The preacher's daughter.

Mary knew Tiffany could have communicated telepathically, but she didn't need to. The wicked evil grin on Tiffany's face could only mean one thing. She wanted Rachel. And, why not? Rachel was the preachers daughter, attractive, chaste, and hellbent on saving everyone's soul. She was head of the school's book club. Everyone knew the club was nothing more than a bible study and prayer group. She'd been trying to get Tiffany to join for weeks now.

Mary licked her lips at the thought of Rachel's sweet pussy. They needed to hurry. Rachel always arrived first, but the rest of the group would be along shortly after.

When they arrive, Rachel is the only one there. She is a petite girl, thin and unassuming, her clothes cover body from ankle to neck. A gold filigree cross which she received for her eighteenth birthday hangs from her neck. Strawberry blond hair tops off a face that despite a lack of makeup can only be described as cute. She is putting out cookies for the group.

Tiffany struts toward Rachel, her perfect buxom ass swinging back and forth. "Rachel, thank you so much for inviting me to join your group. I think I even talked Mary into joining with me. But, could we have a word with you in private first?"

Rachel fidgets uncomfortably, she seems to notice something is different about Tiffany. Truly in a matter of a couple of hours she has gone from shy and pleasantly plump to a sexual bombshell. Her plunging neckline shows plenty of cleavage from her now massive perfect tits. Her waist is trim. Her lips are a perfect blood red. Her voice hypnotically sexy.

"Did you do something to your hair Tiffany? You look so different."

Mary smiles Tiffany is rapidly filling the room with demonic pheromones. Tiffany purrs, "No, same old boring me. I just finally realized how much fun your group could be."

"I'm really happy you decided to join. I'm sure we can save your soul."

Mary stifles a laugh.

Tiffany smiles,"We still need to talk to Mary, in private, to convince her to join as well."

Ever the evangelist Rachel nods. "Sure I have a key to the storeroom."

The three girls enter the storeroom. Mary and Tiffany both begin exuding their dark influence.

"So, Mary what did you want to talk about? I'm sure our group can help." Manages Rachel.

"I really want to join, but lately I've been having impure thoughts."

"We all have impure thoughts, Mary. Tell me."

"I've been having impure thoughts about women. About licking their pussies until they scream in pleasure."

Tiffany puts her arm around Rachel and whispers, "I know you can help her Rachel." With her other hand she begins to massage Rachel's inner thigh.

With the room thick with pheromones, Rachel's eyes are blank, and her mouth is watering. She says, "Tell me more Mary. I'm sure we can purge your demons."

"Well Rachel I have this fantasy where a woman gets closer and closer to me." Mary saunters toward Rachel, oozing sexuality. "She kisses me, and I melt." Mary's lips are next to Rachel's. "Then, she begins licking my mons. She brings me to orgasm. Rachel makes a little oh noise, and Mary kisses her. Tiffany begins to massage Rachel's sex.

Rachel resists a little at first, making a halfhearted attempt to push away Mary. But, as Tiffany's hands begin to work their magic, she begins to kiss back. Tiffany's right hand continues to massage Rachel's sex, while her left has moved to Tiffany's right breast, sparking a trail of desire. Soon, Tiffany slides off Rachel's loose fitting pants and her granny panties and begins to lick. Mary lowers Rachel to the floor still kissing her as Tiffany's inhumanly long tongue begins to slither in and out of Rachel's sex.

Mary sits on Rachel's face commanding her, "Lick."

As Rachel is about to protest a drop of Mary's honey hits her lips. As she tastes it, she closes her eyes. Her tongue tentatively reaches out seeking more. As she finds it she begins licking. Soon she is eagerly probing Mary's slit looking for more.

Sheltered from Rachel's view Tiffany drops her glamour. She moves sliding, her tail into Rachel's pussy while licking her ass. Rachel pauses in between licks to moan in pleasure.

Mary whispers, "That's right just give up that worthless little soul of yours. You're going to be such a harlot."

"Please...no..."

"Oh, stop Rachel I know you want it. You want to cum. We can do this for hours. Besides, if you cum now, you can cum again."

Mary drops her glamour showing Rachel the gorgeous creature of darkness she is. And continues,"Cum, I promise you'll love it."

"Oh, Oh, OH!"

Rachel cums and Mary and Tiffany send her soul into the idol. The now soulless Rachel begins to lick Mary in ernst again. She watches in wonder as her tongue lengthens and probes ever deeper into Mary's pussy.

"That's it Rachel, you'll love it." Encourages Tiffany.

Soon the three are a writhing mass of sex tongues and tails stuffed into every oriface. Rachel is clearly one of them now, red skin, horns, hair as black as a moonless sky, and eyes slitted devoid of anything but lust. After the moans of numerous orgasms the demons begin to untangle.

Tiffany and Mary slide on their familiar glamours, both look like the porn stars. Rachel, however, has changed. Her body has gone from petite and modest to curvy, with massive tits. Where the old Rachel was demure the new Rachel oozes sex. Thigh high stiletto boots make her taller, more imposing. Fishnet stockings do little to hide her luscious legs. A leather mini skirt only just hides her bare sex. A leather corset with scary metal spikes crushes her now massive tits together showing amazing cleavage. Black shiny latex gloves cover her arms up to her elbows. Her hair once strawberry blond and barely shoulder length, is now long, lustrous, and black as pitch. Black lipstick and dark eyeshadow complete the goth look. Her golden filigree cross is still upon her neck only now attached to a black choker and inverted for all to see. Her eyes are filled with lust and predatory zeal.

Through their mind link Mary feels the new Rachel's thoughts. Gone is all the compassion, but not the desire to evangelize. She sees herself a pied-piper leading hundreds, thousands, to her new God, the demonic idol. She gives Tiffany a wink and an evil smile.