A frustrated Shawn

It had been a strange 24 hours for Shawn, ever since he went to that meeting the day before and insisted on trying whatever was in Bob's flask. He went out for a few more drinks, no biggie, but as the night wore on he got hornier and hornier. He wondered what the busty bartender would look like as he licked the taste of her pussy from his fingers. And what sounds the lithe waitress would make as she thrashed on his cock. But neither of those things or countless other scenarios that flicked through his mind were going to happen, so he stumbled through the bracing cold of the night back to his apartment.

His friend and roommate Deedee was home and also tipsy, watching something mind-numbing on TV. She looked over her shoulder at him and smiled and damned if he could explain what happened next. Because before he knew it they were in her bedroom, Deedee with her skinny legs wrapped around him on the bed as he plunged into her pussy. Deedee, the sweet econ major he had only the odd sexual thought about once in a blue moon. And it was good, but he couldn't come, not even when she took him in her mouth, her eyes full of tender concern.

And then the apartment door closed and Deedee's friend Mia had called out. She had gone out for pizza before Shawn got home and Deedee forgot all about it. Deedee said to come on in and, shit, they had fucked too. Impossible, as was not coming again. He'd always had something of a crush on Mia, with her dusky complexion and lively blue eyes behind her glasses, a heavy ass that called to him in her jeans. But he'd always stayed away. She was Deedee's friend. Deedee's friend who had bucked on his cock last night, he and Deedee watching that envied ass slam down over and over. A crazy dream carved deliciously into reality.

He awoke hard, Deedee with an arm flung across his chest and drooling lightly on the sheets. A quick shower and change in his room and he was out the door for his first class, grabbing a coffee and bagel on the way. But the lecture had been especially tedious, his brain refusing to settle down, and he had skipped out to jack off in the bathroom. No luck. He couldn't come. It was the weirdest thing. So here he was, knocking on Bob's door, looking for answers, because all of the shit started after that meeting last night.

The knock went unanswered, so he tried the doorbell. He was about to press it again when a nude Renee opened the door. With a smile she turned around and beckoned him in, as if everyone answered the door without clothes. He admired the firm globes of her ass as he shut the door and followed her into whatever the hell was going on. Because it wasn't just Renee who was naked. A buff man coated in red — Bob? — was eating out Violet, much to her delight. The Latina was taking off the last of her clothes and looked leaner than he would have guessed last night. And Alison sat on the couch, working two fingers in and out of her pussy and rubbing her netherlips as she watched the couple on the floor.

"So, Shawn," Renee said. "Why did you stop by? Need another drink?"

"I ... what the fuck was in that stuff? And what's going on?" All the horny people in the room were an unneeded reminder of the night before.

"Well, Bob could tell you about the drink, but he's ... occupied. Violet's just indulging a fantasy with new friends. And I'm just helping Alison unwind a bit. Maybe you need to unwind, too, hmm? These are stressful times for all of us, and it's good to let go sometimes, you know?" Renee got closer. "How was last night? Alison had a naughty dream with demons. She thinks."

"I fucked my friend. And her friend. But I couldn't come. That's what I wanted to ask Bob about. If that was supposed to happen."

"Got no answers there. But we do have a couple of horny ladies who can maybe help you out. Hey, Alison! You remember Shawn? You wanna come over and say hello?"

The woman took one more look at Bob with Violet and came trotting over. She didn't say a word, just unzipped his fly and fished out his stiffening cock. Popped it into her mouth and started sucking in earnest.

"Oh my! I meant say hello with words but I'm sure Shawn doesn't mind, do you?" Renee said with a giggle.

"Fuck no. Whoa!" Shawn said just as Violet struggled to her feet and pushed Bob backwards, his angry cock sticking up in the air.

"I need this fucking demon cock in me again." She straddled Bob and gripped the massive shaft, guiding it to her soaked twat. "Fuck that's good," she added as she settled on the "demon." Violet started to bounce noisily on the cock. "Have to feel this in me every night..."

"Such a needy, dirty slut. Almost ready to be a hellwhore. Your end approaches," Bob said.

"Need it fucking deeper!" Violet said, trying to redouble her efforts.

Renee leaned down next to Alison. "You think your dream was like that, you begging a demon for more? Or did they take you, break you? Pleasure overwhelming your senses?"

Alison paused. "I bet there were two. Filling me completely. Removing any chance of escape."

"Well, I don't have a cock but we can make it work, right, Shawn?" In reply he started stripping, tossing off his sweatshirt and shirt before going for the pants. Renee pulled Alison backwards to the floor and crawled atop her face, and the visitor began licking her host. Now nude, Shawn knelt and slid into his latest new pussy. Fuck, this was one crazy week.

He let the sensation sweep away all his worries. Renee leaning in for a sloppy kiss and guiding him to one of her tits helped, too.

"Fucking fill my pussy!" Violet's latest exclamation turned his head. Bob cradled Violet on the floor, thrusting up into her as she shook atop him. The woman was glowing as Bob neared a monster climax. "Fuck me like you fuck Renee!"

Bob's voice poured out in a low rumble. "Are you ready to be my little hellwhore? You can feast on cock over and over once you relinquish that worthless soul."

"Unh, fuck. It's so good."

"Give your soul to Lilith and you won't have to ask for this cock ever again. Renee and I can't wait to fuck you together, break in that cute ass of yours. Fill you like never before. Do you want my sexy wife inside you while I fuck her? Do you want to taste her sweet pussy while I stretch that dirty asshole of yours? Every depraved fantasy at your fingertips with a little word."

"Yes! Yes! Fucking yes!"

Bob issued a barking laugh. "And now the fun really begins. Welcome to the hellfire club, you insatiable slut."

"Oh, fuck, it burns!" Violet shrieked as Bob delivered a load of inky black cum inside of the woman's pussy. The dying woman shook as the damning juices seared away her humanity and washed her in pleasure and pain. Sharpening fingers clasped expanding tits, and she threw her head back as her incisors lengthened. Her body slimmed, stopping at voluptuous, and a thick tail pushed out from right above her tightening ass. A purple tint swept out from her heart, carrying with it arcane runes that tattooed her sinewy flesh. Fire flowed from her roots until her mane shone like the setting sun, and eyes squeezed shut opened a lively yellow.

"What..." a stunned Shawn said, beholding the stunning new Violet.

"Wow! I guess indulging that fantasy wasn't so safe after all," Renee said. "But she does make one sexy bitch from hell, right? And so do I."

Panic surged in Shawn as he looked back to a crimson and horned Renee, her body even curvier than when he arrived. A whiplike tail swayed menacingly behind the succubus, who emoted for Shawn as Alison continued to eat her out, either oblivious to the danger or uncaring.

"Right now you should be thinking about running."