Erica’s final move

“Say goodbye to those who knew me. Why was I a fool in school for cutting gym?” Skylar tenderly curled her last strand of hair in its curler. “This guys got the scared to ****! Hope he doesn’t see right through me.” She jumped to her feet. “Now I really wish that I knew how to swiiiiiiiiiim! Be a man!”

“Um Skylar… your agent is here.”

Skylar froze and curled her toes into her plush pink carpet. “Is he… excited for the road-trip idea?”

“He did not mention it.”

“Oh…” she gulped. “Okay, send him in.”

“Okay… I love you.”

“Love you too, Jellybean.”

Like a light switched off a man shaped section of Skylar’s room was filled with darkness. This darkness took off its hat. It was a man, or something in the shape of a man. A pale wraith, with a mouth perpetually sucking on lemons. “Morgan was spotted in the wild today.”

Skylar heart-thing pounded. This wasn’t about the road trip idea. “That’s good, now we know where she is.”

“They held a vote.”

“Ah geez.” This was it. As all powerful as she was in her realm, her agent had the authority to deal with her. She wandered to her bed and picked up her stuffy, a charming little kitty cat. She breathed in the musk of his old fur and kissed his head. “What we’re the results?”

“70% in your favor.”

“Oh.” She melted to the floor. Laughter exploded out of her. “I thought you were here to cancel me!”

“You know producers handle that personally.”

“Right…” it’d only happened once. She didn’t know that set the rules. She barely had time to appreciate that 70% that was a nice number, but the fact the producers held a poll at all was bad news.

“You’ll be on the next Episode of Hotel Talk.”

“Who’s the main guest?”

“Eloise Van Bloodmoon.”

“Karen.” She corrected him.

“The audience enjoyed seeing you two together again last time. We’re celebrating her 20th season for Portland.”

“Twenty mass produced, effortless seasons, good for her.”

“She’s never had a poll for her.”

Skylar glowered. “Is there anything else?”

“You’re on thin Ice Skylar. Don’t forget that hosts aren’t the only ones who can veto the results of a poll.”

——

“Teardrops on roses and horny sex kittens

Bright red ballgags and tight leather mittens

Brown horny latinas tied up with strings

These are a few of my favorite things!”

Erica felt fresh! Reborn! Good as new! She felt like a princess in a movie! She felt like the Nazis chasing Maria into the hills! Powerful! Stylish! Evil!

She applied another coat of black lipstick. Slowly she brought the stick to her lips. With a trembling hand she spreeeeeeead it and… “oooooooh.”

Maybe she’d taken Skylar’s advice…

Erica 20bp (-15)

Upgrade!

Suck On This+: The little girls Oral fixation becomes obsession. She is actively anxious when not sucking on something. Sucking or licking something provides her with pleasure.

And

Suck on This++: obsession becomes addiction. The little girl will get ill if she doesn’t suck on something for over an hour. The mouth and tongue now provide more sexual stimulation for her than any other mode of pleasure.

Now she could get off be being his good little cocksucker! How yummy! He’d love it. She planned on being attached to his dick like a god damn lamprey from now on.

Mmmm just thinking about it was making her girly mouth drool. She wanted her paci so much, but she didn’t want to ruin her lipstick…

“One more coat.”

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“Daddy!” Erica sprinted across the room, and jumped into Satan’s arms. Six weeks ago she declared she’d be the one to kill him. Now she was his faithful daughter… how wretched.

There was no hate, no hint of malice. Her legs were wrapped his waist. His hands were on her butt holding her up. Her face was buried in his shoulder and she was crying. She missed him.., or missed something. She had a deep sense of loss in her soul, and she didn’t know why. She loved only him, cared for only him. Why was she so hurt?

“What’s the matter baby?” He asked, squeezing her as as he walked with her to the bedroom.

“Helen jumped to first place! If she wins then we’ll never be married! I want to be your wife daddy, I want it so bad!”

He smirked, and swayed with her. “It’s just thirty points right? And we have a long night together.”

“You… you think I can earn that many?”

“You’ll at least try won’t you?”

Erica beamed. “Yes! Yes daddy of course!”

“Good.” He looked into her eyes, and decided to try a power he’d only just gained. “I love you little girl.”

She threw her head back and cried out in pleasure. He held on tight or else she would have squirmed free. She huff and panted, and finally head butted him in the chest. “Damn Boudica! She ruined it.”

Satan laughed and threw her on the bed. “No cummies for you tonight. It’s all about me.” He looked over to her stuffed animal on the mantel. “Unless you want to buy one of those dog cocks, and strap it to Slutty Erica, I’d be happy to fuck you with her.”

Erica giggled and began to rip and shred the clothing from her body. “You’re so vulgar daddy!”

He began to shed his own clothing but he was not feral like his child. He was the master and these animals lusted for him. He calmly disrobed. “I’m a tad blowjobbed out with you little girl.” She whined, but her upgrade! “And Stan has already claimed your ass.”

She giggled. “Uncle Stan treated it soooooo sweetly though daddy.”

“I’ll just have to find a few creative ways to break your pussy in to get those points.”

“Yessssss.” She hissed, black wings unfurling from her back. Angel wings, dyed Erica black. “My pussy is yours, yours yours.” She ripped her panties aside and clinked her finger’s against a metallic invader. She looked down and saw her leaking cunt firmly jailed in a chastity belt. “Fuuuuck!”

The devil chuckled, bemused by her situation. “Cleo!” He called. “Who was that?”

“Olympias!” Cleopatra called from the living room. Two more coming your way, just a heads up.”

“Two more? What does…” he turned around and saw Erica’s arms were wrapped in a straight jacket, and her mouth was clogged with a gag, upon which she was happily sucking. “Oh, never mind.” He stood over her with a sideways smile. “Sorry little girl, looks like you’re in time out.” She had no holes left for him, and no hands either. He hooked a thumb over his shoulder. “Sweet dreams, imma go fuck Cleo.”

“Mmmm mmmm!” Erica whined and wriggled miserably. She scooted closer to him, and pressed her feet against his crotch.

He chuckled. “Oh that’s just sad,” sad or not she was his little girl and once she hit him with the puppy dog eyes he was defenseless. “Oh alright.”

He peeled her socks off, and grabbed a bottle of lube.

Erica squealed happily, and sucked on her gag as he drizzled her feet with oil. Soon her pale feet and legs were shining with the stuff and she gamely began slipping his dick between her feet.

Was it pussy?

No.

But the devil was the doorway through which all perversions must flow. The erotic possibilities of feet were well known to him, but more importantly she was just so pathetic and **** for any attention from him how could he deny her this?

She let her work herself into a state. Her slippery feet jerked, and rubbed over his dick until she was red faced and panting. When her abs couldn’t keep the position any longer, he grabbed an ankle and pulled her toes into his mouth. She yelped excitedly at the manhandling. He grabbed his slippery cock and jerked himself off the rest of the way. his tongue ran between her toes, causing her to giggle and squirm. At times he would bite her , on the heel or bridge, and this would produce a pleased moan.

When he was ready, he mounted the young woman. Sitting in his chest her jerked himself in front of her face. She swooned powerlessly face to face with his red and swelling peckers. It convulsed in his hand and took her by surprise when is spurted onto her face.

She gnawed on her gag, **** for a taste of daddy’s cum.

Best Foot Forward +3

Paint Me! +2

Erica 124 (+5)

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“Erica!” Molly ambushed her friend as she came down from the master suite. “Are you okay? Marie was telling me that…”

She was cut off by Erica kissing her and pressing her to the wall. “I’m super great, Molls to the wall. How are you doing?”

“Oh…” She blushed. “Oh um… we just haven’t talked since… you turned white

“Is that a deal breaker? You’re not racist are you?” Erica was beaming.

“What? Are you okay, did he do something to you up there?”

“You mean besides fuck me like a needy baby slut? No not much!”

Molly’s eyes went wide. “He… you… what?”

Erica giggled and inhaled deeply. “Oh your dirty lezzy cunt liked that image huh?”

Molly wriggled away. “Erica you’re being gross. You sound like GODDESS.”

Erica laughed, and hooked her arms under Molly’s to hug her. “I’ve been thinking a lot about that night too. Like when I was getting fucked up the ass by my uncle, Mr. Nice Guy. Then you come along and put a binky in my mouth. Then you just… watch a masturbate. Why’d you do that Molly?”

Molly squirmed. “That club was controlling me.”

Erica inhaled again. “Your mouth tells lies, but your cunny knows the truth…” she kissed Molly on the cheek. “That’s why I think cunts like us should only communicate with our lower lips. I can smell the hot stank of lust on you Molly. What’s got you horned up huh?” She gripped the girls breasts. “You can say it, I’ve got no shame left.”

“Did you… last night…” Molly let out a sob. “Did you have your pacifier in while…”

“While daddy turned his little girl’s pussy inside out? Yes I did. Do you like that?”

“I…”

“Ah-ah.” Erica husked. “Lying lips.” She slipped her fingers into Molly’s soccer shorts. “Me, sucking on my paci while daddy Fucks me… yeah… yeah you like it. You perv.”

“Were…. Were you wearing a diaper?”

Erica couldn’t help but laugh in her face. Tears in her eyes. It was a cruel laugh of pure contempt.“No! Ha ha, no baby I wasn’t. But for you, next time, I will, if that’s what gets you wet.”

Molly just whimpered and let Erica slide her fingers along her gash.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? You’re not even in the game and this hotel fucked you up.”

“It’s the guy.” Molly tried to explain how she’d come to obsess over her friend becoming a paci sucking slut… how she’d turn spying on her own father and his fuck buddy into a nightly routine. “Your guy…”

“Call him my Daddy, it’ll make you wetter.”

“Your daddy did this to me.” Erica was right… that was fun to say. “He came to me one day and… stole my mind.”

Erica growled like a mountain cat. “Aww he made you into my toy! Isn’t that sweet of him? What else does he want… what you want is what he wants, diapers, did he tell you diapers?”

“I… i…. Don’t remember.”

“That’s okay!” Erica spun her around. “Molly this is so great. All this time I was leaving you alone because you were so sweet to me when I thought I was human. But now I see you’re a perverted predator now too!” She hugged Molly and swung her about. “Best friends forever!” She began to glow indigo blue, and Molly felt an energy filling her body.

“What was that?” Molly cried. Her mouth felt weird.

“We’re binky besties now!” Erica giggled, and put her pacifier in her own mouth. “We gotta get you one, hehe or you’ll start going through withdrawal soon.

“I…I have one…” Molly reached into her pocket. She pulled out a blue and pink pacifier, the very one she’d given to Erica at the club.

“Mmmm.” Erica sniffed it like it was a fresh cookie. “Smells like cunt. Perfect for a dirty Pervy lez like you.” She leaned in conspiritorally. “I dipped mine in daddy’s cum.”

Molly did know what to do so Erica pressed the pacifier in place, and like a dildo sliding home Molly welcomed it inside with a moan. She was shocked by how good it felt. Better than sex. Her eyes were wide and they met Erica who just nodded knowingly.

Her breathing became rapid. Every suck, or movement of her tongue caused her to moan and swoon. She stumbled back against the wall her knees weak. She pulled the pacifier out of her mouth gasping and flustered. “What did you do?” It felt like she was talking with her pussy her lips were throbbing with pleasure and gobs of spit were dripping from her mouth.

“You know I seem like such a strong willed dom, but this show has made me a weak willed slob. If you’d told me to stop molesting you once, maybe twice I would have done it. But you wanted this.” Erica grabbed Molly by the wrist.

“Where are we going?”

“The play room!” Erica giggled and sprinted. “I have this super lame breakfast, but I can be late.” She found the door and flung it open. It was a sex dungeon, chains, whips, dildos, lubes. Slaves too of course. The four beauties of China, and Empress Wu. Shi the only human among them now, if the obese purple demon even counted for that much. “Hey girls long time no see. This is my girlfriend Molly.”

“Hurt us Molly!” Begged a blindfolded Diaochan.

“We were bad maids for Master! We deserve eternal punishment!” Yang moaned out her agreement.

“Ugh!” Molly stumbled back she remembered them… they used to be so pretty… now they were these latex… things… Molly sucked on her thumb, she could feel herself relax, and get even wetter.

“I don’t think she’s there yet.” Erica went over to the former empress Wu, now blonde bimbo blow up doll, and picked her up. “We’re just a couple of little girls, here to play with their doll.”

“Wu is fucky toy!” The plastic toy squeaked. “Good for boys and girls!”

“Y…you have to help them.” Molly gasped, fraying at the edges.

“Help them get off.” Erica smirked. “Come on Molly this is our first date. Let’s have fun!”

Molly pulled her thumb free. “I…I wanted to play soccer!”

“Soccer?” Erica dropped Wu who hit the ground like a feather. “Like we’re a couple of kids?”

“We’re in high school Erica! Or at least I am. This is… this is crazy!”she backed out of the room. “I’m sorry, I know it’s not you… but… but I can’t do this!” She sprinted off, as far from Erica as she could get.

“Whatever…”