“Ahhnn!” Slapping her lavish backside rewarded him with the characteristic jiggle conjured by laying hands on such an abundant rear end, not that Ania seemed to mind a certain measure of roughness as her hips bucked forth into thin air solely to return to their original posture in order to receive the second smack shortly after. She gasped given the lacerated flesh on her rump, feeling the burn bleed over into a pleasant tingle once the wound began to heal before it vanished completely yet again.

She was at a loss for words due to the fact that his words hardly carried any anger of his own which made choosing the right words a lot more difficult although for the moment Ania figured she could do without ensnaring his wrist. “I .. I just ..” Another gasp had been coaxed from her lips, followed by a tender moan with his manhood oh so close to puncturing her tight rear. “I just love it when you’re standing behind me like that, ready to take me whenever you please, n-nothing more. Few things are more exciting to me by comparison. I must apologize for letting it go to my head, but .. You’re just irresistible.”

Azure eyes flickered back at the pitch black Smoke Devil, looking him over with an unmistakable urge to ride that grandiose phallus of his without an ounce of shame to her whorish demeanor. She craved more for even though the drug had run its course on her senses, Slarr oftentimes fulfilled her every dark temptation. There was nothing Ania would have loved more than to be fucked beyond reason by the supreme male specimen behind her since even throughout normal conversation her mind regularly pictured the most lecherous moments they once went through.

“I want you to fill me, Slarr, please .. Make me yours once more ..” She produced those words with a sensuous voice, the very desperation therein mimicked by the constant shudders running through her spine. Purely the reminder that a poor servant jumped at the chance to satisfy her own selfish needs held the exotic aqua beauty before him at bay, regardless of how much her body wanted to be reduced to a blissed out heap of azure flesh. “Give it to me, Slarr. I need you so badly.”

Sadly the huntress had been far too devoted to him to take action on her own. Slarr wasn’t hers to claim although the suspense was damn near impossible to endure. She twitched and trembled given his imminent intrusion, her every fiber burning with desire. Searing fires inflamed her senses with every waking moment he dangled the prospect of another round in front of her, driving that insatiable hunger to ever escalating heights. She wanted to fall victim to his thunderous thrusts and scream his name in delight for countless times to come, whatever the cost.

“I see ...” Slarr added though he did find her words an incredible turn on he retracted that slapping hand, both his clawed hands now working to grasp her ass cheeks and spread them apart to open up that puckered back door a bit more.

He did not shove himself in as might have been expected or even inserted himself as she would feel the absence of that contact. Lemon yellow eyes regarded her for a moment and a thought rushed through his head as he waited and looked on.

The devious Belzar could be straight forward, as often he was save when it suited him most. He was aware that she would wait, though the drug still worked through him it wasn't as strong where he could hold back against it a little, especially when he noted that he could indulge whenever he wished so he allowed his own desire to build.

His tail eventually snaked about her hip. The side of it rubbed against a side of her clit nice and slow. That stinger inserted itself into her abdomen, retracted and did so again barely puncturing her as if he were using tiny needles against her. Next time she went off planet he might have her search for some Liquid Pain, although he had no venom just a dab of that on the tip and that might be an interesting experience as it would be far weaker than a full dose after all and like an artist and his paints a vial of the hard to find material would last a fair amount of time if used that way he though.

Whether he would test it out on a student first would be another matter, their inability to heal at such an alarming rate would allow him to judge the effect on her.

But he teased and teased further as something played against her rear. It wasn't solid but smoke, his member transforming to smoke given that scent of burnt toast. A pencil thin stream went up her ass, he was literally blowing smoke up her ass! Though their was no substance to fill her or for her to clench against, not at first until he then became solid quite suddenly forcing apart the walls of her backside further then thrusting a few times before braking up into smoke again when the sensations were getting to much for him to bare only to repeat the process once he had collected himself.

Silence graced the sensuality dripping scene once Slarr responded and while he might not have acted as expected, the curvaceous and lusciously sweat caked, almost otherworldly beauty before him, down on all ten limbs waiting for him to take command of the situation once more, never even closed an inch of distance between them to make a move of her own. She basked in his touches, how they roamed over her beautifully round rear, those tight muscles clenching and unclenching once he spread each equally ample and toned cheek away from the center.

Whatever was going through his head, Ania had been otherwise engaged. Stinging sensations scattered across her abdomen and joined the friction dancing over her clit, but those two were merely the beginning of the greater pleasures found within their sixth or seventh round. Perhaps that number happened to be even greater. She’d lost track of how many times they plunged into nigh paradisiacal bliss together, but there was no mistake in his judgment on where to strike. “Ahh .. Uhhnn ..” Soft moans oozed from parted lips, rewarding his actions in whichever manner possible, same with the subtle sway of those milk enriched jugs each time his stinger had the huntress flinch ever so slightly.

She then felt something else, sliding deeper and deeper into the crushing confines of her ass, but it lacked the substance Ania hoped to experience above all else. She groaned and trembled, but to no avail, until all of a sudden that delightful shaft expanded her inner muscles from within.

“Auugh!” Squealing in pure delight, those few thrusts into her yearning backside fueled her desires unlike anything else before Slarr left her to endure his absence once more. She could tell he had to recover and yet offered whatever he could with sensitivity like his, but the anticipation was burning her up from the inside out. She no longer needed any drug of her own to appreciate their sexual liaisons and found the fires of her lust raging like wildfire.

“So good ..” It was all Ania managed to spill before he came at her again. Such few heated moments had her thirst for more grow exponentially each time they smacked together, that plump rear nestled up against his groin given how much of him the alien female could take in. She reached up, groping one of her own tits which further drained the lactating mound, letting a few minor droplets of rich strawberry essence trickle on the cave floor below.

By the sounds of it they were still going at it. Ortix had not moved too far off as he was still within ear shot. He had not expected that the aphrodisiac would last so long though she got a double dose he supposed.

It had not been as if he were in a hurry to be somewhere or do something. Once in a blue moon he dealt with his holdings among the stars. Sometimes he played around with this experiment or that mostly to pass the time but being here on this island was more leisurely in nature.

The students were offered up, this place like a resort and whatever data NICE collected after or during an attack had been fine with him as it did not interfere with his own plans. What they did with it was not his concern and he had not been curious as to why it was gathered or even if it were. He assumed that it was, nothing was free after all so he would have been skeptically at such an option so he surmised that the school had to be getting something worthwhile.

Worthwhile, that was what he received today …

He waited outside, sensing the moisture in the air rather then seeing the clouds in the sky. The thing with tropical islands was that it tended to rain a lot though it seemed that it would be fine for a bit longer. Divining that there would be rain later on he slithered closer to the cave hearing those cries from within with greater clarity.

She was responding nicely, whether from the pokes or the sensations that erupted inside her. His vanishing act had been accompanied by various acts. He could effectively stretch as long as that limb remain attached to the smoke he produced. Though he bulk up himself too more or less.

He was of a finite size, that was for certain though when making a portion of himself insubstantial he could add other sorts of adjustments … for instance if he broke apart his hand and reshaped a finger he could use all that extra volume of smoke to make a giant finger.

Sort of like Play Doh, which was a better way of thinking about it. You could alter the shape, even stretch it some but you always remained with the same amount of it, though in alternate dimensions.

So a long thin penis could be formed, which he did on one occasion. One another there was a thin trail of smoke with his penis materializing deeper within her. There was his traditional size, he varied it up just as he varied each thrust going from fast to slow, to spiraling.

In the end though he could only do so much exhausting his limits even with these tricks. “UNGH! G-Gonna ...”

Slarr managed to hold back a little while longer before erupting inside that damp core, claws giving her ass a squeeze as he did so, cutting into her shapely backside as he remained lodged in her depths.

Incredible would have been an apt description with regards to how Slarr pampered the woman beneath him, her body a single excitedly tingling mess. “Mnngh! Gawd!” Ania felt greater, hotter with every thrust, once more nearing the conclusion of another course although from her perspective there could be as many desserts as Slarr could muster. Such pure delight was rare in the sense that their joint effort brought the azure minx closer to complete and utter satisfaction and while Ortix wasn’t there to see it for himself, the sensation of reaching that point had been absolutely divine for the huntress’ nigh insatiable sexual appetite was nearly impossible to conquer.

“I’m cumming!” There was only so much Ania could have hoped to hold back and his eruption practically triggered her own, they were just that compatible. Her clamping inner muscles collapsed around him chaotically, each time in tune with that thick liquid surge and the muscle contractions that followed, milking Slarr dry with practiced ease. She gasped and shuddered, sucking in lungfuls of oxygen whilst her rear absorbed the rich essence of his loins.

Hot molten spunk bubbled up from within her core, making its way through her own aching shaft before showering down onto the cave floor below in a cascade of potent strawberry seed. It twitched and trembled, leaving behind but a glistening string of cum connecting the newfound puddle of cream and the glory of her own male endowment.

“So .. Uhhnn .. So good.” She ground back against him in a few shallow thrusts, draining him of the liquid burden hiding in his throbbing cock whilst those cuts added to her ever lingering excitement. To be beneath him granted such ample rewards, one had to wonder why Ania would ever have a reason to make a move against him. Surely there was nothing more delightful than being exhausted in his arms, her every orifice having tasted and savor his release, trapping it inside until her body absorbed it completely. She was in heaven and those spasming insides easily relayed the entire tale.

In the end however, even the aqua Lympha amazon had grown sensitive from one of her countless orgasms at both their hands hence the voluptuous femme fatale stopped dead in her tracks soon enough, awaiting commands. She happened to be satisfied for once although her desire for him could not be overstated. If Slarr had any more carnal demands of his own, Ania would happily oblige although slivers of wit returning to her foretold of the ooze’s presence not too far from their sex stricken position.

That last release had been intense and while Slarr remained lodged inside her rump he had not removed himself, not yet at least. His hands slowed then stopped and his sliding tail felt some of that dribble of cum. It slowed too, the jabbing of that stinger stopping at the same time that his clawed hands reached around her grasping her large sticky breasts not only squeezing them but pulling her back so she was on her knees now.

She was larger than him though that did not matter much especially in this position. His tongue slipped over a shoulder as his fingers pressed against those heavy globs. He throbbed within her, his chest on occasion touched her back as fingers rubbed and rolled over those breasts.

The aphrodisiac had been less potent by now. Still, he was a bit aroused but the trouble was that he was at his bodily limits and couldn't do much about it. For the moment though he had touched and caressed her though he was unaware that Ortix was still around, his senses were not as keen as Ania's nor did it really matter for neither Ania or Ortix could harm him if he were aware of an attack he could merely go insubstantial and escape.

The trouble was if he were surprised, that first hit could be fatal. He wasn't the strongest of beings but one could not deny that he was suited to escaping. When he had been at odds with Ania though he was attempting to fight, definitely not his strong suit, not that he had worried about such a conflict now.

Things had definitely worked out for him and it had only cost him access to a mere student that could not compare any way. Rhaine was a piece of forbidden fruit that was enticing because he could not have it, not that it was spectacular in any other way. But when faced with other blonds, strawberry treats and so one the advantages could not be denied.

For now he could not do much about it but his own arousal got him thinking of these past things and that he would recover in short order though not nearly as quickly as the amazon before him.

He had not so much as retracted from her though he broke up into smoke yet again and took shape in front of her. A hand reaching down to her chin caressing it before assisting her up with a grin on his features.

“How are you faring?” He had a bit of an idea after a brief brake of course, lemon yellow eyes shifting to the pool of cum and her own essence dribbling out from her member.

Struggling with the very thought of what to do next, Ania had been fairly content just relishing the feel of all that potent spunk surrounding her excitedly convulsing muscles. Trapping that liquid warmth inside by sheathing himself inside her, Slarr made no effort to abandon her all too readily, keeping the sensation of being ever so stuffed alive just the slightest bit longer. She basked in that feeling, to have been more than enjoyable enough as to drain his loins of that thick cum once more despite their many shared heights of bliss.

In the end Ania found herself brought to her knees, that all too familiar smell and a touch set unto her chin finally waking her from that blinding delight induced trance to the real world where he no longer filled her, but instead looked down at the profoundly devoted amazon for yet another grandiose service fulfilled. Slarr caressing her chin had been similar to praise, perhaps even admiration, but before long he brought the lightly panting herm back onto her feet.

“Well enough to keep going for a little while longer.” She was beaming at the man, her member aching whilst dribbling the strawberry flavored essence of her loins although it was a pleasant ache in spite of how much Ania had gone through today. Dealing with two monsters at a time certainly took their toll on the azure femme fatale and one of them didn’t appear to grow tired in the first place.

Slarr was the other one and for once Ania failed to recall ever having seen him sleep anywhere, anytime, but then again how exactly Smoke Devils functioned in the first place was beyond her comprehension of the Belzar. She did recall being word down to the point of unconsciousness before, a fate many a student had suffered beneath the huntress herself, but apparently the male populace rarely had that issue, a more or less proven fact the predatory woman was thankful for in her own sexual escapades with the more like-minded denizens of the opposite gender.

Still, that glance had her curious, if not intrigued to continue however he wished. She wouldn’t have refused him either way although inching closer with that powerfully pulsating rod between them was something Ania refrained from doing just yet. “Anything else on your mind, Slarr?”

The Belzar did not sleep though they could be impaired to the point of loosing consciousness such as if engaged in a fight. It was disorientating to them for sure and most beyond the lesser ranks were immune to poison and thus drugs did not affect them. Not Slarr though, he was advanced to the highest sort of the lesser ranked Belzar but lacked that trait as other Smoke Devils. In time as he was promoted he would achieve that too though he was not likely to ever be promoted again. The last promotion was an automatic thing and not done by another, something every Imp achieved, sort of like a caterpillar becoming a butterfly well not exactly seeing that the state was achieved through flawless service and was more a mental then a physical trait. Oddly those that served extremely well could turn into other Belzar. It was unusual how it worked. The truth factored in too … a delusional Imp was never promoted higher then their own exploits as if some part of their consciousness held them back or doubted themselves.

That was not important right now to Slarr. He was hiding out on Shokushu and wouldn't reemerge into Belzar society anytime soon. Besides, he was having far too much fun without a Master and actually being one in a sense.

He grinned. So she had a little more in the tank, that was not so surprising though he reasoned that it would be a little more too once they managed to go about things.

“You will play with Wild Berry,” he commanded. Holding up a hand to prevent any protest not that he expected any. “I will watch … perhaps you will have to control yourself again, but you will only focus on her until she is unconscious, then we will see if I amend that.”

Would he have recovered enough for that, Slarr was uncertain though he could place her through the wringer a little in a pleasant torture in fact, at least that had been what was racing through his mind.

“It’ll be my pleasure to do your bidding.” His commands were met with not one word of protest. She might have been protective of her favorite, but thus far he hadn’t harmed her even when they were all in the same place, giving her little reason to despise the idea of bringing an invisible or insubstantial spectator along, not that it made much of a difference if she had any concerns in the first place.

She was devoted to him, eager to follow orders of his that’d allow her to please Slarr. Blue Berry and Wild Berry were going to have some fun today, after all. With any luck he was going to see to her right after the two women wrapped things up, but until then Ania could only hope for more later on.

Yet having to find the petite young woman could turn out to be a bit of a challenge. Which courses did Rhaine attend right then and there? It was difficult to pinpoint the exact time of day without a watch though the position of the sun outside might just give a good indication of that. Already her body adjusted to match her previous disguise, that tail and shaft shrinking back into her form, tentacles forming human limbs while her skin pigmentation changed from blue to an exotic tan.

Ania had to clean up and get new clothes along the way, too, although sneaking into the facilities all sweat caked and nude without being seen wouldn’t be much of an issue. Getting to Rhaine personally in case the petite blond happened to be someplace else other than her quarters was a completely different story. The more crowded areas would be near impossible to traverse while being in the nude without upholding the image of an actual student. Prefects and such weren’t much of a problem either and yet wasting time with them was time better spent elsewhere.

In the end the Smoke Devil could intervene at any point, stopping her from cleaning and such along the way which made matters easier as to what was permitted and what wasn’t. Slarr would have to wait a certain amount of time either way thanks to Rhaine’s considerable stamina, but it was best to save time whenever feasible nonetheless.

Azure eyes flickered to the cave entrance at the far end of the passage they’d taken to get in here, her senses keeping tabs on the slime not too far from them. Initially Ania couldn’t put her finger on what exactly Ortix felt like to her highly refined senses, but by now he was rather simple to discern among the countless noises and echoes around them. “I can sense the ooze Ortix nearby. I’m not sure if he’ll let me do as you ask without causing me any trouble, but I’ll do my best to elude him.”

Maybe Slarr would offer a helping hand, a distraction of sorts while Ania went on to carry out his command, but the huntress didn’t truly count on it. From experience alone it was expected of him to give way to the other creature rather than oppose it. Considering the fact Ania struck roughly the same deal with the both of them with regards to her favorite and most recent sexual acts Ortix took part in, there were plenty of reasons to believe he might ask for more, too. Due to there being no more than one exit, the whole process of passing by was just asking for trouble.

Slarr had counted on the time apart to recover somewhat though even some of the time during though it was highly unlikely that he would keep his claws to himself as the two were right before him. He had watched before though before the conclusion he had always interjected himself in some way and he had intended to do so again.

He had simply nodded as she made it clear that his will would be carried out though there was some concern with the slime. Glancing towards the entrance she did not have the convenience of invisibility or going insubstantial though it had seemed that invisibility was totally useless.

“He does not see. He can sense though, I'm assuming vibrations. I have not worked out how sophisticated it is though. His hearing seems to be good, he did fairly well at evading my attacks though either he felt the heat in the air or heard the sizzle.”

Slarr considered for a moment. “When I was airborne I realized that he could not sense me at all. Touching the ground might trigger it but moving from tree to tree might allow you to evade him in the future. If he is close I suspect he will realize that you went to a tree and surmise you climbed it.

“But I still have far more to learn. I will take a look though, distract him from dealing with you as readily as possible if he is close so you should be able to scale a tree and take it from there.”

He had noted though her more human-like appearance as she was already making the necessary adjustments as he expressed some of the findings he surmised. “Now, it's time to get started. I'll go in advance though you may not have too much time to react if his agenda is a little more detailed at this point.”

Ania must’ve obviously failed to register the deficiencies Ortix had been dealing with all along. Signs might have been interpreted poorly in the heat of their encounters thus far although there most certainly had to be something off about his sense of sight if Slarr experienced it for himself. While not the most mature or the most sincere when the blame actually happened to be on him, there was little reason to believe he was weaving lies right then and there.

She what little occurred last time they met and today when it came to learning more about the ooze and trying to maintain the illusion of her being a mere student back then made matters far more difficult than they had to be. With the secret out, Ania had to pay less mind to not utilizing her actual, natural strength for the sake of her human oriented performance, but the slime creature wasn’t quite as much of an open book as the huntress liked although striking a deal with him provided an easier time for Rhaine and, to some extent, even Etolie.

"We might as well put that theory about moving from tree to tree to the test today, but I'll be holding off on that until the time is right." With an affirming nod her attention flickered back to the Smoke Devil in the midst of her transformation, returning to the same deliciously chocolate hued vixen he’d laid eyes on earlier. “The sooner you’re off dealing with him, the sooner you’ll get your show.” She grinned. “If I see an opening, I’ll go for it. Don’t worry about me not making it through. I’ve escaped worse before.” None of them were out to get in her pants, obviously, but that didn’t mean they were any less determined to catch her.

First things first, Ania had to get out of here and head back to the campus. She figured her path would be rendered quite simple with the amassed information about the third creature nearby. Before heading back, Ania had to trace their earlier route in order to return to the one river where Ortix caught her and where cleaning up had been a preferable option compared to sneaking into the showers, be they within the gym or one of the school floors, naked and during daylight, dodging all kinds of students along the way as to maintain her outer appearance’s unsullied history among the student body.

Then, finding a uniform in one of the staff offices shouldn’t be too much of a big deal, provided Slarr managed to successfully distract Ortix long enough for the disguised huntress to climb one of the trees and take it from there. She followed in his wake, waiting for an opportunity to move when the time was just right.

“Sounds oh so good.” It was unnecessary to go invisible. If he were correct as long as he was flying he was effectively invisible unless getting to close he supposed where he may have felt wind blowing over him from the flapping of his wings.

But as Slarr headed off to take care of this he had glanced back once at her from over his shoulder not that committing her current form to memory would help as she was likely to be much different the next time around.

Getting past Ortix had been easy enough. It had seemed that Slarr may have been onto something. Ortix could only sense so far too, unlike seeing out as far as a person's line of sight though in close range his senses were extraordinary.

Anything within thirty feet or so could be discerned though it was still a challenge when someone stood perfectly still. He had to assess the data but he tended to be great at remembering things.

Was that a student standing there or was there an extra chair stored in the supply room? He had to use several different resources to “see”.

Ania got to the river and cleaned up. No interruptions from either Slarr or Ortix and she could infer that Slarr would meet up with her, presumably at Rhaine's dorm room even if she had a class or at soccer practice how likely was it that he had been aware of her schedule.

Still he did manage to abduct her once and set things up with Birch though whether he knew her schedule or not could not really be assuaged from that information. He had a deal with her and had no need of knowing so he could have just searched for Wild Berry. As far as she knew he had not even learned her name yet, nor had he showed a sign of caring to learn it.

Now all that was left after getting clean herself was to locate Rhaine ...