"Consent is sexy and important!"

“Good morning, Kitty.”

“Guh.”

“How are you?”

“Long weekend… still sleepy… go away… wait, what are you doing here?” Kitty’s eyes pop open. It’s Monday morning. Her memories of Hell are thankfully fading, as memories of Hell do on the mortal plane. You and Meg are standing at the end of her bed, smiling. “Gah! Get out of my room!”

“Kitty, you hate Sitri, right?”

“I don’t hate him, I just… why is he here?” Kitty, dressed in just her panties, pulls the sheets up to her chin and scowls at you over the top of them. “Wait, am I still in Hell? If I’m still in Hell, I swear to God…”

“You’re not still in Hell. Although we do stuff like that to people all the time, so fair question. Meg thought,” you explain, grabbing the sheet and tugging it down, forcing Kitty to cling to it so you don’t bare her breasts, “that after a long weekend in Hell, you could use something to calm you down.”

“Like… like what?”

“You don’t have to be polite,” says Meg. “I know how much you hate my cool new boyfriend.”

“I just… gah! Yes! I hate him! He’s the worst! He smiles all the time! He acts like he’s so important, like he knows something we all don’t!”

“I do.”

“See! He’s doing it right now! And he’s always showing off how smart he is! And those fancy cocktails he buys are stupid!”

“They’re called martinis, Kitty.”

“Who the hell drinks martinis? I’ve never seen anyone actually drink a martini! And his shoes are too expensive! And he has a great body, but I’ve never seen him work out! And he likes soccer better than basketball, which is just stupid, because people score way more points in basketball! And… and… and he STRIPPED me NAKED in a BOWLING ALLEY and made me CUM and everybody LAUGHED and I HATE IT! I HATE HIM! SITRI SUCKS!”

“Tell us how you really feel,” says Meg, as you whip the sheet away, leaving Kitty’s pert skater-girl body in just her red-striped boyshorts quivering on the bed. “Anyway, I thought it would be funny to watch you get fucked hard by a guy you really hate.”

“...what?”

“Who’s that frat guy you don’t like? I don’t remember his name. We can go hunt him down, I guess, but Sitri’s so hot and he’s right here.”

“...but… but… Meg!”

“Yes, Kitty?”

“He’s your boyfriend!”

“So what?” says Meg, as your clothes dissolve into smoke, revealing your washboard abs and generally well-muscled demonic body. Your cock’s rock hard, twitching playfully as you climb onto the bed. “I have this great demon boyfriend who fulfills all my sexual fantasies. I might as well share him around.”

“Plus, I really want to fuck you,” you add, grabbing Kitty by the ankle and pulling her in towards you. All her kicking and squealing does nothing to save her as you grab hold of her panties and start yanking them down her thighs. “You’re really cute, and you hate me, which I find hilarious. Anyway, you don’t get to say no.”

“But… but consent is sexy and important!”

“Yes, in the real world it’s absolutely vital to get enthusiastic consent and use a safeword,” you say, looking directly at the camera. “But this is a sexual fantasy, and anything goes! Anyway, something something demon magic blah blah blah. Now, Kitty, prepare yourself to be fucked hard.”

“Eeek! No! I don’t want to be fucked I don’t want to be fucked!”

“Good! Hahaha!” You pin her down with one arm, holding her wrists, your body on top of hers as she kicks and squeals. Your hand fondles her cute little tits, then slides lower, dipping between her legs to explore and part her soaking wet folds. Meg helpfully guides your cock deep into Kitty’s pussy, making her gasp and emit unprintable noises as you plunge deep inside her. You kiss her passionately, forcing her to respond as you thrust.

“Sitri, you bastard, you brute, you savage, you fucking, I…. AHH! MMMM! OOOOH! AAAAAAHHHHH!”

Kitty’s whole body convulses in orgasm, but you keep pounding away. You wring three more orgasms out of her trembling, sweaty body before you finally cum yourself, pumping hot demonic semen deep into her pulsing, clenching vagina as she writhes beneath you. You lie on top of each other for a while, both breathing hard, before you finally roll off her and leave her trembling on the bed.

“Sitri,” she says, after a long time.

“Yes, Kitty?”

“I…”

“Oh my god, you bitch! You fucked my boyfriend!” Meg grabs Kitty by the hair, hauls her off the bed, drags her across to the door, throws her out into the corridor naked, then slams and locks the door behind her. You hear the sound of laughter, girlish shrieking, and then a very frantic banging on the door. Meg throws herself on top of you, laughing so hard she can’t breathe as you take her in your arms and give her a long sloppy kiss.

She props herself up on her elbows and spends a long time staring deep into your eyes, smiling. You let your hands glide down her back, and grab her ass through her shorts. Your demon-powered cock is already back to maximum erectness.

“Ready to go again, boyfriend?”

“Guys!” Bang bang bang. “This isn’t funny! Let me in!”