Chapter 53
by
Drakavius
What do they do to the frozen Raylene?
Sia and Mona Enjoy Raylene Together
Raylene's body remained frozen in place in the real world, locked by the absence of the conscious mind that gave it will and direction.
“You know, I always admired her beauty for her age.” Sia remarked as she and Mona circled their ouedevre under the parent like watch of Roe. Glancing to the washroom stalls as they heard the muffled masturbation of Kaya as she continued to hide from them.
Tilting her head to listen to the distressed sobs under the counter Mona smiled at Sia as the two delighted in feeling they were thinking the same thing.
Their tails snaked along Raylene’s stocking clad legs, brushing up under the dress and teasing the paralyzed woman’s privates, delighting as they each peeked Raylene gazing out upon herself from the mirror's realm.
With lightning fast swipes Sia and Mona precisely lashed out.
One shoulder strap slashed through the back with marring the skin underneath.
One shoulder strap slashed through the front.
The fabric defied gravity and the pressure of the flesh contained beneath, willed into remaining as Raylene clung it to her body in the realm of the rooms reflection.
Slashed down over a hip, through the hem creating a new leg slit.
As Raylene shifted one hand from her chest in the mirror to try and contain the split the second struck.
Raylene’s body moaned in quick, sharp pleasure as the clawed finger split the fabric through the high-end bra open, the claw seeming to do little more that flick the hardened pleasure starve nipple beneath as the garment lost containment on the decent sized breast it had contained.
Raylene’s quickly exposing chocolate milk brown skin finally rallied a physical response from her subconscious over her body, dropping to her knees, before toppling on her side as her subconscious indecisively resorted to a fetal position with its paralysis on whether to accept the affronts, flee them, or simply sit still until her more willful conscious mind attended the situation and picked a course of action.
But the fetal position wasn’t enough to put the newly minted demons on hold.
Raylene’s body moaned and groaned in passive delight, shreds of clothes being pulled free by exploring phallic tails, painting her skin in enticing euphoric precum.
“Mmm…ore… eesss…” The mumbled words were uttered with all the mumbled grace of a sleeping woman, her body slowly stretching out and rolling on to its back, Sia and Mona descending on their ethereal meal wetting their sexual appetites with the first roaming of their lips upon the brown woman as her well kept curly hair slowly spread as her head tossed with the submission of her subconscious mind.
Sia and Mona freed Raylene’s flesh from any remnant of clothing, suckling her nipples, fingering her pussy, and slowly, gently scratching across her skin all over.
Soon their claws left flaring surges of gold in their wake, as her pussy felt the warm penetration of Mona’s tail, and her tongue lapped at and reached for Sia's as it was teased in and out of sucking reach. Quickly the receding back to normal eroded in its response, silver nipples and gold skin tone advancing with the increasingly responsive body.
Tugging on developing antelope like horns Sia eagerly thought of two hands grasping them to ram a cock in and out of the slowly demonizing woman’s mouth.
Roe meanwhile circled her two sisters in damnation admiring their embrace of their prey as the body squirmed in pleasure moaning as if deeply immersed in a wet dream.
Glancing past Bindy, Roe couldn’t help but smile at Priya as she became aware of just what was being done to her fellow inmate in the mirror.
Gazing up through the spreading reflection forming on the ceiling from the mercury like pool that was accumulating in defiance of gravity Roe reached out a hand and gestured as if pulling with an amused grin.
Raylene spasmed in orgasm, her trapped soul slipping loose in submission to the pleasure inundating her entrapped body. Slowly the reflection aligned with its real world posture, before slowly unfurling and stretching out its new grown limbs, gazing wantonly towards its fellow occupants in the reflection.
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The Demonic Idol
sexual hell on earth
The demonic idol : a statue who slowly changes peoples into demon, succubi, hellhound and maybe more
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