Stackers Waitresses: The Imp

Goin' back to sexy waitresses again! This time bringing in a new breed of monstergirl, a particular type of demon we call imps. Sort of if Midna or Hellmouth had wings and not a lot of powers. Teena will call you names but she's cool with everybody. Also, try the honey barbecue sauce.

“Hey there, handsome! How’s it goin’? Welcome to Stackers. We’ll getcha a table real quick. In the meantime, like anything you see on the ol’ menu?”

Teena floated backward in front of the new arrivals, her little imp wings beating rapidly. She turned around and bent over, shaking her big purple butt in the visitors’ faces. Levitating was one of her few advantages over the other waitresses, so the tiny demon was glad to make use of it to get some attention.

Teena’s had purple skin the shade of dark, fruity wine. Her ears were pointed and her orange hair was tied into dangling twintails that floated after her. She had some round little B-cups, but she clearly made up for it with her bottom-heavy build. Narrow, yellow, cat-like eyes stood out as she locked onto her next victim. Like most imps (and most Stackers girls at that rate), she was a few inches shy of three feet with some more pronounces fangs and fingernails than most demons. A pair of bat-like wings beat like a hummingbird’s between her shoulders, making her standard Stackers blue tank top even lower to leave room for them while her orange shorts squeezed her hips and thighs.

Imps were mainly used as messengers in the old world (their polite way of referencing Hell), so they small, quick and floaty creatures compared to other breeds of demons. They were the second smallest race you could end up with, short of fairies, but they weren’t even as strong as they were.

“It all looks pretty good from here,” one of the new guys chuckled.

“Well don’t just guess, ya dumbass,” Teena cackled. “It’s not about the look. It’s about the taste.”

Teena floated backward and grabbed the complimenting customer’s head, burying his face between her ass cheeks along with her wedged in shorts. The nearby customers hooted at the dominant show while the servers giggled. Teena was one of the few employees who were always at eye level with the customers, so she was something of a mascot in her local restaurant.

“Oh what? You jealous, tallfry?” Teena turned to the guy he’d entered with, who waved a hand assuringly. He still didn’t struggle when she grabbed his collar and gave him a big, noisy kiss on the cheek, batting her yellow, cat-like eyes at him.

“Relax. You know you’re my favorite bitch,” Teena praised.

“Teena!” snapped the gnome at the front desk. The imp tried to hide her wince behind a smile. “What are you doing? You got customers at your table.”

“Yea, but I want moooore,” Teena whined, turning back to Thimble in midair.  “And I’m just killing time waiting on the drinks. Do you know how much I love these boys? I’ve been with them for TENS of seconds!”

The gnome gave her an amused smirk but folded her arms. “You’re not playing the horny pity card. Back at your table until I call for you.”

“Okay, okay. Just you boys call for Teena if you want some of the best little pussy in town~!” She waved to the boys who laughed and clapped for the trashy imp’s lewd little show before she floated back towards the kitchen, sticking out a fat, foot-long tongue at them playfully. She quickly circled back with a tray of glasses balanced over her head, stopped off at her table.

“Sup, mother fuckers? Got your thicc shake, two shots of Spike, and a pitcher of coke. You studmuffins figure out what you’re gonna be munchin’ on today?”

She set her tray down and dished out the drinks.

“Yea, can I get the shortstack? Extra order of bacon.”

“I’ll get the smokin’ hot sandwich with the steak fries. Oh, and a basket of wings with the honey barbecue sauce.”

“That’s my boys!” Teena praised with a sharp grin. “You made the right choice, y’know. I hear that sauce goes GREAT with pussy.” Teena winked at them as she stuffed her notepad back down the back of her shorts.

“I’ma get you guys the good shit right now and come back for ya to tease your appetites myself. Keep ‘em hard for me, stilts.”

The boys smiled back as she floated towards the kitchen and dropped off her order. She turned back towards the restaurant floor but had to pull up her legs at the last second to avoid kicking a tray out of a goblin’s hands.

“Woops! Sorry! Low bridge. Lemme get some of that for ya,” Teena chirped as she floated a little higher. She snatched a couple of the beers off her tray. She floated lower to smile at her short-haired coworker. Getty nodded back at her.

“Thanks. Big party over by G. Had to fit two tables together and we’ve got a triple waitress just to keep ‘em busy.”

“Ah I owe ya this much for being a pain in the ass,” Teena shrugged, floating over another table and shaking her butt for the boys below her. She reached the table in question, a mishmash of mixed males and females, humans, elves and orcs included as a kobold and a halfling treated them to dances, both table and lap.

“Hoo! Looks like you bunch are havin’ fun!” Teena giggled as she approached. She flew high so she could bend over and let her boobs nearly pop out of her top. “Who here ordered the, uh…?”

Teena paused and extended her thick, frog-like tongue into one of the beers and quickly retracted it. She smacked her lips thoughtfully.

“…theeee two Chargers?”

The female orc and the human boy seated next to each other raised their hands and she drifted over. Teena waggled her eyebrows at the human boy.

“Make sure you save some for her later, huh?” she teased as she set down the beers. The boy blushed and the orc broke into a grin as she bumped him with her shoulder.

“Anyway, you all appreciate these girls and enjoy your night! They’re my fam! My fam that gives REALLY good head!” Teena blew the table a kiss before floating back towards her table.

“Okay, boys. Order’s in, my conscience is clean, and my panties are soaking all the way through. So you guys takin’ turns or are we makin’ a Hell fingertrap out of me?” Teena asked cheerily.

“I don’t mind,” the elf at the table offered. “But I can’t say no to an ass like that.”

“Ah you’re a sweetheart,” Teena giggled. “How ‘bout you, humie?”

“I get your point,” he said to his friend. “But the mouth on her.” Teena just grinned and licked her lips with her wide tongue.

“You’re men of taste. I respect that. Hows about I treat ya both together and I’m done before your food’s out?”

The boys quickly agreed. Teena beat her wings, fluttering right over the table. She hovered over the table, leaning forward as if she were resting her elbows on the air with her chin in her hands. She leaned over the table, tugging on the neckline of her shirt and letting her pale purple jugs flop out in front of him. Her dark blue nipples were already hard as she set her little claws to undoing his fly. She kicked her feet behind her as she worked, bobbing one ass cheek after the other.

As she pulled this human’s cock out, she broke into a wide grin.

“Ooh, you’re a real mouthful, ain’t ya?” she asked playfully. “Got me wonderin’ who’s servin’ who here.”

Teena rolled out her tongue, the thick and purple-pink muscle almost as long as his forearm and at least as wide. It snaked out past her dull fangs and wrapped around the human’s dick like a tentacle before flexing for a wet squeeze.

“Fuck that’s good,” the human moaned as Teena wiggled her hips happily in front of the elf.

“Damn right it ish,” Teena teased, feeling her every word pulsing through her tongue. The demon watched for his surprised reaction and got just what she expected. Apart from a mild slurring of her words, she sounded mostly normal.

“Don’t lookit me like that. I’ve anshered phone calls with a dick shtill in my mouth,” Teena boasted. She floated closer to him, sticking her ass up higher in the air until she kissed the tip of his cock. Her human customer moaned as he left a drop of precum sticking to her lips.

“Now now. You gotta share,” the imp teased. She floated back away from him, loosening her grip on his cock as her tongue tip traced its way back up his rod. As Teena drifted back and dipped under the table, she wiggled her hips to grind her ass on the elf’s knee. She grabbed one of his hands and stuffed his fingers past the waistband of her booty shorts. The elf gladly tugged them down before grabbing her hips and pulling him against her lap.

“Get it in there deep, sweety,” Teena quickly advised as she loosened her tongue for a moment. “I want those nuts slappin’ on my pussy back there.”

With elf anatomy what it was, he had little trouble burying himself to the hilt inside her. Teena’s round rump swallowed up his cock and squeezed it covetously between her cheeks. She wiggled her booty against his lap, letting her twerking cheeks slap at it lightly from either side. Sure enough, she pumped her hips to grind against his balls.

“That’s the stuff, blondie! Wanna gimme a little boost back there?” 

The elf started to fuck her ass harder, giving Teena just what she wanted. The bump of his sack against her slit not only excited her but considering she was levitating under the table, his thrust pushed her forward with ease. That helped her fat tongue and wide mouth mash over the human’s cock, slurping noisily as her long appendage clung to and rubbed it down. She gave another noisy suck as she pushed her hips back, letting herself seesaw between the air of customer cocks.

“Oh fuck… fuck I’m gonna…” the human panted.

“Well don’t be a drama queen about it,” Teena scoffed as she raised her head, letting her nimble tongue jerk him off. “Just gimme the goods like a good humie.”

The human caught her by the head and pushed her face down, hilting his cock into her throat. Teena made a startled noise but she wasn’t that worried about it. A demon could go over a minute without even worrying about breathing, and most of them lacked a gag reflex. Considering Teena once ate an entire burger in one bite on an especially hasty lunch break, she was the first to admit that demon anatomy got weird. She simply let her mouth clench and her throat relax as the human dumped his seed down her throat. She gulped the warm pulp down before she floated up in front of the elf’s chest.

“You got a tasty friend there,” Teena commented with a noisy slurp. “Bet you’re just as nummy coming from the other end.”

The demoness clenched her asshole around him as she fluttered above his lap. She beat her wings a little harder as she bobbed up and down, levitating herself to grind straight up and down on the elf’s erection. He gasped as he held onto her hips, steadying her as she flew up and down to ride on him with her flapping little wings slapping at his chest.

“Yes yes yessss fuck!” The elf pulled on her meaty thighs as he came between her big purple buns. A bit dribbled out over his lap as Teena just broke into shrill giggles, kicking her stubby legs before she snatched up a napkin.

“Sorry ‘bout that. That stuff always tickles on the way in. Lemme get that for ya.” 

Teena wiped the elf’s mess from his lap as she glanced at the kitchen, shamelessly sticking her cummy behind up in the air. A stocky dwarf girl was coming over with their tray in hand.

“Ooh, looks like your shit’s ready. I’ll be back in a bit to make sure it’s all bangin’ after the bangin’. And to see if you need any dessert or somethin’.”

She flashed them some finger guns as she flew overhead, still yanking on her shorts. A string of cheers came from across the restaurant and Teena looked up to see the party from earlier waving at her. Teena immediately caved from the attention, blowing them a kiss. One of the buzzed human girls smiled back and licked between her fingers.

“Okay, quick pit stop first,” she corrected as she buzzed over the crowd. She stopped a few feet away and turned back to her table.  

“Actually, were you guys done with that honey sauce?” They nodded and gestured at one of the extra cups she’d brought out. Teena plucked it up for herself before fluttering off again.

“Thanks. Told you this stuff goes great with pussy. Enjoy your meal, my dudes! I know I will!”