A collection of fem / Futa oneshots featuring characters from different fandoms.
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In the ruins of of Re Estize's burning capital you watched from a rooftop as your fellow supreme being battle against Demiurge in their aliases of Momon and Jaldabaoth. With keen vision befitting your goddess racial classes you could see every dork and scrape of blade against claws, and your ears could hear the terrified screams and sadist cackles of the city besieged by demons. The smoke and ash heralding the success of Demiurge's grand plan tickled at your nose, and looking upon the despairing mortals being slaughtered and tormented for your comrades aims you found yourself with only one lingering thought.
Y/n: *YAWN* Well looks like I'm done here.
Turning your back to the infernal spectacle, you lazily swiped a hand through the air and tore a hole in the fabric of the world itself, stepping through without nary a thought besides being done with this farce of a conflict. Disappearing into the breach you emerged immediately deep within Nazarick, the sights of the battlefield replacing itself with a velvety lounge hidden away the hidden pseudo tenth floor that made up your personal domain.
The spacious room was decorated in violet and tastefully muted gold hues and velvety furniture, a fully stocked bar standing off to the side. The opposite side dominated by a raised walkway and platform with a gilded pole running from center stage to roof and encircled by decadent sofas and seats. But to your disappointment none of your wives were their to greet you, most likely busy with assisting in ransacking the city.
Not missing a beat you grabbed a full bottle of wine, legendary rarity of course, from the behind the bar counter and popped the cork. Taking a large swig of the brew with half a kingdom like it was common tavern booze, you let the deliciously aged alcohol pour down your throat and draped yourself over along a massive sofa adjacent to the stage. Your kimono slid down along your shoulder, exposing more and more of your flawless flesh.
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After several moments of lounging and sipping at your drink you messaged your brides to see how much longer they'd be, annoyedly rolling your eyes upon hearing Demiurge and Ainz were taking longer to wrap up then expected and delaying your beloveds' arrival in the process. After a quick but stern request for the two boys to hurry up and finish so you lovers could come home, you shifted in your seat and snapped your fingers, a small thunderclap echoing from your hand like a commandment from the heavens.
Not a moment later, two of your wife Shalltear's pet vampire bride emerged from behind the curtains and began walking down the runway, their pale voluptuous figures hidden only by the lewd dancer outfits that did nothing to prevent their heaving breasts and pants tenting bulges from bouncing erotically with each step. Upon reaching the circular stage before you they bowed deeply and leaned their seductive figures against the pole and letting it be engulfed between their tits as they gazed at you with utter devotion.
Gulping down another mouthful of wine you lazily propped your head upon your hand, you let out another small jolt of magic that set the phonograph in the corner of the room playing an appropriately seductive tune. Immediately upon hearing the soft sensual music begin to play, your two pets blushed and began their sensual dance. Pulling themselves from the pole, their hands slid along their bodies and groped along their chests, kneading their soft flesh as they swayed their hips to the rhythm. Soon teasingly undressing each other as they grinded and twirled around the pole like seasoned strippers.
