Succubus Catfight: Holy Waterpark

Realized I hadn't posted the first part of the last succubus fight thing I'd posted earlier. A bunch of lady demons are captured and tossed into a water park with holy water in all the rides. Lots of demon gals having weird thematic deaths, just to be revived in the next story.

The church had been hard at work in capturing the demons that had attempted to sneak their way out of hell and onto Earth. Thankfully, they had gotten rather good at it. The Vatican’s vaults held a sacred relic that housed what would have been considered countless if not for the meticulous tracking made by their crusaders. The sacred jar had no means of escape, but the insides could be manipulated by those in control of it.

The succubi inside were forced into a deep sleep for most of their sentence, but when they awoke, they were in a very strange place. It had been designed to resemble a modern water park, complete with water slides, snack bars, several types of pools, lifeguard chairs, and a kiddy “splash zone.” Every one of them was clad in a bikini or other means of a revealing swimsuit.

There was no staff to be seen, of course, but the succubi were packed in tight enough that nearly any movement bumped them into each other. One turned sharply enough that her butt bumped into another one, sending her toppling into the nearby pool. There was a loud splash, suddenly followed by a burst of steam and a shrill scream. The rest of the demonesses turned to see the blue-skinned sister flailing and shrieking in the water. Steam poured from the water, but exclusively where the succubus had hit the surface. She flailed around for a few seconds before she started to melt away as if she were made of ice, vanishing into the cool pool water completely.

The rest of the girls stared until a voice came over the loudspeaker. “Good morning, ladies. You are in a specialized prison for your wicked ways. The attractions here are all loaded with holy water, and there are currently 703,386 of you in the prison. Rather than exterminate all of you, we have decided to allow only one of you to go free. You all will have to decide amongst yourselves. Thank you for listening.”

There was a pause among the swarm of succubi before one turned and shoved the closest one under a waterfall. She gave a pained yowl and burst back out, steaming and with several deep pock marks on her flesh. She snarled and pounced on her attacker, clawing at her face and tits. The crowd was so tightly packed that this alone knocked them into three more of the demonic women, dragging them into their fight.

“Watch it, you hellsluts!” Lizrael shouted as she tried to back away from the struggle. Her attempted to avoid it just made her ass bounce off another succubus and then tits first into one more.

“Watch yourself!”

“It’s all Orif’s fault with that big butt of hers! That announcement didn’t come on until her fat ass smacked somebody in the water!”

“That was an accident! Get off her case, you judgey cunt!”

“We are LITERALLY being judged! I’ll judge who I want!”

“I’ll judge your FACE!” Shariss punched Cortess in the nose, knocking her into the pool. Cortess swiped at her blindly, dragging her down with her and landing the pink pair in the shallow waters. The scalding water stung and steamed across their skin as they kept rolling over each other, trying to shove their foe into the water and stay on top of them like a living platform. The swimsuits were unaffected, but pockmarks seared into their skin as they tumbled around the pool's edge.

Finding their wings useless, the demonic women tried to make their own safe areas. Some dove into the snack stands while others ran up the wooden towers of stairs to get away from everyone else.Many of them settled for shoving, throwing and kicking each other into the various sources of water to make some space. Scarlette dove into the kid's play area, diving under a large plastic elephant that blasted two pursuers with its scalding contents and melting them into a gooey mess. She hardly had time to laugh at them when her landing triggered several sprinklers to pelt her with mock-raindrops, leaving her to flee with her own screams of pain as they sizzled on her skin.

Zena and Merciles, a pair of pink and black-skinned succubi who hated the shit out of each other, ran for a nearby river that flowed through the park. Zena pushed a random succubus out of her way and into a fountain, and Merciles jumped over a pair that came sizzling and melting into nothing but slimey swimsuits as a log flume's spray caught them. The two rivals happened to have the same plan, jumping onto some of the many inner tubes that littered the lazy river. They balanced carefully on top, ensuring that no other demonesses would follow them so deep into the water... except for their most-hated rival, of course.

"Stop stealing my idea!" Merciles shouted, pointing an accusing black talon at her floating nemesis. "Dunk yourself over into this holy bullshit and get it over with, or I'll come and get you myself!"

"You're copying me!" Zena defied, beating her fists on her tube enough to jiggle her bikini-clad boobs. "And why wait, your half-assed slut!?" The pink succubus kicked a foot into the water, spraying it up at her foe. The brief contact stung, but didn't do any major harm beyond an intense burning sensation like the lava from home. When it splashed and lingered on Merciles, she screamed and thrashed as it burned shallow holes into the surface of her skin. She waved a hand through the holy water to dump it over Zena's chest, making her scream as it pooled in her cleavage and started melting her away until one breast was entirely removed.

"My tit! You just melted my tit, you stupid cunt!" Zena shouted furiously, awkwardly shifting to tackle across the inner tubes and clawing it out with Merciles for the space to stay out of the water. They were too caught up in each other to realize that the Lazy River ride also was lined with sprinklers, waterfalls, and hoses of its own. They were avoidable if casual visitors wanted to have a more relaxing ride, but the catfighting succubi didn't notice in time to keep from hitting the waterfall leading into the cave. The girls stopped their fight just long enough to shriek in pain, the tube coming out the other side of the tunnel with nothing but a smoking pair of swimsuits left on top.

Most of the succubi weren't faring much better. The abundance of water was making it difficult to avoid scalding themselves, especially given their urge to douse their old enemies and rivals. The overpopulation not only made it hard to move and impossible to hide, but it made them constantly keep bumping or splashing into each other. Two of them had ended up on top of a diving board, scuffling with each other until they both went tumbling down and hit the water hard enough to splash a dozen of their nearby satanic sisters.

Some had fled into the food court, only to find that it was similarly packed with half-naked demonesses. They had shoved each other over and trampled their kin to get to the seemingly dry spot, but there was plenty for the sadistic sisters to weaponize. A pair of purple succubi chased each other around a water fountain before Delura spun around and turned it on full blast, squirting her pursuer across her face and tits to start rapidly melting her down to demonic ooze.

Her trap quickly failed her, since it could only point in a single direction. A pair of competing demons grabbed her by the wings, trying to pry her off of it while she clung to the metal pedestal. Delura finally switched the water back on, but pressed her thumb on the spout to make it spray over her shoulder. It doused her attackers with the blessed water, scalding their faces as they recoiled. It did, of course, also create several smoking holes in Delura's own wings, and had melted her thumb down to near it knuckle. She rose up wearily, but a thicker demoness stepped in behind her and grabbed Delura by the hair. She thrashed and shrieked, but the bigger bitch bullied her head down so that her mouth covered the drinking fountain’s head. It puffed out Delura’s cheeks wider and rounder until her head vaporized in a quick burst of steam.

Even those that made it to the serving building weren't safe from each other's wrath. Some had gathered the water bottles from the coolers, but when those ran out they joined the others in their more traditional methods. Carcassa grabbed a green rival by the hair and forced her to land tits-first on the already hot and ready grill top. While her victim was busy screaming in agony, she was joined by Whorus as she was similarly forced face-first into the deep-frier. Her fellow fiend struggled and pulled her head out for a moment to spit out the hot grease before she was dunked right back in.

The clatter of various cutlery filled the area as other succubi tried to finish each other off with utensils. Black blood flew by as a lucky slash went across Cthula's breast and nearly tore her nipple off. She retaliated with a hasty vengeance by stabbing back with her handful of hard plastic forks. One found a rival's eye while the other buried into a distracted Whorus’ ass right beside her tail, drawing blood and screams from them both.

A large batch of the succubi had gathered by the main swimming pool, one of the largest and least intimidating of the park's "attractions." The she-devils climbed and leapt over the pool chairs to get to each other, or sometimes just lifting to throw and swing them at their foes. Slarissa took one of the long plastic chairs and swung it like an awkward baseball bat to send Scaritha flying into the pool, landing with a loud splash and a softer sizzling. It not only eliminated her enemy, but Scaritha's landing sprayed the other side of the pool to singe some more. This just riled them up more, shoving and clawing harder to try to knock their competitors into the cool but stinging waters. Some lifted their struggling rivals, forcing them to perform unwilling cannonballs into the holy waters as if they were living artillery. It wasn't long before the pool was sporting several oily stains that were turning the waters into a rainbow of the succubus’ remains.

Vielle grabbed one of her chalk-white demonkin by her bikini bottoms and lifted her by them, forcing a superhumanly strong wedgie on her and getting a shocked scream from her pale foe. Vielle’s incredible might easily lifted her off her feet and spun her by her bottoms until they snapped and landed her in the hot tub beside the main pool. The heated and blessed substance boiled her away in a flash and a miserable, haunting wail.

Vira and Denive had reached the top of one of the many complex stairways that lead to the top of a water slide. They had kicked many down the flights to bowl over further enemies, and thrown more over the railings to land on various pools if they were lucky (concrete if they weren’t).

Vira finally reached the top, unnaturally slim and green demoness in a bikini halting quickly as she found the entrance to the water slide. Denive was right behind her, the purple hourglass of a succubus catching up in her own sling bikini that struggled to contain her enormous breasts. Vira spun around and raked her claws at her face, leaving a shallow slash across her cheek. Vira lashed out again, but Denive dodged and let her fellow demoness simply smash off a large portion of the railing with her unnaturally sharp claws and strong arms. The opening let Denive bodily ram into her, knocking Vira backward and into the slide feet first. She wailed and tried to step out, just for the bottom of her foot to vanish and make her trip to fall right back into the water.

Denive laughed down at her. "Enjoy the ride, angel-fucker!" taunted the busty demonic babe. She planned to protect the stairway, bottlenecking her foes to face them one at a time to make this tower of blessed torture her fortress. She would see herself through to the end of it all. Right on time, a pink demoness with a model's figure came barreling up the stairs, Denise ready for her with a powerful slap to the face. The pink imp stumbled, enough for Denive to grab her by the hair, lift her up and throw her off the railing that Vira had broken.

Turning to check on the fate of her rival, Denive was shocked to find Vira tackling around her legs. The green and evil babe had held onto the top of the slide, the holy water searing off much of her chest and legs. She was little more than arms, a head and a torso, but she still went down fighting out of sheer spite rather than hopes of victory. She hugged around Denive's thick legs, making her stagger and curse down at her. "Let go, you pathetic little cunt!"

"Go to Heaven, you backstabbing twat!" Vira cursed back, biting into her opponent's thigh. Denive gave a long howl of pain as she tripped at last, both of them splashing into the water slide and zipped down the tube that felt like they were being melted inside an oven before being dumped into the finishing splashdown pool.

Nowhere in the park was truly dry for long, but there were some favored spots. A few of them stayed out by the gathering of tables, near the food court but still away from that territorial feud. There was a log flume track that went overhead, but the would-be diners would be shielded by large parasols over their heads that deflected it from their meals. All that meant for the feuding demons was that the viable fighting space was even smaller, making them fight all the more violently to keep their tiny bits of territory.

As many as ten of the struggling sadists would cram themselves under one of the oversized umbrellas, climbing over the tables and benches while trying to kick their foes out of the cover in time to catch the periodic sprays from the log flume's channels. Delilah managed to get on top of the table, holding onto the umbrella's base as her fellow succubi tried to claw up after her. She kicked a dark red opponent out of the simple shelter, just for another of the boats to come down and spray her with water. The red one shrieked and hurried back under the cover, steaming and missing strips of her flesh without bleeding as the holy water sealed any wounds she had with its divine burns. Even freshly scalded, she grabbed at her foes and threw them out of her way to try to cower under the umbrella while still tearing into her enemies, fueled by her burning rage and agony.

Delilah maintained her position on top of the table, driving back the rest of her invading rivals. Kurus, an unnaturally curvy green demoness, caught Delilah by the ankle and bit into her calf. Unlike the searing water, her fangs punched into her demonic flesh and caused black blood to run down her leg. Fortunately for Delilah, Kurus was grabbed by Gyneen and pulled back in her own attempts to overthrow the table-mounted foe, just to result in the two of them squabbling and clawing at each other.

Delilah could see she was losing her position quickly, her higher ground also drawing attention to herself. She tried to make a break for one of the less populated tables, but she was quickly tackled by a pair of red-headed succubi. The three of them crashed into the central umbrella, snapping it off of the table where it fell to the ground with them. The remains of previous sprays and splashes already smoked against their skin, drawing angry snarls of pain from the ladies. Delilah managed to kick one of the redheads off of her (the one with the red skin) while she grabbed the umbrella and speared it through her green-skinned partner. The latter gave an anguished howl as she fell to her side, rapidly draining out her unholy blood. Delilah had a brief moment of sadistic pride before turning to face the rest of her demonic rivals... just before the log flume came by and splashed them all. The umbrella proved useless when it was stuck inside of a dying enemy, resulting in a chorus of screams as the widespread wave boiled away the exposed sex fiends.

The numbers of the remaining succubi were thinning quickly. They weren't packed in like sardines like when they'd started, but they were still hunting each other to eliminate each other as quickly as possible rather than hunkering down anywhere in particular. A small gang of the demons had gathered in the combination locker/changing/bath rooms, destroying each other with everything they could use against their enemies. Some were strangling each other with towels while Eclips had stuck Kelya's head into a locker and was repeatedly slamming the door into her head. Things escalated even more quickly when three of the battling succubi tumbled into a side room as one vicious catball. A chesty orange one climbed onto her foe's back, pulling up on her wings and clawing at their fine skin. The trapped one still lashed out with her whipping tail, catching their third combatant by the leg and tripping her up. The last of them grabbed for a handhold, but caught the handle to turn on the showers. The various jets turned on and blasted the fighters with holy water, spraying the evil out of their hypersexualized bodies (which turned out to be every single part of their bodies).

The screeching demons pushed and clawed to try to climb over each other to get out, but more of the showerheads were waiting for them to run through the insidiously cleansing trap. Their cries of pain and the sound of running, deadly water drew the attention of the rest of the locker room, watching their multicolored remains slide down the shower drain. After a moment's pause, the tide of the brawl turned as every one of the heartless fiends started trying to kick, shove or throw each other into the dooming showers.

The food court was starting to clear out as they found it to be just about as deadly as anywhere else in the tortuous park. Several of the succubi were stuck to the stove, bubbling and melting much slower than the rest of their kin were in the face of holy water but no less deceased. Some were stuck to the walls by carving knives or skewers, jabbed through their eyes or breasts. Dezees had grabbed a cooking tray from the deep fryer and flung the grease over Talia's crotch, burning her genitals beyond recognition before beating her unconscious with the tray itself.

Several of the demonic ladies had taken their fight to the walk-in freezer. Erian had yanked the door open to slam Hexus' head in the doorframe, but Femeria and Galiel had tackled them both to knock them inside. The chill inside was jarring, especially for ones accustomed to living among lava and hellfire, but it was welcomed when compared to being seared by holy water or scalding grease. The various sources of heat were replaced by racks of frozen foods and bags of ice.

"No one to stop me from killing you all now," Femeria hissed as the sensual purple-colored demoness bared her fangs.

"I'll leave your body in these horrible waters, my slutty sister," Erian snapped back, spreading her dark blue wings and whipping her long tail. "But I'll carve off your tits as a reminder of how pathetic you were in life."

"Maybe I'll let you die as you lived; choking on a sausage like a trembling virgin," Galiel snarled, eying up the other purple sex fiend.

"I'd say I'll see you all in Hell," Hexus mused more indifferently, the rather bored-looking pink demon shrugging her broad and faintly muscled shoulders. "But I'll be the only one returning home."

The girls lunged forward to enter a catty, four-way brawl. Femeria grabbed both Erian and Hexus by the hair, yanking down on their long and seductive locks. Erian clawed at Femeria's chest, pulling down and snapping off her bikini top. The shrieking Hexus didn't bother with the clothing, throwing hard punches into Femeria's tits until discolored bruises started appearing on her already purple skin.

Galiel held back just enough that instead of entering the vicious tangle, she grabbed the nearest rack of frozen goods and topples it over on top of them. A mess of chicken, burgers, ice, milk, and sauces dumped out over the other three, entering a confused mass of screaming and thrashing. Galiel reached for Hexus, but she shove a leg at her that landed right into the violet's demoness' belly. She flew backward into one of the walls, stinging her briefly with its intense cold before it turned into a sharp burning sensation. She screamed and pulled back, the skin of her wings, back and tail sticking to the wall. She saw smoke and steam coming from her backside as she recognized the ice lining the walls. Apparently the holy water worked in any form, even while frozen and lining the walls. Their captors had been sure to make nowhere in the park safe for any of them. "Curse these humans and their need for water!" Galiel growled as her messy foes started to rise.

Erian went after Hexus, but Femeria slammed a jug of milk over her head. The dense impact knocked her flat on her tits, landing back in the mess as her purple assailed tore one of the narrow steel bars out of the rack. With a quick balancing wave of it, she rammed it down through Erian's back, impaling her on the ground as she thrashed and screamed in agony, bleeding her black blood over the ground to mix with the chilled foods.

Hexus rose and tackled Galiel into the wall making her back sizzle again as the once mellow-looking succubus bit into her throat. Galiel screamed and shoved back at her, managing to roll over and get the purple demoness to slam into the wall instead, but she couldn't remove her from ther throat. With both girls smoking and sizzling in the icy room, Galiel managed to rake a deep slash down Hexus' face. She cringed as the blood splashed down across both of their tits, but Hexus twisted and smashed Galiel's face into the wall behind her. The scalding ice hit her anew as Hexus held her there a moment, then marched slowly down along the wall to let her continue steaming and leaving bits of her purple flesh along the wall. Hexus reached the corner, just to slam Galiel's face into the next wall and keep going to the other end. By the time she reached the next corner, she was dragging Galiel's unholy corpse rather than a struggling sister.

Hexus looked up just in time to dodge Femeria's thrown box of frozen chicken. It hit the wall instead, clattering over the floor while the pink demoness charged her latest attacker. She knocked Femeria's back into one of the storage racks and bit into her breast, penetrating her purple flesh with her fangs. Femeria shrieked and pulled at her assailant's hair, slamming knees into Hexus' crotch and belly while she remained latched onto her. Hexus hugged her around the waist and lifted her up, turning to smash her into the next rack over and knocking it to the ground as it bruised and scratched up Femeria's wings and back.

The purple fiend lucked out and spotted an ice pick on the shelves, snatching it up and stabbing at the chomping demoness. She happened to choose that time to pull her head back to insult her further, making the cold metal spike dig into her breast instead.

"I can taste the weakness on you, whorAAAAHH!" Hexus recoiled in pain, the chilled weapon still staying buried into her soft tit flesh. The unnaturally thin blood poured out of her chest as she tried to tear it back out, wanting to use it back on her attacker. Femeria had already pounced on her, pinning her head against the icy wall that sizzled from the contact with her skin. Hexus clawed and pushed at her, but Femeria put her other hand on her chin and twisted sharply, rewarded with a satisfyingly fatal snap of Hexus' neck. The pink fiend slumped to the floor of the freezer, the shivering and hurting Femeria grinning down at her in satisfaction.

"Serves you right, you ugly little cunt," Femeria hissed, kicking her dead enemy in the side. She rubbed her wounded breast and started towards the door out to find more victims. The door rattled, but stayed in place as she tried pulling from other angles. It was stuck! The girls on the outside had been so wild in their brawl through the kitchen that they had knocked a fridge over in front of the door, trapping Femeria inside the chilly room. Even her super strength couldn't budge the door with all the weight in its way.

The demoness rubbed her arms and hissed through her teeth. "Clumsy sluts," she cursed, but maybe it was to her benefit. She was locked away from the rest of them, so maybe she could wait out the winners and then ambush them when they went searching for her. She suddenly winced as she felt a sting on her shoulder. She looked up to see the sizzling speck the size of a nickel on her upper arm, even taking off some of her hair. She looked up for the source, seeing the water building up on the ceiling and started to dribble down.

The rest of the fight had not only knocked over several pieces of equipment, but they had hit the thermostat for the freezer. It had dropped a good twenty degrees when Umbrianna had been throw into the controls, and the ice was melting quickly. Femeria had nowhere to escape as she tried to run around screaming for cover. The deadly rain sprinkled down on her bit by bit as she melted down with her dead enemies.

Their numbers were growing truly thin by then. Their self-imposed genocide had brought their thousands down to dozens as they found various ways to boil, crush, choke, scald, splash, decapitate, and tear each other in half. The clusters were finishing up clearing out their competition until one (sometimes fewer) remained in each section and ride. They were all feeling hurt, furious, and powerful, high on their bloodlust and eager to finish this most un-hellish battle.

The last of the succubi stepped out into the main hub of the park, marked by the multi-directional sign mounted in the middle. On top of the tall signpost lit up with neon lights, showing the current count of the remaining combatants. "13."

They were close. The hellish bitches were desperate to escape, well beyond caring about their kin enough to stop. While most of them were wounded one way or another, they ignored it with their demonic fury and charged each other for a final clash. A tall and thin red succubus punched a plump and motherly looking demon across the face. The matronly called Krux was quick to betray her appearance by snapping her head back and catching her foe by the hair, rapidly smashing her face into the signpost until she broke her nose. Two more clashed nearby, but a third jumped onto the bigger one's back to start clawing and biting at her hair and face. Cucktress mauled away chunks of her ridden foe's face, her opponent breaking off and grabbing the rain barrel beside one of the shacks. She tipped it over at the two of them, quickly burning away the mounted succubus' feet. Cuckstress nimbly pounced away, but knocked her foe into the puddle to boil her away that much faster. "12!"

Dimna had caught Greez by the tail, the black-skinned and long-horned demoness forcing Greez across her knee and violently spanking her ass. She kept her claws bared to leave bloody black scratches along Greez's round ass cheeks. "I should have done this myself a long time ago! This has been great!" Dimna cackled, caught up in her attack as Lushis made a detour to a nearby toy stand. She drew one of the long foam "water noodles" and thrust it under a sprinkler, letting it steam against her hands before she swung it hard into Minotia's chest. It hit with a loud WHAP, instantly followed by a howl of pain as Minotia clutched her melting breast. It distracted her enough for Lushis to raise and smash the noodle down on top of her foe's head, cleaving Minotia's skull in half as if the wet foam were a battle axe. "11."

Lotus and Yoni were grappling with each other, with Lotus starting to push the shorter pink fiend back. She was holding out and staying on her feet, but Yoni was still being pushed back closer to a sprinkler shaped like a smiling turtle that was left out near the kid's area. She dug her talons into the ground, but before the waters could reach her, she ducked aside and tripped Lotus to the ground. Yoni took the hose attached to the sprinkler rather than the device itself, wrapping it around Lotus' neck and squeezed it tight. Lotus gagged as her forked tongue fell out of her mouth, clawing at the hose in a desperate bid to escape. She not only failed to get free, but her claws pierced the rubber and started a thin spray in all directions. The small amount was enough to melt the rest of the way through her neck, popping her head off her shoulders. Yoni hadn't considered how hoses work, and didn't consider the immense buildup of water that the knot around Lotus' neck had developed. It all burst out as a pressurized bucket melted her away with her own doing. "9."

Ravana rolled in a vicious and clumsy catball with D'kay and Jorne, the multicolored brawl fumbling, tripping, and pouncing over each other over and over. It was a vicious cycle since as soon as one gained the upper hand, the third would attack them while they were distracted. They hit the a smaller stand that finally made them stop by sheer force, knocking the booth over with a splash that made them all flinch. They looked to the booth and saw that it had been set up for selling water balloons and similarly simple water toys, making them each jump for the potentially deadly children's toys. D'kay grabbed a small squirt gun, but she hardly had time to aim it before Ravana threw a water balloon into her face. The green demoness shrieked in pain as it splashed all over her front, stumbling backward and clawing at her divine injuries all over her face and chest.

Ravana laughed at her expense, grabbing another balloon in her purple claws just for Jorne to grab her hand and squeeze it. She forced Ravana's nails to pierce the cheap rubber, bursting in her hand and melting it off halfway to her elbow in a quick splash of purple. Ravana howled as she clutched her wounded arm, just for Jorne to grab a squeeze bottle and spray down the rest of her. D'kay proved to be wounded but not out, grabbing Jorne from behind with another water bottle in hand. "Drink up, you thirsy bitch!" D'kay snarled as she forced the bottle into Jorne's mouth and squeezed. Smoke poured from the nose and ears of the thrashing, clawing demoness before the holy water came pouring out of her stomach, allowing D'kay to release her smoking corpse and go back to the others. "7."

Greez kicked out of the Dimna's spanking, kicking the dark demoness in the jaw. She grunted and staggered back, falling on her plump ass while Greez grabbed her by the ankle. "Take a dip, you fatass cunt!" she snarled, spinning around quickly and hurling Dimna like a hammer throw. She went sailing through the air, shrieking before she smacked into a pane of glass and fell onto a platform. She shook her head and saw water below her, but she was securely on a seat big enough for her wide bottom.

"Ha! You missed!" the black succubus laughed back at her foe. Greez stepped up to the wall of glass that she'd tossed Midna over, just to punch the large target next to her. The dunk tank did its job, flipping Dimna into the pool below. Bubbles rose from her sinister body boiling along with her screams, but nothing came back up. "6."

Buriel (the one who had wielded the rain barrel) ran after Cuckstress, the impish girl unwittingly running right into a clothesline from Krux. Cuckstress gagged as she was winded from the shot to her neck, gagging and coughing as her two pursuers actually seemed to ignore her. She hoped this meant that they would ignore her until she could recover and sneak away, but the two seemed to have decided to fight right over her. The two solidly-built and excessively strong succubi started to slap and claw at each other, each staggering step crushing down on her head and chest until she was trampled to an undignified pulp underfoot. "5."

Lushis has discarded her noodle rather than risk burning her fingers off, charging and tackling Greez's side. She bit into Greez's ear, making the green sexfiend shriek in pain and stumble back to try to pull away. She started to stagger up some stairs, trying to use the high ground to her advantage when she was blindsided again by D'kay. She balled her fists together into one hammer blow, striking Lushis across the face before giving another to the top of Greez's skull. The girls slumped to the wooden floor of the raised platform, D'kay gave Lushi a kick to the ribs to make sure she stayed down before going after Greez. The downed succubus backed away weakly, but suddenly lashed out a foot and kicked D'kay hard in the chest.

D'kay was sent flying over the edge of the railing, soaring through the air before smashing into the middle of one of the water slides. She crashed right through the dense plastic and metal, breaking the slide open to pour down with her... right above the brawling Krux and Buriel. The intense downpour vaporized the girls within seconds as the pressurized water flooded down upon them. "2."

Greez stumbled the last of the way up the platform, finding it to be a low diving cliff for the teens. There were some ropes and pulleys to get down with, but they all lead into the wide pool below.

"I've got you now!" Greez turned back just as Lushis grabbed her by the throat, holding her out over the pool. "I knew I'd win. I HAD to win!" snarled the busty fiend.

"You and everyone else," Greez growled back at her. "Let me back up and you'll have a fighting chance."

Lushis laughed at the empty threat. "I've got you over a barrel! A barrel of holy water, at that." Greez took a swing at her, but Lushis' free hand caught her wrist and stopped her. "I've got all the cards here," she said with a cocky, seductive smirk.

"I just wanted to keep your hands busy, cunt," Greez spat, grabbing one of the ropes nearby and pulling down on it. The gutter-like container that rested overhead was pulled down with it, creating a miniature waterfall that fell right onto Lushis' head. She screamed as it burned at her horns and scalp, drenching her in the scorching liquid. She froze on the spot as she rapidly melted away, Greez having a moment to smirk in victory. She was still thrashing and vanishing when her arm was severed by the downpour, letting it fall with Greez still gripping her neck. Greez hit with a huge splash of her own, adding more discolored steam to the air that made the carnage-filled theme park smell of sulfur and rubber. Both of the final succubi vanished in a burst of the stinking mist and shrill screams, cursing each other spitefully more than their captors.

"0," read the sign before the mystical theme park vanished, its purposed fulfilled.

Demonic Holy Water PItfight (commission)

A repeat performance from the demons in the water park. The devil revives them just to punish them with more dunking into the burning-hot holy water, letting them brawl for survival in their weird violent but only semi-bloody (because weird demon biology).

 

The succubi had been slaughtered to the last in their previous encounter. The various crusaders of the church had sealed them away and let their petty jealousy and anger rip each other apart. Demons were strange like that, though. They were always existing in a vague sense, if there was something to call them back. Lucifer’s reign in Hell gave him a lot of sway over such things, and while it took some effort and resources, he had soon called all of the succubus back into his realm. They all stood and muttered in confusion, still reeling from their previous deaths as they found themselves waiting in their swimsuits within a huge, dark chamber.

“Morning, ladies. Have a decent rest?” The grinning red demon looked over the various half-naked women.

“You restored us!” Hexus blurted, the pink succubus wide-eyed and still confused about her recent revival.

“If you wanna put it simply, it’s something like that. Now I want you explain a few things to you unholy bitches.” The succubi hung their heads and shuffled their feet, some of them twirling their tails in one hand. They expected a real tongue-lashing, if not an apologetic orgy for their dark master. “First, you’re all trapped in here. Nobody leaves without my sayso.”

“WHAT!?” The girls immediately broke into shouts, complaining and objecting before Lucifer smashed his fist on the arm of his invisible seat. Fire and magma shot out from similarly unseen sources as great wings burst from his shoulders.

“SHUT IT!” They did. “I’m not done explaining. Now look to your left. Then to your right. I think you’ll notice I had you organized by your hatred for each other. You’ve all be placed categorically in this position so that the more you hate your assorted sisters, the closer you are to them. So rule number two…” He snapped his clawed fingers and a clinking of chains could be heard. The demonic women looked down and saw that they had been handcuffed to one other succubus each. Iflit glared as Shena, the blue and red women literally locking horns as they turned to glare at each other.

“You’ve been cuffed to your most loathed enemy. Your rivals, traitors, jealous sisters, the one with better tits than you… I’m looking at you, Jewel. Now only two of you are going to leave here in one piece, and that’s the two of you that are chained together. So if you want to make it through this, you’ll join up with your greatest enemy, grit your fangs, and bear it.”

The succubi were all anxious, glancing at each other. They started gauging their hated teammates as much as they were their future enemies.

“Other than that, only one last rule.” Lucifer smiled brightly. “And that’s have fun. Later, sluts.” He snapped his fingers again and the blackness beneath them proved to be a solid floor. Said floor popped open, dropping them like one enormous trap door that rained thousands of scantily dressed she-demons into the darkness below.

“Oh, and I forgot to mention the holy water. You’ll find it when you land. Sorry not sorry!”

Most of the demons were left screaming as they fell, struggling to right themselves and prepare for their landing. Even those with wings found them flapping uselessly in the air or trailing limply behind them.

“Holy water!?” Nix yelped in worry. If she had any more to say, she was quickly cut off when Nile swung her elbow. They hadn’t even landed when she sparked the fight, bashing her in the nose and spraying thick, black blood through the air. The others were tense enough that they broke into their own brawls, Nile’s first blow just the spark that triggered the powder keg of horny she-devils.

Kayna grabbed Jinx’s tail, pulling on it while planting her feet against her ass. Kayna screamed as it felt like her tail was going to be ripped off, twisting and trying to reach her attacker. She jerked her arm on Styxy’s half of their handcuffs, who had been Kayna’s nemesis ever since she seduced the mortal she had been working on for months.

“Watch what you're doing, you black bitch!” Styxy snapped, raised her chained together arm and wrapped it around Kayna’s neck. The demoness gagged and pulled at the chain that dug into her throat, suddenly more distracted by that than her enemy pulling on her tail. Even if she didn’t have to breathe, it was all that was keeping her head on her shoulders.

The rest of the girls had started to brawl in midair, clawing and swinging at anyone they could. A few turned on their own partners but they didn’t last long. They were quickly attacked from behind by their other rivals, but even without interference they were dooming themselves. When Hellena and Vika tore into each other with fangs and claws, they had no way to dodge or block. They were in each other’s faces slashing the hell out of each other’s bodies (in every sense of the term), leaving one arm free to fight while their interlocked ones slashed and pulled on anything close to them. Hellena had clawed out Vika’s eye while her wing was ripped off in payback. Their bloody pieces fell behind them in a dispersing bloodbath among the other scrapping parties that were either trying to end their opponents before they landed or simply climb over them to use them as a means of breaking their fall.  

Then came the splashes. The succubi all panicked at the first splashes and screams where Vicci and Vinni had landed, the squabbling sisters flailing to stay afloat in the scalding fluid. Lucifer was no angel these days, so he couldn’t exactly create holy water at will. He could make a crude replica, the equivalent that would even burn his fellow demons with its old but still potent divinity. It didn’t melt their bodies on contact like the real deal could (and had), but it seared them like scorching hot water. It would melt them down into puddles of multi-colored goop if they stayed in long enough, leaving them no choice to to kill or be boiled alive. The “unholy water” made its point rather quickly by the torn up Vika and Hellena hit the water. They had ripped so many chunks out of each other that just hitting the water splatted them into colorful mush, staining the water around them.

“Holy shit! He’s serious!” Nika shrieked just before she hit the water and vanished beneath the surface. One of the girls had shoved their partner under and held them beneath the holy water, a few discolored bubbles coming up before she lifted her arms back up. They came back with nothing but a severed hand on the other half of the cuff, laughing in triumph.

“Well that was easy!” Kelka cackled, just to be jumped by another, more coordinated pair. She shrieked as their combined weight pushed her into the rough waters, leaving her drowning and boiling beneath them.

The demoness' numbers started dropping quickly. The holy water itself wasn't to blame, as it wasn't instantly lethal, but the succubi were faced with a rather urgent decision. With their skin sizzling and splashing wildly to stay above the water, they weren't in the best of moods. It skewed their decisions as they determined if it was easier to team up as Lucifer had suggested or just destroy their ancient enemies on the spot and take their chances alone.

Ren and Daveen lashed out savagely at each other as soon as they were floating above the holy tide. Ren pounced on her red-skinned rival, their cuffs clanking and stretching as she punched and clawed Daveen's huge breasts. The red she-devil howled in pain, ripping Ren away by the hair and kicking her in the crotch. The water slowed the blow, but it was still more than enough to get Ren to clutch her crotch with her only free hand. It left it easy enough for Daveen to pull her back by the hair and bite into her face, finishing her off like some kind of busty shark.

Some simply couldn't get themselves to work together even when they tried. The petite pink demon Rivi was off balance with her thicker nemesis Balaach, their differences in height and weight making them comical to watch. Balaach's swimming and flailing whipped the skinny succubus around, but Rivi would occasionally trip under her and tangle with the curvy demon's legs to send them both sinking under for another searing bath. The ditzy Aphrode simply screamed and kept climbing up her friendly foe, weighing her down so that keeping either of them afloat proved impossible in the lethally sink or swim situation.

While this whittled down their population, there were still plenty more who got their acts together. There was the usual pushing and pulling to be expected, but they were able to temporarily set aside their hatred in order to survive against the swarm of other angry demons. Eva ignored her cuffed partner for now and punched the nearby Atulia instead. The purple succubus stumbled into her own bound nemesis, but the lean green demon whirled around as she heard her teammate's grunt of pain. She gave a spinning slap of her tail across Eva's face, making her shriek and recoil as Bustur rose to defend the foe who had nearly killed her a century ago.

“There’s a platform!” Roxa pointed off at something splashing a short way off from where the demons had landed. As they focused, they could see it was a wooden platform just a foot or two across. The thrashing demons around it made the holy water lap at its edges, but the platform mysteriously remained dry. It appeared to be the one tiny sanctuary safe from the painfully holy substance.

“Then let’s get it!” Szur (Roxa’s partner an especially top-heavy succubus with chalk-white skin) grabbed her teammate by the wing to help keep her afloat. The two started to kick and elbow with their free hands, knocking away their less-hated rivals in order to save their own skin. Even when Nagasm caught Szur by the tail, Roxa twisted herself around until she could kick their pursuer in the face. If Szur went down, after all, she’d never reach the promed safety of the little island.

A few of them saw the pair going for the platform and caught onto the idea. Some of the demons that turned their backs were just swarmed and crushed by their sisters. Vera tried to rush for the platform, just to break into an argument with Qazza. "Everyone's going there, you stupid bitch! That's going to become a mosh pit!"

"Then we're going to sit here and cook alive!" Vera snapped back. The two of them kicked and clawed at each other until Vera lunged at her cuffed rival and bit into her breast. Qazza screamed briefly before she was dragged under the holy water, leaving the two of them to steam and sizzle in the blessed liquid.

Vera had been right, however. More and more of the succubus had either seen the floating platform or spotted the girls swimming in their direction. They swarmed the area until their already focused fighting force became even more dense, turning into a feeding frenzy of multicolored she-devils. Kazi tried to rush for the platform just for Injus to grab her by the hair. The pink demoness screamed as her dark curls were pulled out in pieces, but her cuffed nemesis was quick to abandon her for her own safety. Dula didn’t get too far, finding herself coming just short of the miniature raft. “Dammit!” she hissed as she looked back, finding that the grip on Kazi was all that was keeping her from making the last few feet. “You stupid dead weight!”

“Shut up and help me!” Kazi shouted back at her. Dula decided she’d rather make a break for it herself, pulling and banging on her handcuffs. The more she tried, the more she became convinced that they were unbreakable. She couldn’t stand staying in the water any longer, but her sitting stationary made her too easy a target to pass up on. Two purple succubi descended on her, one punching Dula dead in the face. She staggered and splashed to try to stay afloat, but the purple partner swept around behind her and yanked her chained arm. It latched it around Dula’s neck, choking her as the holy water-soaked chain pushed into her throat. Kazi gagged as her neck sizzled, her thrashing only serving to make her hair and breasts bounce around in time with her struggles. With one last sound like searing meat, Kazi gagged and fell limply into the water. She bubbled and boiled there until the holy water melted her away into a harmless stain among her sadistic sisters.

Roxa and Szur made one last dash for the cherished platform. Szur pushed a curvy blue demoness under the water, dragging her partner beneath the waves with her like she was a living ancor. She ignored the desperate clawing at her thighs as she stepped over the blue bitch's head. Roxa was grabbed by the hair from behind, but she swung her heel backward to nail her assailant in the crotch. The grabby green demoness wailed and clutched her groin as Roxa suddenly dove under the water. The slim girl swam past a few of her foes unnoticed, keeping her eyes forced shut and ignoring the sting until she came up on the far side of the platform coughing for air. With Szur just behind her, Roxa was finally able to drag herself up onto the wooden platform, panting and smoking but finally safe from the scalding sea around them. The waters stung her feet, but it was leagues better than being stuck floating in the stinging substnace.

“Quick, dumbass! Get me up there with you!” Szur barked, her arm raised to keep Roxa balanced on the raft.

“What are you talking about?”

“I just got you up there! Now pull me up!”

“Look at me! I can barely fit up here! No way your fat ass is getting up here too!”

"WHAT?!" Sure enough, Roxa's balancing act on the tiny vessel left maybe an inch of extra space. Some of the biggest succubus would struggle to even fit on there with their extra curves. Some of their pursuers reached them, grabbing and pulling at the raft to rock it around. Roxa held her arms out for balance, but she whipped out with her tail and kicked with her feet to drive off any attempting usurpers.

Szur was left with no such benefit. The hellish beauties were still descending on the same spot that she happened to be standing in front of. Now that Roxa was the highest thing in the entire sea of blessed waters, so she was becoming a prime target that Szur had the misfortune of being handcuffed to. She had to shove a succubus off of her that tried to climb up her, just for another to start clawing at her breast and more swimming past her. Szur frantically slapped the one attacking her breast until she let go, just to turn and crush the fingers of one of the hands grabbing the raft. The holy water was softening up all of the succubi (except for Roxa, of course), so the demonic fingers bent out of shape with one shot as the screaming she-demon recoiled.

Szur saw that she wasn't going to be able to fend them all off. What's more, she realized she had no reason to defend it right now. It wouldn't do her any good if she boiled herself alive hoping that Roxa would outlast the rest of them. She finally yanked her handcuffed hand towards one of the nearest mobs of demonic women as if she intended to punch all of them at once. It jerked short of them, but it did what she wanted: it flung the selfish Roxa right off the raft and sent her crashing into the rest of them like a human morning star. Roxa went screaming over Szur’s head before she ended up going under with the rest of the panicking and splashing succubi she’d run into.

Szur clawed for the platform to save herself, but her wings were quickly grabbed by the surrounding fiends and she was dragged back into the scalding mess with the rest of them. Narza and Gleam piled onto her and clawed wildly, tearing away chunks of skin and hair from their fellow demon. They were caught in such a frenzy that by the time the curvy Szur was torn to pieces, they ripped right through her and went on attacking each other as if she had never been there in the first place.

Roxa was freed from her partner as her shredded arm faded into nothing inside the holy water. She went to swim away again and take her chances away from the crowd, but she found herself stuck again. It was strange because of Szur being ripped and melted apart, but she looked back and saw that her tail had become tangled with the rest of the crowd she’d been thrown into. She pulled on it a few times to try to free herself, but the struggling mass of hellish women just yanked her back and forced her to surface.

A pair of neon green women reached the platform next, throwing themselves past the last of their defeated foes. Conch and Miloette grabbed at its edges and tried to crawl on top, the cuffed women repeatedly slipping off as they both tried to make their way on top. “Get up, you clumsy fatass!” Miloette shouted at her rival, pulling on Conch’s longer mass of purple hair to pull herself up.

“You’re the one getting in MY way!” Conch snapped back. She started clawing Molette’s thick and smoking chest like they were a pair of handles, ripping away the swimsuit top in her failing efforts. Just like the pair before them, they couldn't find any space for the two of them to fit. The difference this time was that they refused to realize this, pushing and squeezing into each other as best they could and falling repeatedly back into the water. They'd get up and tried again, no matter how many times their big wet tits went squishing and slapping into each other and bouncing back off. They only finally stopped when Gigan grabbed them both by their bikini bottoms and dragged them back off into the water with the rest of their slutty feeding frenzy that was the hundreds of succubi.

The squabbling duo were split up as a small gang took each of them apart. Kora grabbed Conch around the neck from behind, pinching and pulling at her hair. Dusk went in front of her and threw some punches into Conch’s belly while Vendette started to claw vicious lines into Conch’s chest. Molette got a similar treatment as both Spink and Joi grabbed her legs and pulled in opposite directions. Molette was flexible, but the green succubus couldn’t bend as much as they were forcing her to. Her thighs popped and twisted while Joi bit nastily into her toes, and the rest of the attacking girls eagerly assaulted her vulnerable position. She was quickly being pushed under with the barrage of fists and clawing nails that attacked her face, arms and boobs.

A few had the idea to keep trying the only platform in sight, but more were catching onto the futility thanks to the fallen pair.

“This is bullshit!” Linona declared, wiping some of the stinging water from her eyes. “We can’t all last with these cuffs and still be the ‘last fucking pair standing!”

“Good point.” Lucifer’s voice had a casual tone but rang through the skies. There was a beam of light as if some trap door had opened above them again. It made a shining silver key go falling into the waters especially visible as everyone stopped to stare. “That should work for everyone’s keys. Go nuts, ladies.”

There was a moment where the waves of the holy water came to a stop as all the demons stopped to watch the key hit the water. It broke into mayhem once again as the demonic ladies went splashing after it. Hexa pulled back on Reema's wings, literally stepping over her head to get closer to their goal. She didn't get far as Reema started clawing and pulling at her tail and ankles.

The pack of demonesses with their tangled tails went rushing after it, only to find that their situation had only gotten worse. Trying to swim while handcuffed to one enemy was bad enough, but a half dozen more tangled in there made it impossible to move around. Jun barely had the space to kick and stroke, relying on the combined buoyancy of her surrounding enemies. Considering the size of the boobs floating around her, they would be staying above water well before the holy water dissolved them.

Sterra tried to use this to her advantage by grabbing two fistfuls of the other thrashing demons' hair. They screamed as she pulled herself up onto their backs, her tail stretched painfully but finally removed from the scalding liquid at the expense of her sisters.

"What the hells do you think you're doing?!" Her unwilling partner Rino was left among the supporting succubi that made up her living raft. The other girls were clawing at Sterra's legs or flapping their wings at her while the mounting red she-devil exploited them.

"Saving my own skin! More than you stupid sluts can do! Maybe if I outlast them I'll get the key for you, Rino. If you're more than just a hand by then anyway!" Sterra was able to ignore most of the blind clawing at her hot and sensitive skin, but their angrily beating wings were starting to knock her around. She braced a foot on Infa's back to steady herself, briefly forgetting about their tangle of tails beneath her. She also forgot just how badly the holy water had weakened her body. That proved to be the last bit of pressure she could take before her tail simply snapped off and sent her tumbling head over heels back into the water.

While she was freed from the demonic rat king that was her clustered enemies, she was still cuffed to Rino and well within the reach of enemies. The bickering and brawling bunch quickly agreed on a mutual target as even her partner ganged up in pounding Sterra into a shrieking pulp.

While most abandoned it for the key, a few of the forced teams of demons stayed near the island by choice. A few weren't bright enough to see the platform's futility or hadn't spotted the key, but some were just content to abandon their partner in order to stop the incessant burning. Veniz climbed over her bitter ex-girlfriend just to get back on the floating platform, but she couldn't stay up for long when her cuffed enemy simply yanked her back down out of spite. Demmy had the opposite plan, boosting up Kezran to let her take it instead and watch out for her once she'd landed. The green demoness didn't even get all the way on top before she was pelted by the fists and claws of every other succubus vying for the spot, knocking her right back off.

Their portion of the battle didn't last long. Those that had stayed by the raft were the most desperate or bitter, not thinking as clearly as the rest of the already softened and panicking demon girls. Those twenty had quickly ruined themselves into only four, and they were still dropping fast.

Voyda kneed a purple demon in the face, turning the once lovely features into a bleeding mess with a crooked nose. A few more put her out cold, and while she wasn't dead she might as well be. She was left floating motionless in the scalding sea of holy water, and her partner couldn't do much with the dead weight on one of her arms.

"Bet you could have used that key about now!" Nenya taunted, Voyda's partner who was beating on the purple demon's suddenly vulnerable partner. The two pink demonesses clawed at each other's breasts, but a knee to her pussy left the already handicapped brawler simply powerless. Nenya and Voyda both grabbed her by the hair and bashed her head into the floating platform, pounding until she was as motionless as her teammate.

With just the two begrudging teammates left, they both went for the miniature raft at once. "Let me up! I hit the water before you!" Nenya demanded as she clawed her way up on top.

"To heaven with that! I've been doing all the work!" The slightly chestier Voyda forced her way up next to her, the two of them stumbling and slipping as they tried to stay on the same limited and precious space. They could only push and stagger for so long before physics took over, dropping them both in opposite directions. Nenya hit the water and went under, but found herself suddenly stuck. Her eyes went wide with horror as she tried to pull her arm loose, but they hand landed on exactly opposite ends of the platform. The chain of their handcuffs had buried itself into the wooden surface, and she could see Voyda thrashing in the water a couple feet away experiencing the exact same misfortune. No amount of thrashing could break the wood in time as they melted away shrieking and cursing at each other.

That only left those pursuing the key. A few had pounced on others to slow them down, preferring to prevent their making it rather than succeeding themselves. Trix and Trappz made it first, the two ancient and gorgeous demon milfs with huge breasts and classic dark red complexions. Trix grabbed it first, but Trappz shoved her away and grabbed it from her hand.

"Give me that! You don't know what you're doing, you useless old ditz!" Trix shouted at her just to be tackled from behind by the slim and brown-skinned Tura. While Trix shrieked and struggled with that, Tura wrapped the chain of her cuff around her neck to choke her while her partner started sending hammer blows into the succumilf's giant rack and leading copper-colored bruises.

Trappz went to put the key in her lock, but the arm was jerked away by Trix's struggles. She was swarmed before she could try again as the gleaming wet key became a dooming beacon to whoever carried it. Trappz was weighed down by the girls piling on top of her, all grabbing for the key. "STOP! GET OFF, YOU IDIOTS! YOU'LL HAVE IT WHEN I'M DONE!" The demonic cougar shrieked furiously at them, but she was ignored. A few even enjoyed it when the elder demoness finally was forced under the holy water to sizzle beneath the blessed tide. At least then she shut up.

Vora wrenched the key from her hand at last, cackling as she straightened it out and lunged for her lock. It barely got inside the slot when she was elbowed in the face by Goren, stunning her on the spot. The white-skinned demon pulled the key back out, refusing to wait a second longer bound to her nemesis and boiling in the water. If she was the first to get out of her cuffs, she should be able to get back to the island and be the sole survivor. If her partner/enemy made it, that was fine too, she supposed. She could deal with Vengina later.

Vora and Goren grappled for the key briefly before the white demoness bit into Vora's wrist with her sharp fangs. The blue succubus screamed and tried to pull away, but the holy water was ruining their spiritual corporeal forms. She pulled hard enough that her entire hand came off at the wrist, giving it to Goren along with the key. The grinning she-devil spat the hand out, using it to unlock her cuffs without even bothering to take it out from between Vora's fingers.

With a triumphant laugh, Goren was the first to pull herself free from her hated ally. Astr was left with the loose handcuff hanging from her wrist, but it was far better than staying stuck on the white she-devil. Goren threw the key away dismissively, which turned out to be the best thing for her. The other girls pounced on it, kicking and clawing to be first. While a few went down in the fray, being handcuffed to an unconscious woman wasn't the worst fate for them anymore. Once the key was used on them, the others didn't care what happened to it. Anyone who could grab it and escape the wrath of the others long enough to undo her own bonds could then leave behind their dead or knocked out ally.

"I'm so glad you're all doing so well with these new rules," Lucifer spoke up from above. Most of the girls had ditched their handcuffs by now, leaving a little over a dozen demons floating through the water and sizing each other up. "So let's play nice for a while... orgasms destroy." This was enough to get everyone to look up in confusion. "From now on, making your opponent cum removes them from this plane. Much easier for a bunch of sluts like you than killing, now isn't it?"

The batch of succubi had to agree, which was why Yeena quicky grabbed Vora by the hair and kissed her, sending her other hand between her legs. Vora grunted deeply, their hypersexualized nature kicking in fast on both fronts. Vora's thick nipples prodded at her foe's before she reached around her hips, thrusting fingers into both her ass and pussy to pump the slutty silver demoness from both ends.

The rest of the girls got to work as well. Vax and Warn were both latched onto the busty Asom's breasts, sucking loudly as if the cure for holy water were inside. While the chesty green woman moaned loudly, she bearhugged them both to her chest and held them in place. While they fumbled around underwater for her slit, she clenched her thick thighs together to keep them out. Asom's surprise tit smother left them both unconscious before too long, letting her push them off to float away. Now that they were defenseless, the holy water ate away at them until they were only four little islands of breast flesh (and then nothing at all).

One of the blue succubi went lunging for Shlick, but she ducked under the pair of hands and dove into the water. The short-haired purple demoness quickly found herself cringing from the consuming burning sensation, but she figured it would have similarly softened up her foes. Putting her true talents to use, she locked her mouth onto the blue snatch in front of her and licked for all she was worth. Schlick pulled at her labia and exposed it to the early stings of the holy water, and with the two combined the blue slut suddenly shrieked. Schlick tasted cum a moment before she simply vanished from sight, no longer there at all.

When Horne took down Tempty with some rough fingering, Donka grabbed her from behind. Donk was a short and curvy demon, young but plenty busty for her limited height. She wrapped her hands around Horne's waist and started fingering while grabbing her breast with the other. "Enjoy the last orgasm of your life!" the short imp laughed as her captive pink demon tried to yank herself free. When there was no immediate chance of escape, she simply fought back by grinding her ass and tail against Donk's crotch. The shorter succubus moaned in her rival's ear, but she maintained her hold long enough to make her squirt and vanish.

Donk barely had time to rinse the cum from her fingers when Gamorenifer darted by and grabbed her by the ass. Donk hardly had time to moan before the booty-centric demoness came and went just like her former victim. Even after her ambush, Vora suddenly shoved Yeena back into Gamorenifer. The two of them jolted and thrashed, but Vora grabbed their tails and tied them together. They were left ass to ass as Vora fingered them both, making them moan and grind their asses together until they both wailed passionately and vanished.

Shlick had caught up to Goren after she swam for the platform, dragging her off and grinding against her in a quick tribbing contest. Their breasts rubbed together as they hurried to take each other out before the impending doom of the holy water consumed them. They managed to both slide onto the raft with Goren humping Shlick with all she had and vice versa.

"You're... unf... going down," Vora grunted, but she was too exhausted and vulnerable.

"I'll be going down on you to finish you off!" Shlik snapped back. She reached for Vora's breasts, but the top demoness reached to stop her. The unfortunate block made the cuffs latch onto her wrist, trapping the two together. With one last gasp, Vora rolled over and threw them both into the water to continue their blessed humping. They couldn't last long among the burning and their natural state of arousal, clits bumping together until their mutually dooming cries echoed in the water before they vanished.

Not far off, the last two of them faced off. Asom wrapped her tail around the wrist of Courtia, a tall and fit-looking blonde that could have passed for a flirty barmaid if not for her radiant green skin. Courtia squeezed Asom's breast until it leaked some of her black blood, but the busty demoness kneed the green enemy in the crotch. Courtia gasped and leaned into Asom's big chest, but she smirked back at her confidently. "Still tender down there after this long soak, aren't you?" she mocked, kneeing her again and again between the legs until her moans of pain turned to ones of lust. However, by then Courtia had wrapped her half of the handcuffs around Asom's throat, choking her out in a race of Asom's sexual skill against her ability to hold her breath. Her knees struck more wearily as her air came short and the sizzling chain bit into her neck, but she paddled back a few paces. It made the chain tighter, but Asom threw a kick up into Courtia's pussy so hard that the front half of her foot went completely inside. With one huge, husky groan, Courtia's eyes crossed and she vanished in one wet burst of cum. Asom barely even realized it as her body gave out, passing out from pain, exhaustion and lack of air. She floated along face down, her big breasts breaching the water right next to her.

"Well, I suppose you're a winner. You're the last one standing... or floating in this case," Lucifer observed. "I'm sure you'd appreciate it more if you were conscious. Or, you know... going to live more than a few seconds soaking like that. Still, this was a fun little experiment. Maybe I'll check in on you girls some other day."