A Council Meeting

“What the fuck?”

“What the hell?”

Two questions echoed throughout the vast, empty, foggy whatever the two were standing in at the same time. The last thing Ryan remembered was lying down in bed. It took him a couple of moments to remember but piece-by-piece he was able to remember what happened during the course of the last 24 hours. Having sex with the random woman he met in the park and her boyfriend, then the dean of his college, followed by a nun where he was watched by an apparent voyeuristic priest, and finally he became his sister’s lover and mother’s master. As he stood in whatever he was standing in, a sudden breeze kicked up and he found himself staring at a somewhat familiar face. Though she now looked a bit more sinister, powerful, and intimidating than he remembered. And her skin was purple now. That was different too.

Ryan and Morginia recognized one another fairly quickly. Once she realized what was going on she smiled with a joy that caused pain in her jaw. She smirked at the pain realizing the size of cocks she could take without issue and how big a smile needed to be to make that happen. While Ryan didn’t seem to know where they were, she believed that she had pieced some of it together. The ‘fog’ that surrounded them had been part of her less than 24 hours ago. As she took a moment to bask in the vast amounts of pure lustful energy that surrounded her, she felt an odd mix of elation and sadness. The demonic lust energy floating around them should normally be trying to find its way to and into the most perverted, powerful, and horny creature around. And she did feel it trying to go back home into her. Knowing that she couldn’t allow it in is why she was upset. Her joy was caused by the realization that the energy’s attempts to enter her were rather weak and half-hearted, as if it had already begun to find a new home. Which could only mean one thing. She walked up to Ryan and placed her hands on his cheeks and smiled, “My, you must have been one hell of a dirty boy.” She gave him a passionate kiss that lasted for over a minute before letting him go.

Ryan gave her a dopey, confident smile as he shrugged his shoulders. “I guess. And I can’t say I’m upset to have this dream again.”

He began to reach up and grab the succubus’ waist when she stepped away with a perplexed look on her face. “Wait, wait, wait, wait. Dream?! You think what we did last night was a dream? She closed her eyes and concentrated on the energies around them for a second and a half-smile on her lips formed, “You were a virgin too nervous to buy the most wanton and easy of hookers before yesterday. You fucked five people including your school’s principal, a guy that didn’t know he had homosexual desires, a nun, your mom, and your sister! You didn’t think at any point that everything might be a bit weird? Or unusual? That you or the people around you had been acting a bit off?!” The succubus seemed legitimately angry and upset at being dismissed as a dream but she showed no sign of **** so all Ryan could do was scratch the back of his neck out of embarrassment, blush, and try to defend himself as best he could.

“Well, I mean, I always thought that all of this was bullshit. The demons and angels, and gods and devils. Heaven and Hell always seemed like fantasy. And then today once I woke up, once I started moving around, well my head was kind of in the clouds...” to emphasize his point he twirled his hand around where they were standing and all the purple fog that floated about them. “Especially early on I was barely even aware of myself and I felt like a tiny worm on a big fucking hook. I was kind of being pulled around by my own instincts and doing what felt natural. Does that makes any sense?”

She looked around and Morginia had to acknowledge it actually made perfect sense. None of her kind, as far as she was aware of had poured their own essence into a human before, let alone nearly 300 years worth of stored up passion. The idea that the human might take some time to adapt and realize what was going on made perfect sense. In fact the fact that she had somehow been summoned into his soul and they were now able to talk as he dreamed was a total surprise to her and something she had never even considered as a possibility. And as she felt some of her lost energy trying to come back to her it caused another thought and she tried to channel the little bit she had regained from her day of constant fucking in Hell. With a little bit of focus she was able to actually release some of her energy and watch as it joined in the swirling mists that already surrounded them. At which point she began laughing. Hardcore, intense, almost evil sounding laughter that actually caused the woman to fall to a knee from the shear delight she had just achieved. Apparently she had released so much of herself into Ryan that their souls were now linked. Which means in theory she might be able to return here while he slept and refill a little bit of his power or take it back as she saw fit. But she had no intention of doing the latter. The idea that she could actually offer council and advice rather than leaving the boy to drift on the wind and hopefully get lucky was an amazing development.

Now that they actually had time to talk she felt it might be worth explaining a few things and alleviate that confused look he was giving her. “Actually. that makes more sense than you could imagine. Helping others awaken their hidden sexual perversions is one of the most natural things that lust demons do and the fact that you called doing that 'what felt natural' fills me with pleasures even I haven’t experienced before. But a lot of your human lore gets a lot of this wrong so let me fill in some deets for you.”

She remained nude and descended to the floor cross-legged and waved her arm inviting Ryan to do the same. He did and let her continue. “As you can see, demons are real. So are angels. Heaven and Hell are actual places but gods and devils are total fantasy. The best way I can describe it,” she did her best to scroll though the information she was able to capture during their fucking the previous night, trying to come up with the best analogies, “think of your realm, Heaven, and Hell, as alternative plains of reality. The best way I can think to compare the situation as it is, at least that you might be able to grasp, is to compare it to 17th Century Europe.”

Ryan squinted his eyes hoping that this wouldn’t go over his head since he didn’t know jack shit about that era aside from it being The Renaissance. Morginia just continued, “Heaven is like England, Hell is like the rest of Europe, and your world is like those newly discovered continents in the Western Hemisphere. So full of life, and land, and delicious resources that outside forces desperately want to seize and control.”

Ryan sat and thought for a few seconds and thought he understood part of it. “If I remember right Denmark, Portugal, Spain, France, you know all the countries with any power at all all tried to colonize, settle, steal from, enslave, and do whatever they wanted to the new world. Fought with each other and England with England kind of coming out on top. Is that what you’re trying to say?”

“Precisely.”

Ryan thought for a few seconds, “But England wasn’t much better than the rest of Europe. With how self-righteous and arrogant they were it often made them the worst of the bunch though.”

With a shake of her head and a smile Morginia continued, “I repeat, precisely. We in Hell do get human media as knowing what's going on can help us manipulate our way into your world. We do see how Hell and Heaven are portrayed sometimes. The Seven Deadly Sins thing with lust, envy, wrath, gluttony, sloth, greed, and pride is kind of real. And the groups tend to cluster. Horny demons that want to fuck tend to spend their time around other horny demons with all the kinks. Lazy, slothful demons tend to hang around together where they don’t need to worry about other, loud and noisy demons making noises and waking them from their naps. Gluttons want to just have one big feast and party that never stops. Makes sense right?”

Ryan nodded. People with similar interests coming together seemed like a universally sensible thing. “Do you know what the rest of us call the regions of Hell that tend to be controlled by the prouder demons? We call them Heaven's Outlet Stores. Because the angels of Heaven and the prideful demons of Hell are no fucking different. They’re playing the same game and feeding off of your spiritual energy just as we do. Heaven just has a better reputation, is better at thought control, and has less in-fighting. We just have a philosophy that emphasizes freedom while theirs is about order. As a result they're able to unify and work towards a common goal while we tend more towards chaos and self-interest. One realm of Hell cutting off another's chances for growth all the damn time.”

Jessica closed her eyes and began channeling herself into the mist until she found what she was looking for. “The people you mated with earlier, you haven’t delved deep enough into your new self yet but you have actually established a connection to their minds. They all asleep now and you can see what they are dreaming of. Take the man that you fucked for instance, I bet while you were with him you felt a compulsion. Something to do that you couldn’t resist. What was it?”

Ryan thought back and his cock began to stir as he remembered, “I teased him. I wanted to encourage his wife to suck cock so I had the two of them in a 69 with him on top. I then snuck up behind him and slowly began sawing myself along the cheeks of his ass. A butt job I think they call it. A couple of times I held his cheeks apart and slowed down and acted like I was going to stick it into him but didn’t.”

Morginia smiled, “And he's sleeping right now. Want to see what he’s dreaming of?”

“Breast implants, dyed blond hair, a pink bow in their hair, the name Todd forgotten. They’ll go by he or she or man or woman or bitch or cunt. Whatever name or gender their user wants, they’ll gladly accept so long as the result is a cock in the ass with warm cum leaking out after. And the person is a perfect example of what I mean by the realms of Hell fighting against one another. The reason they were never able to accept or even consider this life was pride. Todd had spent his entire life trying to be cool and in charge. He wanted to be the alpha that everyone looked up to because his friends told him that’s what men were supposed to want. You were able to use your insight to look into his soul and see that what wasn’t what he really wanted. You found his hidden needs and turned the dial on them up to 11.

Just like you did with his girlfriend. She had the makings of a cock-sucking champion but never tried because her wannabe-alpha boyfriend was trying to be the alpha. He refused to perform oral sex on her because he saw it as too submissive so out of bitterness and spite, she never even tried. Now you can see what she’s dreaming of now that you encouraged her to try a little oral sex for the first time.

On her knees of the floor of a dirty truckstop men’s room. Cum leaking down her body from the blowjobs she’s given before, a cock in her mouth now, and her only regret is that she only has one mouth so the dick waiting behind her has to wait. Whether it's the 18 year old that stopped in to use the toilet when taking college tours with his parents or a 65 year old, 400 pound truck driver it doesn't matter. As long as they have a cock to suck and balls to empty, she will give them what they want.”

Morginia moved her hands around and the image she showed morphed again. This time showing Dean Power who looked absolutely nothing like the woman who’s pussy he had eaten earlier in the day.

She was self-conscious about her extra pounds. She had a little bit of a sweet tooth and felt she didn’t exercise as much as she thought she should. Because of that and the pudgy body she developed, she restrained herself. Just a little bit of gluttony and sloth and it stopped her from embracing her inner lust. But here in her fantasies she is in a staff meeting accept now, she feels free to take charge and sit on a staff of her own. Are you beginning to see what I mean about how the forces of Hell kind of hold each other back? How the infighting kind of allows a united enemy to take charge?”

Ryan nodded and Morginia continued. “The nun, you helped her uncover a fetish and she had been tricked to turn away from herself. There was no **** of Hell that held her back, she was tricked by the forces of Heaven. She is every bit a nymphomaniac and a slut deep down, you helped that rise to the surface. She now dreams of being in the basement of the church, surrounded by all the 18 year old boys she teaches her abstinence classes to as they jerk off and spray her perfect skin with their seed. Until one of them points out her insides are probably clean too and they could use a little bit of filth and the gangbang fully commences.

The priest that caught the two of you avoided his deception fetish because keeping track of lies and making them up was too much work. Can you guess what that comes from?” Ryan saw where she was going fairly easy and nodded, “Sloth.”

“Exactly. Your sister had just turned 18 a month ago and hadn’t started exploring her desires and you simply guided her down a true path before other forces prevented her. And your mom isn’t really much into submission. She had an **** fetish that she had buried deep down and was totally unaware of. But with you bringing it to the surface, she is more than willing to play the **** girl role so long as it gets her what she wants.

So what I would like you to do is continue to do what you’ve been doing. As you embrace the energy I have given you and it intertwines with your own soul you should understand more deeply what we want to do. Do you understand?”

“I think so, just one thing. I had a smell. Like pheromones and stuff that seemed to be effecting people around me...”

Morginia nodded her head, “Yes, for lust demons our every bodily chemical is an aphrodisiac for your people. I made sure to smother you in it and I hope the results met with your approval.”

Ryan just nodded and smiled, “Yeah, problem is for my sister I took a shower. Will that like, eliminate the effects?”

That question made Morginia laugh out loud but when she saw the look on Ryan’s face she sighed, “It probably reduced it a little but remember a lot of the energy from our realm isn't quite the same. I mean we can literally feed off of you just being horny for fuck's sake. You can take a shower and wash your clothes and some of it will come out but that amount is limited. I think it’s comparable to a stain both on your body and clothing. You can keep washing those garments until they fray and break at which point they’ll probably still have a rather potent effect. Plus as you embrace the lustful energy swirling around you and bring more people to your side, your body will start producing its own aphrodisiacs effects similar to ours. So I wouldn’t worry too much about that.”

Ryan thought he heard something and looked into the mist away from Morginia, “Huh? What was that?” A couple seconds later he realized what it was. His sister had woken up and was now cuddling up to him and whispering sexual desires into his ear. She had woken him up and he had left behind Morginia as he was now back in his bedroom lying next to his sister.

It took him a little while to remember and take in what he had learned in his dream and as he put it together he leaned over and kissed Tabatha warmly. He suggested they both take a shower together and then figure some stuff out together, he had some planning to do.