Sarasha, for the first time in a long time, felt like she was the normal person in the room.

“We needed to keep those golems! They were so much fun!” Harriott exclaimed.

“They were all bound to that guy's brother, who was dead in the basement,” Conna replied.

“Plus. they were too unpredictable. We don't need them going on a rampage or turning into nightmares when we sleep or something,” Cat added as she walked into the lounge. “Besides, toys are fun but I'd rather have a real man in me than some paper golem.”

“The golems didn't finish too soon or sob because they can't get it up,” Inky pointed out.

“Faults be damned, I want the real thing!” Hannah announced as she carried Ving into the lounge over her shoulder like she was abducting her.

Cat raised her glass at her friends' support and smiled as Ving was tossed to the couch and mounted for a hard kiss.

Harriott refused to admit defeat. “All I’m saying is that between them and the vibrating wand, I choose them.”

Hannah stopped her kiss to respond while Ving whined, “Maybe, if the golems also vibrated. But they are still just toys. I need the personal connection.”

“How much personal connection can you have when you have a man behind you and you don't even know his name?” Harriott asked, confused and trying to not sound snarky.

Ving huffed in annoyance as Hanna responded again. “If I have someone inside me, I think that's a damn solid connection. The golems just feel hollow.”

“That's not the sensation I had when I was stuffed full of them.” Vile entered and went over to Inky. “And I bet you had that emotional connection before you knew what they were.”

“Seriously!” Ving shouted.

Hannah hushed her, “Sort of. Something did feel missing. Like, it was all about me. Normally that's fine, some men like to please, but it didn't feel like someone was enjoying it besides me.”

“Like they were just being paid to like you?” Leira sat up from inside the fountain. “Because I'm willing to bet more than a few clients feel that way with us.”

“That's why it's so important to have that connection for me!” Hannah responded, her breasts in Vings mouth to keep her from complaining when she continued speaking. “If I can feel it, so can they. Most of the time. Point is, it won't ever replace the real thing. Sure, if we had one for fun I'd prolly use it like I do the vibrating wand, sparingly and probably with someone else on the ship.”

“Moot point though. We couldn't keep those ones and we can't make any new ones,” Liddy finally added after closing her novel.

“I figured out the golem spell!” shouted Emma as she ran through the ship and up the stairs, falling only once.

Liddy took a deep breath, wishing Emma had said something before she had.

Emma arrived in the lounge, excited and holding a picture frame. “I got it!”

“Easy girl, slow down or you will hurt yourself.” Cat reached out to steady the elf against the rocking of the ship in flight.

“Right!” Emma started. “So you know how the golems responded to what people wanted? Well, that part was easy. Then there was the paper for the golems, that was easy as well.”

“Glad to be of help!” Easy shouted as she and Mari came into the lounge with others who were interested in what was going on.

Emma paused for a moment before she got the joke and smiled. “So the real trick was the scale of it.”

“Damn,” Hannah interrupted. “There is a Trixy joke in there somewhere.”

Liddy threw her paperback at Hannah and hit her in the shoulder. “Continue, Emma.”

“So I did things small scale.”

“Well, you are tiny,” Hannah interrupted again.

“Hannah! I only have a table left to throw at you and it's an antique so hush!” Liddy threatened.

“I got her,” Ving replied as she pushed Hannah’s head to her chest and felt her love nibble at her breasts.

“I cast the spell but used this picture frame instead. On it, I used our photos. So the idea is that we have it on the podium where we greet clients. They look at it, even from behind it shouldn't matter, and the image of who on the ship they want most shows up to whoever greeted them.”

“What makes you think they will look at it?” Cat asked, curious.

“Well,” Emma started. “I don't know about you, but men always stare at my breasts. If it's on the podium in front of us then they will be looking at it. I tested it on Tonna and she and Hope are fucking right now because that's who it showed!”

They all went silent to listen and could hear the sounds of sex below.

“That better not be my room again,” Liddy commented sternly before focusing on what Emma had made. “But this is remarkable. Let's set it up! We can test it on Sarasha since she knows us all the least.”

Sarasha got up and followed the gang down the main staircase to where Emma and Liddy were setting up the picture frame. When they were ready, she looked at Liddy who was focused on the frame.

“It’s just swirling, not showing any faces,” Liddy stated.

“Imagine you are looking for sex with someone on the ship,” Emma instructed.

“Haven't had much of a mood for that in a long while. Tis why I be living on my own. Only ever brought me trouble,” Sarasha explained.

“Damn, we need a stranger to test it on. A man ideally,” Emma stated.

“We are in the air. We aren't going to have a man in sight for days.” Liddy rested her hand on Emma’s shoulder.

Suddenly a loud noise and a shadow flew by outside, followed by several others, then they could see outside the windows a pair of men sitting in a flying machine coming alongside them. One was the pilot, the other manned the machine gun that was aimed at their ship.

“Liddy, stop talking. Or at least say things the opposite of what you mean.” Hannah commented, stuffing her breasts back into her top as she went down the stairs to get her kit. “Like, ‘We aren't ever going to have over a hundred orgasms in a day’ or something.”

Everyone rushed to their stations. Ving took the helm while Liddy picked up the radio and scanned the channels. Inky and her soldiers kitted up and readied their weapons but stopped short of letting their escorts see them. Tonna and Hope emerged from Liddy’s room and got the holy warrior dressed for a fight. The rest changed into more utilitarian outfits and waited for something to do.

Liddy finally found the channel, “...ntion unknown yacht, you are being ordered to alter your flight path. Respond and divert or you will be fired upon. Your ship is now the property of the Mad King.” She could see the pilot to the left of the ship, flying closely, with his hand to his mask whenever the voice spoke.

“Tonna, on the left, guy with the gun, stone him!” Liddy shouted.

The aircraft suddenly dipped hard before struggling to get back to where it was.

“Hey asshole,” Liddy started diplomatically. “I just had your gunner turned to granite. If you want the curse broken, you are going to play nicely now before I do the same with anyone who looks in our direction. Understand?” Liddy cut the transmission. “Inky! Fangs out!”

Very quickly, girls armed with machine guns appeared at every door on the ship aiming in all directions. Vile climbed on top of the ship, battling with the wind with her powerful body before igniting her hands in flame. The streams of fire flowing from her hands as the ship moved.

Liddy could see the man on the radio but nothing came over her set. She hazarded a guess that he was speaking with his boss until she saw the fighter that was in front of them slowing down and getting close with the gunner keeping his head down. Liddy was about to order Ving to turn sharply when the fighter did it instead.

“Dumbasses,” Emma snorted after using her spectral hand to move the tailfin on the fighter.

“Nice try, I’ll give you that. But we have more than what you have seen to swat you with,” Liddy announced over the radio. “Accept the loss or learn to live as statues and hope they don't break when you crash.”

A different voice came over the radio. “This is the...” the voice paused to sigh, “Mad King. I see we made a mistake in accosting your vessel. If you really did turn one of my men to stone, then I'd like it undone before you leave.”

“We can do that but there is an obstacle at the moment.”

“It can't be done in flight, I assume.”

“I was going to say it’s expensive, but that as well.”

“I'd be offended if it wasn't exactly how I would have done it. Fine, if you follow my fighters you can dock at our main base and--” there was a brief disconnect. “Like I said, our main base. You will be under my protection.”

“You will respect the fact I will protect my ship and crew.”

“Of course.”

“Fine, we will be there soon.” Liddy finished, nodding to Ving to follow the fighter that had returned in front of them at a longer distance. “Looks like we are landing someplace special. Everyone keep your guard up.”

****

Inky kept looking out the open door. On their approach to the lake, they passed a few spots where it looked like ships could land. A few sheds and vehicles surrounded them and the tracks lead to the water. It was clearly a well-run operation where ships were forced to land and give up their possessions. She knew Liddy had made the right call. Getting into their main base was a gamble but a stand-up fight against manoeuvrable fighters would have gone against them if they simply attacked from below. Whatever kills they earned before then would have just made survival afterwards more difficult. She noticed they seemed to be going in circles so she went up to the bridge to see what was going on.

“They haven't told us to land yet, so I'm not going to until then,” Liddy explained as she saw Inky come up the stairs.

“This low they can't get under us, so we can still fight if we need to,” Ving explained.

“Good call,” Inky agreed. “What's the plan then?”

“Land on the water, let a single

boat approach, probably have their stone man with them. Then we are off,” Liddy postulated. “Unless something hap-”

Something happened. The lake was fed by the waterfall coming over the cliff that lined its eastern side. In the middle of it, a massive metal triangle emerged, splitting the flow of water to reveal a massive internal space beyond it.

“You need to speak faster Liddy,” Ving stated as she started lining the ship up with the gap in the water. “Land inside yes?”

“Yes,” Liddy agreed.

****

“New girls with me,” Hannah explained to the women standing before her with their weapons ready. “We will escort Liddy wherever she needs to go. Everyone else stays on the ship to cover us with Inky.”

“I'm coming as well,” Hope chimed in. “They need me to fix the man we turned to stone anyway.”

“Anytime. Now, remember, we try diplomacy first but if they make a stupid mistake, we punish them for it.” Hannah decided she needed to add something else. “We do NOT want to be the first to make a stupid mistake. It's not fun and more lives than our own are on the line.”

“Foxy! Spot for Laurel when we land. It's going to be in a cave under the waterfall and I don't want any hidden surprises,” Inky ordered when she came back down the stairs. “Though if you do see something, call it out first, then shoot if they don't comply.”

Foxy saluted and nodded.

“If this is anything like the last time we were at a diplomatic function, I'm going to end up drunk under the buffet and you will be getting laid in the stables,” Hannah reminisced with Inky.

“Well, Liddy hasn't said anything about expecting this to go well, so we will probably both get laid, become rich, and neither of us will smell like a distillery.”

****

Liddy walked out with her escort when their ship landed and a party arrived to greet them. There were several guards but it was an obvious attempt to diffuse the situation by not bringing an army. They paused to watch the fighters land on the runway beside them and were surprised at how much space was in the hanger. One of the fighters had trouble since it was carrying a stone statue with it but it landed safely at the far end of the runway.

“Welcome to my home.” The largest man in the greeting party bowed. “I am the boss around here. I must say, this is an unusual day for me.”

“I wish I could say the same,” Liddy responded. “You are the Mad King?”

The man sighed, his muscled shoulders sagging under his suit. “Yes. I really hate how reputation seems to focus on the things you don't want.”

“Now THAT, we have in common.” Liddy gestured to Hope. “She can break the curse of stone on your man there.”

They all looked at the fighter that had taxied closer before crews climbed over it to try and free the statue from his seat but failed.

“Good, I hate to lose people,” the man replied with an air of honesty in his words.

“You would have lost a lot more if you had pushed us.” Liddy snapped her fingers, and very quickly, Inky and her girls appeared on the top deck with weapons aimed and ready.

The man took a moment to look at the women ready to kill him. “I don't think I have ever been this intimidated before,” he finally said after spotting Vile and Tonna.

“I’d tell you if I ever felt intimidated, but I doubt you will be around if that ever happens.” Liddy set her tone to maximum snarkiness.

The whole greeting party started at her in surprise, unable to believe someone would say such a thing to their leader. He chuckled hard before speaking, “My dear, I-”

“Lady Captain,” Liddy stated with well-practised arrogance.

“My Lady Captain,” he corrected himself with another bow. “I do have an army here. Numbers alone should be at least a little intimidating. Perhaps some hidden surprises you can't see?”

“Like the snipers up there?” Foxy asked, pointing to an alcove high up in the cave wall. “You know their codeword for you is baldy right?”

This caught the man off guard. He, of course, knew his balding head was a source of some amusement but not that he was referred to as such. He turned away to hide his surprise from his guests as he pointed to the alcove and gestured with his thumb to get out.

“You would be surprised what we can see, and hear, oh Mad King,” Liddy explained while trying to sound condescending.

“I really don't like that name,” he said as he returned his attention to Liddy. “Please, call me Inver.”

“Alright, Inver, any more surprises you want to avoid for yourself?”

“Look, I accept you are formidable. But you can't expect me to roll over like a fool. I can overwhelm you all.”

“Your men could, maybe,” Emma started. “But I can crush your heart or your balls on a whim.”

“Oh, really? How?” Inver asked, not quite buying it.

Emma held up her hand, put her thumb on her middle finger, and flicked.

Inver grunted and his face turned red as he stumbled and coughed, leaning on the man next to him for support. His escorts were getting confused, but he waved them down before they could get jumpy.

“The hardest lessons?” Inver asked.

“Come from stupid questions,” his escorts replied in unison.

“I think my best tactical plan at this point is to run away and let my men deal with you,” Inver added a forced chuckle -- either to show he was kidding or pretend to have recovered.

“Sounds more like a testicle plan to me,” Hannah commented dryly.

The woman who had been standing behind Inver let out a loud burst of laughter before shutting herself up.

Hannah checked her out and recognized the fellow soldier under the fancy dress. “Jessica?!”

The woman shook her head, suddenly aware of the familiar face. “Hannah!?” She pushed past her boss to embrace Hannah, who shouldered her trench gun. “Oh my, it's been years! I was actually thinking of how costly it would be to overwhelm you all with numbers!”

“Ugh, been there, done that, climbed over the corpses,” Hannah replied.

“No kidding. Knowing you.”

“No seriously, got overwhelmed with vampire thralls, almost actual corpses attacking just Hope and I plus some frightened clerk. The whole hall was full of corpses by the time we were done.”

“I helped!” Vile added. “Ya know, at the end there.”

“I know, I blame the soundproofing, not you,” Hannah called back to Vile before returning to her friend. “So what's the real deal here?”

“Well, first we just make ships land, take the loot, drop the crew off near some city and take the ship to sell or whatever. Offer employment to any freed slaves, they are usually the most loyal. The rest we have started taking to this new Emberborn city.”

“We started that city!” Hannah explained.

“Really!? Is that why its called Harlottown? I remember you used to spend a lot of ‘not so private’ time with… well most anyone.”

Ving gasped, “Scandal!”

The rest of the girls kept their responses minimal, trying to focus on their jobs.

Jessica didn't even think for a moment that they had been actually surprised. “Anyways, the plan changed with your ship. We wanted our man fixed, so we were gonna let you dock and trade. We have a lot of expensive goods that are a hassle to transport so figured a pricy yacht would probably take them off our hands for us.”

“Still a big risk, letting us see your secret base.” Hannah gestured to the whole complex that seemed to run deep into the rock behind them.

“Well, it's a combination of ‘who would believe you?’ and ‘who doesn't already know?’ so we figured why not. Only reason the cities haven't moved on us is that we are a tough nut to crack and their armies are busy elsewhere.”

“Here I thought that nuts were easy to crack here,” Emma commented with a happy smile at Inver.

“Right, I'm going to get some ice.” Inver walked slowly away. “If Jessica trusts you, that's good enough for me. Help my man and do whatever trading you like in your own time.”

“I guess this means we can do some business after all.” Liddy smiled at the girls.

“What kind of business do you do on The Lady Harlot….” Jessica trailed off as she read the name on the side of the ship before looking slyly at Hannah.

Hannah looked at her friend like she was stupid. “We have a priestess on board, we’re a convent. Duh!” Then she gave a silly smile once her friend was sufficiently confused.

“Maybe we can overwhelm you with men after all!” Jessica laughed.

“Score!” Mari shouted.

****

Mari was certainly not disappointed. Within an hour of word getting out about their business, and willingness to trade, a crowd gathered outside the ship. While they weren't as wealthy as the normal clientele, their numbers more than made up for it to satisfy Liddy.

Mari felt her throat widen as her first client slid himself down, her tongue wiggled to tease him as he reached the limit of what he could offer her. She couldn't see the man opening her legs but felt him pushing into her hard enough to feel the man in her throat go a little deeper during each thrust until he had to give her a chance to breathe.

Easy loved seeing Mari having fun. She licked the long shaft that penetrated her woman as it slid in and out of her while the man holding her by the hips penetrated her. Her long tongue wrapped around the man and tasted Mari every time it pulled out of her for another thrust. Easy kept her eyes on the massive breasts of her lover and watched them move with every jolt her body endured, and the hard breaths of air she gasped between her sloppy gags.

Mari loved to hear her fairy moan with satisfaction as a man savaged her body. The sight of a man deep inside her about to spill his seed was enough to bring her to the edge of climax alone. When the man grunted and started holding himself deep inside her to make sure she didn't lose a drop, Mari screamed as hard as she could with her mouth full as her body shook. She knew Easy would taste her on the man her tongue wrapped around.

As the man slid out of Easy, Mari beckoned over one of the men who were waiting for their turn and saw her woman get penetrated by the next in line. Suddenly her mouth was full of seed. She greedily swallowed, giving her a few moments to breathe before yet another man took his turn.

Easy tasted Mari and the seed the man inside her had spilt into her belly. Quickly taking advantage of Mari now free of any men for a moment, she yanked her by the breasts to pull her close enough for a kiss.

The next man flipped Mari over and took her by the hips so the kiss continued while he pushed into Mari. The men hollered and cheered at the kissing women, their breasts pressing together as men behind each of them slammed themselves into their bodies. Sensing an opportunity, another man stood on the bed and shoved his manhood between the kissing lips and felt both tongues wrapping around him as each mouth took turns admitting him. It didn't take long before Mari and Easy shared the seed on their faces, licking each other clean while also cleaning the manhood they shared.

Easy fluttered her wings as she felt the seed being pumped into her belly before another man took his place within her and another slid between her kiss with Mari. This time, she slithered her tongue down Mari’s throat deeper than a man could ever get. When the man in their kiss missed their faces, Easy pulled out and ran her long tongue over their breasts to clean them off while continuing the kiss. She was still licking seed off her own and Mari’s breasts when the next man took his place in their kiss. For Easy, it was the ultimate expression of love for her and Mari to have men inside them while being intimate with each other.

“I love my whore so much,” Easy whispered while Mari took her turn with the man in her mouth.

Mari let the man withdraw from her mouth before forcing Easy to take it hard down her throat where she felt him blow his load immediately, “And I love mine. I so badly want to see you with as many partners as possible.”

Now that the lovebirds had their goal, they made sure to work hard at it.

****

Emma was pleased that her first magical creation was working so well. Every client that came in looked at her breasts although she wasn't certain how necessary it was. All that mattered was that the image of the girl they would enjoy the most appeared for her. If they were occupied, she could just swipe her hand right to show another. Of course, the volume of clients made it difficult for her to assign them to their best match or even second choice. What mattered was that it worked.

Foxy kept guard at the door. Everyone who showed up seemed to act respectfully towards her, and whenever there was some excitement-related rowdiness they calmed down at her command. All in all, things seemed to be going far better than they had expected when they landed. She saw Hope coming up the ramp and smiled.

“Soften up their man?” Foxy asked, once Hope got through the crowd.

“Then back to hard again,” Hope replied, using a finger to clean the corner of her mouth as she wiggled her eyebrows.

Foxy smirked and nodded as Hope passed to go get out of her armour to better see clients.

****

Hannah had swapped guard duty with Harriot who desperately wanted to see clients. The idea of working through so many appealed to the new girl. Now Hannah had to keep watch over Ving as her racing fan fulfilled a long-held fantasy. Though, instead of jumping right into the sex, he was showing her news clippings and race stats. Hannah could tell her girl was aching to get some action by the way she shifted her weight and held herself close to him.

“...then here is the first time you placed on the podium,” he commented at the picture.

Ving tried not to cringe at the picture. She remembered what she was thinking about when it was taken and how scared she was to leave public view. “It was a big day for me, helped establish me as a serious contender.”

“Your odds of winning permanently improved after that. Was it more pressure for you?”

“Not really, I always just wanted to be going as fast as I could.” She paused, “It felt like the faster I went, the further away from my troubles I got.” She looked at Hannah, who would know what troubles she referred to better than the fan who wouldn't have understood.

“One of our fighter pilots here says the same thing,” he remarked. “Maybe I should introduce you to her.”

“It would be nice to meet one of your fighter pilots,” Ving replied and glanced at Hannah again. “But it can wait until we are done here.”

The man smiled and nodded, oblivious to the not so subtle pushing out of Ving's chest that she had hoped would entice him to admire the cleavage.

Hannah smirked and shook her head, and went off to check on things elsewhere.

****

Vile kept close to Liddy as she browsed in the warehouse, occasionally lifting heavy crates or opening them for inspection. There were a lot of fine pieces, but few she would want to keep on her ship. Marble statues were heavy and took up space. She considered sending Blaze to find Hope and see if any of them used to be people.

“I'd prefer paintings or other art that doesn't take up so much space. Ideally something salacious.” Liddy pouted a bit, not finding something she wanted was disappointing.

“We might have a portfolio back in the office. I can collect it and see what we have,” the man guiding them suggested.

Liddy tried not to reprimand him for not mentioning that sooner, sensing him to be a bit dim. “That would be lovely, thank you.”

He scurried off, leaving the three women alone with the art and other objects in the storeroom.

“He could have said that sooner,” Vile commented.

“We could have asked just as easily,” Liddy countered. “Besides, I doubt they have everything conveniently organised. We walked through that office, and it was a mess.”

“Maybe if we knew where we were going next, we might buy things that we could sell there.” Blaze suggested.

“Well, I did plan on going to Eighth, but I have no idea what might be in fashion there.” Liddy shrugged.

“Locals might know.” Vile suggested. “Almost wonder why they bothered to steal all of it in the first place.”

“They steal the ships as well, you would think they would ship it all out with them,” Blaze added.

“The locals might know it's stolen, so it might be best we don't unpack anything we buy until after the next city.” Liddy was suddenly relieved she thought of that fact before docking at the next city and not after a client noticed it.

“Should we really buy anything, then?” Vile asked. “Anyone we meet might know it's stolen, even a city far away months from now.”

“Agreed, we won't buy anything with a signature or that's identifiable as unique. We would be better off just commissioning our own art for the ship. So let's ask about picture frames. Something that blends in with the ship.”

“We will have to wait for our guide or find him first.” Blaze looked around and saw no sign of him. “But I see something we can't ever put on our ship unless we want to make the clients feel inadequate.” She lead them over to a statue of a man standing proudly over his fully erect manhood sticking out.

“Surprisingly soft texture…” Liddy admired as she touched the stone shaft.

“Let me see,” Vile stated as she lifted her dress and faced away from the statue before lifting her hips slightly and sliding herself down on it. “Perfect height for me, and feels really good.”

Liddy admired the sight of the demoness working her hips on the statue as she pulled her breasts out to play with them. She didn't make Vile wait long for her mouth to take over and urged Blaze to do the same. The two women each had one of the massive red breasts of the demon who held them in place with her powerful hands. Liddy felt the poke of a tail exploring between her legs and stepped slightly to admit it inside her before moving her legs closed again to trap it. She could hear Blaze moaning as a tail explored her as well, and reached around to hold Vile by the waist.

Blaze hadn't considered Vile before, thinking Inky’s lover was off limits, but feeling the tail inside her womb and sharing the experience with Liddy was intense. She reached over to hold Liddy by the bum and squeeze tightly before slapping it hard to hear a pleased gasp from the mouth ravishing the nipple before her. Looking up, she could see the demon moaning as she worked her body on the statue and could feel the shiver of the climax as it moved through her body to her face.

“Your turn.” Vile grinned as she looked down at Blaze.

They backed off to let Vile pull herself off the statue, who then took Blaze in her arms and lifted her up with one hand under each thigh to spread them wide.

Liddy freed Blaze of her bra to reveal her breasts as she stood to the side to admire the sight of Vile pushing the soldier onto the statue. “How’s it feel?”

“Good, so good.” Blaze moaned as she struggled to accept the marble member into her body.

Liddy reached down to massage Blaze between her legs to help stimulate her and make sure fitting it inside her was as pleasurable as it could be. She leant over to kiss her breasts as Vile made slow motions to Blaze so she had a steady rhythm to the thrusts. As she did so, she felt both tails pushing inside her and bit Blaze slightly on her breasts as they started to wriggle around inside her.

Vile found the sight of using Blaze on a statue while Liddy teased her to be amusing and laughed as the head resting between her breasts moaned and screamed in pleasure when she finally came to climax. She was gentle when pulling her off and set her down to rest. There was little need to be so careful with Liddy, who almost lept into her arms and slammed herself down on the slick stone and held Vile by the breasts as

she braced her body.

Blaze was sitting under Liddy, watching her body move, almost making out the bump in her skin where the statue stretched it as it pushed into her. She wanted to reach up and touch Liddy but the powerful legs in front of her were far too tempting. As Vile held Liddy, Blaze poked her head under her dress and had her first taste of the demoness as she worked her tongue between Vile's legs. It tasted strange and different but she held the powerful legs tightly as she struggled to get her face as deep between them as she could.

Looking down, Liddy could see Blaze under the dress Vile was wearing. Looking at Vile, she could see she was enjoying the attention down there. Liddy grabbed her by one of the horns that had grown significantly since they had first met and pulled her in close for a kiss. The long tongue filled her mouth as she kept slamming her hips hard on the statue and feeling her breasts tug in the demon's grip.

Vile felt her tongue being slightly bitten down on by Liddy as she climaxed and couldn't help but feel another in her body thanks to the surprising talent of Blaze. She had to help Liddy down off the statue and set her next to Blaze where the two shared a kiss that her tails got in on. Seeing two women sucking on her tails while they kissed was always a favourite sight of hers.

“I was worried our guide might interrupt us. Seems like we still have time,” Vile commented after looking around.

The women below her didn't seem to care as their kiss kept going with the tails.

****

Leira wasn't a big fan of how dark the water was as she walked along the lower docks that housed the smaller boats. On top of that was the fact that the metal and oil of maintaining the boats meant the water probably tasted like it as well. Still, the chances to swim were limited and she could always swim outside in the light so the discomfort would be minimal. She passed by the boat at the farthest end when she noticed a mechanic working on it and smiled. As he turned to face, her he knocked his toolbox into the water and didn't notice until it was already lost from sight.

“Oh damn,” he cursed.

Leira felt sorry for him; he seemed genuinely hurt that he had lost his tools and it was a little bit her fault. He was an older fellow, balding, and past his prime. It wasn't difficult for her to see he had some kind of sentimental attachment to his tools. So Leira decided to help.

“I’ll get that for you!” Leira announced cheerfully.

He was about to protest when she let her dress slide to her feet and lept into the water naked. On the boat, he waited and wondered if he had really seen what he had seen. Suddenly, out of the murky depths came the mermaid who gripped the edge of the boat before pulling the toolbox out of the water and placing it on the edge where it had been.

“Wow, that wasn't easy to do in the dark. Also, some other tools were down there and I put them in the box. Hand?” Leira offered her hand and pulled herself the rest of the way out of the water once he took it.

“I ummm…” he trailed off, looking at the naked mermaid.

“Yeah, I have gills so I can breathe underwater. Happy to help!” She noticed him blushing and turning away from her. “Oh don't mind me, I like it when people look. Lets me know my curves are in the right place.”

“Haven't gotten to see a woman like you in a very long time,” he mumbled while taking a furtive glance.

“What about touching?” Leira asked as she saw the bulge in his coveralls grow. “I'd hate to deprive you of that kind of reminiscing as well.”

The man looked at her in surprise, not saying anything as she unclasped his clothing and let it fall off. It wasn't until she started undoing his shirt that he spoke up. “Why would you want an old man like me?”

“Well…” Leira paused. “You did get me wet.”

He cracked a smile, getting the joke as she sat him down on a crate and straddled him on his lap. The sight of her moving her body downwards and feeling himself slide into her felt like a dream come true. When she was face to face with him, she looked in his eyes and smiled as she moved up to slide him almost out before lowering herself again. Her nipples ran through the hair on his chest and he couldn't believe that the noises she made were from her pleasure.

“Can't have you forgetting what this feels like.” Leira kept her rhythm steady so she didn't finish him too quickly.

“I don't think it has ever felt this good.” He looked down at her breasts and asked, “May I?”

“Of course! Playing with myself is fun but having someone else's hands on me is always better!”

The man gripped Leira by the breasts and held firm as she kept working her body over him. His thumb and forefinger pinched her nipples lightly before he took them into his mouth to taste and tease with his tongue.

Leira bounced her body, again and again, to feel the man move inside her until he finally decided to take charge and laid her down on the bench. Without his larger belly in the way, it was easier for her to feel him push deeper into her and she felt the forceful thrusts shake the boat. She loved how alive the man had gotten once his confidence came to him, and when his seed finally flowed into her she moaned hard and begged for more. He did his best, but his age had sapped his stamina and he flagged. When he pulled out, Leira got to her knees and took him into her mouth to taste the two of them. Her own hand got to work between her legs and made sure not to let him out of her mouth until she screamed her climax out.

“That was… well, I was going to apologize for finishing but you just kept going there.”

“Like I said, you know how to make a girl wet.” Leira giggled as she sat on the boat, still teasing herself between her legs.

****

Ving instantly forgot her sexual frustrations when she got close enough to touch one of the fighter planes. Of course, she held her hands back as she looked at the pilot who gave her a nod.

“Go ahead, though be mindful that the hull isn't as durable as a racer. It's not meant to bump anyone,” she explained.

“Doesn't it get shot at?” Hannah asked as she checked out the mounted machine guns.

“Yes, but we took the people approach and simply try not to get hit at all because adequate armour would make it useless. Dodging instead of finding cover. Plus, between the engine, fuel, instruments, seat, radio, guns, and ammo, its heavy enough as it is without putting metal skin.”

“Fair enough. I got saved by one of these things once. Fell off the airship and it dove under me to catch. Almost made it, but I think it took fire or was already damaged so it crashed into the trenches.”

The pilot stared at Hannah in amazement, “Seriously? That… would be extremely dangerous. Even if you did crash, lucky you.”

Hannah nodded in agreement, under no illusion about how dead she should have been.

“How do you shoot through the propellers?” Ving asked as she looked at the front of the plane trying to figure it out.

“Oh!” her adoring fan remarked. “The guns are hooked up to the engine and will only fire at certain points in the cycle. The bullets pass through while it's spinning.”

“I'd love to take to the air with this one. Get a feel for it.” Ving wiggled her eyebrows at the pilot.

“Sure, both seats can control the craft so I can ride behind you. I'm due for some free flying anyways.”

“I will clear it with control!” the client Ving had almost forgotten about announced. “My brother is the king so they listen to me even though I'm a mechanic.”

After he ran off, the three women were left alone and the pilot started her check of the aircraft.

“So we hear you like to fly to escape,” Ving mentioned. “I used to do the same. Anything we can help with?”

Hannah worked the action on her weapon, not enough to eject the round she had chambered but enough to make the noise and get the point across.

The pilot picked up on the not so subtle hint. “Just memories now. Hardest thing to get distance from. Flying just gives me more pressing things to concentrate on. Also, it’s a lot of fun.”

Hannah stood down while the pilot and Ving went over safety matters and whatever else needed talking about. When the waterfall was parted again, she watched Ving take to the sky on the fighter. The client returned, suddenly aware that his crush was gone and looked at Hannah trying to think of something to say.

“She mentioned wanting a gun on her racer. What would you suggest?” She asked, trying to keep him focused and forget he was still paying for her time.

****

Tonna was amazed at the willingness of men to put themselves inside her. Of course, she knew that hadn't been an issue before her snake body but it seemed to hold true in spite of it. Some inevitably weren't interested, but even Mari had men turning away from how she looked. It was liberating to feel real men thrusting into her and enjoying themselves. Each one of her hands held another man and would frequently deposit their seed on her breasts that were slowly getting covered as she satisfied the crowd. She had set up in the rear cargo bay to handle the sheer volume of men who hadn't the money to pay for a private room. As the man inside her pulled out to put his seed on her belly, she noticed the next one already getting into position and eagerly awaited him pushing inside her. His entry was smooth from just how much her snake body wanted them.

Cat poked her head down the stairs and saw Tonna enjoying herself, and exchanged nods with Ela working the door after making eye contact. She went back upstairs to report things were fine and saw Hope coming out of a room with a client. Cat pinched the priestess on the bum as she followed her back to the bar, where Emma was still managing the clients at the door.

“Things are good; why don't you haul the take to the safe. I’ve got this. Then go see some clients,” Cat said as she took over at the podium.

“Thank you. I am aching for some fun!” Emma replied.

As Emma went down the stairs with the bag full of money, she was excited to get some clients. When she got to the safe, she saw Sarasha sitting quietly in the corner.

“Are you alright?” Emma asked, concerned.

“You girls are crazy! So much sex!” Her mind was blown.

“Oh, yeah. We get like that.” Emma put the money in the safe and then returned her attention to Sarasha. “It's been a long tradition that women we rescue end up working here, but if it's not your thing then no hard feelings. You can stay or go at your leisure.”

“Pirate base might be more my speed.”

“Best of luck. Feel free to wander before you decide. I’m going to go see if I can find someone to make me scream!”

Emma pranced away and left Sarasha alone to realise just how normal she had been as a witch in the woods instead of one of the sex-crazed women on the ship.