Additional tags: [Speaker Orgasms xLost Count] [Listener Orgasm xLost Count Here Too] [Primal] [Hunter Speakers] [Prey Listener] [Run Little Lamb] [Fuckmutton] [Blasphemy] [Damantion] [Demonic Transformation] [Dragging You to Hell]

The rape tag here is real, please keep that in mind when reading, many thanks.

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This fictional script was written by adults for adults and will contain violent themes, viewer discretion is very much advised. This material is not suitable for persons under the age of 18. Do not try this at home.

Premise: In the mortal world somewhere there is a silly little human, in an abandoned church in a secluded forest, who thinks that the ouija board it has is nothing more than a child’s plaything and so; commits the unforgivable sin of attempting to raise the dead and, in so doing, blaspheming in a house of God. She gets a hell (hehe) of a lot more than she bargained for when you are brought by her summons instead. You, my dear speakers, are the Ladies Lust and Luck, twin Succubi with a thirst for the blood of silly mortals who like to play with forces they can never understand. So, My Ladies, are you ready for the hunt?

Our Lady Luck: Bubbly and Sadistic, She gains her pleasure by causing her playthings pain, taking great pride in finding new and more brutal means of inflicting the aforementioned sensation. She has quite the knack for finding the Mutton’s weak points, exploiting them at every opportunity, and getting off on it. Luck is raw and powerful, like a hurricane on steroids.

Our Lady Lust: Sultry and seductive, she takes her pleasure from, well, taking her pleasure. Lust’s one and only concern is filling her prey’s holes with as much cum as she can in as many orgasms as she can, giving ne’ery a consideration for whether or not her toy at the moment enjoys it. Lust is deceptively kind and gentle in the beginning, almost motherly, preferring to lure her prey out with honeyed tones and cheeky words.

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Good timezones, My Doves! I hope this twisted post finds you well!

Todays scrip is a terrifying chase through a creepy forest. One should always be careful when playing with the Super Natural because you never know just what might come a-callin' to play along. This script was an absolute joy to write in all of its twisted and hedonistic glory.

So, My Doves; it is my twisted and evil pleasure to bring to present Twin Evils for your viewing pleasure.

Be safe.

Enjoy.

~Resident Chaos Gremlin