Open for Business Introduction
A beginning to an extreme set of stories set around a shemale demoness and her snuff club.
My name is Lady-Aeron. I am the daughter of a greater lust demon, Asmodeus and a human prostitute. In exchange for a night of whoopee one might call it, he gifted her with riches, eternal youth and beauty, and most important, the love of a good man. I know what you're saying, a demon can't love. That's where you're wrong. All those religions that tell you of a supreme evil are ultimately wrong, because the truth of the matter is, in war there is no such thing as right or wrong. It is simply a matter of differing opinions. Sorry, I'll get off my soapbox now and back to the story.
Being a half-demon meant some strange powers for me. Among them, the ability to change my gender and general shape at will. This is why my mother gave me the name Lady. She wanted a daughter most of all. Until I hit puberty, I was pure female too.
When I turned 13, however, things changed. My body began to change, drastically. My father, who had supposedly been away on a long business trip, came and told me the truth of who and what I was. He helped me learn to control my changes, and how to keep my secret from the humans until I was ready. He told me, I might be able to change my gender on the outside, but my inner reproductive system would remain the same. I was now no longer a complete female. I had the chest of one but the lower half of my body was all male from the inside out.
It's the year 2050. Ten years ago, the humans found themselves overpopulated to the point of destruction. At first the answer seemed simple. Nearly every offense that would have called for a life sentence was given the death penalty instead, it was cheaper and cut the population of the prisons down significantly. Torch a few "worthless" countries that the larger ones felt weren't really contributing to the value of life. But soon, that wasn't enough. Laws all over the world were passed limiting the number of babies a family could have. That helped to curb the increase but didn't initiate a decrease. It was lastly decided to legalize suicide and euthanasia.
Now, you would be surprised just how many people find death a sexual kink nowadays. That's where I come in.
I didn't want a traditional job, I knew that. I couldn't see myself just sitting behind a desk all day or working in a hot kitchen or even cutting someone open to try and save their life. I wanted to follow my mother's line of work, especially after I realized that I probably wouldn't see much action otherwise. My father was the one who suggested I actually work from a shop rather than being an average walker. It was he who gave me the funds to open my "club" in a section of Las Angeles (after they finally managed to get prostitution legalized). I discovered both a nose for business and the sensation of a more tactile career.
I remember the first time death even came up...
(This is one of the few chapters that will be written in first-person. If you have any requests for a death or a character to snuff, even canon characters, just private message)