The fight against evil

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Chapter 9

It's already way too late and you fear that your sister, and whatever lives inside her, might have already woken up. But as you park your car in the driveway behind your parents', the surroundings of your house look normal. Normal enough, anyway, that you're pretty sure your sister hasn't caused any more mayhem.

"Hi Finn!" Oh shit. Martha Hennesy comes dancing across the lawn, her bare breasts jiggling free and happy, her smile dim-witted but friendly. "Oh, you look, like, soooo gooood." She licks her tongue and surveys your body with a hungry gaze as she comes to a stop in front of you.

"Mrs. Hennesy, I'm busy. Can we..." But the woman doesn't take 'no' for an answer but wraps her arm around yours and presses her heaving breasts against you.

"Oh please, Finn! Please! My daughter and I need your heeelp sooo baaad." She points to her house and you see a long line of impatient-looking neighbors standing in front of her house. "You know, all these men want to fill us with their delicious sperm" she reports dreamily, pressing her hands together happily. But then she becomes sad. "But we have sooo little time and we are just too stupid to see a better way. Can you help us?" You just look at Mrs. Hennesy speechlessly. "Besides, Kamely is in love with you and desperately wants to have your baby."

"Oh God, I'm going to be sick..."

"Oh nooo, what's wrong sweetie?" The woman's two full breasts press into your face but you smell the scent of so many men inside her that it only makes you queasy. With an angry shout you push the lady away from you.

"I've got enough shit on my hands right now that I can't take care of you whores!" you nag at the poor woman who looks at you dejectedly.

"But Finn," the grown woman pouts helplessly. "We have fucked so many men but we feel sooo empty. Can't you help us fill this emptiness? Pleeease, Finn? We can't do this alone."

"I can't...not now." Rushed, you look at your watch and turn. Your whole world is on fire. "I'm sorry." You leave Mrs. Hennesy as she calls bitterly after you. As you disappear into your own house, she dejectedly turns back to the line of men shoveling one by one into the home of the suburban woman and her daughter.

"Fuck... Oh my God... Fuck..." Of course your parents are still fucking too, but have wandered through the living room and entryway to the stairs. Your dad is sitting on the stairs with his legs spread wide while your mom is happily giggling and bobbing up and down on his massive dick. At least she's wearing a white apron now and all you can hear is the wet smacking of her wet cunt.

"Hello... oh... honey. Food is ha... on the table..."

"I'm not hungry" you just say and look up. Of course they don't stop and as you try to push past the fucking couple your mother reaches out her hands to you.

"You look... ha... tired. Do you want me to mmmh...suck your cock darling...ha..." You spurt upstairs and sink back against your bedroom door in the hallway. Only your mother's bobbing head makes you move while her husband fucks her up the stairs. Before you can open your room door, you look to the side and see that the door to your sister's room is still open.

You quickly take a look into the room. Nothing has changed and you almost think you see Mackie lying peacefully in her sheets. But you know that she is tied to your bed in your room. Then you see the summoning board, recognize it from the books you have with you. It's really true. Mackie has summoned a demon.

It's time for you to face the truth, no matter how crazy it is. Mackie is possessed by a demon that's controlling her. And while your mother crawls through the hallway panting and moaning at your father, his dick probably up her ass this time judging by her shrill voice, both disfigured and strangers to you, your neighbors dumb bimbos and well on their way to becoming the hottest whores in town, you have a lucid, quiet moment.

The world is crumbling around you. Everything has changed. But something is the same. And what the demon couldn't do, you can. You change.

"Mackie?" Your sister hangs her head still where you left her. You move toward the bed, put the bag of books and tools from Serene next to the bed, and sit with your sister. Your fingers go under her chin and lift her head, letting you look into her lovely face. "I'm so sorry" you whisper "I didn't know how much you wanted it. I thought I could control it for both of us." You smile at the sleeping girl. "But you are so strong. You have such a strong will. And I'm so proud of you." You chuckle vigorously, but the time for doubt is over. "I know what to do now. And I know you trust me. My dear little sister." Your face approaches hers. Your fingers feel her soft skin. You smell her scent, sweet and gentle. And you notice her shallow breath. "I love you, Mackie." Then you kiss her on the mouth. "And I'm going to get you back."

Lilith hasn't felt anything like this before. It would be like she was possessed by a demon herself but knows that she can't. It's like waking up from a sleep she only knows from mortals, inducing it in her victims, but not in herself. She tries to open the eyelids of the stupid girl, but only succeeds at the second attempt. The fatigue of the body continues on her. But then she recognizes the boy because of whom she was summoned.

Lilith has already possessed many people but this is new. Often they tried to expel her. **** fathers who wanted to have their chaste daughters back or husbands who did not want their wife to fuck with the whole village. She knows men, Lilith knows exactly how they work. But this one... She looks into his eyes. Lilith knows that it is much later than the last time she was summoned, she had her fun. But men stay the same. But this one... His look is so different. Different even than before he had overpowered her.

"Lilith."

"What..." Lilith tries to move, the body she possesses, but it doesn't work.

"Lilith." His eyes stare at her darkly and steadily, showing none of the concern and confusion she so appreciates in her victims.

"Yes?" A triumphant smile spreads across his face as if he has won something. His face... She wants to kiss it, wants to fuck him, feel his tongue deep in her wet hole. But not like this. She realizes that something has changed in him. And she couldn't claim him for herself. Something is wrong.

"That's it."

"What's...happening..."

"It's time we talk."