A week goes by

The following day with a little better idea what to look for, you go to a couple old bookstores. After searching three hole in the wall shops, you've only turned up a few tracts. Alchemical treatises that might be interesting.

You drive into the company and check if they have library/ archives. They do in first basement. You find the basement, the books, the records combing through it fills your workweek.

An old manual from the sixteen hundreds described how to harvest energy/ life **** from young people through crystals. You found it fascinating, despite the difficult old English.

You tell Cassandra of your finding.

"Yes the Drovidian crystals." Cassandra nods then teaches you how to make a sort of battery for the energy. Giving you a little instruction on how to use the energy. "Use the energy every eighteen hours and you may see your strength increase fivefold.

You asked how it would work if the young people were exposed to Evil Glam.

Cassandra replies. "Probably excess of energy -a dark energy."

Over three days your dark trio wire your living room with silver wire and crystals.

The following week Renna was to have an Evil Glam high school party at the house.

When the day arrived your crystal and wire apparatus is ready.

The high school girls file in talking about how well the football team had been doing the last couple games.

You study them, lascivious little whores already changed by the Evil Glam, willing to fuck anyone who caught their momentary fancy.

You organize them comfortably in the living room.

Renna begins. "Everyone using your Evil Glam?"

Sounds of affirmation come from the group. "Yes." And. "I love it."

You smile coldly.

Renna continues. "Your men using Sure-Fire protein bars?"

There are some "woo's" and catcalls.

"That's great ladies, tonight me and Liza will be applying your makeup, I think you'll all have a real fun evening." Renna finishes.

You pass out red wine as the first couple girls go to get their makeup done, unfortunately your living room is not large enough to accommodate all these people and adequate space to do makeup.

Even as you passed out the wine you notice girls furtively touching each other. After twenty minutes the first girls returned from the makeup chairs. Every one "ooh" and "ahh's". One girl says "you're so fuck'n hot Samantha."

Samantha and the other girl sort of curtsey and seek someplace to sit. Two more girls go to get their makeup done. You hear Samantha say to another girl. "I'm so fuck'n hot right now, I'd give anything for you to touch me right now."

While hiding the fact you're looking you see the girl next to Samantha covertly slip a finger in her, and start working it in and out with a devious smile. Samantha leans back on the couch and mouths "fuck yes."

You glance at the other girl who just got her makeup done. She catches your gaze. Spreads her legs revealing her dripping wet snatch up her short skirt. She cups her breasts raising them and makes like she's going to lick her own nipple. You smile at her a smile even approaching warmth.

As the second group comes from the makeup chairs another round of "ooh's" and "ahh's". As the second pair came in the living room the clothes really started coming off.

The third pair from the chair got no words of praise they merely stripped out of their clothes and join what is now a lesbian orgy. However when the fourth pair's name is called for makeup they jumped up from their partner's eager to report.

Eight girls frolic in the throes of passion. You observe from one doorway while Renna and Liza watch from another doorway. You recite some words in a bygone language. The crystals hung about the living room begin to glow. Brightly at first then dimmer.

Renna and Liza shoot you a look of sinister delight. You each take out a vial of elixir Cassandra gave you to make you impervious to the energy draining crystals. Again reciting in the dead language over the vial to activate it, you take the serum in a single gulp.

You wait a moment before wading out into the twist of girl flesh. You step into the living room next to a recliner. In the recliner is a girl with another teen between her legs. You take a seat on the arm of the recliner and kind of mouth "Hi" to the girl with chin length dark hair. You lean in and kiss the girl a couple seconds into the kiss you reach across and pinch her nipples. You pull back from the kiss a strand of saliva still connecting your lips. She bucks then relaxes clearly enjoying what her friend is doing between her legs. You hear someone shout out. "Who's ready for kong?"

You see a statuesque naked girl with blond hair flowing down her back wearing a bigger than average strap-on. You note not larger than Curtiss though. Looking over the room you see a couple posterior thrust out inviting invasion by Kong.

"Oooh it's ah a cheerleader thing they all fuck the Kong, Tiffany is their captain." The reclining girl next to you says.

Tiffany and Kong find their prey penetrating the girl nearest who presented bottom. There was another girl on the couch who wiggled her ass invitingly for Kong. Always the good host you make your way over to this ignored girl bent over the couch. You kiss and lick her thighs burying your head in her snatch you skillfully eat her out. Stopping only to spread her cheeks and tongue punch her tight young butthole.

The girl makes little noises of pleasure as she grasps the back of the couch. You speed up your ministrations. She bursts like a dam on your face.

You suck, lick and scissor till about three AM. Then the girls file out, looking somewhat rundown they thank you. You can hear a couple say how cool you are, on their way to their cars. Your cold heart fills with pride.

You turn to Renna and Liza. "Get some of those whores selling Evil Glam in this neighborhood. Don't need nosey do-gooder neighbors when I got half the high school coming and going.

"Yes Ms. Wershaw." Liza says dutifully.

"I'm on it." Responded Renna.