Deumos' Power

Deumos was, by all intents and purpose, bored. She looked around for nothing in particular, her gaze flat. She thought about letting her assistant Mono fuck her again, but even her cute flustered reaction had gotten... Old.

Deumos' eyes went wide. Had she gotten old? Had she truly done everything and everyone, indulged in all there is to enjoy?

Surely not! Had she just gotten lazy, unimaginative? With her powers and control over the sinful flesh, the only limit to what she could do was her imagination.

But her head felt empty when she tried to think of anything new and exciting.

The demon hummed with a worried voice as she began paicing around - eternity would be a long time being bored. Mortals had no idea how good they had it that way, only needing to plan for hundred or so years...

Mortals...

Deumos smiled to herself, she wasn't out of ideas yet! Or well, she knew where to get new ones - of course, other people.

She could lend her powers to someone and observe what they would do with them. It should help her get ideas for how to entertain herself and be entertaining in itself, new porn would never be something she turned down.

She could already feel her tentacles wiggling in excitement, searching for something to grab. All she needed to do, was find a suitable someone to bless with her power...