When Clara suggests feeding herself to Jesus.

“I told you the more we do with these undead, the more you will want to do,” Clara told Craig as she continued to fuck his cock with the undead pixie. “Are you going to cum inside this pixie?”

Craig moaned and nodded, “Are you going to fuck Jesus again?” he asked.

Clara smiled, “You’d like to see him fuck me?”

Craig nodded, “Fucking you hard, biting your neck and holding you in place.”

Clara moaned as she continued to speed the little pixie up on his cock. “You want to see him bite me?” she asked.

Craig shuddered, “You can’t mean?” he moaned.

Clara slowed her motions and leant forward, running her tongue up the little pixie. “You’ve watched me eat insects, pixies. I’ve watched you eat pixies. And I saw you get aroused when Jesus snatched that pixie out of the air and chew on her.” Craig was shuddering, his hips bucking upwards at the suggestion Clara was making. “The only question I have, is would you like to be fucking me as Jesus eats me? Or would you rather watch him fuck me and then eat me?”

Craig arched and shook as he came. The undead pixie’s broken body distorting as he pumped his load into the creature. As he calmed down, Clara pulled the creature off his cock and tilted her head back. Slowly she fed it into her mouth and started to chew. “What if he fucks you first, fills you with fresh maggots before I fuck you?” he asked as she chewed on the cum filled morsel.

“So you mean no eating?” she asked.

Craig moaned again. “I can’t say yes,” he said.

Clara smiled, “I’ve been fucking these creatures more than you. I have progressed further, I know it’s some kind of spell, but I want to give myself to them in every way. And you will too.”

“You mean I’ll want to watch you feed yourself to Jesus?” he asked.

She smiled, “And you probably will as well, or to some other undead monster. I can’t tell you that if we walked out of this room and found an undead lion in the dining room, that I wouldn’t just lie over a table for it to fuck me or eat me. And I think you are going the same way.”

The pixie, which had been lying on his chest for a while, walked down to his cock and started to lick it clean of the combined cum and undead juices of its now consumed friend.

Clara watched for a little while before saying, “I will try to resist until you are ready. Then Jesus can fill me with maggots, and you can fuck my cunt and feel them wriggle as he feeds on me.”

Craig moaned again, “This is so fucked up,” he said.

Clara smiled, “Yeah, but it’s arousing too, isn’t it?”