Stay with Jenny

Jenny slips over to the bar. Normally she’d have a drink, but now the only thing she wants is cock or possibly pussy. She surveys the room. Her sisters have all either changed or have retreated to there rooms to change.

Most of the girls, enamored with there new demonic forms, are dressed as sexy Succubi. Cindy is a Succubus cop. She playfully flips a pair of handcuffs. Kat, the only other girl not dressed as a demon, is dressed as a very evil looking catgirl. She slinks over to the bar and flexes very real claws.

“Nice costume Jenny. Purrr. I wish I’d thought of it.”

“Yours is nice too Kat. If you’re free, I’ll rub your belly in between cocks.”

“Purr. That would be wonderful. Look Helen is still praying.”

Jenny looks over at Helen. She is wearing a latex nun outfit that clings to her curves. She is kneeling in prayer position, face buried in Celeste’s sex.

Jenny smiles and giggles. She sniffs the air. She knows what everyone of her sisters knows. The first cock has arrived. The party is about to start.

Several girls rush over to greet the new arrival. Jenny holds back. Between the candle of lust and the demon cum Amanda has slipped into the punch every boy in that stays for more than five minutes will be getting fucked.

Jenny saunters over to the door. A half dozen delicious college boys are already inside, with more arriving. She watches the door, her hunger growing.

A girl stomps in swearing under her breath.

“Where the fuck is my boyfriend!”

Jenny positions herself in front of her. She is fairly certain Amanda claimed him.

“Outta my way, bitch!”

“Calm down. I’ll help you look. I know this place really well. I’m Jenny, a helpful angel.” Jenny enjoys the lie.

The girl snorts. “Fine. I’m Cordelia.”