Together-- and Shara knows where to start

“I’ve got to say, when I proposed we work together, I didn’t picture you taking the lead so soon.” Lilith said.

“How the fuck could I not?” Shara asked. “You’re just soooo obsessed with being a human. Gotta take a shower, get dressed, do makeup… Boring as Hell!”

As soon as Lilith had announced she was ‘ready’, Shara had practically pounced with an idea for the two’s little game. Now they were walking down the street in the dead of night, towards a destination Shara did not specify.

“It’s part of maintaining the disguise.” Lilith said, running her fingers through Emily’s brown hair. “The masquerade is the hottest part. They never see me coming.”

“Yeah, well, I think the hottest part is when they cum in me and I take their souls.” Shara retorted, in a tone of voice that her host body Sara would not use. “Anyway, if you wanna do this together, I’ve got a perfect start to really even the playing field.”

“You’ve always been so simple, Shara.”

At last the two reached their destination: a large, plantation-style house, made of brick with a white colonnade around its front door. Lilith recognized the Greek lettering as they walked towards the entrance. “Phi Delta?” She read aloud.

“This bitch’s sorority house.” Shara said, referring to the body whose voice she spoke in. “A place for the respectable girls of this college.” She opened the front door, and the two succubae walked in.

“Ah, so you want me to be a sorority girl too?” Lilith asked, looking around at the girls walking around, working on homework, or doing other idle tasks.

Shara kept walking; a bit more focused on their task. “Not just any sorority girl…” She stopped at the door to what appeared to be the lounge. Several women were in the area, but Lilith picked out who she meant immediately.

In the midst of a group of girls talking on a couch, she sat. Her petite body was barely covered by a red and black cheerleader’s uniform. Long blonde hair, typical to sorority girls, hung loose around her shoulders. She was well-proportioned and showed off plenty of skin.

“Oh, I see.” Lilith licked her—well, Emily’s—lips. She turned back to Shara, who was also watching the cheerleader across the way. “So this is what you meant by evening the playing field.”

Shara smirked, her eyes catching someone else entering the room. “No, this is what I meant.” She whispered.

Suddenly, a high voice rung out. “What the fuck, Cassie? You totally trashed the inside of the car!” Another girl, dressed in a loose top and yoga pants, walked up to the cheerleader.

“Relax sis, it’s just the inside!” Cassie the cheerleader replied. “I was gonna get it cleaned, like, tomorrow I guess.”

“You guess?” The other girl huffed. “Idiot.” As she turned to leave, Lilith understood.

“Oh fuck, twins?” The succubus gasped. “Remind me to never doubt you again.”

“Yup. Spoiled whores, both of them, at least that’s what Sara here’s memories say.” Shara pointed over to Cassie, who was posing and taking pictures of herself with her phone. “Apparently she’s dumb as rocks.”

Lilith looked back across the lounge and gave a perverted grin. “Well, I know who I want.” She said.