Bonus Art: Mei the Semen Demon

Some more bonus art. Had some extra cash and https://twitter.com/purrmaows was having a sale so I jumped on that a few months back. 

That’s our Mei Gribbens from https://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/luffy316/34570/Mei-Gribbens-The-Semen-Demon. The demon hunting, demon-fucking goth girl fights evil as a hobby before the government recruited her and her ability to bang friendly demons for magical powers. She’s got another fic coming too, but who doesn’t these days… lot of ideas and less time to spare. Also just trying to figure out how to make a succubus cute but a little horrifying.

Definitely has the look of someone who would fuck demons for fun and profit.

"This is seriously it?" Mei had her passenger seat fully reclined, only sitting up to look out the window once the van had come to a stop.

"Yep. The Horny Devil bar and dance club," Michael confirmed with a nod and a smile.

"This is why I fucking hate demons," Mei sighed, popping open her door and stepping out.

"Hey, wait! Did you get your-?"

"Yes!" Mei cut him off. "I'm fine." She rolled her eyes as she slung her long, mostly bare legs out of the van and set her cowboy boots on the pavement. She wore jean shorts and a belly shirt to show off more of her pale skin, and a pushup bra with a strap still visible boosting up her tits with a pentagram tattooed on each breast. She was a little on the thin side with some hints of muscle to her arms and midsection, her face on the narrow side with long, recklessly hanging black hair. A few stripes of white dye went down the back that shuffled on her shifting hair like some kind of fluidic zebra. It hung over more tattoos resembling scratch marks going between her shoulder blades. She walked up to the bouncer, a stocky man in a suit with a long red beard. He held up a hand and started to frown, but his expression softened as he looked over the gothic mutt of a twenty-something girl.

"Sorry ma'am. Club's closed for the night. Private party," he said in a rough but friendly voice.

Mei's bored expression didn't change. She reached into her tight back pocket. She pulled out a mint and a badge, popping one in her mouth and flashing him the other. It had a lot of complex marks and stamps on it with her photo and a very new but very official government seal. The bouncer's eyes widened.

"Mei Gribbens, field agent for the Demonic Management Center. The state has determined that this place is currently packed with demons or otherworldly entities."

"You are shittin' me..." the man muttered in shock and disbelief. "They all looked normal to me." There was stuff on the news lately. The government had seen a strange burst in demonic activity so intense that they had to publicly acknowledge their existence and open a department just for dealing with them. It wasn't a huge branch, since so few people knew what the fuck they were doing when it came to demons, which was how they ended up recruiting such a successful amateur as Mei. If you could prove you have any clue on how to handle a demon, they welcomed you with open arms. All Mei had to do was knock on the door of a police station and drop an old laundry basket full of demon heads at their feet.