Red Temptation

The way the two of them are looking at you, you know you aren’t leaving without lipstick. That thought makes it easy to rationalize giving in.

You look at Moon’s smiling face. You feel like you owe her. You take the tube of Sapphic Red. You touch it to your lips. It feels soothing. As you spread it on, you feel guilt fade away. In fact you are proud you helped Moon discover her sexuality.

You imagine yourself eating her pussy, and why not, you are after all totally into to girls.

Moon leans in and kisses you passionately. You are surprised by a new tongue stud. You wonder how that will feel on your clit and you know you’ll get a chance to find out.

Marsha laughs. “I never pegged you as a red girl, but damn you do look hot.”

“Wait until my tongue is defiling your sacred temple.”

“That does sound like fun and I’m up for a little girl on girl, but Malissa wants to see you. You can come too Moon.”

“Fine, but we get to double team you later.”

Marsha bites her lip and nods in assent.

You follow Marsha to the elevator and head to sixty nine. As you approach Malissa’s office, you feel oddly thirsty.

Her door is open and she grins at your group.

“Gracie, how wonderful to see you. I must admit I’m amazed by your willpower. Most humans would have been reduced to drooling addicts by the amount of milk you drank.”

Memories of drinking from her tits and letting her fuck you resurface in your mind. With your new orientation you want her far more.

“And of course it’s nice to see you, Moon. Now that the paranoid little nerd is gone, how about you pledge your soul to me and I’ll let you taste my slit?”

You watch as Moon walks to her. You barely hear her whisper.

“I pledge my myself to you body and soul.”

Malissa kisses her and you swear Moon’s eye glow an eerie red.

Marsha giggles. “Now we have even more in common, Moon.”

Moon turns toward you, an evil grin on her face.

Malissa focuses on you. Her curves are so perfect. Everything about her screams sex. You want her so badly your pussy aches.

“Come, Gracie, your resistance is at an end. It’s time you joined us.”

What she is saying barely registers. Moon beckons you forward and Marsha moves to block the door.

You could run. The problem is you don’t want to. You want Malissa and you no longer care what the price is.