Futataker (Helltaker: Fem Reader x Futa Harem)

Chapter 6: Azazel The Curious Angel

Getting out of the city turned out to be one of the best decisions you ever made. Hell's countryside just had a different quality to it compared to the city's humdrum lifestyle. The roads were less crowded, the scenery more natural, and gravity functioned at the normal up and down axis. Though that wasn't to say the backroads of hell were entirely empty. Case in point the large tourism sign you had stumbled upon at the top of a sloping ravine that made even the Grand Canyon seem small.

Squinting, you tried reading the sign but couldn't recognize the language being used. The lettering looked similar to that used in the Grimoire, but just different enough that you couldn't piece any of it together. Luckily you had five sexy little translators here to help you.

Y/n: Darlings, would one of you be a dear and read this for me?

You waited for one of your girls to step up, but after a moment of none of them doing so you grew curious. A glance over your shoulder confirmed your suspicions that none of them had heard you, being a tad too distracted by the antics of your harem's two latest members.

Zdrada: C'mon Malinka, just hand me the fucking trail mix.

Malina: No way. If you wanted some trail mix you should've packed some.

Zdrada:  I did, I just ate it all.

The argument didn't get any better from there as Malina just exploded on her sister. So those two were out from helping you, which wouldn't have been so bad if the rest of your harem weren't too busy watching them bicker and fight like it was their own personal soap opera. Frustrated, you walked over and nudged Modeus who seemed to be the only one disinterested in what was going on.

Modeus: Hmm. Oh, hello Y/n. Did you need something?

Y/n: Depends. Are Malina and Zdrada bickering again?

Modeus: They are. It's actually starting to get rather annoying. It'd be one thing if they ended up kissing, but I'm pretty sure they're only platonic.

She shot the two still arguing sisters a disappointment glare. After which though she seemed to get a thoughtful look as she turned and started looking your body up and down.

Modeus: Say Y/n, you don't happen to have a sister do you?

Y/n: Me? Oh no, but I do have a cousin that some people mistake for my twin. Maybe when we're out of here I'll have to introduce you to her.

Smirking, you leaned against Modeu's side and glide your hand across her crotch, earning a delightful purr from the demoness of lust. As teased her there was a sparkle in Modeus's eye as she imagined what she could do with two of you, just the thought giving her a hard on. You licked your lips seeing that thick bulge in her skirt and you knew you'd have to get that in you sometime today, but first you had a sign to translate. So taking her by the crotch, you led Modeus over to the sign and parked her there.

Y/n: C'mere darling. I have something I need you to translate for me.

Blinking, Modeus snapped out of her lusty haze and peered up at the sign. Her brow furrowed as she read it out loud, being sure to enunciate loud and clear so you could understand.

Modeus: Welcome to Sinner's Gulch, home of the wild Hellwasp. Rest stop three miles ahead.

When she was done Modeus turned to you looking pleasantly surprised.

Modeus: Sinner's Gulch used to be a torture pit, but nowadays it's a tourist trap for people who like wasps and spiked ravines. Actually looks like it's not too far from here either. Maybe it'd be best to stop and restock on supplies. Could help with that too.

She pointed back to where the sisters were still fighting, their argument having grown physical to the point where Malina was smacking Zdrada's hands away whenever the latter moved to snatch her trail mix. Sighing, you rubbed your forehead wondering if the sisterly spit roast was worth the headache...