Her brain was a dull fog of pleasure, she couldn’t seem to form a concrete thought. Time meant nothing to her in that bliss and for the longest time nothing penetrated it. It seemed endless and likely to go on forever, but like all things it had to come to an end eventually, and that end came slowly, her bliss fading as she came back to herself, laying on Lana’s bed with no intention to get up.
She realized where she was and could feel the last traces of that pleasurable evening on every opening to her body, she could have lain there forever but eventually nature called and she had to bolt to the bathroom.
Ever seen yourself deflate?
Her belly and womb were emptied and her skin figure returned as she emptied her bowels and cleaned her vagina up. She hummed to herself as she showered and cleaned her hair, drying it off and getting dressed, by the time she was back to herself and posing in front of the mirror the last night was but a memory.
She secretly hoped to get another meal out of Lana but found that hope dashed when she discovered Lana was already back to her sexy feminine self, a bandanna tied around her head and cumstained bedsheets in her arms, already busy cleaning up the results of the weekend.
Georgia made the girl clean the floors, cook her breakfast, and start her laundry. Lana did it all without question, clearly in the afterglow of being fucked and doing a lot of fucking herself.
“She seems chipper,” Stella commented the second she’d woken up and sat down at the table with Lana.
“Could you at least try to look proper,” Georgia sighed while setting her tea down, staring at Stella’s dishevelled appearance.
“I can look however I want in my own home,” Stella retorted with a cross of her arms.
Filth and disorganization turns me on,” Georgia warned.
“Then come fucking get some,” Stella ordered while holding her arms aloft.
Her defiant will was gone the second Georgia had her lain on her bedsheets writhing in pleasure.
“I think you found a good spot,” Stella gasped as Georgia’s fingers wrung about in her vaginal folds.
“Of course I found a good spot, unlike you I bothered to study anatomy,” Georgia replied, fingering herself at the same time and staring lustfully at the sweatstained shirt, uncombed hair, and stray hairs on Stella’s legs from where she’d done a pisspoor job shaving. “You’re a disgrace, you know that? You should be neater and tidier like Lana.”
“Fuck Lana!” Stella gasped.
“Oh I did, many times,” Georgia giggled, biting her own lip and daydreaming about the monster cock that Lana had grown the day prior. “She impregnated the entire swim team with that beautiful cock of hers.”
Stella moaned and rocked her hips, her waist writhing about, hips jolting left and right as she both tried to escape Georgia’s fingers and plunge them deeper in her body. Her body was warm and the juices that kept lining up Stella’s fingers were like hot sunscreen. Such a cute little vagina topped by a small unruly field of pubic hair that half buried the cursed rune tattooed above her privates.
“We’re gonna have to fix you up my dear,” Georgia mused as Stella continued to pant and groan, her hands balling up her bedding and her breasts shaking about. She shuddered before screaming in pleasure and letting loose her biggest orgasm yet. Georgi thrust with her fingers a few more times and every time they went deep Stella let out another shudder.
In the afterglow of an orgasm Stella didn’t put up much of a fight. Georgia stripped down again and hopped in the bath with her where she scrubbed the demoness’ hair clean, polished her horns, and exfoliated her pores. She then waxed her body hair and tamed that unruly field of pubes down to a nice smooth surface. Her legs were properly turned smooth, hair hair was nicely done, and once the makeup and clothes were on, Stella seemed to come to, shaking her head and noticing how put together she was.
“Damnit!” Stella whined with a cross of her arms and a pout.
“You’ll thank me later,” Georgia replied in a matter of fact tone. “With the entire swim team pregnant thanks to Lana, the boys on campus will be hungry for some pussy unladen with child.”
“Yeah and with you out of the game I’ll have first pick,” Stella bragged.
“Me? Out of the game,” Georgia laughed. “I had you in such a daze you let me trim and style your hair.”
“Yeah, but those guys will be after some pussy unladen with child,” Stella grinned evilly. “Lana fucked you with the same dick she impregnated the swim team with right? So what stopped her from impregnating you too with that beautiful cursed cock of hers.”
“I...” Georgia started before her put together persona faltered. Panic began to surge through her as she recalled cum oozing out of her pussy that morning as she cleaned. So much cum, spread into her by Lana’s cursed cock. She stood up fast with her cheeks red in embarrassment. “I need to go to the bathroom!”