Priya Finds Herself More Alone

Priya, her reflection, and Raylene all found their attention drawn to Bindy as she began to scream out in orgasmic delight. As she spasmed and stiffened on the counter her juices sprayed out from her pussy, her tail with a flick splattering her ejaculating cum toward the trio who barely paused for a moment of disgust.

With a soft moan Bindy looked to the trio with half lidded eyes.

Watching Bindy bask in her after glow the trio finally noticed the now strong scent of sex. Priya shook off desirous thoughts that trickled through her mind, dismissing the pleasurable warm spots growing on her body where her reflection had been splattered by some of the tails splatter.

Scooping some splatter from her mostly exposed body Priya’s reflection was stuck considering the decision whether to lick it from her finger or not. She tried to dismiss emergent sexual thoughts, giving cut eye to the demon she knew was exerting an influence even now while inert.

Raylene however had drifted her attention through the mirrors into the real world. She cried out refusal, decline and rejected what she was seeing. All of it muted by her presence in this realm that was not her own. Looking upwards as she crumpled to the floor her eyes grew even wider with fear.

When the shoulder straps for her dress ripped free she clung it to her chest. As it became ever more shredded she mutely cried out her refusal, all as Priya watched her utter silence unable to understand or perceive what was happening to the black woman.

Priya asked what was wrong, or at least tried to. Gesturing for her reflection to answer her as they simply stood there shaking their head before looking past a panting Bindy out into the world. The real world, where she was able to make out some of what was going on in the world beyond.

Bindy simply smiled at the trio, delighting in the panic on Priya’s face, the morbid acceptance and knowing stare from Priya’s reflection.

And the writhering Raylene, squirming, grinding and bucking as her tongue didn’t just loll out. But licked upwards.

“Perhaps you should have listened to us.” Bindy moaned spreading her legs and slowly penetrating her tail back in as Priya’s reflection's eyes glanced towards her for just a moment.

“You had your chance, your choice.”

The words stirred new sensations in Priya’s reflection, her mind starting to wonder if she should have refused the demon's offer. They could’ve been safe, they both could have gone on as separate entities with an eternity of pleasure and youth to enjoy. Together.

But she was too strong willed, too invested in not betraying her own insecurities.

Priya scrambled back from Raylene, it was now apparent to her what was happening to the woman on the floor.

The emerging horns, the shifting tone of skin colour, a tongue that snaked ever longer out of her mouth.

Priya wanted to be terrified, she backed away in shock, and denial. That this could be happening without one of those things so much as touching a person. But she felt herself growing wet, her body feeling warmer under the tattered clothes she clung to herself.

Priya thought about feeling up and down Raylene’s now golden skin, mouthing her now swollen and exposed silver dime bag nipples, dipping a finger up between her legs.

The thoughts aroused her, luring her with ideas of fingering this woman whom she had never even learned the name of. Wonders of how that tongue could feel in her pussy.

Yet all those thoughts terrified her. They weren’t her. She knew a hot woman when she saw one, but never had she experienced such craven desire, want, and perverse thoughts of one.

Glancing up to her reflection Priya marveled for a moment at her own beauty, a question of just what she looked like being fucked crossing her mind, as she noticed the change in the ceiling.

Glancing up she looked through the window into the real world that had formed as a mirrored ceiling to her lack of awareness.

Beholding the true cause of what blighted Raylene.