Ursula knows the real Hyte's pussy won't lie

Ursula pushed her glasses up once more with one palm, observing the two Hyte's with a cold smile, as if making one more half-hearted effort to discern some difference between the two before unveiling her master plan. "It's so simple, a child could figure it out-"

"I've got it! You're going to ask me to grab that file you wanted, right, Counselor?" the real Hyte questioned, pumping her fists excitedly. She was a real fan of showing off her filing skill, for one thing, and for another, she thought she'd found a loophole that would prove her identity for sure. The other Hyte babbled unintelligibly in a good imitation of Hyte, but one that contained very real fear; if Ursula asked the two of them to race to retrieve documents from the filing cabinet, Mympho was going to lose for sure! He'd spent long enough in the dungeon to hear Hyte mumbling to herself about that ridiculously over-complicated filing system of hers... "Leave it to me! I'll fetch it for you right away!" Hyte boasted, pressing one thumb to her modest chest and beaming proudly.

"No."

"... N-N-No?! But it's such a good solution! I, frankly, don't come up with good ideas very often! You're really going to turn it down?!" Hyte asked with dismay written across her face.

The counselor smiled, almost sympathetically, then instructed the two of them to turn around and place both hands upon the wall, sticking out their butts.

Both Hytes looked at each other, as though they were starting to care less about which of themselves was real and more about their mutual preservation. They took a moment for a group huddle; the left one nodded while the right one whispered. Finally, they both turned around, then the Mympho Hyte cleared her throat and spoke up. "We will do so... but only... if you swear on Geod's name that you're not going to spank us."

The purple-haired woman rolled her eyes, then sighed. "Fine. I swear on Geod's name that I have no intention of spanking you."

The two nodded, then obeyed her instructions. In no time flat, as though immediately reneging on her promise, Ursula had grabbed the back-seat of both of their shorts and yanked them down past the buttocks, exposing their cute, pale buns. "W-Wait! We agreed no spanking!" Hyte wailed, moving her hands from the wall to cover her rear. The Mympho Hyte gulped and left hers where they were... She thought Ursula's wrath would only grow greater if goaded on by disobedience.

"Didn't I just promise to the almighty Geod that I don't intend to spank you? Doubting me now is nothing less than sacrilege," Ursula pointed out, lowering her eyebrows over her cold, blue eyes with a menacing frown.

Hyte wanted to say something about how she didn't personally fear Geod, being an agnostic knight, but she kept it to herself. Oddly, that thought didn't cross Mympho's mind at all, and he was as a demon on top of a knight. Whimpering, each of the two returned their hands to the walls. The whimpering intensified as each felt the counselor's glove hands tracing their shivering butt-cheeks delicately, stopping here and there to give a gentle squeeze (but no spank).

"The simple answer is that Mympho has underestimated women, my dear jailer. Women are very different from men... and female elves from male demons? Night and day, I'd say. No matter how used Mympho is to replicating the complex physiology of a woman in terms of physical appearance, I highly doubt he's familiar with actually using it. What I mean to say is-- stick out your bottom just a little more, dear-- that your very womanhood is the key to solving this puzzle." Ursula knelt down behind the girls and smiled wide. She wasn't a lesbian, but... she was enough of a sadist to enjoy this sort of thing regardless. "I want you to know: Geod has approved of these next actions. It may seem strange to you, but it is not your place, nor mine, to question Geod's will."

With no further hesitation, Ursula mounted a hand onto the central point of both Hyte butts, cupping the palm upside down on each, spreading the pussy with two fingers, and sticking in the middle two remaining fingers with all of the practice of a woman who is very, very used to using her own hands to masturbate. She bit her lip with excitement as she began to wriggle the gloved fingers inside each pussy, immediately causing both Hyte's to start shouting in humiliation, wriggling their hips. Her initial thought was that she ought to be able to judge by some mixture of their physical reaction and the wetness down there which was the real one... but there was really very little difference. Mympho had really been too skilled for his own good when it came to creating this copy.

The small elven jailers both pressed their modest bosoms up against the wall, gradually transferring from moaning in indignation to letting their pleasure show in their voice... The real Hyte had lesbian tendencies to begin with and the fake Hyte was, for the first time, discovering how it feels to have a vagina and have an expert playing with it. This was going somewhere, but it didn't appear to have anything to do with solving a mystery...

Ursula's glasses slid slightly from her face; she frowned and flicked her nose up to straighten them back on, having no free hand to do so. "My, you're both exceedingly sopping wet. I'd say neither one of you masturbates with much frequency."

"I-Is masturbating frequently really something a church counselor is suggesting we do?!" the real Hyte questioned. It was all Ursula could to do keep her promise not to spank her cute, pinkish bottom to an angry red for that comment.

Mympho, on the other hand, thought that he did masturbate rather freely... It just usually involved his hand around his penis. Right now, his hands were about half the size of their usual forms and his penis was nowhere to be seen. To his surprise... and he hated to admit it... this felt way better! His penis in its usual form was spongy, yellow, and gross, and his hands weren't much better. As a big, hairy knight, he even grossed himself out. If he instead took the form of someone he found sexy... like, say, a female elf... would that actually make his masturbation life better? It was an odd thing to find himself thinking about in this situation.

Far too little time passed before both Hytes found themselves at their limits. "C-Counselor, please, stop! If you don't stop I-I'm going to pee!" the real Hyte begged.

"That's the plan," Ursula smirked, although she planned to clear the area before that could hit her. "In fact, go ahead. I command you to squirt... right... now!"

The fingers hit just the right spot at just the right time, causing Hyte to clench her teeth and press her reddened cheek against the cold stone wall of the prison while her body shuddered violently. "Stooop! I-I-I'm peeeeeing!" she cried ridiculously, perhaps not realizing exactly what she was doing in this moment. Whatever the case, she squirted hard, making a mess of the shorts Ursula had pulled down but failed to actually remove earlier. The counselor thought to herself, privately, that had been a mistake on her part, but said nothing.

As for the fake Hyte, the reaction was much different. "Fuuuuck! I'm cummiiiiing!" she moaned in a rough grunt of pleasure, marveling at the unusual sensation of squirting from a hole that she'd never actually used for pleasurable activities before. The shorts got just as messy as on the other one and she fell to her knees, panting hard.

Ursula grabbed that Hyte's head from behind, roughly digging her fingers into the blond hair, then lifted it to grin into the disguised demon's face. "Hello, demon. Are you ready to stop running yet?"