Carly's Home - Pt. 2

MEANWHILE...

"So... what did you want to show me?" Jenny asked.

"I... actually, I just wanted to talk real quick. About you? And us."

Jenny just watched Carly, expressionless.

"When I turned you, uh, how did it... feel?"

Jenny smirked. "It was the best feeling I'd ever felt before. Like a thousand orgasms at once."

"Oh no, I know exactly how it feels," Carly chuckled, "What I want to know is, how did you feel? Personally."

Jenny took on a look of confusion. "I mean, I guess I was... scared. But... no, I was angry. I was really angry. I remember being so mad that you'd done that to Amanda, and being so mad at myself too. I wasn't going to be strong enough to stop this from happening to me, or to her."

Jenny closed her eyes and shivered, and a smile crept onto her face. "If I could see those emotions in someone else, as I am now, it would be the hottest thing..."

"So, that's the thing, that's kinda what I was getting at. I think during the transformation, that emotion, that anger, maybe helped form what you became? It's not a bad thing, but... I do think we might need to focus on maybe, controlling it a bit?"

Jenny's smiled faded, and a grimace began to form.

"See, right there! That's what I mean. Look, don't get me wrong Jenny, you're hot as fuck, and the way you ravage your way through everyone now after your transformation is..." Carly took a small breath, "deeply exciting. But there are going to be times to come where hotheadedness and loss of control will either get us in trouble, or get us killed.

"You're powerful, babe, so powerful, and you will be so important when we figure where to go from here. But I need to know that I can trust you, and that you'll work for what's best for all of us, always. We're a team now, a sisterhood. If one of us fucks up, the rest of us are gonna pay for it."

Jenny wasn't looking at Carly, but she could tell she was listening. As Carly finished, she nodded shallow nods, and turned to face her.

"Yeah, okay. You're right. It's hard, but... I'll try, I will. I know I need to."

Carly smiled, the first warm, genuine smile she'd given since she became a demon.

"Come on, let's go inside. I'm sure those two have gotten into all sorts of mischief already."

Becca began to back away as that gorgeous naked girl started walking toward her. But the girl kept coming and then Becca hit a wall.

"I-I'm not... not into girls, so..."

"No? But you're so cute! You would look so good with us..."

Becca didn't really understand, but she knew she had to get out. Every alarm bell she had was ringing, but she was just so confused. Where was her sister? Why was she friends with these two? Why were they already naked? Was her sister a lesbian? And what is that damn smell?

Her head was foggy, and she almost felt like her movements were slowing down, but she moved quickly around a table, avoiding the grinning blonde, and tried to circle back to the door. She'd forgotten about the other one though. The impossibly curvy redhead was leaning back against the door, her hand roughly mauling her pussy. It took Becca a second to even notice the green slime leaking out of her cunt and tits, trails of it running down her stomach and thighs, but by the time she did, it was too late.

She heard the blonde come up behind her, and she whirled around, ready to throw punches, but the girl effortlessly grabbed her, spun her around, and pushed her down to her knees, right in front of the redhead's slime-covered crotch. The smell she had smelled before was potent here, and immediately, her mind numbed. The thought of resistance flitted through her head again, before that same head was pushed forcefully from behind, square onto the slimy pussy of the luscious girl in front of her.

The slime hit her tongue, and then pleasure hit her whole body. It was unreal. Becca was no virgin, but she'd only ever been with men. One man, actually. And only a handful of times. Never, in all her adventures with him, with her hands, with her toys, had she ever felt this good. Her brain reacted on autopilot, forcing out her tongue in a **** attempt to get more of the slime, more of this pleasure. And it worked. The feeling grew inside her, blossoming into the purest sexual bliss.

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Amanda groaned into Emily's mouth as her demon cunt was pleasured by Carly's sister. Emily had her hands on the back of Becca's head, her body pressed up against Amanda's, their tits rubbing together and causing all sorts of sensation. Emily's pussy was dripping slime into Becca's hair as she stood above her.

"I can remake her, Emily. Just for you. I can turn her into something that will satisfy you endlessly."

"Let's take her!" Emily giggled, parting her lips from Amanda's.

They moved Becca over to the couch. The girl was dazed, but not delirious, but she was moaning and groping for her tits and cunt. They began to undress her, and she put up no resistance. Emily and Amanda stood over their conquest, watching her writhe and moan. Emily's master erupted from her dripping pussy, causing the demon-girl to screech with unexpected glee. Both Amanda and Carly's sister saw this, Amanda gasping with delight, and Becca letting out a confused moan. The sight was horrifying, adding another layer of dread and despair to this whole hopeless nightmare, while the slime-induced euphoria sent a lecherous thrill coursing through her, begging her to take that writhing creature inside her.

"This transformation will take much of my power, it pushes the limits of my abilities. You must get her to agree. If she resists, I may not be able to turn her."

Emily looked down at Becca and leered.

"He wants you. If you let him in, he can make you feel like this, but even better, and all the time."

Becca didn't respond right away. Though the venom coursing through her was potent, the trait she shared with her sister that made her such a good fit for the power she now held was their strength of will.

"N-No, I can't... f-f-false promises, you're lying to me..."

"No lie, babe. It's just all sex, all the time. We fuck, and we breed. And we have powers! You should see the kind of shit your sister can do..."

The mention of her sister didn't even register with Becca. 'We fuck, and we breed' kept echoing in her head. It did sound good. But...

"I can't. My friends, my parents, I... I have a life. I can't give it up..."

Amanda knelt down. "Sweetie, you're not dying. This is evolution. You'll become the best possible version of yourself. We're smarter, stronger, and we feel good all the time. I have children that I love dearly, and sisters that I know have my back no matter what. Your sister is one of them, she started all this. She would be so happy to know you chose this, so proud of you."

The venom was very slowly wearing off, but it still had a tight grip on Becca. She knew, somewhere deep, that she needed to fight this. But the girl was making so much sense. It felt so good, and apparently, it could feel so much better. What a life it would be, to feel like this, to fuck like this all the time. And if her sister was like this, if she had started this... her sister... her poor sister... maybe Becca could help her...

Amanda could see the venom wearing off. "What's your name, sweetie?"

The girl turned her head, looking Amanda in the eyes.

"Becca," she said. She looked like she was about to cry.

"Here, Becca." She offered a nipple, the leaking tip of a large, perky tit. "To help you decide."

This was it. Both girls knew that if she accepted another dose, there's no way she could decline their offer. They were holding their breath. It's so much more fun when they agree.

Becca looked at her captors. Her tormentors. Her two luscious, curvy, beautiful tormentors. She gave two short, shallow nods.