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Chapter 20 by Alias The Rat Alias The Rat

How do the plucky heroes of their own story do against you?

Not well.

"What the hell?" says Vicki, looking up at the Jennings' sudden turn, only to be immediately grappled by her brother. "Mick, no! NOOOOO!"

Jake turns suddenly at that, only for Maya to swiftly yank him off-balance and forcefully kiss him. Jake loses his grip on his cross, which Maya deftly kicks away into a corner. Kristen seems to realize what is going on here, and darts for the exit--right into the arms of Derek. Kyle and Warren stand up, looking around in shock. "Oh, fuck, oh, fuck!" says Warren. "They're... they're... fuck-demons!" As glamours fall, the pair realize just how much trouble they are in, with each responding in their own way. Warren rushes to a spot in the makeshift barricade that it is just conceivable he might be able to squeeze through only to be tackled by Jess on the way there. Kyle on the other hand makes a valiant attempt to rush Amanda and Robert, probably with some hare-brained idea of saving Megan.

Not that he even gets close, because you grab him in a headlock. "Have to respect the effort, tough guy," you note. "But you just aren't tough enough to be the hero here."

As all this goes on Kate Mars sits on her bed, looking frightened and miserable. But steeling herself, she rises, a cross in each hand, and begins to walk towards you all defiantly. "And the great dragon was cast out, that old serpent, called the Devil, and Satan, which deceiveth the whole world: he was cast out into the earth, and his angels were cast out with him!" she cries, in a nervous breaking attempt at a grand voice. There is power in her faith, and in her words, and in the crosses she wields--but it is a doubting power, a crumbling power. You all flinch as you see the crosses she bears, but you do not flee, and as the seven of you let out a mighty hiss at her, she whimpers, holds the crosses up over her face as if trying to make a shield of them, and then scuttles backwards into a corner, before curling into a ball. She still holds her crosses, and she mutters prayers under breath, but that is the end of her out and out defiance. You are left to consider the faith of Kate Mars, which is strong enough to hold you at bay for now, but not strong enough to save anyone else. Indeed, it likely hasn't saved her--she's managed to place herself in a spot where she will have to get through almost all of you to even have a chance at an escape.

You lick your lips. Defiling her will be fun.

As you hold the squirming Kyle, you glance over the rest of the group. Jess has pinned Warren to the ground and is forcing the slender young boy to lick her pussy, grinding her cunt against his face. Mick is eagerly tearing off his sister's clothes as she screams in protest. "Fuck no! You can't! It's fucking cashmere, Mick! Cashmere!" Derek is kissing an increasingly willing Kristen, while Maya has wrestled Jake to the ground before the pair, and is now slicing through his pants while feeding him her tainted black milk. And Amanda and Robert continue to **** and torment Megan, who they've stripped down to her bra and panties.

"Mmmm," says Amanda, fingering her sister's snatch. "You've got such a tight little cunny, Meg. Daddy's cock is going to feel so good in it."

"Mandy, Mandy, please," she whimpers, as her father tears off her bra and practically inhales a modest tit, laving it in his demonic spit.

"Don't be such a fucking grump," says Amanda, expertly tearing through Megan's panties with her claws. "Such a pretty, pretty pussy," notes the succubus, giving her sister's twat several long licks, then watching her shudder and whimper from them. "Like I said, this is going to feel good," husks Amanda, grabbing her father's demonic prick and tugging on it. "Daddy's dick is amazing in you! It made me the woman I am today!" She laughs cheerfully. "He deserves to be the one to take your demonic cherry, and if he takes your cherry cherry too, well, trust me, you'll have no reason to complain." She guides Robert's immense cock into Megan's cunt, and then begins to fondle her sister's breasts. "Everything's better when you let Lilith in, baby." Megan whimpers as her father gives a few practice pumps, and then begins to scream as he starts pounding into her. Amanda lets out a wicked snicker, and turns to you. "Hey, stud, care to toss me skater-boy? He and my sister have one of those kinda-sorta things, so I think it'd be cool to have him watch my father destroy her pussy."

You chuckle and throw Kyle at her, watching him stumble awkwardly to the ground. Amanda is on him in a second, easily pressing him into the floor with her demonic strength. "Hey, cutie," she says. "You wanna see your sweetie doing something neat?"

Kyle glances at her in sullen defiance. "Fuck you!"

"That's the idea, lover," she says, swooping in for a kiss.

Warren is by now eagerly eating Jess's snatch as she hurls obscene encouragement at him. "Oh, that's it, you little fucker. Eat that pussy! Go to town on it! Fuck, yes!" Her tail pats the boy's crotch. "Oooh, you've got a nice stiffie. I'm gonna love taking care of that. Mmmmmm...."

You chuckle and then leap onto a nearby bunk-bed to better take in the scene, and to keep an eye on Kate, who is huddled up nearby. You look over at Mick and Vicki. The muscular incubus has stripped his sister of everything but the tatters of her skirt, revealing a pretty decent pair of tits for an 18 year old, and is fucking her on her hands and knees.

"You wanna be a bitch, then you will be fucked like a bitch!" snarls Mick, as his oversized cock pumps in and out of his sister's cunt. "You understand that, Vicki!" he says slapping her ass for emphasis. "FUCKED! LIKE! A! BITCH!"

"Ohhh! Oh, fuck! Mmmmmmmm!" groans Vicki, her mouth wide open as the bitchy teen is left lost for words in what is perhaps the first time for awhile.

You cackle as you watch her debasement and then glance at Kate. "You and I have a date, beautiful," you say with a wink. She glances at you, waves one of her crosses around awkwardly, then looks away while returning to mumbling prayers.

Shall our young students graduate from their teachers' instructions?

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