The Blood of Asmodeus

AN: Hey! This is mostly unchanged from the Sexual Privilege branch I wrote, especially early on. Things have been slightly cleaned up and expanded upon, with more dramatic changes coming down the line. The original branch isn't being dropped, but the story won't continue there. Instead, it'll hold all the noncanon stuff that I want to write and be open for anyone else to contribute!

This main story will remain private for the foreseeable future.

Enjoy!

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Samantha Harwood was probably the hottest girl I'd ever seen in person. Black hair she wore in a messy bob, blue eyes and pale skin made paler by her dark makeup. A preference for leggings and short shorts to show off toned thighs and an ass that could stop traffic. Small breasts in a crop top and an otherwise dainty figure that made her seem like a doll.

Topped off with a personality uncharitable authority figures called **** for attention (and our classmates called unrepentantly slutty). Definitely the hottest girl that had seen my dick. Though, she was also only the second.

It was less than a month before graduation and a dozen of us were in my buddy Daniel's basement drinking too much cheap beer and playing party games like spin the bottle and truth or dare. It'd taken less than an hour for the dares to go from just stupid to also sexy. A couple flashed tops and bottoms led to kissing and a hesitant handjob. Now it had escalated to Samantha on her knees in a closet with my dick in her mouth. Drunken giggles and excited whispers cheered us on from the main room.

Not that either of us were complaining.

Blue eyes sparkling with mischief looked up at me above plump lips painted black. A pink tongue teased my tip as Sam pulled off my dick with a satisfied pop.

A slender hand held my shaft as she smacked it against her cheek playfully. "Do you think this is enough to complete the dare? Or should I keep going?" She didn't wait for my answer, engulfing me to the base in a single smooth motion. Her eyes met mine in innocent question.

Her throat squeezed down on me and I groaned, threading my fingers in her black hair. "Hah! You're the–fuck!–expert. Whatever you think is best, I'm just enjoying the ride."

A flicker of annoyance appeared on her face and she slid off me. "Expert? What kinda rumors are people spreading about me?" She had to be joking right? In the three months since she'd transferred to our tiny highschool at least a couple dozen pictures and videos had made the rounds, half of which Sam had 'mistakenly' posted herself.

"Uhh... I mean..." Ah shit.

She cupped my balls and licked me from base to tip. "I'm the blowjob Queen! And don't you forget it." She smirked and kissed my tip, before sucking like a vacuum with her tongue flicking wildly.

"Fuck! I'm gonna–" I tried to warn her. But, instead of pulling off me she held my cockhead in her mouth and kept sucking.

If I hadn't already been leaning against the wall of this tiny closet I'd have fallen. My back arched and my knees went weak as I came harder than ever, my heart pounding in my ears. It felt like she was gonna suck my soul out!

She drank my cum like it was Ambrosia, humming and moaning like she was the one cumming. My orgasm lasted way longer than I expected, at least ten pulses, each a full load of cum. She drank it down without spilling a drop.

When I finally stopped cumming I felt drained, in a good way, like an intense runner's high but with my dick. Sam slipped off, sighing happily.

I slid down the wall and sat with my head tilted back to catch my breath, my dark brown hair stuck to my forehead. "Holy shit Sam! You're not the Queen, you're the Goddess of blowjobs." I looked down to see her still kneeling before me, mouth open and her eyes half-closed with a hand down the front of her jeans. Frozen in place.

"Sam?" I waved a hand and snapped my fingers. She didn't respond. "Sam!" I grabbed her by the shoulders. To do what? I didn't know.

Her eyes started glowing.

What the fuck!? I fell back as her whole body lit up an electric blue, I covered my eyes. The light was blue even through my eyelids.

I blinked away the spots of color as my vision returned.

My jaw dropped.

The closet door burst open. "Mason! What the hell was that light? You were supposed to get a blowjob, not flashbang my closet!" Daniel and several others looked in curiously, though the blond linebacker's bulk meant they didn't see too much. "And put your dick away man! You'll poke someone's eye out." He chuckled like nothing weird had just happened. Besides the basement blowjob I mean.

I pointed at Sam with a shaking finger. "Do you not see that?"

Where Sam had been a minute ago, now knelt something from a sci-fi porno. A naked android modeled off of Samantha Harwood, her blue-black hair was in a feathery pixie cut she would have never managed to maintain before. A translucent visor reading: INITIALIZING... covered glowing eyes a solid blue. Her alabaster skin had a sleek and shiny look like plastic or synthetic rubber, broken up by thin black seams at her joints. Her curves had been lightly enhanced, her small and perky breasts were now impossibly high and firm, tipped with blue areola. While her trim waist had narrowed until her widened hips were nearly twice as broad in comparison. I couldn't see her pussy from the way she was kneeling, but I did see the barcode where her navel used to be. My dick hardened.

"All I see is a dude freaking out over a blowjob from his sexdoll, did you sneak in something better than Nathan's shitty beer?" He pushed the gawkers away and closed the door. "Come out when you aren't half naked, dude. Leave some girls for the rest of us!"

What.

—WOULD YOU LIKE SOME ASSISTANCE MASTER?— The android's voice used the same smooth and sultry tones Sam had attempted, only heavily synthesized like autotune.

"What?"

Blue lips curled into a familiar smile. —YOUR ERECTION, MASTER. DO YOU WISH FOR THIS S.A.M. UNIT TO SERVICE IT?—

"Yes!" I shook my head. "I mean no! Sam, are you in there?" I put my hands on her shoulders again, staring into her solid blue eyes, looking for any recognition. Her plastic skin was soft and even smoother than it looked, pleasantly cool to the touch.

—THIS S.A.M. UNIT IS FULLY OPERATI— "–Pfft! Hahaha! The look on your face!" The formerly lifeless machine fell back in unrestrained laughter, clutching her spasming stomach and kicking her feet. Even a few tears trailed down her face.

"You're still Sam?" I slumped in relief and a flicker of disappointment I **** down where I usually put such thoughts.

"Hehe~ Yep, I'm still Sam. I'm also a Service Android for Mason now." She beamed at me as she sat up. Not the seductive smirk or sly grin I'd seen before. A simple, honest expression of joy.

"And... You're okay with that?" I licked my lips. "What does Service Android mean exactly?"

Her hand trailed up her side to pinch her nipple. "Oh, I'm sure we both know what kinda servicing I'm built for~" A long blue tongue slithered out and swirled on an invisible cock before receding. "And I couldn't be happier! Why did you think I sucked off pretty much anyone who asked? I wanted someone to take me and keep me for himself." She crawled into my lap, her ass swaying as she nuzzled my shaft. "Being an Android made for sucking your cock is just a bonus. I can do what I love without worrying about all that stupid human stuff." Her visor folded up and slid behind her ears, looking like a pair of antennas poking through her hair. Her eyes now had a defined iris and pupil in varying shades of glowing blue.

You know what? I'm gonna worry about the Hows and Whys later. I have a smug android proving she doesn't need to breathe anymore. Or use her mouth to speak.

—THIS UNIT ALSO HAS TWO OTHER HOLES FOR YOU TO USE, MASTER~—

How the hell did she add the tilde to sound!?

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I was struck by the surrealism of this moment. Here I was, in a basement with a bunch of other new adults itching for freedom, using a childish game to flirt and get drunk before we left to start our lives. I barely knew most of these people, despite our tiny school. I only got invited because of Daniel being friends with half the class.

"Ooh! Master, do you like my robo pussy? Ahn~ it definitely likes your dick!" My new android bounced and moaned on my lap in full view of everyone else. I didn't understand what was happening. People barely reacted to the show we were putting on. Sam got a few appreciative looks from the guys and one girl, but no one said a word in protest or disgust.

Also, I have no idea where she's getting the Master stuff. I didn't tell her to call me that. I wasn't gonna stop her though.

Poor Annie was sitting on the couch right next to us, freckly face red as she averted her eyes after watching Sam pull my dick out and hop on. The tiny redhead kept shifting like she was uncomfortable, but didn't move away. I felt bad for her, we'd been dancing around each other all year, I'd kinda hoped we'd get closer tonight.

Regret started to bubble up inside me. Why the hell had I agreed to the dare? I had probably ruined things with Annie. Could the weird perception filter even hide this?

Should I want it to?

"Yes! I'm so close, cum in your Toy!" Sam moaned. I didn't tell her to call herself that!

Not one of our witnesses protested.

"Alright Nathan, Truth or Dare?" Laura asked over Sam's ecstatic squeaks.

"Dare." The already shirtless football player declared. Hopefully, Laura wouldn't make him take more clothes off. He'd do it.

"Hmmm... I dare you to–"

Sam stiffened in a silent scream as she came, making me groan out my own release into her clenching pussy. Laura's cheeks darkened in an impressive blush for a black girl. "Uh... I dare you to do fifty pushups." She said lamely.

Okay, she obviously heard that!

Nathan sighed and got into position on the carpet. "One! Two! Three! This is gonna take a minute to do properly. Four! Mason, spin for me, will ya? Five!"

Everyone looked at me. Sam was sleepily kissing my collarbone and she whined when I leaned forward to spin the bottle. My sex doll wiggled her hips to get settled again, the assorted players watching her instead of the bottle.

"Twenty-two!"

The bottle landed on Rachel. The normal slight sneer on her face was replaced by a look of…envy? No, that can't be right.

"Twenty-seven!"

Uh... "Guys, it landed on Rachel." The tall blonde jumped in surprise and adjusted her fogged glasses.

"Thirty-four! Truth or Dare Rachel?"

"...Da–Truth!" The usually cool and collected blonde stuttered. She pulled at her clothes like they were too tight on her. "I pick Truth."

"Thirty-eight! Okay, how did you lose your virginity? Thirty-Nine!"

Rachel blushed red at the various laughs and catcalls from everyone else. "That's— I mean. Do I have to answer?"

"Those are the rules, unless you wanna change to a dare?" Victoria slurred, the slender asian had been dared to drink three beers in a row early on, then hadn't really stopped. "Hic! Just tell them Travis fucked you in his shitty car..." She slumped into her boyfriend Daniel's shoulder and started snoring to my buddy's delight.

Travis and Rachel both spluttered. "My car is not shitty!""I'm still a virgin..."

("Fifty! Alright, that was easy! You see that Laura?" No one looked at Nathan. )

Annie started giggling uncontrollably, nearly spilling the bottle in her hand. "Really? All those times you told me I was too flat to ever get a boyfriend and you're still a virgin?" An angry glint appeared in her eyes I'd never seen before.

"Well it's true! Only a creep would be interested in you! You look like an anorexic twelve year old!" Rachel stood up, smacking Travis' hand away when he tried to stop her. "Some of us have standards! And don't fuck the first creep to look our way." She sneered. Travis looked at her in betrayal.

What the hell was going on? I'd heard rumors and seen the two girls snipping at each other, but nothing like this!

In the stunned silence, Sam whispered in my ear. "Have they really never gotten drunk before?" When I shook my head she rolled her eyes. "How is this boring town where I found you?"

"Lots of guys are interested in me! And for my mind, not your fat udders!" Annie sat straight with her arms crossed in a way I knew meant she was forcing herself to stay still. Whether she wanted to fight or flee I couldn't say.

Rachel kicked the table out of the way, only for Travis to grab her by the waist and hiss something in her ear. The plastic bottle bounced on the floor, slowly spinning.

I put a supportive hand on Annie's back, thrilled by the way she leaned into my touch. "Whoa, Rachel calm down, I think everyone's gotten a little too drunk." I got some nods thankfully, but Rachel and Annie were still locked in an angry staring contest.

Daniel raised his hands, too pinned by Victoria to take charge. "Mason's right, let's all just–"

The bottle pointed to Annie. Rachel latched onto the opportunity that must have made sense to her drunk mind. "If Mason's so interested in your mind why don't you fuck him right now!"

("Is that how spin the bottle is supposed to work?" "I dunno. Haven't played since middle school, but I'm enjoying the cat fight.)

Annie froze.

I spoke up,"Rachel, hang on–"

"Alright. Fine!" Annie unzipped her pink hoody, revealing a flimsy tank top and no bra to hide her stiff nipples. She turned to me, cheeks matching her hair when she got up on her knees to kiss my cheek. "Let's f-fuck!" Everyone cheered over Daniel's protests.

Rachel had sat back down with her cheeks flushed, eyes boring into mine hatefully and ignoring her boyfriend.

I very deliberately turned towards Annie's flaming face where she had frozen after pressing against me. Sam gave me a cheery thumbs up. Glad one of us is having fun at this party.

Well, not how I wanted this to happen but... No, she's drunk and I'm not gonna fuck her in front of everyone. Also, Sam was still massaging my dick, so I'm not horny enough to just jump her.

I pushed Annie away gently. "Annie, I'd be more than happy to do this with you, but not while you're this drunk." I kissed her forehead. "Let me take you home so we can talk."

She got a giddy grin on her face. "Okay!" She hugged me and kissed my cheek again. Sam pressed her own grinning lips into my other cheek. Annie didn't even blink, how the hell did this work? They obviously knew Sam was there, they just barely cared.

After her transformation, Sam had lost a couple inches in height and now weighed next to nothing. I lifted her shiny blue pussy off my cock with ease. –"Whee!"– My shaft was left spotless.

Annie gazed at my hard dick with awe as I put it back in my pants. Huh, was it bigger? And still hard after I came three times in less than an hour. Neat.

"Thanks for the party, Daniel! See you Monday."

"Whoo! Get some, Mason!" He and Nathan cheered after me. I could hear Rachel and Travis yelling even as we made it up the stairs.

Sam and Annie each snuggled into my sides as we walked out to my car, ignoring any drama that continued in the basement.