Margosha is Thrust Into It

Margosha’s hesitation didn’t pause her long. As she stood over the pool Contemplating the evil she was answering the call off, she felt the hold of the clawed palm across the back of her head.

“Be reborn as one of its daughters.” The words were beckoned with devotion and finality as Margosha felt her head pressed forward with such **** her body flung after it.

Margosha felt herself try to scream, try to ****, and momentarily drown.

Margosha felt her body surge with unfathomable pleasure, her skin buzzing as her mind froze between fear and adulation.

And then the green slime seemed to give way to something more.

It was a Halloween night like so many others, Margosha and her friends were exiting the Regency Grande Theater after a horror movie triple bill of The Night of Demons films.

The conversation droned on incoherently until Margosha replied to some part of it. “But that’s the thing, you can’t prevent it taking hold of you. It doesn’t need to kill you, it just needs to grab hold of your darker feelings and impulses.” Margosha’s friends laughed.

"Make a wish or invite it in through actions." Gia teased spookily with a laugh before Margosha continued.

“Lois through her bullying others and playing with that sock puppet became a victim of that same behaviors when it became a snake. Or Abbie the innocent best friend, she literally succumbed to her own desires to be wanted just like the dude who kept wearing the devil mask.”

“Just like me.” Gia remarked, it was the old Gia. The one Margosha graduated high school with. With a smirk and a look to either side suddenly Gia had all her new facial piercings .

She gazed at everyone hungrily, breathing deep smelling their arousal, smiling broadly licking her lips as she reached out to grope the crotches of their two nearest male friends before dropping her jean jacket to the ground and pulling her black tank top down spilling pornstar like tits free as she dropped to her knees.

Margosha couldn’t explain it, as she simply watched with engrossment as Gia became circled by cocks as if performing a gangbang with Margosha in the place of her camera man.

Glancing around the street it seemed as if Gia wasn’t alone.

Gia could see a woman sitting back on the hood of a car, her loose flowing dress pulled up as she held a head to her pussy, head thrown back as a single hand unbuttoned the summer dress.

The street lights seemed to be shifting hue, away from their white street light hue to shades of red, blue, and purple as if some sort of night club lighting tech was taking control of the street.

As the lights shifted so did the actions of those caught within their influence.

One couple idly strolling down the street holding hands were suddenly thrown into an aggressive make out session of passion, with the girl being pinned up against the wall.

Two strangers crossing paths wrestled each other to the ground tearing each other’s clothing open in the throes of intense passion.

One recently parked car had a rear door thrown open as a passenger in the back got out and pulled open the driver’s door to join the woman up front in sucking the driver’s cock.

Her own act responded to by a car stopping in the street, a lone occupant getting out to feel the woman on her knees up from behind.

A groan drew Margosha’s attention back front and center from the assorted random couplings all around her.

Gia’s lips were tight around the head of a cock as its owner looked skyward, face clenched in focused pleasure as he quite clearly was being sucked dry of his climax.

As Gia released his cock with a giggle and resumed bouncing her lips amongst the other assorted cocks Margosha saw it.

The suddenly increased allure of Gia. The first cock to cum now ceasing in reverting to a flaccid state, it’s owner stroking it longer, before turning and walking back toward the theater ticket booth, where Margosha hadn’t noticed the female usher that had been taking garbage out now had a hand down her pants ogling the streets actions wantonly.

With each pleasure they become mine, with each pleasure they learn to be restrained from passion, pleasure, bliss less.

The words… No, they weren’t words it was more as if they were imprinted ideas right upon Margosha’s mind. As if thoughts of her own, but clearly foreign.

Gazing about she tried to make more sense of it. The woman on the car, Gia now recognized her. She was the mother of one of the star football players from highschool.

She was draped back on the hood, panting heavily, as if recovering from her experience as Gia watched the man rise up from beneath her dress.

Margosha gasped as she watched him maul a breast with his mouth, his hands busy holding one thigh as he positioned his cock and began fucking his own mother wildly there.

The car rocked with each thrust he made as his pants slowly slunk down off his magnificently toned ass.

The couple that had been idly strolling were now haphazardly dressed, the petite brunette’s legs hooked in the guys elbows as he fucked into her as she precariously tried to hold herself up on a window sill.

The two strangers were now relatively still, the raven haired girls almond skin the only thing she wore as she held the equally naked guy down by the throat slowly grinding atop his cock, moaning selfishly about his cock feeling like it was hitting just the right spot.

The odd foursome around the parked cars now had everyone out of the car, Gia struggling to remember the name of the red haired girl she was watching lick her mother’s pussy, or her father’s cock as they fucked on the hood of the car, the random stranger now fucking her from behind.

You can stop this, stop their pleasure, stop their desires being fulfilled. You can stop their happiness, and joy.

A new groan of climax drew Margosha back to watching Gia as the second guy to cum broke away stumbling out into the street looking around for any other individuals to join, soon noticing a woman caught out front of her shop by the street lights influence when locking up.

Gia now flaunted pointed ears again, she paused to strip fully, organizing the remain four guys to make the most use out of her slutty body.

Mews, and purrs of lewd encouragement spilled from her lips as her pussy descended on the one eager cock, then another pressed into her ass. And a third began making use of emergent sheep horns to skull fuck Gia.

Margosha watched on, stunned, sensing the escalating need to do something, to flee, to just turn away and stop this all.

But you’ve been given power… You aren’t like her, just eager and needy for your own pleasure.

No, you like to see people happy. You’re a genuine good person, who just wants to see everyone pleased. Make everyone pleased.

Margosha felt a dozen intimate memories flash before her eyes, attempts to make boyfriends happier, the strange pleasure and joy of other moments when she fulfilled their desires, or made them cum.

Do they look unhappy?

Margosha suddenly felt drawn to look as the football player cried skyward in orgasmic relief with his mother, who pulled his face to hers to kiss passionately in relief, in happiness as their bodies began to take on demonic traits.

The couple that had been idly strolling down the street, hands held not long ago were pressed up against the building, holding still in passion.

Margosha could sense they weren’t falling to the Idol like the others. They truly wanted each other as is, and they felt content knowing the Idol would assure fertility, in exchange for more of their rutting.

Where there had been two strangers, now only a succubus kneeled. Exploring the wonders of a body she never truly knew she wanted in the reflection of a storefront window.

Bee… That was her name Margosha realized. Bee was delighting in a new sense of sisterhood with her mother, as they kneeled together encouraging her father and the stranger to cum on them so as they could lick each other clean.

The flashes of Bee from earlier hammered home the Idol’s point, there was no regrets there, only pleasure, passion, and joy. Desires to be close, and spend even more time together.

Now would you deny any of them this?

The question made Margosha feel as if this was all more of an internal debate, as she looked down at Gia, sensing her friend, wanton, and pleading for Margosha to make her choice.