Fallen Angel Flonne's Amazing, Futa Adventures by Imouto Kitten

Chapter 1: Witch Triplets

Flonne could barely contain her excitement as the fallen Angel lead her 
three, newly created students towards her chambers within Laharl's 
Castle.

They were a trio of witches, one each of the three basic elements. To 
conserve Mana, Flonne had made them as good for nothings,, but she had 
no real intention to use them in battle or need for the stat boosts that 
came from having students, so it was fine if they weren't combat ready.

No, Flonne had something far more fun in mind for her new students than 
using them to make her stronger on the battle field, and she was 
practically skipping as she lead them into her room, the netherworldly 
architecture a sharp contrast to the brightly colored assortment of 
plush dolls and action figures decorating the room.

"So, girls, you're probably wondering why I asked you to my bedroom 
instead of arranging for quarters in the castle barracks for you." 
Flonne declares happily, turning to the trio of cute, loli witches.

"It had crossed my mind, Mistress." replies Ember, the fiery red mage of 
the trio, her sisters nodding in agreement.

"Well, I have a little problem, and cuties like you are perfect to help 
with it." replies Flonne.

"And what is this problem, Mistress?" Asks Frost, the icy blue mage of 
the trio.

"Well, it might be easier to show you than try to explain." comments 
Flonne, reaching up to her shoulders to undo the snaps holding the 
straps of her red leotard. The Fallen angel then proceeds to peel off 
the garment, exposing what little it concealed, such as the hardened 
nipples upon Flonne's a-cups, and something that has the three witches 
widening their eyes in surprise.

"Mistress has a dick!" Cries Breezy, the Airy green mage voicing what 
her sisters are thinking.

And indeed, by the time Flonne's leotard had reached her naval, the head 
of the ungirlish appendage had started to poke out of the fabric that 
had hidden it, and asFlonne's leotard hits the floor, leaving the fallen 
angel in nothing but the frilly, outer robe she kept from the dress she 
wore as an angel trainee, the erect, and fairly well-endowed girlcock is 
fully visible where it emerges from the front of the blonde's girlhood.

"You three look surprised." comments Flonne, a cute, if somewhat 
lecherous expression on her face as she strokes her futahood. "I guess 
it should be expected, angels are sex-fluid, but even in Celestia, there 
aren't many whose gender results in their bodies being something other 
than truly male or truly female... Anyways, I've been trying to keep my 
love rod happy with doujins, eroge, ecchi and hentai anime, onnaholes 
and the like, but its just not enough! I need a real lover to pour my 
love into! Please, will you three cuties offer me your loveholes and 
milk my love rod of all my pent up love?"

Despite the unusual situation, the three witches can't help wondering 
what it would feel like to comply with the fallen angel's request, 
rubbing their thighs together under their robes even as they hesitate to 
step forward.

Eventually, it is Ember who finds her courage first, stepping forward 
and discarding her robes, leaving her in nothing but stockings and 
panties as she ask, "Any preference on how you take us, Mistress?"

"Whatever position you like is fine by me, Ember." is Flonne's reply.

"Then, would Mistress be so kind as to lay down and let me take care of 
her?" Asks Ember, Flonne smiling as she lays on her bed.

Ember climbs on the bed, straddling her mistress, giving Flonne a good 
look at the pinkette's barely budding breasts and the cameltoe the witch 
has from where her panties are already soaked through with girl juice. 
Grabbing Flonne's cock in one hand, Ember pulls her panties aside with 
her other hand and starts to slowly sink upon the angel's shaft.

"Aaah!" Flonne moans as her girlcock is engulfed in Ember's heat, "Oh 
my, your insides are so much hotter than I expected!"

"Well, Fire is my element." Replies Ember, sitting with Flonne's 
futahood hilted in her hot twat. "My normal body temperature would be a 
life threatening fever for most and I can make myself hot enough to 
cause first degree burns with just a touch in a normal human." Having 
said that, Ember leans forward, placing her hands to either side of 
Flonne's shoulders as the fire witch starts bouncing upon the angel's 
member.