“Mmm, that's it,” he purred as she used more zeal. Her pace joined by the renewed vigor of his tail as that soaked member rubbed against her slit and over her clit. The member it her mouth throbbed, so close to having released it was little wonder that he was still sensitive though sheer will kept him going. He was having fun.

Half closed lemon yellow eyes flicked to her discarded luggage not that anyone would tamper with it. At best someone might find it and bring it to whatever room they assigned her or some lost and found. It was not an issue that really concerned him though he looked back at her.

His member meeting with that urgency. Those lips tightened against him and forced some pre from his tip. Slarr managed to hold back the floodgates just a bit longer. “It would be selfish to keep you all to myself ...” especially since he wouldn't mind more but knew that he would need a breather for a short while.

His seed splashed against the back of her throat and he held her head to his member as that warm spunk escaped his member. This time he did not call back the escaped seed to himself though allowing her to taste it, feel it.

With that his tail sped up providing the final strokes to his masterpiece, allowing her to reach such a blissful state too. Rubbing her cheek as he drew out of her mouth. Some seed hitting the ground as his tail drew away from her.

“It seems that you need a nice firm root there,” she would have a brief brake too, maybe Birch wasn't in his garden but knowing how much he tried to resist what he needed so much he concluded that Birch would turn aside an opportunity so readily. He was an odd one though.

“Can you walk?” He assisted her up then glanced to his hand seeing that he did have a few golden strands of hair there that he would have to store away.

Slarr's demonic seed filled Tiffany's mouth, his hot, corrupt essence pouring into the back of her throat. It was hot and tasted like ashes and... strawberry? Like a piece of burnt toast with a smear of jam left on it. It made her gag slightly as it blocked her airway, she had no choice but to swallow it. Tears formed at the corners of her eyes as she struggled to take as much of it as she could, but some of the vile fluid spurted out from between her lips and dribbled down over her chin. Slarr's tail, moving with such hellish skill between her legs, began to move faster; pushing deeper into her glistening wet folds and rubbing harder against her swollen, pulsing clit. Tiffany's hands clutched at Slarr's hips, her nails biting into his black flesh as another orgasm ripped through her.

"MMMNNHHH... GGAHHNN! AAHH... AAHH... AAAAHHHHHNNNN!!"

She screamed against the thick, throbbing cock filling her mouth as she climaxed even harder than before. A mix of saliva and Slarr's demon seed ran down her chin. Hot, slippery nectar flooded out from between Tiffany's legs and poured over Slarr's tail as her body bathed his flesh yet again with her helpless ecstasy. Vile, corrupt pleasure erupted within her, destroyed her... her mind filled with images of Slarr taking her over and over in countless different positions while she could only moan and writhe and cum...

again... and again... and again...

Her entire being; mind, body and soul, exploded in a hellish rapture that decimated every last part of her spiritual essence. Tiffany's mind and body, pushed beyond her limits, simply shut off. Then, like a computer re-booting, it switched back on again. She was suddenly herself again. She was confused and disoriented, but she was Tiffany. Something bad had just happened. Something had attacked her and... done things... to her. And she wasn't safe yet... it was still here, in front of her, speaking to her...

"Can you walk?" it had asked.

"Wh-what... w-walk?"

Tiffany had a confused look on her face as her mind slowly began to piece together what had happened.

He nearly went insubstantial when her nails bit into his hips but the look and sounds of pleasure on her features caused his to endure the small discomfort. She seemed lost as she was forced to drink down that seed then confused as his words came upon her.

Words that were slowly catching up with her, he noted the effects of the drug and grinned. He even drew her up to her feet. Standing she was a few inches taller than he was though in years past she would have dwarfed him if not for his recent transformation.

He judged how shaky she was before taking one of her wrists and leading her away deeper into the jungle. Her things would be fine here, not that he cared or even thought of them. He was grinning though as if considering something then paused suddenly turning toward her and forcing her against a tree.

“Now if you make too much noise he will come. So torn as to which sounds I should strive for. Pleasure or pain? Either way he should come to investigate if you are loud enough.”

He set a hand over a breast squeezing it and playing with the fullness of her tit. His other hand rested upon her hip sliding down her thigh and drawing her leg up to his hip. He made quick work of stepping between her thighs, released her leg and released himself.

“Now now do I even have to ask you about preference?” The tip of his heated member pressed up against her sex as lemon yellow eyes gazed into her own.

Tiffany didn't resist when Slarr grabbed her wrist and pulled her after him, heading even deeper into the woods. Her mind was still trying to catch up with current events and she was still fatigued from the initial chase through the woods, not to mention the vigorous sexual ravaging she had endured. She was in a state of semi-shock. But when Slarr pushed her back against a tree and pulled her leg up against his hip, quickly moving between her thighs, she remembered how he had done that to her while pressing her against the wall of the cave... pulling her leg up around him that way as he entered her. She tried to push her foot back to the ground and shift her hips away from the hot, rounded head of his still erect member. This creature must be insatiable!

"No... please don't... you said... you said you would let me go... if I drank that stuff..."

Her eyes widened in sudden realization at the meaning of his other words.

"wh-who should be c-coming?"

“I did say that though we never really got into the when about it,” he grinned as she attempted to struggle. He was not very strong, on par with a human and had miscalculated thinking that she would be a bit more confused and thus easier to over power.

She was able to shove him back and get her foot down though he had barely gone anywhere. She had not tried to brake and run though concerned about what he had said.

His eyes drew her in carefully as they flowed over her. True he was going to release her, true she saved one of her holes at least from him unless something else came upon her. That was doubtful, most didn't like sloppy seconds though some just could not pass up on a victim.

He kept that brief distance for the moment though. “Him … well you'd have to flip a coin as far as his mood goes. The longer he's been between meals the moodier he gets, poor guy half starves himself most of the time for the sake of the students. It was so much better when Thudd was around, he wasn't as restrained but whatever.

“Now, we will finish when I say you are done, unless he interrupts us but you'll have control over that. Maybe.” He grinned then sought to close the distance by setting a hand over her breast with the other hand moving down between her thighs so that he could trace her clit with his finger.

In the event that she tried to struggle and even run his tail coiled about her ankle slowly widening her stance as he played with her.

After her post-orgasmic "blackout", Tiffany had managed to gain back some of her self control. Slarr could see (and feel) that the excited stiffness of her small pink nipples and the heat of arousal that had radiated from between her legs had both lessened considerably. Apparently, the effects of the liquid lust had not completely worn off yet though. When he reached a clawed finger between her legs, briefly brushing over her clit, she twisted her hips away from his touch, but not before a familiar shiver, warm and tingling, coursed through her. That shiver scared her. She knew if the potent aphrodisiac was still affecting her, her chances of resisting the overpowering lust that had consumed her during the demonic fiend's last assault on her body were slim indeed. She needed to think of something fast. Only one idea occurred to her and there was no time to think of an alternative...

"Wait... I just need to catch my breath... I can still do things... to make you feel good..."

Instead of pushing him away as she said this, Tiffany ran her hands lightly over Slarr's massive chest, sliding them downwards over his stomach and hips, inching their way suggestively toward the hard length of his engorged shaft as she looked deeply into his blazing yellow eyes, trying to give him as sensual a look as she could muster. She struggled to keep her feet close together, since his tail had coiled around her ankle and was trying to pull her legs wider apart. Still looking into his eyes, she tried to sink down to her knees in front of him, biting her lower lip sexily (she hoped) as she did so.

"I can... do better than last time... too distracted then... let me show you..." she breathed the words at him in a husky, sultry whisper. Silently she prayed that he would...

Her reactions had been surprising but not totally unexpected, more unusual. She was still partially under the effects of the liquid though his touch didn't cause her to loose her mind as it once did. But he had surmised that she had reached the conclusion that if she was pleasuring him then her own cries whether pleasure or pain would attract anything else.

In truth he didn't know if they were far enough in that jungle to attract attention though it was interesting to find out. On her side though she found that Slarr was easy to distract. There were times he even gave up a chase when something else caught his attention, not too likely when a blond was on hand, an actual blond and not one with just brown hair where he was prone to greater distraction but there had been a few times since Thudd had disappeared.

His tail did not tighten but remained in place. He watched her as he ceased pulling on her leg allowing her to descend downward. Those eyes watching her, his member twitching in anticipation.

“Show me what you have learned,” his hands had come away from her one know rubbing against the side of her face.

Tiffany kneeled in front of Slarr, looking up into his face and keeping her big blue eyes fixed on his as she reached forward, her hand pressing against his twitching member and gliding over it's impressive length; upward until the tips of her fingers teased the rounded head, then downward to the base of the shaft where they curled into a fist, taking hold of the hot, throbbing flesh in a firm but gentle grip. She smiled up at him and stuck out her tongue, leaning forward teasingly as her hand slid first up and then down the full length of his hardness in two long, slow strokes.

As her hand returned to the bottom of her stroke, Tiffany leaned forward and pressed her tongue firmly against the underside of Slarr's massive member, licking her way up from the base of his thick, pulsing shaft; her tongue gliding smoothly over his hot skin like a piece of oiled satin. Her tongue traced the contours of the rounded tip, teasing it for a second before she leaned downward, enveloping him in the warm wetness of her mouth. Her soft pink lips closed against his hard, ebony flesh. Her hand continued to stroke him as she sucked at the swollen head of his demonic cock, pulling him deeper into the silken depths of her eager mouth.

Though she was purposely trying to keep him distracted long enough to figure out some way to escape, the effects of the liquid lust had not fully worn off yet. The feel of him in her hand, thick and hard, the heat of his dark skin against her lips and the taste of her own juices that still coated his shaft sent another of those dangerously enticing shivers running through her. Tiffany felt her nipples tingle... tightening... stiffening... always the first physiological indication that she was getting hot. Normally, it would be a feeling she would have relished, but now it was more like a warning. She had to keep her focus or risk falling back into that lust driven state of mind-numbing arousal.

She managed... just barely... to suppress the sensation, but not before a short, soft moan purred from her throat, making Slarr's heated member vibrate gently within her mouth.

Slarr was often impatient and easy to distract. If a girl tended to get out of eye sight or he passed by a strawberry bush or similar treats or even crossed paths with another girl there was a good chance he would give up the chase. Someone with blond hair and not chestnut brown always grabbed his attention more so there was little luck in someone with darker hair grabbing his attention then the reverse unless there was some unusual factor at work here.

But there were few times where someone took their time like this. Often it was hurried and forced to get this over with. Often it was another monster like Ania that would take her time though there were was Pia, their arrangements had started way back when he was still partnered with Birch and Thudd.

There were few times that he actually took her, provided she was good with the strawberry treats though there was that one time with her walking into that mess where he had to affirm to her that he was the one in charge. She had encountered him in his weaker form and had not known just how much more capable he was.

“Oh! Fuck! That's it!” He enjoyed this, the pacing was pleasant and not rushed at all. Yet gratifying though it was not meant to cause him to release as quickly as possible. When he both heard the muffled moan and felt it vibrating his length he reached down and took a breast. Fingers kneaded into the curve while his thumb flicked over the nipple.

Next came the smell of burnt toast. If she looked she would see his other arm become smoke that trailed downward to her lower lips. It would remind her of stretching in a fashion for when he reached between her legs a hand became solid. A stream of smoke attached it to his body, there was no telling what would have happened in a powerful gust of wind … maybe the smoke would gather back to him restoring his arm or the hand would remain with all that smoke gone … but it seemed in this fashion he could effectively stretch and become insubstantial in parts rather than a whole. On top of it he seemed to be able to control his hand as she would feel a finger slid against her sex rubbing it as his thumb circled her clit.

The distraction was working. If Slarr's grunts and groans weren't enough indication that he was enjoying what she was doing, his open exclamation of his appreciation certainly settled the matter. The last time he was in her mouth, her mind had been hazy and clouded by the effects of the aphrodisiac he had coerced her into taking. This time she was more in control, concentrating her efforts into maximizing his pleasure as much as possible. It was the only way she could think of to keep him distracted enough to have any chance of escape at all.

Not unlike what he had done to her not so long ago, Tiffany varied her technique from time to time... changing the speed and pressure of her mouth on him... sometimes sucking at him hard, other times, letting him slip softly between her parted lips... slow at first, then faster, then slower again... taking him deep in her mouth one minute; the next, focusing on just the sensitive head of his twitching shaft, occasionally twirling her tongue around it...

All the while, Tiffany carefully gaged Slarr's reactions, making note of what he responded to the most and she made sure to alternate between the techniques she thought he liked best. Now, if she could just figure out how to...

"HHNNH! MMmmmfff..."

Her thoughts were interrupted when the air filled with that burnt smell again and suddenly his hands were on her. One hand cupped her breast, which wasn't SO bad... until his thumb flicked across her sensitive pink nipple, making it stiffen to a hard little nub almost immediately. Even more disturbing was the way his other hand had moved between her legs, somehow attached to the rest of his arm by a trail of black vapor... That explained how he managed to outmaneuver her so easily before despite all of her frantic struggling! He could turn into smoke! And apparently, he could do it on just certain parts of his body at a time, too. Would that be helpful to her? Or did it only put her in an even more perilous situation?

Despite her astounding revelation, heat blossomed between Tiffany's legs as his other thumb circled her clit, making her magic button swell and throb... aching for his touch...

She could feel that tingle of will-shattering, mind-erasing pleasure beginning to dance over her body again and she couldn't stop the long, lustful moan that rippled yet again along the hard length of him in her mouth.

"mmmmnnnnhhhh.... HHHhhhnnnmmmmm...."

She had to stay focused...

"Wait... not yet..." she gasped at him, releasing him from her mouth for a moment and trying to gently push his hand out from between her legs; partly to keep him from pushing her back into that dark abyss of inescapable arousal and partly because she wanted to see what would happen if she touched the smoke part of him.

"...let me finish... you first..."

Tiffany licked the heavy sack of Slarr's scrotum, then gently sucked on one of his balls before taking his cock into her mouth again, slick and warm and wet... taking him deeper now... more determined than ever to pleasure him into making a mistake she could capitalize on...

He was certainly pleased as she altered her technique. It had been amazing that he did not thrust his hips forward but he enjoyed what she was doing and allowed her to work. Groaning out his approval as he did he noted that aroused surprise when he made contact with her.

His first impulse was to ignore her. She couldn't grasp his arm no more then she could grab water or smoke though the was some success with the hand. It was solid and she could grab that. Slarr was more or less on par with a typical human and she may have even managed to pry his hand away. But it was not that easy as the hand became smoke whenever she got a good hold of it then returned to a solid state to renew an attack.

It was easier for her to cover her sex and attempt to protect it she found. The first step was pulling at that hand until it became smoky then move to defend herself before the smoke reformed into a hand.

It didn't take him long to transition between the two states but the brief delay worked. It was his hand that began pulling at hers. It wouldn't take him much to pry it away enough to make a finger smoky to slip beneath it but it still took some time to do and if she wrestled her hand into position before then he had to start all over again.

He gave up in trying though and simply allowed her to work unhindered. That smell vanished too as that arm became solid though the hand that traced against her breast and nipple remained in place. In fact the other breast was seized in similar fashion as the first.

“Mm ...” he gasped, torn between a quick release or prolonging his pleasure. His tail clenched against her leg, relaxed then clenched again just as his member was doing. For the moment it relaxed though she had an easier time with it she realized so it might be possible to struggle then between it clenching against her or it may be easier once he came and began to calm down if he actually did grant her a better opportunity.

After a brief bout of hand wrestling, Slarr seemed content to just let Tiffany continue lavishing her attentions on him. The little wrestling match made her realize two things, though. First, he was pretty much insubstantial when he turned to smoke. Her hand had passed right through the vapor without seeming to disturb the link to his solidified hand at all. That was the bad news. The good news was that now that she was slightly more coherent and in better command of her faculties, she realized he wasn't really all that strong. Stronger than she was almost certainly... she had no illusions of being able to win a fight against him... but not inhumanly strong. Not INESCAPABLY strong...

She was running out of time though. Despite the fact that he had abandoned his assault on her nether regions, his free hand had instead joined its twin on its attack on her breasts. His thumbs now brushed over both of her stiff, sensitive nipples and with the liquid lust still coursing through her, it was agonizingly good. Every tweak across her rock hard nubs made her gasp and shiver. Though his hand had withdrawn from between her legs, the heat that had blossomed there had not gone away. It was growing... building... she knew she was becoming aroused again, but there was nothing she could do to stop it from happening. Even worse, she was starting to like it... the feel of his fingers on her... the hot, hard thickness of his twitching shaft in her hand as she stroked him... the taste of his cock in her mouth... so hot...

"NO! Damn it, Tif! Just keep it together... ahhh... a little... ohhh fuck, that feels good... a little longer..." she thought.

Looking up at Slarr with her big blue eyes, she stroked him faster now so she could remove her mouth from him long enough to speak, though she kept sucking him back into her mouth between every few words.

"Mmmmm... your hands feel SO good on my tits...(suck, slurp, suck) you should lie down...(slurp, suck, HARD suck) I can do it better... (suck, slurp) if you...(slurp, suck) lie back..."

Naturally he had not realized her thoughts. True enough in the beginning everyone ran, though he had already caught her and had her so he was not as weary of her trying to escape now. Especially with another being around, if she believed that.

Slarr did not know that the effects of the liquid had been lingering since he had not used it before in such a manner but her reactions indicated that their was a good deal of pleasure that she was feeling. Unlike her pussy she did not attempt to pry his hands away not that he would have allowed that at all.

He liked the feel of her, the reaction he generated, the feel of her lips around his pulsating member. His eyes had been half narrowed, not in suspicion but in pleasure as she addressed him between sucks. It was not so easy leaving the confines of her mouth but with a grin he managed.

He took a step back, regarded her then sat more or less at eye level with her briefly before laying back. He had propped himself up on his elbows regarding her as he waited.

His tail was still coiled about her but unwrapped itself. The stinger dragged against her back then flowed back down her spine. It would feel like a fingernail against her, not quite scratching against her but perhaps reminding her not to keep him waiting for long.

She didn't need the prompting of his stinger. Tiffany didn't want to make him wait. She wanted to keep him dancing that euphoric edge as much as possible. As soon as Slarr laid back on his elbows, she went back to work, redoubling her efforts now. Her head bobbed up down, moving a little faster now than before, taking him as deeply as she could into her mouth. She tried to relax the back of her throat to suppress her gag reflex as she swallowed his cock, pressing her head forward until her nose pressed against his torso and tears leaked from the corner of her eyes. She needed to push him to the brink, or even past it if she wanted any kind of head start. She gave it everything she had, her focus on giving him as much pleasure as she possibly could. She gave him the performance of her young life. She prayed it was enough...

“Mm … definitely living up to your words.” He groaned as he enthusiastically went to work on his member. In little time she could feel him pulse within her mouth. She would hear his groans as she worked him feverishly.

It wasn't quite the same hurry up pace he had been use to. Most did just enough to get him off but it seemed that she was determined to set him ablaze, eager for it even. Had he not been so easy to distract he might have marked that as off in some way.

But he didn't. A hand took up a shock of her blond hair as his lemon yellow eyes focused on it. He gasped but seemed to be studying the strands.

“Such a lovely -AH color,” he let go her hair and regarded her again, groaning at that frantic pace that soon had her mouth experiencing the taste of his spunk as he let go straight into her throat. He throbbed vigorously, each pulse expelling more of his wispy seed.

Was he able to turn that into smoke too? If so he refrained filling her mouth, the taste unlike that of a human, more like burnt toast that had been scrapped off.