Yes, Kill Alexa

You both change into mist, tendrils, parts of you, slide into her and her into you. You reform at Toby’s house feeling more intimate with Gwen than anyone before.

You know she is utterly devoted to Lucifer. You still want her.

“Go that way. Distract Alexa. You won’t be able to harm her, but I can.”

You glide effortlessly toward the great room. You sense Alexa’s presence.

“Hello Jack.” She purrs.

You marvel at the changes in her. There is no doubt she is a full fledged succubus. Her skin is red, her breasts have grown to gravity defying proportions, and she exudes lust and power.

“Is Gwen dead.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

She looks at you quizzically as if sensing the lie.

“Where is Toby.”

“He was hurt. He should be along shortly.”

“The truth.” Her eyes glow with unholy light and power.

“I broke his neck.”

“Did you really kill Gwen?”

You pause trying to hold in the truth. Alexa owns you in ways you don’t fully understand.

“Sort if.” You manage to not lie, she is after all undead.

From behind Alexa, Gwen tackles her. Her fangs reach for Alexa’s neck. The is smoke and electric sizzling. You wait for it to clear because you can do nothing else…