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Chapter 65 by gorel29 gorel29

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Susan wins!

She had been deceived. Why didn’t she see it earlier? Why did she ever believe she could trust her worst aspects made flesh? Pinned against the cruel, salacious woman, Susan moaned as her lover thrust hard and rough into her from behind, her hands pulled back to keep her from escaping, while her chest was mashed against the chain pierced chest of her evil twin being given the same treatment and enjoying it all. All around her she could see the damage Malice had wrought; her friends and family had all been corrupted by now, returned to the red skinned, spiteful creatures they were when this nightmare first started half a year ago...

Turning her head to look around herself, Susan felt like breaking into tears at the sight of her friends and loved ones, all of whom were now red skinned and twisted. Poisoned by Malice’s evil like an infection and laughing at how she was being used and raped by one of her incubi, completely under the thrall of the woman pressed up against her. Mary Jane and Felicia pointed back at her, laughing as the incubus slapped her rear harshly and made Susan cry out. “Oooh, too much for you Suzie? Don’t like it rough?” Snickered Janet, her eyes wild with a cruel smirk while she rode an incubus on the floor, practically drooling through her fanged teeth watching Susan suffer. “Awww… Fluzie Suzie having a rough time? SLAP HER AGAIN!”

Feeling the same hand strike her rear harder along with his tempo increasing, Susan gasped from the treatment and whimpered when Jen leaned back and laughed harder.

“Oh, I LOVE that look in your eyes.” Hissed Malice, her smile threatening to split her face. “I bet your tears taste delicious…”

“Save some for us mistress…” Purred Cleo, while the others watched on with amusement as their former mistress suffered. Urg swooned at the prospect. “Yes, share, share her pain with us…”

“Oh? You want suffering? How about this?” Closing her eyes, Malice’s smirk grew cold when she used her essence between her and Susan. Confused, Susan gasped in between thrusts when she looked down to find their navels begin to swell and bloat, rapidly growing round and heavy with child while Malice sped up their development. “How’s this for suffering? Knowing you are going to give birth to a whole new generation of rapists and psychopaths that will scour this city and drain it of all the life force it has to offer, ALL in MY name!”

Gasping and moaning, Susan cried out when the incubus fucking her from behind tensed up and erupted into her pussy, making her squirm before he pulled out and was replaced by another, never giving her a chance to recover from her strangled orgasm before she was on the precipice of another. She was winning, chipping away at her will and mental strength while her belly grew and pressed up against the red skinned succubus in front of her. The woman groaned as she felt her hips broaden and her womb demand more room to grow while her breasts grew heavier, filling with mother’s milk that dripped out of her pierced nipples, making the succubus laugh in Susan’s face at the pain, knowing full well her blue skinned double was going through the same thing.

By now the two looked full term with twins and still swelled, obviously carrying a litter each after fucking for so long with so many lovers in their competition. Susan panted as what little of her resolve was chipping away, looking back at Malice with tired fluttering eyes. “Wont… Let you… Win…”

“I’ve… Won already… Bitch!” Crying out in pain before breaking out into laughter, Malice felt her chain grow tight on her flesh as her belly swelled to its peak and her water broke, followed by Susan’s. Finally let go and tumbling to the floor after her legs gave out, Susan clutched at her middle as the contractions cut through her, moaning out loud and crying as she was forced into labour. Malice did the same, her cruel laughter still filling the halls along with her minions mocking Susan in her throes of pain. “Maybe… Hnnnngh!... Maybe I’ll keep you around… Treat you… huff… Treat you like my… BREEDING bitch for all… All eternity!”

Gritting her fanged teeth, Susan groaned, clutching at her stomach as the first of her litter was born, crying out as it was quickly replaced by another waiting to be born. Then another, and another, she was being used, broken, humiliated in front of the people she cared about by this demon wearing her face. Catching her breath, Susan gasped when she felt a hand around her neck and forced to turn and face the woman laying on the ground next to her. Malice glared back at her, ignoring the cries of the trio of infants crying between her legs to sneer into the face of Susan, to see her suffering by her hand. “I want you to say it! I beat you! I won! SAY MY NAME!”

Glaring into the eyes of her evil twin, Susan did the only thing she could think of. Raising her hand quickly, she pointed a finger between the evil woman’s eyes. Tracing it down her nose, to her sneering fanged lip, down her chin and neck all the way to the space between her perfects breasts to pluck at something within.

*

Meanwhile in Hell…

Mephisto sat at his throne, sighing as the temperatures rose and fumed over the hellish landscape. His plans had worked; Malice had restored order to the fields of pain, misery and lust. Leaning back in his throne, the demon lord sipped at a boiling cup of tea in his hands, before his eyes bugged out wide and he spat out his drink.

“AAAAAAAARRRRRRGH! WHAT THE FUCK?!!!!!!” Throwing up hard and collapsing forward to tumble down the steps of his throne and go into twitching convulsions on the floor, Mephisto clutched at his chest like he was having a heart attack!

*

All around her the entire halls were screaming! The coven of succubae and incubi crying out and staggering to the ground as their connection to Malice was severed, each and every one of the demons arched their backs or reared back in shock as the red in their skin bled out into sky blue. The evil being pulled out of them and back into Malice, who out of all of them screamed the loudest as her root of evil was pulled out of her heart. With the others she had done this to, their roots were small, petty, based on personal desires or vices. But the 5-foot-long oozing python Susan pulled out of the succubus showed just how evil Malice truly was. Struggling with the dripping serpent of evil in her arms, Susan fought with the thrashing thing coiling around her arms and snapping back at her like a cobra before she tightened her grip and snapped its neck.

The moment she did, the root of evil dried up and turned to dust, pooling into a pile of dirt between her and Malice. Looking over to her twin, she found her eyes blank, her face in a permanent state of shock as she laid stunned and silent on her back staring up at the ceiling. Her skin now a bright sky blue along with her and the others stirring out of the experience and looking around as if lost and confused.

“Owww… What the fuck happened?!” Asked Jen out loud, scratching her head and looking around. Everyone had woken out of it like it was a bad dream, holding each other close apologetically after their sudden behaviour. Slowly getting up and stirring awake, the four Malice had brought with her looked around with confusion and looked down at themselves in shock.

“What the hell am I wearing?!” Called out Henrietta, gasping as she closed the trench coat she wore and practically nothing else, tugging on her coat tightly and turning a bright shade of sky blue in her cheeks trying to cover herself. “Who ARE you people?”

“Holy Crow, I’m hung!” Guffawed the incubus that used to be Reckinbawls, realising he was practically naked and finding something cover himself.

“Daddy?” Moaned Sherry confused, pulling off the leather mask by the zipper behind her head to let loose her full head of platinum hair and shake her head to let her locks loose. “Where am I?”

“Hi everyone…” Swooned Susan, bundling up her newborns while one of her incubi scrambled to get a towel to wrap around her wings and shoulders. Nodding back to the male while she cradled one of her newborns to her full breasts to nurse from. Looking down to Malice, the woman was still on her back, her mind blank and still staring up at nothing. “This is gonna take some explaining…”

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