Feature Writer: Captain Hidethread

Feature Title: The Attic

Published: Piper’s Domain / ASSTR

Story Codes: mc; gg; bg; Fg; bF; gdom; mast; oral; anal; tf; futa; tg

Link: pipers7domain@safe-mail.net 

The Attic

After the divorce, Lisa’s mother, Anna, took full custody of her and her brother Ryan and moved away to a quaint little town. Unluckily for Lisa, she started the school year two days after they moved into their new home, a huge Victorian house that was formally owned by a tailor. Since the tailor’s death thirty years ago, it has not been occupied by anyone else until Anna bought it in an auction. Despite the the exterior showing some obvious wear and tear, the inside, amazingly, looked well preserved. When school was done for the day, Lisa would help out painting the outside, and cleaning out all the things that were left behind. Everything except for what was left in the attic, which contained nothing but old women’s clothing. Anna decided to leave the attic alone, and stashed her extra items in the basement until she could figure out a proper way to dispose of the clothes.

It’s been two months since the move, and everybody’s finally settled in to their new home. Lisa, on the other hand, was still adjusting to her new life. She was a cute twelve year old girl, but not very social to everyone in her class, and in the lunchroom. She did eventually gain a new friend that was the same age as her. A black girl named Tonya. Through most of October, Lisa hung out at Tonya’s house. Tonya heard rumors that Lisa’s house was haunted, but Lisa scoffed it off.

“That’s just stupid,” said Lisa. “There’s no such thing as ghosts.”

“It’s true!” replied Tonya. “I heard that the previous owner was some kind of witch, and she summoned ghosts and demons as a hobby.”

“She was a tailor, Tonya. Besides, I cleaned every room in that house, and I haven’t spotted any circles, symbols, or any of that hocus pocus stuff. Also, I’ve been living there for two months, and have not seen anything out of the ordinary.”

“But…”

“Please, Tonya? Halloween’s tomorrow, and my mom gave us permission to try on some of the clothes that are in my attic.”

Tonya was still a bit hesitant, but she also loved playing dress up. “Alright then,” she said. “But if I see anything as much as a door opening on its own, then I am out of there,” she adds nervously. Lisa cheers and gives her a big hug. “Now let’s get back to our studies.”

Another school day has ended, and within a few hours, children will soon go trick-or-treating. For Lisa, she had no time to waste. With Tonya by her side, they both hopped on their bikes and headed off. Since it was Halloween, every student and teacher wore costumes. Every student except for Lisa. There was no point in buying a costume when there’s an attic full of them. Although Tonya wanted to see if anything piqued her interest, she still wore the costume her mother bought a couple of weeks ago. It was sort of appropriate while dashing to her friend’s house on her bike as she was dressed up as an equestrian rider. Her tight pants rode up her butt, which made it a little uncomfortable, but she didn’t mind.

“It’s beautiful!” Tonya said as they both stop in front of the once dilapidated house. Its morbid shade of black now replaced with shiny coats of dark blue. “It used to give me the chills whenever I walked down this street.”

“Me too,” concurred Lisa. “I didn’t even want to go inside at first.”

“And you say there’s no such things as ghosts.”

“Of course there’s no such thing, you dummy. I was afraid I would end up seeing a rat, or a raccoon. For all I know, I could’ve fallen through the floor.”

Tonya snickered at the thought of Lisa falling down all cartoon like. “Rats always hang out in abandoned places,” she said in order to change the subject after Lisa gave her a light punch to the shoulder. “You were going to see one eventually.”

“Actually, I didn’t see any vermin at all. In fact, everything inside looked like it was only abandoned for a month rather than decades. The floors, walls, and ceilings showed no signs of damage at all. Even all the windows were intact.”

“Really?” Tonya asked in disbelief. “I know for sure that all of these front windows were broken. Heck, even my little sister smashed one with a rock over a year ago.”

“That is weird,” replied Lisa. “Maybe a ghoooost pieced them back togetherrrrr!!” she howls and waves her arms like a cartoony ghost. Tonya hesitated again.

“I-I don’t…” Tonya stuttered, but Lisa interupts her, by placing her hands on top of hers.

“I’m sure somebody felt sorry for the house replaced them with new ones,” Lisa said with sincere look on her face. “Pretty please?” she begs with a puppy dog look in her eyes.

Tonya sighs lightly. “Just one door slam-”

“And you’re out of here, yes I know.” Lisa said with a delightful smile. “Now come on.”

They walk inside hand in hand. Lisa decided to give Tonya a quick tour through the living room, and kitchen. The walls in each room had the same shade of black. Lisa said they didn’t bother with repainting because her mother was going to cover them up with wallpaper. They then head upstairs, which led to a long hallway with eight doorways. Lisa’s room was closer to the stairs, but they didn’t have time to hang around to view the cute, yet morbid scenery. Next door was Ryan’s room, and it was locked. As they walked closer, they can hear video game noises from the other side. Lisa gives it a few knocks.

“My friend’s with me!” she yelled. “Are you sure you don’t want to come to the attic with us?!”

She gets no response. She yells out his name, and immediately, the game noises stop. The door opens halfway to reveal her ten year old brother. He had short black hair, and matching colored eyes. He darts those eyes up at Lisa while adjusting his glasses. “I already have costume, so fuck off!!” he yelled back, just before slamming the door shut, and the game noises resumed.

“And this is what I have to deal with on a daily basis,” Lisa said nonchalantly.

“That’s nothing.” Tonya replied. “My little sister is like that too.” She glanced to her right, and notices the bathroom. After getting permission, she hurries in to urinate. She exits to see Lisa opening the ceiling door leading to the attic. Looking up at the pitch black square hole, her anxiety surfaces back up. Lisa reassures her that even though there’s no windows in the attic, there were still a couple of ceiling lamps. She even brought up a couple of flashlights while Tonya was having her bathroom time.

They both ascend up the ladder, with Lisa in the lead. As Tonya soon follows, Lisa manages to find the first lamp, and switches it on. The light was bright enough to reveal several dusty chests, some sewing machines, and a couple of faceless, armless mannequins.

“These dummies are creeping me out,” Tonya said.

“Forget about those things,” Lisa replied. “Check this out instead.” She turns on the second lamp.

It reveals a few more chests, and at the end of the room, a cosmetics desk, complete with three mirrors, and drawers. Tonya gets a closer look. “It’s so beautiful!” she said as she sits on the desk chair, looking at her shiny reflexion. “Did you clean it?”

Lisa nods. “I’m thinking of keeping it when mom finally gets to throwing out everything else.”

“There’s still makeup in here. It has to be all dried up now.”

“I was thinking the same until I tried some on, and it applied just fine like it was brand new. Here, Tonya, try this one.” Lisa hands her some lipstick. Tonya removes the top, and rolls the tube. She glides the crimson red hue along her lips with no dry friction at all.

“Wow. You’re right.” Tonya puckers up to the mirror. “This color makes me look so indecent. If my mother sees me like this, she would ground me for a week,”

“Relax. Besides, aren’t you going to change your costume anyway?”

“If something interests me then…”

“Then don’t worry your pretty little lips about it. Now let’s open these cases up, and find something nice, my naughty horse jockey.”

The girls started to open the chests one after another, one would contain adult Victorian dresses. Another would have girl’s dresses from the same era. They were all neatly folded, and came in many dark colors and sizes. Every chest they opened resulted with more Victorian dresses.

“Aw jeez,” said Tonya. “You think the original owner would have more variety, considering that she lived to see the eighties.”

Lisa chuckled. “Good thing Ryan didn’t come up with us. All I can find are dresses.”

“Same here,” Tonya replied. “I did find one dress that I might wear, but I’m not sure,” She displayed the dress in front of her body. It was a white Lolita design with three black frills lined horizontally along the back of the knee length skirt. The elbow pads were puffy, and the sleeves went down to the wrists.

“That’s so cute!” Lisa yelled excitedly. “I found something just like that, but the colors are reversed. Look.” She shows her the black dress. “It’s like they were made for us.”

“Let’s just hope these fit us.”

They opened the remaining chests on the other side of the attic. One chest was full of various undergarments, socks, pantyhose, and stockings, and another full of wigs. The remaining ones were full of high heel shoes, heeled boots, and even a chest full of mary janes. As Tonya rummaged through the mary janes, Lisa opened the last chest. It was empty. At least at first. The chest was placed in a deep dark corner which made it difficult for the light to reach.

She beamed her flashlight down in the hollow box to reveal a smaller box, so small that she could fit over one hundred of them in the chest. Lisa wondered why someone would place only one, right square in the middle of a bigger box. She picks it up and gives it a closer look. It looked like it was made out wood, but it was very black, and completely covered with symbols that she could not recognize. At first, it appeared to be locked, but the tiny lock was unlatched. She removes it, and slowly opens the top. What she sees inside causes her to gasp in fear, not loud enough to startle the already distracted Tonya.

Fangs. The wooden box contained a pair of fangs. They didn’t look like any novelty vampire fangs that cover the rest of your teeth like a mouth guard. There were no other teeth besides the two fangs, no lower jaw line, and they were held to what looks like a gum line. Lisa was amazed at how real they looked and felt. She may have acted like the rest of the girls, but she always masked her love for the paranormal from everyone, even Tonya. From the moment she heard the stories of the house, she was anticipating for some kind of spirit activity.

She takes the fangs out of the box, and puts them in her mouth, firmly applying its gum line over her own. She keeps them in place with her index fingers so that they won’t easily fall off. She turns, gets close to Tonya, and called out her name with a half gurgle voice. The moment Tonya turned her head, she yelled out “BLAAAH!!!” Tonya falls on her ass to the floor, and lets out a loud scream. She guffaws, trying not to let go of the gums, but she does anyway when Tonya stands back up and pushes her.

“That’s not funny!” Tonya yelled. “Are those vampire fangs?!”

“You….you should’ve seen the look on your face.” Lisa chortled, with her arms wrapped around her chest.

“I said it’s not funny!” She gives her another push. “Do you want me to leave?!”

Lisa apologizes while trying to calm herself down. “When I saw those fangs in that chest, I just had to do it.”

“Now why would-” Tonya refrained her question. “Just take those stupid things out of your mouth, and let’s get changed!”

“Take them off?” Lisa asked herself. She licks around her mouth, and to her surprise, they are still fastened to her gums. “Huh. These must be the ones that latch on.” She feels around for any gaps in the gum line, but cannot find any. She then tries to press down on them with her nails. “Ow!” she yelled. “I can’t get them off.”

“If you’re trying to scare me again, it’s not working.”

“No, Tonya, I’m serious! Help me get them out!”

Tonya lifts up Lisa’s upper lip, using her flashlight for a better look. She couldn’t find any gap either. She tried tugging on the back of the fangs. Lisa tells her to stop.

“That hurts!” Lisa yelled. She tugs on them herself, but cannot feel any overlap between the fangs and her teeth. “What the hell?! It’s like they’re fused on! What are we going to..” Her sentence is cut off as she lets out a painful groan, which makes her fall to her knees. “My chest!” she gasped out. “It feels like it’s on fire!” Tonya lays her on her back. She was going to head downstairs to call 911, but before she could even let Lisa know, she hears a noise behind her. She looks back and notices the staircase has retracted up, sealing her only exit. She tried to push it open, but it wouldn’t budge. Assuming that Ryan closed it, she yelled out his name, demanding to open it right now. Ryan hasn’t moved an inch since he slammed the door on them earlier. Even if the volume on his TV was muted, he still would not hear Tonya’s cries for help. Even now, as Tonya stomps on the hatch, everything remains silent in the hallway.

“Why won’t this open?!” Tonya yelled at the top of her lungs, “Get us out of here, Ryan! RYAN!!”

“Help me, Tonya,” Lisa said in a raspy voice. She was back up on all fours, slowly crawling towards her friend. She looks at her with tears of pain streaming over her dried tears of laughter. Her skin completely pale, and she is whining on how her head hurts now. With those words, Tonya looks closely, and sees two bumps protruding from her forehead. She starts to tear up as well. She stomps on the hatch more frantically, assuring Lisa that she’ll get help.

Lisa couldn’t make out what Tonya was saying. After a couple of crawling paces, her groans cease with a loud gasp. She freezes still on all fours, staring at Tonya with a expressionless look. Her eyes are completely glazed. Images she has not seen before flood into her mind, replacing bits of her own memories. She’s too weak to block them out. A voice then echoes out through the memory flashes. “Accept me,” it said.

“Who,” Lisa stuttered out loud. “Who is this?”

Tonya thinks the question was towards her. “It’s me, Tonya!” she said. “Keep it together, Lisa!”

Her voice falls on deaf ears, Lisa was more focused on the mysterious voice. It sounded male, but much lower than a human’s. “Accept me, and your pain will become pleasure,” the voice repeated several times. “Yes, I accept you,” Lisa answered in desperately sweet tone. “Please turn my pain into pleasure.”

Tonya stops her attempt for escape. “What are you talking about?” She asked, waving her hand in front of Lisa’s face. She received no response or any eye movements at all. “You’re really scaring me now, Lisa.”

“Please turn my pain into pleasure,” Lisa repeated.

“If this is some kind of prank again, then we’re not friends anymore, Lisa, so stop it right now!”

“Please turn my pain into pleasure.”

“STOP SAYING THAT!” Tonya screamed.

The voice commands Lisa to lay on her back, and she does so without hesitation. It then tells her to spread her legs. She does as commanded. “Masturbate for me,” it said. “Masturbate and drown your pain with pleasure.”

Lisa obeyed the voice, and slowly slides her right hand under her panties. “Please take my pain away,” she begged out loud. “My body aches so much.” She rubs her fingers slowly around her bare sex.

“What are you doing?!” Tonya asked in disgust. She pulls on Lisa’s arm, but her hand wouldn’t budge. She pulls harder, pleading her to stop, but she only motions her hand a little faster.

“Yes! Yes! AAAAAAHN!!” Lisa moaned in ecstasy. “So good! Oooooh, it’s so good! My pain is fading!” She moaned again, burying her left hand under her shirt, and cups her right breast. As she massages it in a circular motion, the bumps on her forehead slowly elongate, and curve back right before Tonya’s eyes.

“I’m sorry, Lisa, but you leave me no choice!” Tonya said, slapping Lisa very hard against her cheek. It didn’t flinch her at all, The red hand mark quickly fades away as Lisa’s pale skin slowly changes light purple. Tonya goes for a second slap, but is pulled away by an invisible force. It pins her against the wall, keeping her lifted two feet from the floor. She tries with all her strength to pull her arms out, but her body wouldn’t budge. In her last attempts, she cries to Lisa to help her free.

Lisa was still in her own world with the mysterious voice. “Your soul will be one with mine,” it said.

“My soul will be one with yours,” Lisa replied, Her moans grow louder, banging her pussy with two fingers.

“We will be immortal,” it said.

“Yes. AAAAHHHN!! We will be immortal!” she replied. She arches herself a little. Tonya watches in horror as a long snake like appendage slithers out from the trim of Lisa’s shorts. It was a tail. It was purple, and the tip of it triangular. As her red hair slowly turn while from the roots, another appendage starts to grow from the front. She lets out a loud gasp as she feels her clit extend along the palm of her sticky hand. She instinctively pulls her fingers out of her slit, and wraps them around her bulging new member.

“With this, we will take over this town,” it said.

“Yes! Yes! We will take over this town!” She replied with sheer joy. Her purple skin turns light blue, her ears pointy, as well as her dark blue fingernails. “I understand everything now, oh dark one!” Lisa declared. The new memories that flooded inside her mind are hers now. She knows what the tailor did to her after she was summoned. She remembers the immense pain of having her fangs and gums ripped out, while being restrained in a powerful summoning circle. Being tortured day after day until she turned into dust, with her soul bound into her fangs. Most of Lisa’s memories have been erased except for the memories of her family, past and present friends, and her very existence herself for the past few months. With those memories mixed in, she now knows that that old bitch is dead, and she will take revenge against the very town she resided in.

“LET US BECOME ONE!!” she begs loudly, pulling harder on her bulging clit under her tight shorts. Her glassy blue eyes begin to glow blood red, groans getting louder. Her dark request is answered as she finally climaxes. Her clit twitches with every orgasm that gushes out. After a long period of short moans, her body slumps back to the floor.

Tonya’s tears continued to flow after witnessing her friend’s transformation. Still restrained against the wall, she cries out Lisa’s a few times.

“Yes?” Lisa replied. Her voice sounded pleasant, yet, low, almost like an adult’s. She sits up, stretches her arms, and glanced over to Tonya. The whites in her eyes were now pitch black and her pupils red. “What is it, Tonya?”

“Lisa? Is that really you?” Tonya asked, with a little rasp in her voice.

“Yes, I’m still Lisa,” she replied, as she stands up, pulling her tail from her pant leg, and sways it back and forth in all its splendor. “But at the same time, I’m not,” she added, before cleaning the cum from her hand. “Mmmm, so delicious.”

“You’re not? But, I don’t understand.”

“I know you don’t, but you will soon enough.” Lisa said with a grin on her face, She walks towards her. Tonya begs her to stay back, but Lisa doesn’t listen. She takes off her jockey hat, and caresses her from her brown Afro perm, and down to her silky smooth cheeks.

“W-what are you doing?” Tonya asked. “S-stop touching me.”

“Why?” Lisa pouted, motioning her hands along her ears. “But you said you loved me,” she lied.

“I,” Tonya stuttered. “I don’t rem..” She gasped as she feels something surging into her ears. She sees the source was Lisa’s hands, and they were glowing blue. She tried to wiggle her head around, but Lisa held it still with a firm grip.

“You don’t remember? That really hurts my feelings, Tonya,” Lisa said. She gets closer, face to face, Her eyes fixated on Tonya’s. Her pupils glowed red once again.

“Please….stop,” Tonya begged faintly. She closes her tear soaked eyes to avert from her bright gaze.

“At least you remember our fateful encounter during lunch recess, right?” Lisa asked the bewildered Tonya. “Right?”

“Y-yes,” Tonya answered. Her mind was getting numb, being filled with suggestions. One mainly telling her to open her eyes, she refused.

“You pulled up a chair, and sat next to me at that table. A table small enough like it was made for us.”

“But… we’re only… friends.”

“We’re more than that. You know, on that day, that I was alone, just as much as I knew that you were.”

“But… but…”

“I fell in love with you the moment I laid my eyes upon you. In fact, yesterday, I wanted to tell you how I felt, but I was so scared that you would reject me.”

Tonya’s mind was going blank. All that she could remember was her name, and her devoted friendship with Lisa. She slowly opens her eyes. “You… were?” she asked.

“Yes. But now that I have become one with the demon within these fangs, I can confess my love for you. Not only that, I am immortal now. I can live forever, Tonya!”

“Live… forever,” Tonya slurred out. Her face showed no emotion at all.

“Yes. And now I’m going to make you immortal. You’re going to be a demon like me.”

“A demon… like you.”

“And together, we will turn everyone in this town into us!”

“Yes together,” she said in monotone. Her pupils started to shimmer the same color as Lisa’s.

“That’s so great to hear.” Lisa said, as her eyes dim down. Her hands stopped glowing as well when she released her grip, gliding her fingers back to clean up her tears. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Lisa.” Tonya replied sincerely. Her face now showed some affection. Lisa responded back with a delightful smile.

“But before we do that, I want you to show me your love for me.”

“Yes. Anything for you, Lisa. I’ll do anything.” As soon as she uttered those words, she is released from her invisible restraints. She falls forward, but Lisa embraces her. Their eyes lock close again, but they both close them, kissing passionately. Tonya’s feet touched the floor, and they both start to grope along their backs. Lisa caresses her hands downwards, and massages her ass. Tonya breaks the kiss, and gasps. Her firm grip, along with the tightness of her pants was making her wet in her panties. She arches her head back a little, giving Lisa the opportunity to nibble kiss the front of her neck, guiding her hands to her thighs, keeping her right in place while her left clamps to her crotch. Tonya stops groping, and lets Lisa take control, panting in rhythm to each little squeeze. Suddenly, Lisa lets go and walks back a few paces. “Why did you stop?”

“Take off your clothes,” commanded Lisa. “It’s almost trick-or-treat time, and we need to get dressed for the occasion.”

“Yes. Anything for you, Lisa.” Tonya complied. She starts her little strip show by taking off her jacket, shirt, and bra. She then turns around, removes her belt, unbuttons, and pulls her pants and panties halfway down, bending forward as they completely come down.

Lisa observes her little brown ass in all its splendor. The little strands of juices that bridged between Tonya’s pussy, and her panties has given her another hard on in her shorts. She keeps it packed in, grabs a pair of white stockings from one of the chests, and tells her to put them on.

Tonya obeys, takes the stockings, and sits on the floor. She takes off her boots and socks, keeping her legs slightly spread. Lifting her right leg up first, she rolls the stocking up, dives her foot into the nylon, and seductively rolls it up to her thigh. She repeats the same procedure with her left leg.

While doing so, Lisa starts undressing herself, ripping off her shirt and bra as she doesn’t need those garments anymore, as well as her high top sneakers and socks. Tonya stops her before she could undo her shorts.

“Please let me remove them,” she begged on her knees. “I’m sorry to speak up, but I noticed your bulge a minute ago, and I want to see what’s behind it first hand.”

“It’s alright,” Lisa consoled her. “You don’t have to apologize. Now pull them down,” she commanded.

Tonya pulls the shorts down, as ordered. Lisa’s six inch clit springs out, fully erect. It’s color of blue was much darker than the rest of her skin. “Now suck it,” Lisa ordered. She starts off by licking along the tip, cleaning up some cum. She then loops her tongue around the lower part of the “shaft,” motioning down to the slit of the pussy, and back up the tip. She does the same to the upper part, before smooching her lips against the tip again, and slowly engulfs it in her mouth. Lisa inhales deeply, feeling it go inside her throat, pulling back halfway, with great suction. She leans her head back, Tonya was blowing her incrementally. She lets out a sharp moan as she feels some fingers penetrate her pussy. She looks down to see Tonya looking back devotedly at her. Biting her lower lip, represses herself from climaxing, but her rapid finger banging proved to be too much for the teen demon. She grabs the top of Tonya’s head, pulls out, and cums on her face. Most of it landed on her tongue. Tonya swishes it around in her mouth, and swallows.

“So delicious,” Tonya said, licking her lips.

Lisa commanded her to stand up. Once Tonya did, she slams one of the chests shut, and pins her on top of it. She gets her into the missionary position. “This is it, my dear Tonya,” She said, as she grazes her clit along the slit of Tonya’s pussy. “Let’s be together forever,” She adjusts the tip in the middle, and it slides deep inside her. Tonya lets out a soft moan, but follows out with a louder one as she feels Lisa sinking her fangs into her shoulder. She wasn’t taking her blood, but Tonya felt something course into her bloodstream. After a minute, she takes them out, and begins to move her hips.

Tonya closed her eyes. She couldn’t feel any pain from the bite from the overwhelming pleasure that’s spreading throughout her entire body. After a couple of minutes of heavy thrusting, her body began to change. Her mocha skin slowly changed to light purple, her hair white. Lisa watches the horn emerge from the sides of her head. This excites her enough to thrust faster. The transformation was also affecting her pussy muscles. They tightening around her clit. Tonya moans louder from the tense friction, She wraps her arms and legs around her, feeling her cervix get penetrated. The hot friction was taking its toll on Lisa as well. Watching Tonya obtaining fangs of her very own is when she finally climaxes, filling her pussy to the brim.

“Oh fuck!” Lisa panted, “I haven’t had a good fuck in forever.” She leans up, and pulls her phallus out, but Tonya’s body was still convulsing with lust. “You’re almost there, my love,” She strokes Tonya’s clit, feeling it grow and expand at the same length as hers. Tonya tries to reach for it, but she grabs her wrist. “This time, it’s my turn to make you cum,” she grinned.

She stands up, lays Tonya’s legs down, and climbs back on top of her. She draws the tip of Tonya’s dark purple phallus to her slit, and thrusts her hips down, plunging it entirely inside her. The rush of it was so much, that it took her a few seconds to regain her composure, place her hands on Tonya’s chest, and begins to motion her hips. “So good! So fucking good!!” Lisa yelled, bouncing herself as fast as she can. “So..fucking-AAAHN!!” She screams as she feels something plugging up her asshole. She looks to see the tip of Tonya’s tail jammed inside. She looks back down to her face.

Tonya stares back. Her eyes were the same color as Lisa’s. Her teeth clenched together to form a sinister grin. It was then that Lisa knew that her transformation was complete. This motivated Lisa to thrust more, but Tonya squeezes her ass cheeks tight, and using her improved strength to lift Lisa up, and pins her against the wall. Now Tonya was in control, fully assaulting Lisa with slow and hard thrusts. She held her close, with her legs wrapped around her waist. Tonya thrusts faster, making Lisa pant heavily with her tongue seductively exposed, She takes it in her mouth, locking her own tongue around. She twists her tail back and forth in the stretched out rim of her asshole. Tonya couldn’t contain herself any longer. She breaks away from their passionate kiss and gushes her load. The sensation of her hot cream filling up her tight walls causes Lisa to spray her cum on both their chests.

“How does it feel to be a demon like me?” Lisa asked, breathing heavily.

“It feels so good,” Tonya said. “I know everything now, and I feel your pain.” She caresses Lisa’s cheek. “You must’ve been lonely being imprisoned in here for so long.”

“Oh, indeed I was,” Lisa said, caressing her back. “But now I have you, and soon, there will be more to come.”

They both finally catch their breath. Tonya feels her clit retracting out of Lisa’s pussy. After getting Lisa’s feet back on the floor, she sees her clit recede back like a turtle hiding its head in its shell.

“Wait a minute!” Tonya remembered. “How are we going to do anything when that stupid ladder door won’t open?!”

“Oh that? That was me,” Lisa said nonchalantly. “Just another perk for a demon that I forgot to mention.”

“Oh. Wait!” Tonya had a epiphany. “So when I got pinned to the wall earlier. That was you, wasn’t it?!”

Lisa scratches the back of her head. “Yeah,” she answered.

“Okay then,” Tonya responded nonchalantly. She turns to the attic door and waves her hand down, and instantly, the step ladder plops down. “Oh, I’m going to enjoy this. Wait, we haven’t gotten dressed up yet.”

“I know, but first, I want my family to dress up. Starting with my little brother.”

Tonya grins in agreement. They hold each other’s hand, and head towards the exit.

xxxxx

It’s five in the afternoon. Two hours have passed since Ryan’s sister and her friend went up to the attic. He spent most of that time playing his game. Earlier, he received a phone call from his mother, Anna. She told him that she was going to be a little late, and wouldn’t arrive home until six, so he and Lisa should get dressed and wait for her in the living room. Ryan figured she would run a little later than that, and continued playing anyway. It was only for a little while until he started to lose to a new group of players, bitched at them, via microphone, that they were cheating Asians, and turned off his console. He lays his costume out on the bed, and takes off his clothes, leaving only his boxers and socks on. He was going to grab for his pants when he heard the door knock.

“Go away, I’m getting dressed!!” he yelled. Picking up his pants, he heard it knock again. “Fuck off, Lisa!” He yelled louder. Before he could even slide one leg in, the door knocked so loud that it made the walls vibrate, causing him to trip and fall ass first to the floor. He gets back up, and stomps his way to unlock the door. “What the fuck is your problem, you stupid bi-” he abruptly screams, and jumps back the moment he opens the door.

“Hello, Ryan.” Lisa snickered. “Did we scare you?”

“Lisa?!” Ryan said, with a shocked expression still on his face.

“Well it ain’t the pope!”

“And I guess that would make me the vice pope,” Tonya retorted. They both giggle.

Ryan would be more curious as to why their voices sounded slightly deeper, let alone that their horns looked too real, but the obvious was.

“Why the fuck are you naked?!” He asked. “I hope you two are not going out looking like that! Mom will flip her shit!”

“Of course we’re not, you little turd!” Lisa replied. “We’re going back to the attic to get dressed, and we want you to come with us.”

“Is that why you pounded on my door like some dumb gorilla?! I think the smell from all that body paint you have on has fucked up your brains. I’m going to put on my costume in here, so you both can kindly fuck off now.”

Tonya placed her arm on the door before Ryan got the chance to close it. He continued an effort to close it, but it wouldn’t budge from her hold. Lisa gets a glance of his costume. A kid’s size version of what the main character wears in the game he was playing.

“You’re wearing that?” Lisa said in disapproval. “I don’t think so.”

“I don’t think so?!” Ryan mocked. “I don’t care what the fuck you think, Lisa! Now tell your stupid friend to let go of my-”

Tonya interrupted him with a slight gesture of her free hand that closes his mouth shut. His voiced sounded muffled in a effort to open it back up. The rest of his body was also paralyzed. The only parts he could would were his eyeballs. “I’m sorry, Lisa, but I couldn’t stand him badmouthing you any longer.”

Ryan muffles louder in response to Tonya’s comment.

“Aw, now he’s even more annoying!” Tonya grumbled.

“I can fix that, my love,” Lisa said. She tells her to pick him up. Tonya lifts his numb body by the arms, pitting his face close to Lisa’s. “Such a potty mouth, you have. This is why I call you turd boy,” she said, while removing his glasses, and tosses them on the floor. Ryan gives her an extra earful of his unintelligible rambling. “And so much anger. I may have forgotten most of our times together, but I’m pretty sure that they were all bad.” She gets close up to his face that the curve in her horns press against his forehead. Her eyes gradually shimmer up again. “I think it’s time to erase all that away.”

The radiance in her pupils intensified. Despite not being able to blink, it didn’t take long for Ryan to succumb to her gaze. His rambling ceases. Eyes remained straightforward to Lisa’s, like a moth to a flame. A few minutes later, it was over. Tonya releases him from her telekinetic hold, but still had to keep him from falling on the floor.

“Aaaah. Sweet silence,” Tonya said. “But wait. If you turn him into a demon, he’ll just bitch and scream again!”

“No, Tonya, my sweet. Unlike you, I completely erased his memories. He’s nothing more than a doll that I will mold to my liking. And just like everyone else in this town, he will be a lowly demon. A demon that will serve under our beckon call.”

“I love the sound of that. Just thinking about turning my little sister into a sex doll is turning me on.”

“Can I turn your mother, once we get to your place?”

“Only if I turn yours.”

“Deal!” Lisa accepted, with a handshake. She kneels down to Ryan. His face remained daze. She holds his head straight to stop it tilting left and right. “Listen to my voice clearly,” she instructed. “Listen and obey.”

“Yes,” Ryan replied, in a monotone voice. “Listen and obey.”

“Your name is Lily.”

“My name is Lily.”

“You are a girl.”

“I am a girl.”

“You are my personal maid.”

“I am your personal maid.”

“You will take orders from me and only me.”

“I will take orders from you and only you.”

“Now when I clap my hands, you will close your eyes, and repeat everything I just said inside your mind. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand.”

With a single clap, he closes his eyes as commanded. Lisa picks him up, holding him like a newborn baby.

“Why can’t he take orders from me as well?!” Tonya pouted.

“Because “she’s” my plaything now. I think it’s fair, considering that you’re going to do this with your sister.”

“I guess you’re right.” Tonya pouted still.

They returned to the attic. Tonya drags the empty chest, that used to contain the fangs, to the middle of the room, where there’s more light. Lisa lays her brother on top of it. She remembered seeing a little girl’s dress that resembled a maid’s uniform earlier, so she sifts through each chest. Tonya received the easy task of removing the only three pieces of clothing. She removes his socks, and nuzzles her cheeks along the soles. She loses herself to the silky smooth feel until she snaps out of it, and stands back up. Checking him out from head to toe, she understood why Lisa wants him to think he was girl. He looked so cute when he wasn’t being a foul mouthed terror. Almost feminine, even. She pulls off his boxers to reveal that he was sporting an erection. It was so small, yet so enticingly cute. “He probably got it when he saw our vaginas,” She thought to herself, with a faint giggle. She gives his pee hole a quick little lick. The urge of sucking on the head arose, but she resisted, worrying that Lisa might notice, and distanced away from it.

Lisa finally finds the dress, which turned out to be an actual maid’s uniform fit for a child. It had the traditional Victorian, complete with a white apron in the front. Tonya lifts him up, and raises his arms up. The uniform slid down on him with ease.

“I’ll take things from here,” Lisa said. “Why don’t you get yourself dressed before my mom comes back. You don’t want to surprise her like we did with Lily.”

“Okay!!” Tonya replied exuberantly.

Lisa gently seats him on the makeup desk chair. she rolls up a pair of stockings on his legs, and slips some Mary Jane shoes on his feet. But something was still not right. She couldn’t put her finger on it until he inspects his drooped down head. His hair. It still looked too boyish for her taste. She hurried to the wig chest. “Too short,” She nit picked. “Too dark. Too curly!” She picks up a brown wig. “Perfect!” She dashed back and tries it on him. I was a perfect fit. It was long, about past his neck in length from the back, short halfway on his forehead from the front, and a little trimmed past his cheeks from the sides. “You’re so beautiful,” She whispered. Suddenly, Tonya calls her name.

“Can you help me tie the back up?” she requested, with her back facing Lisa’s direction. She was wearing the the white Lolita dress she picked out earlier, along with matching colored Mary Janes, with black little bows on the top. Lisa was almost done tightening all the laces together when they both hear a voice from downstairs.

“She’s home,” said Lisa. Tonya tells her to hurry up. “Almost got it all, aaaaaaand done.” She patted her on the back, and watched her head back down. Alone with her new doll, she finishes touching him up with makeup. Black lipstick and eyeliner was only applied on him. She turned the chair around. Taking a good glimpse at his reflection, she caressed her fingers along his right cheek. “Now for the final phase, my precious little slave,” She softly said in his ear. Trailing her lips down to his shoulder, she exposes her fangs once again, and pierces them straight through the flesh.

xxxxx

It was a quarter to six when Anna returned home from another long and grueling day on the job, at the car dealership. It was a waste of time for her boss to keep her on overtime, but she still got paid for the extra time, so she didn’t mind, though on most nights, it takes a toll on her mind, and tonight was one of those nights. She would rather lie down and take a short nap, but she didn’t want her children to go trick or treating by themselves, and if she were to tell Lisa that she was tired, then all that fun she probably had finding a costume would be ruined. “I can last a couple of hours. It’s no biggie,” She thought to herself, while taking off her sneakers. She stepped into the living room and noticed that the kids were not in there waiting for her.

“Lisa! Ryan!” She called out, placing her purse and keys on the table. “We’re heading out in a minutes! Are you done putting on your costumes?!” There was no response. She repeated the question again, but still no response. Thinking that they still might be in the attic, or at least, Ryan was blasting the volume on his television again, she dragged herself upstairs to call them out in hearing distance. She lets out a huge yawn upon making it to the top. After rubbing her eyes for a few seconds, while walking along the hallway.

“Lisa! Ryan! Are you still up..,” she opens her eyes to see Tonya standing in front the attic steps, “OH GOD!!” she screamed, jumping back against the wall!

“Hello, Mrs. Tompkins,” Tonya greeted, with a smile.

“Who are you?!”

“It’s me, Tonya. Lisa’s friend. Didn’t she tell you I was joining you for trick or treating?”

“O-oh,” Anna stuttered. “Y-yeah, she did. Sorry about that, Tonya. You really startled me there.”

“It is me who should apologize, Mrs. Tompkins. I was going to get a drink of water, and you saw me before I got to say hi,” she lied with a polite demeanor.

“No no, that’s alright.” She regained her composure. “Is that one of the dresses from the attic?”

“Why, yes it is, Mrs. Tompkins. Doesn’t it make me look cute?”

“Oh, it does! Though I have to admit, it’s the rest of your costume that scared me.” She gets a closer look at Tonya’s purple skin. “That’s some nice makeup work, even down to the bite mark.”

“Oh, I know. Lisa helped me with that.”

“Are you supposed to be a vampire? If so then I don’t get why you have…” she is about to touch her horns, but she backs her hand away.

“Please don’t touch them, Mrs. Tompkins,” She said with a little discontent. “I don’t want anyone to touch them.”

“I’m sorry, sweetie. I didn’t mean to pry. They just look so real, that’s all.” She then changes the subject. “Is Lisa still up there?”

“Yes, but she told me to tell you not to go up because she’s busy putting makeup on Ryan, and he wants to surprise you when they’re finished.”

“Oh really?” Anna pondered. “The last time they ever had some peaceful sibling interaction was when they were eight and six years old.” She shrugged it off since she enjoyed the rare moments when they’re not fighting. “In case they can’t hear us, tell them that I’m going to my room to change into my costume, and they better be done in fifteen minutes.”

“Alright, Mrs. Tompkins. I will,” She bowed all ladylike.

Anna chuckled at her cute display of etiquette. She heads inside her bedroom, which was a couple of doors past the step ladder, and closes the door upon entering. She lets out a tired sigh, and pulls off her work shirt. Standing in front of her body length mirror, she adjusted her c-cup bra, and takes off her jeans. “You’re going to be one sexy witch,” She said to herself, wiggling her granny panty butt. Another yawn came out, “More like tired witch.” She checked her eyes for any sagging bags. There were none, but she noticed something new. Another wrinkle developed above her cheek. It’s the second one to show up in a year. It’s not that bad for a thirty-seven year old divorced mother of two, but to Anna, she looks like she’s pushing fifty. She wanted to be a sexy witch, not an authentic one. She was going to retrieve the flesh colored make up when suddenly, the door bursts open, giving Anna another jump scare.

“What the hell?!” Anna screamed, folding her arms, and crossing her legs up to cover her indecency. “Tonya?” she called out.

“Yes, Mrs. Tompkins?” Tonya replied politely.

“This is obviously not the bathroom, sweetie, so could you please leave?” she asked kindly, but with an embarrassed look.

“Oh, I know where the bathroom is, Mrs. Tompkins,” She replied, while closing door with a single motion of her index finger. “I wanted to come in here.”

Anna couldn’t see her method of closing the door since her room was dimly lit, but she was starting to freak out that she closed it in the first place. “Then why are you in here? Did something happen to Lisa?”

“Of course not, Mrs. Tompkins. I want to watch you take your underwear off,” She replied, grinning wickedly.

“WHAT?!” Anna yelled. “You have ten seconds to leave this house, or I’ll..” She points her finger to the door, and with a swift hand motion from Tonya, her body stiffened up in that pose. She couldn’t move anything from the neck down. “W-What’s going on?!” She yelled in fear. “I can’t move!”

“Oh you can’t?” Tonya asked apathetically. “This looks serious, Mrs. Tompkins. I’ll go ask for help.” She does no such thing, but rather, twiddled her finger as if she was pulling strings to a puppet. “Hey! You can move! You’re such a dirty liar, Mrs. Tompkins,” She cackled.

“But I’m not doing this!” Anna cried out, Her arms reach back, and the hands unsnap her bra. She tried to move them away to prevent what she knew was going to happen, but all she could do is watch her arms toss the bra on the floor. “Are you doing this to me?!” she yelled.

“I told you that I wanted to see you strip, Mrs. Tompkins.” She glances at Anna’s well formed breasts.

Anna’s watched her arms go down to her waste. Her thumbs slide under the straps of her panties. “Wait, please!” she begged. “I don’t know how you’re doing this, but please don’t make me do this!” Her pleas remained ignored as her upper body bows slightly, and the panties are pulled down. Her left leg lifts up, freeing it from one opening, then comes back down. Her right leg follows, just like that, the panties are also tossed. The only material she has left on were her rainbow colored socks. Her body then straightens up in a pose that a soldier would do in front of a drill sergeant. She starts to cry.

“What’s the matter, Mrs. Tompkins? Are you ashamed of your body?” Tonya asked, as she steps closer to her.

“I-it’s not that!” She sobbed. “You’re a child and this is…wait, what are you doing?!” She sees Tonya kneeling down in front of her exposed sex.

“Is that all? Don’t worry, Mrs. Tompkins. I’m not a child anymore. Watch and see for yourself.” Her purple tongue slithers in between the tight gap of Anna’s thighs, just inches away from her sex. Listening to Anna’s mixed bag of panting and continued pleading for her to stop, she lashes in and out in a penetration motion. Once it slinked deep enough, close to her asshole, she licks up, and completely covers the slit. Her nose pressed on her brown pubic hair. It smelled so divine.

Anna felt every rough lash on her slightly drooped pussy lips. The sensation became even more intense since her body could not squirm. She eventually stopped pleading for Tonya to stop. Her mouth dropped open, and her tongue stuck out, panting heavily like a dog on a hot day. “She’s turning me on,” She thought. “A little girl is turning me on! This is so wrong.” Her train of thought derails with a loud moan, feeling Tonya’s mouth envelop her clit, massaging it with her wet hot crimson lips. “Must not give in,” She thought again, but once again, she breaks away, and lets out several moans. Tonya had clenched her hands on her buttcheeks, and buried her face deep in her crotch. She suckled hard on a good portion of her pussy. The heavy assault on her clit by the rough licks of her tongue is when she lost her willpower to not orgasm on a twelve year old.

Tonya quickly backs up to the side so she wouldn’t get her dress ruined. Now in a safe spot, she extends her orgasm a bit more by fingering her rapidly. She grinned at the sight of Anna looking up at the ceiling, with her tongue out, heavily panting. She pulls her hand away, and eats up all the juices she managed to collect. “Mmmmmm!!! You let out so much, Mrs. Tompkins. I bet you haven’t had sex in a long time!” She giggled. Then, by using the same hand gesture, she makes Anna walk to her bed, and lays down while still in the same straight pose. She climbs into bed with her, sitting her bare ass on Anna’s stomach, resting her stocking legs next to her arms.

“Why?” Anna faintly asked. “Why are you doing this?”

“A few reasons, really,” Tonya explained, as her eyes started to glow. “For one: I needed to do this. Two: I am pretty horny, and three: I wanted to give Mrs. Tompkins a well deserved orgasm ride before I erase Mrs. Tompkins from existence.”

“I don’t under…”

“Farewell, Mrs. Tompkins,” Tonya giggled. Her eyes had brightened intensely, starring closer into Anna’s. She grinned ear to ear, observing Anna’s sadness and confusion fade away. Every memory of her childhood, all the way to the memory of her children. Thirty seven years of her life vanish in only two minutes. Her eyes widen. Her vacant black pupils turn shiny pink. They slightly avert from Tonya’s radiant stare, and remained fixated to the ceiling. Almost certain that it’s over, Tonya dimmed her eyes. Her felt a tingling sensation in her crotch. The same kind of sensation she had just after being fucked by Lisa. She lifts up the front of her dress to reveal her fully erect clit, laying comfortably on Anna’s chest. The mere thought of erasing someone’s identity gives her such delight. Worried that this might’ve stained the skirt, she rubbed the tip to check if anything came out. She sighed in relief, as it turned out to be to dry. She then pondered on what she had to do next. This was her first human to demon conversion, and she wanted to do this right. “Now I remember!” The light bulb in her head turned on.

“Listen to my voice clearly,” Tonya instructed. “Listen and obey.”

“I listen, and I obey,” Anna replied in a monotone voice.

Tonya deviated away for a few seconds. “It’s working! It’s really working!” She screamed in thought, covering her lips to muffle her jubilant squealing. Calming herself down, she contemplated on a new name. Flashing back to her demonic memories, one name surfaces up.

“Your name is Azul.”

“My name is Azul,” Anna replied.

“You are an inferior demon.”

“I am an inferior demon.”

“You will protect and serve your superiors.”

“I will protect and serve my superiors.”

“Now when I clap my hands, you will close your eyes, and repeat everything I just said inside your mind. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand.”

“That’s good. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand clap!” She said while clapping at the same time.

Anna closed her eyes. Every sentence told to her repeats, slowly incubating her brain with every repetition. Tonya bide the time, for the mental remolding, by having a little playtime with her statuesque body. She fondles her breasts for a while. They were so firm to the touch that she eventually suckled one of them. Anna did not react at all. Next, she rubs her long smooth legs. She pulls off her rainbow socks, and gave one them a hard sniff. The sweaty aroma drove wild. Smothering her nose with it, she inhaled again, and exhales a shuddering moan. She continued breathing into it, while jacking herself off with the other sock, until she ejaculated into its wooly fibers.

“Oh fuck!” She panted, looking at the digital alarm clock on the nightstand. Thirty minutes had passed by, and it was enough to proceed to the final phase. She cleaned her clit. It did not retreat back like it did last time, but it remained flaccid. She throws the sticky socks aside, and crawled up to Anna’s upper body, tilted her head slightly to the right, and sunk her fangs into her shoulder. She kept them clamped until Anna lets out a distorted groan so loud that it startled her off the bed.

Anna’s moans resonated the room. She spasms back and forth, digging her sharpened black fingernails into the mattress. Her skin became blood red, every brown strand of her hair faded black as the night. She raised her hips high, and spreads her legs as her tail grows out from above her ass crack. Its tip was pointy, and curved at the sides like the ace of spades. Her horns soon followed from the sides of her forehead, curving back, just like Lisa’s. Her moans become lustful roars as her midair hips bobbed as she fingers her pussy ferociously, and pinching one of her erect, chocolate brown nipples. Her fingers eventually trailed away from the slit, and onto her enlarging clit, gripping it as it inflates with more girth. She opened her pitch black, pink-pupiled glowing eyes, watching her phallus grow, while tugging it hard and at a fast pace. It cocked up to eight inches in length. Suddenly, she climaxes, letting out one loud blissful roar. Her juices spurted high. Some of it landing on her face. Her hips plop back down, causing the box-spring to collapse a bit. Her moans die down, replaced by heavy breathing. Her moment of self rapture didn’t last for long as she heard a familiar voice call to her from outside the foot of the bed. Tonya was standing there the whole time, watching her erotic metamorphosis. She had her frilly skirt raised up with one hand, and masturbating with the other. She was still jerking on it.

“You there!” Tonya said, while glaring at her with carnal lust. “What is your name?”

“My name is Azul,” she replied with a slightly deep voice.

“Who am I?”

“You’re my mistress. You’ll always be my mistress.”

“You made me horny again, Azul. What are you going to do about it?”

“Do with me as you please, Mistress.”

“Beg for it, you lowly demon!”

Azul rolled on her left side. She lifts up her right leg, inserts a couple of fingers inside each hole, and spreads them open “Fuck me, Mistress. Fuck this inferior beast as long as you want.”

“I couldn’t hear you. You need to speak louder.”

She yells out, at the top of her lungs, to fuck her. Tonya’s wicked grin surfaces once more, and immediately, she pounced. Azul moans softly, feeling Tonya penetrate her asshole in one thrust. Tonya bear hugged herself to her thigh, fucking her wildly. The friction inside her tight hole felt intense, so she leaned forward to bend her leg back to loosen it up. Azul was fully erect again. She was about to stroke, but Tonya beat her to it. She clenched tightly on the tip, tugging it hard. Azul breathed heavily in agonizing pleasure. The toes of her dangling foot curled up.

“You dirty whore!” Tonya yelled. “Your big ass is still too tight! Now you’re going to take it in the throat as punishment!”

“Yes, Mistress!” Azul panted. “Give it all to me. This whore is hungry!”

She invitingly opens her mouth wide. On the verge of another climax, Tonya pulls out, and jams her filthy clit deep inside. Her skirt shrouded Azul’s head. She managed to hold herself in a little longer to give her throat a few slow thrusts, but Azul puckered her lips tightly, and sucked her cheeks in, making her mouth as compact as her asshole. She makes one final thrust, and orgasm, letting out short grunts with each spurt. Azul climaxed as well, feeling every ounce go down in her esophagus. Tonya pulled out, letting the remaining juices drip down Azul’s enamored, half wrinkled face. She was kind enough to wipe it off, and feed it to her, watching her lap it up like a goat in a petting zoo. She gets off her, and sits on the bedside, watching her clit finally shink back to it’s normal size. She also noticed a couple of stains on the frills of her skirt. “Oh well.” Tonya shrugged. “It could’ve been worse.”

Azul’s clit also shrank back as her body calmed down. “Did I satisfy you, Mistress?” she asked.

“Yes, you did, my big, sexy slave. Now follow me. We’re going to meet your other mistress.”

“Really?!” She asked joyously. “Oh goodie!!”

Tonya takes her hand, and escorts her up the attic, hearing sex noises as they climb. Tonya peered her head up to see Lisa viciously fucking the feminized demon that used to be called Ryan. She was standing, but her knees were bent forward. She had him under a headlock, with his legs pulled up so high, that his dangling Mary Jane shoes were just inches from his ears His skin had completely turned dark pink. The horns on the sides of his head were small, and curled up, like a ram’s.

“So….good,” Lily stuttered, with his tongue drooping out. “Ass-pussy… feels so good.”

Tonya gasped in excitement. “He’s so cute!!” She screamed.

“It’s SHE’S so cute,” Lisa panted out. “Oh fuck!” she yelled, as Azul made her entrance. “Is that…”

“Yes, my love,” Tonya interrupted. “This is Azul. Azul? Meet your second mistress.”

Azul bowed. “It is my extreme pleasure to serve you, my mistresses,” she said politely.

“Suck my maid’s girl cock,” Lisa commanded.

“As you wish.” She gets closer towards the siblings, and then gets on her knees. She holds her former son’s erratically flopping hard penis still. It appeared to have grown a few inches higher from his transformation. She jerks it for a few seconds, while licking his peehole, before fully engulfing it down throat. Her head bobbed, making the same vacuum like suction she previously performed on Tonya.

“Cum… gonna cum,” Lily stuttered.

“You will not cum until I do!” Lisa ordered.

“Yes… mistress… must… not…. cum… must… not… cum…” He repeated several times. He felt Lisa’s clit rubbing his prostate. The mother/sister assault would’ve made him orgasm by now, but he wouldn’t. His eyes rolled up high to where the bottom of his pupils could be seen from the lids. His wig slanted to the side of his head, revealing his actual, light pink hair. His left shoe popped off from the heel. It swung off his toes before it fell to the floor. He was in his own little euphoric world until a sudden rush of heat inside his ass burst it all away. His body convulsed to every spurt that shot out from Lisa. He blows his load at the same time, filling up Azul’s mouth

“Remember to leave me some when you’re finished,” Tonya requested. Azul gulped half of Lily’s cum down. She then takes her mouth out, opening it wide while looking upwards. Tonya goes in and Frenches her, spit balling the rest. She stands back up, smacking her lips. “Thank you, servant.”

“You’re welcome, mistress,” Azul replied happily. Lisa immediately tells her to catch Lily, which she did, and gently lays him belly first on the floor.

“Mooooore,” he said faintly, lifting up his skirt, and presenting his gaping, cum drenched ass to Lisa. “Fuck my ass-pussy some more, Mistress,” he persisted a little louder, spreading his ass cheeks.

Lisa kicks him back flat on the floor. “Were you giving me orders just now?!” she yelled. “I am the one who gives the orders, you little bitch! Consider that your last ass-fucking!”

“No!” Lily shouted, stammering back up on his knees. “I’m sorry, mistress! Please don’t punish me!” he cried.

Lisa straightened his wig back in place. “Damn it! I can’t stay mad at that cute face. Alright. I’ll rescind your punishment after you do some chores.”

“Th-thank you, mistress,” he sniffled before giving her a hug. “I promise I won’t get out of line like that again.”

“Let’s see that you don’t.” She helps him up, giving him a little kiss on his forehead. “Now put your shoe back on, and help me, and Azul with our costumes.”

It was a quarter past seven, and all the children were still out collecting candy. There was no porch light, so nobody came to knock on the door. Everybody was downstairs, in full costume. Lisa had on the black Lolita dress, she found earlier, with the white frills, which made her and Tonya look like they were demonic twins. Her Mary Janes matched the dress, but she decided to wear a pair of white frilly socks instead of fully matching Tonya with any stockings. Though what did match was her crimson lips. She also added a little more blush to her cheeks

“How do I look?” she asked Tonya, now that they are in a room with better lighting.

“You look delicious, my love,” she responded, giving her a quick kiss on her juicy red lips.

Azul was wearing a long but slim dark green dress that sophisticated women wore while having a night on the town. It even came complete with a matching color hat, and high heels. Under her dress, she wore black pantyhose, with nothing underneath. Her hair was rolled up into a bun to complete the ensemble.

“Are you all set, Azul?” Lisa asked.

“Yes, mistress.” she replied with a smile.

“Good. Now, Lily. We won’t be back until dawn, so I want this house perfectly clean when we return. Do a good job, and I’ll give you a reward.”

“Yes, mistress, I will!” Lily replied with excitement, clenching his ass when he heard the word “reward.” He waves the three ladies goodbye as the two tweens grab their candy bags and head outside.

They spent the next hour walking down streets with many houses, asking for candy on the ones with their lights on. They didn’t really care for the candy. They’re only doing this to find out how occupants were living in each house. Azul was always standing behind the girls as she was ordered to keep count and memorize how many men, women and children. People were awestruck of their presence, whenever they casually walked along the sidewalk. Some even wanted to take selfies with them. Many of the little children, on the other hand, were scared of their faces. They both giggled every time they make a whole group of them run away screaming.

Almost all of the porch lights were off by the time they made it to Tonya’s house.

“Do you remember the plan, Azul?” Tonya asked.

“Of course, mistress,” she replied kindly. “I subdue and convert your mother while you and Mistress Lisa convert your sister.”

“And when my father comes home?”

“Then I will kill him,” she answered kindly.

“Very good. Maybe I’ll give you a reward as well, when the night is over.”

“I can’t wait to make that little brown cutie mine,” Lisa said with a grin.

“Hey!” Tonya snapped at her, but didn’t yell too loud. “We had a deal!”

“I know, my sweet. I was only joking.”

“It better be!”

Lisa gestured her apology by giving her a short, but passionate kiss. “You know I would never hurt your feelings.”

“I know you won’t, my love.”

They kiss one more time before all three walked up to the porch steps, and knocked on the door.

“We’re all out of candy!!” a woman’s voice shouted from inside.

“It’s me, mom!” Tonya shouted back, changing the tone of her voice to the one she had when she was human.

“Well, it’s about time, baby girl! Hold on, I’m coming.”

They hear the door unlock. They hold out their candy bags, just before the door started to open.

TRICK OR TREAT!

THE END