Laura's Body Betrays Her

Laura finally had a clear thought. Her mind clung to it desperately as her body continued its willing surrender to the pleasure cascading across it.

The demons had somehow gotten to her!

The thought thrilled part of her more, thoughts of the impossibly beautiful curves of those seductresses towering over her waiting to deliver a final blow to what little humanity someone like her may possess.

As she squirmed uncontrollably across the floor, trying to match the sensations flooding her body with her own efforts her clothes began to rip. As she convulsed in orgasm her eyes spied the hands moving across her.

She recognized their colours, but not their shapes. As she reach her head to gaze upon her exposing body she beheld her tattoo's new forms. Hands, lips, phallic shadows danced across her skin with the inks that had transformed her into a living tapestry.

As her body squirmed free of the tatters of her clothes the tattoo's had somehow shed they began once more to change shape. The Idol's corruption had begun to reach out of Amanda taking hold of just this one girls ink, she had shunned it, fled it, and worse still tried to betry its existence.

Soon the ink grew as it took the forms of the various souls already surrendered to the Idol. Like ancient glyphs the silhouettes took shape and moved in the manners of their final moments before demonhood took hold.

But that wasn't enough for their tortured soul, the Idol flooded her mind and body with the pleasures of all those individuals, it slowly cascading from her like water from the mountains into the Ocean during a storm.

Laura couldn't keep track of her surrounding, her state of being, she was beginning to slip into nothing more but a constant moment of soul shattering orgasm all corresponding at once upon her mortal mind.

Laura cried. She didn't know what for, why, or anything. She was lost in the tormented pleasures of those who hadn't refused the Idol, her soul slowly growing darker.

She could hear the Idol whisper to her in almost a consoling tone. Soon there will be more.