[Oblivious Sluttiness, Slutty Snuff]

"I don't see how this is going to help us catch Damus."

"We're not hunting her down right now. We're on patrol. There's a lot of different criminals that take priority, as much as she's a pain in my rear."

"I'm sure. You've already got such a fat ass, she's probably turned it red the last time she got the better of you."

"Like you're any better, your cheeks are even redder than mine. Pretty sure I saw you advertised on the deep web probe too."

"You're kidding, that must've been another old bot. There's no way that I'd be showing up on those ads, they're not crafty enough to beat me."

"How're you going to explain the kid I found you with last week?"

"He was lucky in every sense of the word!"

Two stunning women were currently on patrol, following protocol despite the fact that anything but their patrol was on their mind. Who could blame them, considering the kind of beauty that was on display? They were known around the universe due to their bodies and their attitude, and that kind of reputation led them to get wrapped up in all sorts of shenanigans whether they enjoyed it or not.

The cop that followed the rules was Reidlei, a deep-blue scaled dragoness who took a great deal of pride in hunting down any sort of criminal. Especially those that were out of everyone else's league. Sure, she had a tendency to get sidetracked, but she eventually managed to catch them and pin them with her fat tits. Which was probably why those tits were so big in the first place, having gotten plenty of attention from all the criminals that she had caught. It certainly explained the wear and tear on her elaborate horns.

Her much less enthusiastic partner was basically a hyper sexualized suit of living armor from a civilization long gone. Her name was Idyanov, and even though her golden body and her focused AI were both older than the dragon at her side, they typically ended up getting roped into the exact same problems. Usually resulting in the energy-like hair that popped out of her head, an elegant and sexy red ponytail, turning into a set of fritzy twintails that were perfect for grabbing and using as handlebars.

And even though they were officers of the galactic law, even though they had very good reasons to be strutting their stuff around on this backwater planet filled with crime around every corner, they were much less concerned about the criminality that was happening right around the corner and instead about the ways that they had both ended up being humiliated. And the various ways that it started showing on their bodies. Badges of honor that they were barely aware of due to their natural stupidity.

"Besides, like you're one to talk. I bet you're diddling kids whenever you get the chance. Don't you hear the talks about how you keep gobbling down the kids you save? One by one, draining their balls and letting them take you for a ride after if they say thank you?" Idyanov huffed, the digitized eyes on her visor narrowing as she glared at her fellow cop. All while idly squeezing her hand into her ass, tugging her cheek away ever so slightly as if she instinctively felt the stare from the spectators lining the road. Of course a cop like her should be showing off her dripping holes, somebody might just want to use her.

Reidlei glared back with a blush on her cheeks. "I've done no such thing. I've neither given them any sort of kisses after I've put my lips to their impressively small cocks, nor have I squatted down on them the second i got the chance. See?" The scaled cop said as she pointed towards the measurements starting from her exposed pussy, which started at a single inch and went all the way up to three feet, around the size of the average horse that was being bred in this galaxy. "There's no way that a kid could fit into here. Especially not several times over. Besides, it's not like I like drinking all the watery cum that they end up leaving inside me." She denied every allegation... While at the same time proving them all right. Like the stupid slut that she was.

"Suuuure. Shota Eater." Idyanov teased her fellow cop, laughing a bit before letting her tits bounce from side to side. "You might wanna watch out. I'll snatch them all out from under your nose and drain them. Not that I'd want to be seen swallowing kids. Hey, do the higher ups know, or have you been bribing them with your body too?" The living relic was all-too-pleased. She loved being the dominant one between them. Even though she was hardly any better.

A fact that Reidlei was more than happy to prove as she stuffed one of her claws right in between the crevices on Idyanov's armor, prying it open and letting a stream of cum pour out. As well as an exhausted boyish moan from within, causing her to raise an eyebrow as she just turned the tables one more time. She wasn't going to lose this little playful argument of theirs without a fight.

"You saw nothing." Idyanov said, venom pouring from her voice. Okay, so she had refueled herself by playing with a couple of boys. That wasn't too out of the ordinary. Besides, she didn't remember how that kid got in there. She just remembered that they slapped her ass a bit, and then... Mmmmhhh...

Reidlei shook her head, her ass clapping as she shook her body in turn. All while showing off the spades proudly presented on her rear. "I don't want to know what you get up to when you're off duty. But clean yourself up before you head out. You wouldn't want to be caught smuggling cocks. Especially not horse cocks." She said, a bit of drool running down her face. Strange, she thought she was being abstinent regarding those equine shafts...

Idyanov huffed. "I bet you're worse. I bet you've been surrounded by horsecocks the moment you touch down for a bit of R&R. Like that slut over there!" She pointed right past the draconic cop, right at a similar looking draconic slut that was currently mounted right underneath a proud looking equine. The whole shaft going all the way through, the tip stuffed right out of the dragonic slut's mouth.

"Under no circumstance." Though the dragon did seem to have a passing resemblance to her, there was no way that she would indulge that brazenly. She owned a collection of pictures of similar scenarios, but she would never willingly get mounted on a stud like that. "But you'd probably end up playing with the kid on top. Look, there's a head just like yours in his hands."

Idyanov let her optics zoom in on the boy that was currently riding the equine which had the Reidlei-like bitch mounted underneath. And indeed, there seemed to be a relic-like construct resting on his lap, currently having its ear being speared through by the boy's surprisingly girthy rod. "You think I'd just give my head to some random kid? Get real, if I have to stoop to your level, I'd pick out a handsome kid. Not that runt who's barely fit to ride that horse."

Every piece of evidence pointed against what they were both saying. Whether it was the measurements painted onto Reidlei's stomach, or the cum drooling out of Idyanov's open armor. Armor that closed idly as they both continued to strut their stuff down the street. Asses clapping in unison, drawing more and more eyes onto both of them in the process.

"So what's the tattoos for? I didn't see those on you last time we tried to hunt Damus down." Idyanov made more smalltalk, since their destination was way further away than either of them had originally planned. "Besides, you don't look like a queen of anything except hot air."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Reidlei said, her eyebrow raised. Especially as she ignored the black men that were more than happy to give her fat draconic ass what it needed. A thorough glazing. They were so brazenly jacking off in public, which was against every single possible interpretation of the galactic code, and yet neither of the two tried to stop them as they splattered their seed all over those spade-printed cheeks. Even as she started clapping her ass in response to the cum stuck to them, she didn't really realize they were slathered in that sticky juice.

Idyanov shrugged her shoulders, sighing. She wasn't getting anywhere with this dense 'friend' of hers. Whether it was teasing her or trying to ask her a genuine question, she got the same hard treatment. "I swear, if you were just like those sluts in those bins, you'd be way easier to work with. Even when we're not hunting for that damn blue-haired bitch."

Reidlei raised her eyebrow as she looked towards the many trash cans that were all marked with the same sort of spades that Idyanov claimed that she had been on her cheeks. Each of them had an identical fat-assed dragon sticking out of them, the ass preventing them from properly fitting into that can since the cheeks got stuck to the sides. Even though they were nearly directly identical to her, they didn't register. "If you want a slut, you should order one. There's plenty up for sale, and if you're going to keep complaining, they'd make a much better partner than me."

Idyanov turned to look towards the eager looking bots standing right next to those blacked trash cans, before laughing as she saw the 'FREE USE' printed on both their screens and their tits. They looked just like a bunch of mechanical bimbos with how their fritzy twintails stuck out of their head. "No way. I'd rather work with you than them. But you gotta loosen up. You know, maybe I should stuff you in here, see what might happen if I try and absorb a couple of your skills." A grin flashed on her screen for a moment. Even though she knew that absorbing a slut into her processes would probably ruin her beyond compare.

That earned her a slight spank on her rump, causing her systems to nearly drain down her thighs as her hair turned from the delicate ponytail into a fritzy pair of twintails, just like all the other robotic bimbos that had been lining the street. While completely ignoring the cum that had just been splashed onto her ass thanks to the blacked cum that had been fired onto Reidlei just a few moments prior.

"Don't forget why we're here, Idyanov. We're here to patrol. And if I have to force you through a factory reset, I'll damn well do it. Just to make you get your mind out of your gutter." Like she was one to talk. Thanks to the cum on her ass, and the instincts of a woman who had been imparted with the spade, her eyes were drifting towards the black men on the other side of the street they were heading down. Almost fixated as each of those handsome studs were busy having fun with their very own personalized draconic sluts... Before they were tossed into those very same trash cans. What she wouldn't give for a few minutes with one of them-

Reidlei was slapped right out of her own little fantasy, courtesy of Idyanov slamming her hand up against that spaded ass. "That's for nearly draining me down my thighs, you stupid slut!" Her digitized eyes were red and furious, though she didn't do much more than return the favor, satisfied with the sound of Reidlei moaning in response to that stimulus. Heh. She should've thought about spanking her with that tail. Only idiots end up getting their fat asses spanked.

The dragoness and the living armor both ended up stewing in their own respective moods as they finally came to the end of the street. After they had gathered a bunch of criminals as a pseudo-audience. All sorts of criminals in all different sizes had theri cocks out, some of them squirting hard enough to splatter a couple more droplets of cum onto their backs, all while those two ignorant sluts looked at their final destination.

"Dead End Spa? Was this place on the patrol route?" Reidlei finally broke the silence between the two, totally ignoring the fact that there were several slutty dragonesses being hung from every letter of the joint's sign, each of them having died with a gleeful and overly satisfied smile on their stupid faces.

An hourglass momentarily appeared on Idyanov's visor before it popped away. "No. But we do have somebody that wanted us to be here. Somebody we should both be familiar with, according to the message I just recei-"

"Heeeeeeyyyy! Took you two tits-for-brains long enough!"

An overly excited voice came from within the building as the doors open and a couple dead sluts poured out from within, each of them following the same design as the slutbots that the two cops had seen line the streets. Which of course meant that they looked like Idyanov, something she didn't even really process. Because she was more focused on the ditzy pink-hued maid that was stepping over them with a big ol' grin on her face.

Reidlei narrowed her eyes a bit as she looked at the maid that had called them tits for brains. "Like you're one to talk, Faltina. Why'd you want us here? Got any leads on Damus?" The dragon with the spades on her ass idly whipped her tail around before bringing that long thing up to her lips as she sucked a couple of those salty and sticky droplets up. She needed the nourishment, especially when she had to deal with somebody like Faltina.

The pink-hued girl in front of the two cops giggled, the giggling causing her fat tits to bounce and wobble so badly that they were on the verge of slipping out of her painfully tiny maid uniform. She was an acquaintance of theirs, who was able to dominate anybody thanks to the sheer size of those tits. Even now, both of them couldn't stop looking straight at those tits, especially as her nipples started to push out over the top of her maid uniform...

"Well, we've been runnin' low on sluts! And here lil' ol' me thought that I could use you two, since ya barely got anything between those ears of yours!" Faltina was honest to a fault. Probably because she was just as dumb as the two cops, if not dumber, and the only thing that let her have an advantage over the two was the massive melons hanging from her chest. "So, ya' gonna help?"

Idyanov and Reidlei both wanted to say something to turn her down. But something about those big swaying pink titties was making it really hard to think. Making it reaaally hard to use those tiny pea brains inside their respective heads for anything beyond staring.

"I'll take that stupid silence as a yes! Now smile, we gotta get pictures of you both!" Faltina said as she reached into that massive cleavage of hers, popping out an old timey camera since that was the only one her employers allowed her to use, before aiming it straight at the two cops, one at a time.

They could both register the device pointed at them, which caused them to smile and stand up straight instead of bending forward to get closer to those tits. But only as long as they were getting their picture snapped. As soon as those pictures of their default selves was taken, they went right back to drooling as much as they could. Even Idyanov was drooling, though it was more energy-filled cum dripping from the crevice between her visor and the rest of her head than anything else. Probably because there was still so much cum inside her.

Satisfied with the two, Faltina printed out the pictures and slapped them straight onto their tits. That way anybody could recognize them if they looked hard enough, even once they had been hanged. "Alright, stay straight so I can get these around your necks!"

Both Reidlei and Idyanov tried to move a bit. But once those big fat brain-breaking tits smacked against one another, they both shut down as they snapped to attention. Standing perfectly still even as the rope got tossed onto their head and neatly tied into a very crude noose. They even understood what they had to do once the ends of the ropes were given to them, letting them toss the ropes across the sign so they'd hang on the opposite end.

"Heh. Any last words before ya kiss yer butts goodbye?" Faltina asked, winking towards the two cops as she grabbed the two ends. Ready to give them a big tug and tie them to the doorhandles leading into the spa, so they could keep dying over and over hwenever somebody wanted to come and peruse the dead sluts inside.

"I would like to remind you all that it's important to use a dead slut in any way possible. If you want to fill us, if you want to fuck us, it is totally natural. Just remember to spit on us before you go, because we're worthless!" Reidlei chimed, as if she was reciting a simple instruction that was at the core of her being.

"Better yet, just punch us around! We'll snap back to life for a moment before we're choked out again!" Idyanov chimed as well, a devilish and almost horny skull appearing on her visor-

Right before both of those idiots let out a orgasmic moan for but a moment as they were forcibly hung thanks to the strength of their big-tittied friend. Just like all the other Reidleis that decorated the sign, and the Idyanovs that had fallen apart after being used too much inside the Dead End Spa. Their eyes spinning rapidly as any remaining life drained out of their cunts in a matter of seconds...

Until both of them reached a delightful dead end. Reidlei's eyes displaying "DEAD SLUT", while Idyanov's screen displayed a crude mockup of a sexy girl like her being a part of a game of hangman. Both were driven to the final climax all thanks to something as simple as being killed off...

But something seemed off to Faltina, even as she made sure they wouldn't end up falling down and getting trampled on. Which wasn't a bad thing, she needed more carpets for the Spa. No, the thing that seemed weird was...

Oh, right! Damus told her that the Spa needed a lot of dead bitches before it was properly decorated. Silly her, she'd just have to call up a couple of friends and then she'd have plenty more to go through. To that end, she popped a simple looking phone out of her tits and started to call those very same friends.

"Heeeey, Idyanov, Reidlei! Y'mind helpin' out? I'll give you both a treat if you dooooo."

Thus, the cycle of the constantly ruined cops continued...