Laura the Erotic Sorceress

The first one was easy and obvious, and John quickly married Laura's effortless sexual appeal to her love of books and twisted, causing Laura's backpack to instantly appear in the corner where she had dropped it when she moved to Marie earlier.

In this new reality the Godiva family were a long line of very perverted mystics, and guardians of a dangerous tome of sexual magic. That task now passed to Laura and the book went with her everywhere, nor was she particularly shy about using the book, having a large portion of it committed to memory.

"You sure you can spare the time to chill out?" Lisa asked. "No bizarre sex demons to slay?"

"There are always demons to slay and you take them too lightly." Laura said, ensuring the massive tome was still in her backpack. "Would you like to hear a tale of my time spent training at my mother's knee? I know you enjoy them so."

The girls all agreed, giving John time to plan her next change.

"I was ten, and mother and I had heard of church where many odd things were happening."

Marie gasped. "But a church is a holy place!"

Laura laughed. "It is a place of repression. Vows of chastity and pledges of abstinence only draw these creatures. The purity and sanctity of a house of god mean nothing to creatures of pleasure. Why, I once found an elder demon masquerading as a sister in a church."

Lisa blinked. "How the duce did that work?"

Laura laughed. "The old ones are the most dangerous, able to come into our world in their true forms and retain most of their powers. Further more they are ancient, cunning, and patient." Laura's lips twitched into a smile. "This one wore a homely girl next door appearance, and mentored a Sunday school class of teens while promoting sexual abstinence. No one could remember quite what happened at those meetings, but they left relax with little or no sexual desire."

"She fed on them." John said. "She was so subtle about it she could have gone on indefinitely undetected.”

"She still is." Laura said. "What? I am powerful, but no match for an elder. I once met one and asked if she would help me gauge my skills. She returned me to my family a month later with a gaping hole in my memory and more than a few new kinks."

Marie gaped. "You let one into your head?"

Laura waved her hands. "There are rituals and covenants. I was still under my mother's protection at the time so the demon was honor bound to return me. And of course I wasn't so foolish to go without leaving some word for the rest of my clan. But I've wandered, as I am so prone to do." She cast a glance at John.

"Demon making church all pervy." She replied obligingly.

"Ah, just so. That instance was a much younger demon, far more brash and impulsive. Also incapable of manifesting, and so he possessed the Reverend Mother. When it had drained her of everything it could it moved on, again and again, growing in power and turning that power into influence over the church." Laura smiled sadly. "Unfortunately, it took so long for the power to reach such a level that by the time we knew we needed to get involved it was nearly finished corrupting the entire congregation."

"Corrupted how exactly?" Marie asked quietly

Laura shrugged. "Sex. No regards for orientation, age, relation, or social taboo. If you can conceive it, it probably happened.”

Lisa gaped. “How can you be that calm about that?”

Laura sighed. “My family business has made me very jaded, both sexually and emotionally. There’s a saying that when you battle monsters you must take care not to become one yourself. Sadly, I didn’t have that option. I had to become cold and calculating and accepting. I couldn’t just... shunt the work away in a box in my head. I could help the victims I helped because I felt no attachment them. I’m a bitch for saying this but most of the times the victims were expendable to me.”

John whistled softly. “So how did that church mess pan out anyway?”

Laura flashed a smile, grateful for the diversion. “Sadly most of sisters were husks, still technically alive but so drained of everything that dead might be better. The last sister we severed the demon from was lucky enough to live, but it tore away most of her free will. We ended up connecting her with a very kind lesbian mistress who takes care of all her needs, and has a devoted obedient lover in return.”

Marie swallowed. “What happened to the others in the church?”

Laura sighed and rolled her neck. “The human mind is a funny thing. Sometimes it stretches and gives some slack. Some people found they liked what they were doing and as they weren’t hurting anyone elected to continue in a more discrete venue. Others didn’t bend so well, and 20% of the congregation died in suicides or suspicious circumstances. I at least managed to talk the pastor out of that.”

John sighed and ran her fingers through her hair as she decided on her next twist.