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The Devil Inside By Morpheus There is a stereotype that says all hard core gamers are overweight men who live in their parents' basements, though that is certainly not true. For one thing, I live in my Mom's attic not her basement, and for another, I am certainly not overweight. I'm actually quite fit and make a habit of running several miles a day. My name is Desmond Rogers, Dez to my friends. I graduated from college a couple years ago, but found that the job market wasn't quite what I'd hoped for. I'd originally returned home to my Mom's house, intending to stay for a couple months at most, just long enough to find myself a job. Unfortunately, things didn't go the way I'd intended. It looks like that degree in psychology I'd earned wasn't worth the paper it was printed on. Of course I had been able to find a couple jobs since then though none of them lasted long enough for me to be able to move out on my own. The last one had paid the most, though unfortunately, it hadn't worked out. For one thing, I'd been completely bored off my ass the entire time and for another, my manager had been a complete dick. That was a bad combination for someone like me. One day he'd left his office door open when he'd run off to talk to someone, so I'd taken the opportunity to send an email out to the entire company from his account, announcing that he was coming out of the closet. Needless to say, he was pissed, and once someone told him they'd seen me leaving his office, I was out the door. At the moment I was sitting in front of my computer playing World of Warcraft, a game that I was somewhat addicted to. I didn't have a lot of ambition in most aspects of my life, a fact some would say was proven by my being 25 years old and still living with my mom, but when it came to leveling my character I was willing to work hard to level him and earn achievements. My main character was a troll rogue, a fact which always amused me since I not only thought of myself as a bit of a rogue, but also because one of my favorite things to do was troll other players on the game. I grinned and looked at the vicious argument raging on general chat, an argument I'd started when I'd made a pointed statement on a controversial political topic five minutes ago. I added new comments ever once in awhile in order to throw more fuel on the fire but most of the fun was watching all the other players screaming at each other. Sometimes it could be fun just to get the ball rolling and then just watch everyone else do the work. I absently scratched at my arm, feeling itchy and uncomfortable as I had been for the past two days. I wasn't quite sure what was causing it but suspected I was having an allergic reaction to something. It was probably the result of mom using a different brand of dryer sheets or something like that. Just then I heard my Mom calling my name. "Are you decent Dez?" "Am I ever decent?" I called back with a grin. Mom came up the stairs into the attic with a plate of food in hand and set it down in front of me. She was a good mom, probably a little too good in some ways. She was always nice, sweet and friendly, usually coming off a bit like one of those old TV moms like Mrs. Cleaver. Unlike most of my friends growing up, I never really got yelled at since she usually took the attitude of 'boys will be boys'. "Thanks," I told her, grateful for the sandwich. Mom was always so thoughtful about this kind of thing, so I could never bring myself to say no when she asked me to perform chores around the house. Mom noticed me scratching my arm and gave me a look of concern, asking, "Are you all right Dez?" She put her hand on my forehead and exclaimed, "You've got a fever..." "I feel fine," I told her, "just sort of itchy." "Feeling fine or not," she responded in a firm tone, "I'm getting you some chicken soup." "But that's just an old wives tale," I pointed out. "Chicken soup doesn't magically cure anything." Mom just smiled at that and told me, "Perhaps, but it certainly can't hurt either." Once mom was gone, I looked at the general chat on my game and sighed. It looked like the argument had finally died down and I'd been too distracted with my mom there to keep it going. That was all right though as I was getting a little bored. Maybe tomorrow I'd try it again with some religious comments. Those were always good for stirring emotions. Then with a shrug I logged off the game so I could spend some time in the real world. I leaned back in my chair and considered calling one of my friends to see if we could hang out for a bit. Unfortunately I couldn't call my best friend Pete. He was still pretty pissed off over what had happened with his girlfriend. Sure I slept with her, but it had been completely willing. Of course she'd been completely drunk at the time and had called me by Pete's name, suggesting that she thought I was him, but that was beside the point. Unfortunately Pete had taken it pretty personally and had damn near broken my nose. "Maybe Mark," I mused, then paused to remember that he was still pretty unhappy after that peanut butter incident. After a minute I realized that I no longer had any friends who were even moderately close to me. I'd screwed all of them over in one way or another, often with practical jokes that had gone a bit too far. I'd never thought of myself as a bad guy, but I couldn't help but feeling a strange pleasure at being able to mess with other people. I was pretty sure I wasn't a sadist since I didn't like causing physical pain, but being able to make to make other people angry or conning them into doing something they might not do otherwise always did it for me in a way that even sex couldn't. "Damn," I muttered in annoyance, feeling angry at myself for the way I'd sabotaged nearly every relationship in my life. I think the only person I'd never really done that to had been my Mom, and heaven knows, I've certainly caused her enough grief over the years. Since I was tired of gaming for the moment and had no friends to hang out with, I had no excuse not to do some more job hunting. After all it would be nice to make some cash again and get out on my own, even if it did mean that I wouldn't have my Mom's home cooking. Several minutes later, my itchiness grew stronger and I was even starting to feel warm. I was beginning to get concerned that I really was coming down with something and that it wasn't just some kind of allergic reaction. After scratching at my arm a bit more, I looked down and was startled to notice that my entire arm was red, like I had a really bad sunburn. A quick glance revealed that my other arm was the same way. "What the hell?" I demanded. I quickly got up and ran downstairs to the bathroom, pausing to stare in the mirror. My face looked just as red and sunburned as my arms, and in fact, a quick look revealed that my entire body did. Strangely though I didn't feel sunburned, just itchy. Then I noticed something else that surprised at worried me. I had two bumps on my forehead, each about as wide around as a quarter. I gasped and hesitantly touched them, finding that they were both hard, almost like it was bone right beneath the skin. Now I was really getting concerned about what was wrong with me. "I think I need to go to the hospital," I called to my Mom as I went to the kitchen. "There's something seriously wrong with me." "I'm sure it's nothing that some chicken soup won't cure," she responded, setting a bowl of soup on the table. "Now eat up." I just sighed and sat down, knowing that it was pointless to argue with my mom when she was like this. She was usually very sweet and patient, but she could be oh so stubborn in her motherly way. I'd learned long ago not to confuse her normally kind and easygoing nature with being a push-over. Mom put her hand on my forehead again and then pulled it away with a yelp, "Ouch... You're burning up..." Suddenly my hand caught on fire or at least a flame appeared and danced across my fingers. I could only stare in surprise and confusion, not feeling any pain or burning at all. I dunked my fingers into the soup to put the flames out but then another flame appeared on the back of my other hand. "Oh dear," Mom muttered from beside me. I jumped up and staggered back as the flames quickly spread over my body, burning through my clothes, but not seeming to actually be hurting me any. I held my hands up and stared at them in stunned confusion as my skin actually started to blacken and flake away, all without hurting in the least. "If you're going to do that," Mom said with a sigh, "please do it outside so you don't burn the carpet." It figured that I was spontaneously combusting, but my Mom was more concerned about the carpet. My clothes had already burned off, but for some reason, the flames weren't spreading beyond my own body. Mom would be happy that her carpet and drapes appeared to be safe. I felt a strange mixture of horror, confusion, and curiosity as I continued to burn. Not only was I not feeling any pain from this, but all the itchiness was going away, being satisfied almost as though I was getting a full body scratch. As my burned and blackened skin flaked away, fresh new skin was revealed beneath. However this new skin was bright red, not like the sunburned red from before, but like a fire engine red. Moments later, the flames all died away and the rest of my burned skin all crumbled off as well. It was immediately obvious that my body had changed far more than just turning a bright red. For one thing...or more accurately two...I had a big pair of tits jutting out from my chest, each one about the size of a volleyball. "Holy shit," I exclaimed, staring at my hands which were now more slender and feminine, with black fingernails that were sort of long and pointed, almost like claws. Then I felt something bumping up against my leg and looked down, surprised to see that I now had a tail as well. It was long and thin with a sort of barbed triangle at the end so that it looked like a classic devil's tail. I stared at the tail for a moment and then reached up to my forehead with a bad feeling. Where I'd had the two bumps on my forehead, I now had a pair of horns that stuck out about two inches and had sharp points. Since my clothes had all burned off, I got a full look at my naked, red, and obviously female body. From what I could see of it, I had some damn nice curves. As shocking as my suddenly transformation was, the most surprising thing was that I didn't feel at all uncomfortable. In fact I felt pretty damn good... better than I could ever remember feeling in my life. I felt... right. The only comparison I could think of was that I had been wearing a set of clothes that were uncomfortable and just didn't fit right. However I'd been wearing those same clothes for my entire life, so didn't realize that this wasn't how clothes were supposed to fit. Now it was like I was suddenly wearing a set of clothes that were not only a perfect fit, but were also more comfortable than I'd ever been able to imagine clothes being. There was a decorative mirror hanging on the living room wall, so I went straight to it, pulling it off and using it to get a look at myself. What stared back was a beautiful and sexy looking face, though one that certainly wasn't quite human. Of course my skin was all red but that wasn't the only thing that was odd. I had pointed ears, black horns on my forehead, and eyes that had become black and gold. My lips were puffy and very kissable looking, but also looked almost as though I was wearing black lipstick. And then there was my hair which had grown down to the middle of my back and had changed from its previous brown color to a raven black. I ran my hands over my big boobs and then into the empty spot between my legs. I made my tail wave back and forth, finding that I could control it quite easily. This was extremely strange to say the least. "What the hell happened to me?" I demanded. Mom just sighed and shook her head. "That certainly looks to be the right question." "No kidding," I blurted out, looking down at my bobs and frowning. "I look like some kind of devil chick." "I always said you took after your father," Mom said as she looked me over, frowning just slightly. "I just hadn't expected it this much." "What?" I responded, feeling more than a little confused. My Dad had taken off long before I was born and mom almost never talked about him at all, though she had mentioned once or twice that he was hung like a horse. The fact that she was bringing him up now really caught my attention. I gestured down at myself and asked, "What does my dad have to do with this?" Suddenly another voice said, "Everything." I snapped around and saw a man standing a short distance away, wearing an expensive looking black suit with a red tie. However what really caught my attention was the fact that he had bright red skin, pointed ears, and a pair of horns on his forehead, not to mention a tail very much like the one I now possessed. For a moment I could only stare at the newcomer in surprise, but what happened next surprised me even more. Mom suddenly snapped, "You promised that you'd call me..." The red skinned man had looked confident, but suddenly became a little uncertain looking. "I meant to," he responded awkwardly. "I just kind of got distracted..." "It's been over twenty-five years," Mom pointed out with a steady glare, the kind that had made me immediately stop misbehaving when I was a kid. "But Maddy..." he started to protest. "You're the Devil," I finally blurted out, confused by the scene playing out in front of me. The Devil gave me a quick look of thanks for the timely distraction and then responded with a grin, "Why yes I am. But you can call me Daddy." I just choked at that and then glanced to my Mom who nodded confirmation. "Yes dear," she told me with a sigh. "This is your deadbeat father." "Madelyn...Maddy," the Devil protested again. "It's not like that..." "Don't Maddy me," Mom responded, crossing her arms, raising one eyebrow, and tapping her foot on the floor. "Go ahead and explain... And while you're at it, what about the all the back child support you owe...?" I was still a bit flabbergasted by their exchange, feeling almost like I'd stepped into the middle of a surreal dream. Then I looked at the Devil and asked, "You're really my Dad?" "Of course," he responded, looking almost a little hurt. "You do have his eyes," Mom offered. "Not to mention all the rest of this," I muttered, swishing my new tail back and forth. "Then, does that mean I'm the antichrist?" "Not quite," the Devil responded with a chuckle. "Your half-brother is a banker in Hoboken. He makes these fabulous mojitos like you wouldn't believe." He paused to lick his lips before adding, "And that subprime mortgage thing he started really does a father proud." I just stared at him for a moment and then at my mom, still having a very hard time absorbing the idea that the Devil was my Dad. Of course almost as difficult to believe was that my nice and sweet 'Mrs. Cleaver' type Mom could have possibly hooked up with the Devil. "Um...how did you two meet?" I asked awkwardly as I tried to gather my thoughts. "It was a dating service," Mom answered, giving the Devil an almost dreamy smile as well as a look of appreciation. "He was so handsome..." "And you were so beautiful," the Devil said, staring straight into my mom's eyes. "You still are you know..." If things were weird before they became even more so as my Mom and the Devil made goo goo eyes at each other. I was getting a bit queasy just watching it, not to mention frustrated. After all I had some serious problems that neither of them seemed to be concerned about. "Um, excuse me mister Devil," I said, trying to get his attention again. "I already told you," the Devil reminded me with a gentle smile, "call me Daddy." "Okay...Daddy," I responded carefully then gestured down at myself. "Why did you do this to me?" He gave me a blank look before saying, "I didn't do anything to you. That's just who you are." "No," I told him, giving him a cold glare as I insisted, "an hour ago I was a normal guy. Now you've turned me into some kind of busty devil chick. Why?" The Devil...Daddy shook his head and let out a sigh. "I told you, I didn't change you. This is just who you really are. This is who you've always been." "Well she certainly didn't look like this before," Mom pointed out, giving me a speculative look. "Not that I really mind you understand. I've always wanted a daughter and you make such a lovely devil girl." "Mom," I gasped in protest. "Perhaps I should explain a little more clearly," Daddy said with an amused look. "You were both with a demon soul which was buried inside mortal flesh. Your demon soul is the real you...your true self. That mortal flesh was just a costume you wore to keep you safely hidden while you grew up. Now that you've finally grown strong enough, that mortal was no longer able to contain you and your true self burned through it." "But I'm a chick now," I exclaimed, grabbing my naked breasts. "And a very lovely one," Mom added pleasantly. "Deep inside, you always were," Daddy told me. "Remember, that flesh you just burned off was just a costume...a protective layer. This is who you were underneath it. Now you've come out of it like a butterfly coming out of a cocoon." He paused to give me a look of pride. "Oh shit," I whispered. Then I hesitantly asked, "Does this mean I have to go to hell?" I gulped. "Is that why you're here...to take me there?" "You will have to go eventually," Daddy told me. "Just not today. You see, the reason I'm here is to both see my daughter's coming of age and to explain your situation to you. Being who you are...being what you are...you will eventually go to hell regardless of your behavior. You could spend decades living like a saint and it still couldn't change that. Fortunately hell isn't what you think it is and I assure you it's not nearly that bad. In fact things can be quite pleasant when you're in management...and as my daughter you will be." I was a bit shaken by the casual way that he'd just told me I was going to hell regardless of how I behaved. I know I'd done some rotten things to people, but I'd never thought of myself as a bad guy and I sure as hell didn't think I deserved to go to hell. Then again I couldn't help but remembering some quote about some famous person wanting to go to hell because that's where all the interesting people were. "You said eventually," I pointed out. "You were conceived and born on Earth," Daddy explained. "That means you have free passage here until you die. And since you don't age, can't get sick, and can heal from injuries far faster than any mortal, that can be quite a long time. Of course the more powerful you become the faster you'll heal and the more resistant to damage you'll become." "More powerful?" I asked. "What do you mean?" "Oh, so you're interested in power," Daddy said, looking pleased. "Ambition is good. It will help you adjust much better." He paused for a moment and then put a hand over my shoulder. "Desmond...or perhaps I should call you Desdemona from now on. It is more appropriate." "Dez," I corrected him. "Dez," he agreed pleasantly. "Since you are a gamer, I'll explain this in terms you might understand. Don't be offended, but at this moment you are a noob." "Don't go calling her names," Mom told him with her firm motherly tone. "It isn't very polite." "Noob just means I'm a beginner," I explained to mom, though most gamers did look on that as an insult since calling someone a noob also suggested that they didn't know what they were doing. "As a...beginner devil girl," daddy said, "you start off with some powers that are useful but of limited strength. As you gain experience, your power level increases, strengthening your abilities and even allowing you to develop new ones." That immediately caught my attention and I asked, "What kind of powers?" One of the things I loved most about playing video games was exploring the abilities a new character possessed and then leveling that character, gaining new abilities and making them more powerful. The thing that gave me the most satisfaction, other than trolling the other players, was to level my character as high as possible, get the most powerful gear, and then show it off to everyone who hadn't gotten there...usually by kicking their asses in PVP...player versus player. It was a bragging rights thing. "Immunity to fire and a small ability to create it," Daddy began with a proud smile. "You also possess a limited ability to create illusions around yourself, so you can hide what you really are. This isn't very strong though and the illusions all fade when exposed to strong light, especially sunlight. There are other things too but I won't go into them at the moment." "You said I'd get more powers with experience," I urged him to continue. Daddy just grinned at that and responded, "Oh, a few things like full illusions, teleportation, creating a raging inferno and even shape shifting. But of course, you have to build up to those powers." "How?" I asked with a burning curiosity. "How to do I get experience?" "Just by doing the same things you already do," Daddy told me with a shrug. "As a devil, you gain strength by tempting mortals into doing things they wouldn't do otherwise. There are plenty of ways of doing this, making them angry, jealous, or tempting them with things like sex or money. Every devil has a different way of doing things, though I have noticed that you have a particular talent for pissing people off." "This certainly is a lot for you to learn," Mom said, giving me a worried look. "But I'm confident you can do it." I looked at Daddy and frowned. "It would have been nice having some kind of warning." I grabbed my boobs and added, "Maybe some warning about these." "I'm sorry," he apologized. "I meant to come by and have a little talk with you, but I've been so busy in the office and it never seemed the right time." "You had twenty-five years," Mom pointed out with another raised eyebrow. "Maybe," Daddy responded. "But you have no idea how much paperwork I have to go through. It used to be pretty easy, but then they formed the Damned Souls Union... Do you have any idea how much trouble they cause when they go on strike?" Mom gave him a sympathetic look, exclaiming, "Oh you poor devil. You look like you could use a nice relaxing massage..." "You always gave great ones," he told her with a wink. "I still do," Mom winked back. I just blinked at that, then tried to get the conversation back on topic. "About these new powers..." I said. "Oh yes, of course," Daddy responded with a chuckle. "I don't have time to teach you more at the moment. I'm afraid I have a racquetball game scheduled with Bill Gates in just a little while. But these should help." With that Daddy snapped his finger and couple books appeared in his hand. He gave them to me and read over the titles, 'Tempting Mortals for Dummies' and 'Evil Made Easy'. "Those should answer all your questions," Daddy told me. Then he looked me over with a proud expression before adding, "Oh yes, one more present." Daddy snapped his fingers and suddenly I was wearing clothes again, though certainly not like anything I owned before. I was now wearing a pair of tight black leather pants, a black shirt...if you could call it that which just barely contained my boobs and which left my midriff completely exposed. I was also wearing a pair of black stiletto heeled shoes, a black choker around my neck with a big ruby sitting at my throat, and there was even a gold bracelet around my wrist. "Just a little something modest to get you started," Daddy told me. "You call this modest?" I asked wryly, giving him a look with one raised eyebrow which I'd learned from my Mom. "I'd hate to see your idea of slutty." "Well, I have to get going," Daddy said. "I have a tycoon to meet on the court." Daddy was just about to snap his fingers when Mom exclaimed, "Oh no you're not. You're not going without me this time." A moment later, Mom threw herself at Daddy, wrapping her arms around him firmly right before he vanished in a puff of smoke. When the smoke cleared, there was no sign of either Mom or Daddy. I just stood there for a moment, staring at the empty spot where the two of them had been. It looked like my mom had chosen to go to hell with the Devil. And knowing my Mom, I couldn't help but feeling just a little sorry for him. "Sorry Daddy," I mused, "but whatever bachelor pad you've been living in is bound to have throw pillows and new curtains before you know it." Then I looked down at myself, at my big boobs and my sexy red body. Daddy had said that this was just my true self, what I'd always meant to be. And after considering how good I felt and how comfortable, I had to say that I believed him. "I wonder what Amelia would say," I thought aloud as I considered an ex- girlfriend of mine. I could just imagine the look of shock on her face when she found out that I had bigger tits than she did. "It might be worth telling her about this just for that..." I glanced to the books Daddy had given me, knowing that I was definitely going to have to read through them when I had a chance. However I'd always preferred figuring out a new game by myself with a little trial and error. "This is one hell of a new game," I muttered, holding out my hand and concentrating. A flame appeared in my palm, enough to light candles and maybe get a fire started, but not much more...at least not yet. A moment later, I grinned as I considered my new powers and what I was going to have to do to make them strong enough to really be interesting. All I'd have to do was get people pissed off enough to act on their anger, something that I've always been good at. Now I was just going to have to step up my game a bit and go professional. "Where should I start?" I mused, my mind already swirling with ideas of nasty jokes I could perform which would really piss off a lot of people. While I was considering my options, I went back to my computer and logged onto a couple of chat rooms and began posting controversial and inflammatory comments. It only took a minute before I had several flame wars already started. To my amusement I could feel something...a sort of tingling inside of me that told me I was already earning experience points towards my advancement. It wasn't much, but if a couple flame wars could do this, I knew that I was going to be doing a lot more trolling online than ever before. "Now it's time to really go level up," I said with an evil grin. After all this was almost like a video game and I'd just started as a new character. I'd always made a point of leveling my characters as fast as possible and didn't see why this should be any different. "This is gonna be fun." THE END

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She came to bed with him that night, instead of sleeping on his couch. Just as natural as could be, she came and crawled in with him. “Tina,” he said. “You ever sleep with a guy? Sleep sleep, not sex sleep?” “I haven’t done either, really.” she said. “You are really still a virgin? For real?” he said. She nodded. “Yeah. A dick’s been close, but never in.” she said. His turn to nod. This might be fun. He’d never deflowered a virgin. He knew he’d receive some extra karma from it, even if no...

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Angel with a devil inside

ANGEL WITH A DEVIL INSIDE Chapter 1 - When I first met her We met about two years ago, in the mall. I still remember the first time I saw her. She was walking ahead of me in the mall, and I noticed her hair. She has beautiful waist length red hair. It is somewhat thick, and it just flows from her head. She was wearing it loosely and it was all I could see. I caught up with her, and her face was just as beautiful as her hair. I noticed her deep blue eyes as I looked at her and said, ?Hi. I saw...

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The Devil On My Shoulder

The dreams I have experienced over the last few days have been weird, to say the least. At night, I have woken up at two in the morning, sweaty body, a pumping heart and an erection the size of a cucumber.  The dreams quickly evaporate and yet I remember the devil’s voice on my shoulder telling me that I’d like to fuck her, want to fuck her, need to fuck her.Every time I shake my head and try to forget that whimpering, giggling voice.Over several days I had dreams that reinforced the one...

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Deal with a Horny Devil A Halloween Story

All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal...

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Deal with a Horny Devil A Halloween Story

Stan Satanowski stepped out of the state of the art spray tanning booth in his basement. It was a computer-controlled, fully-automatic model and should have cost much more than he could possibly afford, but he had gotten it basically for free.Free is a relative term. In this case, it meant that when he accepted a contract to clean up and remodel a space in a local strip mall, he agreed to store any and all equipment currently in the store for a period of two years.The previous tenant ran a...

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Deal with a Horny Devil A Halloween Story

Stan Satanowski stepped out of the state of the art spray tanning booth in his basement. It was a computer-controlled, fully-automatic model and should have cost much more than he could possibly afford, but he had gotten it basically for free.Free is a relative term. In this case, it meant that when he accepted a contract to clean up and remodel a space in a local strip mall, he agreed to store any and all equipment currently in the store for a period of two years.The previous tenant ran a...

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FUCKED BY THE DEVIL HIMSELF

He said “How would you like to be fucked by the Devil?” I thought to myself this is the worst pick up line I have ever heard and I turned to blast this stranger with a berating barrage of indignant phrases but when I went to open my mouth nothing came out! He was drop dead gorgeous tall with black hair and green eyes that saw right into my soul so instead of blasting this dark beautiful stranger I just said “Hello!” He said “Hi I'm Darius...Darius Natas!” while taking then shaking my hand his...

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Fun and Games She Devil Style Part 2

One last look in the mirror before I go in. I hate this new sweater dress. It's a size six, too tight and much too low cut. It shows off way too much of my cleavage. Oh yes, I have cleavage now. I'm a 36C-22-38. She Devil wanted me to have that "tits and ass" look. The skirt of my dress is really tight. It actually clings to my ass and doesn't cover much more than that. Black sweater dress, lace hose, white ankle boots, lots of jewelry, perfume, and make up. Bobbi trained...

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Deal with the Devil

1Deal with the Devilby The TechnicianRomance, Halloween  = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =  The payment for life is life, but will Estevan give his beloved as payment for his continued existence? = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =WARNING!  All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY.  Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content.  All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental....

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Pact with the DevilChapters 510

Michael finished his shower as the rest of the troupe got back to their sunbathing outside. As he stepped out of the bath, a familiar figure stood before him. "It hasn't been a hundred years!" he exclaimed. "Shut up and sit down," she said. "I'm here out of courtesy; to see how you're doing." "Fine," he said. "Yeah! I see that," she said plopping herself down on his bed. "How much fucking did you do today?" "You saw all that?" he said throwing himself onto the bed to...

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Grimm Tales The Dancer and the Devil

"Tell me again why I should let you tie me up like this, Jacob?" Jacob gazed down at the object of his desire, his lips curving into a wicked grin. There was little doubt about the measure of luck he’d been gifted with. His wife was beautiful, and not just in his eyes. He’d overheard enough talk over a pint or three at the local pub to know she was the subject of much speculation, most of it lust fueled. And who could blame them? His gaze wandered over her body, only a thin white shift hiding...

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The Devil in a Red Dress

The Devil in a Red Dress by Jennifer The rush was incredible. It was probably one of the most intense orgasms I've ever had. My mind was drifting in what seemed like another world as she still rolled the head of my penis in her mouth. It seemed that she was intent on making me cum again, but I was completely spent. "What the hell" I thought. "I might as well let her try". After all, I've slept with a lot of women, but this one, Jenny, was near physical perfection. In about ten...

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Son of the Devil

Identity is a funny thing. In many ways, it defines who you are. Of course, I sometimes wonder if that applies to me. At a time when most young men and women are trying to figure out who they are, I was trying to figure out what I was. Recently, I found out certain key details about my origins. The surprising thing is that I’m not a bit surprised. My name is Steven Vexes. A six-foot-two, dark-skinned young black man who hails from the City of Champions , also known as Brockton , Massachusetts...

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Deal with the Devil A Halloween Story

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or...

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Deal with the Devil

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = The payment for life is life, but will Estevan give his beloved as payment for his continued existence? = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = ******************** Normally Estevan loved Halloween. It was his favorite holiday. He had watched it change through the centuries from a yearly cultic purification of hearth and fire as practiced by the Celts, to a harvest festival as practiced by the Romans when they took the festival back to the...

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Sorority Pledge 1 A Devil in Disguise Part 1

When sorority pledge, Addison Montgomery, gets caught chucking eggs at a mansion at the demand of her sisters on Halloween, she's punished by the rich man’s son, Logan, a hot junior at her college, and they get swept up in the delicious power exchange and a tumultuous squall of passion. But where it leads may be way too hot for them to handle. * * Wind and a million naked branches whipped my skin as I fledthe gorilla—yes, gorilla—on my heels. My white, chiffon babydoll offered zero...

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At the mercy of a North Korean She Devil

Summary: Secret operatives know only as She Devils use, sex, blackmail and torture to steal United States. PREFACE He’d never given much thought to how important his defense work really was, or to what lengths someone would go to steal it. He’d been so stupid about that. Even careless, but now it was too late. Too late to change what was about to happen. . . He stared without breathing at the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen, into the black eyes of a true She-Devil, and she looked...

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At the mercy of a North Korean She Devil

Summary: Secret operatives know only as She Devils use, sex, blackmail and torture to steal United States. PREFACE He'd never given much thought to how important his defense work reallywas, or to what lengths someone would go to steal it. He'd been so stupidabout that. Even careless, but now it was too late. Too late to change what was about to happen. . . He stared without breathing at the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen;into the black eyes of a true She-Devil, and she looked...

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The Devil n Me

Last night I saw the devil and I wasn’t scared. In fact it was much more the opposite. It was a peculiar sequence of dreamscape that led to this exhilarating finale, so I’ll start at the beginning and recount as much as I can remember. The setting was a winding, metal staircase in the middle of an empty, industrial building. There was no floor and no ceiling, the stairway spiraled into a vanishing point in both directions. I can’t exactly remember, but I think the walls might have been...

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Devil worship

Introduction: Blasphemy & sacrilege Youll recall from my earlier story, Devilish Cruelty, that my wife had discovered that she was something of a pain slut, and had found that abuse, both physical and verbal excited her tremendously. Youll also recall how we watched the movie on TV, and became inspired to have me talk about all sorts of Satanic and Devilish things for my wife. I know that Id gone a bit overboard in advertising my wife along those lines on the net sex sites, but Id been feeling...

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Lilith a Devil Unbound

The portal errupted into flame, starting to close as a delicate red hand with long black femine fingernails. A women with a vipercated tale rose from the flame, she had two horns on her forehead and soot black hair down to her neck that shined in the light of the flame. She had long shaply legs. Her tail was wrapped around her leg and came between her large ample breasts with nice round nipples. She had piercing black eyes that shined like obsidien. She had a hard sixpack and hips the swung...

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The Devil in a Red Dress

The rush was incredible. It was probably one of the most intense orgasms I've ever had. My mind was drifting in what seemed like another world as she still rolled the head of my penis in her mouth. It seemed that she was intent on making me cum again, but I was completely spent. "What the hell" I thought. "I might as well let her try". After all, I've slept with a lot of women, but this one, Jenny, was near physical perfection. In about ten minutes, I found my orgasm building again. I held her...

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The Spirit of the West the Devil on the MarchChapter 3

"Well, Baal, what is it this time? Things are still going as I wish in the USA, but I have the impression that you are not doing as well in Central America." "Yes, Dread Lord Satan, Your plans are moving along quite well in the north, but down south there is a mixed bag." "Come, come, Baal. You know that I am not known for My patience. Stop pussyfooting around and tell Me straight out, how are things going in Central America?" "Very well, Dread Lord Satan, I will do as you command....

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Devil worship

You'll also recall how we watched the movie on TV, and became inspired to have me talk about all sorts of Satanic and Devilish things for my wife. I know that I'd gone a bit overboard in advertising my wife along those lines on the net sex sites, but I'd been feeling so horny at the time and besides that, I got the impression that my wife was really excited when I told her what I'd done. Well, it so happened, as it does with most of these sorts of postings, that there was an initial...

3 years ago
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A sexy little devil

My girlfriend Sally had dressed as a cute little devil for the Halloween party. Her long black hair had two little horns sticking out of it. My attention for most of the party had been on the the rest of her costume. The costume was a black one piece bathing suit and pantyhose that showed off her lithe body and legs. She had completed her sexy devil look by adding a red sash around the top of her hips and a pair of high heals. I was studying how her long hair moved over the swell of her breasts...

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The Devil Made Me Do It

Lacie’s eyes popped open. The room was dark. A clock with red numbers said 3:08. For a moment, it all looked totally foreign. She wondered where she was; then it hit her. It really hit her as she remembered, as she felt and smelled her funky body, as she detected the wet spot she lay in, as she realized her pussy and ass were sore and sorer.“God I love it!” she shouted to an empty room. “He took me to both heaven and hell.”Not quite ready to exert her generally aching body, she simply relaxed...

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The Devil Never Dies

It happens to everyone. That moment you glance across the crowded room, and suddenly your pupils lock with a sinful pair of azure eyes. The stranger's razor cheekbones highlight the devilish grin sliding into place. He holds a whisky glass or did before the rich golden brown color vanishes down his throat. He strides in your direction, stepping to the music. Unconsciously, of course. He can't help himself. Man's got a sense of rhythm that infuses his being. And now he's so close you can almost...

Supernatural
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The Devil In The Details

To the readers: Before any screams of outrage start to be sent my way... Yes, I did steal the basic concept of this story outright from a classic SF&F short. Unfortunately I _can't_ remember its name or author. Thus, I can't put the proper credit here. I apologize for this and hope you'll forgive me it just seemed to make such a _great_ TG device...BTW, if anyone can tell me the original story and author I'll be glad to acknowledge them. ...

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The Devil On My Shoulder

A story of two strangers coming (or is it cumming?) together by random circumstance...I don't know if you believe in angels or devils, but it seems to me I am covered by both. Many events in my life have been guided unseen hands, so call it what you will, but I'm still here and still loving the hell out of life. Now what made me go into that deli on that day at that particular time I can only assume was the horny little devil on my shoulder, keeping a sharp lookout for both of our interests.I...

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The Devil Knocking At The Door

"Thank you for your words this morning Father." Andrew Barns was twisting his hat in his hands. It was likely it would not survive if he continued. Already the hat band of the expensive bowler was creased. "My wife... She's been very depressed lately. Do you feel it could be... well, like you said, and evil presence." "Could be" the priest gestured to the heavy leather chair and closed the door behind the parishioner who had requested an audience. "Is there a reason for her...

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Cherie DeVille Twitter 2000 786000

For whatever reason, when a bitch is nicknamed after a fruit, you know she is going to be sexy. You can't call yourself strawberry and not have a juicy ass pussy. That's the law. So when I see a cunt named Cherie DeVille in porn, I have high expectations. Don't be the girl that ruins fruit names for everyone.A Cherry BlossomsCherie meets all my expectations and then some. Born on August 30th, 1978, in Durham, North Carolina, she grew up half in Washington, D.C, and half in Massachusetts.She was...

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The Devil Asked Me to Do It

Hope you all enjoy this one. I wrote it some time ago back when I had some free time. Something I have very little of now. The Devil Asked Me To Do It Family, God, Country, Corps…All men should live by a code. You just heard mine and the order I live it. Family is a gift from God so they go above ALL. Any man worth shit would lay his life and happiness down for them. God is second. Live by his commandments, period. Some people, mostly religious nut bags, would have me burned for not putting...

3 years ago
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The shedevil next door

Hello and welcome to my nightmare. I'm a middle aged, hard working father, and a family man. I'm happily married and satisfied with my life and my wife, or so I thought. You see, recently my morality, my character, and even my sanity have met a challenge. Her name is Kaley. She's a devil. The devil lives next door, drives a Scion, and goes to college. Two years ago we moved in. A nice little suburban home, two tone vinyl siding, two stories, with a two car garage. My wife, the outgoing one,...

1 year ago
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Becoming the Devil ch01

Ruler of this world ? " I asked, fighting the urge to slap myself awake. "Yes! We have reviewed your case and you have been chosen to become the ruler of this world" answered the man claiming to be the devil The scarlet eyed man looked delighted to witness my disbelief and was probably eager to know what my next question would be since he kept shaping, mashing, rolling and squeezing the anti-stress ball that was previously on my desk. After 25 years of life, I was bored with sex. It's...

3 years ago
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My Devil Whore Boss

I had been working at the company for a little over a month now, after being hired as a personal assistant to the boss, Miss Andrews. She was a ruthless, yet beautiful woman in her late thirties.She always wore a business suit, short skirt just above her knees. White blouses, where on some days her dark undergarments would show through. Stockings and suspenders that ran down into high heeled shoes.One night, after everyone had left, she called me into her office. I entered to find her sitting...

Office Sex
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Dancing with the Devil

I'd always been attracted to thin women. I was a long-tall-sally kind of guy. But there was something about Darshelle that just floated my boat. She was a big girl, a very big girl, big breasts, big butt, big everything. To quote Muddy Waters, "She had waves like a baby child." It's possible that she caught my eye because she carried herself with such confidence. She moved like a long-tall-sally. I think she was a ninety pound super model trapped in a giant black body.Our first date went well....

Oral Sex
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Devil May Care

Chapter 1:The Pick-UpSo I was sitting at the bar of a club in an old part of town, on a night out, enjoying my Mojito.My strait friend I was with had been chatted up by this handsome - if a little too slick - guyand she and him had gone off somewhere more... Private.I was left all alone, and every girl I chatted to was either strait or in a relationship.I had already been drinking a lot most of the night and was now onto cocktails and shots.Feeling bored, I was getting ready to finish my drink...

3 years ago
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Devil With A Blue Dress On

Devil With A Blue Dress On A "Transgendered Adventure" by Web Dazell "ADVENTURE (noun): an unusual and exciting, often hazardous, experience or activity." OK, before we start with this story we need to get one thing straight. Despite what you're about to read, I'm not gay. OK, maybe that's two things straight, me and my sexual preference. In fact, I'm so not gay that one woman, even one as beautiful as my wife, just doesn't do it for me. That's how I got in this in the first...

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A Deal With the Devil

A Deal With the Devil By Ricky It was hot as Hell. In the little test lab, filled as it was with large steel vessels, clanking pipes and hissing steam vents, that wasn't too surprising. In fact it was just plain normal. In the depths of winter it was an almost cozy place to be, the Northern winds and drifts of snow became faint memories in the heat of the lab. However, it was a Friday night in high summer and the woman sitting in the lab was far from cozy. She sat there...

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A Drabble The Devil Make Hair

A few weeks ago, there was exchange which appeared on the Hyperboard which resulted in someone making the suggestion that a rather well known story reviewer try her hand at writing a drabble. Having never attempted one myself, my interest was piqued. The next day I had five. What follows is one of them. The Devil Make Hair A Drabble by Deane Christopher "Jennie!" Tony demanded. "Why in the world did you just turn me into a Playboy Bunny? And, why do you have a tail, and horns? And,...

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Devils Island Sporting Club

Devil’s Island Sporting Club by captv8td [email protected] 1“What are you doing still here?” the man asked accusingly.  “Git going!”  He poked her with one of the tending poles along the dock.Kim cowered back for a moment, afraid of the threatening male.  Then she decided that it was best to leave.  The other two girls who had been on the dock with her had already run off into the distance.Kim passed the three cages that were still on the dock.  These cages had held the three girls...

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Becoming the Devil Chapter 1 Rewrite

Ruler of this world? " I asked, fighting the urge to slap myself awake. "Yes! We have reviewed your case and you have been chosen to become the ruler of this world" answered the man claiming to be the devil. The scarlet eyed man looked disinterested, he kept shaping, mashing, rolling and squeezing the anti-stress ball that was previously on my desk as if I wasn’t there. “Why me?” “Well to us, fantasies and dreams are like movies. And to keep the metaphor going, to us you are a...

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Angel and the OkieChapter 5 The Devil Comes To Humper

THE DEVIL DOWN IN HUMPER You might think you've heard about or even seen weird happenings. But until you get down here in my neck of the woods, you really don't quite know what weird is. We take pride in our weird. In fact, down here in the part of Oklahoma where I live, the weird is just every day goings-on. But there are times when it gets a little extreme, even for us. For the last fifty or sixty years Humper County was what they called a hub of supernatural shit. After that Angel lady...

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Amy 10 Amy and the Blue Devils

Amy 10: Amy and the Blue Devils by Amy Komori The original characters and plot of this story are the property of the author. No infringement of pre-existing copyright is intended. This story is copyright (c) 2010 Amy Komori. All rights reserved. Chapter One: In the Valley of the Shadow of Heidi The rest of the day was just one long smear of confusion. I couldn't concentrate and mostly just replayed my confrontation with Heidi while staring at blank pages in my spiral-bound...

1 year ago
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Highschool DxD The Holy Devil King

My Name Is Jao Van Adaire, My Mother Is The Archangel Gabriel and My Father A Former Exorcist Of The Church Who Was Himself A Quarter-Angel, Thus Making Me Half-Human and Half-Angelic. But Ten Years Ago, My Father Disappeared During The Madrid Church Bombing, No Body Was Ever Recovered and His Soul Was Never Transferred To Heaven Nor Hell. Without His Presence My Relationship With My Mother Fractured, and I Began To Take On An Extremist View, Because I Was So Angry At The World For Taking My...

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