You test your limits...

Melissa slinks from the bed, spreading her wings wide as she smoothly progresses to your seated form. “Wonderful,” she moans, “it’s everything you said.” The sultry succubus drops to her knees and takes your demon penis inside her mouth. As she sucks you deep down her throat, Angela busies herself with her impalement upon Melissa’s wavering tail.

During the pleasure, your foul mind develops quite an evil plan. “Melissa, Angela, follow me. We’re going to spread our joy.” The three of you separate and work your powers over each other’s perfect bodies, making you appear to be human once more.

You and your lovelies make your way to the main office. As you’d hoped, the grody proprietor is there to meet you.

“Somethin’ wrong wit’ the room?” he grumbles at you, half-inhaled cigarette bouncing between his lips.

“Yes,” you speak smoothly, weaving power into every word. “We want you to open the conference room.”

The pathetic mortal has no chance to even consider refusal. His sour demeanor goes rapidly blank, his eyes glaze over, and the cigarette plummets from his slack lips. Angela crushes the butt beneath her heel, while Melissa picks the desk behind him for his carton of smokes and bottles of whiskey. She grins wickedly at her prizes. “Always wanted to try this!”

You chuckle back. “Naughty girl, Melissa. Those are bad for you.” You probe her mouth with your tongue as Angela lights a cigarette for each of you. The three of you engage in a triangle kiss as you take a smoke each. You all savor your sin sticks as the hotel manager walks you around the back corner of the building and unlocks the Conference Room door.

Your gaze crushes his will once more. “You will return to the office and turn off the no vacancy sign. You will then leave a note in the outside window, telling anyone who comes by to go to the conference room. Once that is done, you will lock the office and return here.”

“I will,” he mumbles, turning to leave immediately afterward.

Once you close the door behind him, the three of you drop your guises. Angela and Melissa are visibly pleased to do so, stretching and luxuriating in their demon forms. “Glad that’s over,” Angela sighs. “I hated even looking…ugh…mortal.”

You nod in agreement. “Now, we see how powerful we demons are.” You clear out space in the center of the room, large enough to allow the three of you to sit in a circle. You reach out to grab a tit on each of your ladies, while they act likewise with each other’s breasts and your nipples. Melissa’s tail wraps around your cock and strokes your length; your tail enters Angela’s moist twat as hers penetrates her sister’s pussy.

As you intertwine and link, the three of you summon forth your lustful energies, radiating through the room in a red haze. You spurt into the circle while the succubi splatter their fluids into the space between you all. The image of an inverted pentagram scrawls itself from the mixed sexual juices, containing the three of you within.

Through the ritual, your focus is on the motel itself, and every mortal inside it. You see them sleeping, watching TV, showering, even having sex. You envision all of them growing uncomfortably horny, losing themselves to their libido, and leaving the comfort of their rooms to join you and your lovelies in your private orgy room.

As your heat rises, you and your girls moan and cry freely. You pray to your dark master that the summoning works. If not, you all could be exposed, and a motel full of aware mortals could spell trouble.