He looked to his tail, it lay limp on the ground. "Yeah, it does that.." he saw her give him a death-glare, then go back to looking for her bikini bottom. "Its kind of possessed..." he added, the tail seemed to agree by waving. "It says its sorry...and, it couldn't help itself." He paused. "It also says that your bikini bottom is.... He looked up, then pointed. It was hanging in a tree.

Crush rolled his eyes, "oh, quit being so modest." He said, refering to the way she was covering herself, he walked over and wrapped one arm around her. "Oh come now..." he calmly undid her bra and pulled that away. "Theres no need to hide yourself from me...I won't hurt you..." he reached to her front and cupped her breasts, pressing his chest to her back. He leaned in close, seduce and destroy "dosen't that feel nice?"

Persephone just gave him a weird look as he basically admitted to talking to his tail of all things. His tail was...possessed? By what? He was already a demon, wasn't he? Would could possibly possess a demon's tail? Another demon? Shaking her head, she calmly went off to try and snag her bikini down when he was behind her, her bra now gone as well. She froze as his hot hands were on her breasts, pulling her in so that her back was pressed up against his hard, hot muscled chest. Oh, hell...

She came, just like that, unable to hold back what had almost happened to her twice when she touched him. Stupid heat...don't know why it gets me off...

The girl removed herself from Crush's grasp before anything else untoward happened. She swiped her bra back and put it on and was headed over to the tree to get her bottom. She was feeling rather dejected when she found out that it was too high for her to reach...even if she jumped. Although if Crush were to help her get it down...All he had to do was lift her up, fly up himself or let him sit on his shoulders to grab it....

Of course, asking for his help might end up with more sexual consequences.

Well, worse that can happen is that he turns me around while I'm on his shoulders and starts eating my pussy out...or goes 'to hell with it' throws me to the ground and then have his way with her... Her options weren't looking so good.

She sighed. "Um...can you help me get that down?" she asked, piinting to the bikini bottoms.

She shuddered, which he had expected, but then she went and had an orgasm. He laughed, "oh man, you get off pretty easy, doncha?" The demon let her snag the bra back, he felt like he was playing with his food. She indignantly walked away, staying annoyed despite her orgasm, which would chill most out. He watched, with a great deal of amusement as she started jumping for her bikini bottom. She sighed, then seemed to think some. He wondered why that humans were so obsessed with clothing, the very idea of clothing annoyed him. God had made humans without clothing, they were born that way. Back when they first appeared, their ancestors had been tough enough to handle the cold and the heat and didn't complain like these modern little girls.

He raised an eyebrow when she went and asked for his help again, this time to get the bikini back.Is she like...dense or something? He looked up at it and looked back down at her. This girl was different than most, most he would have been fucking by now at least, though, it did take him a good five minutes between orgasms, and he had nothing else to do...

He shrugged. "Yeah, I could give you a boost." He paused. "Think you can avoid cumming this time, with me touching you and all?" He grinned, mockingly.

"Ha ha...very funny...You'd like that, wouldn't you?" she asked, glaring at him with her hands on her hips, her feet parallell to one another. She was displaying herself rather well there, forgetting momentarily that she was naked from the waist under. "What do you expect me to wear out of here--a fig tree leaf?!" In truth, she was trying to delay the inevitable. She wasn't stupid. She knew that he had it in for her, one way or the other. And she decided that if she was going to go down, the girl was going to go her way. "And...d-don't be so...blase about it. I know your type...."

"You know my type?" he laughed, as if he disbelieved her. "Just because I do this alot, it dosen't mean I'm..blase, I respect your feminity fully, you're a person with a mind, and feelings." He paused, then walked over. "And everything about you is different from anyone else, I'm not the type to walk around, acting like I know it all, acting like every other girl is the same because they have the same sexual organs." He leaned in close. "I see what makes everyone tick, before I do what I want, I want to know your personality, your reaction to it all." He gave her a kiss, "and you're doing fine dear, you might say that I am the way I am because I want to get to know you girls better."

He sighed, "well you just had an orgasm, I don't want it all over me..." he thought for a moment, his tail wouldn't cooperate, expending all the energy to flap on up there, then drop down? It seemed odd. A tendril extended from his side. "So I won't put you through the horrible sexual torture of touching me.." The tendril snapped into the tree, then retreated with the bikini. "Okay, you good now? Anything else you want?" He asked, the game running somewhat thin on his nerves.

Persephone snorted at him when he said he didn't want the result of her orgasm all over him, though she had a feeling he wouldn't mind having his cum all over her. Which, by the way, she would have minded greatly. He had no idea how annoying it was to clean the sticky stuff of when there wasn't any water in sight and having to walk around covered in jism until she found a shower to clean herself off.

The kiss had thrown off her anger earlier and now that he had actually obliged her and plucked her biki down from the high tree branch. She held the piece of clothing gingerly in her hands. She was quiet a moment, surprised still obvious on her face as she slowly looked up at him.

"Um...thanks uh...." She didn't know his name. "Uh, well...some idiot I am...I don't even know your name, though it probably doesn't matter all that much..." To give him a thanks, she pressed up against him and gave him a chaste kiss.

She seemed taken aback, was it his explaination of why he did what he did? Getting the peice of clothing back? The peck on the lips? Whatever it was, he realized two things. 1. He was getting no where. 2. She had no idea what his name was. Her tiny kiss mimiced his, he felt her body closer to his, and basically decided that it was getting old. "Oh, where are my manners?" The six tendrils in the sides of his stomach got to the ready. "My names..." they shot out, two going for her wrists, two for her ankles, and one around her torso, the last one calmly took the bikini and laid it on the ground. "Well, my name is somewhat of a mystery to me, I forgot it a long time ago. But what most people call me is Crush..." he constricted the tendrils, not too much though.

"Hmm.." her arms tied up, gave him a good opportunity here. He reached behind her and undid her bikini top, the other tendril took it and laid that one off to the side as well, he pressed closely to her, his now fully erect cock pulsing against her stomach. "What to do.."

The girl shrieked as the tendrils grabbed at her, surprised by the sudden assault on her person. She struggled for a moment, worried about what was going to happen to her. It looked like her stall tactics had finally come to an end. It was all over for the girl as she was held, naked now that she was undressed by Crush. She winced as the tendrils squeezed her where they had her in their grasp and she looked at the demon apprehensively. She swallowed a lump in her throat.

Persephone was held close to him and she felt his erection prod at her stomach. She kept an eye out for the blasted tail that had a mind of its own, not wanting such a thing pressing into her pirvate places.

"What to do..." he mused, a look on his face that she didn't like.

"W-well..you can let me go for starters," she said, trying her luck.

"Well, that is an option." He laughed, "not very likely, but hey, its worth a shot, right?" His tendrils slowly lifted her up, away from him, the sixth one went up as well, going to her right breast and wrapping around the soft flesh, squeezing ryhthmically. The two tendrils round her ankles pulled her legs apart. He got a nice view of her pink cunt, glistening slightly with the sunlight. He seemed somewhat impressed. "You get around fast, you were a virgin recently?" He lifted her up alittle higher, so he could get a better look at her.

He pulled her closer, her waist just about level with his face. He pulled up one hand and slowly began to rub at her entrance, she was nice and slick. His other tendril abandoned her torso and wrapped around her free breast, squeezing at her C-cups. He slid his middle finger into her, then added his index to it. He could feel her heartrate increase rapidly, her pulse giving away her her sexual excitement.

The rabbit girl licked her lips and gave him a weak smile. Yeah, worth a try, but she still failed though. She squeaked in alarm as she was lifted up into the air by the tendrils and she marveled at how strong they were to do such a thing. Then again, she wasn't exactly that heavy. She blushed as her legs pulled wide apart, embarrassed that he was getting an eyeful of her pussy, which was still wet from her orgasm. She blushed harder when she started to respond to the tendril massaging her breast, a moan escaping her lips. At that, she tried to shut her legs, but her ankles were held tight.

"You get around fast, you were a virgin recently?"

"Wh-what's it to you?" she asked, indignant. Really. She didn't inquire about his sex life. Her indignance was soon replaced by surprise and then arousal as both of her breasts were being groped as he fingered her. "Nnn...." She could feel her heart begin to race as her body responded to the stimulants; her chest beginning to heave with soft panting. "Nnn!"

The demon smirked at her little moans, she was somewhat smaller, he would have to strain himself to pick up a maximum of about 300 lbs with all of them, as he had learned the one day he had been trying to uproot a tree. With his arms he could do about the same, so overall, he could pick up about 600 lbs. Without magic. So this lightweight, pfft, he could throw her like a football. He looked up, a warm blush spreading across her face as he worked her over. Crush grinned to himself, bad guy always wins. He reached his left hand up and slowly ran his thumb along the stubble of her shaved skin, slowly running down, near the top of her entrance. He couldn't quite find it..

His tendrils gave her breasts an extra hard squeeze and then he found it. He rubbed his thumb against her clit, a low swishing noise audible among her low moans. He ran his fingers around the walls of her cunt, her muscles contracting more often as he rubbed her tiny love-button. He leaned forward and gave her clit a gentle bite, not even a bite, more like a small nibble. His tail slowly began to sneak around, moving between Crush's legs and going up to the girl. It slowly ran along her behind, squeezing the cheeks of her ass now and then.

"Oh, god...oh, god," she muttered, trying to get herself under control. She had dealt with worse jokers than this guy--she had made a an ogre cry, dammit!--and she somehow still always ended up in these sorts of situations. She swore that there was a higher power currently laughing at her incredible displeasure, playing the game to make sure that she always lost. In the real world, the good guy always lost, she thought bitterly.

She tried to pull away at the tendrils at her breasts as they gave her a squeeze that made her whimper. She felt another hand exploring her mound and her eyes widened as she looked down, seeing him finally find what he had been looking for. The girl ended up throwing her head back as he started to play with her clit, while still sliding his fingers in and out of her pussy. "Nnn!"

Her breathing shallow, she raised her head again, just in time to see his face move closer to his entrance. "Oh g-god...don't put your fa--kyaah!" It hadn't been a hard bite--it could barely be called a nibble, but that was the first time she had ever felt teeth touch her love button. She wriggled around, trying to get her sexn lips away from him and shrieking when she felt the familar tip of his tail squeezing her behind. "Oh, hell no!"

Her shrieks only turned him on alittle more, he noticed his tail however, and shooed it down. His tail usually just caused him trouble, he didn't quite trust it near her ass. He was positive that she didn't, either. Her wiggles were quite ineffective, they made the show alittle better though. He let go of her clit, and then his other hand went to her cunt, he stopped fingering her, and spread the lips of her pussy apart, so he could get a good look at the pink flesh.

He smirked, the tendrils around her wrists slowly coiled down to her upper arms, he wondered what she would do with her hands somewhat free. Then the two tendrils around her breasts ceased and wrapped around her torso, leaving her hanging alittle. He could see her stimulated nipples pointing out, just asking to be touched. He needed to keep her still though. Pulling them alittle wider, he grinned. "Don't what?" He then leaned in closer and gave her cunt a good lick.

Her hands were free, but they were useless if she couldn't even move her arms. She tried to flex them, but she might as well be trying to bend metal with how those tendrils held her tight. She mourned the loss, though, on her pert breasts as they were left hanging, hardened nipples pointing up in the air. The only signs of movement were from her labored breathing, which gently jiggled her succulent mounds tantalizingly.

She winced as her lips were pulled wider, though and she tried to move her hips, but once again, any action to avoid being sexed up were useless. "Don't what?" he teased her, right before he licked her cunt.

"Aaaah! Don't put your face there!"

He kept licking, he felt her try to move her arms and she couldn't. He was always forgetting where he was leaving these things though. His tendrils abandoned her arms and simply wrapped around her stomach to keep her in the air. He was careful not to restrict her breathing. He considered something, but left the thought off to the side as he started to eat her out. He heard her plea, and snorted somewhat, his hot exhalation flowing over her pink cunt.

"Aw, why not?" He licked her again, drawing a small reaction. "You sound like it feels good, why is it wrong then?" He looked at her for a moment, his bright red eyes, almost glowing. He thought to say more, then decided against it and went back to her cunt, thrusting his tongue into her and running it against the walls of her cunt, burying his face into her.