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Schoolgirl Tails

(AKA: Elvira Teaches Wendy Some Magick!)

Wendy was a precocious teenager. That is, when it came to sex. Sex had always come easy to her. Not that she went around spreading her legs for every snotty nosed twit or geek that cast a hungry leer at her athletically sleek, smooth, usually bare thighs. No, not having sex-but GETTING sex-seducing-had always been easy for her.

To the typical young, lusty, teenager-unnaturally easy.

Especially as she had not the least interest in boys!

Or Men!

Just girls!

And Women!

As far as Wendy was concerned, she had been born a lesbian. Ever since she had been twelve, whenever a female caught her fancy, and she set her sights on this new conquest, she always got what she wanted.

Always!

Now, in her third year at the prestigious and exclusive Sandra Barnhard/ Madonna Memorial High School for Exclusive and Special Girls, she had ripped through the majority of her underclass mates, a large segment of the Seniors, and had taken nearly half of the (all female) faculty to the heights of Sapphic bliss.

Easily!

But, for the life of her, she couldn't really explain why?! Sure, she was attractive: light brown hair, nearly shoulder length, cut in no particular style-just kind of unkept-cool. Large, soft brown eyes that another girl could get lost in…small nose, not too large lips-kissing lips she'd call them. Tall for her age, she had an athletic body that possessed long, smooth, powerful legs, slim but very feminine hips, washboard flat stomach, and a pair of firm, jutting, conical tit handfuls capped by half dollar sized puffy pink nipples.

Her body was made to be sighed over, and was in the gym shower nearly every day. Girls, Coach Lee, and any other faculty (There always seemed to be some around during her gym period!) would gawk, lust over, gasp and pant openly when she strutted, totally naked and dripping wet, past them.

She loved doing that!

But what she really relished most of all was the conquest-her natural ability to reduce a female-any female-into a quivering, sweat soaked lump of exhausted feminine sex-meat!

Fucked, in other words!

And it wasn't her body or face, attractive as it was to women, that allowed her success. Oh no! She knew better than that! There had been many women who had hardly batted an eye at her until they found themselves alone and under her! And everyone of them had succumbed to her system. Her technique was based plainly on patience, persistence, and a relentless assault upon the female's will.

From the beginning of her sexual life it seemed common sense, downright instinctive, to Wendy that making a woman cum-really FORCING her into belly heaving, lung emptying, window rattling, tellthewholefuckingneighborhood orgasm whether she wanted to or not-was an excellent way of breaking her will! Furthermore, forcing a woman into orgasm seemed to renew her, to give her even more energy, instead of draining her! And Wendy LOVED reducing arrogant, powerful, important females into quivering, whining sex slaves begging for her to sit on their faces!

That was fun!

The thought of where such delights came from, why she enjoyed seducing women into lesbian enslavement, never crossed her mind!

Wendy turned the doorknob to Sandy's bedroom, then hesitated. Behind her came the continued moans and whines from Sandy's mother, Shirley. Smiling, she looked back a second…

Shirley was still where Wendy had left her, spread-eagled on her back, splayed across the couch, naked, soaked and shiny with sweat (and other juices), hard nipples atop nicely sized boobs heaving in desperate breath, big buns pushing up a pussy into view that was still greatly aroused, soaked, labia pulled back and crimson, clit erect and clearly in sight…

The woman's shudders and heaving gasps betrayed that her orgasmic aftershocks had not, even yet, died down.

It had begun so much differently…

She was sitting with Shirley's daughter, Sandy, on that couch not a half hour before. Wendy was getting acquainted with Sandy's rather impressive rack. For a girl barely a Sophomore, she had a most sumptuous pair of baby feeders, well already into C cup territory! Wendy was, most expertly, fondling Sandy's left boob under her pajama top when Shirley walked in.

Hands on her broad, pajama clad hips, Shirley looked sternly at Wendy as she, somewhat reluctantly, slid her hand out of her daughter's shirt! "Just what do you think you are doing, Miss?" she spoke, as sternly as any mother would.

Wendy couldn't help notice how Shirley's boobs swayed and shook like jello under her own top, betraying, to an expert like Wendy, that Sandy had gotten her set from her mother! "Oh, nothing, Mamm!" Wendy replied in her best guilty little girl voice, trying to look submissive.

Shirley just huffed, making her heavy, firm, jutting knockers sway still more under her top! "Sandy, get to bed! I'll speak with you in the morning!"

Immediately, with a yelp, Sandy jumped up, making her equally big, but youthfully firm, tits jump, but much more tightly. In a flash she was gone, her door slamming shut behind her.

Shirley never took her eyes off of the lesbian delinquent. "Now! What am I going to do with you?! I can't have sleeping with Sandy, now!"

Wendy went into her well practiced routine: Her face slowly, but steadily, wrinkled up into a terrified little girl mask, and streams of tears rolled down her peachy cheeks. "I'm sorry…sob…I…I…shudder…sob…just never…"

"Just never what?" Shirley responded, still angry and untrusting. "Just what were you doing with my daughter?!"

Wendy looked up, then bit her lower lip. "It…it…its just…I…I…have never seen…ah…sniffle…I'm so small!" she suddenly broke out, pulling her own T-shirt off over her head! "See, I'm…I'm…sob…so small…"

She saw her acting pay off almost immediately. Shirley looked down momentarily at Wendy's perfect suck cones which, while small compared to her daughter's (or her own), were hardly undersized! When she looked back at Wendy's face, her scowl was gone.

"I…er…didn't realize you were so…troubled…by your…figure." She hummed and hawwed. "I…I…thought you were…ah…mmm…making advances…"

"What? I was doing what?!" Wendy, wiping her nose, replied with perfect pitch, and just a little too loud.

Shirley sat down next to the half naked teenager. She put her arm around Wendy's shoulders and hugged her. "I'm sorry! I didn't understand! You young girls are so self-conscious! I've always been so…well developed-er-big… I just didn't understand!"

Wendy smiled as she cuddled closer to the woman, feeling her impressive suck sacks against her own firm, but smaller, beauties. After a moment of cuddling, during which Wendy made a show of calming her totally faked hysterical crying and shuddering breathing, she reached out and began playing with a button on Shirley's pajama top.

The one right between her big, jutting boobs.

"I've never seen a real-woman's breasts! I have no mother, nor sisters! I would really like to see one! Can I…will you…show me yours?" She gave the housewife her most innocent and devastating wide eyed pleading look.

And Shirley melted, right then and there. "Well… No one is around. I suppose it wouldn't hurt…" She reached for the top button, then noticed that the one Wendy was playing with was wide open. Most of her jugs were already in the open!

Before the woman could get past the first button, Wendy jumped up to her knees and in a teenager's voice full of wild excitement, she barked, "Lift your arms! Quick!"

Looking at the teenager's face now even with her own, Shirley thoughtlessly obeyed.

Grabbing the bottom of the woman's top, Wendy lifted the cloth up and off Shirley. Shirley just gawked in apparent shock as her most impressive udders were exposed.

And they were impressive! Big, full, pear shaped, they had to be D cup and were broad enough to touch across her chest. Her nipples were also broad, deep red, and erect. For a long moment Shirley watched Wendy stare at her melons.

Then Wendy reached out with both hands and cupped the woman's boobs! Gently squeezing them, she remarked almost absentmindedly, "Gee! They're so firm!"

Shirley gasped and briefly closed her eyes as her jugs were handled. It had been so long since anyone had done that! It felt so good!

Eyeing the woman's pebbly hard nipples, Wendy leaned forward, "Can I suck them?" she asked immediately before closing her lips around the nearest tit tip and…

Sucking.

"No!" Shirley cried, then felt the hot, wet, expert nursing on her and all she could do was gnaw on her lower lip and close her eyes again. Her hands rose to Wendy's strong shoulders, but did nothing else.

"Oh!" the woman moaned as the girl increased her suckling, flicking the nearly inch long nipple with her rigid tongue. "Stop! Please! OOOHHH!"

But Wendy wasn't about to stop, now! With a low slurp she pulled off the first teat and leaned across the paralyzed woman to feed on the other. All the housewife could do was gasp and then moan.

Then Wendy dropped a hand atop the woman's exposed navel and began stroking, oh so softly with her long nails, back and forth across the suddenly quivering belly. The girl smirked when Shirley moaned even louder and then pleaded with her to stop. She just slid her fingers under Shirley's waistband and continued to stroke her belly-while sliding down towards her loins!

"Oh God, NO!" Shirley gasped when Wendy's fingernails began roaming over her pubic mound. The woman's thick thatch of hair did nothing to stop either the girl's devilish fingers or the wicked streaks of pleasure her flesh sent to her overwhelmed brain. "Please, stop! Don't do this to me!"

"Don't do what?" Wendy answered with a smirk after pulling off of her nursing on housewife udder. She then pulled her hand back up, clean out of Shirley's pajama pants. But she immediately seized the woman's waistband with both hands and peeled the pajama bottoms off the wide hips and then the smooth, full thighs of Sandy's mom!

Shirley could only shake her head in horror as the monstrous girl stripped her naked! "Please, no! I don't want this!" she repeated, shaking her head in a sex befuddled daze.

"Yes you do!" Wendy responded, reaching back down to again assault the woman's naked sex mound with wickedly sharp and talented fingertips.

"OHHHH! PLEASE!" the woman cried, head back, eyes closed, tossing back and forth as her naked thighs began to thrash and, a little at a time, slowly but relentlessly spread…

"PLEASE!" she breathed, panting wildly now.

"You don't want me to stop!" Wendy whispered into the housewife's ear. "You want more! Spread your legs and I'll give it to you!"

"NO!" the housewife replied with apparent firmness. But, as soon as the cry was out, her thighs obediently spread a good six inches apart!

"You want this, don't you?" Wendy chuckled into her latest victim's ear. She put her pubic hair fondling hand upon the woman's right thigh. "You want me, don't you?" Then she pulled and Shirley's thighs submissively spread as wide apart as the couch permitted.

With an evil chuckled of pure debauched power and pleasure, Wendy rose. "You want this!" she cried while pulling her own pajama pants down.

Shirley gawked at the girl's naked loins. Gawked, and then moaned as a atrocious wave of unwanted lust flooded her. Never before had she thought of another woman's-girl's-loins to be so torrid…but now! So sexy, was all she could think, staring at the girl's charms. She was bald (of course, thought the overwhelmed woman), and strikingly aroused, Her labia hung low, deep crimson and dripping wet. Her bald mound jutted out farther than on most girls. But it was her clit! It, too, jutted out between the apex of her labia. It had to be two inches long and an inch wide! Firm, throbbing, it was furiously and arousingly erect, yet somehow intimidating to the naked housewife.

Wendy bent over, pushing on the woman's shoulders, urgently forcing her upon her back. "Lay back," she said, leering at the woman's nakedness.

"No!" Shirley gasped, wide eyed. But she laid back, nonetheless, as if forced down by some inhuman force. Her legs stayed wide apart, as if she wanted what was coming next.

Wendy settled into Shirley's wide open saddle, pressing her bulging mound and jutting clit into the housewife's wide open puss. "I love your big boobs!" she cried, mouthing the woman's left nipple. She nursed hungrily and the big boobed woman squirmed uncomfortably as wicked hot, wet pleasure surged through her.

Her sucking felt so good! She couldn't remember being nursed on by any lover that heated her up so! Her pant rose a notch and she gripped, albeit gently, the teenaged boob sucker by her shoulders in a semi-hug.

Then Wendy's round, smooth, muscular buns clenched and her hips humped forward.

And Shirley gasped raggedly and suddenly looked down at the nursing girl with real fear on her sweaty face.

Wendy's hips dropped back, then her ass contracted once more and she surged up.

And the nursed on housewife whimpered as her already wide spread thighs opened even more.

And Wendy began to hump over and over in a strong, fast rhythm. And Shirley's head fell back, her eyes rolled up, as did her knees, and a warbling moan of pure feminine pleasure filled the dark living room. Her hands shortly would slide down Wendy's working, hard back to hungrily clutch those flexing buns of steel.

Soon her moans would rise to shrieks.

Wendy turned back to the door with a smile, then stepped in. She saw Sandy laying on her bed, wide awake.

The girl rose upon an elbow, "What happened? I heard Mom yelling…" then she saw that the entering girl was naked!

"We had a long talk, Sandy!" Wendy answered, walking up to the girl's bed. Then she athletically leaped over the reclining girl. "She said I…we could do what we wanted."

"But where's your pajamas?"

"It's so hot, I took them off! Why don't you? You must be cooking in them, they're so heavy!" she said, helping herself to Sandy's buttons. She had the top two open before the girl could even respond.

"I…uh…don't think so!"

"Why not?" Wendy replied, not stopping in the least. The girl's third button gave way and she slipped her hand in to cup big, firm, teen tit. "Hmmm! You are big!"

"Stop! I don't like that!"

Wendy moved in, skillfully pinching the hard nipple she found on the girl's groped boob. "Come on, let's have some fun! I promise you'll love it!"

"No!" Sandy replied, starting to struggle. But she winced when her nipple was pinched, and Wendy was so strong! "No!" she said again, not as fiercely, as she was pushed onto her back.

Wendy pushed up the pajama top to Sandy's neck, freeing her impressively upthrusting teen tits. She immediately seized the nearest nipple with her mouth and began feeding.

Sandy whined but refused to submit, pushing on Wendy's shoulder, preventing her from keeping her nipple in her mouth. Her legs also thrashed, but not in building lust. She was trying to push Wendy away with her legs!

Wendy was not put off in the least way. Oh no! An old pro in the world of HSLP (high school lesbian play), she liked nothing better than some ol' bedroom sex wrestling!

She threw herself into the fight, using her powerful runner's legs to tie up Sandy's, then pin down her arms…

But Sandy was made of stern stuff, and was no slouch in the strength department, either! She managed to free her outside leg, allowing her to twist inside and free her outside arm. Catching Wendy fully extended on her left side, she almost tossed her out of her bed!

Instead Wendy let the girl's momentum roll her on her back, then helped her atop her! The girl quickly used her strength and gravity to force the taller girl's arms down over her head.

But the older girl had been expecting just that move, in fact helping it along, and she bent and raised her knees up and out so her bare feet could reach behind the girl. Using her toes, she gripped the back waistband of Sandy's pajama pants. Then it was a simple matter of straightening her legs and pulling Sandy's pants down her legs, off her feet, and across the darkened bedroom!

The abrupt exposing of her bubblebutt distracted the girl just enough for Wendy to slip her straightened legs between Sandy's and force them apart while, at the same time, slipping her freed right arm sensuously around Sandy's smooth, soft ribcage and back and down between her jutting, plump buns!

Sandy wailed as her opponent goosed her. A sharp bolt of not unpleasant, but really not pleasurable, excitement flew up her spine, paralyzing her. Not wanting to, as Wendy's two fingers sank deeper into her virgin butt, she could only whine as she was rolled back over upon her back.

Wendy quickly established herself in Sandy's saddle, listening to her gasp as her big clit pressed into the girl's slit. Sandy still fought, but her legs were outside Wendy's, now, and her arms could only struggle with Wendy's.

But still she struggled, valiantly.

And successfully, for she managed to flip Wendy's hips out from between her thighs.

But Wendy was persistent, if anything. She knew that, above all else, in sex wrestling persistency is the most important trait of those who finish-on top! No matter how many times you are frustrated, get back into the saddle again! That's what Wendy did, out of reflex. Once, twice, three times she tried to mount Sandy, only to be blocked by her thrashing legs.

So she went with the girl's defense. As her legs thrashed back and forth, Wendy timed her movements carefully, then acted. Deftly she slid her right leg right between the girl's thighs.

Atop Sandy, Wendy pressed her firm, smooth thigh up tight against the girl's slit. She smiled when the girl's pussy proved not only hot, but also wet against her tight skin. Then she began to ride the girl with her thigh, rubbing up and down against her slit.

Sandy gasped almost immediately in response, drawing another smile from her assailant. Wendy's smooth, tight skin over hard muscle pressing firmly against her most sensitive place, then sliding up and down, sent the most awful jolts of pleasure up her spine! And she couldn't get her leg out from between hers!

And it felt soooo Good!

Wendy was ruthless in her attack. She could see the fear, and the building lust, in the girl's eyes and, like in so many before her, the lesbian knew Sandy was slowly but inexorably succumbing. All she had to do now was keep it up!

And she kept it up, the grinding of firm thigh flesh against inescapably moistening and warming girl slit. For long, agonizing minutes of unforgiving building pleasure, Sandy struggled with growing ineffectiveness while Wendy rode her.

Time passed in the dark bedroom, the only sound was the whimpering of the girl on the bottom and the squeaks of the gently bouncing bed.

Sandy finally came, unwilling and resistant to the last, against Wendy's grinding thigh. Immediately after the bliss died down, and Sandy's legs relaxed, Wendy slid her hips into the girl's wide open, wet saddle. Then she began to hump, driving her large, hard clit up and down over Sandy's stiff little love pebble.

Sandy, spastically clutching Wendy's rock hard, working buttocks, began to wail-just like her mother had…

Some other time-but soon.

Some other place-but near.

Some other-brane…

A figure outlined in dark light.

An inhumanly perfect hourglass figure, tall, powerful without bulging musculature…

Horns sprouting from a beautiful forehead.

Glaring red eyes.

Four foot long, wrist thick tail with a fist sized cockhead at the end.

"I am here, as you command, Mistress," came from the near light-shadows, a feminine voice rich with oriental inflections and calmness. The figure stepped into the glow from the towering throne set in the middle of five hundred foot diameter dome of black marble.

"Ashtoreth," the voice from the throne boomed and echoed off the dome. "I need your services!"

Ashtoreth looked up at the throne. The inhumanly feminine figure sitting there was easily twice her six foot height, massively muscular, with long, curving ram-horns, blood red skin, proportionally massive, perfectly conical, jutting boobs, and a two foot long, leg thick cock jutting up in permanent erection from between powerful, long, spread thighs!

A visible shudder of raw lust flashed through the lusciously built succubus at the hypnotically swaying, vividly drooling demonic cock. She wanted to climb upon the throne and squat around it! "Ama-arhus, I am here at your command! Command me!" She licked her lips, visions flooding her mind of her eagerly kneeling between the divine being's legs and choking down the entire length of that cock!

"I did not wish to distract you from your duties, but I have need of you. You know of Morrigan and Lilith…"

"Of course, Mistress. I have kept my knowledge of their mission secret."

"You have heard, too, that the bitch Sappho has…interfered with their mission."

"I have sensed some-disturbance in your scheme."

"It was anticipated. It was why I sent two Succubi when one was all that was required. However, merely disrupting the competition is half what is necessary. I must have a token in the competition."

"To infiltrate the Sisterhood…"

"Exactly!" Ama-arhus roared. "To corrupt the Sisterhood and guarantee our conquest of the Livingkin!" Her cock belched a massive bolt of precum at the thought of the most pleasurable rapine of human, elf, and other female-kind flesh that would transpire upon the corruption and ruination of the lesbian Sisterhood. "But it must be someone…"

"Not demonic…"

"Living, no less. The Sisterhood would recognize any demonkin that reached the final testing of the competition. This must be someone indistinguishable from the other contestants."

"You have someone in mind, Divine One?"

"As a matter of fact. Purely by chance, I have detected a human female, a girl actually, from the pre-unification. Extraordinary talent-if talent is what it is!"

The Succubus' voice dropped a notch in building lust and excitement, "Is she…good?"

"Almost demonic in her abilities! Reminds me of you when it comes to bedding women! I suspect she has undead blood in her. Not easily detectible, but very likely there. And quite capable of winning the contest-with some help from Lilith."

Ashtoreth caught her breath at the mention of her half-sister. "Morrigan is…"

"Taken, yes. But not destroyed nor turned. I can still get her back, sometime. But I still have Lilith, which will be enough. If we can enter our own lesbian Champion…"

Ashtoreth licked her lips at the nerve rattling sight of long, tacky worms of wadd drooling down the side of that divine prick. "But she is pre-unification?"

"Yes, there is always that!"

"Magick does not project well into that era," Ashtoreth said. "Do you have a plan…"

"Of course! A Focus must be found in that era to form a gateway."

"Gateway?! Why should one of us…"

"You, Ashtoreth!"

"…very well, Mistress. Why do you send me there? It is most dangerous for demonkin to journey to pre-unification eras."

"To recruit this girl, of course! A task that, I feel, you will find yourself both well qualified to perform and amused to execute!"

"But magick is so poorly implemented before the unification! I will require a focus already established on the other side before the linkage can be perfected. Who can we find on the other side that can anchor the Gateway?"

"I have such a person, of sufficient capability, who can form the Gateway-if persuaded to."

"And who…"

"Elvira!"

"Who?! That…that…television actress!? Forgive me, Mistress, but can you be serious?"

"She has learned enough that, if guided properly, she can fix the Gateway in her era. And who but an actress is more comfortable with the type of persuasion that you can perform? There is a reason why I summoned you and it wasn't because Morrigan and Lilith were already in my service! I feel that your-special talent would be most persuasive with Elvira, or any other Hollywood actress, by the way! Besides, your quarry is conveniently located quite close to the girl. Furthermore, the girl is a raw talent, and must be taught some formal spells, otherwise her demonic blood will betray her in the Tourney. We will need Elvira to cloak the girl's demonic blood with all too human magick spells. And, last and most importantly, we have no other choice."

"Yes, Mistress." Ashtoreth bowed her head in submission.

Ama-arhus gazed down at the submissive succubus. "Furthermore, you will be handsomely rewarded…"

Ashtoreth looked up expectantly.

"…you may keep Elvira, as a pet, for as long as she pleases you! I have observed that she has useful talents of her own…"

"Thank you, Mistress," the succubus replied, without much enthusiasm.

"Too, I will permit you to be at the head of the invading army when the Sisterhood fails. I will allow you to choose, second to me, of course, first of the feminine spoils."

That was more like it! "You are too kind, Divine One!"

Ama-arhus rose and stepped down from the throne. As she approached the Succubus her stature shrank until she was only about eight foot tall. "But, I feel I should give you a…down payment! Do not you agree?"

The succubus, eyes locked on the drooling cockhead jutting into her beautiful face, nodded rapidly and eagerly.

"Enjoy my fruitful bounty!" said the demonic goddess, and her hand came down hard on the top of the succubus' head. Wrapping her long fingers, armed with even longer, black claws, around the top of Astoreth's head, she hauled the succubus towards her while forcing her to her knees.

Ashtoreth complied without resistance.

Except for opening her mouth was wide as she could.

Her gagging, slurping, sucking, choking, echoed off the dome for a long, long time.

Elvira woke and sat up in bed with a gasp. Looking at her alarm clock she saw it was still only 3 o'clock in the morning! She was hot, panting and sweaty, her long, black nightgown, stretched dramatically around her impressive boobs and generous hips, was literally soaked.

This was the third morning in a row that she had woken at this time, in this condition! From the same incredible, torrid dream! A dream of fog and darkness, figures without faces, voices without real meaning. Female figures sprouting huge, hard, male organs!

Damn she was horny!

But this night, suddenly, she noticed something new! A light, dim but obvious, a red light reflecting off the wall opposite her open bedroom door! Jumping up, not bothering to put a robe on over her semitransparent gown, she made for the source.

It was coming from her magic room!

The special room in her house, where she kept her collection of so called magic implements. An old love of hers, little more than a glorified hobby, she had collected over her adult life what she had been told to be magic containing objects and books. Between her movies and TV shows she had, somewhat diligently, tried to learn how to use them, with varying success. Over the years she had acquired somewhat of a reputation as a sorceress!

Some of these objects she had actually managed to make lights appear within! In one attempt she had actually succeeded in making a book close from across the room!

But most of the objects were useless-she had never succeeded in doing anything with them. They were just another rip off of the fortune tellers.

But rushing into the room, she noticed that one of those formerly useless objects was glowing! And the glow was enlarging! Between her and the lamp-like object at the opposite end of the room a circular glow was forming. Silently and rapidly the bubble of glowing redness enlarged until it occupied the entire middle of the room.

Standing there, flooded with soft red unknown light, Elvira abruptly began to pant again. Only not from exertion! Her nipples hardened furiously, and the most wicked thrills filled her belly! It was almost like right before she was to be interviewed by a Producer for a new role!

Suddenly, and without bidding, she was moving, walking towards a table on her left. Then her hand was reaching out, taking hold of a thick, wand-like object with a rounded end. A rounded end that glowed!

Not knowing why, she raised the wand up until the rounded, glowing end was before her face and between her and the red bubble. Instantly a beam of light flared from the wand to the bubble.

And a figure appeared within the bubble!

And what a figure, thought Elvira! The first thought, then, in her head was envy: That bitch! If she had that bitch's figure, she'd have an Academy Award by now!

The outline inside the bubble was truly breath taking! Tall, firm, perfectly hourglass figure; big but perfectly cone shaped tits like a 50's sweater ad; wide hips with an ass like Elvira's, only fuller, rounder, somehow naturally better; legs like a runner's, long, firm, sleek.

Elvira wasn't gay-but this bitch could make her one!

"Hello, Elvira!" came from the bubble. The voice was oriental, low, husky, hot!

Damn it! That bitch had a voice to match that figure! Her belly was melting over that voice! Sexiest thing she ever heard!

"W…W…Who are you?" She could barely make her voice work! So dry! So hot!

"Call me Ash!" came back the voice. Elvira shuddered suddenly. "Do you like what you see?"

Elvira blinked. Fuckin' A! popped into her head. But it wasn't her saying it!

Gotta calm down! Get control of yourself! Taking a deep, calming breath, she shrugged, hoping to recapture her cool, nonchalant exterior. "Well, yea, you look good! Whatever!"

Then the bubble cleared completely and Elvira could see the thing's face. Pointed nose, long, pointed ears, almond shaped, vividly red eyes, blood red lips, fangs…

Elvira shuddered in sudden horror. Real horror-like REAL vampyre horror for the first time in her life!

The red eyes flashed.

Elvira jerked violently, once. Eyes fixed on the glowing red oens, she explicitly shuddered again. Then gasped. Then moaned.

Read the Ashtoreth Prayer-exploded in her head!

"What?' she panted, hotter than ever and quite confused. But she couldn't take her eyes off of those red eyes!

Ashtoreth Prayer! Read it!

Then a book on the shelf to her right slid clean out of its place and, hovering, drifted right in front of Elvira! Floating before her wand, under the illuminating wand's head, the book opened to a particular page!

Read-exploded in her mind.

"NO!" she barked.

The beautiful monster merely smirked. "Obey and you will be rewarded!"

"Like, you know, what can you give me that I would want, bitch?!" Elvira replied in her best Valley Girl. "Shake your big ass at someone else! I'm no dyke!"

But then, why was she so hot?

The monster's smirk broadened. "I am not offering my ass! Observe the true reward for your obedience!" Then it turned sideways.

Elvira admired the bulging buttocks of the beast for a moment, smirking. No way she was going to kiss that ass, no matter how good looking it was! Then her smirk faded. Something was jutting out from the monster's loins!

Elvira's panting jumped a notch, and her jaw dropped as she watched transfixed as a long, thick, wicked tube extended out of Ash's loins-right where her clit should have been! It kept getting bigger, and bigger, and bigger…

"What the fuck?!" she gasped, horrified and hoarse.

The tube stopped at just over a foot, then the end swelled into a fist sized bulb shaped just like a cockhead! The beast, smirk widening into a grin, faced her again. "You are correct!" Then it spread its legs and a sack filled with two softball sized orbs fell between them nearly to its knees!

Elvira suddenly had an irresistible urge to moan-which she did! Never had she ever seen such a lust provoking sight! Her throat tightened up, her pussy flooded. For a long moment she just stood there, panting wildly, staring as the hugely erect cock drooled foot long strands of ropy precum to the floor. "Wulf!" was all she could emitt!

READ!

"NO!" her mind screamed. She tried to say the denial aloud, to scream it out! Instead, when her lips moved, it was for form different words! Non-English words!

She was reading from the book! Her mind commanded one thing, but her body was doing another! She was reading the prayer!

NO! her mind screamed, but her body refused to listen. Line by line, she read the prayer aloud in a firm voice, pronouncing each foreign (Elfish popped into her head.) work perfectly as if she had been speaking it all her life! As she neared its ending the wand began to glow brighter…

Instantly, upon the last line's reading, her body's control returned to her. With a jerk she stepped back, releasing the wand. "Woah! What have I done?!"

The wand stayed where it was, hanging in mid air, glowing fiercely! The book, apparently no longer needed, fell loudly to the floor. Elvira stared wide eyed at the bubble.

The demon stood within the bubble, laughing. "You have completed the Gateway into your time, bitch! Now I can complete my quest! But first, your reward!"

"Like, no way, freakazoid!" Elvira cried, holding her hand up as if to ward off a projectile. "No way I'm touching that gross thing, you know? And don't even think about putting that…that…horsecock into me! Ya dig?! No way, Jose! I'm outta here!" She started to turn to flee.

The succubus just laughed loudly, roared more accurately, and snapped its claw armed fingers.

Instantly and silently the bubble exploded, throwing the room into absolute pitch blackness. Freezing in place, Elvira squeaked in shock. She helplessly stood still, unable to see anything, for a long, cold minute.

Then she saw the eyes, the red, glowing eyes, some feet in front of her. The only light in the room at the moment. "No!" she gasped, quite quietly, as they approached.

"Do you want me?" came from the darkness. It dripped with wet, torrid lust.

Elvira swallowed loudly, then replied, in a unconvincingly thick voice, "No!" Her thighs were quivering now in uncontrolled lust. She was so rutty!

"Do you want me?" came again. This time the hovering wand flared briefly, illuminating the entire room for the briefest of moments.

Elvira just moaned. The flare was enough for her to see where the demon was. The…thing was standing right in front of her! Its…cock just under her chin! She swore she could smell it!

Then she felt a claw in the depression at the base of her neck! She instinctively knew the claw was razor sharp, but it harmlessly, softly, drifted down her upper chest till it touched the top of her nightgown, at the junction of her famous big boobs. Elvira shuddered as an unbearable mixture of horror and deep sexual need again overwhelmed her. She could only stand there, panting and sweating, awaiting her fate.

"Do you want me?" echoed in the dark room as Elvira felt the claw dip, neatly slicing open the top of her nightgown.

With a loud whimper she felt her nightie drop to the floor. She now stood voluptuously, wetly naked before the demon!

"Do you want me?"

Elvira bit her lower lip, feeling tears start down her cheeks. Shaking her head silently, she saw the wand flare again.

She clearly saw her hands wrapped around the jutting, huge cock now drooling on her belly! She had not wished this! She had not ordered her hands to clutch that monstrous, hot, throbbing piece of meat! She didn't even remember reaching out to clutch it! No matter what she thought, her traitorous body clutched desperately the demonic cock before her.

"Do you want me?"

"Please!" she begged for mercy.

There would be none.

"You do not have to beg, Elvira. If you want me, just assume the position!"

Shaking her head, she cried out a futile, pitiful "No!". But she was already turning. An irresistible force, almost physical, had seized her. And she could not stop it!

Once she had her back to the chuckling demon, this inhuman force compelled her to bend at the waist until her hands were flat on the floor.

With now her magnificent, big, broad butt sticking up into the demon's face! Without orders, Elvira spread her feet apart, a good yard apart, and her bulging buns spread open in unwanted invitation to demonic penetration.

As the succubus spread her floppy labia apart with its fist sized glans, swiping up and down her twat while watching her pussy juice trickle down the inside of her thighs, it chuckled, "Do you want me?"

"Yes," Elvira finally gasped, the absolute bliss of sexual contact between human pussy and demonic cockhead sending what was left of her consciousness into a delirium of unnatural lust and need. Then she howled as inhuman penetration followed.

"MMMM!" Ash said contentedly, watching the monstrously wide cock shaft extend out of Elvira's stretched taut pussy. "Nice and tight! I'd forgotten how nice and snug human pussy was! Now you enjoy, bitch! Forsure!"

And the howling renewed.

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