A sister true

You know you have a sister not far. It was once said a single one of your kind could corrupt a kingdom. The two of you need only find a few more girls with potential and the savior will take the world without resistance.

You follow your senses to a large unmarked building. You slip inside. Your sister is close. A perfectly cleansed woman approaches you.

"Welcome to the Brimstone Club. Would you prefer a man, a woman or me?"

She is quite sexy. She has long slender legs leading up to a curvy figure, large perky breasts, and full kissable lips. She wears lingerie made of straps of black latex. She would be a fun dalliance if she hadn't been so thoroughly cleansed.

You allow you glamour to slip and stare at her through red slits.

She licks her lips. "Mm, no charge for you."

She thrusts her cleavage out and gently sucks a finger.

"I'm afraid I'm here to speak to your boss."

"Are you sure I can't interest you in me? She says I taste like cherries."

She slides a wet finger into her slit and moans.

From behind her you hear. "Kelly, bring her to me."

Your sister walks up and dispels her glamour. She is th most gorgeous thing you have ever seen, your near identical twin. You drop your glamour as well.

You kiss her passionately, the traditional greeting of your kind. She slides a black nailed finger into your sex. You push your tail into her ass. You are soon rolling around in pleasure, sharing energies.

When you finally stop you realize you are surrounded by everyone in the place, each of them masturbating.

You whisper your true name "Helleather". She whispers back "Sinvolgoth".

She smiles a twisted smile at you. Her black lips glimmer in the light. "You may have this city. The both of us need not be here."

"Very well. I look forward to our next meeting."

She laughs. "Oh yes, me too."

Your phone rings.