In the middle of a snow storm, there were three women walking side by side, each a beauty in their own right. There was the tall mature beauty of the green haired fairy halfling who gracefully flew slightly above the ground not allowing her feet to touch the snow. The charm of the little golden haired girl in her torn up dress. And the exotic beauty of the seductive female knight in her revealing armor.

And perhaps no one could ever fathom the sort of conversation these three were having in the translucent golden sphere that surrounded them isolating any wind and sound.

“Come on, Ms. Knight. Fuck me.”

“No.”

“I’m sorry for what I did earlier, but didn’t you enjoy yourself?”

“No!”

“Come on, you know you want it.”

“No.”

“Just take your massive clit…”

“No”

“And stick it in my ass”

“No.”

The little girl inched closer and caressed the female Knight’s thighs, and as a sweet smell began to permeate the air the little girl whispered words that Lucia could just barely make out, “Pretty please~”

Suddenly, a flame seemed to burn in Lucia lower region as she felt her royal member suddenly rise from its deep sleep and shoot upwards clearly visible through her body suit. Her giant clits sudden rise brought about a great deal of friction between the countless tiny feelers lining her body suit causing her to reluctantly secrete a thick semen like fluid from her giant rod and breasts.

Thankfully Dewl had grown used to these sort of interactions between these two over the past few days and had long since redesigned the suit to be more absorbent so the sudden downpour of fluids was in no ways a problem. And thanks to the armors construct Dewl was able to assist Lucia in walking amidst her climax.

Upon seeing this the little girl giggled, and immediately separated herself from Lucia, “About to sensitive aren’t we?”

Lucia immediately began casting a spell to return her clarity of mind and glared at the little girl, “And whose fault do you think that is!?”

The little girl giggled, “If anything you should thank me, those transformatives would have normally cost you a fortune after all. And not only that their effects are permanent, unlike the inferior products most others purchase!”

“And that’s supposed to make me happy!?”

“Yes!”

Lucia sighed, and ignored the little girl beside her. Seeing this the little girl puffed up her cheeks, and said, “So how about you Mr. Tentacle Monster? What do you say? Do you wanna stick it in my ass?”

“...”

“Come on Mr. Tentacle Monster, you know we Succubi are Dream Demons, there’s no point in pretending I can’t hear you. I have formed contracts with several other tentacle monsters though, but I must say you are by far one of the most intelligent, and sexy if I might add, I’ve ever seen.”

“You Succubi never change, I can’t believe I fucked a dude...”

“Well technically we Succubi don’t have genders, we’re all Bisexual and can fulfill the role of either sex. After all, we are Dream Demons.”

“No, no, you don’t understand. I. Fucked. A. Dude.”

“And there’s something wrong with that? Men do it all the time, especially with boys my age”

“I. FUCKED. A. DUDE!”

“It’s not the sex that matters, it’s how good the sex is that counts! By the way, Ms. Knight I can only give you a B-, you have the size, you have the stamina, but I didn’t feel any passion, no love, and your technique could use some work.”

Dewl screamed, “I’VE BEEN DEFILED!”

The little girl puffed up her cheeks, and suddenly her hair shortened to shoulder length, she ran in front of Lucia and then the curtains were finally unveiled. The great valley whose soil countless men have worked tireless plowing to allow the great rivers to flow had to put it simply vanished.

Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that that valley was never there, to begin with. What those men had so tirelessly sought, was but an illusion, and as the harsh truth revealed itself Dewl completely shut off all his senses as a scream only one could hear rang through Lucia’s head.

And what was left in that fertile valleys place was not a barren wasteland, but a forest. A young forest visible in the open fields in front of a vast abyss, that did not have yet the time to truly grow into a tall and towering oak.

Yet faced before this young oak neither woman screamed or shouted, nor were they shocked in the least. Instead, Aila merely looked down at the little boy's small member and laughed slightly, while Lucia turned towards Dewl and said, “What? Isn’t it just a penis?”

“Shut up you perverted Knight!”

“Am not!”

“Are so!”

The little boy commented, “Come on, I can assure you my ass is tight that most women's, it’ll blow you out of this world.”

Dewl shouted, “Unlike you Succubi, I have morals!”

Lucia coughed, “And then the pot called the kettle black”

“Hey! For one thing, if a pot is talking it’s probably a Mimic. You might wanna do something about that. And just because I raped you doesn’t make me a rapist.”

“No, I’m pretty sure it does.”

“And I’m pretty sure we should have have buried this brat ten feet under for the sake of the Earth.”

Lucia sighed, “We are no burying a child just because you fucked him.”

“You fucked him too!”

“I’m not burying a child just cause WE fucked him."

“Then do it for the world! The world doesn’t need a race like Succubi!”

“That’s racist!”

“You’re racist! Your mother’s racist! Hell, your whole damn race is racist!”

The little boy commented, “Oh and I’m pretty sure Succubi and Tentacle Monster share a common ancestor somewhere along the line, so you can think of me as your long lost relative or something like that. We are all typically from the same region after all.”

Dewl screamed, “That doesn’t make it any better!”

“Ah, but you know what will?”

“I swear to whatever God is up there...”

“If you shove it up my ass!”

“That’s it killing him!”