I was sitting on the couch when Demie got back. "Have a seat," I said, pointing.
Instead, she headed toward the volcano vape. "Need a hit first."
I got up and blocked her. "Nope...talk first." Then as her skin turned red and her horns came out, I realized that I may have made a tactical error. She looked into my eyes, her own blazing a terrible light. I gulped but held my ground.
After a few nerve-wracking seconds, she turned and sat down in my spot. She crossed her arms, waiting, her tail twitching like a cat. Cat...I was reminded of Selena, er, Princess, a cat in heat that had been transformed by the witch Kate into a wanton woman for me to fuck. The cat was missing too.
I sat down opposite Demie. Straight to it: "Have you been killing the women who I got pregnant?"
She took a moment, watching me. "Not all of them. Neighbor lady only got an abortion." She stuck out a long, tentacle-like tongue to punctuate her point.
I could feel the heat in my face rising. "But my coworker Carrie?" She nodded. "Princess?"
She looked confused, then..."Oh, the cat...yes, that too."
"Who else?"
"Mrs. Chesler."
I gasped. I didn't know Amy's mother had gotten pregnant when I had used my penis to distract her while Kate's spell put her consciousness into Amy Chesler's comatose body. But...
"WHY?"
She considered me. "I can't tell you." I was about to start yelling. "...BUT I can tell you that I'm all done. You impregnate anybody else, and it's your responsibility...and none of my business."
"You can't tell me?"
She shook her head, defiant. "I'm protecting my interests, as always. You may not trust me, but..." She sighed. "You know what? I'm out." She got up and headed to the door.
I got up, uncertain. "Out? What does that mean?"
"I'm...going...out." As she punctuated each word, her skin turned less red, her tail shrunk and her horns receded.
"When will you be back?"
"When I feel you might appreciate me again." She opened the door. "Oh, also, I have a friend that will be coming by for payment, and you need to give her what she asks for. You have enough of it." Then the door slammed behind her.
Then I realized that I still hadn't passed on Dianna's request for Demie to call her. I mentally kicked myself, since I hadn't seen Demie for a few days and it sounded like she'd be away for a while again. I opened the front door, but the demon was long gone.
I played video games, my typical Friday night, until I got tired and went to bed.
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I woke to the feeling of soft hands stroking my cock to hardness.
"Urgh, Kate..." I began, lifting the sheets to uncover...
...not the witch, but a small woman with gray skin and a large fringe of dark hair. She paused masturbating me as I looked at her.