She Hasn't Given Her Soul Up...

“No… not… yet…” Katie panted, her body trapped on the cusp of orgasm as her stubborn will held onto her tattered soul by mere tendrils.

“WHY!?” Heather exclaimed breathing heavily and rolling on to all fours glaring at her sister.

She could see the shift of bone beneath the skin of Katie’s back, wings in waiting to manifest with the fall of her soul. At the top of her ass the tail bone was now slightly extended, and her temples had slightly curved protuberances.

Luke stood up, looking over the crowd of the room, his heavy feet treading steadily off, his mind thinking about one particular woman he enjoyed seeing on the dance floor.

“To… show… you..” Katie gasped after swallowing deeply, flopping on her back as she basked in the savage pounding she had just endured, loving the feel of seed slowly dribbling out between her legs. “Show I’d fuck him… without being… a soulless…. Demon…”

Looking over to where Katie pointed Heather smiled excitedly, proud of how her sister was more fully accepting the corruption, even if it was in defiance of joining the Idol.

“Back off big boy, go have fun.” Heather instructed waving to Luke in needless dismissal.

Getting up, Heather admired the changes so far across Katie’s body. “I suggest you hurry, or you’ll be the only one shedding their soul in style.” Heather alluringly suggested, Katie’s corrupted mind heeding the Idol’s influence as she eagerly staggered over to where the transformed Delaney sisters sandwiched Barnie. Her step uneven, her body aching at the inhuman fucking it had barely changed enough to endure.

“Barnie! I need that fuckstick!” Katie’s voice was crude, insistent, and confident. She wasn’t asking, she wasn’t commanding, her words were weighted with need. ****, needy and demanding.

Something about seeing Katie and her demand tugged on remnant morality, inhibition, and soulful self-preservation.

Oonagh moaned long and softly at the idea, still stroking Barnie while looking smilingly to her sister. “We wouldn’t want to come between siblings.” She remarked to Maeve, Maeve licking and biting a lip as she felt herself growing excited by the proximity of such a heavily weighted soul and its desire to pull another down with it into the abyss.

Barnie felt a strange inner turmoil, suddenly foreign feeling resistance tried to take shape within him. Some part of him, hazy and distant like a long-forgotten memory welcomed the interference, while on the surface he felt fear at the resurgent morality.

His stalled response didn’t go unheeded, Katie crawling in atop Maeve, dangling her D cup breast in the succubuses face while arching her back and grinding her ass up along Barnie’s cock.

“Do you want it in her pussy, or her ass?” Oonagh inquired seductively, her clawed hand teasingly positioning the head of his cock to pass across the wet slit, and between the toned rounded ass cheeks.

What’s happened to Katie? It has to be Katie? Her skin, her hair, why does she have spots? Barnie’s mind was growing in rationality and resistance to the worldly pleasures he had been all too willing to accept until Katie had come along.

Groaning in surprise Barnie finally felt himself aware once more of just where and what he was, his internal turmoil displaced as Oonagh held his cock steady and true, Katie moaning softly as she impaled herself onto it.

“Your sister is such a dirty slut.” Oonagh admired, her voice strongly alluring with its promise.

“So full of promise, she insisted on fucking you before shedding her own soul.” Heather stated with the command and allure of a dominatrix as she strutted up and looked over the incestuous foursome. “Now do me a favour Barn, fuck the virtue out of her. She wants to earn her wings and tail.”

The idea pulled forcefully on Barnie’s corruption, slowly driving him to match the slow sensual rock of Katie sliding along his cock, his thrust slowly adding ****, pleasure, and drive to their rut. The feel of the push and pull on his cock pushing aside the resurgent morality, the thoughts and feelings seeming to make little sense in the midst of the crowd of hedonistic lust filled sex that occupied the ballroom.

Part of him questioned what had become of Heather, Oonagh, Maeve. It questioned what could become of him if he should be just enjoying himself.

“CUM IN MY ASS BARN! SHOW HEATHER WHAT A SLUT I CAN BE!” Katie’s words re-awoke the unhindered sexual drive Barnie had been embracing, the curves of her body, the way her face looked back at him over his shoulders. The feel of her ass as it seemed to milk his cock with each mutual thrust.

His hands soon gripped Katie’s smooth, perfect handhold hips to accelerate the impact of their thrusts even harder, turning to kiss and feel Oonagh’s tongue dance into his mouth between words of perverse encouragement, and nibbling kisses. Her clawed hands teasingly scratch across his chest, the red marks of their passing dispersing to redden the skin around the scratches.

Maeve meanwhile entwined her tail with Oonagh’s, their phallic tail worming into Katie’s pussy together throwing the champion level slut into climax, throwing her head back to look up at Heather as her back arced jutting her now Double D breasts forward making Maeve’s acts of playing with them more visible.

Barnie’s torso toned out, newly developed muscle going into full immediate use helping thrust into his skank sister’s ass as he accelerated her rocking back with the firm now clawed pull of his hands on her hips.

Barnie wasn’t sure if it was real, his mind hearing a chorus of the three succubi chanting for him to cum in Katie, to finish her, to finish him.

Katie was absolutely incoherent in her pleasure, her now long nimble forked tongue waving chaotically as she stubbornly held onto her soul, her depraved mind ravaged with growing arousal as she felt the swelling cock of her soon to be incubus brother in her ass, her pussy warm and full with the corruptive essence of the Delaney sisters.

Katie’s eyes looked manically at Heather, she couldn’t help but grin madly, the feel of her horns pressing through her temples causing her to urge herself further on. “CUM IN ME BARN!” Katie struggled to cry out, “CUM ON ME!” As Katie’s voice cried out incoherently as Barnie instinctively fucked harder into Katie, overwhelmed by the sensation of it all.

“Give it to her... Cum in that skanky ass sister of yours. Then fuck every one of us.” Oonagh encourage with sultry whispers in Barnie’s pointing ear as he grunted and groaned harder and harder on the cusp of cumming yet strangely restrained from.

“I’M NOT GIVING IT UP!” Katie screamed in frustration as she felt a strange new pleasurable sensation in her shoulders and the top of her ass, she could feel it. Her soul whittling ever thinner in her grip with each thrust of her brother’s cock. “NOT ‘TIL HE CUMS FIRST!” Katie seemed to argue into the ether, the Idol’s influence deeply entrenched in her mind, as her mostly incoherent pleasure became muffled by Heather’s tail.

An opportunity to graphically suck it before her brother, trying to give him more ideas of how he might yet enjoy her.

“Do it for all of us... You don’t know how hot it makes us to see a man cum, to fill my sister. To see a brother lay his sister. His mother even.” Shifting around and pulling Barnie to her tit, Oonagh cried out in euphoria at the hungry pull on her corruption filled breasts.

Barnie’s skin was now sunburned red, his hair pitch black while strangely matte. He grunted in strange arousal as his sex-crazed mind tried to make sense of the added sensation of Oonagh’s hand, fingers teasing his ass, while strangely almost seeming to stroke his tail bone, his own tail starting to develop.

“FUCKING TAKE IT KATE!” Barnie screamed out in frustration, going stiff and shivering slightly as his soul was cut clean from his mortal coil. The latest victim of ill-defined intents, a pleasured groan the first signs of life after a moment as Barnie felt his cum unload into Katie’s ass. Black wings and tail stretching forth.

Katie meanwhile screamed in utter rapture, eagerly releasing her soul as she felt the infernal cum from her brother, his cock pulsing larger as his soul's release ripped through her adding to the orgasmic release of the last restraint on her infernal nature.

Cum dribbled from her lips as Heather pulled her tail free, content to have personally seen her siblings join her for eternity before seeing to other guests.