No!

You don’t entirely trust Angel. You also hope to have a greater fate than that of a creature of pure LUST.

“I’ll have to pass, Angel.”

“Suit yourself. It’s a far better fate than the one which hunts for you.”

She turns, wiggles her ass sexily, then spreads her wings and bursts through The Coffeeshop’s front window. As she flies off, you wonder what she meant.

You walk deeper into the downtown. Occasionally you see some grotesque looking demon doing some petty evil. You smile at them and they give you wide berth.

Virtually every building lays in ruin. Every now and then you see some human crying in despair or running away from some beautiful monstrosity.

You hear the sound of evil laughter. You see your true sire turn the corner. You come face to face with her.

She smiles at you showing fangs. “Hello my daughter, I am Baphomet your true mother.” Her black flesh shines. “You’ve done very well, as I knew you would. The powers I shared have enabled you to do such great things.”

She looks at the city then back at you with admiration. You don’t resist as she bends down and pulls you into a scorching kiss. She rubs her crotch. A three foot phallus grows out.

“Now, I think it’s time I got to know you carnally.”

She makes a motion and tears off you what little clothing you have left. You want her, but you fear your stepmom’s warning.

She pushes into you. Her attentions feel wonderful. You’ve never felt so...full. She begins to push in and out of you. With each thrust she taps your cervix, giving you such pleasurable pain.

“Now daughter, I think it’s time for me to reclaim the powers you borrowed.”

You feel a pull. It is pulling away your powers. But, you realize your powers have become intertwined with your black soul. She is going to kill you.

You look around in desperation.

She thrusts into you and then tries to rip out your soul again. You barely hold onto it.

Above you you see a small antenna or cell tower break off and begin to fall. You are to weak to move it. However, you can direct it. You nudge it your way. And, you nudge it again.

As she thrusts into you, you lean back. The fourteen foot antenna hits her squarely in the breasts. It literally goes right through her chest crashing into the ground beneath her.

The pulling and thrusting stops. Still her cock is in you and she lives.

You try to take your powers back. They are intertwined with Baphomet’s. You pull much of your power back, and something foreign. You realize it is her demonic essence. You give another pull. More power, more of her essence comes. You continue pulling even harder. Each pull gets easier. You rip with all your might. The entirety of her powers and demonic energy flow into you. In front of you, your true sire disintegrates.

You feel odd, powerful. You grab the antenna and toss it aside like it weighs nothing.

You are naked, still human, and weaponless in a city of demons. You smile. You are strangely unworried.

You wonder where to go next...