Main room magic

The hijacked bachelorette party continues for several more intensely pleasurable minutes but you haven't forgotten about the missing guest of honor. Or that there's a whole club outside this room, waiting for the ecstatic embrace of Lilith as they pursue their human lusts.

"Sisters, brother!" you cry. "It's time to head up front and 'level up this bitch,' as a good friend told me a few minutes ago. So let's show them how we party."

"Sounds delicious," Karen says. You admire her new curves as she rises off of David. Her impressive tits are capped with nipples a shade darker than her hair, a cotton candy muff beckons above dripping pale lips, and her ass jiggles as she turns. Ornate horns spiral from her head.

Your sextet shrouds themselves in glamours, hiding the more obvious gifts from Lilith. Your collective sex appeal drops from an 11 down to a still head-turning 9.

You saunter into the hallway, where you literally bump into a slightly disheveled Deborah. She's still human, though she reeks deliciously of sex.

"You guys seem ... different," she says. You giggle and take her arm. "Just some good girl time," you say. "Come on, we want to check out the main room." You sweep her up, ignoring her muted protests.

When you get there the scene is much as you left it but more crowded. A good number of couples are around the club and some groups of men and women. A couple of dancers wander the crowd looking for paying customers. A few lecherous men and solo ladies wrap up the audience for the thick stripper surprisingly shimmying to the slow groove of Dead Can Dance's "The Ubiquitous Mr. Lovegrove." You lose yourself for a few moments in her supple gestures, the glint of her bangles against bronzed skin, the waves that roll down her midriff as if from her barely contained breasts to crash over her filmy skirt.

Her next song continues in the same vein but folds in more acrobatic pole work to match the sinuous clarinet and driving beat in Beats Antique's "Runaway." She spins around and rubs the pole before working her way to the top. Hanging upside down she frees her pendulous breasts to your and the audience's delight before spiraling downward. She smiles at the crowd over her shoulder from a split position on the ground, shaking her ass ever so slightly as the song ends.

The jangly guitar and quicker rhythm of the next number signal a change in tone, and indeed she struts off the stage toward the bar, hands in the air. She orders, receives and downs a shot in short order, then pulls the seemingly startled bartender in for a sloppy kiss by her shirt. The dancer has the full attention of the room as she heads back to the stage as Elle King's "America's Sweetheart" continues. She pauses to peel off her panties along the way and casually tosses them to a couple with a wink. The man inhales the scent then playfully shoves them toward his partner's mouth.

The dancer wends her way back to the stage, flirting as she goes, until she takes a skinny man by the hand and leads him to the platform as the song ends. She sits him on the stage as a slow drum solo opens her next song. She's back to swaying with the music, only now it's closer to a lapdance with the customer so close. And then she cups his crotch and crawls up his body onto the stage and it's more than a lapdance. And you know for sure that she is on the path to Lilith. You wonder who blessed her and how.

The stripper softly rolls her torso from a reverse cowgirl position astride his chest as Danzig's "She Rides" continues. He hesitantly reaches for her waist and she lets him. You drink in her hefty tits, ever so firmer, as she lifts off him and then her ass as she writhes just over his head. Her booty shakes this way and that, going lower and lower, until she closes the remaining distance and sits on his face toward the end of the song. His face is flush and wet a short while later as the set ends. She helps him up and without bothering to put any clothes back on they return to his group for some private dances.

"Next up on the main stage, Destiny," a honeyed female voice says over the sound system. "Destiny to the stage," the voice you recognize as Sam's repeats.