The next day at school Zatttana was looking at every guy she found. She was trying to decide which one she wanted to partake in the ritual with.
The first class began and Zattana was having a hard time paying attention. She wasn’t kidding about her urge to get pregnant every day it seemed 3 times more intense the previous day.
She looked around and saw Ethen who was a tall brown hair boy she knew.
Zattana not being able to restrict herself slid out of her seat and crawled towards him. No one noticed her since she sat in the very back of the class. She finally finally got to Ethen’s desk and unsipped his pants.
“What th-“ Ethan was quickly silenced when he saw Zattana with her fingers to her lips. Her face was always emotionless but her snakelike eyes could easily pierce into anyone’s soul.
Zattana starred at Ethen’s huge cock. It was nearly 8 inches. She began to stroke it causing it to become erected.
“Wow his cock his huge, he would be a good candidate,” Zattana thought as she started to suck his cock.
She slowly sucked on his penis as she bobbed her head up and down. Eventually he blew his load all inside her mouth. She swallowed it and began to crawl back to her seat.
After the first period she went to the bathroom and slide a vibrator all the way up her pussy and turned it on.
She left the bathroom and noticed Justin the biggest jock in high school.
“Hhhhmmmm, with his large muscles and giant cock he would be a good candidate,” Zattana thought.
She went about the day examining different guys and on the verge of orgasming thanks to her vibrator.
This went on for the entire week and it was now Saturday.
Zattana snuck out at 11:00 pm with her motorcycle to go to the cult building to tell them about her decision.
When she got their she changed into her meeting clothes. As she walked out she noticed the demonic sisters walking out(basically satanist nuns). They congratulated Zattana and wished her the best of luck with her decision. After that they walked of to their quarters have sex with demons.
Zattana walked in and approached the man who had asked her about the pregnancy ritual. He was reading a book about demonic rituals and kneeled.
“Have you made your decision?” he asked without even looking away from his book.
“I have,” Zattana replied emotionlessly.
“Very well then state his name,” he said.