| -77 AP |
A second notification popped in Beatrice’s mind’s eye as the berserk eunuchs brough her to a consecutive climax. Her Arousal Points would have gone into the negative if the system allowed it, but that was not the issue at that moment.
As the four eunuchs shouted, shoved, and argued over the last drops of Beatrice’s cum, the rough and tumble grew out of hand when sparks of fire flew from Jeremy’s clenched fist and flames quickly grew around it.
“Ok, that’s it!” Beatrice shouted when the situation escalated beyond reason. What at first was an unexpectedly and overwhelmingly pleasant diversion quickly grew from annoying to infuriating. Neither productive nor pleasant. “Get the fuck off me and stop this now!”
But none of the four listened, so Beatrice quickly used her newly acquired Skill Point to purchase a “punishment” particularly suited for these four cock-centered men.
Beatrice’s voice registered in Chris’s head but was instantly overshadowed by a Jeremy’s flaming fist flying in his direction. He blocked fire with fire, sending more short-lived flames in all directions which mostly evaporated before they landed on countless highly flammable materials in the room.
“HEY, MORONS!!” Samantha screamed, no longer amused by the prospect of her shop and home getting set on fire.
“ENOUGH!!” Beatrice’s voice thundered as cast her new Skill on all four men on top of her as she finally used her abundant power to throw all four non-compliant men off her.
“UAAHHH!!” Jeremy screamed as he flew over Beatrice’s head, his flames extinguished, until he crashed into the far wall.
“GAHH!” Carl flew backward, just past Ember’s and Samantha’s table, and the sudden gust of wind that followed blew both the girls’ hair.
“Just another Tuesday?” Ember asked Samantha as four naked muscular men flew in all directions across Samantha’s room.
They have Tuesdays in this world? Beatrice thought in surprise, rising from the couch, free of the four milking men.
“U-ugh,” Chris groaned as he slowly rose from a prone position, propping himself on his forearms. Though Beatrice’s force was impressive, and several bruises already formed on both his chest and ass, something else, something ominous was bothering him. “Ah—?”
“UAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!?” Liam screamed like a girl when he looked between his legs, his gaze guided by a similarly ill feeling of dread and sapping change. His cock quickly shriveled until it was no longer even the length of his pinky. But even that was not the worst of it.
“No, no, no, no, no, no!!” Jeremy turned pale as he held on to his shrinking cock, attempting to prevent its further shriveling, desperately pulling on the foreskin to try and pull it back to what it once was. Yet the shrinking did not stop.
“NOO!! PLEASE, BEATRICE!!” Carl begged with tears in his eyes when his cock could no longer be even seen beneath his fingers. “I’M SORRY!!”
“YOU SHOULD BE!!” Liam cried, his cock the size of a woman’s clitoris. “Beatrice, they’re the ones who started it! Please don’t do this!!”
“You lying sack of shit!” Jeremy cursed. “You elbowed me-eeeEEEEEEhhhh!?????”
Jeremy’s anger turned to horror when he realized that not even a clit-worth of size was left of his cock. Instead, the skin between his legs sunk in and formed a painless, bloodless, pink opening. And as Jeremy watched and felt that narrow opening grow longer, deeper into him, folds of skin formed around it, forming a smooth mound, one he recognized all too well.
“C-can’t be,” Chris gasped as he and the other men experienced a similar transformation.
“Care to take your cocks for a quick spin?” Beatrice asked the two temporary futas, Samantha and Ember, who just witnessed with no small amount of astonishment four men’s cocks turn into what by all outward appearance looked like the text-book definition of a female reproductive organ.
| Skill Name: Dick Growth Inversion Rank: C Type: Eros Craft / Active Cost: 100 Stamina Cooldown: 30 minutes Description: The Succubus can inverse any and all dicks she grew on her targets and transform them into pussies. as long as she has direct skin contact with the target. The pussies do not come with an impregnable womb and last up to 30 minutes Requires direct skin contact between the Succubus and the target/s (must have direct skin contact with all targets of this Skill). Minimum Requirements: Character level: 20 Skill Points in Eros Craft: 20 |
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| -77 AP |
A second notification popped in Beatrice’s mind’s eye as the berserk eunuchs brough her to a consecutive climax. Her Arousal Points would have gone into the negative if the system allowed it, but that was not the issue at that moment.
As the four eunuchs shouted, shoved, and argued over the last drops of Beatrice’s cum, the rough and tumble grew out of hand when sparks of fire flew from Jeremy’s clenched fist and flames quickly grew around it.
“Ok, that’s it!” Beatrice shouted when the situation escalated beyond reason. What at first was an unexpectedly and overwhelmingly pleasant diversion quickly grew from annoying to infuriating. Neither productive nor pleasant. “Get the fuck off me and stop this now!”
But none of the four listened, so Beatrice quickly used her newly acquired Skill Point to purchase a “punishment” particularly suited for these four cock-centered men.
Beatrice’s voice registered in Chris’s head but was instantly overshadowed by a Jeremy’s flaming fist flying in his direction. He blocked fire with fire, sending more short-lived flames in all directions which mostly evaporated before they landed on countless highly flammable materials in the room.
“HEY, MORONS!!” Samantha screamed, no longer amused by the prospect of her shop and home getting set on fire.
“ENOUGH!!” Beatrice’s voice thundered as cast her new Skill on all four men on top of her as she finally used her abundant power to throw all four non-compliant men off her.
“UAAHHH!!” Jeremy screamed as he flew over Beatrice’s head, his flames extinguished, until he crashed into the far wall.
“GAHH!” Carl flew backward, just past Ember’s and Samantha’s table, and the sudden gust of wind that followed blew both the girls’ hair.
“Just another Tuesday?” Ember asked Samantha as four naked muscular men flew in all directions across Samantha’s room.
They have Tuesdays in this world? Beatrice thought in surprise, rising from the couch, free of the four milking men.
“U-ugh,” Chris groaned as he slowly rose from a prone position, propping himself on his forearms. Though Beatrice’s force was impressive, and several bruises already formed on both his chest and ass, something else, something ominous was bothering him. “Ah—?”
“UAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!?” Liam screamed like a girl when he looked between his legs, his gaze guided by a similarly ill feeling of dread and sapping change. His cock quickly shriveled until it was no longer even the length of his pinky. But even that was not the worst of it.
“No, no, no, no, no, no!!” Jeremy turned pale as he held on to his shrinking cock, attempting to prevent its further shriveling, desperately pulling on the foreskin to try and pull it back to what it once was. Yet the shrinking did not stop.
“NOO!! PLEASE, BEATRICE!!” Carl begged with tears in his eyes when his cock could no longer be even seen beneath his fingers. “I’M SORRY!!”
“YOU SHOULD BE!!” Liam cried, his cock the size of a woman’s clitoris. “Beatrice, they’re the ones who started it! Please don’t do this!!”
“You lying sack of shit!” Jeremy cursed. “You elbowed me-eeeEEEEEEhhhh!?????”
Jeremy’s anger turned to horror when he realized that not even a clit-worth of size was left of his cock. Instead, the skin between his legs sunk in and formed a painless, bloodless, pink opening. And as Jeremy watched and felt that narrow opening grow longer, deeper into him, folds of skin formed around it, forming a smooth mound, one he recognized all too well.
“C-can’t be,” Chris gasped as he and the other men experienced a similar transformation.
“Care to take your cocks for a quick spin?” Beatrice asked the two temporary futas, Samantha and Ember, who just witnessed with no small amount of astonishment four men’s cocks turn into what by all outward appearance looked like the text-book definition of a female reproductive organ.
| Skill Name: Dick Growth Inversion Rank: C Type: Eros Craft / Active Cost: 100 Stamina Cooldown: 30 minutes Description: The Succubus can inverse any and all dicks she grew on her targets and transform them into pussies. as long as she has direct skin contact with the target. The pussies do not come with an impregnable womb and last up to 30 minutes Requires direct skin contact between the Succubus and the target/s (must have direct skin contact with all targets of this Skill). Minimum Requirements: Character level: 20 Skill Points in Eros Craft: 20 |
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Thank you for reading! :)
Consider supporting me and donating on my Patreon here. (60 extra chapters are currently available)
Don't forget to add this story to your reading list and favorite the chapter if you enjoyed it
Special thanks for supporting my writing goes out to my generous S-ranked Patrons: Torasque, Mega, VanDerWaalz, Aaron Keeler, Erik Ovčar, and Jacob Lehl!
