Checking up on loved ones.

Sitting back in her office chair at ‘Little Devil Escorts’, Susan Storm, or Susan Horn as she called herself to anyone at the front desk, went over the client requests for the day. She had decided to add the incubi to the roster now that they showed they were properly acclimated to society and civilization, thanks again to Doctor Strange for magically giving them an education with the snap of a finger. Not wanting to admit it, but her fifteen incubi had managed to double Susan’s profits once she put them out to market as it were. The front desk was getting just as many calls from thirsty women as much as men wanting to have a night or two with her female escorts. Sitting back with a sigh, a thought still gnawed away at her.

The only secret she kept from Reed was she didn’t feel he was ready to know that the six incubi who had chatted with her husband, arm wrestled Ben and played poker with her brother Johnny during the tour were her own sons. A by-product of Kor trying to turn her into some feral avatar of carnality. But whether it was because of Doctor Strange or because they were HER children, they certainly did not act like their father.

In between satisfying clients, they hung out at the soup kitchen, serving food to the homeless or fixed up the escort service back home with any maintenance or repairs. Tapping a blue pen to her pursed lip, it suddenly dawned on her that the escort service was not just a sanctuary for her friends and the others anymore, it had become a home for them. With their own rooms on the upper floors, and a pool and rec center at the bottom, the building was essentially an apartment building more than a business… An apartment building populated with draenei that fed off sex.

“Hmm, I should address that sooner or later…”

Getting up from her chair, Susan stepped out into the lobby of her business wearing a blue silk business suit and matching heels. There she had one or two people at the lounger drinking coffee while her secretary of the day answered calls and wrote appointments. “So, Henry, tell me what our status is.” She asked Janet’s son at the front desk. In his human form he was tall and handsome, sharing in her mother’s short cropped black hair and with a scruff of hair on his chin that she found alluring.

“Well everyone has been assigned clients for today my Mistress… Except for Felicia and Mary Jane.” Answered the man in a deep masculine voice that made Susan smile despite herself. Far too often than not she found herself leering at Janet and Jen’s sons, sometimes even her own… Steeling her loins every time they spoke or were close by.

“Oh?”

“Yeah, seems they wanted the day off so they could come clean with… Peter Parker was it?”

“Oh! I wonder how that’s going?”

*

Meanwhile at the Parker residence…

“YOUR BOTH DEMONS?!” Cried out Peter, pressing himself against the wall with shock and scurrying up the wall to huddle to the corner of the ceiling. Completely taking by surprise with the revelation by his wife.

Both Mary Jane Parker and Felicia Hardy stood in the middle of the living room, having taken their draenei forms in front of the man after confessing their current nature. Now they felt like they should have kept this a secret still. “It’s not as bad as you might think Tiger.” Explained MJ, hugging herself tightly as she looked up at her panicking husband, wearing a cropped sweater and unbuttoned jeans while her long tail flicking behind her. “I’ve done a lot of good since I’ve turned into this.”

“Yeah Spider, its not so bad.” Felicia too worried as she watched the man jump down to the floor and paced back and forth, a cold sweat on his forehead as his mind raced.

“What am I going to do? My wife and friend are both demons, succubi…”

“Actually, we’re calling ourselves Draenei now.” Pipped in Felicia but the frightened look Peter gave her silenced the blue skinned demoness right on the spot.

“… What should I do? Call an exorcist, is Strange available? Do I need to bathe in holy water now?”

As the man fret and paced, MJ and Felicia turned their backs to whisper to each other. “I didn’t think it would be this bad, why was it so easy for Susan and Reed?”

“Well… Reed is a bit autistic…” Shrugged Felicia, looking over her shoulder to see Spiderman still going into a panic over the news. “Maybe we should calm him down before he hurts himself.”

“Petey? I know this is overwhelming, but I just want you to know that, this DOES come with some benefits.”

“Benefits?! What’s the benefit of knowing your wife is a soul devouring she-demon that seducing men for their life force?”

“Yeah… Maybe we should have kept THAT a secret too.” Murmured Felicia to MJ, the other demoness rolling her eyes. Eventually she felt enough was enough and approached her husband, cupping his chin in her hands and pulling him into a deep kiss that silenced and stunned him on the spot. Blinking rapidly from the passionate kiss, Peter felt MJ separate from him so he could look into her softly glowing golden eyes. “Did your spider sense tingle?”

“Uhm… No?” Slowly turned around, Peter found himself kissing Felicia, the blue skinned woman letting her tongue explore his mouth and sigh into the kiss before separating herself. “And me?”

“No.”

“Well then, that settles it, we’re not a danger to you, aren’t we?” Cooed Mary Jane, draping her hands over her husband’s shoulder while Felicia took the other, affectionately peppering his chin with kisses. “We just wanted to make you happy Peter, let us do that.”

“H-how?”

Giving each other a knowing look, Mary Jane and Felicia took either of the man’s hands and led him into the bedroom, where MJ kicked it closed with her cloven foot. For the next half hour the echoes of moans and cries of passion filled the bedroom and bled out into the rest of the apartment, even leading the neighbours to hit the walls to tell them to keep it down, despite the fact they only grew louder.

Reaching a crescendo, it finally ended when Mary Jane screamed “JACKPOT!!!!!!!!” In orgasm, causing someone to finally knock on their front door loudly to make them stop.

*

“Well… All luck to them, lets hope he’s forgiving, that man’s gone through a lot!” She smiled, shaking her head at the trials those three are going to go through.

“Mh hmm… Oh! By the way, Jennifer didn’t come in today, or yesterday for that matter.”

“Really? Have you been calling her apartment?”

Shaking his head, Henry shrugged. “I’ve called twice, and the line keeps coming up dead.”

“Well keep at it, I’m going to go check up on her, lets just hope it isn’t something serious.” Getting her coat, Susan storm walked out of the lobby to her business and went down the elevator to the ground level. Once outside, she called a taxi, planning on going to the home of her friend to get some answers.