A deal with the devil

It was a nice sunny day, so Lara had worn one of her favourite sun dresses for her visit. She had made a big effort to look her best and she hoped that flashing a little of her perfectly tanned flesh could help her with a favourable outcome from the meeting.

The address she was given lead to a perfectly normal looking house in suburbia. She was expecting something much more grand for someone with the power to change lives. It made Lara a bit concerned that it could all be a waste of time, or even a cruel prank, but she had come this far, so it was worth a try. She approached the front door, and gave it a knock. A young woman answered, dressed in a carer's outfit, Lara thought she was cute.

"Ooh you must be Lara", she said, "Jane had said we might get a visit. Come right through he will be happy you came."

Lara followed the woman through the house, and she opened the door to a study, where an old man sat in a chair, he looked pleased with their arrival.

"Lara my dear how wonderful to see you!", he exclaimed. "Take a seat."

Lara took a seat opposite him.

"Elle some tea would be good if you don't mind?", he said, looking towards his carer.

"Of course not sir", she replied, "I'll go fetch some now", and she left them too it.

"I imagine you are wondering how I can help you Lara?", he said, looking at her slightly puzzled expression.

"Maybe a bit", she said. "Jane said you have helped her a lot", she replied.

"Ooh yes I have", he said, "she had very poor health when she came to visit me, only a few months to live, and look at her now."

Lara was even more confused. "She was going to die?", she asked, "How is it you could help? Are you a healer?", she asked. "I'm not exactly looking for a healer".

"Sometimes I'm a healer", the man replied. "I know you don't need healing Lara, but it would sure be nice if you didn't lose your manor in two weeks time", he said.

"Who have you been talking to?", Lara asked harshly. She didn't like people knowing how bad things had gotten.

"Calm calm Lara, there is no need to get defensive. It is something that can easily be fixed. Anything you desire can be yours." He said suggestively.

"How can you help with that? It doesn't look like you have that kind of money", she said.

"Looks can be very deceiving Lara", he said. "Some might say I am the richest man alive. I can have anything I want."

"How?", she asked, the man's riddles not helping her understanding.

"I have many names Lara. The beast, Lucifer, the fallen angel, the devil." He said.

Lara's confusion turned to anger, "I knew this was all a practical joke! Jane thinks she is funny does she?". She turned to leave, but with a click of his fingers the door burst into flames, and with another click the flames were gone. She stopped in her tracks, and turned around slowly to face the man.

"We haven't quite finished yet." He said, and with that Lara's body was propelled back into her chair. He could see how scared she was. "No need to be frightened my dear, I am not going to hurt you, we are here to help you sort your life out." He said.

"I won't make a deal with the devil", she said defiantly. "My life isn't that bad".

"Oh not at all", he said. "You still live in a lovely house with nice clothes and nice cars, but will it last?", he asked. "Maybe we should have a quick look into my crystal ball, maybe two years.". He clicked his fingers, and their surroundings completely changed. Their chairs were now in a small run down house. Lara looked down to her left and saw herself, she was on all fours being fucked by a man in a tracksuit. She had cum running down her chin, and a vacant expression on her face. She looked completely emaciated, all skin and bone, which made her fake tits look terrible. The man behind her gave a grunt and planted his seed into her pussy. He pushed his cock back into his trousers and walked over to the other side of the room where a man was sitting on a laptop.

"Here is your money", he said him, handing him ten pounds. "She felt even looser than last week, I'm giving you less next week." The man barely looked up from his computer and responded.

"Just fuck her up the ass, people tell me that is a bit tighter", he said, taking the money.

A click of the fingers had them sat back in the old man's study.

"That can't be me!", proclaimed Lara. "I'd never get like that. You are lying to me."

"So you think Lara", he said. "But I assure you I am most certainly am not. Say you came to me 5 years ago, how would you have reacted if I had shown you suck off a dictator while his guards killed his prisoners, or you releasing a deadly disease on an innocent village. Money makes us do wonderful things Lara."

Lara had little response. She had done all those things, and she knew that she would have never believed him.

At this point Elle arrived back into the room with tea, and placed it on the table beside them. The old man looked up at her with a smile on his face.

"Thank you my dear. Would you mind if you helped me to the toilet my dear?", he asked.

"Of course not sir", and she began to help him to his feet.

Lara was still pondering the future she had seen, but was quickly taken aback when the carer proceeded to drop to her knees in front of the old man and pull his flaccid length from his pants.

"What the hell?", Lara asked, as the old man began to piss into the young woman's mouth. She swallowed it as fast as she could.

"Elle here wanted to save her father from the **** penalty." He said. "He walks free as long as she stays here as my toilet".

"I'm not being your fucking toilet!", said Lara.

The old man clicked his fingers again, and the three of them were transported once again. "No Lara not for you. Let's not dwell on what won't come to pass, how about what will if you let me help you." He said. They were at a gala dinner, Lara was there, she looked absolutely stunning. There wasn't a bit of plastic in sight, she looked like she was 25 again. Future Lara turned to speak to the man in front of her, he looked handsome and strong,

"Actually this year my portfolio return was lower than I expected, only 100 million sadly." She said.

"Anything Lara, any future you desire can be yours", said the old man, who had finished pissing into his captor's mouth. "Look Elle doesn't she look beautiful", he said, pointing towards the future Lara in front of them.

"Oh my", she said, "she is gorgeous, and her boy toy is just as hot!".

With a snap of the fingers they were back in the study. The old man looked at Lara, who was being very quiet, imagining that perfect life she could have. "Fame, fortune and beauty could all be yours Lara", he said. "Just say yes and your perfect future is yours...."