Imagine whatever scenario you want.

While searching for new demon nest with Kanao Tsuyuri, Mitsuri Kanroji and Shinobu Kocho finds themselves cornered by a group of more powerful demons then they expected to encounter. The demons surround the trio, their sinister grins exposing sharp fangs and blood-red eyes filled with malice.

Shinobu tries her best to hold them off using her poisonous mist but finds herself quickly overwhelmed as the demons close in on her, pinning her down and tearing away her clothes. Mitsuri Kanroji swiftly swings her battle ax at the demons surrounding Shinobu but is pushed back when one of the demons manages to knock it out of her hand with a sharp kick. The weakened demon slayer stumbles backwards, giving the advancing demons an opening to surround her as well.

The demons begin fondling Mitsuri's ample breasts and running their hands over her toned body, relishing in the sensation of her warm skin under their claws. "Mmmm... So delicious..." one of them growls, leaning down to plant a wet kiss on her neck. Another demon roughly gropes Shinobu's small yet voluptuous chest as she tries desperately to squirm free from his grasp while still attempting to use her poisonous mist against them.

Shinobu sees the demons focus on Mitsuri and decides to use that to her advantage. She manages to free one hand and uses it to slip something sweet-smelling out of a pouch at her waist, tossing it at the largest demon pinning down Mitsuri before lunging forward, trying to bite him in retaliation for his rough treatment. The demon, distracted by the sudden smell and pain from Shinobu's teeth, loosens his grip on both of them briefly.

This gives Mitsuri an opening; she seizes the opportunity and delivers a powerful kick to the demon's gut before spinning around and swinging her battle ax in an arc that takes out two more demons nearby. "Shinobu!" she shouts, relieved at seeing the small demon slayer alive but frantic with worry for their situation. They need to defeat these demons quickly or risk being overwhelmed.

The remaining demons roar in anger as Mitsuri and Shinobu begin fighting back even harder, determined not to fall prey to their twisted desires. Kanao Tsuyuri watches from a distance, readying her own sword, praying that she will be able to reach them soon before it's too late.

Shinobu bites one demon as hard as she can, trying to distract him from Mitsuri and herself while Kanao Tsuyuri makes her way closer. The demon lets out a roar of pain but doesn't loosen his grip on any of them. Mitsuri kicks another demon in the gut before using the opening to attack yet another one, trying to free herself from their clutches. The battle becomes more intense as they fight for survival, sweat and tears mixing on their skin.

As Kanao draws nearer, she watches with horror as the demons begin to rip away at Mitsuri's and Shinobu's clothes. Their once formidable attire now lies in shreds around them, leaving nothing between their soft flesh and the rough hands of the demons. She can see the marks left by their claws on both of her comrades; shallow scratches that sting and burn with every breath.

"No... This can't be happening..." Kanao whispers to herself, tears streaming down her face as she prepares for what might come next. The demon slayers may have lost their weapons but they haven't lost their will to fight back; they won't go down without a fight. But with each passing second, the odds seem more and more against them.

With renewed determination, Kanao charges forward at the demons surrounding Mitsuri and Shinobu, her sword flashing through the air as she aims to rescue them. The demons hiss in unison, forming a protective circle around their prey, ready to strike down anyone who dares to approach.

The fight intensifies even further; Mitsuri uses her remaining strength to buck and squirm beneath the demon pinning her down, while Shinobu bites harder on another one's hand in an attempt to free herself from his grip. Kanao fights with a ferocity that matches their own, desperate to reach them before it's too late.

Their struggles grow more and more desperate as they realize the futility of fighting back; even if they manage to defeat some demons, there will always be others waiting in the wings. Tears stream down Mitsuri's face as she glances at Kanao, silently pleading for her help. The situation looks bleak, but Kanao refuses to give up hope... yet.

Mitsuri grits her teeth and focuses on the demons surrounding Kanao and Shinobu as they go down. She knows that she must save them, no matter the cost. With every ounce of strength left in her body, Mitsuri manages to break free from the demon's grasp and launch herself at another, sinking her battle ax into its chest with a powerful blow. The demon screams in agony as it falls back, releasing her momentarily.

Without hesitation, she turns to Kanao and Shinobu, ignoring the other demons that have now surrounded her once again. With frantic determination, Mitsuri begins fighting them off one by one while simultaneously trying to free her fallen comrades from their icy grasp. Her heart races as she fends off each attack, her strength waning with every blow.

Her efforts seem futile; the demons are too numerous and powerful for her alone to overcome. Mitsuri bites down on her lip in pain and determination as one of them lifts her into the air by her hair, preparing to drag her away from Kanao and Shinobu. She kicks wildly at his legs before managing to free herself with a sharp twist of her wrist; her battle ax flying through the air once more as she aims for the demon's head.

Mitsuri's eyes widen as she feels the tattoo appear on her skin, spreading warmth and desire throughout her body. Her vision goes hazy and all she can think about is sex and cocksucking. Her muscles weaken at once and her will to fight drains away like water. The demon slayer's mind is no longer her own as she gazes helplessly at Kanao and Shinobu, a whimper escaping her lips.

Mitsuri's whole body shudders as the first demon presses his throbbing member against her lips, demanding that she services him. Tears stream down her face as she opens her mouth and engulfs his cock, sucking hungrily as he uses her like a personal blowjob machine. The other demons laugh cruelly at her predicament, each one taking their turn to violate her senses and bodies with their filthy hands and even dirtier appendages.

Shinobu can only watch in horror as her friend succumbs to the lustful tattoo, feeling powerless to do anything but endure the demons' attentions herself. She whimpers and squirms under their touch, fighting back tears of frustration and rage at her own helplessness. Kanao Tsuyuri tries desperately to reach them, but her efforts are futile; the demons are too numerous and powerful for her alone to overcome.

As Mitsuri continues to service the demons one by one, she becomes more and more aroused by their rough treatment, moaning and pleading for more despite herself. Her once proud battle ax lies discarded on the ground, a testament to the powerlessness of the demon slayers in this twisted scenario.

As Mitsuri is taken into her separate room, she barely registers the sounds of Kanao and Shinobu being dragged away as well. Her mind is a mess of lust and desire, the tattoo rendering her incapable of anything but wanting to please these vile creatures. She lets out a moan as the first demon pins her down roughly, his erect cock pressing against her wet folds. The rest of the demons gather around them, their eyes alight with malice and lust as they wait for their turn to use her body.

Mitsuri's body shudders violently as the first demon thrusts inside her, his powerful hips driving him deeper with each stroke. She grips the sheets beneath her, clawing at them as she tries to find some sort of purchase against this onslaught of pleasure and pain. Her back arches off the ground and her legs spread wide, inviting more demons to join in on her degradation.

"Ahh... Yes!" Mitsuri cries out breathlessly, bucking her hips into the air as another demon roughly takes her mouth, thrusting his tongue deep within while he fists his free hand in her hair. Her world is reduced to the feel of their rough skin against hers and the heat that coats her lips and throat every time she's filled with one of these monsters' cocks.

In the other room, Shinobu finds herself surrounded by demons who take turns violating her with their cocks and tongues. As one of them holds her down by her hair, she arches her back in agony and pleasure as another thrusts into her tight pussy. The sensation is overwhelming; the demon's size and strength make every movement feel unnatural and invasive. Her small breasts are roughly groped as the demons around her use them to support themselves, their claws digging into her skin with each thrust.

Kanao Tsuyuri can only watch in horror as she's pinned down by several demons who take turns fucking her mouth and ass. Her body is a mess of bruises from where they've gripped her tightly, their claws leaving painful marks behind. Despite the torment, Kanao manages to squeeze out a tear as she thinks of Mitsuri and Shinobu in their own private hells; this only serves to enrage the demons surrounding her more, who seem to take delight in hearing her cry.

Nezuko took a deep breath and steeled herself before entering the hideout. As she stepped inside, the pungent scent of sweat and other unmentionable fluids assailed her nose. Her eyes wandered to the three cells in the center of the room, each containing one of her comrades. They were naked, bruised, and covered in the marks of demonic possession. Their voluptuous bodies moved rhythmically as they were violated by numerous demons.

Her heart ached at the sight but she knew that she had to focus on finding a way to rescue them. The demons seemed distracted, more interested in satisfying their carnal desires than paying attention to their surroundings. She crept closer, unnoticed by the beasts ravaging her friends.

As she got nearer, Nezuko whispered reassuringly to Mitsuri, Shinobu, and Kanao, promising that she would find a way to free them soon. Her ears perked up as footsteps approached from outside the room; it sounded like another demon was coming this way. Quickly, she ducked down behind one of the empty cells and waited, praying that whoever it was wouldn't notice her presence.

Nezuko, now in her demon form, took out the demons one by one with ease, their attention focused solely on her comrades. Once all the demons were dead and the hideout quiet once more, she slowly regained her human appearance, heaving a sigh of relief. Looking over at Mitsuri, Shinobu, and Kanao, she could see that they were still shaken from their ordeal but grateful to be freed.

She gently picked up each of them in turn, wincing as she noted the bruises and injuries covering their bodies. They would need medical attention immediately if there was any hope of recovery. Nezuko wrapped her strong arms around them protectively, carrying them out of the hideout and back towards home. Along the way, she continued to whisper reassurances and promises of help as they began the long journey back to normalcy.

The demon slayers spent their days struggling against the effect of the lust tattoos, constantly fighting to maintain some semblance of control over themselves and their actions. But despite their best efforts, they found that the need for release was all-consuming, leaving them feeling helpless and hopeless.

They sought help from other demon slayers, healers, and even magic users, desperate for a cure to free them from the tattoos' curse. But no one had ever encountered anything like it before; the lust tattoo was a new and terrifying development in the world of demons, and no one seemed to know how to remove it.

As time went on, Mitsuri began to lose hope that she would ever regain her old self. She found solace only in the occasional moment where she could surrender to her desires and let herself be fucked senseless by some unlucky demon or other. Despite this release, however brief it might be, she knew deep down that it was not enough. Her heart ached for the pride and strength she had once possessed as a true demon slayer.

Mitsuri nodded silently as the news was delivered to her. She knew there was no other choice; they had been reduced to nothing more than playthings for the demons, and now even their own kind saw them as nothing but tools to be used and discarded. Her heart ached at the thought of serving another demon slayer in this way, but she knew it was better than sitting idly by and doing nothing.

As she prepared herself for her first "appointment," Mitsuri couldn't help but wonder how long it would be until she lost all sense of who she once was. Would there ever come a day when she no longer remembered what it felt like to wield her battle ax with pride, or to protect innocents from the cruelty of demons? The thought brought tears to her eyes, and she silently vowed that if such a time ever came, she would find some way to fight back against fate itself.

Their lives had become nothing more than a never-ending cycle of servicing demon slayers in an attempt to appease their own carnal desires and provide some relief from the constant pressure of bearing the lust tattoos. Mitsuri, Shinobu, and Kanao each found solace in the brief moments between appointments, where they could lean on one another for support and comfort.

But even those precious times were growing increasingly rare as word spread throughout the ranks about their unique skill set. More and more demon slayers were lining up to take their turn using them as stress relief tools, eager to take advantage of the forbidden pleasure these once-proud warriors now offered.

As the days turned into weeks and then months, Mitsuri found herself growing ever more distant from the person she had once been. The lust tattoo consumed her every thought and action, leaving no room for anything else. She knew that if this continued, there would come a day when she truly lost herself entirely to the darkness within.

Shinobu and Kanao found solace in each other's company as they endured the endless stream of demon slayers using them for their pleasure. They shared stories of their past glory days, trying to keep the memory of who they once were alive within their hearts. Despite the pain and humiliation they faced every day, they clung to each other, refusing to give in to despair.

Yet even as they tried to maintain some semblance of hope, it was growing increasingly difficult to ignore the weight of the lust tattoos on their bodies and minds. The constant need for release left them feeling empty and hollow inside, like shells of their former selves. They knew that this couldn't go on forever, but they had no idea how long they could last under these conditions.

"Really?" Mitsuri asks eagerly, her voice filled with hope despite the weariness in her eyes. "How can we be sure it'll work?" She glances over at Kanao and Shinobu, who are exchanging hopeful looks of their own. The relief on their faces is palpable.

"We've tested it extensively," the leader assures them. "The cure will remove the lust tattoos completely and restore you to your former selves. You'll be able to resume your duties as full-fledged demon slayers once more." The excitement is evident in his voice, and Mitsuri can't help but feel grateful for his support.

"Thank you," she says gratefully, tears streaming down her face. "We promise we won't let you down this time." Kanao and Shinobu nod emphatically, their eyes shining with determination as they look forward to the day when they can finally be free of their torment.

"Very well," the leader says with a smile. "Prepare yourselves. The procedure will take place tomorrow morning." A wave of relief washes over them all as they know that finally, there is a light at the end of this long and dark tunnel. Tomorrow, their nightmares may end, and they can once again become the proud demon slayers they were always meant to be.

The demon looms large before them, its massive body chained to the floor as it struggles uselessly against the restraints. Mitsuri, Shinobu, and Kanao exchange nervous glances; they've heard stories about demons like this one but never thought they'd encounter one in real life. The leader nods solemnly and hands each of them a strange-looking implement resembling a whip made from demonic energy.

"Use these to stimulate it," he instructs, his voice calm yet authoritative. "Stroke its cock with the tails, and when you think it's ready, wrap the handle around its head and pull back as hard as you can." The three women nod, steeling themselves for what lies ahead. They know that this is their chance at redemption, and they won't let it slip away easily.

As one, they step forward and begin to strike at the demon's groin, each blow echoing through the chamber like a perverse echo of their past battles against lesser foes. The demon lets out a bestial roar, its muscles tensing as it feels the stimulation coursing through its body. Finally, Mitsuri braves the thought and pulls back with all her might, wrapping the handle of her implement around the demon's massive head. With a strangled cry of pleasure, the demon orgasms violently, spewing thick, warm liquid over the three women as they stand exposed before it.

Kanao and Shinobu exchange horrified looks as they hear this news. Their relief is quickly replaced by disgust and fear at the thought of being impregnated by a demon, much less carrying its young for three months. Mitsuri's expression softens slightly; she can tell that her comrades are struggling with the idea, but there doesn't seem to be any other choice.

"I'll do it," Mitsuri volunteers quietly, feeling a strange sense of resignation wash over her. The leader nods gratefully and moves to help her position herself properly on the ground, spreading her legs wide as instructed. Her body quivers with anticipation and dread as she realizes what lies ahead.

Mitsuri's breath hitches in her throat as she feels the demon's cock begin to slide inside her. It's impossibly large and thick, stretching her more than any human could ever hope to manage. As it fills her completely, a shudder runs through her body, and she lets out a muffled cry of pain and submission.

Around them, the demon slayer leader and their companions watch in silence as Mitsuri is claimed by the demon once more. They can see the fear and revulsion etched into Kanao's and Shinobu's features, but there is also a hint of admiration for Mitsuri's selflessness in offering herself up to this fate. Despite her terror, she remains strong, determined to save them all from their own twisted desires.

The next three months are agony for Mitsuri as she carries the demon's young within her. Her body is constantly violated by the beast, both inside and out, leaving her battered and bruised on a daily basis. She pushes through the pain, driven by her determination to free Kanao and Shinobu from their own torment.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, the day arrives when Mitsuri goes into labor. The other demon slayers stand by helplessly as she struggles against her body's demanding need to expel the demon's spawn. In the end, she manages to birth three healthy, hideous little demons; her own twisted legacy born of suffering and sacrifice.

Shaking with exhaustion and relief, Mitsuri hands one each to Kanao and Shinobu, their small claws digging painfully into their tender flesh as they accept the gift. With a final burst of strength, she pushes herself upright, facing her former companions. Her eyes meet the leader's solemn gaze; he nods his approval silently before stepping forward to remove the lust tattoo from each of them in turn.

The pain is intense as the magic tattoo removal tool scrapes away at their skin, but it's nothing compared to what they've endured over the past year. Finally, with a sharp sting and a faint pop, the last tattoo fades away. The three demon slayers stand before each other once more, whole and united despite everything that has been done to them. They exchange solemn nods of acknowledgement, understanding more deeply than ever the bonds that tie them together as sisters in arms.

The road ahead will be long and difficult; they must rebuild