Welcome to the last chapter of this series! I hope you've all been enjoying it so far.
Auriel, the angel of hope, floated in the air as she surveyed the desert through a magical portal. She hadn't heard from the girls in quite some time, and though she had absolute trust in the girls she had sent out, especially since there were so many of them, there was no refuting that it had been a while. She guided the portal's view this way and that, but found no signs of the girls.
"Odd," Auriel muttered to herself as she spotted the empty gates. It was really the gateway to the Realm of Lust, but Auriel had no knowledge of this. Auriel peered at the portal gates suspiciously, wondering what it could be. Was it dangerous? Was it within this portal that the girls disappeared? But as there was no portal currently between the gates, she was confused. "I didn't expect the girls to have such trouble with this. But since they haven't been back, I suppose I will have to take a look into matters myself."
Auriel prepared herself to enter through the portal, but it was ahead of her by two steps. Before her very eyes, her own portal, the one charged with her own magic, was slowly being corrupted with the angry red color of lust. "Corruption!" Auriel exclaimed as she activated her wings, intending on flying away so she could figure out what the hell was going on. The fiery crimson looked dangerous, terrifyingly so. But before Auriel could move far away enough, the portal began its suction.
The giant wings flapped furiously as Auriel fought to get away but the pull from the portal was too strong. "What the…!" Even her best wasn't enough, and Auriel was sucked into the portal, lost into the Realm of Lust.
When Auriel regained awareness of the situation, she was not in a hallway as the other girls had found themselves. In fact, Auriel found herself in a room that none of the other girls had ever been in. The room was octagonal in shape, and very large. At first glance, Auriel seemed to be alone. But suddenly, twinkling torches came to life, banishing the darkness of the farthest reaches of the room.
Eight mirrors lined each bent side of the room, with one of the lost women standing in front of them, still costumed, and very horny. The doppelgangers in the room were nowhere to be seen, but Auriel had no way of knowing that they had been there in the first place.
Auriel was shocked to see the women in such a manner, and wondered why they were standing in front of the mirrors doing these things. Were they under the influence of magic? They had to be. They were otherwise very sensible women.
The Barbarian gazed at herself in the mirror, the white wedding dress still flouncing around her. She giggled as she pulled up the skirt of the dress, teasing herself. "Oh I hope my lover likes this… I picked it out especially for our honeymoon." She stared at her crotchless panties, laughing as she absentmindedly stroked herself slightly, not in a manner to get herself off, but in a manner to arouse.
Leah stared at herself in her Diablo costume, wiggling her ass as she admired the way the suit looked on her. "I'd let Diablo possess me anytime," she said with a snicker. "Especially here…" She stuck her hand down the tiny shorts that made up her bottoms, the outline of her fingers making it very obvious that what she was doing.
The Demon Hunter was utilizing a prop, a table, on which she was bent over with a bottle of expensive wine, the cylindrical head of which was held precariously close to her pussy. She looked back, the red of embarrassment coloring her face. "Oh Madam, I didn't see you there! Please, don't fire me… Let me show you what I can do…"
The most flexible of the bunch, the Enchantress, found herself bent in all sorts of positions as she arched her back, kicked her legs up, and shook her pompoms. She was acting out the sexiest routine she had ever done, and liking it. Her blonde hair, tied in a pony tail, swung back and forth as her lips curved into a brilliant smile. The pink string of the thong wedged itself between two voluptuous ass cheeks; perky, hardened nipples strained against thin fabric.
The Wizard was still in her magical girl costume, and was currently being teased by slimy tentacles that reached out from the mirror. They latched onto her breasts, teasing her underneath her skirt, roaming all over her body. "Oooh, they're so slimy!" The Wizard squealed girlishly, putting her hands to her face as she giggled. "So thick… Around my boobs…" She groaned, her eyes shut as she lost herself in the feeling.
The Monk, having completely lost her inhibitions, was turned around, her round ass so close to the mirror it was almost pressed against it. One of her hands just barely reached the floor, showing off her flexibility. She was still adorned in the pink ballerina outfit, and it stretched to fit her curves. The other hand was at her pussy, lightly running the tip of her nail across the clothed clit in a way that made her emit soft sighs.
The rest of the girls were playing with themselves in similar ways, showing why this place was called the realm of lust. There was no denying that the powerful magic in the air had forced the girls to submit to its will, and they were powerless in its hands.
Auriel floated as she stared at the girls, mesmerized at how they giggled and played. It was incomprehensible how the women were behaving in this manner, and she wondered how the hell she could save them. But before she could do anything, Auriel felt a strange feeling that compelled her to look in a certain direction: down. She certainly had no reason to do so, but there was a hypnotic sort of need growing inside of her to.
Auriel gave in to the urge, tilting her head downwards as she realized she was standing on glass, a reflective one at that. It reflected her figure perfectly, and she was confused. Why would there be a mirror on the ground? What purpose would this serve? But before she could find the answers to her own questions, the glass rippled as if it were water and the image began to change.
Auriel felt a sort of heat engulf her body and when she looked down again at the reflection, it was still her, yes, but the outfit had changed. The Angel of Hope was now adorned in a dress of regality, but one short enough to be considered scandalous. The blue and white fabric clung to her skin provocatively, making her feel too exposed. A glittering silver crown sat atop her head, signalling her power.
What an absolutely ridiculous outfit! Auriel thought. Why is the reflection like this? But when Auriel looked down, she suddenly realized that it was not only the reflection that had changed, but her clothes themselves! It was evil magic at work, Auriel knew it, but for some reason, she was compelled to continue staring down at herself.
When the figure within the mirror began to move, Auriel was shocked, to say the least. She wanted to turn, as she could feel the doppelganger moving behind her, but found herself unable to move thanks to the hypnotic pull that refused to let her go. Her eyes, however, were able to have free reign and they darted from side to side as she tried to see what was happening.
Auriel soon didn't have to see to know what the doppelganger was doing, when the arms of the mirror figure wrapped around her tightly, in a sort of lovers' embrace. Somehow, Auriel's body began to turn, spinning around of its own accord. The doppelganger spun with her, turning in an achingly slow tempo that allowed Auriel to survey the rest of the girls. It was a dance, a slow and sensual waltz that was about to get much, much hotter.
One after another, as Auriel turned, the girls lifted their skirts or lowered their shorts, flashing Auriel their panties with no semblance of shame on their faces. "Have you seen us all yet?" They chorused together as they shook their hips, putting on the perfect show.
Auriel wasn't aware of it at first, but her hands were moving towards the skirt of her own gown, and before she could stop herself, she had lifted it, revealing the sheer white panties that covered nothing of her delightfully shaved pussy. Auriel realized she had become wet from the experience, and due to the material of her panties, it was obvious. Shit! Auriel thought with a panic but she couldn't put her hands down.
Slowly, Auriel watched as the girls used one of their hands to creep down their body, their destination: the pussy. The Demon Hunter unabashedly pushed three of her fingers into the warm, moist cavern, thrusting them into herself with no hesitation. She moaned lewdly, allowing the noise to fill the room. She was soon joined by seven other voices, all in the throes of ecstasy. But it still wasn't enough for the sexy barmaid; she had to have more stimulation.
The Demon Hunter picked up her bottle of wine, observing the narrow end of it, deciding it was more than adequate to fill her need. She grinned lewdly as she lowered it, rubbing it over the wet lips that just covered her pussy. She was hungry for it, and made sure to stare directly into Auriel's eyes when she first pushed the bottle into her body. A piercing cry rang out as the Demon Hunter relished in the feeling of the cold bottle entering her.
The Demon Hunter couldn't help herself; within seconds, she was thrusting the bottle inside of her in a rhythm that would have made a drummer envious. "I'd much rather have your whip inside me instead…" She murmured as she lifted a leg, bringing her flouncy skirt up to show off how her light orange panties were pushed aside to allow for the wine bottle.
Auriel was treated to the sight of all of them as she continued to rotate. There was the Witch Doctor, having summoned a fetish with an amazingly long tongue, and was currently enjoying the benefits of such a trick. As the fetish shook slightly back and forth, the tongue slid up and down her clit, sending her into welcome spasms of pleasure. As Auriel watched in surprise, the fetish actually changed into a miniature figure of herself, a tiny little version of her, the lengthy tongue still lapping at the Witch Doctor's folds, lubricating it even further than the arousal juice that had already been present.
Auriel's turning continued, her eyes now clapping onto Eirena, the wonderful cheerleader. Eirena's hand, which was buried within her pussy, juices running down her skin, thrusted as she realized Auriel was now facing her. Eirena let out a fervent giggle, delighted that she was now in the spotlight. She had prepared a special cheer, just for this moment.
"Give me an A!" She cheered loudly, her voice still managing to ring clear amongst the abundance of moans. She purposefully elongated the A, making it sound more like a naughty moan. As she said it, Eirena spun around; her skirt flipped up, and Auriel was treated to the sight of two half-moons, and of Eirena slapping a hand on one of them in a spank.
"Give me a U!" A spank landed on Eirena's other ass cheek, reddening the creamy white skin. She delighted in the pain, and the surprised look that it had put on Auriel's features. "Give me an Rrrrrr!" Eirena said with a seductive purr as she bent over, her skirt falling over completely upwards.
"Give me an I!" Eirena now whirled around, lifting her leg high up in the air with an amazing amount of balance. Her pussy was now on display, and she showed no qualms about plunging her fingers into the thin fabric, dotted with golden stars, to get at her wet pussy.
The pompoms now abandoned, Eirena used her other hand to pull at the neck of her top, bringing it down so she could flash Auriel her wonderful tits. "Give me an E~" The delightfully pink nipples were perky, hardening as she pinched at them.
Her final pose promised to the most spectacular, and Eirena made good on that promise. "Give me an L!" With her final yell, Eirena dropped into the splits, her legs spreading perfectly as she dropped to the ground. Eirena's hand continued to pump at her pussy, as moans tumbled from open lips. Her cheer was done, but her pleasure certainly wasn't.
Auriel felt herself begin to move once more, spinning to the wedding-dress clad Barbarian. The white dress spilled around a robust body, the woman it belonged to making what could only be described as googly eyes at the angel of Hope. "Look at her…" The doppelganger whispered into Auriel's ear. "Don't you want to lick her out? Don't you want to eat that pussy?"
A chill ran down Auriel's spine as she gazed at the Barbarian, the woman's eyes now changed into dreamy bedroom ones, which were quite a sight to behold. "My lover, why don't you come into my arms?" She called unabashedly. "It's our honeymoon night, sweetie… I'll be so sad if you don't join me… And fuck me silly!" The Barbarian fluttered her eyelashes and lifted her skirt.
"What do you think?" The doppelganger finally whispered into Auriel's ear, believing the angel had seen enough of what this realm had to offer. It was time for her to take action. "What do you think of the girls?"
"It's…" Auriel hesitated, unsure of what she could say. "It's an impressive show, but I have to say, I'm still not interested." She decided that it would be best to stay with a strong front.
"Oh? Well, it's about to get even more impressive…" The doppelganger swept aside the coverings of Auriel's neck before pressing her warm lips to the soft skin. Her hand slipped over Auriel's tender breast, massaging the flesh within eager fingers. "Say…" She murmured. "You could look so much better in their gowns…"
Before Auriel had time to decipher what the doppelganger meant, the scene in front of her radically changed. She wasn't aware she was underneath the effects of an illusion, proving just how powerful the magic was. All Auriel knew was that, in front of her very eyes, the girls were not themselves any longer.
Eight pairs of eyes stared at Auriel, all of them her own. The girls had somehow transformed into doppelgangers of Auriel herself. She had never imagined she would ever see herself in such provocative outfits, but here they were, for her viewing pleasure.
The mirror figure snickered as she positioned her mouth to right beside Auriel's ear. "Would the High Heavens enjoy a celestial cheer from such a magnificent body?" She whispered. "Or perhaps a little tentacle magic?" She gestured to the girls that had previously been the Enchantress and the Wizard.
The two girls were pushed against each other, their breasts shaking within their clothes as they danced together. The cheerleader unabashedly raised the magical girl's skirt, slipping her hand into the hot pink panties to play with the clit within. The magical girl's moans were lewd, and Auriel was more than shocked to recognize the voice as her own. It was a perfect imitation of her, down to every last detail!
Auriel was shocked to find herself turned on by this. She grew even more embarrassed when the doppelganger noticed, and pointed it out. "Yeah, I know you like this… Don't you want to touch yourself?" The devilish woman prompted. "Don't you want to rub your little fingers all over your pussy and clit?"
"No way…" She objected, but her voice was slightly weak as she did so.
The doppelganger moved Auriel once more, turning her towards the table on which the barmaid, previously the Demon Hunter, lay. One of her legs were propped up, the other left dangling off the table. Her orange panties were now hanging off one leg, her thighs spread to allow for a perfect view of the naked crotch.
"Don't you just want to eat that pussy?"
As the doppelganger said it, another Auriel stepped up, this one clad in the wedding garments. "What a delicious looking pussy…" The bride exclaimed seconds before she delved in it, enjoying her meal. Auriel watched as she licked herself out, the tongue swirling delicately around the hardened nib, and teeth nibbling at the soft lips. The big, fat smile that sat on the bride's face revealed just how much she was enjoying this.
The barmaid shared similar sentiments as she squealed and moaned from pleasure. "Ohh, my boss will be so upset with me if he found out I was doing this with a customer… I'm not on the menu, you know…" She laughed as another moan ripped through her slender body,
Auriel's throat felt dry, uncomfortably so; she wanted something to quench the thirst that was growing inside of her to masturbate. She couldn't even fathom why this was happening to her; she was no narcissist! But seeing the girls here, doing these actions… She just couldn't help it!
"Give in to it. Just do it," the doppelganger encouraged. Grinning when Auriel's hands moved slightly, shifting closer to the crotch. "Don't deny how hot you are, and how much you like this… Even angels have to have some fun, darling…"
Auriel let out a whimper as she allowed her fingers to graze across her clothed clit. "Damn you," she cursed, only prompting the doppelganger to grin. But even as she said it, denied that she was having urges, she ran her fingers over the nub again, and again, and again.
A piercing cry broke through Auriel's thoughts as she turned her head and body, realizing that the provocative noise had come from the French maid, currently leg-locked with the monk/ballerina. Their pussies, dripping wet with arousal, were smashed against each other, gyrating together with a strong sense of urgency. They both had to have more - that was for damn sure. They continued to push their crotches at one another, rubbing, thrusting with their strong hips towards each other in a rhythm that fit perfectly together.
Auriel was so turned on that she could feel her clit throbbing, actually vibrating in an attempt to encourage Auriel to masturbate. Damn it, she thought, annoyed, even my own body is turning against me! She was so close to giving in, and the doppelganger whispering at her ear certainly didn't make it any easier. "Look at how the little maid is rubbing her clit against the ballerina… Doesn't it make you want to join them? Can't you just imagine a palace filled with her, all of them serving your every whim?"
"Fuck!" The maid screamed out as she came, her hood falling back to reveal flowing locks of hair.
"Pardon her French!" The doppelganger commented, snickering as she watched Auriel's hand inch even closer.
Finally, as she watched the maid cum, Auriel allowed herself to experience pleasure .The crotch of the panties were pulled aside, and Auriel all but hissed when her searching fingers first happened upon her aching clit. This feels so good, she begrudgingly admitted to herself.
The doppelganger didn't even have to see Auriel's face to know just how turned on she was. She simply reached around, and slipped a finger into Auriel's pussy. "Hey!" Auriel protested, but all the zest in her was gone. She was beginning to surrender to the pleasure, especially when the doppelganger began to thrust.
Auriel swore her head was spinning as the slow turning began once more, and the girls were treated to another sight, the last two girls of the group, sexy Diablo, and the nurse. "It's time for your check-up, my Lord," the nurse said, pulling down Diablo's shorts. "Let's make sure everything is working properly, why don't we?"
"Aah!" Auriel interrupted the girls as she let out a startling moan. The doppelganger had slipped another finger within her, and the slicking of the juices were prevalent as the mirror figure relentlessly finger fucked her. Auriel's own hands were moving of their own accord, in tight little circles around her swelling clit.
The doppelganger's other hand is on Auriel's boob, squishing and squeezing, only increasing the passion that is surging through her. "Are you going to cum? Hm?" The doppelganger's hand pinched even harder. "Are you going to cum all over your doppelganger's hand?"
"Damn it, damn you…" Auriel's voice had taken on a new quality, this one needy and very unlike her, but she couldn't help herself. Even though it was in the doppelganger's hands, she had to cum.
Auriel's eyes were trained on the nurse, their show still going on. "This will check how responsive your pussy is…" The nurse brought out a glass dildo from seemingly nowhere. It was incredible in size, and Auriel found herself both wondering how it would fit, and also very excited to watch it happen.
The cry that the Diablo-Auriel let out when the dildo first slid into her was arousing, to say the least. She was trembling, yet she begged the nurse for more. Auriel could see so clearly how widely the pussy (actually it was her own!) was being stretched out. She suddenly imagined what it would be like if it were inside her instead, with the sexy little nurse working at the other end.
Instantly, the doppelganger shoved a third finger within. "Three now, think we can do four?" She whispered in a husky voice. The doppelganger could feel the tensing of the pussy walls, the tightening of the lips, and knew it wasn't long now, before Auriel was cumming, and putty in her arms.
The sounds of moaning were growing louder. They sounded like sweet music to Auriel somehow, music that was lifting Auriel all the way back to the heavens. The girls were about to climax as well, and Auriel couldn't stop staring at their voluptuous bodies, twisted in the clutches of pleasure. Subconsciously, she was making her fingers increase three times in pace.
Finally! It was here! Auriel was growing breathless, and her body was tensing even further. Just as she was about to cum, the doppelganger snapped her fingers. The illusion disappeared instantly, and the girls returned to their actual selves. But it was too late for Auriel, she couldn't stop the onslaught of the climax.
With the shame of the knowledge that she had just cum to her subordinates, Auriel hit her orgasm, cheeks flush. She was joined by the eight other voices in one, united moan of pleasure. It lasted for several seconds as they allowed themselves to drift into the oblivion of pleasure. Auriel couldn't even breathe as her breasts heaved, and the doppelganger's hand relentlessly thrusted and wiggled within her, purposefully, to prolong the orgasmic feelings. This was possibly the best orgasm she had ever experienced, and just realizing that brought on a new wave of embarrassment.
As the initial shock of her orgasm began to ebb, Auriel found that her wings couldn't sustain her any longer. She slowly drifted to the ground, her pussy still twitching furiously from her orgasm.
"Well, well, well, looks like the most perfect angel has some devilish sides too…" The doppelganger was more than happy to point this out. "How does it feel? To cum to these girls who look up to you?"
Auriel looked up at the still-floating doppelganger, her will to fight broken, and the need inside of her beginning to ignite once more. "Too damn good…"
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