She's Losing Herself

When Simone opened her eyes to find herself face to face with her corrupted reflection she felt her heart stop. Panic and terror tried to take hold of the proverbial reigns, trying to pull her to a halt as her soul used them to the fullest extent it could.

But anticipation, arousal and desire were pushing her forward with uncontrollable want. The added help of Roe stepping back to spread Simone’s ass cheeks and plunging her tail into the tight hole as the newly arrived Mona did the same to Simone’s pussy easily throwing her over the cusp into the Idol's oblivion.

Simone clung to Mona's shoulders moaning graphically as she fought the growing weakness in her knees. Mona’s chest pressed against her, as their lips doubled down in passion and drive.

She wanted this.

And then she could have whatever else she desired.

No worries about what her parents might think.

No concerns her friends might think she was a trashy whore out to steal their boyfriends.

Why would she, she could just fuck them all. She just needed to accept this.

To accept her... Mona.

Crying to the ceiling in climax she felt her insides grow warm with the twin cum loads from the phallus tipped tails grinding against each other within Simone.

But she wasn’t Simone, she couldn’t be. They both were Simone. Sia. Yes, she was Sia. And her twin Mona had come to liberate her.

As Sia's knees gave out she felt herself held up, pressed between the two bodies fucking into her as she swore she could feel her whole body changing. Streaks of silver stretched down along her straight dark brown hair, her tiny C cups swelled on her slender 5’2” figure. As Sia’s now double D's pressed against Mona’s she could feel a gratuitous pressure as her corrupting body generated its first milk.

Looking up into Mona’s face Sia smiled in evil delight at the round innocent looking features, her brown eyes starting to brighten with streaks of cerulean taking over.

Sia felt her growing muscle control over her body, a shudder of delight coursing through her as she clenched the phallus in her pussy tighter, eager to milk more of its essence free.

Her mind wandered in delight, thoughts of joining her dad and uncle on their next camping trip. She couldn’t wait for the chance to 69 with Mona as the two relations took turns spit roasting them.

She thought of her dear mother, sandwiched between Mona and herself as they introduced her to the wonders of double penetration….

A tail… Where was her tail?

Feeling another climax ravage her, Simone was more than ready to sink to the Idol’s depth taking her soul with it like a ship going down in a storm. Its occupants pulled down in its wake.

“FUCK ME HARDER!” Sia managed to cry out. “MAKE ME CUM!” Sia demanded to chuckled responses from her cohorts as they pulled themselves tighter together against Sia.

“I CAN FEEL IT!” Sia cried aloud, “OH CLARIE YOU LIED!” Screaming out as she edged along the proverbial release of her soul Sia gasped for breath, "ITS SO MUCH BETTER!"

Clarie screamed out in delight from beyond the door, feeling herself getting off at the idea of hearing Simone getting fucked in the sanctuary she had been denied. Dark thoughts delighted with the knowledge that those women who had cast her out to her new being would soon find their souls condemned alongside hers.

“CHANGE ME!” Sia pleaded Mona, envying the serpentine tongues reaching inhumanely far between the lips of Roe and Mona as they each glanced down at the changing woman between them.

“You are the change you wanted.” Roe moaned feeling her next explosive load growing in pleasure in her tail.

“Let’s do it Sia.” Mona gasped, eager to cement her new existence and independence. “Give it our soul.”

Their soul? Their immortal soul? The price’s dark edge excited and delighted Sia, while a slight trepidation swelled with her.

Simone had been raised in a proper Catholic household, though she didn’t really practice that faith she always hoped for the truth of eventual salvation and life everlasting.

“No… don’t stop…” Mona reluctantly whined. “We’re so close… Give up the soul... Please….” Mona’s last **** whine cried out in urgency and desire as Simone experienced a final moment of doubt.