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Revenge is Best Served Hot Ch. 01

By: Mesmeri



This is the fourth story about the adventures of Jack. I highly recommend you read 'For Your Eyes Only', 'Having Fun With Faith' and 'Call me Jack' first.

I'd also like to take this opportunity to thank JHB for his help in keeping this story readable. And as a final note, this story is mine so please don't reproduce it anywhere else without asking my permission first.

Revenge is best served hot

Chapter I

"While Quantum Mechanics and General Relativity both accurately describe the workings of their part of the universe, they only describe a part. Which means that our understanding is still not truly accurate. But the pursuit of the Unified Field Theory..." As the professor went on, most of the students listening were taking notes or pretending to do so.

Of the ones that weren't doing that and whose minds seemed to be somewhere else, even they had a notebook or laptop opened and ready as if they were going to start taking notes any second. Only one person didn't have anything on his table except his feet.

The fascinated look on his pleasant face belied his slouched position. Still, his posture would have elicited a comment from the professor if he had actually been able to see him. But Jack had no reason to allow that. He was just there to learn.

'Humanity really has invented a lot of new stuff while I was away,' he thought. Of course he already learned quite a bit in the scant months he was out and about but there was so much more, so he came here. Not to eat but to learn.

They had universities back when he was locked up but things had changed so much. And in other ways they hadn't. Simply feeling he could tell someone was really enjoying an apple outside in the sun and not too far from the apple-eater a couple was in a liplock.

Suddenly a new feeling screeched along his extended senses making him flinch. 'Pain, so much pain, how did I miss it?' He already knew the answer, but he simply couldn't believe he had missed it just because he hadn't been looking for some sustenance. 

Jack deliberated on ignoring it and just listening to the lecture but now that he had become aware of it, it wouldn't go away. Buzzing away in the background Jack just had to know what had caused this much emotional pain. As a pleasure demon he preferred to stay away from pain but in this case that would mean leaving the university.

And he was curious. Given the distance there had to be a lot of pain. Jack wanted to know what had caused it. With a thought he flew up and towards the source, ignoring walls and floors as if they weren't there.

He arrived in little time and was about to poke his head in when he felt it. Masked by the human emotion he finally felt the presence of another demon for the first time since he woke up in this new century. His joy at this development was short-lived when he determined what kind of demon was in there with the girl.

'A pain demon, of all the demons I could encounter it's one of them.' This added a dimension of danger to satisfying his curiosity. Pain demons and pleasure demons didn't get along and in a fight, Jack's kind always was at a disadvantage. 'On the other hand, his presence is so weak I only felt it now. It can't be older than a year or two. Experience is on my side.'

Thus resolved he stepped into the small room and right away he wished he hadn't. Standing so close to the source it felt like he was standing right next to an erupting volcano in the middle of a blizzard. But that sensation was quickly forgotten as he beheld the sight before him.

The woman on the bed looked miserable and filthy, her eyes were red and puffy with bags under them. She was obviously exhausted, both physically and mentally. But that wasn't the thing that infuriated him, it was the demon before him.

"You never really thought I loved you, that I thought you were girlfriend material? Deep down you knew better. Deep down you knew you aren't worth loving, that you're just convenient. After all, how many people have gone through the trouble of actually loving you so far?" The demon said reasonably to the girl. He appeared like a young man, clean cut and somewhat handsome.

The demon was reinforcing the pain, letting it feed off itself to create more. Jack knew the process, he used it himself. But this was different, the demon wasn't feeding.

'He's just toying with her,' Jack concluded. 'And if this goes on, he'll create another pain demon.'

That was enough for Jack who now made his move. "Yo," he greeted the other demon jovially.

The pain demon whirled around and shifted into the form of a beautiful young woman with raven hair. She looked at him with suspicion. "You can't have this one. She belongs to Master, go fetch your own meal."

Jack didn't stop smiling at being misclassified, but he was intrigued by the mention of this 'Master' character. "Not even a little bit? It's not like you're eating it and there is so much. Not like your Master would notice anyway..."

The pain demon actually hissed and her hand became claw-like. "Master's property is not to be touched. He has plans for her, I am to eliminate any interference."

The last part seemed to be addressed to herself for after saying that she leaped forward, ready to rake her claws across his form. 'Like a human,' Jack noted. 'She wants to fight like a human, because she probably was one not too long ago.'

Jack didn't have that handicap. He just extended his arm, plunging his hand into her form stopping her cold. 'Now comes the hard part.' Because unlike a pain demon, he couldn't just use his food to kill his opponent. He had to claw her form apart with his own. It was easier like this, doing it from the inside.

The pain demon was howling a protest and begun to claw at his arm, slicing ribbons off but not doing much more than that. It weakened him and that made the woman's pain even more unbearable but he could weather it, just for a little while longer.

The pleasure demon was amazed at how easy this was going. His opponent obviously had no experience with this kind of combat or her own powers. She wasn't even trying to fight back, not really. Scratching his arm wouldn't really do much; she should have pushed his essence out of her form, if she knew how.

And then it happened. Her form grew still as her mouth gaped open. "Mas..." the rest was cut off as she simply dissolved into vapor that blew away on a non-existent wind. But Jack didn't pay attention to her demise, he was more interested in the image he received just as she fell apart. 

The appearance of her 'Master', the one that most likely created the demon in the first place. It was the young man she had used to torment the woman on the bed. Taking another look at the young woman he delved deeper for something beside the overwhelming pain she was still exuding. And there it was, glimmering like only magic could. "A warlock," Jack cursed.

-------------------------------------------------Sonya knew she was going insane, the hallucinations alone were proof of that if the way suicide was starting to become attractive wasn't acceptable as evidence.

But she couldn't stop, it just kept hurting more and more. Even remembering the good times, few there were, just made it worse. For most of High school she had been overweight and awkward. Basically, a social leper. But things change so by the time she arrived at college she had become pleasantly curved.

She had been a little disappointed that she had ended up without a roommate but at the same time she liked the privacy. And she was making friends anyway, real friends. One of whom introduced her to the wonders of sex. It never rose beyond the level of friends with benefits but she had fun and so did he. It only lasted a month before they both agreed to go back to being just friends as they both were looking for a little romance. Something they knew they weren't going to find with each other.

Sonya thought she had found it with Eric Stone, a courteous sophomore who looked like he should be dating cheerleaders. She so wanted to take things slow with him, thinking this could be the real thing even if it wasn't going to last forever. 

Somehow that intention had gone right out of the window after just a few dates. The sex had been nice even if Eric proved more selfish in the bedchamber. Things had gone really wrong after that however. They stopped going on dates and just went straight to the fucking and that was the right word for it. She had become a booty call, his dirty little secret. She started to spend less and less time with her friends because she didn't want to risk being unavailable to Eric. The stupid thing was, she couldn't say no or put a stop to it. 

Even when she saw Eric kissing some other girl she didn't march up and break it off right there. She called him and confronted him in her room, actually hoping she could force Eric to choose her over that other girl. He hadn't and had just dumped her there on the spot.

That was 2 days ago and she couldn't stop crying, couldn't stop reliving the break-up and just how right her hallucination was. Of course the mere fact that she actually believed Eric was in her room jeering at her was only adding to her despair. She knew it wasn't real but the mirage wouldn't go away, it kept taunting her.

The world was crushing her, slowly and remorselessly with the window too far for her to reach so she could jump away from it. Then suddenly the hallucination was quiet. Sonya looked around but could find no trace of it. At the same time something within her relaxed. The pain wasn't gone, it just wasn't trying to push her down anymore. Instead of getting ever worse, it just seemed to remain stable.

It was such a relief that she actually smiled even though she still felt like someone had smashed her heart into a fine powder. She started lifting herself up when her vision got filled by a woman's face. "Feeling better?"

"Iaaah," she shrieked. Too tired to even try to restrain her reaction she almost fell of the bed when she pushed herself away from this new visitor. The woman just kept on smiling pleasantly. In fact, her entire appearance could best be described as pleasant.

Brown, shoulder-length hair framed an unremarkable face. She was wearing an evening gown of all things that showcased a very modest cleavage and a split revealed a single, long leg. But her choice of outfit wasn't the weirdest part of her, her eyes took that title. Iris and pupil seamlessly flowed into each other turning her eyes into black pools.

Yet they weren't frightening to Sonya, they were captivating. "Well, you should anyway. And from here on out things will only get better. A lot if you take my advice."

"Advice?" Sonya asked numbly. This was even worse. Before her hallucination just did its thing, it didn't really interact with her. But not this one, it was acting like it was real. 'It's official, I've lost it.'

The hallucination straightened herself before replying. "Yep, and my first piece of advice is both the most important and the simplest I'll give you. Stop sulking and start doing something about this."

"Oookay," Sonya said slowly. "Do what exactly? Take a shower maybe?" She sniffed her T-shirt. "Yech, definitely."

"That too," the hallucination conceded. "But I was thinking a little more long-term. I was thinking of revenge." She almost seemed to caress the word.

"Revenge?" The college student choked out. "Does this end with me up on a bell-tower with a rifle of some kind? Cause if it does, I should warn you I'm a terrible shot."

The hallucination's smile got a little wider. "Nothing so trite, dear. I was thinking of something more fitting to the crime. He used you and dumped you so why don't you return the favor by having his new girl dump him."

Sonya blinked. "And how am I supposed to do that? It's not like she's my best friend or anything. I barely know her name."

"Why, you seduce her of course." The hallucination said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"So... this is how it feels to be completely insane," the college student said to herself. "You know, I always figured the world would look different to somebody that went bonkers, more exciting." She looked around. "It figures I got stuck with the boring kind of insanity."

"But you're not a very reliable judge of that, now are you?" The hallucination interjected. "If you are insane than you are hardly a reliable judge on anybody's sanity and if you're not insane than something else is going on."

"Something else?" Sonya asked wearily. It sounded attractive, the notion that she wasn't losing it. That it wasn't her fault, that there was a solution.

"Hmhm, like maybe Eric drugged you. It's obvious now he isn't the man he pretends to be."

"That's true." And something now glowed inside her. It was anger, anger at being treated this way. Anger at being played, anger at being used like her feelings didn't matter. It felt good. "But I'm not into girls," she protested.

"It's college, you're supposed to experiment. And this is for her benefit as well. You don't want her to get the same treatment you got, do you?"

She hesitated. "Well, no. I don't think Cameron even knew he was seeing anybody else. Eric wanted..." Her face reddened in embarrassment. "He wanted me to keep quiet about our relationship. Some bullshit about his parents not approving."

"That's the spirit! And you won't be alone because I'll help you every step of the way. Deal?"

Again Sonya hesitated. Reacting to a hallucination like it was something other than a figment of her imagination couldn't be healthy. But this was better than her earlier breakdown, if not healthier. And while revenge was getting more attractive by the minute, seducing anybody was a daunting task to her. But she couldn't come up with a better plan either.

So the choice really wasn't a choice at all. "Deal," she nodded.

The hallucination's eyes turned completely black for a moment and Sonya felt a rush of something but it was gone as fast as it came. "Excellent," the word distracted her from examining what had just happened. "And I got a plan already but it will take a lot of work so why don't you get some sleep now and let the shower wait until tomorrow."

"I don't," she yawned. She did feel tired, she had felt tired for days. But this was different, this was a good kind of tired. "Just going to close my eyes for a while. Still have homework to do and..." another yawn stopped her from finishing the sentence. She snuggled into a drier patch of her pillow and sank into oblivion.

Unseen by her, her 'hallucination' sank 

into her without meeting any resistance. Just a pleasurable sigh from Sonya.

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Sonya tried to block the light out and snuggle deeper but it didn't work, she was waking up. Bleary-eyed she took stock of her surroundings, looking for a clue what day it was. It had been Friday, her last class had just ended and she was walking to her dorm when... she had seen Eric with another woman.

'Damn, damn, damn,' kept going through her mind as she recalled the events after that. 'Is it Sunday or Monday? For how long did I bawl my eyes out?' Judging from the position of the sun it was mid-day of whatever day it was. Luckily she didn't have any classes on Monday so she had some time to take stock and see how much work she had left to do.

'Work, oh shit,' she thought as she finally remembered that final hallucination. She quickly looked around to see if the hallucination was still there but she was mercifully alone. 'I'm back to normal.' It was a hope as much as it was a conclusion. 

'I am back to normal,' she pondered. Carefully she touched on the memory of the break-up, readying herself for the sorrow that had engulfed her the first time. But it wasn't there anymore, all she found was anger and a little shame. Anger at the way Eric had treated her and shame that she had let him. 'Where did it all go? This isn't normal, to get over something like that so fast. It can't be. What's going on?' No one answered which didn't relieve her as much as it should. 'Right then, on with more important things. Like my studies.' She sniffed. 'But first things first, a shower.'

She quickly picked up a towel and other necessities before leaving her room and padding down the hallway to one of the four showers their floor had. Everything was quiet leaving Sonya to suspect it was Monday after all. She had to wait a while before the shower got hot but didn't waste time to jump under it once it did.

'I was really out of it there at the end,' she mused as she began soaping up. 'I was actually thinking of seducing another woman. I wouldn't even know how to do it with a man, how am I supposed to do that to a woman?' 

Unbidden an image came to her. Cameron's face so very close giving Sonya a close look at her Asiatic features. Her face was expecting and Sonya just knew what she was anticipating. She teasingly pulled her closer, just enough for Cameron to take that last leap and kiss her hungrily. The sensation of Sonya's nipples rubbing against her silken skin felt fantastic.

She awoke from the fantasy when her hands pinched the aforementioned nipples. She was panting and wet. 'What the hell? Where did that come from?'

"Your imagination, with a little help from yours truly," a feminine voice whispered in her ear. "I just realized I didn't introduce myself, you can call me Jackie."

"Nooo, oooh," She started to complain but halfway it turned into a moan as her hands kneaded her breasts on their own. "S-stop that, please?"

"Why? You are enjoying it and so am I." Before Sonya could offer further protest the hallucination continued. "But you are uncomfortable with it and getting frightened so I will hold off. We need to talk anyway."

"No we don't, just leave me alone. You're nothing more than a figment of my imagination." She resolutely began washing off the soap. She didn't even react when a naked Jackie appeared before her.

"I have considered leaving you in the belief I am just that, but it is just too dangerous." That got Sonya's attention. "I am a pleasure demon, Sonya. I came originally to see who was in such pain but what I found forced me to intervene."

"I'm not listening," Sonya singsonged.

"There was a pain demon there, she is the one that caused your breakdown. She is the one that tormented you with the image of your ex." Sonya stopped for a moment before shaking her head furiously. She resumed washing her hair. "Of course, the pain demon wouldn't have had such an easy task if your ex-boyfriend hadn't cast an Obsession spell on you," Jackie finished.

This time Sonya didn't just stop, she looked over at her hallucination. "What?" she choked out.

Jackie's tone turned compassionate. "An 

Obsession spell does exactly as it sounds. You became obsessed with Eric, you had to have him. After a while you couldn't deny him anything and when he broke it off, the spell turned even more destructive."

It sounded sort of plausible, if you actually believed in magic. Which she obviously didn't. Even if it did explain why she had invited him into her bed so soon when she had resolved not to do that only a short while before. Or the way she had been happy with the scraps of attention he threw her way later on. "If that was true, why don't I feel this obsession right now?"

"It doesn't last very long, it needs to be renewed every few days. Something your ex didn't bother with once you were under his pain demon's tender mercies. And I ate what was left of the magical energy up while you were asleep." The hallucination grimaced. "Not exactly what I call appetizing but at least it is low on calories." Her hands flowed down to accentuate her legs. "Those always go straight to my thighs."

"I-Yeeow," Sonya yipped as the water turned cold. She quickly shimmied out of the shower and shivering she began to dry off. 'Could it be true? Of course not, but I want it to be true. Because it makes me a victim instead of just a stupid girl that got toyed with. Still, this could be my subconscious trying to point something out in its own weird way. That Eric maybe had done something to me to make me act so different.'


Revenge is Best Served Hot Ch. 01



She was still debating the subject when she arrived back at her room, Jackie already waiting in a labcoat. "You know, dressing up like this every time doesn't help your case for not being a hallucination."

Jackie smiled mischievously. "Are you saying you want me undressed? It can be arranged."

Sonya reddened. "No, no that's alright. That would be too distracting... Ehm, not that I would look or anything. Oh forget it, this is insane. I'm insane for even believing you were a demon for just a minute. It's time to face the truth, I acted like an airhead and now I can't face that so my mind is fleeing into this delusion. Never knew I was this imaginative but you learn something every day."

Further recriminations were stopped by Jackie. "You are wrong, but I don't think we have the time for me to convince you of that so I will just have to show you."

She vanished with those words, leaving Sonya wondering what she meant by that. "Oh yeah, disappearing into thin air really showed me you're a demon. That's something a halluc-Hey, what the hell?" she exclaimed as her body moved to her desk on its own. She couldn't even stop it, it just took a seat and opened her laptop.

Jackie's voice spoke inside her mind, 'sorry about this, but we have a deal and you need my help for this.' She opened a window and her hands began to type. She vaguely recognized it as computer code.

"You've got to be kidding me," Sonya whispered as her hands kept typing.

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"Kimberly, do you have company?" Cameron Simms asked after opening the door a crack. The room was quiet indicating her roommate wasn't in. With a sigh of relief she went inside.

Her parents had instilled some very strict ideas on her when it came to sex which made it difficult to live with such a promiscuous roommate. It wasn't until after the second time she caught Kimberly, or Kim as she kept on insisting, with company that she had learnt her lesson.

It would have been easier for Cameron if Kimberly wasn't such a likable person as well. It made it hard to pigeonhole her as an immoral woman when she was so nice. 'But maybe I shouldn't be so hasty on casting the first stone. After all, I am actually dating a boy now, I'm even kissing him! On the mouth.'

She blushed furiously as she recalled how forward she had been on last night's date. She had actually initiated that kiss. But it wasn't too wrong, Eric was a decent man who respected her. He would wait until they got married, she was sure of it.

Shaking off her vague fantasy of their wedding night Cameron booted up the computer she shared with Kimberly. She first checked her email. 'Junk, junk, mail from student-administration, more junk.' She reached the last entry in her inbox and paused there, unsure if it was junk.

'Survey for my Project,' she read. 'The sender is from this university, S.Bergmann.' She opened the mail and noticed it had an attachment, an exe file. 

Apparently one of her fellow students had to do a number of surveys and was asking for five minutes of her time. Questions could get a little personal but she could guarantee anonymity because the program included with the email sent them in automatically. The goal was to test some kind of relaxation technique to see how it affected survey answers on embarrassing subjects.

She wasn't a complete technophile so she used her virusscanner first, before clicking it. She was curious to see what it entailed and she was reasonably sure she could trust a fellow student. It came back clean so she installed the program and started it up.

The screen turned ocean-blue and some text appeared on screen telling her that the program would respond to her answers by removing unnecessary questions from its cue. 'Very thoughtful,' she mused as she continued on. The first question came on screen with '(Y/N)' underneath it. Simple enough.

The first put her at ease right away, it was obvious a very generic test. 'Are you a boy or a girl?' A no-brainer.

She read the next question, or better said statement. 'I have a boyfriend. Well, yes I do.' So she pressed Y.

'I have a girlfriend.' She blinked. 'Obviously its got some kinks. No, I don't.'

Fourth question. 'I've had sex.' She quickly pressed N for that one. Luckily the program worked this time so it didn't ask her about her non-existant encounters. Didn't mean it wasn't equally embarrassing. 

'I enjoy masturbating.' She was having second thoughts about sending it in, even if the only one to see her answers was another woman. 'And shouldn't you be asking me if I did that first? Anyway, the answer is NO.'

'I have wet dreams regularly.' This too received a swift negative response. 

The text that followed wasn't another question. 'Thank you, this concludes the first part of the survey. Now follows a brief animated interlude to relax you and then the questions are asked again. Please use the first answer that comes to you.'

The background stayed the same color but from the edges words began to flow over the screen. But flow was the wrong word, the strings of letters were more like snakes bending and twisting themselves into one another to form intricate designs.

There was so much going on that Cameron couldn't keep track of it all. The letters moved too fast for her to tell if they even formed real words. 'This is supposed to be relaxing? How do I-Oh, hey.' As she pondered that question she had been briefly distracted. Just for a moment the animation had made sense. 'So it's like those 3D-puzzles. Don't try so hard, just sit back and take the whole picture in.'

Cameron leaned back and took a deep breath. She just looked at the screen, not focussing on any single string of letters and a pattern emerged. 'It's actually quite artistic.' Her eyes drooped for a moment. 'Very pretty...just needed to relax...and let it wash over me...' She slumped in her chair. 'Relax...and absorb its contents...' She sighed. 

'Watch...and enjoy the arousal...' She frowned a little, there was something odd about... 'Relax... and accept...' She was relaxed in her arousal. Her eyes grew half-lidded, but she could still see the screen. 

'Relax... Trust Sonya...' She already did. 'Feels good to trust Sonya...' Yes, it did. She had trusted Sonya and now she felt so very good, so very relaxed. 'Relax... You will always answer the Program truthfully...' She remembered, that was the point. 'Relax... This Program provides the answers...' That would be nice, no hard thinking required, just relaxing. 'Relax... Rely on this Program...' I will rely on the Program for my thinking. 

'...Relax...'

The words snaked off the screen leaving it blank. Cameron blinked slowly, then again a little faster. Another two blinks swiftly followed as her eyes focussed back onto the world. 'Whoa, that really worked. I feel good, real good.' In fact, she felt something even more than good. She blushed a bit once she recognized it but it also felt different from before. She was waiting for something else, another emotion that was supposed to accompany it. But all she felt was aroused and relaxed.

The first question appeared on the screen so she shrugged it off. 'Can't be too important anyway,' she accepted. 'I have a boyfriend,' she read. 'That hasn't changed in the last five minutes.' So she pressed Y.

'I want a girlfriend.' She blinked. 'That wasn't the question the first time. Doesn't matter, the answer is still no.'

Third question. 'I'm aroused.' She pressed Y. She accepted her arousal after all. It still sounded off somehow but Cameron just relaxed and it went away. She shivered as the action caused her arousal to grow.

But it seemed the program wasn't working properly because that definitely was the first time she saw that question. 'I will masturbate.' She hesitated on that one, she knew she wasn't supposed to. 'So why am I hesitating?' She pressed N.

'I will have wet dreams regularly.' Cameron shook her head, like she could control her dreams. She was going to say no when she found her finger on the Y-key. 'No, I wanted to press no. No way to take it back. Guess I'll just have to start having sex dreams... Wait, that doesn't make sense. I just won't let it send in the results, that's a far better solution.'

On the screen the program thanked her for her time before those same letter-strings began to appear. 'Don't think it's supposed to do that. I should just shut the program off.' The words began their dance and Cameron hesitated. 'A minute more wouldn't hurt. Just looking at it a little longer, relaxing a little more... Lean back and relax... Let the Program provide me with the answers... So I can relax...'

Her mind leaned back, her body however didn't. She took no notice of that or how her hands flew over the keyboard. Nor did she notice how she opened her email in the background to mail the results back. All of her attention was focussed on more important matters.

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"I made a deal with a demon, I am so going to hell now," Sonya moaned between her fingers for the umpteenth time. She was sitting on the side of the bed, her head buried in her hands. She had drifted there once Jackie had given her back control of her body. 

The... demon herself wasn't there. She'd left to go to the library. It would have been funny if it wasn't her life and her soul on the line here. "My existence is not proof of an after-life," came Jackie's voice from behind. "Sorry to burst your bubble." 

Turning around she saw the demon had dressed somewhat normal this time. A halter-top and cut-off jeans looking damningly appetizing to Sonya. "And you're already corrupting me, I wasn't looking at women before!"

"Okay, that is true." She ignored Sonya's 'Aha!' and forged on. "I have broad tastes and since we bonded, you got that perk now too."

"Yes, about that. Can't we just call this all off? I mean, I wasn't in my right mind when I made the deal." She frowned. "Come to think of it, what are you getting out of this deal anyway?"

"I would think it obvious. I'm a pleasure demon. I eat pleasure, in this case yours. And if you can't see how you and Cameron getting your rocks off together might produce pleasure... Should I explain this with a diagram, cards perhaps?"

"I get the picture," Sonya assured.

"Are you sure? I could get very explicit for you, lewd pictures and sound effects even." She sounded disturbingly eager.

"Don't bother, I'm still not doing it."

Jackie took a seat besides her. "Why not? If not for yourself, then do it for Cameron. She's under the same spell you were. Don't you want to save her from what you went through?"

Sonya flinched; that hit a little too close. She tried to deflect the subject. "Isn't an angel supposed to appeal to my better nature?"

"That depends. Is it working?"

She looked away. "I'm just not comfortable with the whole hypnosis thing, can't we just explain the situation to her?"

"Would you have listened if someone had warned you just four days ago?" Jackie waited until Sonya shook her head before continuing. "So we have to counter fire with fire. Difference is, we'll show her a good time and we won't crush her heart and spirit like a bug afterwards. So don't let misguided morality stop you from doing something that isn't just right, it is going to be fun too!"

"I don't think you're supposed to enjoy doing the right thing," Sonya grumbled. "In fact, I'm sure it says so in big letters somewhere."

Jackie shrugged. "Let's do a test then, shall we. Right now, Cameron is looking at our program with dreamy eyes. Maybe her mouth is a little open as she makes these cute half-sounds. One of her hands has drifted down and unbuttoned her blouse just enough so it can slip in and roam over her heated flesh. She is trying so hard to pleasure herself but she can't quite get it right. Want to give her a hand?" Jackie purred in Sonya's ear.

She gulped then her eyes screwed shut. "Straight.To.Hell," she bit off before jumping up and going over to her laptop to check if Cameron had responded yet.

"If I have anything to do with it, it will be Cloud Nine all the way," Jackie shot back.

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"Hmmm." Cameron couldn't bit back the moan as she kissed Eric. He had walked her back to her dorm after the movie. Arriving there she had been so bold as to initiate the kiss. She hadn't been this forward before but it felt good, real good. Her hands were roaming over his body; she couldn't stop herself, she didn't want to.

The odd thing was how calm she was. The more aroused she was getting the more relaxed she got, dampening the feverish thrill that had plagued her on her earlier dates with Eric. It was a good thing, because she knew exactly when she wanted to stop, which was now. Right after things began to resemble that confusing dream of last night a little too much. The one that had ended with her naked on top of Eric doing things she was sure a good Catholic girl wasn't supposed to fantasize about.

Pulling back she smiled at him, not taking offense when Eric tried to follow. "I had a great time Eric but I got to get up early tomorrow. Sweet dreams, my Prince." This time she gave him a peck on the cheek.

Eric blinked. "Yeah, uhm, good night. You sure..." something in her eyes must have told him she was because he returned the kiss and with a wave he left. Feeling like she was walking on air she went inside. It wasn't until after she noticed Kimberly wasn't there that she realized she had forgotten to check if her roommate had company.

'Maybe I am getting a little too accepting.' Taking a calming breath she decided to check her email for a message from her roommate. She always gave her a heads up if she planned to spend the night elsewhere. There was a mail from her but the one that caught her immediate attention was the one above it from S.Bergmann.

A smile blossomed when she opened it and noticed the attachment. She had enjoyed taking that survey and had been disappointed to find it had deleted itself after she had filled it out.

'If you took the survey you probably 

noticed a number of glitches and mistakes. These were so severe that the results I got were, unfortunately, useless. Could you help me out one more time by retaking this improved version? Thank you in advance, Sonya Bergmann.'

She didn't have to think about that one and with a couple of mouse-clicks she had the new program installed and activated. The screen turned a familiar color of ocean-blue before the first statement appeared. 

'I've kissed a boy,' she read. 'Yep, just now in fact.' The next statement raised her eyebrows. 'I've kissed a girl.' That one received a swift no as did the next question on whether or not she'd had sex.

She was already anticipating the next question. 'You've had erotic dreams about boys.' "I do now," she grumbled halfheartedly. It wasn't the program's fault, she answered with yes. She didn't make that mistake with the next question. 'You've had erotic dreams about girls.'

'You pleasure yourself regularly.' That brought a blush back. Truth was, she had tried it once. But her mother had been very clear on how wrong it was and that had kept going through her mind, stopping her excitement in its tracks. So after a couple of minutes fumbling around she had given up. Latching onto the word 'regularly' she pressed the N key.

The question was replaced by a familiar statement. 'Thank you, this concludes the first part of the survey. Now follows a brief animated interlude to relax you and then the questions are asked again. Please use the first answer that comes to you.' Cameron couldn't help but wet her lips in anticipation as the screen turned blank, like her own thoughts.

When she saw the first strings of letters slithering onto the screen she sat back and took a calming breath, her right hand still on the keyboard. 'Just get comfortable and relax, like the last time. Relax and... stop... thinking. Watch... learn... relax... accept... arousal...'

"Hmmm," escaped her lips as she felt her hardening nubs scrape against her bra. 'Relax... The Program provides your answers...' Yes it did, so thoughtful. 'Relax... Your answers are your truth...' She could not lie to the Program. 'Relax... You trust your answers...' Who could she trust if not herself?

'Relax... You enjoy the Program...' Cameron mewled in agreement. 'Relax... You need to use it every day...' Could she? 'Relax... Use it in private...' Of course, if she shared it there would be less time for her to use it.

'Relax... You trust Sonya...' Cameron nodded, her hand reflexively tapped the Y key. She could trust Sonya if not herself. 'Relax... You like Sonya...' This wonderful program could only be made by a wonderful person. Her finger tapped the key again. 'Relax... Sonya is a girl...' Yes. 'Relax... You like girls.' Ye-Uhh. The logic seemed suspect somehow. Yet the Program provided her answers, her answers were true. She liked girls. A shiver of pleasure went trough her.

'Relax... Your mind will know these answers...' How could she not? They were so obvious. 'Relax... You do not need the memory of these answers...' She already knew them, she did not need to remember them. Cameron blinked. 'Relax... Do you remember the answers?' 

She frowned a little. What answers was the Program talking about? It sounded vaguely familiar, her hand tapped the Y key. 'Relax... You don't remember the answers...' She didn't remember the answers. 'Relax... Do you remember the answers?' Of course not, the Program just told her she didn't. She pressed no.

'Relax... You learn quickly... Relax...'

Cameron blinked as she noticed the first question on the screen, the cursor blinking demanding her attention. 'Woah, I must have been really out of it. But I feel good, even better than the last time.' She reddened when she noticed a dampness in her crotch. That hadn't happened before but she knew what it was.

'Maybe I am enjoying this too much? If I get this aroused...' Her thoughts stopped for a moment as the last word sparked something. Her eyes grew a little unfocused. 'I accept my arousal, I am relaxed in my enjoyment.' Cameron blinked again. 'That was a silly thought, I am not enjoying it too much. Everything is fine.'

She refocused her attention on the screen and placed her hand back on the keyboard. Only now did she notice that the question wasn't the first one of the first part of the survey. And it was worded differently.

'I want to kiss a girl.' Her finger was already stabbing the Y key. 'Stupid hairtrigger finger. Now I want to kiss girls! I mean, I told the program I wanted to kiss girls. I just like them, I do not want to not kiss them...' She shook her head furiously to get rid of those errant thoughts. 

The next question almost tricked her too. 'You've never had sex.' Cameron's finger was already on the N key when she reread the sentence. This time she caught her mistake on time.

'You've had erotic dreams about boys.' That one she managed to answer without further drama. 'You will have erotic dreams about girls.' Again her finger pressed Y. Keeping her calm she tried to see the positive side of things. 'Obviously the program still has some kinks. Which means a third try! I can still get it right then. And another relaxation session.'

Her good spirits fortified she answered the question. 'You will pleasure yourself regularly.' Or she meant to. Instead she looked at the blinking Y left of the cursor and then at the traitorous digit still hovering innocently above the keyboard. 'Now I want to kiss girls, have wet dreams about them and masturbate regularly.' She ignored the feeling that summation stirred.

'Just because I answered truthfully doesn't mean the answers are true! The program is glitching, I meant to answer differently. I'll get it right next time.' She noticed the word-strings were appearing again on the screen, sucking all her attention into the screen. With a sigh of relief she let go of her irritation so she could relax.




Revenge is Best Served Hot Ch. 01



'...Relax...'

Cameron shivered as the cool air played against her skin. Looking around she noticed she was sitting on the side of her bed in her underwear. She was facing Kimberly's bed and her clothes were on a heap at her feet. 'I don't even remember undressing or turning the computer off. I must be really tired if I start to black out like this.'

She noticed her nightgown laid out on the bed beside her. Looking down she contemplated changing her underwear first. Especially her panties. She felt indecent just wearing these, even if she was alone. They were green, satin and more revealing than her regular undergarments.

They'd been a 'joke-gift' from Kimberly. An attempt to get Cameron to, as she put it, 'live a little'. She would have thrown them away except that would be rude. Cameron hadn't dreamed of actually putting them on until tonight. She had wanted to do something wild, something naughty. A small part of her had fantasized about Eric's reaction when he found out. Not that she had had any intention of letting him.

Her eyes drifted back to Kimberly's empty bed. 'She wouldn't have any problem showing him. I imagine she's showing someone a lot more right now.' And having seen Kimberly in various outfits that left little to the imagination, Cameron could get a pretty detailed picture of how that looked. 'She's kissing him.' Her heart seemed to be pounding in her throat as her breathing deepened. A hand began to rub her tummy in ever widening circles.

'Her blond hair is probably in a pony to keep it out of her flushed face.' Cameron no longer saw the room, just Kimberly entangled in the sheets. Her thighs were rubbing against each other. A small voice tried to remind her that good girls didn't have thoughts like these about their friends. Their very feminine friends. 

But that last thought just unleashed a wave of arousal that drowned it out completely. Startled by the wave of emotion her hand shot downward covering her panty-clad vagina. Her palm accidentally pressed on some hard nub eliciting a surprised hiss from Cameron.

The stimulation was almost too much for inexperienced body. Shimmying her hips against her palm she closed her eyes as her fantasy fell apart in disjointed images of a Kimberly's face and glistening back. She didn't even try to imagine with whom Kimberly was, just the sight of her writhing athletic form was enough. "Oh, Oh, Oh," she coulnd't say anything else as stars began to burst behind her eyes.

Her body went rigid then slack as she slumped on her side, spent and almost asleep. With her last strength she pulled the blanket over her then snuggled into her nightgown.

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Kim hummed happily as she opened the door. Last night had been fun and she was already thinking of a repeat performance soon. Not tonight though, she still had to finish a paper and she had Karate class in the evening. 'But definitely soon,' she mused.

Walking in she expected her roommate to be up and about, probably even gone already. Sure, she didn't have class that morning as far as she could recall but Cameron never slept in. Not today though because Kim could see the lump on the bed.

Cameron wasn't a bad roommate despite how uptight she was. And Kim couldn't really approve of her choice in boyfriends either. Eric just had something about him that rang alarm bells with Kim. But that wasn't Cameron's fault, the poor girl was just beginning to stretch her wings.

Shaking her head she was about to quietly go out and get something to eat to let Cameron sleep when she noticed the girl was doing more than sleeping. She was moving a little, in a rhythm her instincts recognized right away. Her conscious mind, though, knew that couldn't be it.

Feeling curious, she crept closer, until she practically hovered over her. Her nose caught a familiar scent and the Asian girl's murmured words clinched it. "Oh, Eric... Yes, Sonya... Pussies are for sex..."

The grin that Kim now sported almost split her face in half. 'Holy shit! Miss Prim is diddling herself while dreaming of a threesome. And I don't think she is wearing anything. No wait, I can see a bra-strap. Still, this is progress.'

Cameron's motions became a little more pronounced, and she started to emit these cute little grunts signaling she was about to cum. Her eyes opened a little, she was waking up.

She schooled her features immediately. 'Don't want to frighten her back into her shell now. I'll wait until she's just a little too far to make it back at the first tease and then I'll strike. Hahahaha!'

The girl's deer-in-headlight look almost broke her resolve, but Kim persevered. "Goodmorning, I was about to wake you up. I'm going to take a shower now and I thought you wouldn't mind knowing it's almost ten. Better get out to if you don't want to get caught in the late-morning stampede."

With those words she turned around and padded to the closet. The rustling of the blanket and the creaking of the bed as Cameron sat up filled the room. "Th-Thank you, Kimberly. I-I appreciate that, but I think I'll sleep in. I don't have class until three and it was a late night."

"Oh? Well, it can't have been half as much fun as I had. Want to hear the details?"

Cameron eeped. "NO!"

"Your loss," Kim shouted back as she walked out. She almost made it but just as it closed behind she couldn't help herself. Her laughter could be heard straight down the hall.

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Cameron still couldn't move. Bad enough Kim ha-Kimberly had found her practically naked and masturbating. Luckily the blanket had hidden it saving Cameron from death by sheer mortification. Still, she had been in a panic. Completely at a loss on what to do now.

But Kim had simply turned around and Cameron couldn't help but stare at her backside. Her hand had begun to gently stroke her pussy and... 'Vagina, that's what it is called. Keep it cold and clinical. Pussies are for immoral girls that get them licked and-No, dammit. Not going there.'

Her arousal had built up again and her panic had begun to subside. She was getting relaxed despite herself. That was a problem because it had only enhanced Cameron's awareness of just how naked and not-alone she was.

Only after Kim's-Kimberly's laughter came through the door did she manage to lift her hand away.

Clenching her hands tight, she slipped out of bed and quickly donned a bathrobe. It was long and covered pretty much everything after she belted it close. She was going to take a shower and lose herself in schoolwork for the rest of the day. That should help.

She felt much better after the shower. She'd managed to stay temptation and the more sensible undergarments helped too. After she'd put on a blouse and skirt she seemed to have cooled down to a faint agitation. That ramped up the moment she checked her email. 'Another mail from Sonya,' she thought happily.

Her eyes flew over the lines in it but she only half-read them. She was watching the progress bar showing how much of the attachment she'd downloaded so far. She could really use another calming session with Sonya's program, she always felt at peace afterwards.

After what seemed a very long time the screen turned into a familiar color blue, but no question or statement appeared. Instead the program seemed to plunge straight into the relaxation animation. 'I don't recall reading about that... No wait, it did say something about-Relax...-trying a new-You trust the Program completely...-approach. Oh well, I-Relax...-am sure the Program-Sonya can't be wrong...-is working, Sonya knows what's she's-Relax...-...relaxing...doing... The Program provides your answers...' Cameron's eyes grew a little more unfocussed. She was ready to receive her answers.

'Relax... You love Sonya...'It would explain why she trusted a woman she had never met so much. 'Relax... You don't trust Eric Stone...' Cameron blinked ever so slowly in incomprehension. Since when? 'Relax... You suspect he just wants to deflower you...' She did? He did? 'Relax... Recall your last date...' Her mind immediately focussed on how it had ended. 'Relax... You had to stop him...' Yes, she had. She remembered now, how he tried to keep the kiss going. His hands resting far too possessive on her shoulders. 'Relax... Eric Stone isn't a nice guy...' How could he be when he pretended to be something he wasn't? 'Relax... You don't trust Eric Stone...' She didn't trust her boyfriend.

'Relax... Learning new answers from the Program arouses you...' Well, she did feel excited. Just a tad. 'Relax... Arousal is a reward for quick learners...' She was a quick learner. 'Relax... Pleasure is the reward for quick learning...' It did feel good to master her answers, now that the Program had pointed it out.

'Relax... You like to play with yourself...' Her finger tapped the keyboard automatically. She did now. 'Relax... You want to reward yourself... for quickly learning your answers...' A reward-system did help with learning, she recalled. 'Relax... You play with yourself as you learn new answers...'Her hand began to unbutton her blouse just enough so it could slip in and cover her right breast. She wasn't very big so it fitted snugly. She shivered as she felt the added pressure; it felt good.

'Enjoy... You like girls...' She liked girls. Her hand squeezed just a little almost forcing her eyes to close. 'Relax... You accept your arousal...' "With open arms," Cameron whispered. Her hand began to pull her cup down so it could reach skin. 'Enjoy... You only fantasize about girls when you play with yourself...' "Ooooh," she cooed as her turgid nipple was rolled between her fingers. Was she supposed to do that now too? 'Relax... You learn quickly...' It didn't matter, she would learn what her answer was. "Ungh." Something like an orgasm trickled through her brain. For a moment she was anything but relaxed. She was tense and her mind wasn't on learning, it was just enjoying. Her eyes drifted away from the screen then returned as her body relaxed again.

'Relax... Your mind will know these answers...' Her mind knew the answers. 'Relax... You don't remember these answers...' She knew them, she did not remember them. Cameron blinked. 'Relax... Do you remember the answers?' Of course not, the Program just told her she didn't. She pressed no. 'Enjoy... you learned your answers...' "Yesss," she hissed as she bit her lip.

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The afternoon was brisk even with the sun shining down from a sparsely clouded sky. Life was slowly returning to the greenery Sonya walked past. The weather seemed to be mirroring her mood, bright and... expectant. That was the word, she was expecting things.

She hadn't expected it, pun not intended, but something in Cameron's response messages was a real turn on. Or maybe it was the knowledge of her state of mind at the time of writing it that did it. 

Whatever the case was, Sonya was learning a few new things about herself. And one of them was that she really liked the idea of being in control. The more when she could assuage any guilt with the fact that this was for Cameron's benefit as well. Eric would... 'Speak of the devil, there he is.'

He was walking hand-in-hand with a woman she recognized as Cameron and they were coming in her direction. She didn't think they had noticed her yet so she took the opportunity to study Eric's latest victim. She was pretty, quite pretty. A little smaller than Sonya and with a more lithe figure that was hidden almost completely by her drab outfit. 'Not that I can complain, I'm not dressed to impress either.'

She observed with some satisfaction that Cameron was keeping her distance even while they were holding hands. It was subtle, but there. 'It really is working, the effect lasts.'

Jackie chimed in, 'of course it does. He spotted us. He's coming this way. I better hide, we don't want him to know what's going on until it is too late. But if he tries anything, you know I got your back.' And with those words she fell silent again.

"Sonya, good to see you." Sonya didn't respond to Eric's greeting, she was keeping an eye on Cameron's reaction. The look of surprise was comical and the subsequent intense study she subjected Sonya to was even better.

"Hello Eric. Let me guess, this is your girlfriend?" She tried very hard to keep her tone friendly yet awkward. The last part wasn't so hard when she knew the guy was a warlock. A child-like fear of being turned into a frog or something equally cliché kept niggling at the back of Sonya's mind.

"Uhm, yes." His features flickered through befuddlement, suspicion and thoughtful before settling back into amicable. "I'm sorry, where are my manners. Cameron, this is my friend Sonya. Sonya, meet the love of my live."

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Sonya told her as she extended a hand.

"Me too," Cameron told her with a faint blush.

Getting a little closer she held onto the hand while speaking in a mock-whisper, "but he never told you about me before." Out of the corner of her eye she could see him getting a little worried. 'Time to let him off the hook. For now.' 

"That's because I've been very busy with my studies. Things don't just come to everybody so easily."

"Now Sonya, I put in the work just like everybody else," Eric chided. He looked down at their still joined hands "But we do have to go now. It's good to see you're... well." 

'Better let go,' she thought. 'But it feels really nice.' Sonya moved away intentionally brushing her hand against Cameron's as she did so. She was sure they both heard the hitch in her breath. 'Okay girl, now let's not go overboard on this. Don't want to tip him off to the plan.'

"Awwww, I was hoping I could steal her from you for a moment."

'And there goes that plan.'

"But maybe the three of us can get together some other time. When we aren't busy. Take care of him Cameron, bye!" And with those words she left. Only now did she notice the adrenaline running through her body.

'Hmmm,' Jackie mused once they were a safe distance away. 'Looks like she got the gist of the program but we best concentrate on reinforcement in tonight's edition.'

'You're the expert.' Oh yes, the next time three of them were together she wouldn't be the odd man out.

To be continued...



Revenge is Best Served Hot Ch. 02



Kim felt tired but good walking back to her dorm. The class had been exhausting as ever but she liked how much confidence it gave her. She knew she could handle herself and looked good doing it. And burning calories like this meant no stupid dieting for Kim. 'But I feel ready to crash right here in the hallway,' she considered as she stifled a yawn.

Opening the door with another yawn she had to blink some tears away. She'd already put her gym bag down when she glanced over to the desk on her left. Cameron was sitting behind the computer, but that wasn't the surprising thing. No, what had Kim's mind scrambling to make sense of what she was seeing was what her roommate was doing. With her skirt bunched up around her waist, she was slowly rubbing her sex through her panties.

Looking away, she started to apologize. She backed out of the room as fast as she could, closing the door as she did so but not entirely. Only then did Kim notice that Cameron still hadn't reacted. "I'm really sorry Cameron. I don't want to bother you or anything but... Cameron, did you hear me? Cameron?"

But no answer came. Carefully Kim went back inside, softly calling Cameron again after she closed the door behind her. The blonde made sure not to look in her roommate's direction but she was starting to get worried.

She stood there, waiting for her masturbating roommate to finally acknowledge she wasn't alone anymore, for some time. In the silence Kim had no problem hearing the chair creak every now and then or the sound of cotton scraping over wet skin. And her nose began to pick up on Cameron's arousal too.

It wasn't until Kim had to yawn that she decided she had waited long enough. Marching over she took a look over Cameron's shoulder to see what had her so captivated. Before Kim fell asleep standing there in the middle of the room.

The screen was showing utter chaos. Letters and words snaked across a blue background. 'What's so erotic about this?' She blinked as her tired eyes gave up trying to track everything that was going on.

Kim looked again, not so hard this time so as not to overtax her weary eyes. It helped, she began to discern patterns in the alphabetical maelstrom. They changed constantly, each one lasting only a few seconds. She yawned.

'Still not seeing the turn on. It's pretty, I'll give it that. Relaxing.' Her eyes drooped, then closed. Blinking hard she managed to open them again. 'I'm a lot more exhausted than I thought.'

She put her hands on Cameron's shoulders hoping the physical contact would finally get a response from her. 'I should look at her too, not the screen. Can't see if she reacts this way... Nah, I should relax. Her reaction wouldn't have been subtle if she finally took notice.'

A frown crossed her face. 'But this isn't normal behavior. She's acting like she's hypnotized or something. Maybe I should turn the screen off?' The frown smoothed out. 'Nah, it's alright. It looks harmless, I trust the program.' It felt good to trust. Her thumbs began to play with the collar of Cameron's blouse, stroking the skin. 'So soft, so warm, I like it. It's relaxing and girls are a turn on.'

Suspicion began to scratch at her consciousness in a demand for her attention. 'Where did that come from?' It was getting harder to stay awake, to reason. She was so relaxed, too tired to think. 'The program gave me that answer. Of course, that makes sense. Nothing to worry about. I can just relax... Let the program give me the answers... Just... Relax...'

Kim kept standing there like a sleepwalker, her hands stroking Cameron's skin. She swayed a little as her body tried to balance its need to stay in place with her mind's attempt to relax completely. She didn't notice any of that. Her eyes peered fixated at the screen through eyelids that had closed almost completely.

A new pattern appeared on screen and thought began to enter Kim's mind again if only a little. 'Gotta send Sonya an email to tell her everything. I can tell her everything, I trust Sonya.' She didn't know who Sonya was but didn't question the impulse. Sending the message was more important.

She leaned over but her hands stopped short of the keyboard when they encountered resistance in the form of Cameron's hands, already busily typing. Indecisive she stood there, her eyes now reading what Cameron was writing to Sonya but not caring. She had to send her report about her progress, except she couldn't.

She was stuck and getting agitated. Kim blinked. 'What... Where... What am I...' She saw Cameron type her name informing Sonya she had watched part of the program. 'Good, I trust Sonya to know what to do. The report about me is being sent.' A thought still tried to worm its way into her attention. About how something was off, that something was going on but she shrugged it off. She could relax again, she did not need to remember.

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"Yeow," Eric hollered as a purple discharge of miniature-lightning singed his fingers. "Fuck, shit. Goddammit to hell why isn't it working?" He glared at the copper bowl that used to contain the spell ingredients. If he didn't live alone off-campus he would have had some explaining to do to his neighbors right about now.

This had been the third time he had tried to recast the Obsession spell on Cameron and like twice before only a part of the energy made it through. The rest rebounded quite painfully. 'But why? Some resistance is expected on the first casting and maybe the second, but now? And then there was the situation with Sonya.'

"Master, Master. Are you alright?" Sucky 

asked as she entered. She looked like a devil with her red skin and small horns. Her crimson eyes were concerned and her tail was whipping around. Incongruous with this fearful demeanor was that her nipples were rock-hard and a sheen of arousal coated her bare sex. 

Eric glared at the stupid creature. "Of course not." She began to babble some apology but he had a better use for her mouth. "Shut up and get over here," he told her as he sat down. The light of understanding dawned in her eyes when he unzipped his pants. 'She can do the rest.'

Feeling her talented bifurcated tongue go to work took the edge of his frustration. He took a moment to just watch her. Sucky hadn't always been her name. She used to be his nanny, but that had changed on his sixteenth birthday. She had been his masterpiece, his proof to the family that he had mastered their teachings.

Melding her very soul to an imp to create a creature devoted to him. A succubus that would never leave him unsatisfied and serve him loyally. Since she still had a physical form she was only a half-demon, but he had proven his command over a full demon two years later with Sharon. She'd been his girlfriend for highschool, a nice front to the world that outlived her usefulness and had earned his wrath for not putting out.

Turning her into a pain demon, a being that would never know true joy or happiness was her just reward in Eric's opinion. His mood darkened again as this lead him back to Sonya.

She had been a nice diversion, something to test a few of his new mind spells on as well as a welcome variety from Sucky. And when she had become a bother he had thought to add her to his stable. Creating a pain demon was a delicate business and she had seemed like the perfect candidate.

Sharon's progress report had been promising but she hadn't come back after that. And Sonya seemed to have bounced back awfully quick from her descent into suicidal depression.

And now his hold on Cameron was faltering too. Something or someone was interfering with his plans. And he didn't have the time to cast detection spells all over campus to find out what it was. His gaze returned to the succubus slurping on his cock.

Taking locks of Sucky's ink-blank hair in his hands Eric began to fuck her mouth, uncaring of the gagging noises she made. It only took a few thrusts before he unloaded. Still in that position he gave her his new orders. "Tomorrow, after I've left the house, you will go over to the university and look for anything mystical. You will not feed and you will disguise yourself at all times. I do not want any incidents. Do you understand?"

Sucky still didn't have much room to move but she managed to bob her head to show she understood. "Excellent. Now climb on and get back to work."

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"You like Sonya," a voice whispered in Kim's ear. Hands coming from behind were holding her boobs, kneading them thoroughly. Hands that belonged to a woman. She knew that because she could feel that person's tits pressing against her back, their diamond-hard peaks digging into her flesh.

They were both naked, but Kim couldn't for the life of her remember how that had happened. Or who Sonya was. "Yes," escaped from her mouth. But if she was agreeing with the speaker or just with the situation Kim didn't know. And it didn't matter.

A tongue caressed her ear before trailing down her neck and ending with a kiss on the junction between her neck and her shoulders. And the hands kept squeezing, kept pulling. Pleasure was slowly bubbling up. She wanted to help it, make it go faster. Get some stimulation lower down. But the woman wasn't cooperating, she just kept up her steady assault on Kim's breasts. "Pleasure is the reward for learning your answers quickly," her tormentor breathed.

"Yes, yes. So much pleasure. I learned my lesson, just please." The woman, however, just kept doing what she was already doing and didn't respond.

"You want to use the Program every day."

"Yes, anything." She didn't know what program the woman was talking about nor did she really care. "Oh yes!" Kim grunted as the woman behind her finally changed her routine and began tweaking her nipples. She threw her head back letting it rest on the woman's shoulders as she pushed her bust forward. "Almost there, almost there, almost there," she chanted. 

Her eyes flew open as the orgasm hit her. Confused she looked down to see her own hands holding her breasts through her shirt. Breathing hard she felt sweaty and sticky. Not to mention damn good. Looking around she noticed her roommate was gone. 'Good, means I don't have to deal with her disapproval. Or my own embarrassment,' she added grudgingly. Just because she liked sex didn't mean she liked an audience when she did it. 'That dream was a little weird. Never had one so vivid that I started to fondle myself in my sleep. But I sure don't mind it,' she added with a grin as she finally got out of bed.

'I must have been really tired last night. I can't even remember going to bed.' But she didn't feel any lingering tiredness now.

It wasn't until after she had taken a 

shower that she noticed the piece of paper lying on the keyboard. Unfolding it she noted it was a note from Cameron. 'Hey Kim, would you mind checking out this relaxation computer program my friend made? I liked it and told my friend so but she could really use a fresh pair of eyes. It's already installed and you can't miss it. All you have to do is watch it. Thanks, Cameron.'

Kim sighed. 'So, I could either get 

dressed and get a bite to eat right now or do all that five minutes later.' She shrugged. She would help out this friend of Cameron's and truth to tell, she was a little curious too. Not so much about the program but the person that had made it. Cameron didn't really have many friends and Kim thought she had met them all. But she didn't think any of them knew much more about computers than how to turn them on and off.

The note had been right, the program was easy to find. It sat smack in the middle of the desktop and said 'relaxation Program'. 'Kudos for calling it as it is instead of coming up with a silly name.'

The blue screen that appeared after the program had started up seemed familiar to Kim. When words began to snake over the screen, she was sure of it. She'd seen this before, somewhere. She'd been...standing, yes that's it. She had been standing behind someone. Her hands had rested on someone's relaxed shoulders.

On screen the word-strings began an intricate dance. 'Maybe I should turn it off...' But her hands didn't move nor did her eyes stray. She knew it was probably best to ask Cameron a few questions about her friend first before watching this further, but... 'I want to use the Program...' Hey, that was in my dream. Was it about this program? 'Relax...' Yes, relax. I can think better... 'You do not need to think...' When I don't think.

Wait a second, how can you think better when you don't think? That didn't add up. 'Relax...' She was too stressed, it screwed up her thinking. 'The Program gives you your answers...' Better let the program give her the answer to the puzzle.

But was that right? It was after all just a computer program. 'You trust the Program completely...' That she fully trusted. Cameron had seen the program and she liked it. 'Relax...' Sure, Cameron didn't always have the best judgement. Eric was proof of that. So maybe she should take her recommendation... 'You want to indulge Cameron...' as a good sign.

'Relax... Learning your answers arouses you...' Maybe I shouldn't have put on a fresh pair of panties. 'Relax... You like to play with yourself... Enjoy... As you learn from the Program...' Her hands began to roam over her body on their own. 'Relax... You can't miss a chance to use the Program... Enjoy... Pleasure is the reward for learning your answers... Relax... You fantasize about girls... Enjoy...'

Kim started to whisper as a finger disappeared into her pussy. "I trust Sonya completely... Hmmm, I want to please Sonya... Oh, I love pleasing Sonya..."

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"So how exactly does this fit with your noble intentions to save Cameron?" Jackie taunted. "I get that you don't want her roommy to get suspicious but this is going way beyond that."

Sonya turned away from the computer. "What do you care? And didn't you just cheer me on?" It had been a little embarrassing. Jackie, dressed like a cheerleader complete with pompons, had shouted and spelled out some very explicit stuff.

"I don't care, really. Just want to make 

sure I'm on the same page you are. If you want to go wild, by all means, go wild. And she certainly is a looker."

Sonya's eyes drifted back to the computerscreen and the picture on it of a blond with green eyes. Her lower body wasn't visible but her breasts were and they were impressive, especially on that slender frame. Cameron had sent this photo of Kim this morning after being instructed to do so.

Originally Sonya nearly had a heart-attack when she read Cameron's message detailing not just how she had faired with the program but also her roommates reaction to it. She couldn't believe just how close to being discovered she had been.

Her first response had been to sigh in relief and instruct Cameron to be more careful in the future. But that had seemed too careless, she should take more preventative measures. And so she had hit upon the idea of using the program on Kimberly. Make it that she wouldn't think there was anything amiss with Cameron diddling while watching a screensaver. Jackie had assured her she could do that. It would be a simple matter of having Cameron trick Kimberly into watching it a few times and that would be that. 

Curiosity, however, gnawed at her. Sonya wanted to know just who had seen it, how she looked. And after seeing her, a wild notion had entered her mind. Why settle for one if you can have two? With Jackie's enthusiastic help they had trashed out a plan. A plan that would come to fruition this evening and Sonya was getting nervous.

'What if she decides to go out? What if she's just playing along and warned the cops? What if the power fails? What if...'

"Okay, that's enough. I can almost hear you worrying from here," Jackie broke in. "You just need to..." She was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Is that Cameron? She's way early," Sonya remarked as she got up. She looked at where Jackie stood but she had vanished.

'I don't think it's her. Be careful, something's off,' Jackie warned inside her head. Sonya swallowed as her fears started to look a little more realistic. Opening the door she was confronted by what at first glance appeared to be a woman in her thirties in a business suit. Her face was friendly and she was carrying a briefcase. "Excuse me, I'm looking for a Sarah Hagwell."

For a moment, Sonya could only stare at her. Her skin tone flickered between what one expected it to be and a fiery red. The business suit didn't seem solid somehow as she could see the figure underneath it. And Sonya could swear something was wrapped around the woman's right leg. Perhaps most disconcerting were the eyes that had a crimson glow and the transparent horns above them. "Who?"

"Sarah Hagwell, she's supposed to live here. She's my... niece." The woman tried to peer into the room.

"I'm sorry, but I honestly never heard that name before. I think you've been misinformed."

The woman now gave her a penetrating stare. "Are you sure? Couldn't I just wait a few minutes, inside?" The words were cloying. Sonya's tongue felt paralyzed to say anything but yes.

From somewhere new strength rose up in her. "I am sure, Miss. Have a good day." And with that she closed the door, not even waiting for the woman's response. Even through the door she could feel the woman's presence. Calling for her, promising her if she just gave in. After a few seconds it stopped, the woman was leaving. Resting her head against the door Sonya took a shuddering breath.

"It appears Eric has grown just a tad suspicious," Jackie mused from the bed in a police-uniform.

"A tad?" Sonya asked incredulously. "He sent that thing here!"

"Exactly, he only sent her here. And obviously was careful to instruct her not to make a scene or break cover. Or she wouldn't have let herself be stopped by that door. He knows things aren't going well, he just doesn't know why. And if he felt threatened, he would have employed methods that were slightly less conspicuous. So everything is still good. But it's a good thing we'll be closing the deal with Cameron very soon."

"And Kimberly."

Jackie chuckled. "And Kimberly, but let's focus on one girl at a time."

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'Why did I dress up like this?' Cameron wondered yet again. It wasn't that her clothes were indecent or anything. But these were her dating clothes. With the top buttons of her blouse undone so that you could just see a hint of the swell of her breasts. And underneath it she was wearing those scandalous undergarments again that Kim had given her.

'But this isn't a date,' she told herself. 'Sonya just wanted you to come over and help her perfect the Program. I can't believe I actually shook hands with the Sonya. What are the odds that she was a friend of Eric's.'

She couldn't help but blush had the memory of how she had acted when she had been introduced to Sonya. She had felt... torn. Her boyfriend was standing right there yet Sonya's presence outshone his. Something she hadn't believed possible two days ago. She had been so full of Eric back then; she'd already begun to plan the rest of their lives together.

And now she liked girls. It was sudden, unexpected and Cameron couldn't tell exactly how she had come to this realization. Although she suspected it had begun the morning after she'd played with herself while thinking of her roommate. It was inescapable after meeting Sonya in person. With just a hand shake she had Cameron shivering, a good shiver. But that still didn't make this a date. She was already dating somebody else!

Gathering her courage she knocked on the door. Sonya's voice answered right away. "It's open!" She tried to expel her anxiety by exhaling before actually going in and for a moment Cameron thought it had worked.




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Until she had taken a step inside and noticed Sonya standing in the middle of the room in a bathrobe that didn't even reach her knees. She cast her eyes down right away but was unsure whether she should step out again or step further into the room so she could close the door behind her.

"Sorry for this, I'm running a little late and I just got out of the shower. And you can look up Cameron, I'm not embarrassed or anything."

Her eyes dragged themselves up over Sonya's form. She was blatantly checking out the other girl but she couldn't make herself go faster. When Cameron finally reached her face, after lingering at Sonya's expansive chest, she noticed something odd. The girl's hair that barely reached her shoulders was maybe a little damp, but it certainly didn't look like she had just come out of the shower.

Also, there wasn't a shower here so Sonya would have had to leave her room to take one. And if she just had one, shouldn't they have met each other in the hallway? 'She probably just lost track of time. Sonya doesn't lie to me, I trust her completely.'

She noticed Sonya now giving her an appraising look. "You look beautiful. Did you dress up for me?"

Blushing she played it down. "This? Yes, it's just for you." She reddened a little more. 'That wasn't supposed to come out.' Latching on to something else she blurted out, "but that looks a lot better." Her head was starting to resemble a tomato.

"That's sweet of you to say. But what do you say we get down to business."

"Right." Cameron took the change of subject with both hands. "You said you wanted to test how well the Program worked?"

Sonya hummed in agreement. She padded over to Cameron, stopping less than an arm's length away from her. "Yes, I wanted to test how well you learned your lessons." The remark sounded familiar.

Her hand seemed to move in slow motion. Drifting up until her fingers curled around the right hem of the robe, then dragging it sideways oh so slowly to reveal a single orb.

Cameron stared at it, not even thinking of asking what the meaning of this was. All her attention was on that naked body part, that naked female body part, that naked female body part that belonged to Sonya. And with it's large aureole and perky peak it almost seemed to stare back at her. Giving her a come-hither look, a look that pleaded for some attention.

"I'm horny, Cameron, can't you help me?" It was a mock question. The tone of her voice was soft but assured.

"I...I...I..." She licked her dry lips. She was on the edge of a precipice, she could feel it. Up to now she hadn't done anything really wrong. Liking girls wasn't a sin nor was fantasizing about them. Masturbating while thinking of girls wasn't something that a good girl was supposed to do but this was beyond that.

A finger began to lazily circle the breast in an ever-tightening spiral. "What's the matter Cameron? Don't you like me? Isn't this what you've been dreaming of? Don't you want to please me?" 

'Yes. How did she know? Yes. She shouldn't. Yes. She wanted to.'

Between one moment and the next her mouth was planted on Sonya's warm skin. Cameron rained down one kiss after another following the path the finger had shown her while Sonya cradled her head and toyed with her hair. When she got near the center she slowed down, letting her lips linger before moving on, until she finally reached the distended nub.

Closing her lips around it she gave the teat a lick before letting go again to lick around it. She finished by leading the nipple back into her mouth with her tongue, then bathing it with quick flicks.

"Hmmmm." The sound of Sonya's approval tickled down her spine, igniting a fire in Cameron's loins. The hand pulled her away and she let the boob go with a plop. She was led up and up to meet Sonya's mouth where their tongues began a frenetic dance. 

Cameron felt Sonya's unoccupied hand worm between them, loosening the knot that held her robe close. It took a while for Sonya to disrobe completely since she didn't stop kissing her for a moment but eventually Cameron was pressed up against Sonya's nude form. Her dripping sex staining Cameron's skirt.

Coming up for much needed air, Sonya bestowed her with a hungry look. Without saying a word she pressed Cameron down. She took that opportunity to lave Sonya's body with kisses. 

She kissed every centimeter of skin she encountered as she descended through the valley between her mammeries, traveled over the plains of her stomach until she reached the bare hill of Sonya's sex.

The scent was strange but not unpleasant, still Cameron felt daunted. She didn't actually know what to do now. "Just start licking, like an ice-cream,' Sonya instructed her.

Her first lick was tentative. 'A little salty, but not bad.' Then another lick. 'Not bad at all.' She began to lick faster, covering more territory as Sonya's cries of pleasure grew more vocal. 

A feeling like a fever began to claim Cameron as she zeroed in on what she thought was Sonya's clit. She couldn't help but tremble and her body felt like it was on fire as arousal began to stain her own underwear. She hadn't even touched herself yet but she already felt like when she'd been masturbating for a while. She had to have more, more of Sonya, more of this feeling.

Teasingly, she circled the bundle of nerves until she almost touched it. Then her supple muscle shot down and slipped into Sonya's hungry pussy, stabbing it for a minute before returning to the clit.

From above now came incoherent cries as Sonya pulled her closer and began to hump her face a little. Cameron didn't mind in the least. Feeling ever bolder she closed her lips around the engorged nub and sucked. 

"Yes! I'm cumming, cumming so good. Fuck yes!" A fresh surge of fluids coated Sonya's pussy and Cameron's face that she dutifully began to clean up, after tasting it, with great relish. So she was a little disappointed when Sonya pulled her away and collapsed to her knees. Cameron's feelings were a chaotic jumble of pride, arousal and need.

Caressing her cheek with one hand, Sonya's other hand sought out Cameron's left breast. "Hmmm, that was great. You learn quickly." A flick of her nipple was added to those words as they burned into her mind. It felt like a switch was turned on as her emotions exploded.

Grunts and moans clattered from her lips as she fell off the edge into a sea of pleasure... and Sonya's cleavage. That only set her off again as she was inundated again with Sonya's presence.

"Don't go to sleep just yet," she whispered to Cameron while stroking her hair. "There is still a lot more we haven't tried. But we're going to."

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'I am definitely going to see Dean tonight,' Kim decided as she walked up the hallway to her room. She'd been feeling horny all day to the point where she'd even been checking out girls. Not that there was anything wrong with it but Kim had just never felt like that before.

Entering her room she noticed Cameron wasn't alone. She was sitting on the bed with another woman dressed in baggy pants and a T-shirt. They stopped talking when she came in but Kim noticed they were sitting close, almost touching each other. "Hey roommy! Who's your guest?"

"Oh, I've told of her before," Cameron said. The unnamed woman got up and approached her with a friendly smile. "This is the friend who made the Program. She's Sonya." The way Cameron spoke that name was a little disturbing. Almost reverently and certainly with a lot of warmth.

Kim took Sonya's proffered hand. "Hello Kim, Cameron told me all about you."

"I can't say the same," she quipped. 'Sonya? The name sounded familiar somehow.' The woman looked trustworthy though. 'Not to mention desirable.' Mentally shaking off that thought she continued. "Are you here about that?"

"Oh yes," Cameron interjected. "I told her you were going to give her a second opinion. So, what did you think of it?"

'Damn, what now? I am not going to tell them I zoned out after starting it.' And there was something else too. Something about the program. It was a little odd how she couldn't actually remember a single thing about it. "I haven't had the time to try it yet. I'll do it tomorrow."

"Why not right now?" Sonya asked. "It would only take a few minutes and it would really help me out?" Still Kim hesitated. She didn't know if it was caution or just her desire to get together with Dean as quickly as possible. "Pretty please?"

"Do it for me?" Cameron chimed in.

Besieged by two emploring looks from girls she didn't really want to say no to was more than she could resist. "Oh alright, I'll give it a go right now. I can use some unwinding anyway before my date."

Sonya didn't follow her but Cameron did get up from the bed. It felt a little weird having an audience like this. "Don't know how much relaxing I'll doing with you two staring at me like that," Kim grumbled. She still started the program though.

The ocean-blue screen that came up was familiar, very familiar. She couldn't quite grasp the memory until strings of words began to snake their way across the screen. Then it became almost crystal-clear. Kim recalled another night, last night, when the room was dark like this and a blue glow came from the computerscreen.

Someone was sitting in front of it, staring at it and it wasn't Kim. No, it was Cameron. Cameron with a vacant look diddling herself as she watched the words form short-lived patterns and figures. She walked over, trying to get a better look. To stare at it... just stare at it as it mesmerized her...

'I... I need to stop this... Just look away...' But her eyes wouldn't listen. Her breathing slowed as calm tried to smother her resolve. 'I got to get up... Get up!' Her legs started to stand, shaking as they couldn't gather much strength, with a little help from her arms pushing off.

Hands landed on her shoulders, preventing her from standing fully up. "Now, now," said Sonya from behind her. "Not so hasty. You should let it run its course first."

Kim shook her head. "No, it's doing... something to me. I-What did you?"

"But you don't mind. You want to use the program every day."

"I want to use the Program every day," Kim repeated without thinking. A gasp escaped her as arousal weakened her legs. Her arms were now the only thing keeping her up and they wouldn't hold for long. She knew she shouldn't but she could feel that want. The want to use the program every day. But wants could be denied.

Suddenly Cameron appeared in front of her, crawling between her legs where she began to unzip her pants and pull them down. "What are you doing?" Kim complained. She wanted to stop her but her legs were useless and her arms were occupied.

"We're helping you get with the program." Sonya chuckled at her own lame joke. "And you don't see anything wrong with that because you trust the Program."

Again she mouthed the words. "I trust the nnnhhh." But managed to bite off the last word. 

But the words were still lodged in her mind, resonating with it and unleashing a new wave of will-sapping arousal. Her arms gave way and she landed back on the chair now with her pants around her feet. Her bikini panties offered little protection against its rough fabric.

Sonya's hands began to massage her shoulders. "There, doesn't that feel better?"

Kim whine was half-protest and half-agreement. It was followed by a surprised intake of breath when she felt Cameron kiss her thigh. "And it's going to feel even better soon," her roommate promised.

"Just watch the screen," Sonya told her. As if she could do anything else. "Relax, and say your answers. The answers the program gives you. That I tell you."

"Nooo-ooooh." Her protest died halfway as Cameron pulled the flimsy fabric covering her sex to give her moistening pussy a lick.

"Relax," Sonya told her while her hands cupped Kim's breasts. "You trust me completely."

"I, hmmm, trust you completely." Sonya was lifting up her shirt. 'Why did I go bra-less today of all days. And why do I keep repeating what she tells me?' 

"You're very attracted to me," was breathed into her ear.

"I-I'm attracted to you." God help her she was, from the moment Kim learned her name. Cameron pulled back and for a moment Kim actually tried to thrust her hips forward seeking to keep contact. 'When did Cameron learn to do that anyway?'

Cameron got in to the act. "You're very attracted to girls."

"I'm very attracted to girls," Kim quickly agreed. Cameron rewarded her by inserting one of her fingers into Kim's overheating sex. "Very attracted," Kim iterated.

"Sonya is your dream-lover," Cameron continued.

Kim's thoughts immediately turned to that morning's dream. And how Sonya was even now doing what that dream-woman had done. Of course, she'd been dreaming about Sonya. It was so obvious. "Sonya is my dream-lover. Yes, I dreamt of Sonyaaa!" Cameron hadn't waited for her to finish and had reapplied her tongue to Kim's pussy.

Sonya took over. "You're very attracted to me."

"I'm very attracted to you."

"I can have anyone I want."

"You..." She should resist, resist something or someone. It was so hard to remember. "You can have anyone you want." She could have Kim.

"You want to please me and pleasure me."

"I want to please you and pleasure you." She wanted to please her dream-lover.

"It feels good to trust me."

"It feels very good to trust you." Because she was feeling very good, fucking good. And she trusted Sonya completely.

"You need me."

"I need you." Needed her to keep going. Needed her to go on just a litte longer. Cameron inserted a second finger into her. It was starting to get difficult to watch the screen.

"Now focus on the screen, don't resist the program."

Before Kim could even think of why she 

would resist Sonya's Program she found herself focussing on the screen with all her might. Even the sensations of what Cameron and Sonya were doing to her body dimmed in her awareness as the Program became her world.

"My mind will know these answers," she intoned. "I don't remember these answers. My mind will know these answers, I don't remember these answers. My mind will know these answers, I don't remember these answers." Internally Kim wondered what answers she didn't remember but shrugged it off. She trusted the Program.

New words appeared on screen, two of them. They simply read, 'Program complete'. For a moment Kim could only stare at them in incomprehension. And then the rest of the world snapped back into her awareness.

Like Cameron's lips and fingers still busily working on her pussy. Or Sonya's hands squeezing her tits, pulling her nipples. She suddenly felt so full of pleasure that she wondered why she wasn't bursting.

And then she realized she already was as she came again with a soundless scream. She struggled for breath now but could already feel a third surge looming. 'But I haven't done anything for them yet,' Kim thought regretfully as a frothing sea of bliss washed her consciousness away.

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Cameron felt herself drift slowly back into the waking world, except she didn't want to. She felt so satisfied and she was pressed up against something wonderfully soft and warm. But her right arm wasn't, it felt distinctly cool. 'Did I forget to put on my nightgown again? That's the second time.'

Opening her bleary eyes she was confronted with a bleary hump with a pale skin-tone. It was a breast. Cameron was also becoming more aware of the rest of her body and the way it was wrapped around this other person. This very female person. Looking up she saw the sleeping face of Sonya. 'Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.'

That little sentence kept running through her mind as she slowly got up, careful not to disturb the other woman. As she lifted herself up she got a clear view of what was on the other side of Sonya, her roommate. She was just as naked and sleeping as Cameron had been. In her mind the 'Oh my God's' were going faster as her recollections of yesterday came back to her.

'I-I actually, I actually had sex! With a girl! Two girls! At the same time!'

"And I enjoyed it all," she whispered disbelievingly. 'But I have a boyfriend. I cheated on my boyfriend. The boyfriend that I don't trust and I was starting to think of maybe breaking it off... But this is soooo far beyond that.'

And even now a part of her just wanted to crawl back into that warm bed and snuggle with those beautiful women. She knew that was wrong, but it didn't feel like it was wrong. 'I... I can't stay here. I need to think, I need to talk to somebody about this.'

But who? Her mind automatically and paradoxically jumped to Eric. He should know, he deserved to know. And maybe seeing him she would lose these impulses and get her life back on the path it should take.

Not willing to risk waking Sonya or Kim up she just put on her clothes from yesterday still lying scattered on the floor. She was halfway to the door when she took another look at the bed.

For a moment she stopped, then she turned back and gathered a piece of paper and a pen. Feeling better after writing the short note she made her exit, never seeing the pleasant-looking woman watching it all with interest.

Or how she read the note and after doing so jumped into Sonya like it was a pool, disappearing without a trace.

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She struggled to force her head down, to keep her body from throwing it back again as pleasure wracked it. She had to see it, even if it was only for a moment. The sight of Kimberly and Cameron working in sync to get her off.

Both had their lips fastened to one of her tits, laving it with attention. The most remarkable cooperation, however, happened lower down where they had joined their hands together. One hand covering the other they speared her sex with a single digit each. There wasn't a thought in their heads about their own pleasure for they couldn't distinguish it from Sonya's. They were hers.

"Sorry to interrupt this reliving of such a tasty activity," Jackie's voice broke in. "But something's happening in the real world that you need to look into NOW!" That word wasn't so much a roar as a veritable force pushing her up and away from her dream world into the real one.

She was awake right away and noticed that she was now sharing the bed with Kimberly and no one else. Looking around she couldn't detect any trace of Cameron. "The note on the desk," Jackie supplied.

"Couldn't you just tell me what it said?" she grumbled as she tried to extricate herself from the bed without waking the other girl. She gave up on that when Kimberly began to stir, signaling she too was waking up.

The letter itself was easy to find. But when she started to read it, a stab of fear ran through Sonya. Not for herself, but for Cameron. 'She's gone to Eric. But she doesn't know what he is and... she has no idea what she's going to do once she's there.' And after Jackie explained to her just how that succubus that had visited them was created. Sonya could well imagine what Eric would do at the barest hint of rejection.

"Is something wrong?" came Kimberly's drowsy voice from the bed.

Sonya didn't even really think about what to do next. There really was only one thing she could do. "Yes, we need to get dressed now. Cameron has gone to Eric and I don't think she'll survive the visit."

"Oh," Kimberly said before the meaning fully hit. "What?!" She bolted upright. "I didn't really trust him but... What are you saying?"

"No time now, just get dressed and I'll explain on the way."

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Cameron was let in by Mrs. Bust, the housekeeper. She'd visited Eric's place before and knew Mrs. Bust lived here as well. The house belonged to Eric's family and she took care of it even when it wasn't in use by them.




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She was led into the dining room where Eric was already standing up when she entered. "Cameron, you caught me having breakfast." At the last moment she deflected his kiss to her cheek. He frowned at that. "Why are you here at this hour?"

"I-I..." She didn't know where to start. What to say. Eric must have caught something of that because he invited her to sit down. She hadn't noticed Mrs. Bust hadn't left yet so was a little startled when she appeared at Eric's side to whisper something in his ear.

A startled expression flitted across his face followed by a few others that passed too fast for Cameron to identify them. "Why don't you share breakfast with me? I'd feel awkward just eating in front of you."

"No thank you, I don't feel like eati..." The image of Kimberly's pussy sprang forward. "I mean, uhm, that is, I don't feel hungry right now."

"Well at least have some calming tea. You seem very nervous."

Mrs. Bust didn't even seem to wait for Cameron's nod before filling a cup, putting two lumps of sugar in it and giving it to her. Taking a tentative sip to see how hot it was she found it to be just the right temperature to drink. She drank some more of the sweetened beverage.

Feeling calmer she tried to breach the subject. "Eric, I've been thinking lately. About us." She needed to choose her words carefully. She didn't want Eric to know what she'd been doing. "And I'm... afraid we might be... No, that I am going too fast." She took another sip before setting the cup down. "I just... I don't know if I'm the kind of girl you're looking for."

"I think it's you who are looking for a kind of girl," Eric said as the friendly attentiveness bled out of his face.

'How did he know? She didn't even know.' She was even more grateful for the tea now. It had calmed her so much that she didn't even fidget. "What are you talking about?"

Eric rolled his eyes. "Did you really think you could hide it from me? Sucky Bust smelled them on you the moment you came in."

'Sucky Bust? Who is he talking...' It dawned on her, it was Mrs. Bust he was talking about. She looked over to where she was standing and got the fright of her life. Instead of the motherly person in a long skirt and blouse she was confronted by a voluptuous woman, naked and red-skinned looking very much like a devil with her horns and tail.

"Gaaah," she exclaimed as she got up to put some distance between her and this creature. Or tried to because her legs and arms didn't move a muscle.

"You're going to go through some changes Cameron, or maybe I should start calling you Cummy now." Cameron looked in horror as Eric gave her a smile of devilish delight. "I just remembered that I left my bedchamber and my workroom out of the tour last time. We'll rectify that right away and once you're properly grateful for that, you can tell me all about what exactly Sonya has been up to."

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Kim's mind was awhirl with all the information Sonya had given her as they raced to Eric's place. The tale about warlocks and demons and magic seemed far-fetched but for some reason she couldn't not believe her.

It was strange, she knew those things didn't exist yet she knew Sonya didn't lie. 'Maybe I don't really, maybe I am just going along to make sure Cameron is safe and Sonya doesn't do anything she'll regret.' But that wasn't true, she could feel it.

Further deep thinking was stalled by the fact that they had arrived at Eric's house. 'Woah, I didn't know his family was this loaded.' And they had to be if he lived alone in there. She upped that to very loaded when she saw who answered after a minute. A woman in her thirties that just screamed domestic servant. And not of the illegal alien variety too.

"We're here to see Cameron." Sonya didn't waste time on pleasantries.

Her belief that things weren't so bad took a hit when she witnessed the woman's response. Her expression of recognition at Cameron's name belied the words that came out of her mouth. "I'm sorry, but I think you have the wrong house. I don't even know a Cameron."

Still, Sonya's reaction surprised her even more. Without a word she gave the woman a palm-thrust that had flying back until she hit the wall. She had already walked in past the woman when Kim caught up with Sonya and grabbed her arm. "What the hell did..."

The rest died down as Sonya looked back at her with eyes of black obsidian. "We don't have time for questions. Cameron's in real danger and she's already getting up."

At that remark Kim looked back to see that the woman was indeed up. But she didn't look very human anymore. She looked like a stereotypical devil, complete with a tail and angry crimson eyes. Her lower body didn't resemble a goat's though. In fact, it looked very nice to Kim's recently acquired appreciation of the female form.

"I think she's down the hallway. Kick in the door if you have to but hurry. I'll deal with this one," Sonya finished as she placed herself between Kim and the creature.

Taking a deep breath she nodded, not even realizing that Sonya couldn't see that. "Right, on it." She ran to the door Sonya had indicated as the sound of fighting rang through the hallway.

The door didn't even slow Kim down as it wasn't locked but the scene inside did stop her. The sight of Cameron lying just outside of a golden circle laid into the floor with Eric standing over her chanting something looked like it was straight out of the movies. An impression that was only reinforced by the two tables on either side of the cramped room loaded down with pots, bottles, flasks and other things she couldn't identify right away.

"That's enough of that you freak, this horror movie just entered its rescuing of the damsel-in-distress scene." She advanced on Eric who at first didn't seem to even notice her but kept chanting. Then he seemed to find a natural break in whatever he was doing because he finally turned around to give Kim a contemptuous look.

"This isn't a movie, girl." He leaned over and grabbed a hand-mirror with symbols engraved in its frame. "GENERASCO SPECULUM," he shouted as he held the mirror in front of Kim. A white light blinded her and when it cleared she was confronted... by herself.

"And now you get to watch as I turn Cameron into my loyal bodyguard. And guess what her first task will be?" He didn't wait for her answer and began to chant once again, throwing a powder into the circle as he did so.

Kim licked her lips as she studied this other her. They didn't just look exactly alike, their bodies were in the same position. The only difference was the blank, unchanging expression of her opponent.

When she moved to the right, the thing did so too and at the same time. A move to the left, a feint to the right and another step to the left were all followed perfectly. But Kim didn't give up and tried to kick the creature only to have it stopped halfway by a mirror-image move of her opponent.

A punch met the same fate, crashing into the other's fist. Kim rubbed the painful hand but stopped when she noticed her opponent doing the same thing. 'She follows every move, every single one.'

Kim backed away and watched her opponent do the same until she was just past the table. Turning to face it she judged that her adversary hadn't cleared it on her side. Bracing herself instinctually she bowed deeply, her head just missing the tabletop. Her opponent wasn't so lucky and the sound of her head impacting wood was music to Kim's ears.

Again and again she did so, her opponent not doing anything to resist, until a sound like glass breaking replaced the meaty thump. Turning to face her living reflection again she noticed something like cracks spreading across its unexpressive face. They spread quickly until her body fell apart in shards that simply vanished as they hit the ground.

Suddenly Kim's head smarted, a lot. Like, like she'd hit it repeatedly. 'Fuck, auw, shit.' She collapsed to her knees as the world started to swim in front of her eyes. She also started to feel queasy. 'Did I just give myself a concussion?'

Something rolled past her towards Eric, a heap of flaying limbs both naked and clothed. Eric's voice took on a triumphant quality as the circle in the floor began to glow. The heap separated when Sonya kicked the she-devil off sending her flying. The woman barreled straight into Eric knocking them both into the circle.

The circle didn't stop glowing as Eric got up and turned around. When he saw Sonya he looked astonished. "Impossible. You..." Everyone's eyes turned to the middle of the circle because at that moment something audibly popped into existence. It was a squat, blue thing with no face, just a mouth.

Upon seeing it, Eric scrambled to get out of the circle but he hadn't even reached the ring when a wind picked him and the red woman up. They flew towards a ball of light that had already gobbled up the blue creature. The moment their bodies touched the orb, they were gone.

Using the table she pulled herself up. "Is it over?" Kim asked in a hushed voice.

In response the orb pulsed, then it began to grow. It became a blob which began to sprout appendages. The appendages became limbs as the thing became more defined. For a moment Eric kneeled there in the middle of the circle, naked and looking none the worse for wear.

It only lasted for a moment. A look of pain etched itself on his features as he began to grow again. His skin turned red, then blue before settling onto purple. Horns pierced the skin of his forehead before curving backwards.

When it was over Kim barely recognized the thing as Eric Stone. He looked like a purple Hulk, towering above them with bulging muscles. Except the Hulk didn't have equally bulging breasts and he usually wore pants.

The sight of those tits with a cock like a baseball-bat hanging underneath them might have been a turn-on for some; Kim most certainly wasn't one of them.

Eric didn't seem to mind as he gazed at himself, flexing his arm. "Power," he growled. "I feel so much power." He looked up and let his eyes fall on Kim. "And hunger," He added with a leer.

Kim answered with a look of revulsion that didn't seem to faze Eric. "Come little one, come to me." Kim had no intention of doing so but when Eric crooked his finger in a beckoning gesture she felt her lower body lurch forward pulling the rest of her along.

It felt like that finger was inside of 

her, caressing her in all the right places. "This is going to be fun," Eric crowed. Kim didn't think so but she could feel her body respond to him.

"Not for you," Sonya broke in. She waited until she had Eric's attention before throwing a vial from one of the racks on the table onto the golden ring. The ring flashed, turning silver. It quickly spread inwards flowing over the tiles like quicksilver.

Looking down he had just enough time to utter a single word before it reached him. "Shit." Then the quicksilver spread upward over his form before pulling it down into the floor until there was nothing disturbing the pool of liquid metal.

By the time Sonya had reached Cameron's side that pool was gone too, but the ring in the floor was still silver. So Kim was very surprised when a moment later the tile-floor spat out Eric Stone, his body human once more. He didn't move, she didn't even see him breath. "What do we do now?"

Cameron looked at her revealing she still had those black eyes. They didn't look unfriendly though. "Why, call the police of course!"

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'I think I need a bigger bed,' Sonya considered. It was a little cramped sharing it with both Cameron and Kimberly. They were in her room after having Cameron checked out at the hospital.

Kimberly hadn't believed her right away when she suggested calling the police but it had made perfect sense. They hadn't actually done anything wrong, but more importantly there was no evidence they had. Eric didn't have a mark on him, Cameron was clearly drugged and Eric's house had been filled with all manners of suspicious things that proved he was into some really weird stuff.

Add to that the help of Jackie who had smoothed over any suspicion the detectives harbored against them and managed to plant a clue that Eric may have had more skeletons in his closet. Sonya thought it likely given how easy he had contemplated what amounted to Sonya's and Cameron's deaths.

Cameron was lying in the middle this time, both Kimberly and Sonya had felt it necessary to comfort her. Not the traditional kind of comfort but it had gotten Cameron to think of something else. Or not think at all.

"So, how do you feel now that you've had your revenge?" Jackie asked from the foot of the bed. She was wearing a nurse uniform, a very small one.

Sonya thought about that. "Actually, I already had my revenge yesterday. This was about Cameron, really. Eric had dumped me to get her but I'm the one she came to, the one she gave her... virtue up to. Eric's death... It's funny but I don't feel much about that. Just glad we managed to save Cameron. If I hadn't met you or she hadn't left that note..." Sonya snuggled a little closer to Cameron.

"You know," Sonya continued with a thoughtful tone. "I heard about how revenge is best served cold, but if I had waited I don't think I would have had much of a revenge." She began to grin. "Certainly not such an enjoyable one."

"Interesting... Well, that just leaves one thing doesn't it?"

"What's that?"

Jackie chuckled. "Why, your explanation for how you knew Eric and just how you three ended up sharing a bed!"

For a moment panic gripped her, then Sonya felt Cameron's hand squeeze her butt in an unconscious gesture. Looking at those two she felt her calm return. "I'll think of something. They trust me and I lo-like them a lot. We'll figure it out together. And if not, there's always the Program."

The End