Wrestling with her Demon

Honey slowly drank her water, and it felt like she hadn't had anything to drink in days. Her throat was so parched it hurt to even let the cool liquid down her pipe, but that could have been a result of the puking and all the cum she drank in the last few days.

'So you're like a demonic parasite then?' Honey thought loudly to herself.

"Something like that, yes."

'What is it that you want?'

"Too fuck. Everything, everyone, and in ways you can't possibly imagine."

'I can imagine quite a bit,' Honey chided, her brow furrowing with the taunt. The voice just started laughing, mocking her and her presumption.

"Honey, you can't even crack the surface. But you'd better get somethings figured out before then. I can't have you fucking yourself to **** just because we want to play."

'I need to name you,' Honey's mind blurted out.

"I am you. You are me. We are inseparable, forever. Even Hell itself will not be able to tear us apart."

Honey's heart both sank and sang at that prospect, a feeling that she did not expect in the slightest. "Forever..." she said quietly, not realizing it until she realized she heard her voice.

"What's that, Honey?" Katie asked, still sitting vigilantly by her friend's side.

"Oh, nothing, just talking to myself," she answered politely and gave a little giggle at the inside joke.

"She smells tasty," the voice said to Honey. Immediately, her pussy started to heat up and her nipples began to stiffen against the silk of her robe. "I want her," the voice said again. Honey could feel something moving inside her, something not quite right, like her cunt was breaking apart in the most delicious way.

'Too fucking bad,' Honey thought defiantly. 'I don't even know what the fuck has happened to me and what the fuck you are. You are not going to make me **** my best friend,' she said, pushing the feelings of her volcanic sex aside.

"You think you can control me?" thundered the voice in her head.

'I'd like to think so,' she thought smugly. "Katie, could you get me a big glass of pineapple juice, please?" Honey asked meekly. Katie gave her a big smile and nodded, bouncing out of her seat to help her friend. In Honey's excited state she noticed that her braless tits and shapely, toned ass had just the right amount of bounce; they were perfect. She wanted to let her tongue slowly lick from that swan-like neck to those perfect tits, sucking her dark chocolate nipples while her fingers explored the perfectly bald stretch of skin just to the sides of Katie's sensitive snatch. Her fingers would tease the delicate, black trimmed rose open, and let the glistening pink core see light for mere seconds before plunging her tongue into that delectable treat. Honey's new cocks would slowly slither out of her pussy, sliding wetly against the flesh of her friend, wrapping her up before she realized what was going on and then push into her, pumping into her hot ass, her drooling cunt and finally, after wrapping around those gorgeous tits, slide between those teasint lips.

'What the fuck!' Honey screamed in her brain, shaking the sex scene from it, leaving part of her mind pouting. Only laughter answered her and then she felt very alone. She realized that the house was a few degrees cooler than normal and how empty it felt with only her and Katie in it.

"Are you okay?" Katie asked, returning with the glass of pineapple juice. Honey drank it fast, ignoring the pain in her throat.

"Katie, can I tell you something? I mean, completely honestly, no bullshit?"

"You know you can always tell me anything, Honey," Katie said, sincerity and concern beaming out of her.

"Katie, I think..."