Possession

Maximilian panted in exertion as he humped against the woman on all fours before him, her jiggling heart shaped ass bouncing enticingly in front of him. He'd lost count of how many loads he'd shot inside her and her friend, something keeping him erect far past the point he'd usually have stopped.

The dark haired harlot beneath him simply moaned and buried her face deeper into the crotch of the bombshell blonde in front of her, her skilled tongue lapping at the offered pussy, both women exalting in the throes of lust and pleasure as their infernal influence drove the middle-aged warlock to perform far beyond his mortal body could handle.

Everything in Maximilian's body screamed at him to stop, to rest for even the briefest moment, but every time his thrusting faltered his gaze would meet that of Clara, her eyes glowing with undeniable demonic power, and a surge of renewed vigour would consume him, burning away any thoughts of stopping.

“Mm...I think our toy is almost all burned out.” She purred stroking Josette's hair lovingly as the brunette's tongue slipped deeper into her hairless cunt than it seemed possible.

Josette smirked and clenched her pussy walls, forcing Maximilian to cum once more, the last of his seed flowing into her and triggering her own orgasm. “I think so too...is it time?” She moaned, the warlock's tired cock slipping from her cunt as she adjusted her position to kneel beside her sister in depravity.

“Master.” Clara purred to the darkness around them, “It is time. The vessel is ready.”

Vessel? Thought Maximilian, his mind sluggish and exhausted, though his next thoughts were disrupted as a deep voice emanated from what seemed like the shadows themselves.

“Very good my pets. You shall be well rewarded for your dutiful service.” It rumbled, followed by a sound like tearing cloth as a portal opened in the far corner.

Stepping through the portal, the eredar demon's burning green eyes fell upon the hapless middle-aged human slumped against the bed, dishevelled and covered in sweat. “Such a pathetic creature...” the demon sneered as he approached, “But suitable for my purpose.”

With that, the demon seemed to dissolve into smoke and engulf the warlock, the vaporous form of the demon invading his mouth and nose and filling his lungs, Maximilian's body fighting desperately and thrashing as the demon flowed into him before falling still as his soul was snuffed out like a candle.

For what felt like an hour the room was still, before the body on the bed jerked into life, the eyes opening to reveal the same burning green orbs of the demon which quickly faded to the pale watery eyes of the warlock. The voice that issued forth however was unmistakable, the tone making the two corrupted women on the bed shiver in pleasure.

The demon stood up from the bed and approached a nearby mirror. “Good...this body will serve much better as a disguise than a simple illusion spell.” He smirked and turned to Clara and Josette. “Now sluts. Time for your reward.” He growled as his cock surged to life once more.