The fabric barely concealed her hairless, pierced pussy and only emphasized the sexy tattoos cradling her flat tummy and dipping between her juicy asscheeks.
Aside from shoes and skirt, Jessi, better known as Angelique to the regulars who recognized the angel wings tattooed on her shoulder blades, remained gloriously nude. The golden rings on her DDs caught the attention of anyone she passed by.
While the heavy, whorish makeup, alternating layers of immaculately styled black/blonde hair, and long white-painted nails advertised what an unabashed slut the curvy teen was, the high-arching pencilled eyebrows and Karma Sutra positions stenciled on her neck and spine combined with the triple-pierced tongue resting behind her dick-sucking lips promised she lived up to her reputation.
As always, her afternoon routine had been a raging crowd pleaser, earning her an outlandish sum for a rotten shift in such a remote town. Cinnsbury wasn’t the buzzing little town its neighbor Blanton was. Little more than a pit stop along the highway a decade ago, it’d grown little since the interstate drew traffic into more savory locales.
However, being outside the County Limits and restrictions that made Blanton such a wonderful place to raise a family had its benefits. Alcohol, firearms, and even a certain amount of sexual delight could be purchased mere miles from the squeaky clean township.
This made Cinnsbury a popular stop for both lonely travelers and bored locals. The Blanton City Council had made a big fuss over absorbing tiny Cinnsbury into their jurisdiction, if only to cleanse the area of all impure influences.
Jessi smiled to herself at how easily the Council had gone down when Ray Baroni, owner of the Kit Kat and the adjoining Cathouse Bar & Grill, had threatened to simply move his establishment another mile down the road and out of their control.
She loved her boss’s style.
Finding most of the club patrons attended to by her luscious fellow strippers, Jessi slinked towards the manager’s office, winking at the bouncers and bartender as she crossed the room.
That one with the Prince Albert could really satisfy. What was his name...? Mike? Bobby? She’d have to find out next time she fucked him. She noticed her protégé Candy had taken the main stage and smiled proudly at the sight of the buxom woman tit-fucking the steel pole with her huge tattooed boobs. Jessi nodded in approval and knocked at the office door in her merry signature rhythm.
“Come in.” A deep voice growled, barely audible above the pounding club music, then followed with a few hoarse grunts that were echoed by husky female yips. The electric door lock buzzed open, and Jessi slipped inside.
The sight that greeted the barely legal slut would have terrified any normal human.
There, on his marble desk, a giant red devil humped away at a snarling demoness. His massive clawed hands failed to cover the enormous tits that bounced hard on her chest, his talons digging into her black aureolae.
Their forked black tongues wrestled in midair. The demoness grabbed her lover’s straining ass with her clawed hands and feet, hilting him into the clutching depths of her cunt.
The demon roared, tossing back his onyx hair, and bore large, sharp canines. The satanic whore beneath him curled a fat black lip, worshipping him with her red reptilian eyes. She pumped her shapely hips back at him, the phallic tail that extended from her ass wrapping around his muscular thigh adoringly.
The demon brought the cock-tip of his own tail up to her preternaturally beautiful face. It rubbed against her pointed ear, then caressed her crimson flesh until she sucked it between her whorish lips, scraping the sides with dainty fangs.
Jessi giggled at the rutting couple impishly. “Still going, Sindy?”
The demoness purred around her mouthful of cock, eyeing her fellow stripper’s ripe form hungrily. Jessi winked at her, unwrapping her skirt and kicking off her slutty shoes.
Pulling the fabric aside, the numerous gold rings in her pussy and the pentagram and “SLUT” tattoos she bore were revealed. Dropping her glamour as the silk pooled around her feet, Jessi returned the demons’ red-eyed gazes.
She favored them with a fanged smile, straddling Sindy’s horned head. The rutting demoness grabbed the teenager’s plump ass with her claws, massaging the reddening skin as Jessi pulled the humping demon into a deep kiss by his long black horns. Her monstrous lover responded by ramming his tail up her tight ass.
The young stripper’s form swelled to impossible hourglass proportions, massive red tits and globular ass offsetting her tiny waist and svelte build. Her own tail extended from the rune tattooed on her lower back, snaking past the pawprint tattoos on Sindy’s chest and into her immense cleavage.
The demoness below plunged her 8inch long tongue deep into Jessi’s bald slit, squeezing her bobbling tits around the growing tail with her elbows. The demonic teen growled her pleasure, grinding her well-trained pussy onto Sindy’s gnashing fangs as the demon fucked deep into her throat with his thick black tongue.
He finally bellowed lustfully, his 18inch rod completely swallowed by Sindy’s grasping cunt. The demon shot gallons of pearly black cum into his evil whore, the ebony cream coating the heart tattoo that decorated the devilish stripper’s pussy lips and double-pierced clit.
Sindy moaned ecstatically into Jessi’s hole, her forked tongue vibrating through the young demoness’s cunt and lower abdomen. The fat tail pumped into Jessi, overflowing her little anus and showering the hungry demoness below with cum.
The demon popped loose of his sluts, letting the hellish teenager lave his massive genitalia with her long tongue. He then sat back and watched the otherworldly strippers eat his seed out of each others’ holes, mewling as they groped their voluptuous crimson bodies and shamelessly ground their netherholes onto questing tongues.
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Oliver Conniff had made mistakes in his life. He’d never denied that. His refusal to listen to his father and pursue surgery rather than law. The many debts he’d accrued in his lifetime. The death of his first wife when he was behind the wheel after a few drinks. Losing touch with his daughter after her grandmother had taken custody.
But he’d never considered Linda a mistake. Sure, many had called her a Trophy Wife, purchased by a powerful man desperate to reaffirm his virility. Their matrimony hadn’t been ideal with all the time he’d spent travelling and tending to his various businesses, but somehow they always made it work.
They’d lived, loved, and started to grow old together. Then she’d learned of his philandering on a trip to Miami. The girls were nothing new, but Linda had always assumed it was just for show.
That last trip nearly cost him his marriage. Linda had stopped taking his calls, and he spent the next month in New York, away from the awkwardness of feigning normalcy in Blanton.
The town hadn’t been happy with one of their councilmen taking an extended leave of absence, but people knew better than to pry into the personal life of the area’s prime land developer. Still, Linda didn’t respond to any of his attempts to break his silence, and he’d feared a divorce was inevitable.
When he’d returned home, he wasn’t entirely surprised to find the home in a state of disrepair, but Linda’s complete absence shocked him. Her clothes remained in the closets, her car sat in the garage, her bank account hadn’t been touched in months.
The mystery of it all disturbed him, but hearing himself tell it to the police only made the pieces form together into the picture of a woman who so thoroughly wanted to break away from her old life, she’d left with nothing to remind herself of him.
Then the first note came.
Someone wanted money. Lots of it. In return, they promised no harm would come to his wife. Inside the envelope was Linda’s wedding ring.
A month passed. Oliver put the story together from every source he could find. His wife had been crushed by his betrayal, shutting herself away in their luxurious home and turning away all visitors. Then, only weeks later, she’d gone out one night and never come back. Nobody saw the vehicle she’d left in, but none of the taxis or rentals in town had any record of being hired by her.
Oliver stewed as the notes kept coming, each time delivering to him a trinket or reminder that Linda was there. An anecdote about the first time they’d met in Los Angeles. The name of their first dog. How she’d loved the way he made her breakfast in bed every Mother’s Day, even though they’d never had children. The kind of aftershave he’d used before she’d turned him to a more contemporary brand.
Linda had always made him feel young...
When a final note came two months after Linda’s disapperance, Oliver was literally struck dumb with joy, relief, hope, and rage. The kidnappers no longer wanted to hold out. They felt the risk was getting too great and wanted to return his loving wife to him.
All he had to do was meet with them one time, and an exchange would be made. One last payment... maybe a bit extra... and Linda would finally come home.
His instructions were to meet them in Cinnsbury. At the Kit Kat Klub...
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Ray Baroni puffed away at his cigar in the secluded VIP balcony of the club. It wasn’t much more than a restaurant bench behind dark 2-way mirror, but it allowed him some distance from the stinking dregs of society without letting his place or his pussies out of sight.
Speaking of the devils, two of them were sashaying out of the manager’s office right at that moment. Sindy, one of his newest whores, combed her purple and white dye job with her dragon lady nails. The slut had picked up a lot of tricks and totally committed herself to the trade when she got that big heart tattooed on her bald cunt. Not that the double-pierced clit and little paw prints on her boobs weren’t anything to write home about, but no respectable girl would let a man stab into her snatch with an ink gun for an hour. No, Sindy was a true nymphomaniac.
She strutted away, loose sequin top barely covering her big tits. Her pal, Ray’s favorite, headed backstage. Angelique was the ultimate whore, in Ray’s eyes. Sure, she was practically jailbait and definitely had plans beyond a rathole like the Kit Kat, but that was the nature of the game.
He still couldn’t get over how she’d cleaned the drugs out of his stable of strippers. How they’d all changed from saggy hoes to high class bitches in the months since Angelique had started working there. He liked it. He just couldn’t believe his luck.
Take Candy on the main stage, for example. When that cunt had first waltzed into the club, she looked like she hadn’t touched a dick in her life. Married, middle-aged, a real alpha-bitch over in Blanton. Angelique had turned her right around.
Now the bitch was a regular fuckbunny. Hell, she looked like she could be her own daughter. Her body was tight and curvy. Bright red hair cascaded down the Chinese characters on her back that labeled her as a “randy bitch in heat”. Bouncing breasts bore nipple rings, the word “SLUT” above the left, and a dragon that curled round her torso, mouth encircling her right areola.
Candy ran an unblemished hand over the hairless slit that was accented by a lipstick tattoo, fingering the barbell in her clit and three gold rings that protruded from each of her cute little pussy lips.
She brought the digits back up to her lips, licking at her glistening juices with her triple-pierced tongue, sensuously biting at them with her perfect white teeth. The crowd went apeshit. If Angelique could do that with a cold fish like Candy, Ray couldn’t wait to see her progress with his latest girl.
A knock at the door brought Ray back to the task at hand. Bruno, one of his bouncers, popped his head in the VIP room. “He’s here, Mr. Baroni.”
Ray nodded thoughtfully. He stabbed out his cigar on the table and straightened out his tie. “I want you to get Joe and Ralph ready to kick out any non-members. If this goes down like I want it to, we’re gonna be getting a fuckload more business. Hell, I might even have to start up a Chamber of Commerce. But, if it’s for shit, I don’t want it getting out of control. Got it?”
Bruno grunted affirmation, turning on his headset and passing word around the club.
Ray took a swig of scotch and buttoned his blazer. “Let’s do business, Mr. Conniff.”
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Candy jiggled into the girls’ dressing room, panting as she came down from the rush the crowd gave her. Seeing Annalee and Jade 69ing on the couch, she swayed over to the chair across from them and sat down, diddling her clit and stabbing a few fingers into her moist pussy. The strippers in front of her went at it furiously, not noticing their audience and not caring.
This was the scene that greeted Sarah, the Kit Kat’s newest and youngest dancer.
“Jeez, girls. Can’t you get a room?” She shook her head.
“Don’t you want a taste, baby?” Jade breathed, taking a long swipe at Annalee’s drenched slit.
“Not now, no.” The teen held up her hand, eyes rolling as she sat down at the makeup counter. Sarah pulled off her leather jacket, revealing the sultry little body that had taken her down this road of life.
She’d lost her virginity early on in puberty, slept with half the guys in school, and even fooled around with some girlfriends. Most people back home thought her sexual appetite was what prompted her to run away.
Still, she wasn’t the same filthy animal the sluts at the Kit Kat were. Why fuck each other back here when you could do it on stage for money?
“Sweetie” Jessi purred as she strutted into the room carrying a tray covered with cocktails. “It’s always a good time for pussy.” Sarah turned around in her chair, trying to look serious, and broke out into a fit of giggles along with Jessi. She stood up and hugged her friend.
For some reason, Sarah just couldn’t bring herself to disagree with the other teenage stripper. There was a bond between them. Being the same age helped, and Jessi ate cunt like a pro, but there really was something there that couldn’t be put into words.
Jessi massaged her friend’s bubble butt, helping her slip out of her tight jeans. The other strippers watched attentively as the girls laughed and made out, moaning and rubbing their big tits together.
Sarah couldn’t get enough of Jessie’s exotic tattoos and piercings. She’d had her own tongue and belly button done when she was 16. She enjoyed them, but just the sight of the other girl’s many tongue, ear, and pussy piercings drove her wild with lust.
Pulling aside her little skirt, Jessi exposed her cunt jewelry and tattoos to the other stripper’s delight. Sarah leaned forward and ran her tongue down Jessie’s deep cleavage, over her flat stomach, across the “SLUT” and pentagram tattoos, and into the many rings surrounding her clit and cuntlips.
Both teenagers groaned as Sarah lapped at Jessie’s snatch. The others had by now returned to their minstrations, Candy eating out Annalee’s ass while she and Jade fingered the older stripper’s throbbing pussy.
Jessi DeVille smiled down at her slut in training, rolling her hips into Sarah’s hungry mouth. She’d only been working on the kid for a week, but Sarh had already gone from bi-curious tramp to borderline nympho. The girl’s long black and red bangs dangled away from her short, shaggy hair as she ate her friend out.
Jessi admired the upside down crucifix on her arm and the many little stars and butterflies that told the story of her slow journey into slutdom. So unlike Jessi. Of course, Sarah didn’t have the rune above her ass that all the other girls bore, but that wasn’t far off. Only one more thing remained before Sarah reached her full potential.
Jessi moaned out an orgasm, pulling Sarah’s smiling face to her own and mashing their juicy lips together.
“Now, Lilith.” Jessi started, pausing when Sarah pouted at the sound of her stage name. “Honey, you need to stay in character when you’re in the club. That’s what the johns pay for.”
“But Angie...”
“Angelique, baby.”
Sarah rolled her eyes. “Angelique, I don’t like that name. It makes me sound like a dyke.”
“No, it makes you sound like an evil little slut.” Jessi teased her pussy and ass for emphasis. Sarah ground back into her.
“It’s just not me,” she whined.
“It’s not supposed to be you. It’s who you become.” Jessi pulled Sarah’s face up close to hers with a cum-covered hand, lowering her voice to a deadly serious tone.
“You want to be boring little Sarah the rest of your life? Hmm? Move from shithole town to shithole town, jack off some smelly hobo every night so you can live in a motel, finally give up and marry one of the fuckers?”
Sarah looked like she was close to tears. “No...” she whimpered.
“No...” Jessi purred, pulling the other teenager in tight, letting her cry on her shoulder as she squeezed the globes of her ass. “You want them begging to fuck you... You want to find a rich one and make him give up his soul to fuck you...”
Jessi licked at the girl’s earlobe as the sniffles turned to moans and they ground their twats against each others’ creamy thighs. “You want to suck every cock... lick every pussy... but you want them to want you more...” The teenager shuddered against Jessi, cumming hard.
Jessi waited a moment, then brought her smirking lips to the girl’s ear.
“Lilith?”
Lilith brought her face up to Jessi’s, lidded eyes glazed from her orgasm. She licked her lips, letting the barbell in her tongue pop out.
“Angelique...” She kissed Jessi hard, their tongues wrestling enthusiastically. Jessi smirked, pulled away, and gave Lilith one of the cocktails she’d brought in.
“Here. This’ll give you the something extra you need for your routine.” Jessi winked, giving her hips an exaggerated sway as she walked back into the club, knowing Lilith’s eyes were glued to her succulent ass.
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“Mr. Conniff Good to see ya again.” Ray stood up from the booth as the bouncers escorted Oliver over to him.
“Baroni.” He nodded curtly. “I thought it might be one of your thugs. You’re smarter than this.”
Ray shrugged as they sat down at the table. “There’s something in the air these days. I tell ya, I’m a new man. You’re gonna see big changes in this place.”
Oliver held back his rage. “Kidnapping and blackmail isn’t best way to turn over a new leaf.”
“Maybe so, maybe no. We’re gonna have to play this one by ear.”
Ray didn’t sound so different to Oliver, but he had to admit the man looked a lot better than the fat sack of crap who’d caused him so many headaches when he and the Town Council had tried to expand the city limits across county lines.
Oliver was expecting that same wrinkled weasely face when the bouncers told him he was seeing “the boss”. The healthy man in front of him seemed more like a gangster of yesteryear than the petty smut-peddler he’d known.
A topless young waitress in a white loincloth set two drinks down in front of the men, then wiggled her way back to the bar. That shocked Oliver almost as much as the change in Ray.
The Kit Kat had a reputation as a filthy dive, but, now that he looked around, he saw it was filled with unbelievably gorgeous, young, supple flesh. Lapdances were going on openly at tables and booths. Sometimes two busty strippers would be grinding into one man, even if the stack of bills in front of him was barely noticeable.
Ray chuckled at the anxious look on Oliver’s face. “Still a horndog after all these years, eh?”
Oliver frowned and glared at the laughing club owner. “I’m only here to get my wife back. It’s not my fault you filled the place with a bunch of whores.”
Ray laughed even harder, pulling a passing stripper into his lap as she sauntered by. “You here that, Sindy?” He tweaked the purple-haired stripper’s hard nipple through her the filmy top that barely held her buoyant melons in check. “He called you a whore.” He laughed even harder as she ground her skirt-covered ass into his rising dick, teasing his ear with her cocksucker lips.
Oliver kept his eyes averted, not wanting his own erection to tent in his pants and ruin his reunion with Linda.
Ray nodded to Oliver, grabbing his drink with one hand while Sindy humped into the one that played with her tight snatch. Oliver looked at the drink briefly, then turned away from the gyrating couple again. Ray’s smile faded.
“Aw, Olly. Don’t be like that.” A note of menace entered his voice.
Oliver looked to the drink again, then back to Ray’s hard eyes.
“You think I poisoned it?” He laughed again.
Oliver flushed red. “Just know that I have a folder containing everything about this. It’s sitting on my secretary’s desk with instructions to take it to the police if she doesn’t hear from me before she gets into work tomorrow. The Sheriff knows I’m here, and he’ll come looking if I disappear like Linda did.”
Ray nodded, the smile still plastered to his face. “Drink your fuckin’ drink.” He took a swig of his own and slammed it onto the table, signaling for the bartender to make another. Oliver sipped at his own, frowning at the salty sweetness, then smacking his lips at the aftertaste. It was a strange concoction, but something about it got his blood racing.
Hearing a wolf whistle, Oliver looked over to see Ray cheering the stripper strutting onto a nearby side stage. “You’re gonna love this one, buddy.” Ray shouted above the crowd. “Tell me when you recognize her.”Oliver shook his head, but turned to watch the dance with interest. What did Ray mean...
The stripper wrapped her barely covered body around the steel pole on the stage, sliding it between her large breasts and pierced pussy lips. Candy threw her head back, tickling her plump ass with her lush red locks as she arched further and further back.
She slowly gyrated into the pole, her cunt rings clacking against it with every other roll of the hips. A naughty grin spread over her face, and she licked at the pole with her triple-pierced tongue.
She spun around on high heels, peeling off her tiny g-string in one swift move and kicking it out into the crowd when she brought one long leg all the way up to her head. Turning, she wedged the pole between her ass cheeks, massaging it with long slow strokes as she stared out at Ray’s booth.
Oliver recognized her.
“Madeleine?” he whispered dazedly, finishing his drink even as the teenage stripper from earlier slipped another one into his hand. Candy’s heavily painted eyes lit up when she saw Oliver, and she started to tease him with her pierced tits. She was different, but that last exchange left no doubt. The jiggling hussy on stage was Councilwoman Madeleine Ayers.
But it didn’t make any sense. For one thing, Madeleine was a woman in her fifties. Not this brazen young 20-something. And then she’d never had a body like that in the years Oliver had known her. Some hips maybe, but that ass and rack were Playboy material.
No amount of plastic surgery could make them ride so high under that creamy young skin. And those tattoos and piercings? Not a chance. Madeleine had removed Michael Crichton books from the city library for their sexual overtones. Now she was an unabashed slut?
Then Oliver thought back to the last time he’d seen Madeleine. She was telling him about her imminent divorce from Charlie Ayers. He’d been two-timing her with some whore. Probably one of Baroni’s girls, Oliver had said. Madeleine agreed and said she was going over there to give Ray a piece of her mind. Oh, Madeleine...
Ray’s laughter brought Oliver back to the present. The club owner caught his eye and winked at him. “You guessed it ” Ray cupped Sindy’s big boobs in his hands and pulled her back against him hard, the moaning whore craning her head back to tangle tongues as his fingers danced over the paw prints on her cleavage. Her legs opened wide, revealing the heart tattoo that covered her hairless cunt. She humped into the air, hungry for cock.
“Like Sindy here, she’s a lot happier now. No more day planners, spreadsheets, or cheating husbands to worry about. Candy just wants to fuck.”
Oliver’s bleary eyes looked around nervously, he finished another of the strange cocktails and reached out for the ever-present follow up. “She... she wanted... Where’s Linda?” Ray slipped three fingers into Sindy’s steamy pussy. “Just a second, chief. I want you to see this. This is what I need your help with.” His free hand pointed to the main stage.
A small figure strode out onto the stage, hips bumping to the beat. She pulled the black leather trenchcoat she wore open, revealing the tiny corset and g-string that held her privates in check. Shiny leather fuck-me boots clung to her shapely legs. Her alternating long and short locks of black and red hair swished around with her twisting form, the tips of her bangs dangling over the tops of her large breasts.
“Now taking the main stage, the luscious Lilith.” an overhead voice announced. Lilith lifted her big brown eyes up to the crowd, drawing them in. She pouted her lips and let the trenchcoat fall to the floor, stretching luxuriously as her lithe hourglass figure was revealed.
She kneeled down and crept along on all fours, licking her painted lips and cooing. She stretched like a cat, stalking along the stage. Reaching the end, she whipped her hair back and spun around, presenting her ass to the audience and scratching her long nails down the stars tattooed on each thigh.
Men and women alike whooped and hollered at the teenage slut. Ray’s bouncers took the opportunity to pull the non-regulars from the floor and force them out of the club. Their boss nodded his assent, letting them watch the show after they’d tossed out all non-members and locked the doors.
A red spotlight fell on Lilith as she removed the corset from her round tits. She pinched at the nipples, bringing one to her mouth and flicking it with her pierced tongue.
A wet sensation at Oliver’s crotch broke him away from the temptress on stage. Looking down, he saw Sindy slurping at his throbbing cock, taking it deep down her throat and massaging his balls with her long nails.
Oliver drunkenly looked over to Ray, only now noticing the angel-winged teenager bouncing up and down on the club owner’s massive cock. The man and girl crushed their lips together, probing deep with their tongues as their hands pulled one another together harder and harder with every thrust.
“R...Ray... wha...” Oliver could barely form words, thanks to the amount of euphorics and alcohol he’d ingested, but a few syllables reached Ray’s ear. The man looked away from the busty whore pumping away on top of him, grinning at Oliver’s predicament.
Sindy took Oliver’s entire length into her drooling mouth repeatedly, tickling at his balls with the ring in her tongue.
“Fucking good, isn’t she?” Ray grunted. Oliver looked at him pleadingly. “Oh, what’s wrong, champ?”
Oliver rolled the words around in his head. What was wrong? The feeling in his cock was so powerful, so hot. What–
“Lin.. Linda...” he slurred.
Ray cackled, kneading Jessi’s tight, wiggling rump. “You want your wife that bad, do ya buddy?”
The older man ran his hands through Sindy’s long purple-white hair. She mewled around his dick and rubbed her rock hard nipples against his leg.
“I...” Oliver’s eyes rolled back as he sprayed the whore’s mouth with cum. Sindy instantly swallowed the whole load, tonguing his piss-slit to get at the last few drops.
“Go ahead. Say ‘hi’ to the new Linda.” Ray grunted, pointing at Sindy.
Oliver’s brow crinkled in frustration. He reached for the stripper’s bobbing chin, tilting her face up and away from his clenching balls. Sindy gave him a dazzling smile, her painted face radiant even in the low light of the club.
Oliver brushed strands of hair away from her face, staring intently at the stud just above her upper lip. It went right through a dark beauty mark... Her green eyes... The dimpled cheeks...
“Linda...?”
The voluptuous stripper giggled at him, raising herself up and straddling his cock with her tattooed pussy. “I’m Sindy now, sweetie.” She pulled his aching member into herself with practiced fingers and rode him hard.
Oliver moaned in ecstasy, thrashing his head around as his legs instinctively kicked the table away to give them more room. Sindy’s cunt milked him hungrily, the whore kissing and licking at his neck until his hands reached up to squeeze her bouncing breasts.
He looked into his transformed wife’s eyes. The insatiable cocklust in them scared and excited him, driving him to fuck her harder. Her face, like her body, looked about 20 years younger.
Better than that. She’d never been as drop-dead gorgeous as the whore riding him now. She licked her fat lips with her tongue ring, rolling her hips hard and thrusting her tits into his mauling hands.
“Linda... I... I love you...” he grunted, “I want... to be with you... forever...”
The jiggling slut laughed and jammed her tongue down his throat.
“Forever, honey?” She squeezed at him with her pussy. Oliver closed his eyes tight. “What would you give?”
“Anything...” “Mmmm... Everything?” She rubbed her hands over his chest. “We can be young together... forever...” “Yessss...”
She hopped up and down on him, engulfing his entire length, then letting it slip almost all the way out before repeating the process.
“All your property...”
“Yesss...”
“Your daughter...”
“Yessssss...”
“Your very soul...”
“Uuuhhhhnnn... yesssss...” He looked up at his perverted wife as she dropped her glamour, the black horns growing from her forehead as her purple mane turned ebony and cascaded over the rune seared above her jiggling ass. Her green eyes shimmered red as her skin slipped from dreamy peach to a demonic crimson.
Sindy snarled above him, baring her sharp fangs and letting her inhuman forked tongue slip out to wet her black lips. She brought his hands up to her massively swollen tits with her claws, prompting him to squeeze the huge globes.
Oliver took in the rest of the club. Glamours were dropping everywhere as strippers and patrons alike sprouted tails and horns. Two busty barflies rode a demon’s tongue and cock with abandon, his claws clutching at their expanding jugs and booties as the rutting whores reached out to each other with their 8inch black tongues and shared a foul kiss.
Virginia, the high school dropout who’d been chatting with the bartender, was now bent over the serving area. Her flawless red breasts with their black nipples flattened against the bar as the massive demon behind her pounded into her asshole. Her claws dug long gouges into the counter, her eyes closed in ecstasy when she shrieked out in orgasm.
Annalee and Jade had been giving lapdances to a group of regulars. The mewling demonesses now found themselves sandwiched between the club members, 16inch cocks ramming in and out of their cunts and asses. The hellish sluts groaned lustily at every grope of clawed hands, bite from fanged mouths, and thrust of the gargantuan dicks.
On one of the side stages, Daphne thrust her gigantic tits out to the wanking demons seated below her. Her savage audience pumped their cocks, showering puddles of black cum over the area. The satanic stripper fell to all fours, humping and wiggling her ass in the air and whipping her phallic tail around.
Her huge boobs and long tongue dragged along the cum-covered stage as she ate up her fans’ jism. She cooed and hissed at them after a few mouthfuls, licking at the nearest demon’s black horn.
He reached up and squeezed her basketball-sized breast, filling his palm with black milk. The harlot lapped at it as he carried the fluid to his own fanged maw. She wrapped her dainty hands around his long horns as he cleaned her cream from his talons. Daphne pulled herself onto him, lowering her unholy cunt over his impossible length.
She mashed her immense rack against his broad chest, fucking herself onto his thrusting pelvis. The demoness purred against him, opening her juicy black lips to his questing tongue and sucking the length deep down her throat as another monstrous demon mounted her ass from behind.
Candy had slid off the stage early on, pulling a blonde waitress into her steamy snatch. The girl ate her out with gusto, thrilling as she felt one of the bouncers grab her by the tail and pull her hairless pussy onto his evil red cock.
Candy hissed at the demon, shaking her greatly enlarged boobs at him. He roared at the fallen councilwoman, raising his tail up to her black lips. She swallowed 7inches of the great phallus without a second thought, her claws pulling the waitress’s fanged mouth harder into her pierced pussy.
Oliver swung his head around, finally seeing Ray and the teenage stripper with the angel wings tattooed on her back in their true forms. The strip club owner had grown into a red giant, dwarfing the randy demoness whipping her ass back and forth on his 18inch dick.
A bellow rang out from Ray’s fanged maw as he released a torrent of black cum into his favorite whore. Jessi growled happily, squeezing black milk from breasts nearly as big as her own head with her wicked claws.
Ray pulled one of the dripping melons up to his black lips, biting at the demonic teen’s massive boob. Jessi snarled for more. The huge demon clutched her tight round butt in his talons, spreading her cheeks and pulling her tail up.
His own thick tail rose up, prodding her puckered little ass. The demoness tossed her head back, the curls of her ass-length mane swishing around her cute little horns and the pointed ears covered in little gold rings.
Her red reptilian eyes turned to look to the entranced Oliver. Jessi curled a black lip at him, then licked her lover’s long black horn with her triple-pierced, black, forked tongue. Ray stabbed his tail into her rear entrance.
The evil nympho riding him bayed lustfully, fucking back at his pistoning poles with unquenchable desire. Her demon lover pulled her tail hard, drawing the end up to her mouth. She curled it around his wrist playfully, licked the cum dripping from it, then sucked her own tail hungrily.
Oliver returned his gaze to his demoness wife. Changed even further than before, Sindy growled for more as he shafted her deeply. The satanic stripper ran her black claws over the paw prints tattooed on her endless cleavage, cupping her huge boobs and pinching streams of evil milk out of her black nipples.
Her husband cupped her impossibly beautiful face in his hands, caressing her little black horns and pointed ears. She licked at him, curling her tongue around his fingers and nipping them with her fangs.
At last, Sindy bit into him hard, triggering an orgasm in Oliver. He dug his bleeding hand into the globes of her ass, slipping a finger up her hungry anus. She looked down on him, not wanting the love he’d offered. Not particularly caring about his money or property. That was Linda.
Sindy only wanted to fuck and devour souls. Her long lashes fluttered as his soul came loose from his body, but she knew better. Her master had given her this life, and she had to do his bidding. He had something in mind...
Dismounting her still erect husband, Sindy jiggled over to the strip club owner, kneeling before him alongside Jessi. The lusty demonesses sucked Ray’s enormous cock feverishly, rubbing their voluptuous bodies against his huge legs.
The demon stroked their lustrous hair, pulling them onto his cock by their horns. His whores snarled and moaned, lashing him with their long black tongues as they slipped their phallic tails into each other from behind.
Oliver strained in the booth across from them. His cock throbbed painfully, sexual hunger pulsing through his veins. He looked to the huge demon across from him, eyes pleading. Ray smirked at the still-human, then pointed a clawed finger at the main stage.
There, Lilith fucked herself onto her own hand. The demonic orgy around the room left the panting teen untouched and unsated. Ray growled to Oliver. “Fuck her.”
Madness danced across Oliver’s face. His dick had swelled beyond its normal proportions, reaching nearly 10inches in length. The stretched skin pulsed angrily around his rod, aching to sheathe itself in hot female flesh.
He stumbled out of the booth, barely able to breathe. The teenager on stage screamed as another orgasm tore through her body, her hands still squeezing and rubbing her cunt and tits.
Oliver crawled past the rutting demons littering the floor, eyes locked on the only other human left in the club. Candy looked up from the demoness she was tonguing while the bouncer double-stuffed her ass with cock and tail.
She hissed at her co-councilman encouragingly, squeezing her lover’s massive tits roughly, prompting the other demoness to yowl and buck into her mouth even harder.
“Please...” A small voice whispered from the stage. The man looked to the gyrating stripper only a couple feet from his thirsty lips. “I... I... F-fuck me...” Her eyes rolled back as another orgasm crashed through her horny young body.
Her big boobs strained skywards, her back arched sensuously. She spread her legs wide, displaying her shaved pussy for the drooling man’s benefit. He pumped his swollen dick in appreciation, climbing onto the stage and stuffing his face into her burning snatch.
“YESSSSS ” Lilith shrieked, massaging his hair with her long nails as he lapped up her juices. Oliver licked his lips, traveling up her body and latching onto one of her turgid nipples.
“Ohhhh...” she cooed. “Don’t fucking tease me... gimme that big dick...” She grabbed his ass roughly, pulling him hard into her crotch. The desperate man growled at the whore beneath him, spreading her cunt lips with one hand and guiding his straining hard-on in with the other. The couple moaned orgasmically, taking up a slow rhythm as Oliver stabbed deeper and deeper into the blistering heat of her cunt.
Across the room, Ray pumped into Sindy’s red rump while she tongued Jessi’s ass. The teenage demoness hissed at the club owner, hefting a heavy tit up to her fat black lips. Ray watched the humans fucking on the stage.
He turned to Jessi with a smirk. “Any moment now...” The crimson whore flashed her fangs wickedly, pulling Sindy up from her asshole and jamming her long tongue down the rutting demoness’s throat.
Lilith scratched her nails down Oliver’s back, moaning at the pounding the older man gave her. She pulled his mouth onto hers, opening wide for his probing tongue. She wrapped her legs around his waist, squeezing at him lovingly.
After many long moments, the breathless lovers finally ended the kiss, gasping for air and staring deep into each others’ eyes. Lilith stopped moving. Her brow crinkled in confusion.
“D... Daddy?” Oliver kept pumping into her, body working on its own while his mind churned away. He hadn’t seen his little girl ever since his mother-in-law had taken custody of the child. Sarah was so young then. Nothing like the busty slut humping against him. But something in those eyes...
“Sarahhh...”
The girl’s blood boiled as an orgasm ripped through her. She mashed her tits against her father as he continued his assault on her little pussy. The man roared, blasting his cum into her clutching depths. He pulled her into another soul-seering kiss.
Lilith groaned with desire, wrestling him with her own pierced tongue. She hardly even noticed his questing tongue traveling down her throat until she nearly choked on the length.
Looking up to her father, Lilith watched his blue eyes contract and twitch. The irises stretched into long, snake-like pupils. The blue color surged into a bloody red, filling with the evil that drove him to pump his rejuvenating cock into her.
His member swelled to even greater lengths, slithering further into her already obscenely stretched pussy. The stripper’s body sizzled with pain and ecstasy as her transforming father pumped deeper and deeper inside her.
“You like that cock, baby?” Oliver growled above her, licking at her bouncing boobs with his lengthening tongue. The slutty teen gripped him harder with her toned thighs.
“Yyyesssss...” Lilith husked.
“Fuck yeah... you’re just a little slut now... All you want is... Uhnn... cocks and tongues fucking your whore holes...”
The girl squealed in delight, kissing at her father’s handsome young face and running her hands over the long horns growing from his forehead. The demon roared as his phallic tail and pointed ears extended from his red body.
His daughter gasped underneath him, orgasming yet again at the sight of the lecherous beast screwing her. Oliver’s taloned hands grasped her shelf-like ass, pulling her upright and forcing the weight of her whole body onto his 16inch member.
Lilith shook uncontrollably, clawing into the massive demon’s thrusting red body with all the strength left in her. Her father titled her chin up with a thick black claw. The girl’s bloodshot eyes stared at him dazedly. He chuckled when she managed to weakly buck her hips against him.
“You know what I want now, baby?” he growled. She shook her head lazily, long black/red bangs covering her eyes.
“I want to make you a beautiful fucktoy for the rest of eternity. I want your tasty little soul...” Oliver sneered. Lilith’s breath caught in her throat. It was all so fucking wrong. She’d run out on everything in her life.
Her loving grandmother had been discarded, then john after john had screwed her for the money that brought her here. She became a high class whore who sucked and fucked anyone in the club, but still there was a limit. Now, she’d bedded her own father in the middle of a demon orgy. Now, he was asking her to give up her immortal soul.
The young stripper looked to Jessi for guidance, finding her fellow stripper riding Ray reverse cowgirl. Her best friend fucked onto their boss’s inhuman red cock with her plump ass while Sindy tickled her cervix with her forked black tongue.
Oliver’s evil wife rubbed her perfect red nose against the teenager’s pentagram and “SLUT” tattoos, nibbling at the young demoness’s numerous cuntlip piercings with her sharp fangs.
Jessi fucked her cock-tipped tail into Sindy’s tattooed pussy relentlessly, stuffing an unimaginable amount of the appendage into her fellow stripper. Ray also treated the whore’s ass to the same punishment, cramming her bubble butt full of dick.
The insatiable demoness merely entwined her own phallic tail around the demon’s, pulling his length ever deeper inside her. Sindy’s bulbous ass and tits jiggled around sexily as she plunged herself onto the huge rods. She purred when Jessi’s clawed hands caressed her black horns and the pointed red ears poking out of her luxurious ebony mane
Jessi DeVille thrust her H-cup melons into Ray’s huge hands, the immense globes overflowing even his large mitts. Her gold nipple rings contrasted sharply with the black aureolae that glistened with droplets of black milk. She turned back to the massive demon filling her tight asshole, laving over his gorgeous face with her triple-pierced black tongue.
Looking back to Lilith, Jessi bared her sharp fangs in a snarl. She rocked harder onto the tongue and cock inside her, tossing her ass-length hair over one shoulder and shaking her massive rack for the still-human teen’s benefit.
“Fucking do it ” Jessi yowled.
Lilith’s eyes rolled back into her head as another orgasm consumed the last of her reservations.
“Take my soul, Daddy.” She hissed to the demon fucking her. Oliver pulled her into another wrenching kiss. The new instincts rewriting his personality told him what to do, and he bit the willing whore’s tongue hard with his large fangs.
Lilith came again, bucking her hips against the gigantic demon. He pulled her mouth from his, shoving his fat tail into her mouth as both his tail-cock and dick blasted the girl with thick black cum.
Rather than relax, Lilith sucked at him noisily, drinking his cum with relish and flexing her abused pussy muscles around his unholy dick. Oliver pulled his tail back, enjoying the way Lilith’s lips continued slurping as he slipped beyond her reach.
The stripper turned to his smiling face, cooing as she swallowed the last of the cum in her mouth. She leaned closer and opened her mouth to his lashing tongue.
“Now you’re my whore, Sarah.” Her father rumbled.
Lilith humped her tight slit onto his rock-hard fuckstick, smiling impishly at her father. Her lidded eyes glimmered momentarily, the pupils stretching into vertical reptilian slits as the irises turned red.
“Call me Lilith, baby.” She licked at his black lips with her pierced tongue, grinning as it grew right before her eyes. She felt a tickling inside her. The last vestiges of her human soul were slipping away, being devoured by Oliver’s hellish power. But then she tasted an essence wafting off of him. His soul still barely clung to his corrupted flesh. Her stepmother hadn’t devoured it as per Ray had certainly ordered her to.
Lilith looked at Ray in puzzlement. The demon fucked into his whores, not bothering to watch the young girl. It was odd. Was he giving her a choice? If she left her father’s soul intact, there still might be a way out of this for them. They could return to humanity and leave this demon’s nest far behind them.
There was only one problem: Lilith didn’t want to.
As Sarah, she’d struggled to fit into a society that vilified her natural inclinations. Her father hadn’t even spoken to her in a decade. She’d ended up in a seedy strip club in the middle of nowhere. Her future... she had no future.
Now, she was on the cusp of eternal ecstasy. Jessi had honed her promiscuous nature into the vessel of her doom. But, oh, what a delicious doom. To fuck and suck everyone around her until the end of time. To be one of hell’s wickedest whores. To willingly destroy the last remnants of her father...
Lilith pulled his soul into her hungrily, sending it screaming into the infernal depths of hell. Oliver roared, throwing his slutty daughter onto the stage as demonic power raged within him. His giant muscular body pulsed with unquenchable lust, red eyes glowing beneath his wild black hair.
The giant cock between his legs, thick as a can of spray paint, bounced 16inches in front of his ripped abdomen. His tail lashed behind him angrily, spraying black fluid over the rutting demons all around him. A lusty mew brought Oliver’s attention back to the girl wriggling next to him. Lilith’s skin burned to a luscious red right before his eyes. She fell to all fours, presenting her swelling round ass to him, rolling her hips teasingly. The newborn demoness tossed her growing mane back, black lips parting to show off her delicate fangs.
“Fill my cunt, Daddy ” she snarled.
Oliver pumped his horse-cock, dripping pre-cum onto the stage as he approached the corrupted teen. Without preamble, he mounted her willing cunt. Lilith growled, milking his shaft as he bottomed out inside her. The father wrapped a clawed hand around the inverted crucifix on her arm, pulling her back against his broad chest. Lilith arched her back, stretching her increasingly toned arms over her head and grabbing Oliver’s jutting horns in her clawed hands.
The transforming girl’s already substantial breasts ballooned out in front of her, showing no hint of sag as their heavy weight was suspended proudly by her small shoulders. Her widening hips and lush ass inflated the rest of her delectable hourglass figure, casting her body in the mold of the ultimate seductress. It matched her twisted mind perfectly.
Her father milked her black nipples as he humped into her, already teasing droplets from the fledgling demoness. Lilith yipped at the pinching claws, twisting her head around to look into her father’s red eyes. Oliver smirked at the augmented beauty of his new whore. Sarah had been beautiful, but Lilith was irresistible. The slutty thin eyebrows arched high over her red eyes. Her cheekbones rose proudly over her soft face. Her forked black tongue ran over her cocksucker lips and long fangs.
The slut mashed her mouth against her father’s, taking his long tongue deep down her throat and cleaning his fanged maw with her own. He mauled her volleyball-sized tits savagely in response. The incestuous couple’s rear claws dug deep furrows into the stage as their bodies slapped together.
Lilith’s growing tail slipped down between their grinding bodies, wrapping around her father’s tensed thighs. Their fangs clashed hungrily as their climaxes approached, not separating until the satanic father and daughter roared out in orgasm.
“FUCK ME, YOU DEMON STUD MAKE ME THE PERFECT WHORE ”
Oliver’s massive organ stretched his daughter’s flat stomach and the butterfly tattoos adorning it. She pawed at it with her claws as she felt the gallons of evil black jism pouring into her. The demoness hissed for more as her black horns extended from her wild ebony locks.
She felt a sharp prick at her juicy thigh, looking down to see Sindy nipping at her red flesh and drinking the droplets of black blood that fell from the rapidly healing wound. Lilith mewled at her stepmother, bringing the busty demoness’s mouth up to her hairless pussy as globs and globs of cum drooled from her constricting slit.
The teenage demoness snarled, snaking her new tail into Sindy’s endless cleavage and jabbing the head into the slurping whore’s tattooed cunt. Lilith grabbed the demoness by her pointed ears, pulling her long pierced tongue deep into her pussy to clean out Oliver’s seed.
The husband and father who’d only come to the club out of love for his wife sat back on his haunches. His voluptuous daughter bucked onto his wife’s fangs, howling at her sister stripper/demoness’s ministrations.
The demon rumbled at the sight, then felt clawed hands wrap around his chest. Massive tits pressed against his back, and he turned to see Candy and the waitress she’d been fucking beaming at him with fanged smiles.
He stood up in front of the kneeling whores and swung his cum-covered member around to their thirsty mouths. Candy immediately swallowed the fat rod between her sharp canines, taking most of it down her throat while the other slut lapped at his dripping nuts with her long tongue. Oliver growled and pulled the bitches onto him by their horns.
Five large demons converged on Sindy and Lilith, their giant cocks throbbing with need. The sluts proudly thrust their immense breasts at them, giggling as they stroked each others’ slits invitingly. The demons fell onto the insatiable temptresses, suckling at their huge boobs and positioning their enormous poles against their cunts and assholes.
With a little maneuvering, the demonesses were soon snarling and jiggling atop one demon apiece, with another tearing into each of their plump asses. The fifth stood above them, spewing semen over their long, lashing tongues and heaving melons.
Back in his booth, Ray pumped another load into Jessi’s tireless pussy. The demonic teen shoved her pierced nipples against him, cooing as her asshole massaged his tail.
“I’ve destroyed him. Completely.” Ray growled.
Jessi bit into his lip, licking up the black blood. “Fuckin’ sexy, baby... Daddy’s going to be so happy ” She squeezed his rods affectionately.
“Fuck your daddy, bitch.” He grabbed the globes of her ass hard and pounded into her rapidly. “My enemy’s gone, and now I can remake this town MY way.”
Jessi snarled atop him, her tits bouncing rapidly.
“Mmmmmmmmaster’s going to remake the world...” She hissed.
Ray threw his head back as she gouged his chest with her claws.
“Master... Yeah...” The demon yanked his whore’s head back by her long mane, biting into her neck hard as she snarled ecstatically.