1. The Devil's Pact, Hell Chronicles Chapter 6: To Death


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Cum Swallowing, Female/Female, Lactation, Lesbian, Oral Sex, Transgendered, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    The Devil's Pact, The Hell Chronicles by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter Six: To Death Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Monday, November 17th, 2014 – Svitlana “Lana” Paquet-Holub – Seattle, WA I smiled at the beautiful face of my sleeping daughter. Lily was in her crib, swaddled in a pink blanket. Carrying Lily to term had been a wonderful, trying, tedious, amazing, uncomfortable, loving, and exciting experience. It was all worth it to bring forth my darling daughter. My wife, Chantelle, leaned against me, staring down at her. Lily was a miracle. A daughter born to two mothers. I wasn't talking metaphorically either. Chantelle could grow a thick cock, and she knocked me up. “Thank you, Lilith,” I purred, a reverent shudder passing through me. Chantelle nodded beside me. “Yes. She gave us this miracle,” she purred in her lilting, French-Canadian accent. My wife and me were as different as night and day. She was slim, dark-haired, and lithe, whereas I was blonde, big breasts, and curvy, my voice thick with my Ukrainian accent. We met as strippers—Chantelle would call us exotic dancers—at Deja Vu in Lakewood, Washington. There we debased ourselves for the foul lusts of men before the asshole Mark and his whore enslaved us. And Lilith set us free. She showed us a world free of men. Seattle was the start of our paradise. Every man in the city that had survived wormwood had been exterminated. Tomorrow, Mark Glassner would die. Ziki, Fiona's monstrous daughter, had ...
    posed as Jessica St. Pierre for a year, placed to kill Mark with Mispach, a cursed dagger forged by Cain. “I want another child,” Chantelle said. “Well, why don't we slip off into our rooms and we can work on it,” I giggled. “Just stick that big cock up inside my pussy and I'll suck all the cum out of your ovaries.” “I want your child, Lana,” she said, leaning her head on mine. “I...I want you to fuck me with a cock.” I blinked, looking at my wife. “I thought you didn't want that?” “I changed my mind,” she smiled. “You were so happy carrying Lily. And the month I spent carrying Lamia were wonderful.” Every woman that served Lilith and lived in Seattle had borne the goddess one of her monstrous daughters, creating an army for our goddess. I had born Cora, my hulking manticore daughter. But the pregnancies gestated fast. Only a month to come to term, and only days for our monstrous daughters to grow to maturity. “I want to carry your daughter.” I squeezed my thighs together. I had long wondered what having my own cock would be like. I had resisted the urge out of love for my Chantelle. “Let's do it,” I grinned. “I can't wait to be sliding in and out of your tight pussy.” Chantelle's cheeks colored. “Nor can I. I want tonight to be special, in case...” *Nothing is going to go wrong tomorrow,* I sent to her telepathically. We were connected by the Siyach ritual. Lilith is a Goddess. She can defeat Mark fucking Glassner. Chantelle gave me a sad smile. I threw my arm around her ...
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