Without being able to stop herself Daryl leaned forwards, joining into the three way kiss with Anna and Tiffany. She let her long forked tongue mingle with theirs for a moment but found herself going kissing downwards. Across Ana's neck and over her perfect breasts.
While she was doing this she noticed that Tiffany had stripped off her white dress, exposing a body that Daryl had to admit was worthy of a divine being. She noticed that her tail was unconsciously slithering around one of Tiffany's legs, it's tip reaching up to Tiffany's inner thigh. At around the same time she reached Anna's folds and started probing the mermaid with her long forked tongue.
Anna pushed further into the kiss with Tiffany as she arched her back. Soon Tiffany was doing likewise as Daryl's tail found her folds. The two's kiss only became more passionate as they started pressing their amazing breasts together. The sight just drove Daryl on, keeping up her amateur but enthusiastic assault on both girls.
Their kiss broke and both cried out as they came. Their cries mixed, though Tiffany's sounded more like one continuous sung note. Eventually they both fell forwards, panting against each other before both looking at Daryl. "Mmm..." Tiffany said as she stood up, "allow me to return the favor."
She was forwards faster than Daryl could react, seeming to blur as she threw herself at Daryl's pussy. She looked up at Daryl with a smile... then extended her tongue and touched it to Daryl's sex.
Pure white hot pleasure filled Daryl's entire being. She moaned and fell forwards as as Tiffany coaxed more and more out of her. She could distantly hear Anna laughing but it didn't seem to matter. Her whole world seemed to shrink to the space between her (figurative) legs. Then it exploded.
She swore that she lost consciousness for a moment. When she came to Anna seemed to be making similar noises as Daryl looked up to see Tiffany's tongue administering to Anna. The mermaid seemed to shudder through orgasm after orgasm, then faint just like Daryl had. Tiffany stood up and licked her lips with a smile. "There," she said, "that's both of your curses taken care of for the next four hours."
"W-w-w-" Daryl's mouth couldn't seem to work properly in her post coital haze but Tiffany seemed to get it.
"Anna should be able to get through the day without having to hump anything that moves, and you should be able to get through without killing and eating anyone." She gave a sad smile to Daryl. "I do hope you can avoid doing that. Otherwise I would have to smite you." With a snap of her fingers Tiffany's dress reappeared back on her. "And that would be a waste of a good tail. Now," she pivoted and turned away, "I am late for calculus."
Daryl lay on her back. It seemed like she had a temporary reprieve from her curse. But what to do with it?