"Just Watch Me..."

“Just watch me.” The cocky, words inferred a sexual plea. Their consent freeing Barnie from the struggle not to watch as Oonagh stroked his cock, and Maeve finally manifested.

Oonagh cried out as she felt her tail cum, Maeve rigidly squirming as she orgasmed with the flood of warm corruptive cum seeping into her pussy. Her soul happily expelled as she embraced the path of descent she was on when the reception became the Idol’s hell on Earth.

Suddenly she felt strangely aware, fully feeling the influence of her new God all around her, its oppressive influence pure pleasure for the soulless minions that had embraced its allure. Releasing their soulful burdens in exchange for sinful obligations, and the quest of eternal pleasure.

Maeve’s suddenly clawed hands easily ripped her dress open, eyes gazing down at Barnie’s 8” mildly corrupted cock before locking with his eyes as her skin turned valentines red, nipples, lips and hair blackening.

“Cum on me!” Maeve moaned urgently, squirming as Oonagh’s tail pressed Maeve further towards her inaugural demonic orgasm. "Cum ALL over me... So my... Tramp... Sister... Can... Lick... IT!" Maeve moaned between staggering breaths.

Groping her suddenly swollen E cup breasts she couldn’t help but wildly grin in delight at Oonagh’s latest sultry words.

“Now there’s the slutty sister I’ve always secretly wished to have.” Oonagh’s voice broke for a soft moan. “Dirty and shameless enough to not care if we shouldn’t. Gluttonous enough to think we should.” With a bite of his ear Oonagh smiled as Barnie cried out, the succubi sister’s want granting him the freedom to feel his cum spray free across the lifelong friend pinned beneath him.

Something feral grew in power in his mind, watching as the innocent features of Maeve twisted into perfect wanton allure. Her horns, her pointed ears, and the mane of glossy ringlets fanned out around her head making him want to fuck them more than ever.

The idea that Oonagh had secretly wanted it all along fortifying the corrupt advance in his mind. Ideas racing of how many times she could have caught Maeve and himself when they experimented touching each other in high school.

How things could’ve progressed so much sooner had Oonagh even caught them that one time Maeve had convinced him to try sucking his cock so as to have a leg up on impressing a boy she was sort of seeing.

How often Maeve and he cheated her agreement with Oonagh.

Looking down he couldn’t dispute the allure as Maeve came from her sister fucking her again, Maeve’s tail entwined around it in debate between returning the fucking favour, or penetrating her own ass.

“Mmm... You should fuck Oonagh first, I think we owe her it for this gift.” Maeve moaned softly, half lidded green serpent eyes gazing up alluringly at Barnie as her clawed hands moisturized her stomach and chest with the white cum sprayed across her.

“Then again, it is your choice who to fuck first.” Oonagh whispered seductively in Barnie’s ear. "And how."