You should pray, little prey.

"Sit out of the bath. Now."

I comply quickly, cheeks burning as I'm **** to expose my entire body all of a sudden. Priscilla wades through the water on her knees; reaching me, and grasping my cock. Her other hand darts beneath the water, rubbing furiously against her crotch.

"Why do idiots always have the have such big, praise worthy pricks..." She murmurs, letting it lay across her face; taking in the boiling heat and throbbing tension.

An unnaturally long tongue un-spools from her mouth; moving like a snake, the silken serpent quickly wraps itself around my cock. From center to tip, it works its way up as she positions her scarred lips to it's top; kissing it along her path. Once she appears ready to get to work, I feel something at my back. Two somethings. Two gelatinous somethings.

"Teacher and Boss... So hot..." Whispers Sammy, wrapping her arms around my chest.

My attention is brought back to Priscilla when she suddenly sinks down the entirety of my shaft. Her impossibly tight, hot, and wet throat encompassing every inch of me. Before I can even moan in surprise, she's pulled all the way back up, and then shoved herself halfway down again.

"Agh! Too! Much!"

Hearing me, she pulls back once more, just as I reach a shamefully quick finish. It splatters across her face and chest; coating her in a thick white plaster. When I finally manage to finish, all I can do is lean back into the squishy girl behind me...

Where did Sammy go?

As I hit my head on solid stone instead of feeling the embrace of a cute slime tomboy, I hear Sammy yell out. "Yummy stuff!" followed by a splash in the bath. Once I've recovered from the sudden concussed state I had be left in, I rise to see Prissy, with Sammy writhing across her body in a formless frenzy. After a minute or so, Sammy plops off of her teacher, landing in the water with a satisfied look on her gooey face.

Prissy giggles; picking Sammy up from the water like a melted figurine. "Would you like seconds?"

"Yes!"

The Beast-Woman smiles, moving the Slime with around until standing her up; now grasping her hips with both hands, facing where I sit. "Monster, come give your fellow Initiate some... yummy stuff."

I sink back into the hot bath, wading through over to my Handler. Sammy seems positively engrossed with me as I do so; watching me intently, or more accurately, watching where my crotch is. Prissy firmly raises Sammy up, pulling her legs wide apart from each other; revealing a slit between the two limbs.

"My student; have you ever had your inner pleasure membrane stimulated before?" Whispers Prissy.

"No... Is it fun?"

"Very."

I line up my still hard shaft to Sammy's entrance; throbbing harshly from Priscilla's earlier ravaging. Before if I can ask if she's ready, Prissy jolts forward; impaling the slime onto me like a skewer.

"Good!" Yelps Sammy, her eyes changing shape; are those hearts?

My senses become dull; animal instinct compelling me to fuck with abandon, and to fill the squealing slime with as many treats as I could. I'm egged on even further by the erotic sight of the bulge of her stomach, and the dark outline of my cock visible through her partially see-through body. A part of me wants, no; demands to see how much seed I can pump into her. How virile is this handcrafted work of the Gods; Dark and Light alike. I grasp her hips tightly, allowing Priscilla to release Sammy into my care; walking around me to my back.

There, she eggs me on as I begin thrusting harshly into the tomboy ooze. "Do it... Pump it all in... Break her..."

Sammy offers her own encouragement; physical and verbal. "More! More good! Feed me!"

Her replica pussy begins to move; acting like a wet, warm, velvety pump. It's movements, combined with my own, was creating an otherworldly sensation of euphoria for my cock; which itself was still sensitive from Prissy's wild ride just minutes prior. Tipping over the edge, I relent with a final thrust; slamming Sammy hard against myself. I see the white flood permeating across her body, starting where a womb would be, and spreading out across her form.

"Too! Good!"

Sammy begins shaking violently; then, out of nowhere, begins changing color. From blue, to purple, to violet, red, to orange, to yellow, to green, then back to blue. Over and over does she change, as she begins seeping between my fingers, falling off of my cock, and into the bath. Now out in the open, it takes Prissy little time to grasp the second most sensitive part of my body.

She walks to my my front, jerking my cock as she does to keep it hard. She walks us over to the towel she had laid out previously, and lays down; raising her legs as far as she can.

"Breed. Me." She demands; eyes burning red with lust.

I don't need to be told twice; mind already blank of any thoughts aside from the rutting of any woman I could see. I position myself above her; legs wrapping around her own as I press the tip to her burning lips. I plunge all the way in without hesitation or restraint; pulling back with the same negligence, and follow through with another fierce stab. Priscilla wrapped her arms around my back; claws now digging into my scales and hide as I ravaged her. It was like we were in combat; a stab here, a claw there, and the occasional ****-hold of our lips mashing passionately into each other.

I feel something ooze around my shaft as I pulled back for another thrust; Sammy, recovered from her orgasm, and now sitting beside us in lustful awe. She had formed her hand into a cylinder around my cock; stretching to encompass every inch it as I pulled out of Prisilla. When next I thrusted, the tube retracted; allowing my entire raw cock full entry again. It was as though I was ploughing them both at once, with Sammy's wrapping acting like another pussy each time I pulled free of Priscilla. With all this stimulation, I couldn't help but finish; slamming as deep as I could, once last time, I release even more of my cum into Priscilla. I feel her tighten around me as she wraps her legs around my back; pulling me into her even harder. Her massive breasts are like perfect cushions on my chest as I lock lips with her.

After the euphoria passes, I pull back from the kiss; only to be blinded by a flash of emerald light. Cilla, reverted back to her other form, nearly lays passed out; breathing heavily, and with an expression of orgasmic bliss on her face.

"Mmm... more yummy..." Says Sammy, who begins lapping up and down my overworked cock, as well as Cilla's freshly filled slit.

"Agh! Sammy! I'm sensitive! So sensitive!"

"Y-you slimy dolt! Fuck!"

After freshening up (with lots of "help" from Sammy), we begin to dress ourselves.

"Well... that was something." I say, wanting to break what was now an uncomfortable silence.

"Indeed." Says Cilla; refusing to elaborate further.

Of course, my Handler finishes dressing first; walking out the door with a over-fed slime in tow. She turns to me as I finally get my wings through the holes in my shirt.

"I expect you to remember not to play with my emotions anymore, Monster. May this be a lesson well learned."

She closes the door behind her; at which point I realize it...

I'm even more tired than when I came here to relax! Argh! What is with these women!