This story inspired by the writings of MonikerSmith and XXXecil
Chapter 6 – Sister Mary Clare
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Eye's shot open, the horror a dream a DREAM! sitting up and screamed "Noooooooooooo!". Lilith realised her voice was still female, her arms were still female. She ripped the sheets from her bed and admired her beautiful body her curved figure. Her pussy had been actively leaking forming a large wet patch, which had soaked the bed around her.
She reached over and picked up the still Beeping alarm clock. The hated device she was sure its creator had to have been a member of her fellow damned to inflict this upon the world. She effortlessly crushed the torture device as she fell back on to the mattress. She sighed while enjoying the feeling of her pussy juice soaked bed.
Maephrogh was toying with a damned soul inflicting pain and agony on it beyond belief. He occasionally chuckled to himself not at the hilarity of the souls pathetic begging to be destroyed for once and for all. But at what he had done to Lilith. He knew his slut would have now awakened by the alarm he set.
He knew her greatest fear and could not resist the cruelty of setting the alarm. He had carefully and with some difficulty, considering his appearance placed her unconscious body into bed tucking her in. Over thousands of years of inflicting horror upon the world, he had realised sometimes the truly petty acts were the most satisfying.
His thoughts drifted to their wild fucking, yes, she was a very nice specimen he was glad she had joined the cause. Nevertheless, he was disappointed she had become unconscious after only 4 hours. He felt he only reached his best after 10. Not that he did not continue pumping into her anyway for 13 hours.
She was only a young newly born demon he knew it took more than enthusiasm. No doubt, Lilith had plenty of this, but only with experience and time. Perhaps in a few thousand years would she truly be able to last, what he considered a decent week or two against a full-blooded demon of his power.
His train of thought broken by the tormented soul as it gave out a particularly pleasing scream of agony. He felt the Queen summoning him and casually tossed Jason back into the pit. His thick demon tongue licked his lips eager to please his own master.
Lilith's thoughts drifted to her master, she could not help but grin as she thought about her being impaled on his cock. She loved its ridges its bumps as they moved within her. Her legs begun to spread as her left hand reached for her pussy and her right toyed with a hardening nipple.
She could not believe how full and complete he made her feel she decided she wanted it in her ass next time. She realised where her hands were and forced herself to stop uttering a "nooo" to herself. If she started now, she would be stuck here for who knows how long. Lilith was working hard to control her strong urges to at least prevent them from crippling her from performing other activities.
She then realised the walls were fixed, she sat up the claw marks the burns the pools of blood. The dead women's corpse from the floor below from last night's fun with Maephrogh were all gone!. In fact Lilith realised her apartment was now lighter and brighter things had changed, it was now a women's apartment.
The pictures of her family did not have Lee in them in fact they all clearly had the human form Lilith in them. Lilith appeared in them at different ages she looked for some time at a favourite one of her in happier times hugged by her sister after finishing school. Then she spotted a red Hermès Birkin bag on her table no doubt a replacement of her wallet.
She leaped out of bed and searched it finding her driver's licence among tight bundles of hundred dollar notes, gold cards and make-up. The make-up For appearances since every girl would have this content. She could actually change the illusion of make-up at will not that her demonic beauty needed it.
Looking at her licence Lilith Thompson the DOB made her 19 her birthday remained the same, she looked up and smiled. Lee was not just simply dead but wiped from existence! she laughed. Then she spotted something really nice a shoe rack!.
She eagerly picked from its many Italian design's, oh she hugged a stylish red Prada, she wanted to wear them all!. Her Queen certainly knew what she wanted. Then she spotted the white double doors of her new closet. Lilith was giggling with glee as she hopped with only one shoe on while holding the other. She threw its doors open, it had changed to a spacious walk-in model. She found it packed but not yet bursting clearly she needed an emergency shopping trip!.
She rushed to prepare and after a mere three hours was walking out of her apartment. She was wearing a cute little flowered dress and black high-heeled Giuliana platforms. Lilith had just reached the ground floor when she came face to face with Miss Fletcher. The old woman leaned on her walking frame. One shaky hand clutching her well-read bible. She glared at Lilith through her cataract-ridden eyes. The old bag knew she was a slut, in fact she somehow knew it was she who was fucking Jason, but how?.
Lilith quickly walked past concealing her puzzlement or any signs of her growing fear of the old women as she exited the building. A mere mortal human being able to see through her bubbly innocent girl disguise so easily... this was infinitely disturbing to her. She intended to avoid Miss Fletcher as much as possible from now on.
The disturbing encounter soon pushed to the back of her mind as Lilith enjoyed walking to the shops for the first time as a steaming hot woman. The sounds of high heels on pavement the light slightly see through material of her tight dress and bouncing of her bra less boobs. The swaying of her curves and the obvious looks of interest from the men and women she past with the occasional whistle and lewd comment, it all utterly thrilled her.
Inevitably, a loud argument broke out among a newly wed couple as a husband took offence to his wife. She had found herself taking an irresistible interest and offered herself to Lilith who was walking by. Lilith could not help but smile to herself at her corrupting influence on humanity. Her stroll to the shops alone increased the divorce rate.
Her corruption was contagious infecting happy couples with greed and lust making them suddenly look at each other. They would suddenly want much more then they had, or can ever have. Yes, humans break your eternal vows and take one-step closer to damning yourselves.
Still Lilith was proud of herself, somehow the feeding upon a soul and the thorough demonic fucking by her master had given her more control over her desires. The hunger and need was always present and still burnt inside her, but she had much more control now. She could walk among her prey and blend in now, a vital thing for her evil purpose.
Just as she was about to cross the street she could smell something. Purity and the sickly stench of hope and faith. However, it was the purity that drew her interest. She took it in tasting it smelling it feeling it. A female soul so bright and pure so warm and caring. Oh, how sweet it would taste! She turned to face its direction and spotted the church called 'Blessed Sacrament'.
Lilith smiled of course a house of god. Lilith, torn between her passions the corruption of a pure innocent, or the purchasing of more material possessions and charging it to some poor sucker already drowning in debt.
Both were evil actions which would ultimately contribute to the collapse of the human world, but that pure soul. Lilith sniffed the air her demonic hearing tuned out the beeping horns of drivers. An endless stream would stick there heads out of cars shouting what they'd like to do to this curved beauty. The sounds of crunching metal as distracted drivers collided. Inevitable arguments and the outbreak of a street fight soon followed.
Lilith heard nothing of it, instead she could hear whispered words. Prayers!, oh and Lilith chuckled as she could hear her new prey clutching what were obviously rosemary beads. Lilith's expression hardened coldness took hold of her as she begun the hunt for her prey. She walked directly onto holy ground supposedly protected from evil but it did nothing.
She pushed its large heavy wooden doors open the holy hardwood having no effect on her. She closed it behind her but she could feel something once inside, she felt an energy, which opposed her. It wanted her to leave, but it was weak pathetic and no real threat to her, she flicked to her demon eyes.
The church in its now three hundredth year had seen much better happier times. It had been lingering close to being abandoned for a number of years now. It had limped on, due to the tireless efforts of Sister Mary Clare. The only other who remained in the final two year's was Sister Lisa who had left six months prior to a better more profitable church. She left because it meant she could buy more expensive garments. Sister Mary alone kept the doors open her personal mission in her passion to serve the lord.
She had kept the candles burning, what few she could as the money had dried up last week. No sermons given for years and no hymn's had been sung for months, besides those sung by Sister Mary herself. As she often did when she grew lonely wanting to hear the echo of something in her empty church. As attendance had dropped to singles, she did what she could and helped but it seemed people had lost interest in the kingdom of heaven and its lessons. Instead they grew fat and lazy watching wide screen televisions and the greedy money worshipping 'priests' on it.
Lilith could see the auras of two souls glowing inside. But the building was otherwise empty. One was frail fading from a bad heart a week of life left not even worth feeding on. The other was the pure soul. It burned so bright! Lilith licked her lips and flicked back to her blue human eyes as she walked inside sitting down on a pew.
An old man walked past her shuffling wheezing and tired from the effort. Leaving Lilith alone with her prey, sitting up front a nun Lilith sniffed tasting her. She was around 36 years old and Lilith could not believe how pure and untouched this human was... for now. Lilith closed her eyes and opened her left hand.
A ring sizzled into Lilith's hand summoned from her realm glowing white hot and rapidly cooled. Lilith clutched it and willed a ring mark to appear on her finger. She leant forward and cried resting her head on the pew in front and started shedding tears and sobbing uncontrollably.
Sister Mary Clare was distracted from her prayer, by this unexpected sound. She turned and spotted the blonde headed figure, her heart sunk at the despair of this poor young woman.
She crossed herself and stood up approaching this obvious soul in need. She sat down next to Lilith, and put her arm over her shoulder to comfort her. Mary felt a strange sickly buzz on touching but ignored it, asking "What is wrong child?". Lilith sobbed, "He left me, walked out on me for another woman!"
