A reunion of sorts

You don't get very far before you see a figure walking with purpose. As he moves closer you realize it is your brother, Keith.

"Heather, thank god you and your friends are ok. You need to get out of here. I believe the exhibits are coming to life."

You laugh. "Good joke bro."

"No really, there is some kind of array beneath the foundation that is changing reality itself. I believe I know how to destroy it."

Inwardly you snarl. You have no desire to go back to being the pitiful wallflower, Heather. Hate and anger flow through you. Your first impulse is simply to kill him, but that is not your nature. Throughout your whole internal thought process you merely smile seductively.

Killing him would be such a waste, besides it is far easier to do what comes naturally.

"Are you sure the is nothing I can do to help?" You say as you strut toward him.

"You should get out of here, no telling wether or not this will work."

"You look so tense Keith." You can tell he is already erect from you walking over to him. You grab his shoulders and begin to massage. You know just where to touch, just where to put pressure. Soon he is ready.

In a single fluid motion you swing around to his front and slip off his pants.

Before he can open his mouth you swallow him whole.

"Heather what the hell are you do...oh...Oh!"

Your tongue may look human, but it's not even close. It is nearly a foot long. Additional muscles allow you to undulate and to massage his member.

He doesn't last long. As he sprays his load you see his essence. You begin to cleanse him.

You stand up licking his cum from your face. "Bro, haunted house fans love realism. You should be out promoting the house. Think of how much money you'll make."

He grins a wicked grin. "You're right, sis. What the hell was I thinking."

As he walks away you examine his essence. He is far from completely cleansed, but it will do for tonight. You'll simply have to arrange for a more thorough cleansing later.

You are wet, ready, and eager to begin your work .