With the death of Lacrus, only two possible queens were left to chase the throne. However, unlike their youngest sister, neither Maine nor Phos had any intentions to aim for the throne just yet. Instead, confined in their rooms surrounded by every possible luxury they could get inside the swamp, the two daughter's only task was simply admiring themselves in a mirror.
Sitting on the naked backs of their obedient brothers, the two shared different shades of herbal makeup that helped them accentuate their features. With just a taste of blue ink made from berries, they could turn their bodies the very same color-something which they loved to experiment with a lot.
"I heard Mother killed Lacrus yesterday, is that right?" Pulling on the chain around her servant's neck, Maine the dark serpent-haired lamia demanded an answer.
With the weight of her supple body resting on top of him, Rein her male servant could barely think straight. Especially with her slippery tail coiled around his nude lower body. Within the coils of her scales, he could feel his cock being wrung about as if to be milked.
"Y-yes Mistress! She killed your sister!" Panting with his tongue sticking out and his body all sweaty, the ginger-haired lamia struggled to keep his back straight.
"Hmm?" Squeezing her tail around his groin, Maine put up a smile at the news and continued admiring the change of her body colors in the mirror.
"That reminds me..." Caressing her hand on her own slave's back, Phos the silver serpent-haired lamia teased her slave some more. "They say someone's making their path through the corrupted forest right into our territory. What do you make of it Enos?"
Her tail coiled around Enos as well, Phos used the end of her tip to tease the tip of his cock. Circling her tail around it, she'd already milked him to the point that there was a puddle of his cum right under his body.
"Does it hurt?" She asked, tilting her head to the side.
"N-no..." His heart racing at the mere thought of defying her, Enos gave in like he always did. "Your body can only feel good, it's too divine for it to hurt!"
"AH!" Flushed from the complement, Phos began rubbing her feet against her slave's shaft. Slowly applying more and more pressure, she moved up and down its length, and even pinched his balls with her toes sometimes.
"Does it feel good still?" She asked, her feet already turned into a sloppy mess of Enos' precum.
"Y-yes...aghh!" A mix of pain and pleasure had blinded all his senses, for he'd grown too used to servitude and enjoyed serving under his mistress. "I-It feels great!"
As for Maine and Rien, they had a different ordeal going. A much caring one, although, sometimes more than a bit kinky.
"I wanna parade you like a dog in front of everyone~" Whispering in Rein's ears as he kept jerking himself off to Maine's command, the dark serpent lady was toying around with her own labia.
Her fingers carefully caressing her inner folds, she wondered how it would feel for her to finally pitch a dick inside her body. The thought made her pussy tighten around her fingers, and as she came back to the real world, the smell of sweat and cum made her wanna push the boundaries further.
'If only I knew I wouldn't cut your head off once we're done...' Reflecting on the natural inking of Lamia's to kill off the male partner after mating, she decided to keep her desires contained for she'd grown slightly attached to her male slave.