Chapter 395: 395: Beer Flavored Lubricant

Beatrice unwrapped her tail from around her waist and spit its cock-shaped tip to lubricate it before penetrating Olivia’s sore and bruised pussy as a requirement for [Fast(er) Recovery (+1)]. However, Beatrice barely managed a drop. Only now Beatrice realized how dry her mouth was and tongue was, to the point that it got uncomfortable. And as soon as Beatrice noticed this, her stomach growled and she felt how absolutely famished she was.

When was the last time I ate? Beatrice tried to remember and got lightheaded. Her cock twitched at the thought of how delicious her cum was the last time she tried it. But even as pervy, hungry thoughts flooded Beatrice’s mind, she felt increasingly unwell. All the adrenaline rush from the demon fight, rushing to save who she was able to, escape from the mines—the emergency fuel that kept her body going had finally run out, and at the first sign of remote safety it hit Beatrice all at once just how depleted she was.

Concentrate!! Beatrice slapped her face to try and beat some temporary energy into herself. This is not time to sleep or think of thick, creamy, delicious cum! No! Stop it! Even if Beatrice was safe, Olivia was not. Beatrice’s body did not get to simply do a survival victory dance, eat a cum meal, and call it a day when Olivia’s life hung by a thread.

“Don’t you have some water or something here!?” Beatrice called out to Samantha.

And although the blond had her mouth too full to answer, she freed up one hand for long enough to point to a clay jug on one of the tables in the corner of the room.

Beatrice rushed over there, grabbed the full jug with both hands. It had at least half a gallon worth of liquid in it, and Beatrice simply lifted it and started downing the entire thing as if she was as thirsty as she was.

The liquid that the jug contained most certainly wasn’t water, but even as bitter as this beer was, Beatrice could not get enough of it gulping it down while excess spilled over the sides of the jug, ran down her neck and splashed all over her big titties.

With half the jug gone, Beatrice returned to Olivia and was able to do a much better job at producing beer flavored lubricant to lube up her tail. As bad as saliva was as lubricant, Beatrice only needed it for a couple of seconds, so it didn’t matter that it would dry up nearly instantly. Beatrice had almost no doubt that somewhere in her Eros Craft Skill tree she would probably find a Skill for actual lubricant production, but she had exactly zero Skill Points to spend and could think of twenty better things to spend them on if she got them. For example, upgrading her [Fast(er) Recovery (+1)] Skill.

Fuck, I did so much damage to that tentacle thing, but did not get even a single Skill Point! Beatrice was extremely disappointed with the outcome of that fight, now that she thought back to it. It should have been the opportunity to score countless Points and plow through levels, instead she was stuck at Level 25.

 

Even the numbers on Beatrice’s system information tab started to blur. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Beatrice grit her teeth as she reflected on her night in the so-called games while entering Olivia just enough to cast [Fast(er) Recovery (+1)] on her.

Her fledgling cult decimated, no useful captives to interrogate or trade for, such as Felicia or the princess. Felicia literally summoned demons into a city that is supposed to be the last bastion against demons! Is she working for the demons? Is she able to control them? Is she secretly a demon? Who else knows about those demons? The Purple Capes didn’t seem to know, yet they work together with her. What a failure to let her escape!

And even the girl that had that explosive bubble magic who Beatrice jumped in to save and effectively ended the abhorrent competition for. With everything that happened, Beatrice couldn’t even recall the girl’s name. Number 40? The second that Beatrice remembered the numbers that Felicia used to dehumanize her competitors, Beatrice realized that she still had the black armband on her arm and she instantly ripped it off.

Beatrice had intended to heal that girl up if needed, but everything spiraled out of control so quickly. Did she survive? If she somehow did, what did the Purple Capes do with the survivors? What about Bob and the other eunuchs that might have lived through the carnage? Are they all like Bob? Will they just be executed? Probably worse, if Felicia has any say.

To top it off, Beatrice couldn’t even risk returning to the Wholesome Inn at this moment. What about Tabitha!? Wouldn’t she end up in the crowds to check on me? And if she wasn’t there, why not?

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