Damned Dumb Demon

Mary scowled as she flipped through the pages of the scuffed book.

“Guys, this book is full of spelling mistakes. And most of the ‘potions’ chapter is just recipes for soup and chili.”

Sean poured the last line of flour onto the living room carpet as straight as he could, completing the pentagram.

“C’mon, Kaitlin said she only paid 50 cents. What do you expect?” He stood and dusted his hands. “How does this look, you two?”

Mary stood staring at the design, clearly uncomfortable. The satanic symbol was in bizarre contrast to the tasteful opulence of the rest of the room.

Kaitlin got up from the couch to inspect it. “Excellent, Sean. The lines are mostly straight. The circle is perfect. Though I still don’t think flour is an approved substance.”

Sean shrugged. “Chalk would be hard to get out of the carpet. This will vacuum right up. Anyway, I’m sure scented candles aren’t approved either, but it’s all we have.” He placed a candle at each point of the star.

Kaitlin grinned. “Good enough to summon a boyfriend for Mary.”

“The book calls it a love enticement,” said Mary. “Isn’t a summoning when they appear out of thin air? Anyway, it doesn’t matter. You don’t believe in this garbage any more than I do.”

“Oh, sure we do,” teased Kaitlin. “We do the spell, the doorbell rings and instead of trick-or-treaters, it’ll be a shirtless millionaire with great abs, ready to sweep you away. Though really, showing off your boobs a little more is all the enticement you need, Mar.” She glanced down at her own B-cup breasts and sighed.

Mary pursed her lips. “That’s just the type of guy I don’t want, Kat. You know that.”

Big boobs, blonde hair and a sunny, innocent face made her a target of drooling idiots from an early age. She learned to be wary of all men.

Except for Sean. Her best friend since kindergarten, they shared secrets and adventures, once even playing doctor. Mary longed for it to be more, but she was torn: He was so outgoing and athletic. How could he ever be satisfied with a shy, curvy homebody like her?

Kaitlin was more his type: bold, funny, and exotic. Her Japanese mother and Spanish father gave her an enticing ‘can’t quite place it’ loveliness with a lean frame, tawny skin and lively almond eyes. Her outgoing personality had guys at their college drooling over her, as did some women. To Mary’s surprise, Kaitlin dated both.

Mary couldn’t picture what two women did together. Yet she had recurring thoughts of stroking Kaitlin’s cheek and running her hand along her lovely body, thoughts that sent unexpected warm tingles through her.

When they met Kaitlin during Frosh Week, Sean was enamored. They started dating, but it didn’t last—Mary never heard why. Still, the three of them stayed friends and hung out constantly both on campus and off.

That night she invited Sean to her house to help hand out treats, eager to have him alone. Her parents were at a costume party at a downtown hotel and were staying there overnight. It was the perfect chance to tell him how she felt, if she could find the courage this time. As she watched Sean adjusting the pentagram and candles, she felt her heart surge with love and desire.

She glanced at Kaitlin. When she learned Mary’s parents would be away for the night, Kaitlin invited herself along. It was her suggestion to liven up the evening by trying the ‘love spell’ in the book she found. Mary didn’t like it, but maybe it would help set the scene for later with Sean. If she could get Kaitlin to leave when it was time.

~~~~

Sean noticed Mary frowning at the thick lines of flour he had drawn on the carpet and the worried glance she gave him.

“Don’t worry,” he said, “We won’t leave a mess. I’ll stay here all night if needed.”

Sean saw Mary’s lips part as she flushed and turned away. He could never read her, or any woman for that matter. Many times when they were alone it seemed like she wanted to kiss him but when he made a move, she withdrew into sullen silence.

He knew why. Mary was smart, caring, always cheerful, and never swore. She went to church. Her parents were rich. Meanwhile, Sean struggled in school, ashamed of his unemployable drunken father and their rundown bungalow. He could only afford college because of a sports scholarship. Someone so angelic could never love a mongrel like him.

At one time he fantasized they would be each other’s first—discovering each other’s bodies then locking eyes as they joined. That dream died when Mary slept with Billy Morris after Senior Prom. Since then, Sean started dating and sleeping around, but it was empty. There was never a connection.

When Mary invited him over to help with Halloween, Sean was determined to try one more time to express his love, that it would not be like every other awkward time they were alone. He asked Kaitlin to come along.

She protested. “I think Mary wants to be alone with you. Maybe you two will finally stop circling each other like stray cats and get down to it.”

“Yeah, but I get nervous. Can you help break the ice? Maybe smooth things over in case I say something stupid?”

Kaitlin laughed. “Guys always say something stupid. Okay, I’ll come. I have some ideas how to get things going.”

~~~~

The ringing of a timer came from the kitchen, quickly followed by a bing-bong from the front door.

“Oh!” said Mary, “That’s the last batch of cookies. Kat, would you get the door?” She ran to check the oven.

Kaitlin exchanged a glance with Sean. “Little miss homemaker.”

Sean smiled. “Yep. Little miss homemaker.”

“Trick or treat!” Three small kids held out pillowcases as they clustered on the front step. Their parents hovered out on the sidewalk.

Kaitlin dropped double handfuls of treats into each kid’s sack and complimented their costumes. There was a Pikachu, a Wonder Woman and a skeleton.

Kaitlin closed the door just as Mary arrived carrying a tray of ghost cookies. Her frilly pink apron looked like it came straight out of the 1950s.

“Darn, I missed them,” said Mary. “They were probably the last kids too. It’s getting late.”

Kaitlin eyed Mary’s apron and bit her tongue. “Good,” she said. “Then we get to eat them.” She snatched one from the tray and bit off the head. “Mmmm. They’re great, Mar. Don’t know why you bother, though.”

“It’s fun,” said Mary. “The kids take the time to dress up for us. They deserve something special, along with all the regular junk.”

When they returned to the living room, Sean had lit the candles. Aromas of vanilla and mulberry filled the air.

Kaitlin said, “Looks like we’re ready. Let’s do this!”

Sean opened the book of spells. “One ‘love enticement’ coming up! Okay, Mary. It says you kneel in the middle of the pentagram while we chant. Don’t smudge the flour.”

Mary shuddered. “I don’t know about this, guys. It’s Halloween. The spirit world is closest to us now.”

Kaitlin said, “Mary, loosen up. We’re just having fun.”

“Bobbing for apples is fun Carving pumpkins is fun. Performing a black magic ritual on All Hallows Eve? What if we… what if something happens?”

Sean gave a half-smile. “Like what? We open a portal to Hell?”

Mary nodded. “Yeah. Exactly like that.” She fingered the silver crucifix hanging at her throat.

Sean walked over and hugged her, enjoying the feel of her luscious body and smell of her hair.

“If we wind up in Hell, Mar, I’ll be Virgil to your Dante, okay? We’ll go to the center, climb down Satan’s legs to Purgatory and then on to Paradise.”

In first year they had written a paper on Dante’s Inferno—a bowl-shaped world of descending concentric rings, each ring a unique torture for a specific sin: howling winds for the lustful, boiling pitch for corrupt politicians.

At the bottom was a frozen lake with a giant Lucifer towering waist-deep in the ice. Mary and Sean laughed to discover that part of hell was already frozen over.

Mary clung as Sean hugged her, thinking paradise would be him holding her the way he was, but in love, not friendship. She forced herself to pull away.

“Okay, you guys. Let’s get this over with. Then we eat the cookies and all the leftover candy, okay?”

Kaitlin stood beside Sean and put her arm around him, reading from the book. “Okay, Mar. Kneel and face the East towards the Morning Star. That’s uh, towards the dining room. Put your hands on your knees and bow your head. Good. Now Sean and I do the chant.”

Mary took a deep breath, still fingering her crucifix, and reminded herself it was all just a game.

Sean had trouble concentrating with Kaitlin pressed to his side. She never explained why she broke up with him. They only started kissing before she called it off. But he was glad they stayed friends. And maybe he could get a second chance—he might never be good enough for Mary, but sometimes he caught Kaitlin gazing at him. There might still be hope with her.

Together, Kaitlin and Sean recited the incantation titled “love enticement”:

Attenrobendum eos,

ad ligandum eos,

potiter eos,

coram me.

O Domine de tenebris

hanc sacratissimam noctem

dona nobis servi infernum;

discordiae usque ad partum, et chao

in mortale mundi

accipe sacrificium ingrediens elit magnis quinque

There was silence. Mary looked up. “Is that it?”

Kaitlin traced her finger further down the page. “Oh. Now you say ‘So mote it be,’ Mary.”

“What does that mean?”

“What does any of it mean? Just say it.”

Mary sighed and said the words.

As the last syllable left her mouth, the lights in the house went out and a thump rattled the room.

Mary gasped. Kaitlin tightened her arm around Sean.

Streetlights cast shadows through the living room window as the autumn wind swayed branches and swirled leaves along the street.

Sean laughed nervously. “That’s great timing, huh? Must have blown a fuse.” The flickering of the pentagram candles barely lit the edges of the room.

A gravelly voice rumbled, “Naw. Weren’t no fuse. I stole the energy so’s I could materialize.”

Beside the china cabinet hunched an enormous dark figure. Its skin was the dark red of congealed blood. Sharpened ox horns curved from its temples. Short tusks jutted from its jaw. Muscular goat legs coarse with hair led to black cloven hooves.

“Holy fucking shit!” yelled Sean.

Mary’s eyes went wide. A thin keening wail issued from her as she scrambled backwards out of the pentagram, smearing the flour and upsetting a candle. It sputtered and drowned in spilled wax.

“It’s Satan,” wailed Mary. “Lucifer has come for us!”

Kaitlin and Sean went to her. The three huddled together on the floor, staring at the figure.

“Naw,” rumbled the figure, “you idiots ain’t worth His attention. That limp-dick summoning only rated a Class C demon like me.” He belched and scratched an armpit, looking around the room.

“We didn’t summon anyone,” said Sean. “We were doing a love charm.”

“None of you dumbasses knows Latin, huh? Maybe edumacate yerself before reading shit outta strange books.”

The demon stood and stretched, ducking when his horns gouged the ceiling. His chest bulged with muscle. Mary gasped when his dong came into view, massive enough to shame a stallion. Behind it, balls like tangerines protruded, coated in wiry hairs.

“So this is the world,” said the creature. “Kinda posh. Thought you mortals was livin’ in mud huts or sumpin.”

The demon shivered. “Brr. The world’s cold!” He pointed a claw at the coffee table and gave a look of concentration. The tabletop burst into flame.

“Fuck!” yelled Kaitlin. She grabbed a blanket from the back of the couch and smothered the fire. She pointed to the fireplace already laid with logs. “In there! Do it in there.”

The demon swished a hand toward the fireplace and a cheery blaze lit the room. He stalked towards the heat on his backwards goat legs. The three friends saw a tiny goat tail swishing back and forth over a crusty-looking asshole.

Sean looked to Kaitlin and Mary. Mary clung to him, trembling. Kaitlin looked skeptical.

“That’s your friend Dave, isn’t it,” she said. “It kind of sounds like him.”

Sean was incredulous. “What? Does that look like a costume? Dave’s at the campus Halloween party. And he isn’t seven feet tall and hung like a mule.”

“DO something,” Mary said in a shrill voice.

Sean cleared his throat. “Uh, Mr. Demon? There’s been a mistake. We were just playing around. We found a book and didn’t know it was real.”

The demon turned to warm his ass against the fire. A sharp animal smell began overpowering the scent from the candles.

“I know whatcha was doin’. Dumb fuckin’ kids. Well, I’m here now. Ain’t never been in the world before. Gonna cause a commotion while I’s here. And I’s always wanted ta fuck mortals. The udder demons say you scream better than the souls we fuck in hell.” The demon grinned, revealing sinister fangs.

Sean saw the demon’s dong becoming engorged. He grabbed the book and scanned the index.

“There has to be an undo spell, right? Some kind of delete?”

Kaitlin said, “I think that’s called a banishment.”

“Whatever. Help find one, guys.”

Kaitlin and Mary helped Sean scour the index. There was nothing.

The demon gave a throaty chuckle. “Haw! You ain’t getting me gone so easy. I feel your fear. Your shame. The regret. I’m gonna stay here a long time. Fuck each one of you. ‘Specially the virgin there.” He pointed a claw at Mary.

Mary flicked her eyes to Sean. “But… but I’m not a virgin. I told you!”

The demon chuckled. “Ain’t no secrets in Heaven or Hell, ya know? Ya lied, little miss saintly… saving yourself fer him.” He pointed at Sean. “In the pentagram you was thinking only ’bout fucking him. Doesn’t matter now. Yer cunt is mine.”

The demon stepped toward Mary, his dick erect and terrifying.

Sean found an entry in the book’s index and flipped to the page.

“Protective circle! Mary, Kat… quick. Erase the star. Repair the circle and get inside!”

The girls ran over and got on their hands and knees, wiping away the flour of the star and fixing the smudged lines of the circle to close it. They kneeled inside, wide-eyed and holding each other.

He demon laughed and with a fetid breath blew away some flour. The girls scrambled to close the circle again.

“Ha-ha,” laughed the demon. “Shoulda used chalk. Or blood. Now let’s get started with the fucking.”

The doorbell bing-bonged. The demon looked around. “Wassat?”

“It’s Halloween,” said Sean. “Must be some late trick-or-treaters.”

“Haw! Fresh meat!” The demon stomped towards the door.

Sean ran after him. “Wait! They’re just kids! Leave them alone and you can do what you want with me.”

The demon paused. “Huh. You fer real? But I can’t do nuttin’ to innocents anyways. How you get rid of ’em?”

“We give them treats and they go away.” Sean pointed to the plastic bowl of chips and candy bars. A few of Mary’s ghost cookies remained on the tray beside them.

“And if we don’t?”

“Well, they’re supposed to play a trick on us. Egg the house. Throw toilet paper into the trees. But they’ll probably just cry and tell their parents.”

“Extortion!” grinned the demon. “That’s some Ninth Circle sinning right there. Works for me!” The demon reached for the door.

“WAIT!” said Sean. “Your dick is hanging out. Wait a sec.” He spotted Mary’s apron draped over the back of the hall chair.

“Here,” he said, holding it out. The demon tied it around his waist. The thin pink fabric barely hid the outline of his massive dong.

“Okay now, mortal?”

“Good enough,” said Sean.

The demon yanked open the door. The toddlers screamed, but one teenager escorting them said “Cool! Best costume yet, dude!”

The demon eyed the children. There was a princess, a robot and some kind of dog. Or maybe it was an otter. He thrust the bowl of candy at the children.

“Deceitful harlequins!” he boomed. “Take your ransom and flee in shame. My lord Lucifer will repay thy sins with eternal torment in the fires of Gehenna!” He dumped the bowl into one kid’s bag and slammed the door.

Sean was impressed. “That was very eloquent.”

“Yeah,” grinned the demon. “The boys back home been coaching me. Say I don’t talk demonic enough. Fuck ’em. I can say words when I needs to.”

He pulled Sean back to the living room. The girls stood huddled together inside the protective circle, desperately scouring the book for anything that might help.

The demon wore a satisfied grin. “I’m gonna win points for corrupting innocents with bribes.” With one hand he began rubbing a nipple. The other reached beneath the apron to stroke his dick. “Yeah, big points. Oh yeah. Mmmm.”

Sean pulled away from the demon and stepped inside the circle. He studied the demon as it pleasured itself. “Uh, what kind of demon did you say you are?”

“Hades Client Service Associate Class C. Mostly I do whip duty in Bolgia One. Sometime I fills in at the Seventh Circle when the centaurs go down to Bolgia Two to take a shit.”

Mary said, “Circles? Bolgia? You mean Dante’s description of Hell is real?”

The demon tossed his chin. “It is for you.”

Sean and Mary exchanged a glance. Sean turned to the demon and mustering a commanding voice said, “Then get thee back to Hell, demon. This has been willed where what is willed must be.”

The demon snorted. “Think you’re Virgil, do ya? That shit only works in Hell. And only if you have a tourist visa.”

Sean sighed. “It was worth a try.”

“Okey doaky,” said the demon. “Enough chit-chat. Let’s get to the fucking.”

He waved an arm across the three friends. Their clothes became brittle and rotten as if aging hundreds of years in a second. When they moved, at all crumbled to dust and fell, leaving them naked.

Sean gasped and put a hand over his dick. Mary and Kaitlin hunched over, covering themselves.

The three friends eyed each other, embarrassed.

After a few moments, Kaitlin dropped her arms. “It’s just skin, guys. Everyone’s naked under their clothes, you know.”

Sean drank in the vision of Kaitlin’s naked form. Downy black hairs barely hid her perfect clam pussy. Her breasts were small but larger than he had imagined, delicately shaped and capped by delicious dark areolas.

He slowly moved his hand away. Kaitlin appraised his dick momentarily before scanning the rest of him. She smiled and nodded in approval. College football and basketball kept him fit and lean.

Mary, seeing how her friends stood without shame, swallowed then dropped her arms to her sides. Her bountiful breasts bobbed into view, jutting like invitations, topped with large delicate areolas and eraser-thick nipples. Her lovely pussy was topped by carefully trimmed fur slightly darker than the blonde hair of her head.

Sean had to clear his throat before speaking. “God. Mary. Kat. You’re both so beautiful.”

Mary ducked her head at the compliment, hiding a shy smile. Kaitlin beamed then spun around so Sean could see all of her. Her bum was tight and firm. Her hips spoke of fit fertility.

Mary scowled. Not to be outdone, also spun around. She was pale and flawless, her body more Bottecelli than Rubens—shapely, lush and glowing with womanhood.

Sean felt his dick rising at the sight of his friends, so beautiful and exposed. Instead, he also spun to give them a look.

“Nice buns,” said Kaitlin.

“Nice abs and, uh… package?” said Mary. “Is that what you say?”

“Awright, mortals,” said the demon. “Party’s over. Now I get to fuck you all to death.”

He reached toward them but when as claw intersected the circle, blue fire erupted around the wrist.

He yanked it back. “Owww! Unfair! Ain’t supposed to work dat way. Musta forgot some instruction.”

He clapped his hands then spread them vertically. A flame-flecked translucent scroll appeared, hovering between his palms. Instead of writing, it had bright pictures and arrows, like the instructions for assembling Lego or flatpack furniture.

“Lemmeseenow…” he muttered, squinting and tracing the diagrams with one claw.

Kaitlin grabbed the book of spells and riffled through it furiously. “There has to be something we can do…”

Mary and Sean stood beside her, reading along.

“Hey,” said Kaitlin. “Check out Appendix C:

“Demons require energy to enter and remain in the mortal realm. They are sustained by all energy but most powerful are negative ones: fear, anger, jealousy, lust and similar emotions provide nourishment for demons to manifest in our reality. Deepen the flavor of your soups by cooking onions, garlic and other aromatics until soft before you add liquids.

Positive energies, especially those of happiness and love (familial, brotherly and erotic) weaken and counteract the strength of demons. Helpful Tip: Fish sauce is the secret ingredient that adds zing to any chili recipe.”

Kaitlin said, “Whoever wrote this book should be shot.”

“Okay,” said Mary. “So we think nice thoughts? Sing happy songs?”

“I think it has to be more than that,” said Kaitlin. “Look here:”

“Sex magick mobilizes the creative power of sexual energy to obtain a goal. Be it to heal, attract money or banish demonic forces, adding sexual energy increases the intensity, like adding gasoline to fire.”

Mary blanched. “Does that mean what I think? Is there some other way?”

Kaitlin thumbed through more pages. “Well, there’s Knot Magick, Dream Magick, Crystal Magick… a bunch of others. But it says Sex Magick is the strongest.”

“Haw,” laughed the demon. “Come outta that circle. I’ll give ya all more sex than ya can handle.”

Mary grabbed the book and read further.

“It’s not sex. Not exactly,” she said. “They’re talking about strong positive emotions best expressed in, oh… sexual relations. Says it can be just masturbation, but when it’s with others there can be some kind of feedback loop that amplifies the energy.”

Mary lowered the book and blinked. She looked at her friends. “I think they’re really talking about love.”

She flipped the page. “You direct the energy to a talisman or symbol.”

“Like what?” asked Kaitlin.

“Well… any object, really. It’s just a symbol to focus the mind.”

The trio looked around the room. The cute porcelain figurines on the mantle seemed inappropriate. The crucifix on the wall had vanished, leaving a sooty outline.

The demon clapped his hands again. The scroll disappeared. With a deep breath, he blew away part of the circle of flour while making intricate motions with one hand.

“There we goes,” he boomed. He grabbed Kaitlin, pulled her out and flung her to the floor.

“Kat!” yelled Sean and Mary. They reached for her but she was too far.

“You’re first, half-breed.” He ripped away the pink apron to reveal his jutting penis.

Kaitlin stared wide-eyed at the demon’s dong. To her friends she said, “It’s okay guys. I can handle this. Fix the circle. Here…” She grabbed a decorative pillow that had fallen on the floor from the couch. It was red and heart-shaped with little arms extending from the sides. Mary had found it at a Swedish big box store.

“Do the magic,” she said. “I’ll keep our friend entertained.”

The demon pulled Kaitlin from the floor. The coarse hair covering his goat legs scratched her skin as he reached an arm under her ass. She flung her arms around his neck to support herself as the demon spread her thighs, his terrible dick aimed at the delicate folds of her pussy.

“Are you hungry?” said Kaitlin.

“Whut?” breathed the demon.

“Food,” said Kaitlin. “It must have been a long trip to get here. What do they feed you in Hell?”

The demon looked confused. “We feast on the flesh of the damned.”

“So you’re not a vegan, huh? C’mon… let’s raid the fridge. You can try something new.”

The demon frowned. “I wanna fuck.”

“Yeah well, we’ll do that too. But many people say good food is better than sex.”

“Mortals are fools!”

From the circle, Mary said, “Yes! Remember, there’s a circle of hell just for gluttony. Food has to be good if it has its own circle, right?”

The demon lowered Kaitlin. “I dunno…”

Kaitlin took the demon’s hand and pulled him towards the kitchen. “Come check it out! Sex has to be better on a full stomach.”

In the silence of the living room, Sean and Mary eyed each other with guarded relief.

“They could be back any time,” said Mary. She clutched the heart-shaped pillow to her chest. “So do we do this… sex magick?”

“What else can we do? It might work, Mary.” Sean took her hand. “If it really is about love, the truth is… I love you.”

Mary blinked then said, “Sure. I love you too, Sean. You’re my best friend.”

“No, Mary. I mean… I really love you. I want to be with you. I’ve always wanted to be with you. Forever.”

Mary froze, mouth open.

Sean looked away. “Yeah. Okay. I know. You deserve someone better. I’m sorry. I just had to tell you.”

Trembling, Mary stepped close and pulled Sean’s arms around her.

“Sean… I’ve dreamed of hearing that for so long. I love you too. I always have. I always will.”

She tilted her face up to his. Now Sean was open-mouthed.

“I tried to tell you,” she said, eyes flooding. “So many times. I’m sorry. I’m so weak.”

Sean ran his hand up her naked back, causing Mary’s legs to go wobbly at the sensation. He then made a fist in her hair and pulled her mouth to his.

Their kiss was long and expressive. It spoke of need and regret, of love and promise. They embraced, reveling in truth finally revealed.

What began as a kiss of love soon became one of passion. They began caressing each other, first with hesitation and then with hunger. Sean pressed his hardness against Mary and she ground against him. Her moisture became a river of need.

Sean lowered Mary to the carpet and put the heart pillow under her head. The lovers continued to kiss and embrace, Sean exploring Mary’s generous breasts while he guided her hand to his hardness. Mary grasped it, marveling at the warmth and firmness, and the insistent jutting of Sean’s hips.

Mary’s hips were doing the same. She couldn’t help but rut against his leg. Her body was on fire as was her soul, fed by lust and her deep love for Sean—the handsome, outgoing man who had been her companion since childhood and who she hoped would be so forever. She yearned to give him everything: her friendship, her love, her body. At that moment, Mary especially wanted to give him her body.

~~~~

In the kitchen, Kaitlin had the refrigerator open and was offering the demon items one by one. She felt weird being naked in the light of the open fridge as its cool air spilled across her toes.

The demon sat cross-legged on the tile, sniffing a jar of pickles. He extracted one with a claw and sucked it into his foul mouth.

“Tastes like spleen. With just a hint of gall bladder,” he said. “Yummy.”

He tilted back his head and dumped the contents of the jar into his fanged maw.

Kaitlin kept offering him samples. He spat out the ice cream but loved pickles, onion, garlic, and cheese, the stinkier the better. He went wild for sauerkraut and chugged entire bottles of lemon juice. Kaitlin tried stretching it out, hoping that back in the living room Sean and Mary could work whatever magic they could.

She would do anything for them. It wasn’t just that Sean and Mary were her friends. When she dated Sean, it became obvious it made Mary miserable. So she broke it off. Kaitlin was sure Sean and Mary loved each other. She tried several times to get one or the other to admit it.

That night was just the latest attempt. She hoped the ‘love spell’ would lighten things up enough to give them an excuse to confess their feelings. Then perhaps she could confess hers.

She loved her friends, and lusted for them, too. She had fantasized about the three of them together in bed since the day they first met. But she knew that while Sean and Mary circled each other, it could never happen.

If they couldn’t get rid of the demon Kaitlin thought maybe she could make a bargain to spare her friends—even if it meant her winding up in Hell.

As she watched the demon suck pickled onions and chug vinegar, Kaitlin thought he looked smaller. When he stood and belched, his horns no longer scratched the ceiling.

“That wasn’t awful, mortal,” he said. “Oh! Urk!” The demon clutched his stomach as moans of passion wafted from the living room.

~~~~

Mary had pulled Sean on top of her and spread her legs. Her need for him was overpowering. Her heart was bursting with love.

“Make love to me, Sean,” she said. “Take me.”

Sean looked into her eyes. He had dreamed of hearing those words for years. Now, desperate with desire, his heart filled with love, doubt and concern flooded through him.

“Mary… this is crazy. You deserve better than this for your first time. You deserve better than me. Are you even protected?”

“Sean… you’re the only guy I’ve ever wanted. I only said I slept with Billy Morris so you wouldn’t feel like it was a big deal to be with me. But it backfired.” She looked into his eyes and wrapped her legs around his waist. “Now make me a woman. Your woman. It’s okay.”

She was rutting against him, her slick pussy sliding along the underside of his dick. He tried to resist, but when the head of his cock lodged at her opening, his will faded. He needed her. He had to have her. Mary. His Mary.

He pushed just inside.

“Oh… mmmm,” breathed Mary, thrilled at the sensation. “That’s good. Keep doing that.”

Sean withdrew and pushed again, popping past the ring of her opening. She was snug and so warm. She seemed to be drawing him inside of her.

Mary tilted her hips and Sean slid deeper still. She felt stretching as he opened her. It was uncomfortable, but it didn’t hurt. Not really.

Sean lost control and bucked, thrusting the rest of the way. Mary yelped. That time it hurt.

The lovers froze, staring at each other.

“Are you okay, Mar? Did I hurt you? I couldn’t resist.”

Mary just smiled. He was in her! Her beautiful Sean was inside her. They were making love. They were finally joined.

“I just need to get used to you,” she said. “You feel fantastic.” She wriggled, feeling his girth, the sense of fullness stretching her further. For the first time in her life, Mary felt complete. She just hoped she could make it good for Sean. He had done this before. She hadn’t.

“Fuck me, Sean. Take me.”

Sean growled. He kissed her and pulled out slightly. Mary felt a sense of emptiness until he pushed back in all the way. Feeling him buried to the hilt inside her was incredible. Mary moaned, her heart exploding with love and joy.

The demon staggered in from the kitchen, yanking the naked Kaitlin by her arm.

“Stop that!” he bellowed, then lapsed into a consumptive fit of coughs. The demon shivered, beads of sweat appearing all over his red skin. There was no doubt he was smaller now—barely as tall as Kaitlin. Even his horns, once magnificent and threatening, now looked more like antelope prongs.

Inside the circle, the two lovers were oblivious, focused only on each other as they made love. Sean thrust gently into Mary, who clung and moaned, pushing back, hands clamped to his ass, urging him on.

Seeing her friends, Kaitlin felt happiness and a pang of envy. She envisioned herself under Sean, or lapping Mary’s clit while she lapped hers in a sixty-nine as Sean fucked her.

The demon sensed her thoughts. “Ah!” he yelled. “Avarice! Envy! The root of every evil.”

He flung Kaitlin across the room. She landed hard onto the couch and he stalked towards her. He looked less fearful with his smaller stature, but his dick was still threatening as it jutted at her.

The demon pulled Kaitlin’s legs apart, preparing to take her, but she said, “Wait! Lay back. First let me serve you, Master.” She slid to the floor and guided the demon to sit, positioning herself between his now spindly goat legs.

The demon chuckled. “Heh, I ain’t no master. I’m just a demon Class C. But I like the sound of that. Go on, mortal. Pleasure me with your mouth. It won’t save you.”

His dong throbbed as he looked down at her. He grabbed her head and jammed his dick into her mouth.

Kaitlin gagged as the meaty pole rammed the back of her throat. She tasted barnyard and smelled rot. Quickly, she started pumping the demon’s shaft with one hand and cupped his balls with the other as she began to bob. The demon grunted and lay back.

Sean and Mary were only dimly aware of the obscene spectacle across the room. Sean was fighting not to come while Mary, driven by her need and by instinct, did everything she could to make him. She writhed. She gasped and moaned. She raked her nails over his ass and stroked the back of his neck. She kissed him as he thrust, whispering how she loved him, had always loved him, and always would.

Soon it was more than Sean could take and he tumbled past the point of no return. He tried pulling out, but Mary locked her legs behind his and clung. Helpless, he shoved into her hard and began filling her with powerful jets of cum.

Mary felt him twitching, then a surge of wetness and realized she had made him come. The joy she felt triggered her own orgasm, which blossomed outwards until blinding ecstasy cascaded through her. She threw her head back and groaned in lust-filled joy.

From the corner of her eye, Kaitlin had watched Sean and Mary mating. When they came at the same time, she felt no envy, only love and happiness for her friends. She swallowed the demon’s fetid dick with renewed determination, thinking what she could do to save them.

“Aargh! It burns!” The demon shoved Kaitlin back, dislodging her and sending her sprawling backwards on the floor.

The demon stood. He looked to be only four feet tall now.

“Damned harlot,” he said, voice high and squeaky now. He coughed and choked, examining his dick as if it had been scalded. “You’re in love with them. And you wanna sacrifice yourself for them. That’s sick! What happened to all the lust? The envy? You was all hot to fuck each other. Now it’s all this love shit. I can’t take you to Hell like this.” He stumbled back onto the couch, coughing harder.

Sean scrambled to his feet and pulled Mary up from the floor. Kaitlin rushed to them and the three friends hugged inside the protective circle.

“Kat, are you okay?” asked Sean.

Kaitlin wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “Nothing a lot of mouthwash won’t fix. It was an interesting experience. You guys were amazing. I’m so happy you finally admitted you’re in love.”

Sean said, “It won’t matter if we don’t get rid of that guy.”

Mary bent and fetched the heart-shaped pillow. “Think this has received enough sex magick now?” She turned to the demon who was gurgling and trying to stand. “Hey goatdick… catch!” She flung the pillow at him.

The pillow bounced off the demon’s wrinkled chest. He gave a reedy scream as white welts surfaced on his deep red skin.

“That fucking stung! Nice try, but not enough to save all three of ya.”

Between coughs, the demon stumbled over and blew a gap in the circle of flour, again making a motion with his hand. He grabbed Sean and pulled him out while the girls screamed.

The demon bent Sean over the coffee table, holding him down by his neck. “Awright, loverboy. This is payback for ruining my virgin. Spread ’em and say ‘ahh’.”

Once again the doorbell bing-bonged.

The demon faltered. “There’s too many innocents close by. It weakens me.” He pulled Sean to his feet. “Get ridda ’em. Now!”

Sean grabbed the blanket from the couch and wrapped it over himself, hoping to make it look like a toga. He went to the door.

Twenty small kids and teenagers cheered and hooted. “Show us the demon! We want to see the demon!”

~~~~

In the living room, Kaitlin hugged Mary, trying to calm her.

“It’s okay. We’ll get rid of him next time. We just need more positive energy.”

Mary looked at Kaitlin. “Making love with Sean was the most wonderful experience of my life, Kat. I don’t know what more we could do.”

“Uh, well, we could try some things together. You and I, I mean. If… if you wanted.” Kaitlin cast an apologetic, hopeful look at her friend.

Mary looked her up and down. “Kat?”

“I love you too, Mary,” said Kaitlin. “As my friend, but also… other ways. You know I like girls too.”

“Well, yeah, but… me? You love me… like that?”

“Mar, I’ve been hot for you and Sean since the day we first met.”

“Then why did you break it off with him in First Year?”

Kaitlin shrugged one shoulder. “I didn’t want to. But I saw how it hurt you. I couldn’t stand that.”

“I don’t own him, Kat. If you two were happy together, I’d be happy too.”

Kaitlin shook her head. “No. You’d be miserable and bend over backwards to hide it.” She paused. “This is hard for me to say, Mary, but what I’ve always dreamed of is, uh… being with both of you.” She flashed a sheepish smile.

Mary gasped, hand flying to her mouth. “Both? How… That’s… Oh, my goodness.” She turned her back, her heart racing at the idea.

After a moment, Kaitlin put her hand on Mary’s shoulder. “Sorry, Mary. Didn’t mean to shock you. I know it’s wild. Forget I said anything.”

It stunned Kaitlin when Mary covered her hand with her own.

Mary muttered, “I wouldn’t know what to do.” She turned to face her friend. “With you, I mean.”

Kaitlin guided Mary’s hand to her breast. Her heart fluttered with excitement.

“Could I… could show you? Just a little?”

~~~~

The demon had joined Sean at the door, wearing the apron again. He stood in the doorway, hands on hips, puffing out his chest.

“Behold, mortals,” he rasped between coughs. “Look at me and tremble!”

“Aww!” said one kid. “That costume sucks. Where’s the big guy? We wanna see the big guy.”

“Silence, fetid vermin.” screeched the demon, before wracking coughs made him stumbled back and brace against the wall for support.

Sean stepped forward. “It’s late, everyone. Sorry, but the demon is gone. Show’s over for this year”

An apple smacked into the door frame, leaving a glob of wet pulp.

“Fuck you, buddy,” yelled a teenager. “Bring out the demon or we’re gonna egg your house into oblivion.”

“Watch your mouth in front of the kids, Ryan,” said Sean. “Yeah, that’s right… I recognize you, Ryan Jones. And your buddies. Your folks are going to get a call from Mary’s father if anything is done to this house.”

The teenagers grumbled then began herding the smaller kids away. Ryan called back “Asshole!” as Sean shut the door.

Sean regarded the demon still leaning against the hall wall. His breathing was raspy and labored. He looked only three feet tall now.

“That was mean,” squeaked the demon. “It’s your fault I’m losing power.” Sean heard the demon’s guts rumble. He let out a foul damp fart.

“Pickles. I want more pickles and smelly cheese. Then I’ll fuck all of you to death.”

Sean had to hold the demon up as they headed to the kitchen.

~~~~

Mary and Kaitlin lay on the carpet inside the circle. Kaitlin’s head rested on the heart pillow talisman as Mary sucked and licked Kaitlin’s breasts while she teased and stroked between her friend’s legs.

Mary whispered, “Your skin is so beautiful, Kat. You’re so beautiful. Am I doing this right? Is it okay?”

Kaitlin was panting heavily, overcome by the sensations Mary had been creating in her body.

“You’re a natural, Mary,” she breathed. “It’s wonderful. So wonderful.”

Only a few moments passed before Kaitlin grabbed her friend’s hand, jamming in between her legs. Her hips bucked as she gasped and stiffened. The beauty of the orgasm spreading through her was made more wonderful by the knowledge it was Mary who caused it.

Mary held her friend until she could focus again.

“That was so beautiful, Kat. You’re like an angel when you come. Oh!”