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The sound of skin and bone striking meat sickened Stephanie, as Rachel flew through the air and crashed into a collection of plants on a different side of the room. The girl did not move as a trickle of blood oozed from her nose, but that was soon the least of Stephanie's concerns. The magnificently muscular demon entered the greenhouse and allowed its impressive wingspan to fill his side of the room.

"Flesh!" the creature bellowed, creating a cold kind of horror to seep into Stephanie's bones. She could not move or think. A dozen horrible fates crossed her mind as the monster began to step toward her. A yellow fire blazed in his eyes, staring into hers. The inside of her body began to weaken, tingling in a strange and lustful manner as she contemplated the desire filled loathing which had gripped her.

"Mine," the creature rumbled, and then a sudden movement crashed in from the side and knocked the beast to the floor.

"Stephanie!" Michelle shouted as her body seemed to swell with a mysterious type of rage. "Go! Save Molly!"

"What about..." her voice trailed off as she looked upon the animalistic rage which had filled her friend.

"I'm gonna kick his ASS!" Michelle growled savagely, and as the demon got to his feet, she let out a roar and knocked him through the wall.

The demon's presence suddenly released Stephanie from his lustful grip and she collapsed to the floor. For a moment she gasped for breath, and she began to wonder if she could move Rachel to a safer place. Then the terrible flapping of a hundred sets of tiny wings filled her ears and she quickly found herself on her feet and running. Her trip through the hall was a short one, but the chaos of her surroundings was soon deafening.

Tiny, bat-winged, imps swooped in at her, tugging at her clothing and pulling her hair as she ran. Swatting at them did little and it was becoming increasingly difficult to focus as they swarmed. They were everywhere... she could not see... then, without warning, she crashed into a door and fell to the floor as a chorus of shrilling screams signaled the swarm's retreat.

It took a moment for Stephanie to regain her senses, but when she did she realized she was looking at a blue door with a six-sided star at the keystone. Without hesitation she reached out for the golden handle. A loud click allowed her access which she instantly accepted as she dashed inside, then slammed the door behind her.

A series of terrified gasps emitted from her as she huddled against the door. A loud wail signaled the end of her strength as she began to weep like a frightened child. The world was strange and dark. There were no familiar people left in it. All she could do was cry.

"Stephanie?" The voice startled her, causing her to scream. "Stephanie, it's alright... I'm here." It took a moment for her to realize the voice belonged to a friend. There in the dark, dressed in a long white bed robe, was Molly.

"Molly... I was in the hall... and a demon was there... and it hit Rachel... and Michelle fought... and I ran... and... and..."

"Hush," Molly said as she crouched by her friend and wrapped her in a comforting hug. "It's alright, Steph. Everything is going to be alright now." It took time for her tear to run themselves out, but when, at last, she could breathe normally again, Stephanie had only one question.

"Where have you been?"

"With my boyfriend," Molly said with a sly grin.

"What? You snuck a boy in here?"

Molly's grin caused Stephanie to laugh as her battered will seemed to break under all of the pressure.

"So you've been getting laid while the rest of us got chased by demons."

"Yep," Molly nodded with a brilliant smile. "He asked me to run away with him..."

"What?"

"... and when he asked if I wanted to bring anything... I asked if I could bring a friend."

"Oh, Molly," Stephanie blanched, "what in the hell are you going on about? We've got to get out of here!"

"No we don't," Molly told her as she helped her friend to stand and moved her across the room to a large round bed which could easily have handled five or six friendly people. "I found my dark lover, and, if you don't lose it, you can too. There is safety here, as well as danger, but you need to calm yourself and find acceptance in yourself first.

"Wha?" Stephanie asked as she sniffed back her emotional mess. The words Molly spoke to her sounded strange, as if they were laced with something hypnotic. "How can we be safe here?"

"We are safe if we choose to be."

"But there are monsters all around!"

"But not all of those monsters are terrible." Molly paused, the words sinking into Stephanie's mind like a leash made of silk. "Would you like to meet him?"

"Who?"

"Drusus."

"Drusus?"

"My dark and lovely Drusus," Molly said dreamily, and suddenly Stephanie noticed a strange man in the room. The tan of his skin and his raven hair were as beautiful as a the men from a dozen exotic fantasy calendars. The grace of his movements raised him from the bedside then formed him into a sweeping bow.

"Good morning," he said simply.

"Isn't he wonderful?" Molly whispered into her ear, and Stephanie felt her entire body fill with an unnatural desire for the man before her. "He ravaged me in Lady Amanda's room and then swept me away before the jealous one could spring from the closet!"

"He... rescued you?"

"He did," Molly said in a giddy manner, "and he knows his way around."

"Really?"

"Ohh... you should know such a touch before you die."

"Yeah," Stephanie agreed as the danger and chaos of the past few minutes seemed to slip from her mind. "If he has a sexy brother... or something like that... then I'm all in!"

"I would share you with no man," Drusus spoke calmly, his strange accent caressing the moisture from Stephanie's body, and suddenly the meaning of their words began to sink in.

"Wait," Stephanie said with amusement. "Are yo inviting me to a threesome?"

"Alas," Drusus said gallantly, "our secret is discovered."

"But... I've never... and I don't even know you... but you... I..." Stephanie did not know why she was having such a hard time refusing. Logic dictated this was nonsense and they really needed to escape before the things in the hallway returned. But even as she made these arguments with themselves, the desire to stay and taste forbidden fruit began swelling inside of her.

"Ohhh... Drusus," Molly said as she slid into his arms, "you're so... sooo..." her words ended in a kiss which made Stephanie body blush. The couple moved toward the bed and fell into it. Their intent was clear and while Stephanie knew she should look away, she stood wrapped in voyeuristic desire.

Without paying the intruder one bit of attention, the lovers kissed and pet one another. Bodies pressed together, feeling through fabric, nibbling and touching as if alone with their lust. In moments, Molly's white robes fell off to reveal her delicate skin. Skilled hands teased her senses while lovers lips clung to sensitive places.

All the while Stephanie watched them, squeezing her legs together as if trying to keep the naughty thoughts out of her... but it was not possible. When Drusus began licking hungrily at Molly's most private place, Stephanie felt a gush of her own desire begin to boil from within. The excited cries of her friend were like music. Echoing off the stone walls as if she were the lead in an opera. Blissful sound waves rattled Stephanie's bones, vibrating her pelvic bone, causing a type of stimuli which grew into a shuttering climax without the slightest touch.

All of the room's sexy sounds paused as she came down from her high, and a cold sweat lingered when she realized the other two were watching her with hungry expressions. "You should join us," Molly said as she got slowly to her feet and sauntered sky-clad to where her friend stood. "Watching is fun," she said as she circled like a shark, "but nothing beats the real thing."

The words buckled Stephanie's knees and a rush of pure vulgar excitement shivered through her as she tried to think. A strange fog seemed to encase her. In a way it was like being drunk, with all the possibilities of this encounter playing out in her mind without a consequence in sight. An excited breath escaped Stephanie's lips when Molly blew lightly onto the back of her neck. Delicate feminine hands wrapped around her, holding her close, pressing female attributes against the back of her body.

"Molly?" Stephanie whispered. "What are you... you should... what are..."

"Shhh," Molly breathed, "don't think... just feel."

The words of her trusted friend seemed to wrap Stephanie in a sheet of pure lust, causing her body to react in such a crazed manner as to make her question everything she ever thought she knew about sex and the world. A light nibble on the back of her neck sparked a rush of emotion, creating noises which spoke of excited pleasure.

"Oh... yes," Stephanie whimpered, as her friend's hands caressed her body, until moving under her arms to cup her breasts. This kind of invasion would never have been considered acceptable before, but now all things seemed possible... different... an exciting liberation of barriers which allowed her to explore this side of herself.

A few more moments delighted Stephanie's senses until she turned enough for their lips to press together. Taste-buds exploded in confused joy as Molly's tongue slid over her own. Tiny details of warning shattered into nothing, smashed to pieces by a good friend's kiss. The touch of a tongue upon pointed twin teeth should have frightened her. The taste of blood should have repulsed her. But Stephanie felt no such revulsion as she drank in the kiss of her friend.

The dark skinned Drusus watched in attentive silence, inhuman eyes smoldering insistently as he waited his turn. A subtle manipulation of garments allowed the Stephanie's clothing to fall to the floor. It was not long before they floated to the oversized bed and fell in. Bare breasts pressed together as they hungrily devoured each other's souls.

Subtle gasps and female moaning were all that filled Stephanie's attention as layers of glamour began falling away. When Molly's back sprouted a set of bat-like wings, Stephanie did not notice. When the handsome features of the Drusus were marred with claws, wings, and savage fangs, it did not sink in. Even when Stephanie drank a sweet fluid from her good friend's breast, she did not stop to be concerned. There was only passion... there was only bliss.

Once more their lips pressed together, and when parted, Molly began nibbling on Stephanie's neck. A pleased gasp escaped Stephanie's lips, when sharp fangs pierced her skin. Her grip tightened around her lover's body and soon Molly was drinking the blood from the wound.

Eons passed in that bed as they rolled in layers of satin sheets. Though the outside world moved around them, none of it mattered. The Drusus had finished his transformation, from a distance, but he could not stay away forever.

Stephanie barely detected the masculine hands which curled around the flanks of her body. Only when he groped the slight breasts, which she had never been proud of, did she notice. His rougher lips moved Molly's aside and then hungrily took her place. Molly's release freed her to blaze a trail of kisses down Stephanie's chest until a sharp bite pierced a sensitive breast. The world seemed less vibrant as her blood slaked the thirst of the others. A faint scream called from the far parts of her mind but drowned in the ocean of her lust.

A long shadow stretched itself through the mortal as inhuman bodies drained the vibrance from her. A moment of cognoscente thought struggled to free itself from this passion, then a simultaneous movement of lovers withdrew from Stephanie's flesh and let her fall to the silky sheets. An empty shell laid before the devil's visage, unable to respond. A single tear formed and broke free as the realization of her mortality dangled at the edge of the abyss.

"Lovely," Drusus said softly, the yellow light of his gaze illuminating her skin. "Our peace has drawn away all the horror of your world. The foul blood of your old frailties have been consumed, allowing your heart to flutter only a few moments more. Now you must choose the next stage of your journey. The love of another has brought you here, and further this love has taken away your pain. But now as the abyss moves forth to claim you, I wonder which way you will travel. Will you travel the rest of the way or do you wish to come with us?"

The words resonated in Stephanie's mind as she tried to make sense of it all. A scene from her favorite vampire movie played in her mind... something about him giving her the choice he never had. It had never occurred to her to say yes to such a lusty cad, but now she did not know how to answer. A decision like this was something she thought was silly, but now she realized if she did not make it soon, the choice would be made for her.

"Master," Molly asked in a subordinated tone, "may I speak to her?"

"As you wish," the Drusus agreed.

The blond hair of her friend had a pair of small horns protruding through them, and her blue eyes now glowed as yellow as her master's. Two vampiric fangs shone through her smile, but the warmth of their friendship was still there.

"It's okay," Molly said as she moved behind her friend and lifted her up to cradle her. "This choice is yours, but I would like you with us. I hope you can forgive me... I begged him to take you with us. I was too selfish to leave all of the people I loved behind. We've been friends, my love, but I wanted more. So here we are... can you forgive me?"

"Molly," Stephanie whispered, moving one hand weakly to touch her friend's hand. "I love you too."

"Will you come with us, Stephanie?" Molly officially asked. "Will you stay with me forever?"

"Okay," Stephanie whispered as she felt herself beginning to fade. "I'll stay... with... I'll..." The strength of her words faded and for a moment, she wondered if she was too late. None of her muscles responded as she stared up into the glowing eyes of her lover, and her tears pushed to the surface at the thought of leaving without her. More words passed between the demons around her, but she could no longer hear what they said. Then, a great power crackled to life in the room, and Drusus began to glow.

Like the Morning Star, he swooped down upon her. Lightning seemed to crackle through her body as if they were using a defibrillator to jolt her back to life. Molly moved her swollen breast down to Stephanie's lips, and nursed her like a child. The warm liquid was like warm honey-sweetened milk, which warmed her insides. Then there was movement from the demon who had settled at her base, and as Molly's teat pulled out of range, a new type of invasion began.

A moment of startled pleasure filled Stephanie's body as masculine hardness invaded her soft wonderland. A mountain of erect desire penetrated her, filling her with the one thing Molly could not give to her. Her supple slickness filled with his rigid flesh, and she felt the pulse of his heartbeat as he moved inside. Her body shuttered as he drew back and then returned. Moistened skin separated for his passage then wrapped snugly around his girth, holding his desire firmly inside of her.

Molly drifted away a moment, then pressed up against Stephanie's back. An impossible protrusion formed from the base of her friend. Like a creature from some hentai, Molly's strange new body anally penetrated her. This sensation should have repulsed her, but like all of the other features which had surfaced in this room, this too became a pleasure she accepted and soon could not live without. Again the three of them pressed together, but instead of draining her, they filled her up with the essence of what they had taken away. The lover's rhythm ground gasps of unalterable pleasure. Feathery voices filled the space with airy praise, increasing in volume as the heat of their passionate friction drove them into torrents of resolute delight.

A damp duet squished between silky and chiseled. Accompanying cries created a satiny symphony of vulgarity. Impassioned ambitions drove them into a sweltering inferno, peaking as resolution shattered inflexible walls. Unalterable firmness flowed, filling her yielding form with scalding cream. Frenzied souls crashed together in an outburst of rapture, and inside of this storm, Stephanie's body was forged into a succubus by the demonic pair.