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Chapter 33 by Drakavius Drakavius

Does Moesha realize what's happening?

Slightly

Something is wrong, Moesha thought as she watched Jenna nestle her face between her legs. Jenna's hair was now a glossy raven mane, her eyes growing yellower and yellower and her pupils distorted into ellipses. Running a finger through the raven bangs Moesha pressed a thumb against the emerging horns.

Its right, you want this.

Moesha staggered, her knees feeling weak as the latest climax stormed her body silencing any objections with her resounding acceptance of the still growing pleasure. “YES!” She screamed out, actually hoping anyone else in the pool or gym areas heard her declare her delight.

Jenna felt her humanity peeling away, relishing the changes she could perceive as she pulled her serpent tongue from Moesha's snatch as the black woman staggered back. Smiling she delighted at a single thought. I'm not the only one.

Looking down at the man flesh she was exploiting she shook her head at the misogyny trying to cement itself in the foundation of the incubus forming beneath her. He served them, not the other way around. His simply mind oblivious to the almost fully formed succubus atop of him as he eagerly sought to cum before fucking the next girl, fulfilling his own shallow ego's needs.

Use that.

Jenna shivered in delight at the Idol's words impressing upon her.

“Is that all you got. A real man gives everything to cum in a dirty slut like me, never mind prove he can make two dirty sluts cum.” Jenna taunted with a malevolent grin, Moesha barely suppressing a laugh at Dave's expense.

Dave shook his head, he wasn't going to just let himself be bested by some slutty bitch. Rolling off the bench he crashed down on top of Jenna in a missionary position, Jenna giggling in delight at the rough maneuver, pinning down her chest Dave began humping into her as hard as he could, relishing the screams and gasps, and attempts she made to squirm in delight.

Not wanting to be left out Moesha moved in between them, parking her pussy down upon Jenna's waving tongue she gasped in delight, reaching around behind her to pull Dave's head down. “Eat.. my… ass… like a… real… man… WHO… knows… how TO… please a… woman.” Moesha gasped, moaned and screamed in delight, luring the misogynistic idiot into submitting to her frivolous whims.

As Dave dove down between her cheeks in a feeble first attempt at eating ass Moesha shrieked in delight, she had never had her ass eaten before, nor wanted it to be eaten. Her perverse whimsical request spawned more out of oppressing Dave than desiring pleasure.

Not that she minded the added pleasure.

Dave grunted deeply, immersed in the sole focus of not being bested, his mind unable to hear his soulful warnings as he wished to put everything he had into making these two women cum.

Jenna felt her first soul being taken. It was hers and Moesha's, relinquished to them by the perverted mind of their now dominated pet.

The Idol sensing this released its hold on him, letting him unload what partially corrupted cum he had into Jenna flooring her with a climax as she felt the warm corruption flow into her, teasing her of the even greater orgasm she had yet to achieve.

Withdrawing his cock Moesha found herself pulled down Jenna, Dave's cock resisting going limp as his mind and body ceded their will to making her and Jenna cum.

“No, no, No! I don't do AH… OH HELLL… DON'T STOP.” Moesha cried out as she felt Dave's cock press between her ass cheeks, clenching Jenna's tits in painful delight, Jenna pulled Moesha's face to hers to swap spit, Jenna smiling happily as her tongue found Moesha's elongating to match.

Arching backwards to scream in delight Moesha's now D cup breasts proudly displayed bright red nipples, contrasting her almond brown complexion.

Jenna fingered Moesha's clit watching as her ears pointed and fangs developed.

“YES! MORE!” Moesha exclaimed aloud, as Dave grunted with each pound of his cock into her ass.

Just let yourself go to me, and you can have it all.

The words danced calmly through Jenna and Moesha's minds, trampling what alarm was trying to flower out of existence as the two women locked their changing eyes on one another.

Do They Release Themselves To The Idol?

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