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Chapter 6 by SchlockTheMonkey SchlockTheMonkey

Follow Krystal to succubus boot camp, or back to Earth?

Boot camp

"So do I go back home now?" Krystal asked. "Ma'am," she quickly added, seeing the general glower.

"Not quite yet," Adijah replied. "You've made a good beginning," she continued, stroking her pussy to remind Krystal just where she'd started, "but you still have a lot to learn." The flame-haired demoness traced an oval perhaps five feet high and three wide on one wall. As her finger completed the circuit the rock inside the oval began to glow faintly. "Step through," the general ordered.

Krystal complied instantly -- she had a strong independent streak, but she was sure the general wouldn't tolerate disobedience to a direct order. Still, walking through solid rock was a strange enough concept that she couldn't help but hold her hands in front of her and close her eyes as she stepped through. When she opened them she got yet another surprise, though after a day like this she was growing numb to shock value.

The people, if you could call them that, were about what she'd expected for the most part. Some looked as human as she did, others had obvious demonic features like horns, pointy tails, or skin in colors straight out of a box of crayons. A few looked like anthropomorphic animals. All were female and drop dead sexy. All wore red shorts except for a dozen naked women who had paired off and were fucking each other as a purple-skinned demoness walked up and down the line, observing and making notes on a clip-board.

Other succubi were splashing around and laughing in what looked like a lake of boiling sulfur, while others practiced with swords and javelins, and still others ran an obstacle course while what looked like a wolf-woman waved a barbed whip at them and shouted obscenities in several dead languages. The more Krystal listened the more sense the trainer's diatribe made. She'd be able to curse fluently in Sumerian herself if she listened a few more minutes, for whatever that was worth.

None of that was so surprising, of course. Even the fetish video summer-camp vibe the place gave off wasn't really that much of a shock. It was the size of the place.

How big is the camp?

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