Smiling, Angela approaches her sister.
"You look so excited, sister," she practically hisses, "We'll have so much fun... because I'm not a full succubus yet... I can turn you so slowly... you'll love me for every second of it..."
"Angela get a hold of yourself!" you shout frantically.
"Why, what a splendid idea," her lips curl in delight, her index finger plunging into her pussy, thrusting into herself for several seconds.
It's sticky. Unnaturally sticky. Her finger glistens in the moonlight. She holds it up for both of you to see.
"The virus in me," she laughs melodiously at your expression, "It's in my saliva... my blood... my urine... even here..." she looks tempted to lick her own finger as she inhales her scent, breathing it in and sighing contently.
You know it's over for Angela now, she's too far gone. Melissa will be too, in a moment, if you don't do something. At best, you'll be able to save yourself... and that's only if you throw yourself down two stories (as it's unlikely Angela left the car keys when you'd placed them on the night-post or that you could safely outrun two demons). And this is all assuming you can free yourself from pretty strong rope.
"Let Melissa go," you shout calmly, just as Angela has finished recoating her finger with her juices (apparently, she didn't find her finger saturated enough).
She looks at you prettily, fluttering her eyes contemptuously, "Oh? And if I do, you're saying you'll take her place?" she laughs, "No. I refuse. I'd rather take her slowly... and then convince her to fuck you... just as she's between human and demon... just human enough regret what she's doing... and demon enough to enjoy it," she giggles, "Don't you like that idea, 'sis?"
She whimpers, unable to stave tears.
"So where do you want it, sis? ass or pussy? Where do you want your sister's pussy juice?"
Melissa doesn't respond.
"If I put it in the ass... it'll take longer to effect you, but that's what I want, don't I? In the pussy it'll feel SO much better though..." she breathes, "Maybe you want to taste it instead? How does that sound? You can lick my finger and tell me how I taste!"
"Please... Angela, no!"
Angela frowns in thought, "Strange..." she says.
"Angela?" you ask, "Angela?! Can you hear me? Is that you?" it's preposterous, but that confused expression on her face reminds you of the real Angela.
"Angela!" you say urgently, "Please, put some clothes on–"
Oblivious, Angela continues, "Why does it feel so good to see you resist?" Angela licks her lips, sucking on her own finger and swallowing her own juices.
"Hmm, tastes pretty good," she laughs, looking back at Melissa's confused, but still terrified face.
Spreading her legs and straddling the bed above Melissa's hips, her soft legs touch yours. The scene makes you penis, slightly soft from fear, go rigid again with excitement.
Angela unbinds Melissa's right arm, smiling as she releases her grip on her sister's wrist.
"Why?" whispers Melissa in utter terror.
Ignoring her, Angela explains, "There, you can use your hand again, 'sis," she laughs, "But you won't be escaping with it. I assure you," she points to her pussy, "You'll be tasting my juices in a moment – of your own choice! Oh I just get wet over the idea!"
"I won't touch you," Melissa declares venomously.
"Yes you will," Angela disagrees, "You will want to, but I won't let you. Not until you convince me to let you,"
"Then I won't – ever."
You don't understand this. Why has Angela changed tactics all of a sudden? Has she really lost herself completely? Or is this all some demon's twisted game? You decide to wait in silence and devise a plan – should an opportunity at escape arise.
"Don't you love your sister?"
"You're not my sister anymore."
"No? But I'm not a succubus. I'm still your sister,"
She can't deny this, "Well..."
"So why are we fighting? I'm your sister. I know what's best."
"You might be my sister..." she admits with a choke, "But the demons have done something to you. You don't act like my sister,"
She laughs, "The only thing the demons have done... is change my inhibitions. You know what inhibitions are don't you–"
"I'm not fucking twelve anymore!" she shouts angrily, "I know what inhibitions are– I–"
"I've always wanted you, Melissa," she leans down in an instant, a fraction of a distance from a kiss, "You're so beautiful," she squeezes her sister's breasts, feeling her hard nipples with her thumb, "I just wanna fuck you. I want you to be happy. You'll feel happy forever if you just do what I say."
"No–"
"It'll be so beautiful Melissa!" Angela says, "We'll turn together, how about that? Won't it be beautiful sis?" her hands fluttered along Melissa's sides, resting on her hips, "All you have to do is stick your finger in and swallow me. That's it. I'm even asking you do to it. I could force you... but I'm giving you a choice... because I want you to be happy,"
"Angela–"
"Melissa," she urges, "You can't escape. There's no way out. Just accept it,"
"N-N-No– I..."
"I love you, Melissa," she whispers in her ear, licking her earlobe and drawing a shiver down her sister's spine.
"A-A-Alright..." she surrenders breathlessly into Angela's adjacent ear.
"Alright, what?" she asks teasingly, repeating it for you yourself to hear. It causes your heart to race.
"Alright..." she swallows, "I'll do what you want... I'll become a succubus..." she raises her hand faintly, crossing over to Angela's pink folds.
Only, Angela snatches her sister's wrist, "Not so fast!" she says with a long smile, "Remember? You've got to convince me, and, doing what "I" want, isn't going to convince me at all–"
Silence follows.
"Well?"
"I... don't want to lose you, Angela. I love you," she says.
"I'm sorry," she looks over to you as she whispers this.
"And?"
"...And I'm horny," Melissa lies, "I'm so horny... god... I want to taste you. I want to ...fuck,"
"You're a terrible liar, Melissa," she giggles, "but here– smell my finger, it'll really make you horny. Then we can fuck,"
Angela's finger is not slick, but still has a residue of juice on it. She places it under Melissa's nose. If she breathes even in a fraction of it, it'll kickstart her arousal. From there, Melissa will surely join her sister. |