The trio of adventurers had made great progress on their journey, drawing ever closer to Mary's hometown of Grassdale.
"I'm hungry," Enn growled. "We've been walking all morning."
"Shall we stop for lunch?" Clara asked.
"Sure, I suppose it's time for a rest," Mary replied. "Now, what do we have to eat?"
"Oh! Leave the food to me!" Clara offered. "After all, I do have some cooking skills I learned in my time in the convent."
"Now
this
I have to see," Enn scoffed. "There's no way you're going to be any good of a cook, priestess."
"Oh, ye of little faith," Clara teased, tickling the demoness under her chin.
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Sitting next to a roaring fire, Mary began to smell savory emanations from Clara's cooking pot.
"Wow, that smells really good!" Mary exclaimed.
"Thank you, I'm almost done," Clara replied.
"Good," Enn snorted. "Hopefully this human food won't make me gag."
Clara ladled out two heaping bowlfuls for her companions, and one for herself.
"Wow, this is really good," Mary remarked upon tasting.
"Holy shit, you're right! This is some damn fine stew!" Enn exclaimed.
Clara's brow furrowed as she brought her spoon to her lips. "Hmm..."
"Clara, this stew is really good!" Mary complimented.
"I find that it is lacking spice," Clara muttered. "It's too bland."
"It's fine, priestess," Enn said.
"Enn!" Clara exclaimed, having a brainstorm. "I know what I need to make this stew better!"
"What?" Enn asked.
"I need your...your..." Clara blushed hard as her gaze went downward, her eyes resting on Enn's crotch.
"No fucking way..." Enn said in disbelief. "You want my pussy juice, don't you?"
"Y-yes..." Clara blushed. "It's got such an exotic, fiery flavor, I feel it would be perfect to spice up this stew!"
"Oh, gods," Mary groaned. "I can't believe you two."
"M-may I...?" Clara stammered, moving closer to Enn. The demoness nodded her head, and in an instant, had reverted to her demon form, exposing her naked body to the priestess.
Clara began lapping at Enn's pussy, the demoness moaning in pleasure as her juices began flowing.
"Hmm, it's just not enough," Clara frowned. "I need more juices than this."
"Then make me cum, priestess," Enn said sultrily. "Mary, you should join in..."
"No thank you, perverts," Mary said disapprovingly, turning away from the erotic scene unfolding before her, not wanting to get turned on by Enn and Clara's sure-to-be incredibly sexy lesbian display.
"Gods, she's such a prude," Clara giggled.
"I seem to recall you being rather prudish yourself, priestess," Enn said, moaning happily as Clara began eating her out with earnest. "It seems that little by little, you're turning into my kind of slut."
"Hey!" Clara exclaimed, looking up from Enn's hot, moist cunt. "I'm only doing this to improve our lunch experience, nothing more!"
"Say what you will, priestess, oh, yeah, that's the fucking spot," Enn moaned, her hands moving down to press Clara's head further into her crotch. "You're the one chomping away at my cunt like there's no tomorrow."
"Mmph mmph mmmmpphhh," Clara replied, her mouth buried in Enn's pussy.
"Oh, yeah, keep fucking going, priestess," Enn moaned. "I'm gonna cum soon..."
Clara immediately pulled back, grabbing Enn's arms and pulling the demoness up, moving the cooking pot in between Enn's legs, the priestess thrusting three of her fingers into Enn's dripping pussy, juices beginning to splash in the stew.
"Oooohh, your fingers feel so good, priestess!" Enn moaned, gyrating as Clara finger-fucked her over the cooking pot. "I'm gonna cum! I'm coming!!"
Clara withdrew her fingers as Enn came, moaning hard as juices splashed out of her pussy and into the pot, mixing with the stew, giving it a heady aroma.
Enn sat back down on the ground, relishing the post-orgasmic experience. "Damn, that was good, priestess," she moaned.
"And this soup is just the way I want it now!" Clara shouted happily, pulling a spoon from her lips. "Your...juices...really enhanced the flavor!"
"That's great," Mary said contentedly, "but I'm already full. I'll try the new recipe later."
"Were you seriously just eating while Clara was eating me out and fingering me???" Enn asked in disbelief.
"I'm sorry that I'm not like you and don't put my carnal desires above everything else," Mary said sarcastically.
"Well, sourpuss here aside, I'll try the new flavor," Enn said, helping herself to a spoonful of stew. "Wow! This is delicious!" she exclaimed. "I had no idea I tasted that good!"
Their meal finished, the adventurers packed up and set out on the road again. The trio had only walked for a few miles before their advance was halted by the tip of an arrow.
"Come no closer, interlopers," a very pale woman said, her bow drawn.
"Great, an elf. Talk about a killjoy," Enn groaned.
"Hold your tongue, demon," the pointy-eared, white-haired woman said, pointing her bow to Enn.
"Demon? What are you talking about, elf? I'm a human, can't you see?" Enn lied.
"You must take me for a fool," the elf replied menacingly. "I can see right through your human disguise, demon, and I can sense demonic energies on all three of you."
"Oh, well, it was worth a shot," Enn sighed, shedding her human disguise.
The elf stared wide-eyed at Mary and Clara, who did not react in the slightest when Enn reverted to her demon form. "Did you not know this woman was really a demon???" the elf asked, bewildered.
