girl is not your daughter!"

"What!?" Belmot asked if he heard that nonsense correctly.

"Her real name is Emily! She's my sister!" Olivia continued. "She used Shadow Body Swap to change her appearance and replace your daughter!"

"S-shadow body... Huh?" Belmot was even more confused.

"See!?" Ophelia pointed at Olivia. "Her sister, ha! What nonsense! You should have been here when she claimed that the demons are controlling everything. Raging lunatic! Completely out of her mind! What sane person would run into a collapsing building, attacking and antagonizing everyone they could?"

"T-that does seem to not be something a well-adjusted person would do," Belmot said while scratching his double chin. "And the heavy addicts have been known to fall into hallucinogenic madness... But all the more reason to bind the crazy person before she does harm to my precious little princess or to herself!"

"I promised to help this poor druggie, if she promises not to hurt anyone again," Ophelia spelled it out while throwing glances at Olivia.

The guards had already completely surrounded Olivia.

"I know how you like to try and help," Belmot looked at the huddled kids and wiped away the sweat from his forehead. "It's just that it doesn't always work out..."

"Some are beyond help," Ophelia gestured dismissively. "But I have a good feeling about this one! Please~, daddy, make sure that the guards don't harm her yet!"

"Oh, if she doesn't resist," Belmot sighed. "But we can't stay here for long! Who knows if the earthquake happens again. Guards!"

The dozen Purple Capes that encircled Olivia pointed their swords and spears at her and slowly encroached on her from all sides.

"As if!" Olivia dropped two smoke bombs at her feet.

"Again!? Sofia!!" Ophelia yelled.

"R-right! At once!" the cat girl responded from somewhere within the smoke.

Once Olivia realized that just trying to explain things would be pointless, her course of action was obvious. She had to show it.

"Princess!?" Belmot shouted for his daughter.

"I'm here, I'm fine!" Ophelia answered.

"I'm coming, princess!" Belmot ran to the voice of his little girl.

Perfect! Olivia thought as she ran in the same direction. The ninja girl would have found Ophelia through the smoke regardless, but this situation was even better. The visibility was near zero, but if Belmot stands right next to Emily, he'll see it before that cat girl even undoes the smoke. Shadow Body Swap requires concentration, even for someone who used as religiously as she has.

"Princess!" Belmot ran up to his daughter and hugged her.

"I said I'm fine!" Ophelia didn't seem thrilled about the embrace. "Sofia! Hurry the fuck up!"

That was when Olivia ran up behind Ophelia and, with the pommel of her dagger, struck Ophelia's funny bone.

"Ghyah!?" Ophelia yelped and twitched from the sudden jolt in her elbow.

Olivia expected the dagger to be knocked away right after contact, but either the barrier still hadn't been restored or Ophelia turned it off to avoid electrocuting lord Belmot.

"W-WHAT IS THIS!?" Belmot screamed just as the rapid vacuuming of the smoke began.

Perfect! Olivia smiled. Though she could only make out Emily's back and pink hair through the smoke, she knew that her face was revealed. Even if it was for just a second, there's no way Belmot will ignore that. I might have more luck dealing with Emily now that the fat bastard knows she's not his daughter. As long as she loses her position here--

"KYAAAAAAAAAAA!?!?"

"Ghuh!"

When the smoke cleared, Belmot was on the floor with a dagger sticking out of his bleeding neck.

"DADDYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!" "Ophelia" fell on her knees and wept with her face covered.

"Kill the bitch!!" the guards screamed and rushed at the only possible culprit that stood right next to Belmot and his daughter.

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"Cough-cough... bleh," Sofia coughed and spit from the horrible aftertaste of the smokescreen she sucked in to restore vision. The Sofia heard a scream earlier coming from within the smoke, but only after recuperating from the inhalation did the cat girl look ahead and saw what had happened. Ophelia was in tears on the floor, at Lord Belmot's side who laid on the floor. He let out his last pained breaths, struck down by the intruder ninja with a single dagger to the neck.

"Eek!?" Sofia let out a cry of a mouse and covered her mouth with both hands.

No, Olivia's heart sank when she realized what her had done.

Despite slowly realizing how many atrocities her sister committed under the guise of Belmot's daughter, despite not caring in the slightest whether Belmot would have lived or died, it was with this act that it truly dawned on Olivia that Emily would stop at nothing to never return to the way things were.

It was as if it hadn't somehow still fully clicked for Olivia what Emily had become. Olivia naively thought--hoped--that if she got Emily out of here, if she had enough time with her, she could bring her back to her senses, she could see Emily's happy smile again and hug her lovingly. That hopeful image inside Olivia's mind cracked.

Olivia had little reason to think that Emily had any feelings for the man, and the ninja girl had slain countless men and women on her way here. What shocked her was how decisively and mercilessly Emily had reacted, and how quickly and masterfully she switched to a grieving daughter.

"Kill the bitch!!"

When all the guards cried out for her head, Olivia knew how pointless it would have been to try and explain that she wasn't the one that killed their lord.

Not a single captain's badge among them, I can handle this, Olivia tried to reassure herself as she pulled a dagger and reached for her last smoke bomb. Last one, two more daggers. I'll deal with the small fry first and use their weapons. Even if it takes three Shadow Clones I will--

"GHYAAAAAAAAH!!?" Olivia screamed in agony after receiving a full blast of "Ophelia's" lightning magic from behind.

"Don't any of you dare to kill her!!" Ophelia threatened with tears in her eyes. Lightning still forked around her fingers when Olivia fell on the floor. Olivia stood up and wiped the tears from her eyes. "Daddy... For something like that... Death is too quick and easy. Her punishment must be more severe!"

"Understood!" one of the guards bowed to Ophelia. "We will take her with us and once--"

"WE'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!!" Ophelia screamed and lightning forked around her. "She will be punished here. Now. Is that understood?"

The Purple Capes looked around at each other. One of them got blasted with lighting off his feet and into a wall.

"IS THAT UNDERSTOOD!?!" Ophelia repeated while the guard slumped lifelessly against the wall.

"Y-YES!!" all the other Purple Capes answered and straightened their backs.

"Good," Ophelia said and walked toward Olivia.

The ninja girl tried to get up but got another dose of lightning magic for her troubles.

Ophelia reached behind her to her belt and pulled out a small flask made of glass. It was filled with some kind of a black powder.

Ophelia kneeled next to Olivia, leaned closer and whispered, "I was going to take it slow with you. But you forced my hand. Maybe you'll be more willing to see my point of view after you go through what I did. This dose is probably a little too much for a stuck-up bitch like you, but you are the bigger sister after all. Show me what you're made of."

Ophelia pulled out the cork out of the flask, force-opened Olivia's mouth and poured the entire content into Olivia's mouth. She then held Olivia's nose and mouth shut. Olivia didn't swallow and reached for her dagger, but another dose of lightning right in her face thrashed her entire body and inadvertently, eventually resulted in Olivia swallowing the black powder inside her mouth.

"Have you ever tried swallowing the Pixie Dust?" one guard whispered to another.

"Hell no! More importantly, that dose..."

"If I had her snort in all of that in one go, she'd die on the spot," Ophelia said loudly as she stood up. "This is better. She'll have more time to enjoy the first part raw."

"Huh?" the guards looked at Ophelia and at each other.

"Rape her senseless." Ophelia said coldly.

"H-huh?"

Another blast of lightning and another Purple Cape was motionless on the floor.

"Don't look at me as if you've never done this! This fucking slut just killed your lord! Ravage every hole she has and fill her up to the brim with cum! Any sick, depraved fantasies you have--unleash them all on her! As long as you don't kill her, fuck her senseless! Also, if you make her beg for more cock, you'll earn a prize!"

"What's the prize?" one of the Purple Capes dared to ask.

"You get to fuck those two," Ophelia pointed in the vague direction of her two cat girl bodyguards.

"YEEP!?" Sofia yelped in horror.

Portia was too weak to respond or even comprehend what was happening.

"Well!?" Ophelia looked at her guards.

All the guards rushed to Olivia, dropping their weapons and armor on the way.

Ah, that's more like it!

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"Finally calmed down?" princess Mary asked Remi after the former Purple Cape got off Lilith's limp body.

The temporary cock that Mary gave to Lilith was milked by Remi for all its worth. And even after it finally disappeared Remi continued to scissor with Lilith in an effort to quench her nearly insatiable thirst for pleasure. Throughout Lilith slipped in and out of consciousness

"Yep!" Remi answered cheerfully.

"How did you like her?" Mary asked.

"She can't begin to compare with you, mistress, but I was able to enjoy myself thoroughly."

"Good, get dressed," Mary instructed and then walked over to Lilith. "You hear that? Your services were appreciated. Now, your fantasies about revenge are laughable, but your body is still somewhat useable. Whenever you start getting dumb ideas again remember this moment. And if you find yourself wanting a repeat, do come find me. I might even consider letting Remi keep you as a pet if you perform well."

"Oh, really?" Remi asked with excitement.

"Why not?" Mary shrugged. "Loyal dogs get toys to play with."

"But we can't keep her now?"

"Absolutely out of the question," Mary said as she looked at Lilith's many wounds. "Even if we had that blonde slut carry her, she'd probably end up a corpse on the way."

Brittany realized that she was sad that Mary remembered about her existence. Without even knowing it, she had begun hoping that the two would just forget about her.

"Aw, well, in that case I hope she gets better," Remi said while she put on her new uniform that she previously took from some dead Purple Cape guard.

"You hear that?" Mary asked Lilith. "Try not to disappoint my slave."

Lilith didn't answer. She couldn't even open her eyes that were covered in cum, and she didn't have the strength to wipe it off. Lilith's low breathing and occasional subtle movements were the only indication that she was still alive.

"What was it you said before? 'Prepare to die'? Ha!" Mary spit on Lilith's face. "Know your place, cocky piece of shit!"

With that, Mary turned from Lilith and went toward the slope of rubble that led to the city below, followed by cheery Remi and gloomy Brittany.

"All of that with one ability," Remi said with awe at the destruction that Mary caused. "Do you have other awesome abilities like that?"

Mary didn't answer.

Brittany looked down to where people scrambled in search of survivors, wondering how many died. She didn't dare ask the question.

"This way," Mary turned away from the direction of the main slide and walked toward the edge.

"Ah!" Remi gasped. "That way..."

"Yes, I have to go back to the palace," Mary said without much enthusiasm. "At least for a short time."

One the three of them were at the edge with a steep drop, Mary took Brittany and Remi, and jumped off like last time, landing smoothly and gently in the streets of the city.

"Woah!" a beastkin cried out in surprise when he saw three young women fall from the sky. He thought it was his lucky day until he saw the purple capes on two of them. Seeing that he lowered his head and hurried straight away.

"That's kind of silently admitting you should be looked into," Remi said, looking at beastkin's back.

"Who cares?" Mary walked in the opposite direction from the beastkin--to the royal palace.

"Fleeing the scene of the crime?" someone asked from above.

All three looked up and saw a young woman in a gothic dress with a big top hat standing on the very top of a gable roof of a three-story house.

"Samira." Mary said with great displeasure.

"You couldn't stay there for even one day?" Samira asked. Then she looked at Mary's two companions. "Oh, the lover girl? Weren't you supposed taken away by the two captains? What happened in there?"

"Who knows?" Mary asked. "But as much as I love talking to you, I'm starving for something edible in the palace. How about we talk there?"

"You seriously think I'll let you return to the palace after what you've done?" Samira asked.

"'Let'? You plan to stop me?"

"Turn around and crawl into a hole somewhere where nobody can find you."

"... It's bad enough to not demand my immediate release from those purple shits," Mary said. "But this is something else. Your sense of humor is awful as always. Go disappear somewhere yourself! Threatening me in some dark cell is one thing. As if you'd dare lay a finger on me in the open!"

Samira took the edge of her top hat and slowly lifted it off her head.

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"You can't be serious!" princess Mary raised her voice when Samira lifted her top hat. "Samira! Have you completely lost your mind!?"