Author’s Note:

I’m pretty proud of this chapter, I am sure there will be mistakes in here, but when this serious is over I definitely would like to compile this into an actual novel, which will probably have many re-writes and editing done to it. But for now, enjoy this chapter, I hope you like reading it as much as I did writing it.

Content warning: Some dark themes around neglectful parenting.

Chapter 14

Lara:

I woke up on the floor with my neck hurting. I totally was regretting saying I would sleep on the floor. What I wasn’t regretting was my hot Asian friend Stephanie spooning me. I guess she would be more like a sister than anything, not that I would know since I was an only child.

I felt something vibrating my tit and for a moment I lost myself in how good it felt, wondering if someone left a vibrator on the floor from last night.

Reaching under my titty I found my phone, and it was ringing. The caller ID said “Father,” knowing that if my dad was calling me that meant this was serious, I snuck out of the bedroom to take the call.

“Like, hi daddy! What’s up?” I said excitedly, keeping my voice down for the others in the house.

“Who is this? How did you get Lara’s phone?” my Father asked, confused at my new manner of speaking.

“Oh, um it’s like me, Lara. You know…you're daughter.” I replied, a little sad that he couldn’t recognize my voice.

“If you say so. Now Lara, I'm going to need you to come home ASAP, I have been tasked to host a party at our estate, there are going to be a lot of influential people there. This means you need to make an appearance, mingle with any potential marriage candidates.” My Father quickly took command of the conversation, giving me no wiggle room to interject.

“Also, your Mother has been wondering where you have been. She has been more stressed lately, and she needs you to fall in line and find someone you are going to marry. With that discussed you are to come home immediately so that your Mother can plan out what you are wearing, as well as making sure you don’t look like a slut.

“I will see you soon, Lara.” My Father said dispassionately before he hung up, not even expecting me to push back.

I sat on the top step of the stairs, only about fifteen feet from the master bedroom door. I should have known that the fairytale would end eventually. Father and Mother have been trying to marry me off, or even promise me to someone so that I could marry when I came of age.

This was the only time they actually cared if I were home, otherwise they would just leave me to do my own thing.

My phone vibrated, telling me I got a text message from my Mother.

“Do not bring that Stacy friend with you, she does not belong at a party like this!”

I stared at the words, confused, until I finally realized that she had meant Stephanie. Mother still didn’t even know the name of my oldest and bestest friend.

A drop of water splashed against my phone screen, surprising me. I hadn’t realized that I had started crying, I wasn’t usually one to allow myself so easily, but this magic making me all dumb and horny has also made it harder to control my emotions. If I were to be stuck like this while at the party; surely it would be disastrous or possibly humiliating for my parents to be seen with their big titted bimbo slut of a daughter.

Without meaning to, I let out a whimper, as I tried to hold it back.

Suddenly, footsteps came up from behind me. A person sat down behind me, having me in between their long manly legs. I could smell Zach’s all too familiar musk as he hugged my waist and kissed my shoulder.

Calmly he spoke into my ear, “What’s wrong Lara? I could hear you out here trying your best to seem ok, but clearly something is wrong.” Zach’s concern for me finally broke the dam, as my emotions began to pour out.

~*~

Zach:

I sat there with Lara for a few minutes, allowing her to cry into my shoulder. I knew from what Claire had told me that Lara’s family life was very cold and strained.

Once Lara stopped crying she told me about what her Father said to her. I was surprised at her lucidity, knowing that she was still under the effects of the bimbo gem. Maybe it was possible to resist the mental effects at least somewhat; If sexually stimulated her IQ would probably drop back down to previous levels.

I was shocked at the way her parents spoke to her, but more than that I was furious at them. How could they treat their only daughter like a bargaining chip? I couldn’t understand this odd family dynamic, I couldn’t imagine mom talking to me the way Lara’s mom did.

My thoughts swirling around in my head, I realized that this would be an opportune time to do Lara’s trial, which I was guessing would have something to do with her shitty parents.

I asked Lara what she thought about me coming along as her date. While I could see she was unsure of how her parents would act, she also was struggling to not smile at the idea.

“Oh, Zach! W-would you really, like, do that for me?” Lara exclaimed, kissing me deeply before I could even respond.

She turned around quickly and pushed me back so that I was laying on the floor with her naked body straddling my torso. Her nipples hardened into eraser sized nubs, begging to be sucked on.

“I would be the most happiest princess at the ball, my prince!” Lara giggled. Then she let out some husky groans as she started grinding her already soaked slit against my rapidly hardening cock. “Does my prince want to put his hard thingy into my tight, slutty pussy?” Lara purred, making my cock twitch with the need to be inside of her.

“I think I would very much like to watch my bimbo princess ride me.” I grinned as I reached out and tweaked one of her nipples, making her let out a deep moan.

She grinded on me for a little longer until she couldn’t wait any longer. Lifting herself up she lined my shaft up with her gorgeous bald pussy and sunk down until I was hitting her cervix. Lara sat on me like that, totally still, gasping as her pussy pulsed at tightened at my entrance into her. It took me a second to realize that she came the moment I bottomed out in her.

“Ooooh, m-my prince’s cock feels so good in my tight princess pussy.” Lara’s words slurred ever so slightly as she tried to remember how to speak words while she was about to have her brains fucked out of her.

Wanting her to get started, I used my newfound strength to grab her hips and lift her up and down a few times. This made her let out a startled squeak as she started to take over bouncing on top of me. I reached up and played with her watermelon sized breasts that were juxtaposed with her very small frame. She had already been a hot little sexpot before the transformation, but now she was a certified shortstack, and I was personally here for it.

Her whole body jiggled and lagged behind as she picked up the pace. Her thick ass slapped against my lap every time she came back down. If I wasn’t sure anyone was up before, they probably were now after hearing the sounds of our bodies smack together.

“Oh my god, Zach, I-I'm going to fucking cum all over your hard cock. P-please fill me up with your yummy cum. I need it. I need it all in me.” Her words came out in between her rapid breaths.

“Cum, my little bimbo princess.” I said to her, feeling the Prismium’s magic connect our sensations together.

“I love you Zach. I love you sooo much! ~” She ended her words with a throaty grunt as her pussy pulsed and milked my cock, making me explode inside of her. Knowing that she wanted me this bad really did it for me, and I couldn’t believe how sexy Lara seemed after having that vulnerable moment only a few minutes ago.

Lara convulsed and moaned for a little while after I had stopped shooting ropes into her tight walls. She then fell forwards, her tits acting like cushions as she laid against my chest, breathing heavily. She appeared so blissed out in that moment. And when I looked up to see the girls behind me, all of their eyes hungry for a piece of this, I realized that I would need to quickly satisfy them before we got started on planning how to deal with Lara’s trial.

~*~

“I'm going with and there’s nothing you can do to stop me!” Stephanie said, keeping eye contact with me. Once she found out about the party and how she was specifically not invited, Stephanie made it her goal to go to that party.

“Stephanie, we can’t guarantee what is going to happen there. What if there are more demons summoned by Magnus?” I asked her, waiting for her to think of an answer. Stephanie went quiet for a little while, thinking about something, when Claire came into the living room where we were all sitting. Having just gotten out of the shower and only wearing panties and a pink crop top, I couldn’t help but notice that her muscles were becoming noticeably toned. Claire’s breasts also looked a little bigger. I guessed this was likely the body enhancing effects of the Prismium.

“Steph, haven’t your parents been trying to get you to come home for a while?” Claire asked Stephanie. “What if we killed two birds with one stone here.” Claire addressed the room.

“Go on.” I said.

“So, a lot of the issues that Stephanie and Lara have with their parents are in a way sort of… intertwined? I think that’s the right word. Well, whatever… so a lot of the issues Stephanie’s parents have with her revolve around her being friends with Lara.

“Steph, how long has it been since you’ve been home?” Claire asked.

“Hmm… probably like 3 months, maybe a little more.” Stephanie said with a nonchalant air.

“3 months! How are you even able to keep that up?” I asked Stephanie after picking my jaw up off of the floor.

“Oh, oh, I know this one!” Lara raised her hands and jumped up and down. I pointed at her so that she could explain, “So she basically has been living with me. Daddy is like, never home, and mommy doesn’t really like staying in one place for too long. She would always say ‘Lara, I was not put on this earth to be chained down, so I choose to go on living my life the way I want, now stop pestering me and go play with sand or whatever it is that you children play with.,’ so yeah, she was always very free spirited.”

I squinted as I cringed at Lara’s recalling of her mom basically telling her that she would never really be there for her, and also proving that she doesn’t even know anything about her own daughter.

“But, anyways, Stephie has been staying with me. It’s like a constant slumber party!” Lara giggled as she hugged Stephanie tightly into her cleavage. “We totes just do whatevs, and like, Claire and Sam would come over as well and we would go swimming in my pool, or watch a movie in my home theater, or have Tony make us some bomb ass food.”

“Tony?” I asked.

“Oh yeah, Tony is like, our personal chef. He lives in a guest house on the property.” Lara’s attention then snapped to a red dot on the ground, coming from a laser pointer that Stephanie was holding. “OMG, like, do you guys see this?! It keeps showing up and like taunting me!” Lara let go of Stephanie and attempted to catch the laser dot.

“I had gotten this for when your mom was still a cat, but I found out that bimbo’s like it just about as much.” Stephanie said, a self-satisfied smirk on her face.

She then pointed the dot at Amanda’s boobs only to have Lara dive onto her like a bull charging a matador.

“Ok, that’s enough Stephanie, we need to keep on task here.” I said, snatching the laser pointer from her, noting that Lara was confused on where the magical red dot went.

“Before we got severely sidetracked, Claire was saying that we might be able to get your trial done at the same time as Lara’s?” I asked Stephanie.

“Umm… yeah, I guess so.” Stephanie looked apprehensive, uncomfortable, more like she was when she wasn’t affected by the Domme gem. “Well, my parents are essentially the opposite in some ways to Lara’s parents. My mom and dad are both immigrants, and stereotypically they wanted their daughter to do good in school and become a lawyer, doctor, engineer, or whatever it is that parents like that force their children to be.” Stephanie paused, talking a deep breath as she was becoming heated just thinking about this. “I more or less did what they told me to do, until I made my first real friend, Lara. Eventually they tried to get me to stop being friends with her, stating she was a ‘bad influence,’ but that only made me want to resist them more.

“So yeah, all throughout high school I was constantly arguing with them, and since I wasn’t an adult yet, I couldn’t just stay at Lara’s place. That all changed when I turned 18, I was out of there as soon as I could pack my bags.” Stephanie looked over at Lara who was being cradled in Amanda’s arms like a doting Mother.

“So, if we were to invite them to Lara’s party with some kind of excuse, like say ‘We want to have a parent-to-parent meet so that we can finally solve our issues?,’ is that something your parents could be roped into?” I looked at Stephanie as she contorted her face deep in thought.

“I think they would use any excuse to get me to come home, so that could work. The issue now is how do we solve the trials when we don’t even know what they specifically are?” Stephanie looked to me for an answer.

“Don’t worry about that part, I’ll handle that. Now, we need to start planning the how this will go down, but we will also need to look good for this party.” As soon as I finished talking, Lara shot out of Amanda’s lap.

“It’s take for a makeover, gurlz!” she snapped in a Z formation, putting as much stank on it as humanly possible.

~*~

Following our group conversation, Lara took Stephanie and I over to some sort of upscale fancy suit and dress shop. I wasn’t really someone that cared a lot about clothing, so I just let the person at the store take my measurements then Lara took over from there since she wanted to be the one to pick out my outfit.

Lara picked out a navy blue 3-piece suit for me to wear and at first I thought it was a little much, especially when I saw the price tag, but Lara insisted it would be a good fit.

I hated to say it, but I looked good. My new, stronger body was hugged snuggly by the dark blue vest. The jacket looked good both buttoned and open. The crisp white collar of the dress shirt looked fresh especially with no tie. The blue slim fit slacks hugged my enhanced muscular thighs. Lara couldn’t help but mention that it made my ass look good as well, emphasizing that by giving my rear a good squeeze.

I was never one to be very attentive to how I presented myself, but now that I was seeing the possibilities that my future could hold, I knew I would be needing a wardrobe overhaul.

Next up Lara took me to a rather impressive looking barber. The barber himself wore a tan vest and slacks, an immaculately shaped salt and pepper beard framing his jaw. Lara told him to give a straight razor shave and to “fix my hair,” whatever that meant.

Once I saw the finished result I realized what she meant. My hair was now much shorter on the sides, with the top being slicked back with some kind of hair wax. My brown hair looked even darker now as it was styled.

I had to admit that I looked a lot more like a man now. No longer did I look like the recently graduated bookworm boy that I was. Lara and Stephanie saw it in me as well. Lara squealed when she saw me, while Stephanie looked like she wanted to jump me on the spot.

The girls didn’t want me to see their outfits until we were heading to the party, and I had to admit that I was excited to see how hot they were gonna look.

In the meantime, Stephanie called her parents and managed to just barely convince them that she wanted to turn over a new leaf, saying she wanted to invite them over to a little gathering at Lara’s house. Her parents were pretty straightforward in their disdain for going over there, but ultimately they acquiesced when she threatened to never see them again.

Whilst the girls were getting ready, I went downstairs and talked with Claire.

“What chances do you give me that we can pull this off?” I asked Claire, giving her a playful smirk.

“I think you’ll probably have Lara’s mom drooling all over you with how hot your looking. She would probably want to fuck your brains out right then and there.” Claire responded, her voice husky with lust.

“Claire, I'm being serious.”

Claire shook her head, “Sorry, the gem just makes me fantasize about other women fucking you, sometimes it’s hard to not get caught up in it.” She cleared her throat, “Umm… I think you got this. There is no way you don’t end the night having completed both Lara’s and Stephanie’s trials.” Smiling at me she leaned up to give me a reassuring kiss.

“Thanks, Claire… no matter what happens, just remember that I love you very much.” I kissed her deeply, letting my words sink in to how important and dangerous these trials could become.

~*~

I drove Lara’s car to her house. With Lara in the passenger seat and Stephanie in back. Pulling up to her house – which was honestly more of a mansion than anything else – I saw that there was a valet service at the front door.

“Is the valet really necessary?” I asked Lara.

“Totally! Rich people don’t have time for things like ‘parking,’ why do something when we can just hire someone to do it for us.” Her bubbly attitude really juxtaposed just how out of touch the mega-wealthy could be, I was starting to understand the whole ‘eat the rich’ movement I saw online.

Stepping out of the car I went to the passenger side and gave Lara my hand so that she could step out of the car. Her dress was much more of a suggestion. It really was more like a sparkly pink curtain draped over her body. The neckline plunged so deeply that you could see her navel. The straps that allowed the front to hang around her neck were so thin they basically weren’t there. About 90% of her huge breasts were showing; her nipples being the only thing covered. The hem of the dress was cut in a way so that one side went almost down to her ankle and the other was just below where you could see her panty clad pussy.

Her hair and make-up really accentuated the sexpot bimbo look she was going for. I was sure that any man here tonight would instantly hard once they saw her.

Stephanie stepped out from the back seat, wearing a somewhat reflective gold dress, that by comparison was much more modest than what Lara was wearing. The dress cupped her B-cups very nicely allowing for a cute amount of cleavage. The dress went down to mid-thigh, guiding your eyes down to her gold colored strappy 6-inch stilettos. Her platinum blonde hair was in a tight French braid that went down her back. Just like her dress she wore gold eye shadow, giving her a powerful look.

The valet was fully tented in his pants when he saw my girls. I couldn’t help but chuckle as they both grabbed an arm, and we walked up the steps.

“Careful with her, she bucks pretty hard.” I said to the young valet as I threw him the car keys. Having realized I meant the car and not my ladies he unfroze before the keys could smack him in the face. I turned around and we made our way to the door, hearing the car tires squeal a bit as the valet drove off.

“You girls ready?” I looked back and forth between them.

“Let’s get this shit done.” Stephanie said with a haughty smirk.

“Yuppers!” Lara exclaimed, further squeezing my arm into the grand canyon that was her cleavage.

I knocked on the door…

~*~

If I could sum up my thoughts into one word after seeing what lie beyond those doors, it would be “bright.”

I had to squint when we walked through the doors. The whole place was lit from every angle as if they were avoiding anyone casting a shadow. The foyers ceiling was easily over 3 stories tall. Two staircases led up to an ostentatious balcony. The curved staircases were against each wall, their railings polished into a golden mirror. There were also a lot more people than I was expecting, but I guess I didn’t really know what to expect in the first place.

Once I noticed the people talking and shuffling in and out of the foyer, I also noticed that all eyes were on us, or at least mostly on Lara for reasons that were plain to see.

“Mistress Lara?” an older gentleman asked her as he came up to us dressed as one of the help.

“Yup it’s me! Hiya Alexander!” Lara let go of my arm and hugged this man tightly causing him to blush something fierce. “Zach, this is Alexander, my Father’s right hand man.” Lara looked back at me as she still crushed the man’s torso into her Venus fly trap of cleavage.

“Nice to meet you Alexander.” I stuck my hand out to shake his.

He reached out and shook my hand, “I’m sorry, but I wasn’t expecting Mistress Lara to be bringing any guests.” Alexander said, keeping a polite smile on his face to mask the confusion.

“Alexander! This is like, not just a guest. This is my Lover, Zach!” Lara detached herself from the older gentleman and came back to hug my arm possessively.

“L-l-lover!” Alexander’s face went pale as he broke out into a cold sweat. I was in awe at just how devastating this news seemed to him, almost as if someone told him that his Mother had just died.

“Y-you’ll have to excuse me, Mistress Lara… and Zach.” He hesitated with how he should address me but left it there. He only gave Stephanie a side glance, pretending she wasn’t even there.

After Alexander walked off, we took it upon ourselves to make the rounds talking to the other party invitees. I thought that I looked good in my brand-new suit, but some of these people looked as if their very image was carved from stone. Their clothing of a quality that I couldn’t even fathom.

As I was trying to get a read on the guests, trying to gather some information on Lara’s parents, I was saved the effort as they came to me.

“So… you’re Zach?” a deep and authoritative voice said from behind me. A chill went down my spine as I felt the subtle hints of anger in his voice. I knew who this was gonna be before I even turned around, but I never got either of their names so now would be a good time for introductions.

Turning around, I smiled as I offered him my hand. “And you must be Lara’s Father, Mr…?”

“Luther.” Lara’s Father said, his tone blunt, offering no opportunity to steer the conversation. “I was told by my assistant that you were my daughter’s ‘Lover.’ Is this true.”

Like Lara his eyes were a grayish blue, but somehow their color only added to his intimidating energy. Unlike Lara – at least before her bimbo form – his hair was a consistent sandy blonde, swept back in immaculate form.

Luther was tall, which again was the stark opposite of his daughter. He must have been easily three inches taller than me, but his presence made it feel even more insurmountable. He wore a sharp three-piece suit, all in white, a maroon tie hanging from his neck.

If Luther looked very opposite to Lara then the women next to him was like an older version of pre-bimbofied Lara. Gorgeous red hair down to her ass, couldn’t be much larger than five feet tall. Her body was all curves, voluptuous was the best word to describe her.

Those would have been the positives, but the negatives were far outweighing them. She had a good case of RBF (Resting Bitch Face), one of the worst cases I had ever seen. Beyond just her face, she exuded this icy cold aura, as if she saw me as nothing but an ant. When she looked at Lara she at least didn’t give her the same look, instead she looked at her daughter as if she were a frail little mouse.

These two did not seem like parents in the least. If I were to guess I would say the hate the very idea of children, so I was puzzled as to how they had Lara.

“Our daughter says this is her lover, but I'm not seeing anything special, isn’t that right Luther?” The shortstack ice queen said, giving me a nasty smirk. She wore what appeared to be the exact dress that Jessica Rabbit wore in Who Framed Roger Rabbit. I had to try many times not to stare at her impressive tits. I had to remind myself that I had tits at home, as I looked down at Lara who now seemed a lot less bubbly than she was before.

“You would be correct, my Rose.” Luther reached behind her and squeezed her ass possessively. Then they turned their attention towards Lara, “I thought we told you that you were to come alone, do you understand? That means no guests! I swear we didn’t raise you to be this much of an idiot.” Lara’s Mother, Rose spat out at Lara, expertly slinging venom into her words.

My anger flared up in a flash as I spoke, “From what I have heard, it sounds as though you two didn’t raise her in the least.” I tried to keep my voice even, but I couldn’t hold back all of the seething I felt in my chest.

“And I'm sure that what you have heard has been greatly exaggerated by our daughter. Besides, none of this is your concern, so I would like to invite you to leave our home immediately and take that leech of a friend with you.” Luther progressively raised his voice, puffing his chest out in order to intimidate me. This seething anger in me only got worse, I felt my hands tighten into fists, preparing to fight if necessary.

I felt my blood run cold. All of the anger that was building in me just a second ago was doused like a bucket of water over a campfire. I felt the ring on my finger hum as it allowed me to sense another one. Another one of those creatures.

“Demon…” I muttered, unaware I let this slip.

Both Lara and Stephanie looked up at me wide-eyed as they realized what I had meant.

“Did you not hear me, son?” Luther placed his strong hand on my shoulder, but even that didn’t intimidate me. All I could think of was where this demonic presence was coming from. It wasn’t Luther, which could mean that it was anyone around me. I was unsure if it was the Mother since I didn’t sense the demon when she first approached.

I got my answer right away as I heard Stephanie gasp. Looking over at what she was startled by, I saw an older Asian man and woman walking up to us, or, up to Stephanie.

“Those are my parents.” Stephanie whimpered, clearly scared of facing her parents.

I was even scared when I realized that the direction of the demonic presence was coming from them.

~*~

Stephanie’s Mother Jiya looked to be in her mid-50’s, she was what most would call plain, but I would consider her to be the modest type; not wanting to wear clothes that would entice others, a more conservative person. Then there was the Father, Chen, a mostly bald Asian man that was likely in his early to mid-60’s. Chen’s eyes were sunken, a certain weariness could be seen in them. Along with the demonic aura, I could feel their parental disappointment smothering me.

Once Stephanie finished our introductions, I turned back to Luther, “Is there somewhere we can speak in private?” I asked, lowering my voice so that others wouldn’t hear.

“I don’t think so. I believe I told you to leave, or do I need to call security on you?” Luther spoke down to me, his will seemed impossible to surmount, the only other option I had was right next to me.

“Lara, why don’t you show me around your family estate?” I asked her, side-eyeing Luther as he scowled at me.

“Umm… like, whatever you want lover. Oh! We could totes do it on my bed, that would be so fucking hot!” Lara’s body shuddered as she thought about getting fucked in her own room.

“You will do no such thing!” Luther shouted; his face flushed red with rage. I tried to remain calm to his anger, knowing that I was taking a big gamble on provoking him like this.

The whole room went dead silent as Rose grabbed her husband’s arm. “Dear, calm down. Let’s go have a chat in your study. Doesn’t that sound nice?” Rose cupped his cheek, the anger quickly fading from his face. It had felt odd at just how fast she was able to calm him, but I was still thankful that she was willing to talk.

Luther nodded, then pointed his head in the direction of his private study, as they both made their way upstairs.

“Zach, how should we deal with both parents at the same time.” Stephanie said, sweat ran down her forehead as she clung to my arm for support. Seeing how scared she was really nailed home the seriousness of the situation.

“Do you think you could distract them? I feel like we will need to do Lara’s trial first so we can have her at full capacity for when we deal with yours.” I asked her.

Stephanie was frightened at the idea of being alone with her parents, but the gem’s effect on her allowed for her to properly steel her resolve.

“I’ll figure something out, just please hurry, and also,” she leaned up and kissed me, “please don’t lose.”

Reinvigorated by her plea, Lara and I followed Luther and Rose up the stairs.

The study was impressive. The room was large enough to hold the entire bottom floor of my house. There was a classic brick fireplace, a warm fire blazed in its hearth. The walls were lined with bookshelves. By the windows at the other end of the room was a large desk, with two chairs for guests on one side, and a regal looking chair for Luther.

Having taken his seat, Luther spoke, “Now, what is it? Answer quickly before I throw you out of the window myself.”

Before I could utter a word, Lara’s Mother, Rose chimed in. “Now, now honey, I think you need to calm down and let me handle this.” She ran her finger over his lips, his eyes went glassy as if he were in a trance.

“I'm assuming you are here for the trial. I’ll cut to the chase. There will be no trial. Lara will return to us willingly.” Rose’s demeanor shifted into something more devious as her confident gaze chilled me to the bone.

“What makes you think she is just gonna willingly go to you?” I ask the woman who may or may not be Lara’s Mother.

She smiled, her face twisted into an ugly cheshire’s grin, “Simple,” her index fingernail extended into a razor-sharp black claw as she pressed onto Luther’s neck lightly, “I will kill her Father if she doesn’t.”

I froze. I couldn’t believe that her own Mother – or whatever is inside of her – is willing to hold her Father hostage, just so we wouldn’t be able to challenge her.

“What kind of beast are you? The fact that you are willing to kill your own husband.” I tried to lead her on, making her think I didn’t know she was most likely possessed.

“The kind that can make a man die with a smile. I believe in this day and age I would be called a succubus. My name is Naamah, a demon of lust. Now tell your little bimbo slut to come over here!” She snarled as she spat out at us, her pupils became slits like those of a snakes, as a dark mist rose from her body.

A succubus would be confident in her abilities to pleasure others, so maybe I could play on her confidence. “So, you are doing this because you are afraid of losing to us?” I did my best to seem naïve, “As a succubus, I fully understand that you wouldn’t want to lose to us… especially in a game of who can make who cum first.” I raised my eyebrows as I noticed her grimace for a split second.

“You will not be tricking me mortal. If we did this, then as a way to ensure no cheating I would need for you to handicap yourself.” The demoness thought for a minute before she snapped her fingers, how about you and I try to make each other cum first, then Luther and Lara will do the same. If either you or Lara cums first, then you lose. But if you can get both of us to cum first then you win. This way you must win unanimously in order to beat us.”

While I was nervous at the difficulty that this trial would behold, I was also relieved that this demoness took my bait. I was in for a rough time, knowing that I would somehow need to make a demon of lust cum before me.

~*~

Stephanie:

I was sweating bullets leading my parents onto the back patio, saying I needed to speak with them privately. Glad that the domme gem was giving me a modicum of a backbone. I knew that I would have crumbled under the pressure immediately if I didn’t have it.

Mom and dad looked at me coldly as I tried to think of something to say, something that could keep their attention long enough to allow for Lara’s trial to finish.

Something was of about them. Their eyes looked nothing like the last time I had seen them. My Father looked as if he slept for one hour a night, his cheeks were gaunt and his hair thinner than it was a few months ago. Mother wore a more traditional dress, as she usually did, but the colors on it seemed worn, muted. I saw only contempt in their eyes. I realized then that these were shadows of the parents that raised me; hollow puppets tangled in their own strings.

“How have you been since the last time we saw each other?” I asked them, hiding my nerves by squeezing my hands behind my back.

“As if you would care, Su-Wei. We thought you called us here to have both you and Lara apologize to us for all of the pain you have cause us.” My Father’s voice was cold, unfeeling, yet I could tell his anger was buried deep down. He would always call me by my birthname, always refusing to call me by my westernized name. At least my Mother usually called me Stephanie, considering that it was her idea for me to have a westernized name in order to better integrate socially, and it would also help to not have my resumes automatically rejected for prejudice.

“Stephanie, you are only delaying the inevitable. We have allowed you too much freedom for too long. You must choose either to go back to school and make something of yourself, or you will have to agree to a marriage partner of our choosing. In both of these scenarios you will have no contact with your friends.

“Their words are poison. Their actions a sedative. If you had never met that hideous cow of a girl you would be so much farther in life! So, choose now!” My Mother’s anger rose like a kettle boiling over, I couldn’t believe that this was even my Mother. I knew then that these couldn’t be my parents. Checking the time on my phone, I prepared myself to stall for as long as I could.

~*~

Zach:

Rose – or the demoness that was possessing her – was an A-Class cocksucker, and I meant that in the most complimentary way possible. If I hadn’t forced her off of me I would have likely busted in her mouth before I even got a chance to pleasure her.

She was stronger than a normal woman of her size, but luckily my burgeoning strength had allowed me to wrangle her into a much more advantageous position. Namely with my cock kissing the opening of her pussy.

“Give it a go, mortal. I’ll show you just how pleasurable the pussy of sex demon is.” She cackled as she hooked her legs around my waist, forcing me to sink all the way to the base.

She was right about how pleasurable this was gonna be. I wished I could describe her cunt as heavenly, but the very nature of who she was clearly made this a more… hellish experience.

I looked over to see the large man that was Lara’s Father hunched over his daughter. Lara was bent over his desk, her large tits propping her up. She was so short that her legs didn’t even touch the floor as the man ravenously fucked her from behind.

The demoness had enchanted Luther; he was like an animal. I knew Lara could resist it, for how long though? I had no idea. She would need to find some way of getting through to him. She needed to push him over the edge, all the while resisting the urge to come on his sizable cock.

Rose, grabbed me by the jaw and wrench my head so that I was looking down at her. She smashed her mouth against mine in a rather painful way. Her tongue wrestled with mine as I realized that her tongue was much longer than normal.

Pulling back, I saw her long fork tongue flick around the air. “Mmm, I love the taste of a man who pretends he can handle it all. I can taste the doubt wafting off of your soul. Your uncertainty is delicious.” Naamah reveled in what she stated was my exquisite taste. I felt that this could be used to my advantage.

“What makes you think I have doubts?” I cocked an eyebrow at her as I lifted her up and used her weight to fuck her more savagely. Her moans and grunts grew as I treated her more roughly, I needed to find what got her hot, what got her off.

“Mortal, hahh, you cannot hide your feelings from m-me, my tongue is very sensitive to the emotions of men.” She said haughtily, still panting and moaning in between words.

I was aware that I was affecting her, but at the pace we were going I wouldn’t last much longer.

I heard Lara saying something from behind me.

“Daddy let me ride your huge cock!” Lara yelled out as she managed to push Luther on to his back on the ground. She mounted him and started to bounce on his cock, her whole body jiggled as her ass smacked against his thighs.

Plap…Plap…Plap

“Daddy, if I make you cum will you love me forever? I promise to be your personal cumrag. I’ll make your big daddy cock cum so, so much!

“Teach my teen pussy a lesson Daddy, show me how a Father fucks his daughter!” Lara’s moans rose in pitch as her riding became more frantic. She was extremely close to cumming, but she looked as if she was going to get Luther over the edge first.

Maybe Lara knew something about her Father that she would have never told a soul before she met me and watched me fuck my mom and sister. It was possible that Luther was very much turned on by his hot daughter, but the shame he felt towards thinking about her in this way caused him to distance himself from her. That was likely the case for how he saw her as an adult, but he likely used it as some sort of excuse for his neglect of her while she was young. Luther took what he thought was a noble action to spare his daughter from his lust and used it as a way to justify him being an absent parent.

“Lara… you’re so hot, I’ve wanted to stick my cock in this slutty cunt of yours for so long!” Luther’s voice was strained as he erratically began to pump up into her while she still rode him.

Luther’s eyes were wild and animalistic, yet tears fell from his eyes as his rational mind realized what he was doing to his own flesh and blood.

His eyes rolled up into his head as he roared, releasing his incestuous seed into his daughter; finally having his dark fantasy fulfilled.

Luther was the picture of a conflicted man. So full of bliss, yet so ashamed of doing this to his own daughter.

Lara looked over to me as she panted. She gave me the thumbs up, telling me to kick her mom’s ass.

“Rose I know you’re in there!” I gasped as I focused my attention fully back on to the demonic shortstack of a woman. “You know that you’re a terrible mom, and I bet you never regretted feeling that way. So, I have a deal for you… ahhh.” I yelled out as my thoughts were interrupted by Naamah squeezing me in her vicelike pussy.

“Trying to appeal to her Motherly nature won’t do shit you pathetic mortal!” she chuckled as she tried to strangle the seed out of my dick.

“Who said I was appealing to her?” I smirked. Naamah was confused, never really knowing the kind of person Rose was, or at least what Lara told me she was like. “If you cum right now Rose, I’ll take your daughter off your hands. No longer will you have to deal with her, you can be free!”

Rose’s eyes widened as she gasped. “Please set me free! I was never meant to be a Mother! I-I know that makes me a bad person, but I didn’t have the choice, my own m-Mother said she would disown me and remove me from my inheritance if I didn’t have Lara.” Rose broke out of Naamah’s grasp for a few moments. Rose let herself be enveloped in pleasure. As she released her orgasm.

Rose’s pussy convulsed all over my cock. Flooding my crotch as she cried tears of shame and happiness.

As much as she disgusted me, I knew that Lara would be in better hands from now on.

As soon as she stopped writhing she began to seize as inky black smoke seeped from her pores, pooling into the floor below. Naamah was gone, and Lara’s trial was complete.

~*~

Stephanie:

I was shocked at my Father’s strength as he grabbed my arm, his grip cold and solid like a steel vice.

“Enough of this arguing Su-Wei! You have two choices and neither of them involves you staying here. You either come with us willingly, or we take you by force!” My Father shouted in my face, his dark eyes went from cold and unfeeling to a blazing inferno within a matter of seconds.

I shrunk down into myself, fear devouring any iota of resilience I may have put up. Looking to my Mother for some kind of help, I was disappointed when she only stared at me, her eyes seemed an equal mix of focused and absent, almost as if she weren’t fully registering what was going on.

“Ow! You’re hurting me, Father!” I yelled out, trying to get someone’s attention.

It was then that I felt that warm feeling in my chest, the same I felt the other night when Zach completed Julia’s trial.

My Father let me go, his arm fell limp to his side as both my parents stood there and stared into the middle distance. It was like they were robots that had been put into sleep mode.

I knew that this was no coincidence, what with me feeling Lara’s trial possibly being completed.

I backed away from my parents. Their stillness unnerved me, making me feel as if they were statues that were given life.

I waited a few minutes, hoping that Zach and Lara would come and find me.

Suddenly my parents twitched as though they were being powered back on. They both turned to look at the back patio door just as Zach and Lara stepped through it.

Zach:

“Sorry for being late, got caught up with some family drama.” Lara smirked, having returned to normal herself, she no longer spoke with that higher pitched nasally valley girl accent.

“Lara! You guys did it!?” Stephanie ran over to Lara and gave her a big hug.

Once Lara’s proportions shrunk back down, her dress no longer fit her – if you could even say it “fit her” before she changed back – so now she had a blanket draped over her torso that we grabbed from a side linen closet as we made our way towards Stephanie.

“We sure did Steph. Now it’s time to do you.” Lara told her friend as they stayed embracing each other.

“Su-Wei! This is the man you say you want to be with?” Stephanie’s Father Chen yells out.

Turning around, I look at Stephanie, “Let me talk with them for a moment.” She nodded as she still held on to her best friend for comfort.

“It’s nice to meet you sir, my name is Zach.” I stuck my hand out to shake his.

“You get your filthy hand away from me!” Chen smacked my hand away from him, “I don’t know who you think you are, but you do not own our daughter! She is coming with us and there is no amount of begging that will change our minds.” Chen huffed as his face was red with anger.

Taking a few moments to consider my next move, I zeroed in on the demonic presence that I had felt earlier when Stephanie’s parents had first arrived. I looked behind the two as they stood shoulder to shoulder, I almost felt that I could see something enshrouded over their backs. It looked like the heat waves that came off of asphalt on a hot summer day.

Ignoring Chen for a moment, I called out, “Show yourself creature. I know you are doing something to these two.”

A grating cackling noise echoed throughout my head as the heat waves solidified into a sort of black mist. Its shape was very amorphous, having a vague humanoid shape. Its main draw was the glowing red orbs that seemed to be its eyes.

“Hehe he… so you caught on to my little charade finally?” The creature spoke directly into my mind, sounding as if it was all around me. “It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Pruflas, demon of discord, quarrels, and falsehoods.” While Pruflas did not have a mouth I could hear the grin in its voice.

“I would say it’s nice to meet you, but, you know, you being a demon and all.” I said to him, shrugging my shoulders in an attempt to appear unfazed by this black smokey demon. “So, are you holding Stephanie’s parents hostage so that I cannot challenge you?” I knew I would need to come out and say it, wanting to make an efficient use of our time.

“No, no, nothing like that. I am more than happy to challenge you for the completion of Stephanie’s trial.” Again I could hear Pruflas’ emotion drip from every word that came out of his mouth.

“Alright what’s the game?” I asked, wary of how straightforward this was going.

“It’s simple really, convince the girls parents that you know what’s better for their daughter than they do.”

My blood ran cold when I heard that. Trying to convince Asian immigrant parents that I knew what was best for Stephanie more so than they did sounded like an insurmountable task.

“Fine. I’ll get started then.” I tell Pruflas.

Chen and Jiya awaken from their weird standby mode that Pruflas had put them in, and for the first time this evening they seemed more like people than puppets.

“Why do you think you know better than me when it comes to taking care of Stephanie?” I came right out the gate swinging, knowing I would need to set the pace of this conversation in order to keep them off balance.”

Jiya gasped as she processed what I just told her. “We are her parents! That is all the explanation you deserve young man!” Her face was flushed with anger and indignation at being questioned about her parenting.

“Boy, you are not family, therefore you have no seat at this table when it comes to making sure that our Su-Wei grows up to be a respectable and financially stable person.” Chen chimed in as he rubbed his wife’s back in an attempt to calm her.

“So, you are saying that Stephanie is not yet a respectable person. But would you concede that she is financially stable due to Lara’s friendship?” I asked them.

"No because that is not her own wealth in which she could use in the future to take care of her parents." Chen fired back.

"So, the core of this is that you want to be taken care of in the future, so therefore you feel it is imperative that Steph do only what you want, so that you can live better. Why can you not just respect her choices in life, that way if she really were raised right by you then she would naturally want to help her parents selflessly. Forcing her to be something she may not want to be is going to make it more difficult for her to want to take care of you, her aging parents." I tried to keep my voice even, wanting to keep this conversation as rational as possible.

But to no avail, Jiya scoffed at me. "So, it is now our fault that we raised a daughter that does not want to do these things for us of her own will?"

"Yes,” I said matter-of-factly, “you may come from a culture that expects children to be raised better than their parents, this tends to only apply to tangible wealth and respect within ones community, but Stephanie is not in that culture she is her own person and cannot be reined in to do as you please."

"If you know so much about our culture, then how would you do things? Huh?!” Chen said sarcastically, but I knew I would have to push on the opening he just gave me.

"I will take her in, I am currently training to be a psychologist, and I already have money,” – this is technically a lie since it will still be from Lara’s families pockets until I am able to have my own practice –, “I will help her to be better, and I do know that in your culture marriage to an affluent person is considered good as well"

"Well, what about her friends that are poisoning her mind? Do they not bare some of the responsibility for the way she acts towards us?" Chen asked, his face starting to look unsure.

Lara finally cut in once she felt like she had a way to get an edge in. "We have only ever supported her as a friend. It is our duty as friends to listen to her problems. We are not going to be right all the time, we are only teenage girls, so expecting us to be rocket scientists or lawyers at our age is far to great of an expectation to put on us.”

Chen and Jiya were stunned into silence. I could feel a cold aura emanating from the ghostly Pruflas.

"Let me sum up and see if you agree. If I were to convince Stephanie to go to school for whatever it is she wants to learn, knowing that she will remain stable, and that I will personally help you if need be. would you consider that a fair compromise between both of our sides?

“If not that then what would you say to Stephanie marrying me?” I make my final gamble as I try to appeal to their more conservative beliefs.

“Wait what?!” Stephanie yelped with surprise. “W-what are you talking about Zach?!” Stephanie’s face went red with embarrassment, as she stuttered cutely.

Both Chen and Jiya looked to each other and whispered into each other’s ears for a few minutes, seemingly discussing my proposition.

Finally, they turned to look at me, then both smiled. “When can we expect the wedding soon to be Son-in-law?” Chen laughed.

While I was happy that my gamble paid off, I was also thrown off at how quickly they changed their mind. I was kicking myself for not just leading with this angle. I really could be a dumbass sometimes.

“Give me a few months, future in-laws.” I chuckled nervously.

Stephanie and Lara were both slack jawed as they tried to process the whiplash of events that happened all within the span of a minute.

Finally, after a few moments of silence, “WHAT THE FUCK!” Pruflas screamed, his dark aura bathing the entire patio. Everything became dark as night and as cold as a blizzard. “You are not allowed to just decide things like that, that is in no way fair! You guys are clearly fucking with me, there is no way in all of the nine hells that you are just going to accept his proposition of marriage like it is no big deal!” Pruflas’ voice was a roaring cacophony of sound, all pretext of being amicable were dropped the moment he felt as though he had been cheated.

“It might not seem fair to you, but that’s what you get for trusting human’s to make a decision for you.

“No if you’ll excuse us, I have a wedding to plan, and you have a one-way ticket to hell with your name on it.” I laughed as Pruflas howled in anger.

The black mist was sucked into the ground like the opening of a drain at a dam. The demon screamed out to what he thought was an unfair trial, but it was honestly his fault for choosing the challenge unwisely. Goes to show that even demons can be dumbasses.

With Pruflas banished back to hell, our night was coming to an exhausting close.

~*~

Finally arriving back home after having to answer a thousand questions from Steph’s parents, I was just about ready to pass out into my bed, knowing I still had four more trials to go.

“Umm… Zach?” Stephanie asked, her voice timid once again since she no longer had the domme gem in her.

“Yes, Su-Wei?” I replied, smirking as I teased her about her birth name.

Steph blushed, but still showed the faint ghost of a smile on her lips, making me think she may actually like it when I use that name for her.

“Th-thank you… f-for everything. I-I don’t think I had seen my parents that happy in a long time.” Stephanie hugged me, her face pressed into my chest. I was almost not used to her being so shy and timid. She was like a little rabbit; loving and small, but energetic when she needed to be.

“Don’t mention it Steph, or should I call you Su?”

“Either is fine really. Only my dad refers to me by my birth name… usually.” She snuggled her face further into my shirt.

“So, you’re saying if I'm your Daddy then I can call you Su?” I laughed loudly as she pulled away and covered her red face with her hands.

Even with her hands covering her face, I could see the small smile she was attempting to hide. Looked like I was gonna have another girl added to the “Call Zach Daddy” list.

Stephanie squealed as I lifted her up and fireman carried her upstairs to where all of my recently awakened girls were lying in bed.

“Alright girls! Three down, four to go!” I shouted out as I threw Stephanie onto the bed of half-naked and some fully naked women. All of the girls whooped and hollered as I stripped my clothes off and pressed my body against Stephanie’s.

“Lets get her clothes off.” I say to my girls.

Before Stephanie could even say a word, her clothing was fully removed, revealing her bald pussy. She shyly tried to cover her body, that is until Amanda took her hands and pinned them above her head, then proceeded to suck on a one of her nipples.

Steph’s pussy was already soaked. Most likely she had been that way since before we even got home, so I knew it was time to enter her.

This time I didn’t frantically fuck her like some kind of animal. I made love to her. I made love to my fiancée, which I'm sure my other girls were not gonna be happy to hear about in the morning, but I decided to save that for the me of tomorrow. The me of right now wanted make love to this lovely woman, and I was sure as hell gonna cum in her pussy.

Stephanie’s pants and moans grew and grew as I slowly but steadily pumped in and out of her. All of the other girls nipped and sucked and kissed her all over her body, making her writhe and moan as she was overstimulated with pleasure. Using the Prismium’s magic I synchronized our orgasms. Steph’s pussy clamped down and went Ol’ Faithful all over my dick. I was a fan of the squirting orgasms that I was able to coax out of my girls.

“That was sooo good Zach. Or should I say future husband.” Stephanie mumbled into my neck as we cuddled after our group lovemaking.

I froze when I realized what she said out loud.

“What did she just say?!” Claire, Julia, Amanda, Carmen, and Nora all shouted at the same time.

Fuck…

Chapter 14 in the bag. With only 4 trials left there are only so many chapters to go. Thanks to those of you who have the patience to wait for each chapter that I release. If it wasn’t for those of you who enjoy my silly little stories, I probably wouldn’t have gotten as far as I am now. So, thank you, and see you soon for the next chapter!

~ Feldor