The demoness formed up in an expertly rehearsed formation with her pack of mythic beasts. She barked out commands, reinforcing the orders with gestures of her elaborate spear. The skilled beast tamer was helping coordinate their ferocious assault on the Item God, a mighty Majin. Her canine cohorts unleashed their offensives, azure-furred demonic whirlwinds of slashing fangs, clawing paws, and slicing horn-blades dashing about their mighty enemy. However, it was the great 8x11 Printer Paper that struck the final blow. The beast tamer raised her legendary spear, and in a combination attack with her encircling pack-mates, unleashed a stupendous deathblow strike with the powerful Hotengeki. With the battlefield cleared, she was able to exit out of the Item World, escorting her injured comrades back to the safety of their Netherworld dimension.
Once back at base, her injuries undone at the healers, 8x11 Printer Paper finally felt at ease. It'd been a hard delving. Throughout the numerous battles, she wasn't sure her fellow troop of demons and monsters was going to make it through alive, considering they lacked a Mr. Gency Exit. But now she was richer, better equipped, and a hell of a lot more experienced. And best yet, she had a clean billet of free time to spend however the little demon girl pleased, and the beast tamer knew just how to wile away her diabolical evening.
Her precious. precocious monster pack-mates had proven themselves during the earlier battles, her mythic beasts most of all. The dignified, monstrous canines deserved a special treat for all the hard work and wounds they'd endured on her behalf, and 8x11 Printer Paper knew just how to pamper her fiendish pooches. As the devoted beast tamer delved into the kennels of her nether realm holdout, she could smell the musk of animals, a welcoming scent by her reckoning. The demon girl was still wearing her usual attire of baggy leggings held aloft by suspenders, with only a tight, black bikini top and bottom to cover her slender frame, as well as two paw-shaped pauldrons connecting the elaborate outfit together. 8x11 Printer Paper's spiky, red dreadlocks and whipping lion's tail gave her a ferocious, bestial appearance, that helped her develop a kindred spirit with her animal charges. She could hear them baying down below, sensing her approach before seeing their beloved mistress.
"How are mommy's precious puppies?" the red-clothed demoness beamed, extending her cuffed hands wide in warm greeting to her pack. The disciplined wolf-monsters formed up around their mistress, until the pack's alpha calmly approached 8x11 Printer Paper's side. "Oooh, how is my favorite good boy doin'? Are you keeping everyone in line, huh, Chimichanga? Mommy loves youuu!" the fawning demon girl's voice was dripping with unusual affection, considering her nasty, demonic heritage. She practically tackled the huge wolf alpha down, smothering him in hugs and kisses as he rolled to his side submissively. Chimichanga was a fearsome beast that had slain the overlord's of enemy Netherworlds, but 8x11 Printer Paper knew he just liked having his white-furred belly scratched. While the domineering alpha was distracted with her attention, she hefted out various flans, eclairs, tortes, and mousses for the other eager demon-beasts, who chowed down happily on the hedonistic fair.
8x11 Printer Paper was soon crowded by her numerous, multi-hued demon dogs, their wet snouts excitedly sniffing about her barely-clothed frame. Chimichanga noticed the attention his cherished mistress was receiving from his subordinate mythic beasts, and he growled at them authoritatively. The little demoness scolded her domineering pet, "Be nice, Chimichanga, I have enough love for all my good boys, especially after that all-star performance on the battlefield... You know mommy loves a winner, right?" The biggest of the canine monsters was soon off his side, jumping at his mistress in a feisty, puppy-like tackle as she barely fended him off. "Down boy! Grmmphh! Alright, alright, just let me get my panties off, sheesh!" The beast tamer could barely concentrate on pulling her thin, black panties down, while the excited demon dog heaved over her back, his large paws scratching at her pale skin.
Just as soon as 8x11 Printer Paper had her tight thong down to her knees, the amorous Chimichanga shoved his canine snout up between her lithe thighs. The demon girl murmured and cooed lovingly at the illicit nuzzling, "Oh my, you are pent up, aren't you? Who's mommy's big bad wolf?" While she bathed her favored mythic beast in loving praise, the other pack-mates whined and fidgeted in patient agitation. The beast tamer's pack was eagerly awaiting the chance at gaining some intimate, erotic affection from their mistress. But 8x11 Printer Paper was too distracted by Chimichanga's broad, wet tongue to pay much heed to anything else.
While the horned dog demon excitedly lapped at her crotch, the beast tamer demoness reached between his thin backlegs, and began massaging the large canine's furred sheath. Chimichanga immediately responded to the small, delicate fingers clutching the base of his swelling doghood, his muzzle bursting up to happily lick at 8x11 Printer Paper's wickedly beautiful face. Soon, the demon dog was whirling around his mistress from behind, and the beast tamer knowingly bent forward to rest on her elbows and knees, giving the mythic beast better access to his target.
The petite, toned demoness sighed and mentally prepared herself, willing her backdoor to relax in expectation of its upcoming brutalization. Chimichanga was a beast of unmatched prowess, one of her finest examples of monster-rearing, but he was a bit of an ass hound. 8x11 Printer Paper had rapidly learned just how much effort it took to keep her spirited alpha sexually satisfied, and the dog-addicted demon girl often nursed a sore backside as consequence. True to form, Chimichanga scrabbled over his smaller mistress' back, his long claws scratching red welts along her pale frame, though the twisted hellion didn't mind. She felt his fluffy hips connecting up against her bony rump, and knew showtime was about to commence. She stared ahead at all the other mythic beasts, who were watching their beloved trainer being mounted by their respected pack alpha.
"Gah-ah! Oh, my sardines... I won't be able to sit comfortably after this," 8x11 Printer Paper gasped out, as the canine's wet tip rapidly plowed into her ass. The dominating Chimichanga planted his forepaws on the small demon girl's back, pinning her down until her large breasts squished against the stony floor. He rutted powerfully into the beast tamer's tight sphincter, his crimson tail fluttering and wagging wildly. The mythic beast alpha howled out in triumph as his swelling knot drove home, drawing a series of cute squeaks from 8x11 Printer Paper's quivering mouth. Once Chimichanga's turgid knot and canine penis was fully seated in his mistress' colon, the other pack-mates dared to approach the demoness for some TLC. The first mythic beast padded up in front of the beast tamer shyly, averting his muzzle from Chimichanga, who loomed over the demon girl's back as he sodomized her from behind. The lusty demon girl reached out, and got to work on rewarding her beloved demon animals.
The subordinate mythic beast whined from the intense stimulation of 8x11 Printer Paper's fingers wrapped around the fluffy base of his swollen knot. Simultaneously, her mouth played across the red, pulsating canine penis, gripping it with her lips and cheeks as she slipped her mouth up and down the considerable length. The animal immediately began releasing steady little spurts of watery wolf semen, eliciting the demoness to draw the hot canine rod into her puckering lips. 8x11 Printer Paper murmured from the combined stimulation of feeling Chimichanga's swollen knot pulsing in her rectum, while the engorged phallus in her mouth continuously ejaculated rivulets of salty sperm.
Another mythic beast came up behind the last one, shoving it aside as the demoness began sexually tending to the next feral monster in line. 8x11 Printer Paper had a refined style of pleasuring the unique anatomy of a canine penis with her mouth, and wasn't afraid to swallow down the pungent discharge her expertise milked out. Again, the demoness worked her petite hand around the swelling knob of one of her trusted canine companions, gripping the base of the knot as she aimed the erect dog phallus into her wet mouth. She had to be careful not to accidentally bite, as Chimichanga gave a particularly forceful hump into her anus, making the demon girl tremble from the intense, overwhelming stimulation of having a huge knot implanted in her bowels.
Still feisty for another round of bestiality, the beast tamer waved forward a third mythic beast, this one equipped with a particularly fearsome package, already swollen and wobbling between his blue and white furred legs. 8x11 Printer Paper's violet eyes went wide at the lewd sight, as she stretched her jaws in preparation of trying to deepthroat the sputtering dog penis. With a gasping breath, she grabbed the mythic beast's sheath and opened wide, coaxing the huge, red rod down her mouth with practiced expertise. The texture of the animal's penis was intense, rubbing against her sensitive palate and tongue with a maddening sponginess and overwhelming musk. The demon girl fought a sudden bought of gagging and hiccuping, as the huge beast phallus spurted out several stringy jets of dog semen straight down her gullet. Chimichanga seemed slightly jealous of the attention his mistress' was giving the other mythic beast, and the alpha monster began ferociously ramming his weight down into 8x11's narrow hips, suddenly slipping the other wolf-monster's huge prick deep into the demoness' throat.
8x11 Printer Paper struggled to handle the simultaneous penetration, as her ass and mouth were mounted by two ferocious mythic beasts, who became increasingly agitated by their proximity to each other. The beast tamer groaned out around the huge, pulsating wolf knot lodged in her mouth, as Chimichanga began angrily snarling at the animal she was currently orally knotted by. The demon girl tried flexing her anus soothingly around the alpha's huge knot, trying to calm Chimichanga down with intense pleasure, but this did little except send several streams of dog seed cascading into her guts. She knew she needed to calm the two ferocious demon dogs down, before the three of them became injured in an ill-advised fight. Struck by inspiration, 8x11 Printer Paper began