LEERE - THE LUST demon - CH2 THE daemon AWAKENS

Slowly, but surely, the spectral mist floating around Marie's sleeping form coalesced and solidified. The body of the demon materialised beside her bed, seeming to need strong-arm bod. But there was nothing monstrous or grotesque about the demon's dead body. If anything it was beautiful. The perfect figure of speech of an attractive naked Young man in the prime of his life, fully of energy and virility.

The demon Leere looked down at his newly formed consistence. He admired and caressed the athletic bod of his sculpted masculine physique, inspired from the statues of Greek Mythology from hundred before. His hand drifted down from his muscular breast to his well-formed abdominal cavity, to gently cup his limp penis and testes. He sighed with gratification as he caressed the shaft of his penis, marvelling at it's extraordinary beauty. A true employment of art.

Leere sighed with exhaustion. His body may await virile and full of lifespan, but he didn't finger it. After so long in the depths of the nullity, he badly needed psychical energy ... and soon.

He looked down at the attractive new woman sleeping peacefully on the bed. Fortunately, he had a informant of free energy right in front of him. His new follower would cater all that he needed to live on and thrive in this new world.

Leere looked around him at the way where he found himself. He frowned. Everything looked so dissimilar from the last time he had been on Earth. Everything seemed so clean and jerk, doctor up and comfortable ; so different from the time before his banishment to the void.

Leere turned his aid back to the immature woman. foreplay stirred within his loin. He so wished to fuck her right there and now. But was not able to do that in his current chassis. He would get to wait.

Leere decided to get a considerably smell at his new follower. Leere entered Marie's head telepathically, telling her through hint to get up and wash. He wanted to see her blank and fresh.

Soon after, Marie's eyes blinked candid and she stumbled out of bed. Marie looked in Leere's direction, but did not see him. As a ogre, he was invisible to the human eye. She did not know he was there.

Bleary eyed, she undressed and made her way to the lav. She entered the exhibitor booth, turned on the pee and started to wash out herself.

Leere was amazed at the level of technology and hygiene in this new world. matter really had changed substantially since the stopping point time he wandered the world. He wondered what class it was. But that was for another time.

He turned his attention to the young cleaning lady in the shower. She really was attractive with her disconsolate tomentum and slightly tanned flabby hide. He admired her small boob, the soft curves of her petite physical structure and her fountainhead influence buttocks. Leere reflected how fortunate he was. He really had fallen on his feet here. Not only had he been miraculously summoned back into the world from the duskiness of the vacancy, but he had been given the tools to succeed. things could not be better.

Of course, there were pocket-sized improvements he would like to make to his new follower. Her organic structure could be a little more than firm, supple and flexible in home. But with his tycoon, that would not take aim long to fix.

For now he needed to gather some psychic vitality. And for that, he needed his new follower to have an orgasm. Fortunately, generating intimate arousal was the main ability of a thirst demon.

In Holy Order to create intimate arousal, his new minion would involve some form of external simulation. Leere was yet not in a spatial relation to mother arousing images in her mind. He could not use his own magnificently sculptured trunk as Marie could not see it. So he used the only stimulation useable : Marie's own body. Leere's physical form dissolved and his spectral mist entwined around the body of the young woman.

Marie covered herself in a lather of soap, as the Leere's ghostly tendrils snaked around her in a firm salacious embracement. As the Loretta Young woman began to wash herself down, her work force seemed to hold a animation of their own. The Cy Young woman sighed as her finger's breadth danced over her consistence, caressing the soft pelt of her abdomen and stern. She gasped as her manus cupped own her breast and fondled them roughly, causing her nipples to go hard under her palms. She groaned as she felt individual's fingers slide into her vagina and caress her button, only to agnise they were her own.

The new woman looked down at herself, seemingly mesmerised by the beauty of her own body and increasingly aroused by the sex act she was performing on herself. She moaned and smiled with joy as she steadily fucked her vagina and caressed her clit with the fingers of both work force. With the subtle influence of the Leere within her, the Thomas Young cleaning lady fingered herself steadily to the speech rhythm of the monster's hypnotising strain, without pause or relent, driving her inexorably to that minute of shroud bliss.

And then, at net, she was there. Marie slammed one hired hand against the shower screen to stabilise herself as she cried out and her facial expression distorted into a grimace of joy. Leere roared with ecstasy and assuagement as she climaxed, a wave of psychic energy entering and rushing through him in a whirlwind of delight.

Sighing and smiling with dozy atonement, Marie leaned herself against the plastic shower screen for a present moment, letting the piss continue to teem down on top of her. Then she washed herself down and stepped out of the cubicle.

Leere left her body and reformed into his forcible anatomy in front line of her, slightly more perk up than before. Masturbation was a poor way to replenish his psychic energy, but it was the only thing available to him until other opportunities arose.

Leere looked upon his new unwitting follower as she dried herself off and put on some underclothing. He really was prosperous to experience found this one. She was more attractive and sensual than she realised. And more exciting than the cultists who had declared their loyalty to him in the past. She would make him powerful again ; and he would clear her well-chosen. He was trusted of it.

Dressed in Andrew D. White panties and a bra, Marie returned to her bed and lay down on her book binding. It was a tender nighttime and she did not need any book binding. Exhausted by the Nox's activities, she fell immediately into a mystifying peaceful sleep.

Leere moved beside her and let his paw drift over her, knowing she could not feel his speck. He caressed the textile of her white cotton step-in and bra, delighting in the visual sense and touch of the soft fabric against the contours of her body. This new universe was total of surprises that we would be sure to delight in.

He let his mind sum with hers for a moment and found that she was dreaming of man. They were kissing passionately, and it was clear that she was in love with him, or at least had been in the past. That was one thing that Leere would hold to investigate and get by with, along with so many others in this new modernistic humanity. But for now, his new follower would ask to rest. Tomorrow would be a busy day for her.

Leere let his mannequin dissipate and went into temporary hibernation, awaiting for Marie to wake up .