Trial 5 - Angel or Devil (Patreon)

Trial 5 - Angel or Devil

Brian was brushing his teeth when he heard a chorus of light, airy harps playing a downward arpeggio. It was a familiar sound ever since Ava moved in next door. Sure enough, after he rinsed and came out of the bathroom, there she was in all of her golden halo glory.

“Brian, my sweet neighbor!” Ava greeted him this morning, as she did every morning. Her golden glow began to subside, leaving her looking no less angelic than before. Her pristine, sheer white sundress, while covering up so much of her luscious seven foot tall figure (most of it in her long, lean legs), still left her looking like a being of divinity like she was.

She was bent over at the waist, setting the table for Brian’s breakfast. He always got a great view of some part of her tantalizing body every morning—today, it was her powerful, athletic thighs and a glimpse of the perfect rounded spheres of her delectable rear. After a little shuffle that he could have sworn was just for his benefit, she stood back up to full, impressive height and turned to face him.

“Waffles just as you like, with grass fed butter! If you want some cereal, I’ll bring it over. Of course, it will stay the proper consistency no longer how long you feel like soaking it in milk,” Ava smiled at him angelically. The mesmerizing blue pools she called her eyes and the flashing gleam of her perfect smile sent his heart racing.

“Wow, um, thanks Ava...” Brian blushed from her undeserved affection. He was so blessed!

She slid aside gracefully, revealing a spread of sausages, eggs, and fresh fruit as well. But Brian only had eyes for her. It was so difficult to look at anything else while she was in the room. Her sundress featured a deep slit from the collar down to her navel, revealing the wide expanse of luscious female flesh she had on display. He was absolutely drowning in her beauty and her affections. He was going... he was going to ask Ava...

The smell of brimstone filled the air. The thick cloud of black smoke dissipated to reveal his other next door neighbor, Amy.

“Brian!!” her voice was deep and husky, featuring a sexy rasp that perhaps only heavy cigarette users had. But her brand of cigarette was probably rolled with the souls of the depraved. “Good morning! You want a quickie for breakfast? You can put it in my ass today, if you like!”

Brian was startled out of his Ava induced stupor.

“Amy!!” he flushed now in embarrassment. “That’s... um...”

“Amy.” Ava said coldly.

“Ava.” Amy responded back. Then followed up with “Self-righteous stuck up bitch,” under her breath.

“I heard that!”

“W-what? Heard what?” Brian asked. “Girls, please...”

“Well, what do you think? A quick ass-fucking, Brian? And then we can go to my torture dungeon! You want to watch me tease and deny a bunch of slutty sinners and peg them with my impressive cock?” Amy pulled out her enormous member, right there in front of Brian and Ava. It was huge, veiny, and very angry. “Though I have to say, I have quite a soft spot for yours, Brian,” Amy purred with her rasp.

“Disgusting wretch,” Ava disapproved. “Brian, after my specially prepared breakfast, I can finish it with a sweet blowjob. You can lie down on a recliner chair, I will clone two copies of myself,” she turned both her palms upwards and outwards, making two more impossibly perfect and beautiful replicas of herself, “while they fan you with large palm fronds. Or if you like, they can join in on the fun too. One can smother you with her breasts while the other kisses you all over while I suck your soul out from your penis. ...Figuratively, of course.” She shot another look at Amy.

“Oh, go fuck yourself. Brian needs some spice in his life!”

The short raven haired, black leather clad demon began to pull down her skintight pants and retracted her enormous cock. She began to turn and bend over, presenting her tanned flesh to Brian.

“Come on Brian, this won’t take long. You can cum in my ass too. It’s self lubricating, and I’m gonna squeeze every last drop out of your cock with my massaging muscles in a few seconds.” Her flesh pulsed delectably.

“Brian! No, use my mouth instead!” Ava advanced on him, her moist, welcoming mouth wide open and ready to receive.

Both women approached him ominously.

“Please! Ladies, stop!” he begged, his erection surging.

The two clones of Ava went to restrain Amy. She clicked her tongue and slapped them both out of existence with a casual backhand.

Ava glared at the demoness. The belligerent stares between the two began to physically heat the area.

“Ow... ow... hot!” Brian yelped as he began to scuttle away from both women.

“You’re ruining everything!” Ava accused.

“Let’s take this outside.” Amy shot back. The only thing the two could agree upon was their affection for Brian.

They both disappeared. Brian exhaled a sigh of relief, noting that his erection was still present. Having both goddesses fight for his affection was not lost on his aching manhood.

Later, after Brian had worked off his sexual frustration brought upon by both of his more-than-human neighbors, he polished off the meal that Ava had so lovingly crafted him. As described, his cereal remained the perfect consistency, the fruit appropriately tart and sweet, and his waffles crispy on the outside and fluffy on the inside with generous pads of premium butter. Amy paid him a visit in the afternoon.

“Ava’s busy right now,” she declared as she blew away her customary smoky entrance. “Want to come to my dungeon?”

Brian looked around for any signs of his other neighbor. If she were around, surely she would have popped in on a fluffy cloud and a chorus of angels to protest Amy’s wicked ways. There was nothing.

“Okay, sure!” he quickly agreed.

“You don’t mind if I leash you, do you?” Amy asked. Before her tasty neighbor could answer, she’d already floated over to him, closed a black spiked collar around his neck, and had the chain in her red glowing hand. “Of course you don’t,” she smiled at him. Even her attempted sweet countenance looked sinister.

She led a hapless Brian to her dungeon where she had a variety of men and women chained to the wall. They begged for mercy and looked at Brian with pity, a new slave to their demoness’s conquest.

Until she started talking to him sweetly, removing her leather jacket and top to reveal her delicate breasts for Brian’s viewing pleasure. Was this some new sort of torture she would unleash on him?

Amy began to peel off her leather pants as well, revealing that she wore no underwear. The sight of her well muscled thighs and her bare, clean shaven pubic mound and her demonic pussy lips caused her victims’ hearts to race.

“You want to commit part of the torture?” Amy offered Brian.

“N-no, I’m not anywhere close to as strong as you,” Brian replied. “You’re so much better at it than me. With your torture kisses, or a flick of your tongue, or anything like that...” Brian listed off his favorite feats.

“No, this is great! You can be part of it just by fucking me! Whenever you make me come, I’ll make sure to spray my little subjects with my cum too!” She formed a cylinder with her hand and placed it above her vagina. Her enormous futa cock grew into view. “It’ll be sooooooo fun...”

Brian gulped. Amy’s pussy and lean, fit body were suddenly far too compelling for him to resist, if he even wanted to. She had her way of turning his mind into mush. Like an animal in heat.

He loved it.

There were no more words. Amy bent over, presenting her honed backside to Brian. He quickly unzipped his pants. His erection was rip raring ready to go. Placing his hands on her tanned, firm cheeks, he gasped as he aligned his rod against her gates and eased himself in.

Her depths were searingly hot and so, so wet. They gripped his cock with fierce strength and sucked him in, her muscles swirling with impossible control over Brian’s hardness, swirling electric pleasure through his body and straight into his loins.

Brian exploded immediately. He came with such intense fury that he hunched over, bent in half from pleasure as his hips bucked involuntarily into his beautiful neighbor.

“Oh fuck! Yes! Fill me!” Amy screamed as her own cock engorged like a steely pole, over two feet long and ramrod stiff. It pointed right at one of her subjects.

“N-no...” he begged.

“Come for me again!” Amy goaded as she wiggled her hips, grinding Brian into another orgasmic frenzy.

As rope after rope of his cum slammed into her cervix, Amy felt the onrushing surge of her own orgasm. A huge torrent of her own sticky cum built up in her testicles and fired with inexorable pressure, aimed by all two feet of her surging cock. Her hot, sizzling cum slammed into her subject’s face, knocking him unconscious as the back of his head slammed into the wall.

Rose continued to spurt like an out of control firehose, drowning and suffocating her first victim to death. Still bucking and erupting, she easily spun to aim at her next victim, her gushes slamming into the wall and breaking through the drywall. Brian held on for dear life as she overpowered him, the easy motion causing indescribable pleasure to race through his own still-hard cock.

They both erupted in another simultaneous wail as Amy’s steamy cum slammed her next victim in the torso, winding him before she aimed upward and took him out with another torrent of her demonic seed.

“Yesss! Brian!!!” Amy wailed as she continued to flood the room in her sweet jizz...

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While Amy went out to capture new subjects, an exhausted Brian lay in bed. His entire body ached pleasantly from Amy’s undeniable appeal. In fact, had she done something to him? Brian couldn’t get the image of him coming inside of her out of his mind!

A soothing jingle sounded in Brian’s private bedroom. There floated Ava in another translucent white dress. Her far more bountiful bosom was barely covered, the fleshy nubs of her pink nipples clearly visible through the flowing fabric.

“Brian? Would you like to come to my tropical paradise this evening? The sand is soft, white, and warm, the weather is always mild and temperate, and I’ve recruited an army of servants to take care of our every desire,” Ava fluttered her dark eyelashes at him.

“I think... Amy did something... to me...” Brian squinted as the vision of the punk demoness seemed to overlay Ava’s angelic visage.

“That harlot. Don’t worry Brian, I’ll take care of it.”

She pulled off her sundress in one swift motion and floated into the air. Aligning her mouth over his Amy-induced erection and placing her own, long, long legs around his head and presenting her sweet perfumed pussy lips to Brian’s mouth in a 69 position, Ava lashed at Brian’s turgid tumescence with her powerful tongue, sucking him like a sweet lollipop and applying vacuum levels of pressure to his cock.

Brian gasped as he spurted immediately. Ava’s lips quickly wrapped around his hardness and began to thrum as she sucked out his orgasm through her hot mouth.

Meanwhile, her pussy lips were dripping a flood of her own nectar. Her love juices flooded Brian’s face and mouth, forcing him to inhale her scent and drink down her aphrodisiac. Thoughts and visions of Amy began to dissipate, replaced by the sound of harps and accompanied by visions of Ava’s blonde loveliness instead.

With the curse lifted, Ava floated back into the air and turned to sit cross legged above a gasping Brian. She wiped her lips proudly and regarded her neighbor.

“Okay! Want to go to Pleasure Island?”

The smell of smoke and brimstone filled the air along with a thundering crack.

“You! What did you do to Brian!?” Amy shouted.

“I only undid what you did in the first place,” Ava replied smugly.

“You bitch! I’ll kill you!”

Both women disappeared at once. Brian just lay there, his erection still insistent on relief as the taste of Ava lingered in his mouth while visions of multiple copies of her stroking him, whispering to him, pressing their breasts against him flooded his lust-addled mind.

As he began to stroke, he felt the earth tremble under the superpowered conflict between the two women. Brian wondered how many countries, or perhaps continents, would get obliterated by their legendary battle this time.