Pissed and Holding a Cross

Tina looks down at you. The over at Gwen. She holds up the cross.

“Back off Demon.”

“Silly girl, I’m not a vampire.”

Gwen thrusts out her breasts and poses erotically.

You are immediately hard. Tina seems lost.

“Just drop the cross. I promise I’ll fuck you so well you’ll never want anyone else again.”

Tina wavers, then holds the cross up high.

“Fine, we’ll do this the hard way. Jack is mine. Come to me Jack.”

You stand up ready to go to her.

Tina touches your shoulder. “No Jack, that isn’t your Gwen. She touches you with the cross and you see a version of Gwen with horns, bat wings, cloven hooves, and a spaded tail. The image is gone a moment later.

Gwen smiles sweetly. “She’s wrong. I’m the very same Gwen, only better. You can’t even begin to imagine how good a fuck I am now.”

You waver unable to decide.

‘BOOM!’

The haunted house blows up sending you forward almost ten feet in the air. Blackness engulfs you.

The sound of sirens wakes you. You are lying next to Tina. You nudge her and she stirs. A second later she opens her eyes.

“Shit Jack, we need to get out of here.”

You debate staying, but she’s right. How are you going to explain you were in a Mexican standoff with your girlfriend who is now a demon.

The two of you stagger to your car. You hope Tina has a plan.

“So where to?”