Nurse Demoness Ch. 03

Whatever was in the air was beginning to affect her ability to maintain her human form. She was glad that she had the blanket to cover herself. Already her tail had sprouted above her ass and was curled between her cheekS. The thing was waiting for any alone time, and it began pulsating it in and out of her pussy. The moan that escaped her lips sounded like a happier breaking glass to her, but the priest just kept on babbling. Annoyed, but that went away with thoughts of sex. They were going upstairs when they stumbled upon a bizarre scene.

There at the top, two women who were wearing what looked to be remnants of nun outfits, were rolling around in a tryst of lesbian sex. The priest froze and made a noise before doubling back a barreling past her. Somehow an elbow had swung out from the priest as he passed and ripped the blanket from her shoulders. Immediate fear enveloped her, overriding her lust. Exposed, Ashkrath realized that whatever was in the air was a great cover to feed. She watched the priest disappear around a corner and decided that he could wait. Two women were at the top of the stairs who needed some attention and Ashkrath had an appendage that would suffice.

Each step up the stairs became a fight to maintain her human form. As she got closer to the two women, the demoness was unable to hold her horns back entirely, and nubs sprouted out from between the hairs on her head.

Each step up the stairs became a fight to maintain what she could of her human form. As she got closer to the two women, the demoness was unable to hold her horns back entirely, and nubs sprouted out from between the hairs on her head. The hot breathing and moans of the women were an assault on her will, but Ashkrath held firm.

"Looks like you two ladies could use some help," She said.

One was an older looking blonde, and the other was a young redhead. The redhead had her face buried between the blonde's legs. Only the blonde acknowledged her.

"Yes, we need some help. We can't stop," the blonde said.

"I can't see a reason you'd want to," she said.

The redhead pulled away and looked back at Ashkrath.

"Goodness, I don't want to. She won't service me. Will you?"

"Of course. Why don't you get to a better position?"

"No, I don't want to stop here. She tastes divine. Can you just eat me out from behind," the redhead said. Then she went back to munching on the blonde. Ashkrath was too horny to be offended by the demand. What was weird for Ashkrath is that she was able to think about the order. Generally, succubi were slaves to the demands of their sexual partners, but Ashkrath had never been with a mortal before ands surmised that the pungent cinnamon scent has something to do with it.

Kneeling on the top step, Ashkrath spread the cheeks of her first victim and delved her forked tongue into the folds of the woman's sex. Tasting and feasting on the woman had an immediate effect of Ashkrath. Valuable life-force replenished and began recharging the demoness. It wasn't long when the redhead exploded in a creamy end, and Ashkrath was sucking her soul out. The whole process was just natural for the young demoness, and her release happened as the redhead's soul flowed into her. Ashkrath had embraced her demonic side and found that feeding on humans, as opposed to other demons, to be the sweetest delight.

The redhead slumped over dead, but the blonde didn't seem to notice that her friend was no longer responding. Instead, she moaned when Ashkrath's tail snaked its way into blonde haired pussy.

"No please, no more," she said.

"Oh, it'll be over soon my dear. Cum to your end."

Words had no effect on the lust drunk blonde. The woman chose to buck and scream as waves of pleasure washed over her. The blonde wasn't going to last much longer, and Ashkrath licked her lips in anticipation of devouring her second mortal soul.

Ashkrath left the bodies of the two nuns on the stairs. There, of course, was a priest to eat and she could honestly use something else besides her tail in her pussy. Damn thing wouldn't leave her alone as she hunted for the priest. Each step "loosened her up" and her human form melted away for the hellish natural one.

"Oh father," she sang out, "where'd you go?"

Room after room turned out to be empty. Until she stumbled into a hallway that sported in wall bookshelves and a red door at the end, she knew that's where the holy man was. When she walked into the room, she found the holy sitting behind his desk beating his meat like it owed him redemption. He only looked up when he heard the door close. He screamed, probably having to do with her demonic appearance, but the old father couldn't stop punishing his rod.

"Oh father, I've been a bad girl. Wouldn't you'd rather punish me instead of yourself."

The man stammered at her. Words of how evil she was and for her to stay away. The words had no power in them. Of course, Ashkrath found herself delighted that the priest was losing his struggle with being a clergy. It would make consuming him much more satisfying.

"Father, why don't you come here," she said curling a finger at him.

The man got up, never once taking his hand off of himself. He walked around his desk and Ashkrath stayed at the front of it. It had taken no further goading before she felt his hot breath on her neck. One hand slapped onto her round ass, sending waves of pleasure through her. Sex was different now. Demons typically just filled the holes of their partners, never took care of each other while they tried to fulfill their own selfish needs. The priest was doing the same, but it was different in the way that he was worshipping her. Fingers dipped into her dripping pussy, into her ass. They pinched nipples and scratched across her skin.

It was a surprise when he suddenly slammed her forward onto the oak desk. Breasts, which had swelled in size since feeding, were pressed against the cold surface. Ashkrath half expected the man to slam his cock into her, but instead, her cheeks were spread by his hands and a tongue penetrated her pussy.

"Found something a little more fun that yourself huh?"

He moaned into her a deep resonating breath. The man lost himself in her, licking and lapping her love up. A few times his tongue even delved into her tight ass. It was funny to her that a man could so easily replace one form of worship to another.

"Please father, I need some of your righteous justice," she said. Which were words to goad him into a much better activity, fucking. It works and almost too late for her liking; Ashkrath was experiencing the first joys of having a mortal man's penis in her. As he slammed away, the demoness looked up and out a window to see spread wings in flashes of lightening outside.