An interesting gift

You landing is delayed. As you circle the airport you know you are missing Bune's eighteenth birthday party, strange as that might be. For the first time since the night at the haunted house you contemplate that each of you who signed that contract got what they desired most.

If it hadn't been for the massive amount of work you put in, you might have believed it to be supernatural. Di had always been that attractive. The growing breasts could just have been a growth spurt or a boob job.

Still, as you finally begin your descent, you can't help feeling there is something important about to happen.

You pull into Sara's nearly empty driveway and ring the bell. Sara answers. She looks both gorgeous and somehow different. She wears a silver tiara, and a sliver dress. The dress hugs her size three, yet still curvy body, perfectly. Her blond hair is meticulously done. Still she looks cold,

"Sorry, I'm late. I got hung up by the weather."

"Well, you did just miss the greatest eighteenth birthday party ever thrown."

No sarcasm or humor reaches her voice.

"I still made it though. I have a gift." You hand her keys for a BMW. "For him."

"Very nice. He and Di are waiting for you."

She leads you into the house. You enter into the living room and see them.

Your mind rebels at the sight. You see Bune and recognize him like you have known him all his life. He is fucking Di, or at least what looks like Di. Her skin is now a flawless red. Her lips are the deepest black. A pair of horns sprouts from her head. She shouts obscenities with each thrust.

Bune sees you and withdraws.

"Auntie Tara, I'm so happy to see you."

Di smiles at you. "The gang is all here. About time we raised some hell."

Bune grins at you lustily. You can't help but be attracted to his dark rugged features and tall, lean muscular body. Before you can even think of a reason why this is wrong, Di is next to you, massaging you.

"Don't resist, Tara. This was meant to be."

Bune is near you now. You feel a need to be touched by him, to be taken. He grabs your head and pulls you into a kiss. With your schedule you haven't had time for sex. You are starving. His member is erect and huge. You can't remember ever seeing a dick that large.

He tears off your pants, bends you over and fills you. With each thrust he fills you. With each thrust you feel more powerful. With each thrust your purpose becomes more clear. You realize you too are screaming obscenities when you come.

Your schedule has you leaving in an hour.

Bune eyes you. "Do stay, auntie. You have much to learn."