Their Souls are Sacrificed

“YES! ETERNALLY!” Amendeep declared, delighted at the simple request to fulfill as she spasmed and stiffened in orgasm as her soul was ripped free mid sentence. “Anything for…” Amendeep giggled as she soullessly recognized what she had done so foolishly. She hadn’t pledged herself to Aditi, or even Krishna. The Idol was something darker, deceptive, and more malevolent. Having easily claimed the former Hindu before she could pledge her soul to something unrelated to the weight she had been feeling on her soul.

Betty seeing Amendeep in the throws of an orgasm she couldn’t imagine paused pleasing herself off of Veronica. Smiling gently, she quietly mouthed the words, “I do.”

Eric kneeled down between Veronica’s legs, smacking his cock on her now almost fully formed udder. Watching as Veronica arched her back and squirmed in a pleasured response.

She could hear her mother’s voice echoing in her head. Preaching about temptations and the devil.

Each statement responded to by another from her mother about the importance of belonging, fitting in, and being on the front of trends.

Squeezing her new tits between her arms, and exploring the changes between her legs, Veronica came to realize her mistake. She had slipped, she had let them change her. She did it to fit in, to be popular, to be wanted. To belong.

And she didn’t want to apologize for it.

Launching to her feet she tackled Eric onto his back, grinding her wet slit across his cock her dark brown eyes glared at him manically. “DO IT!” Veronica demanded, feeling the warm grunt of Eric breath chuff from his bovine muzzle as his cock slowly pressed into her.

Veronica **** herself down on it, swearing it had swollen girthier since she’d sucked on it, and tit fucked it. But this was her affirmation, the slow pleasurable painful push to enveloped the engorged bull cock in herself. A literal example of her taking the Idol's corruption fully into herself.

Veronica could feel her milk flow, dribbling from both her tits and her udder as she pushed forward. Fully accepting whatever she had yet to manifest. Her Latin complexion finished growing paler, as her nipples grew brighter. Standing out atop her white teardrop breasts, a vibrant Barbie doll pink, while her now milk white skin was developing stylish black spots on her shoulders, along her sides, and on her flared hips.

Marking all the good handholds to have when fucking her.

Ivory horns parted her some how naturally still stylish hair on the crown of her head, as her tail flicked into being, slowly growing longer.

Moaning in achievement as she felt her udder slowly touch down and then pillow out as she bottomed out on the cock Veronica had but a single moment to embrace it.

Before screaming with all her delight. As her shattered soul was swept away into hell Veronica laughed giddily, setting to bounce atop her bull's cock as she gained the innate inherent knowledge and full use of her changed body.

Veronica knew what she was, a literal manifestation of what all humans were to her infernal god. They were mere cattle. Lowly animals too oblivious of their place in the world to realize they were denying themselves their core pleasures. Simple animalistic bliss.

Feeding Eric a tit, Veronica bellowed loudly, relishing the echo of her call off of the marble walls. As Betty crawled forward to make out with Eric Veronica pulled the longtime friend into a salacious kiss. Appreciating the woman in a whole new light, grateful for how she had changed and halted the ignorant escape they had attempted.

Veronica felt appreciation for the joys she figured pornstars with big fake titties enjoyed. She regretted ever deridingly commented on giant fake tits, now understanding just what such women desired. Something they needed to be given.

Pausing, with Eric fully sheathed within her, Veronica mooed long and hard. The sultry call making it clear the deep orgasmic pleasure she was feeling as she not just had someone cum in her without protection for the first time. But filled her full of corrupt demonic semen.

Pushing Betty to the ground, Veronica happily dragged her udders across her friends face before gracing Betty’s lips with her leaking pussy. Betty moaned happily as her tongue tunneled up hungrily for the delightful semen. She spasmed and squirmed as Veronica’s tail teased her, Amendeep crawling up and silencing Veronica’s cries with a tit.

Eric, eager to be the first to fuck his new harem wasted no time in standing back atop his hooves and pulling Amendeep up.

As the former Hindu woman braced herself atop Veronica’s shoulder she cried out in animalistic euphoria as she felt her ass being stretched.

“Do it… Fuck my unused ass. Do it like my husband always wanted.” Amendeep raved, growing ever more devoted to the Idol that had stolen her soul as she embraced the corrupt disdain she had for her husband. Glancing at the ring on her finger she considered what she would do with it. Ashamed of the bond it represented for the man who was feeling slightly more hopeful as his the corrupt individuals around him continued to ignore his presence.

“LOOK AT ME SAMMIE!” Amendeep cried out before shrieking in delight. “This is how you fuck like an animal! This is how you should fuck a wife!” As Eric continued to applaud her cries of pleasure with thunderous claps of his hips against her ass, Amendeep bit her lips and just held all her desires to express her pleasure inside her for a moment.

Veronica was reaching underneath her, squeezing her tits, milking her udders. Further driving Amendeep’s first demonic rutting. “LOOK…. AT… ME… SAMJIT!” Amendeep screamed between accelerating thrusts of Eric’s cock into her ass. “CUM IN ME AS MY HUSBAND WATCHES!”

Amendeep’s scream scared her husband, his cowardly attempts at escaping pausing as he slowly turned to look upon what had come of his wife. What was about to cum in his wife. What he was afraid he’d desire too.

The aggressive sway of her tits mesmerized him, his damp sore eyes and throat from crying just seemed to disappear from his awareness, alongside his thoughts to escape. All he could see, and think about, was his wife.

As she came, bellowing skyward, arching her back, raising her tits into the face of the woman milking her.

Shoving Amendeep forward onto Veronica Eric grunted as they fell off of Betty, the blonde looking excessively content as his still spurting cock sprayed out onto her. Smiling her cum smeared lips, Betty flaunted her long flat tongue cleaning it up.

“Hello there. I remember you now.” Betty said to his cock as she slowly kneeled up and demonstrated just what her new tongue could do. Happy to taste her fellow cow's ass from his member. “Mmm….” Betty moaned as she felt Eric's hand on her head, his thumb rubbing the ridge of her horns.

“Sorry you had to wait.” Eric assured, breaking into a groan as Betty eagerly began face fucking his pole.

Veronica and Amendeep stood over Betty, making out behind her. With stroking hands and tongues they cleaned each other’s bodies as they awaited Betty’s soul to break free from its shell. With their demonic ascent they now had control over their lactation. The slow continuous flow of corrupt milk that endlessly seemed to seep from their tits and newly developed udders now paused.

As Betty came up off the cock she grinned, more of her moral character having further snapped under the weight of desire as she knowingly and now willingly sought to do more. The memory of every taboo act and trespass reinforcing the weight crushing all that had been good and wholesome about her.

She smirked at the quieting voice raising concerns about cheating on Reggie. He had cheated on her in the past, he deserved more then to watch her just suck someone off in front of him. He deserved to watch her go full whore.

Betty felt her desire growing stronger as she thought about Reggie watching her fuck, thinking of geting fucked up the ass as she rode atop him, letting Reggia feel the pressure of a real monster cock as it displaced organs and pressed against him within her.

Reggie watching enviously as she finally went all Lesbian on Amendeep.

Who was she kidding, it didn’t matter now. Reggie was either just as perverted and depraved as her now. Or gone. Absorbed by the looming shadow of a presence Betty felt grow in her mind.

She could feel it lurking, as if she were some inert file it was slowly flipping through. Her curiosity tugged at her, that quieting voice and heavy weight seemed to try to pull her back from it. As her corrupted curiosity caused her to want to know it more.

To feel its influence more, as it flipped pages and edited the contents of just what the file defined her to be.

With suddenly invigoration Betty jumped to her feet and jumped into Eric’s arms. “Fuck me Eric. Take me, ALL of me.”

“Mmmm…..” A chorus of moaned bellowed out behind Betty, Veronica and Amendeep pushing in close behind Betty, kissing and licking her skin, holding the bull’s cock steady as Betty was lowered on to it. The slow impale of her pussy snapping each of the stressed threads still tethering her soul to this realm.

As Amendeep nibbled along Betty’s shoulders, Veronica slunk down to the floor. Slowly lathering her tongue and mouthing everything from Eric’s purple testicles right up to trying to burrow her tongue in the ass bouncing atop the cock passionately.

Betty moaned and cried out in incoherent delight. Staring longingly into Eric’s darker growing bovine eyes. She could sense her self drowning in pleasure in the deep dark void they embodied.

“More… More… More… More…” Betty gasped, grasping tightly to that word. She could feel the field of depravity and pleasure around her to feed on… No graze, why would she rush the delights that she would have an eternity to embrace.

She could feel the cock within her, the ripple of her being fucked through her tits as they squished like marshmallows between them. She felt herself able to grab hold and even seem to stroke the cock as she rode atop it, milking it for its unholy seed to help banish her soul and all the worldly concerns she had developed under it.

Betty felt her insecurities seem to sink away, slowly being dragged more distant like the quieting voice of objection and concern. As they did so, she felt more alive, almost as if she was floating. Feeling more driven, shameless, and animalistic. Betty threw herself more thoroughly into her commitment to the sin. Any haze of deception banished as she eagerly accepted the fuck having changed her, and how hard pressed she would be to not jump on any human or inhuman cock she could.

“YES! YES! YEESSSS!!!! MOOOOO!!!!” Betty felt new confidence, security, and delight as the orgasm washed over her. Sighing long and slowly in the after glow of losing her soul Betty’s almost glowing blue eyes gazed affectionately upon the animalistic face that had liberated her.

Slowly being lowered back to the floor Betty basked in her new existence.

Passionately kissing Veronica, then Amendeep. Betty felt a new purpose in life, the infernal, no divine transformation. Betty suddenly could understand religious zeal, every fiber of her being suddenly compelled to being shared. She herself one of the gifts of the Idol, one to be shared and potentially gift others with their own transformative experience.

The three women were.

Looking to her fellow bovine, Veronica smiled as she licked her lips with her long barbie pink tongue. “Well girls, you know what we have to do.”