Eve’s Episode

The suburbs of urban America hold many dark secrets. Beyond serial killers, local corruption and online conspiracy theories turning average people into fascists completely disconnected from reality. Yes beyond these very real threats, is a danger somewhat more fantastical.

Take as an example Lily McGinni, devoted wife and semi-pro soccer mom. Within the white picket walls of her harmonious house, lays a ghastly secret. No it's not the affair of her husband, a red blooded activity as american as Apple Pie. It's her prayer for ****, a star-spangled song to Satan soliciting a sin, which fills our television sets tonight.

Put some hot dogs on the grill, and enjoy tonight's fireworks, because sexy situations like this, can only be found...

In The Harem Hotel

Bee di di dee bee di di dee

Eve approached The McGinni’s abode with a spring in her step. They had a nice enough house, with a green law, and bushes around the wall. A welcome mat with paw prints on it, poked the bottom of her feet. The cameraman followed behind her always, making sure to keep her bimbo butt in frame. She gave the door a few rattatatats, and then held her hands behind her back until there was an answer.

“I’ll get it! I’ll get it!” There was a scream from inside, and an out of breath middle-aged lady, came answering the door. She was a cute woman, not yet past her prime, but definitely tired looking, with bags under her eyes, an a very solid wrinkle in her forehead. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, what looked custom made for ease, rather than the look. She was athletic at one point, but now had a sizable ass which exalted all the virtues of letting yourself go. As she opened the door she looked shocked as hell that there was a naked woman before her, well… a tastefully censored woman. “Wha, are… what?”

“Good morning!” Eve smiled and wave. “The devil sent me to fix your marriage.”

Not a sentence you usually wanted to hear. “Oh! You’re, right! Get in! Someone might see you!” She opened the door for Eve to step inside, but quckly pushed her back out. “No someone might see you in here too!” She paniced and looked around. “The Garage.”

Lily McGinnis

Vengeful Woman

“Hello Harem Hotel, I’m Lily Mcginnins I’m 35, and mother of three beautiful children. I work as a dental assistant at Brighter Days, down on Johnson.”

“So nice to meet you Lily, I just love tose shoes by the way.”

Lily smiles and poses her white and mint green vans. “Thanks you!”

“So why are you seeking ****?”

“Well… I was doing taxes a few weeks ago, and my husband forgot to send me a stub. So I got onto is computer, and well one thing led to another. But eventually I found a bunch of home videos of him having sex with another woman, in our own bedroom! He works from home, so all this time I thought he was ‘working on his business’ he was cheating on me! Making a fool of me! I want him to pay for ruining this marriage I’ve put everything in, and for abandoning our children like this!”

“ I see.” Eve nodded sympathetically, as she played with a devlated soccerball in the garrage. The washing machine was running so their conversation was nice and secret. “I’ve never been cheated on, but I know I’d just be crushed.”

“Yeah well, wait till those things start to sag.” Lily said bitterly.

“They’ll still be huuuuuuge,” Eve teased. “Hmm?” She brought her hand down below her leaf, noticing something strange. She ran her fingers along her perfect, sacred rips, and found them soaked with excitment. “I’m sorry, all this talk of cheating is really turning me on… hmm.”

“What?” Lily looked wounded.

“One sec.” Eve held up a sticky finger, and imagined her beloved Adam, cheating on her. At first she was heartbroken, but shen he imagined him plowing Nzinga, him giver her his perfect cock, all the while Eve begged and drooled for it, but was denied… “Yep this turns me on.” She looked with Eve with apologetic smile. “Sorry! Just making a self discovery there. So when you said you wanted ****, what were you having in mind?”

“I want him and that woman to pay!” Lily said with all her heart. “I want him to pay for breaking his sacred vows. I want her to pay for, seducing him. I want them to be miserable, and for everyone to know what they really are.”

Eve nodded, nice and vague. "Well them being in T.V is going to be a good start." She tsked. "You're so pretty, what a dummy. I'm so bad at this mean stuff. I wonder..."

“Uuuum Eve?” A PA came on set, with a laptop. “I think you should see this…”

He brought up a pornhub page, with a few hundred videos. Eve raised her thick eyebrows curiously as she saw the medly of naked bodies. “Fucking my slut, in my cuck’s lingerie… Hookup under bleachers at soccer game… Flirting with cuck, while she unknowingly washes sex-stained sheets.”

Lily turned red. “What are you talking about?”

“He’s a porn star!?!?!” Cleopatra almost spat out her avacado stuffed sandwich.

“Yup.” Eve nodded and sighed. “He’s got this whole following, and makes a bunch of money off of it.” The two of them were having dinner togther in one of the lodge's reasturants. The two rid the shuttle back together, and figured they had nothing better to do. A little girl time sounded nice.

“That sucks!”

“The worst part is she didn’t even know she was being involved. So she’s all over the videos. Think what he would do if we confront him. He could show it to their family, her friends. Imagine her children finding out.”

“That is rough.” Cleoparta agrees. "Makes my guy look like a saint. Do you know anything about the other woman?”

“Women.” Eve puts as much emphasis on the word as she can. “All these models book sessions with him for publicity and stuff, it's this whole thing.” Even pouts and purses her lips out like a duck's bill, asuming some sort of persona from one of the girls she'd watched. "I'm gonna be playing with CuckKing this week, be sure to check my OnlyFans for exclusive vids, I sure hope his wife doesn't find out tehehe."

“I hate this guy.” She chewed, thinking about her own challenge for the week. “I just don’t see how these men do it. Mark Anthony and me, we died for each other. That’s love, ya know? My guy... his wife works to put them through law school, then pffft he starts fucking his paralegal first chance he gets.”

Eve raised her Sprite into the air. “They don’t make ‘em like us anymore Cleo.”

“Thank god for that!” Cleo shared the toast. “Speaking of making… are you ready for your night with Mr. Perfect?”

“I’m trying not to think about it.” She shifted in her seat and jostled her breasts a bit, because she noticed Cleo liked staring at them.

“Anything’s got to be an improvement over the other guys.” Cleo caught a look on Eve’s face. She'd finally had enough of these little things, and looks Eve and The Devil were sharing about eachother.“Do you love him?”

“Lucifer?” Eve started laughing. “No no, it’s nothing like that. We’re just friends.” It was more to that, and Cleo could tell, but she felt on the whole that was the truth.

“Friend zoning the devil, now that’s bad ass.” Cleo nibbled her sandwich a bit. “Maybe you can be friends with Mr. Perfect too. I hear he’s got a big dick.”

Eve smiled. “But not too big!”

“Wow you’re the first one?” Stan, our stand-in Satan, answered the door of his Master suite. He was in a casual pair of shorts, and a t-shirt. “I was hoping to build up to you.” He looked Eve over, her mostly naked body, her large assets swaying on a likewise perfect body. It was only natural that he sprung a boner.

“Guess you got lucky. Eve bat her big rainbows eyes. “May I come in?”

“Oh yes!” He stepped aside, and she slid past him. Her hair tickled the tops of his bare feet as she passed. “So you’re… Eve?”

She looked around his room with great curiosity. She looked for anything that might have been personal items. Something that would show greater depths to Lucifer’s being, but there was nothing. “That’s right, and you’re the devil.”

“I don’t feel like the devil, but yeah.” He shrugged just another person caught up in this deeply weird game.

“Do you remember devilish things?” She stepped up on his bed and struck a pose with her fists on her hips. “Or people?”

“Sorry. I only remember being Stan.”

"And how's that?" She watched as he looked up at her, eyes wide like he was taking in a goddess. His dick just won't go down.

"I think there are worse people to be. I got a family, good memories, what I've been told is a big dick."

"But not too big."

"No."

Even persed her lips. "You have memories?"

"Yup." He circles around the bed, he tries to make it look casual but he's trying to get a peek at that rear. "You know how in Bladerunner, they give the replicants false memories to like, keep them from going crazy."

"No."

"Well apparently I do, which I guess is weird when you think about it." He looked up at her, big globs of backside, just sitting there for him. "Was that what it was like for you? You were made right?"

Eve shrugs, and turns towards him. "I was a dumb animal when I was made. I didn't have much of anything going on in my head, let alone memories."

Stand nods. "So what do you want to do tonight? I leave it to you."

Eve collapses onto the bed. "I rrrrrrreally need to talk to Satan is the thing..."

Feeling a little bold, the master sits on the side of the bed with her. He feels the black silk sheets on his hands, and imagines what her body must feel like, laid out naked on it. "Maybe you want to try talking to me? He'll hear this conversation in a week."

Eve looks at the camera floating above them and smiles. "Nice try, but I'm not revealing any secrets until I'm with the other guy."

He smiles back and shrugs. "I think Skylar gave me a nose for good television." He leans forward. "So there is a secret then?"

"Maybe you are the devil." She smiles, feeling herself calm around this guy. She'd been ready for a fight at any moment, but it seemed that was the farthest thing from his mind. "But these lips are sealed."

He nods. "Well I'm not very sleepy, so you're going to have to come up with something to keep me entertained."

"You can masturbate, I won't judge."

He giggles. "I didn't think you'd be funny."

"I am the perfect woman, of course I have a good sense of humor. Do you have any Stan things you want to talk about? You're gonna die in eight days, that seems kind of heavy."

He shrugs. "I was born this morning. Next week is lifetimes away. What about you? How's your challenge going?"

She returns the shrug, and scoots over in the bed, leaving him room to join her if he wants. "I dunno. My guy has a lot of leverage over the person I'm trying to help. Then there's the kids, I can't think of anything that ends cleanly."

"I don't think **** is supposed to be clean."

"I just want people to be happy man. If she gets **** no one's going to be happy. Before she knew, everyone was happy! Then she bit the fruit, and now it's all gonna go to poop."

Stans surprised when she pauses. At first he thought she was thinking, but she actually wanted to hear what he had to say. He was flattered. "But don't you think it's better to know, than to live in ignorance?"

"Wow!" Eve started giggling, almost hysterically so. Her perfect face turned a perfect shade of red. "This conversation takes me back." She gets up on her side, so she can face them. "Now that I'm the older woman, and you're the new born, let me tell you something. Knowledge is an ill consolation for sacrificng hapiness and innocence."

He thinks about this, he doesn't agree, but he can see how Eve was uniquely positioned to have that feeling. "Now she's lost her innocence and has called up the devil to get ****. So, there's just going to be more evil in the world if you go through with it."

"Exactly."

"Okay, so... you can't stop her from finding out. That ship's sailed... but maybe there's something in this disovery that will make her happy. The coming of age story, is all about scrificing innocence for a more real picture of the world. When pandora opened her box, she unleased all of the sins, but she also found the jewel of hope, that would help her survive."

Eve sat up. She felt the tingling of what might be an idea. "I just have to find a way to make her think of this affair as a positive thing?"

"Yeah, you know. After learning about it, she can get her kids out from his clearly toxic influcence. Or she realizes she's a lesbian something like..."

"You're a Genius!" Eve squees and grabs him by the cheeks pressing a BIG ol' kiss right on his lips.

Lips So Kissable +1 VP

First! x2 Bonus.

Eve: 9 VP

Lily did not like this plan, she did not like it at all. First she had to take off work, which seemed like a small cost seeing that se’d sold her soul to the devil. But she was about to get a divorce! She needed to save up for a lawyer, a new apartment, moving, and everything else. Secondly She didn’t quite see the genius in her hiding in the closet while her husband railed some twenty something internet slut in her own bed. To think he’d said that funk she was always smelling was water damage!

“We’ll wait until they get going, and then you’ll jump out and bust them! They’ll be live streaming, so everyone’s going to see it, and he’ll be ruined!" That’s what Eve had said.

Lily wasn’t too sure about that, but she had sold her soul. She figured she’d at least get her money’s worth, right? Then again these soul bargins were infamous for not being a good deal for the seller… on no! She’d really messed up hadn’t she?

She had to leave before…

“Right this way.”

That figures.

Lily peeked between the slits in her closet, and sure enough saw Dan opening the door open for… some kid! She knew logically that this woman was in her twenties, probably even out of college, but come on! She was wearing such juvenile clothing. Rainbow knee highs, cutoff overalls, velcro shoes. Her makeup was done up in a crazy style that looked like the anime her kids liked to watch. She even had fake fox ears, and a tail danging out of a hole in her overalls.

“You’re disgusting Dan.” She wispered to herself, as she took in the pretty young woman.

“So this is where it happens…” The girl actually had kind of a deep voice, defiently a woman under all of that makeup. “The cuck king's palace!” She looked around. “Nice set up.” She went to some of the lights, and Cameras Lily’s husband had set up after she’d ‘gone to work’ “Holy shit is this her?” The girl ran over to a picture of Lily up on the wall.

“That’s her.” Dan confirmed. “Love of my life.”

“This is so fucked up.” The girl giggled, and cralwed up on the bed. Still wearing her shoes! On the covers! She waggled her denim clad ass, and let her fake tail wag this way and that.

“Hey hey, save that for the cameras.” Dan went over and started rolling, and the show began.

Lily squated down in their closet, glared at the scene. She watced as Dan interviewed the girl, asking her about her channel, what sort of kinks she liked, how she like to get fucked, it was stomach churning. He was such a professional! How long had he been doing this?

“She’s a freak.” Lily huffed, listening to the girl tell a story about her boyfriend eating gummyworms out of her ass. “I would never do something so vulgar…”

Maybe that’s why Dan was doing this… because she just wasn’t crazy enough for him. Just look at that outfit! Who would wear something like that, especially during sex. She looked like a toddler, not a sophisticated woman. Just some slutty younger woman her husband was going to fuck…

Yep they were starting. She began to crawl around Lily’s bed, waggling her ass, when she passed by Dan would slap her ass, or pet her tail. “The cuck and I got a new pet this week.” Dan told his livestream. “This is our slutty little Foxxy.”

Lily felt her breath catch in her throat. She’d never heard him say that word before, cuck, that was her. She flushed, feeling her breathing pick up.

“She’s such a brat though.” Dan took hishand and rubbed the girls face, she purred and batted her eyes. Then he squeezed her cheeks and shook her face around. She growled, and bit his hand playfully. “She loves her Daddy, but mommy… not so much.”

The woman let go of Dan’s head, and started sniffing around the bed. She went to Dan’s side of the bed and snuzzled is pillow,licking it, and kissing it, while she rubbed herself through her overalls. Then once that had be played out she crawled over to Lily’s pillows, which she sniffed with an exagerated sour look on her face.

“No, Foxxy doesn’t like Mommy does she?”

Foxxy shook her head.

“Show them the naughty things you do to her stuff when she’s not around.”

W-what was that supposed to mean? Lily leaned forward, her nipples hard as rocks. Her face was red, and her eyes were wide like she was trying to gather every speck of light that bounced off this sceen.

This woman, dead ass smiled, and lifted her leg up like a dog. She straddled Lily’s pillow, and pissed herself right on top of it. Through her overalls, it was a mess! It was a diasaster.

Lily wanted to scream! That was her pillow! She slept on that! If she didn’t see this whole thing, she… whe would have slept on that tonight! Her face touching one of Dan’s little flings… pee pee! She started rubbing herself through her scrubs. And and and what? She did the laundry around here! What if it stunk, and she noticed. He was just going to let her wash some other girls’ piss out of her own pillow! She bet he’d be rock hard the whole time, thinking about how silly and pathetic she was. Laughing at his little game he was paying behind her back. She grabbed a nipple and twisted it hard. She bit her lip to stop herself from moaning, and blowing this whole thing. She was going to bust him so hard! As soon as they started fucking! She rubbed harder. Nasty degenerate fucking. Yeah once they got to the really gross stuff, she'd bust them! Then they'd be sorry!

“Such a bad girl.” Dan grabbed Foxxy by the pockets of her overalls and dragged her over to him. Lily actually gasped wit how rough he was. If she liked that she loved him reaching into the little hole Foxxy had for her tail, and ripping it wide open to reveal her cunt, still moist with distainful piss meant for Lily.

He neeeever was like that with her. So manly, so commanding. Oh fuck, it’s like he didn’t think she deserved it or could handle it. He was probably right. He mind would break if he made her pee like that... ON CAMERA! When she was feeling wild she would ask for doggy style. This girl was… being a dog! Fuck that was hot. Lily would die of shame! No wonder Dan never told her about this! He just wanted to protect her from this nasty, sex. It was actually kind of sweet if you think about it.

“Arrrooooo!” Foxxy cried as Dan finally stuck his dick inside of her and started fucking her.

“Yes!” Lily hissed, encouragingly. She tugged, and clamped her nipple some more. “Fuck that slutty fox baby." Her fingers were in her pussy by this point, pistoning away, almost in time with Dan's thrusts into his little fox slut. Lily was wincing, in pain, as she tortured her nipple, but it only made all of this so much hotter! "Come on baby, come on, make her cum." She started slapping her own face, why did that feel so good? It's like she deserved to be punished for being such a miserable lay for her husband!

Then, just as it was starting to feel very good, she finally put too much weight against the closet door, and the stupid thing flew right open. Neither party could decide which scene was more emberassing. Dan having his dick in some fox slut, or Lily with her scrubs down to her ankles, and her fingers up to her hilt.

"Lily!?" Dan cried, insantly going flacid inside of Foxxy. Who was wide eyed.

"What the fuck? You didn't say she'd be here... wait... this is all real, she really is a cuck?"

Lily shiverd with shame, and her hand just wouldn't slow down. "Don't stop." She whispered hoarsely.

"Lily this isn't what ... I didn't mean to hurt..."

"Don't stop." Lily said a little more forcefully, crawling forward.

"It's just.. my business wasn't doing very well, and we needed the money..."

"Please, please Dan, keep fucking her." Lily growled, and crawled over to the bed. "I need to see you do it. I want to see you feel good."

Foxxy started giggling. "Wooooow that's sad. I really thought all of this was for the cameras. She really is just a sad little cuck though."

Dan grew red. "Don't talk about my wife..."

"Yes ma'am." Lily whimpered tears in her eyes. "I'm just a boring soccermom, I can't make him happy. He needs hot young sluts like you."

Foxxy laughed and slapped lilly across the face, not gently either. It just about made Lily cum. She then squeezed her cheeks in her hand. "Thank me for fucking your husband you stupid cuck."

Dan despite, any shred of decency he might have had, felt himself getting hard at this. Slowly his hips began to thrust inside of Foxxy.

"Thank you ma'am, thank you for fucking my husband."

"Oooh!" Foxy arched her back, and Dan started to get his rythmn back. "Oh fuck, he likes hearing you say that!" Foxy giggled, and moaned. "Keep saying it cunt, it's going to make us both cum!"

"Thank you for fucking my husband, thank you for fucking my husband, thank you for fucking my husband..." And on and on, and each repitition was met with a wetter happier sounding pussy squelch from Lily. Who had come, and who was coming, and who would not stop coming until she saw her husband creampie this slut in her very own bed.

"Baby." Dan husked. "Get up here."

Lily looked up at Foxxy, as if asking for permission to even be on her own bed. As a way of saying yes Foxxy spat in her face, and looked away. Lily guessed that mean her husband's pet was done with her. She crawled sheepishly up onto the bed, her big wet tearfilled yes boring into her husbands. She hadn't taken her vans off, so everyone was just getting their dirty shoe prints on the bed. She saw his kind eyes, and almost wanted to thank him for doing all of his. He held out his hand to her, so she drew closer, expecting him to pet her head, or just hold her. She really felt like she needed to be held, this was all so much. She docked her head into his hand, ready for his kindness.

Instead he grabbed her hair, and pulled her down onto the bed.

She gasped at how rough he was, and realized she'd landed face first in something... wet?

The pillow...

He'd just **** her face first into her piss soaked pillow.

She couldn't stop herself now. Neither from sobbing at the abject humiliation, and complete dissolution of what had been her marriage. Nor could she stop her body from shaking, convulsing into a full body orgasam. She was out of herself at that point, like a ghost looking down on the scene. Even she felt contempt for that creature cumming in a puddle of her rival's piss. She really couldn't imagine anyone want to fuck that. Not when Foxxy was right there.

Dan was on top of the world, he went at Foxxy for a few minutes more, but it was time. He grunted, and shoved the little starlit off his cock, and faced himself towards Lily who was half concious, and still being held down by him. With a final grunt, and a few tugs on his dick, he blew his load all over her face.

He collapsed next to her, and Foxxy did the same, equally spent as the other two. The three laid tangled, wet, disgusting, and disgusted with eachother. Yet tired, pleased and utterly satisfied. The live stream was going wild, and donations were rolling in. Someone had paid 500$ to watch Foxxy eat gummy worms out of Lily's ass, but for the moment the three of them were too spent to even read the rapidly flying messages.

"I got your cum." Lily was finally able to say, after her orgasam finally subsided into a healthy buzz.

"Of course." Dan scooped a bit off her chin. "You're still my wife."