A Stay in the Country Pt. 02

"Yeah that doesn't make sense." Lara agreed and even Juliet couldn't fully explain that but then she had no idea at all how demon magic worked.

"So what do we do? Try and leave?" Veronika asked.

"I'm not sure it will be that easy." Lara replied. "The lead demon, whatever she was called, seemed pretty sure we were theirs to play with now."

"Maratrix, that was her name." Veronika added.

"Well whatever, she's a evil succubus and we can escape whatever trap she thinks she has us in." Katherine said sternly.

"Well you are half right Katherine." A soft, purring, sensual voice said from across the room.

Juliet and the others turned to see the reflection of a gorgeous red-skinned and quite naked succubus fade into view in the large mirror on the opposite wall. Juliet hadn't seen her before but was sure this was Maratrix.

"I am an evil succubus that is true, but you have no hope of escape." The demon continued. "I am very excited to met you though Juliet, such a shame you missed the first night but you made up for it today. Not everyone fully enjoys the experience of being a Worm Matriarch but you revelled in it more than any."

Having this inhuman creature speak to her confused Juliet, she could feel her pussy getting wet from just hearing her talk yet Katherine was right, she seemed to exude evil and corruption. She suddenly wasn't so sure it had been right to enjoy their transformation.

"No! No, I didn't." Juliet quickly said.

"Do not lie Juliet.. If I gave you the chance to become one for eternity I know you would jump at the chance." Maratrix said with a firm, sensuous tone that had Juliet's pussy getting even wetter. Worse Juliet found she couldn't even argue with her, she would do anything to live as a demon again.

"It wasn't just Juliet though was it." The demon continued. "You all loved it, even you Katherine."

"I didn't..." Katherine replied with a half-hearted shake of her head. Juliet didn't need to recall the days of fucking her in her demonic form to know it was a lie. Lara and Veronika didn't even bother trying to deny it. Maratrix just laughed, a trilling, seductive sound.

"Where was that place?" Veronika asked. "It was very different to before."

"Somewhere and no where." The demonic reflection replied from the mirror. "All part of the magic."

"Then what about the worms?" Juliet asked, a pang of maternal concern unexpectedly hitting her. "Our babies I mean."

The other girls all perked up at that and Juliet knew they were feeling the same worry. No matter how weird and disgusting it had been, they still had a connection to the worms.

"Well as you were all so generous to breed so many more demons for us we've added them to our collection. Unlike the Matriarch's of the species most male worms will die in infancy, the brothers fight endlessly. But don't be sad ladies, in a few decades the survivors will become huge and vicious predators, not to mention sexual titans. You did great work bringing them into the world."

Juliet didn't know how to feel about that. She didn't like the idea of giving Maratrix more power nor the thought so many of her babies would die, but there was some pride that the greatest amongst them would become something powerful.

"Will we ever see them again?" Lara then asked.

"Oh not anytime soon but perhaps one day Lara. If you stay long enough, then maybe I could let one of your own worms ravish you for a few days." Maratrix then laughed, amused at their mixed reaction to that.

"We won't be there then!" Juliet blurted out, ignoring how wet her thighs and the chair she was sitting on were becoming.

"We shall see." Maratrix purred. "At the very least we have a lot of fun planned for you tomorrow..."

As the demon finished speaking she vanished from the mirror and it returned to show a reflection of the room.

They sat in silence for a minute before Veronika yawned.

"I know we need to sort this out, work out how we get out of here but I'm exhausted. I need to sleep, at least for a bit." She continued.

Juliet nodded in reply as the others agreed too and slowly the four naked girls made it to the bedrooms to fall into a deep, restful sleep.

Chapter 4 -- The Stone Circle

Veronika awoke and just like the day before it took a while to recall everything that happened to her since she'd last slept. So many days somehow compacted into what she thought was only one again. But slowly it came back to her and her first thought was to forget everything that had happened - it was too weird to be real, she must have dreamed it. No way did she do that stuff with her sister and friends, she couldn't have had her body change again, let alone give birth to worms.

Yet the more she thought on it, the more she knew she couldn't deny it, she really had done it all. Her still flawless skin and now large breasts were evidence enough, her improved body a reminder now that she wasn't dreaming the incredible events.

As with the morning before the thoughts of what she'd done as a demon had her body reacting, arousal flooding her again. Yet this time she tried to fight it and to remember that this was due to the power of demonic magic. They'd all agreed it could all quite possibly be very evil and they were being used in some game. So after accepting it as real, she tried to stop thinking about it.

Veronika was sure they had to at least get some idea of what was going on, rather than just be pulled along by whatever plan the demons had for them. She was an intelligent and strong young woman, she wouldn't just be a toy for monsters.

Slowly she began to centre her thoughts, ignoring the ache between her legs and the way her body was still slick with the residue from the time she spent as a demonic mother to endless broods of worms. She just thought of herself as Veronika, the human girl and nothing more. Eventually, she pushed as many of the thoughts of demon sex and lust as she could from her mind. She felt almost normal again.

Deciding a proper wash would help further, she pulled herself out of bed and headed to the bathroom. As she passed her phone she again checked the date and confirmed that indeed only a single night had passed since Juliet arrived, despite it seeming like weeks to them.

As she slipped around the bathroom door she noted the doors to the other girls' bedrooms were still closed, she guessed they must be still sleeping. That was fine with her, anything to delay what was going to be an unusual morning. She had no idea what they were going to say to each other now. The day before they'd been all over each other as soon as they'd been together, Juliet's text being the only thing that has brought them back to reality. She had to hope her clearer head would help keep their lust in check.

Yet as soon as she was in the shower and the warm water splashed over her naked body she couldn't help but think of what she'd done with Juliet and her friends, how good that had made her feel. She felt a powerful urge to reach between her legs, to try and re-live everything she felt the night before. She ran one hand through her wet hair as her other slipped to her flat belly, fingers gently questing downwards. Pure lust took over her body, she wanted to fuck herself more than ever before.

"No!" She said out loud, almost shouting it, not caring she was talking to herself. She leapt out of the shower, shaking her head, only remembering to even turn the water off at the last minute. She had to try and stay focused, at least for a bit.

She stood for a moment, the water running off her body onto the cold tiles of the bathroom floor. Gently breathing and calming herself down. She finally pushed all thoughts of what had happened aside, before drying herself and heading back to the bedroom to dress.

As she walked through the small cottage, her naked skin shivering in the cool morning air, she was drawn to the bizarre art that filled the house. The erotic occult imagery somehow made more sense now. Again unbidden thoughts flicked into her mind -- of more sex with the others and exploring whatever "treats" Maratrix has planned for them. She moved from piece to piece, staring at the paintings, actually running her hands off the statues.

As she touched one and then another, all idea of resistance fled from her. She knew she was a slutty demon whore and just wanted to revel in it. She had no idea why she was even trying to control herself!

Time started to slip by as fouler and fouler thoughts began to fly around her head, imagining herself with each demon she looked at in the art. Soon her hands were running over her large breasts and down between her legs. She felt no need to resist now, her body was primed for pleasure and she wanted it all.

Before she really knew what was happening she found herself lying back on her bed, still naked, transfixed by a painting on her bedroom wall showing a coven of witches conducting some occult orgy, imagining it was her, Juliet and their friends, three fingers buried in her pussy, thrusting in and out.

"Uhh! Uhhh! Uhhhh!" She cried as a climax rolled over her, it was nothing compared to those she'd felt as a demon yet still deeply satisfying. She buried her fingers deep inside one last time and left them there as she ground her pelvis up into her own hand. Her whole body shook and like so many times in the last couple of days felt more alive during the moments of her orgasm than ever before.

As the peak subsided Veronika collapsed back into the soft coverings of the bed, breathing heavily. Already she knew she wanted more and started to move her fingers around again, wondering how quickly she could make herself cum.

Then it hit her -- she was letting herself get trapped again! She had to stop herself.

"Fuck! No!" She groaned, pulling her eyes away from the painting, fingers sliding out of her with a squelch, doing her best to ignore the wetness dribbling down her thighs and the wild need to be filled again. She knew she had to control herself, had to try and figure out what was going on.

"Be strong Veronika." She said to herself, wiping her hand dry on the bedding. "You've cum enough for a year already. You can hold back for a bit longer."

She took a few more deep breaths, calming herself, then did her best to clean her juices off her legs with more of the bedsheets. She felt like she needed another shower but the thought of spending more time naked was too risky. Instead, she decided it was best to get dressed.

She first went to her own clothes, sitting where she'd left them the morning before. They still looked and felt wrong though. She wondered when they left the cottage if she would ever go back to jeans and tee shirts again, dress like she used to, but for now, it was black leather and latex. It was the only thing that felt right.

Quickly skimming through the various outfits in the wardrobe, she enjoyed the feel of the taboo material. The shiny latex was beautiful, she almost wanted to lick it, and the leather just felt perfect against her skin. Before she could get too carried away though she selected an ensemble for the day.

On top, she wore a leather corset similar to the one from the day before -- tight and revealing, that just about covered her full breasts. Below was a black latex miniskirt which barely stretched to cover her arse, the slick material squeaky as she pulled the tight garment over her butt. To finish the outfit off she selected a pair of boots that were knee-high and high heeled. The boots clung to her legs snugly, and were made of a very soft black leather with a spiked heel several inches high.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Veronika knew she looked incredible but knew she could look better. Grabbing the dark makeup she'd found the day before, she applied a black lipstick and nail polish, followed by a deep purple eye shadow and just gentle highlights elsewhere. It was just what had been missing and when done looked a perfect, goth-witch, version of herself -- sexy, dark and kinky.

A little part of her wondered if dressing up like that wasn't doing just what the demons wanted and should be avoided. Yet on the other hand she still wasn't entirely sure if she did want to avoid what the demons offered. Everything was still so confused. Veronika knew she had to talk to the others and worrying about her fashion choices wasn't going to help.

Striding out of her bedroom, the sharp heels of her boots echoing around the quiet hallway, Veronika made her way to the living room.

"Morning!" She said brightly as she saw the other three girls had made it there before her. Perhaps less distracted by masturbating than she had been. Though she noted they all had made the same style choices as her and all looked incredible, a trio of dark and sexy witch babes. Not spending the rest of the day fucking would be harder than Veronika had hoped.

Lara was wearing a minidress of deep black patent leather along with high heeled boots of the same material and a collar clasped tightly to her neck. Juliet was dressed much the same but her dress was made of black latex and was somehow even tighter than Lara's. Whilst Katherine wore a leather mini skirt, a fishnet top which more or less showed off her breasts completely, a pair of ankle boots and had her red hair held up in a high ponytail by a leather band. All of them had dark makeup just like Veronika had applied. They all looked about as sexy as they ever had.

"Oh shit, you all look super hot!" Veronika said gleefully.

"So do you babe." Said Lara as she walked over to Veronika and gave her a short but passionate kiss.

"But we have to control ourselves this time!" Katherine said grumpily. "We can't just start having sex again."

"You're right." Veronika agreed even as she relished the aftertaste of Lara's kiss. For a moment she went to grab Lara and kiss her again but at the last moment saw the anger flare on Katherine's face. "Yes, you're definitely right. Let's just sit down and discuss what to do."

Veronika first went to sit on the large sofa in the middle of the room and suddenly remembered what had happened with it the day before. Instead, she turned towards the plain, wooden dining table on the far side of the large living room.

"Probably best we go over there." She said with a grin.

The four of them settled on the wooden chairs placed on the four sides of the table. For a moment no one said anything and Veronika guessed that like her they were each struggling with the burning need in their pussies. It took almost all the willpower she had not to start touching herself or even one of the others.

"So what do we do then? I mean this isn't exactly the holiday any of us were expecting." Juliet finally said, breaking the silence.

They then all talked for a while, going around and around. There was disbelief, shock, and even some fear but also acceptance that whatever the demons were doing to them had been incredibly pleasurable. Veronika was mostly silent, her own thoughts as torn as the group were.

Lara mostly wanted to stay with the "thrill ride", see where it took them, letting the demon sisters amuse them whilst remaining cautious. Katherine pushed more for them to find a way out. She suggested trying to escape by leaving and going home, though none of them felt the demonic magic would likely make it easy for them just to run away. Juliet was in the middle, her view shifting, as unsure as any of them.

After they'd gone through the debate for the third time Veronika spoke up again.

"I think the problem is we don't know what we're dealing with. We don't know anything about magic or demons. It might be perfectly safe but then why do demons have such an evil reputation? I think we need to try and learn more, then we can decide."

Katherine and Lara nodded.

"That does sound sensible." Juliet agreed. "But how do we do that? There's no internet access and the phone signal has gone again."

"Easy enough, the cottage is filled with books on magic and the occult. We see what we can find in those. There must be something!" Veronika explained as she pointed out the shelves lining the walls.

"Okay, that sounds like a plan." Katherine said as she made her way to the nearest bookshelf and pulled a black, leather-bound tome from it.

The others quickly followed her example and Veronika made her way out to the hall to search one of the shelves there. As they looked they began to call out what they'd found, gathering together to review anything that seemed helpful. Unfortunately many of the books were written in various European languages and, aside from a little half-remembered schoolgirl German and French, none of them could read them. Worse a lot were written in Latin and some even used a script that Veronika didn't recognise, she wasn't sure if it was even human.

Still, over the next hour, they managed to get an overview of the world they'd now entered. A world where hundreds of species of demons existed in various other planes of existence. Many of them served a Demon Goddess called Lilith that appeared to be all-powerful. They found mentions of gorgeous, red-skinned demon women called Succubi. Maratrix and her sisters had at least been telling the truth about that. They even found references to human women being turned into Succubi just as they had been.

However, there was nothing they could find in particular about escaping demonic curses, only the incredible pleasure and power they could offer mortals. There was no mention of the cottage, Maratrix herself or anything else linked to their own situation either. Veronika began to get frustrated.

"This is useless!" She said. "It was a dumb idea after all. These books are just here to tempt us into accepting what the demons want. Saying how great they are and what pleasure we can experience."

Veronika sighed, the books were often quite explicit on the details of it too. Many were filled with pornographic art and stories of mortals coupling with demons or of becoming demons to live a life of eternal sexual pleasure. Given those often detailed descriptions of the demonic sex, the ubiquitous art around the cottage and her friends' sexy outfits, she was beginning to find it hard to resist the continual arousal flooding her pussy. She knew if they didn't find something soon she'd just have to start fucking her friends again.

"I know." Lara agreed. "It's not like they were going to leave us a clue to how to get out of it."

Veronika watched as Lara sat down on the arm of the sofa. She smiled back at Veronika, provocatively opening her legs and letting the short skirt of her leather dress ride up, revealing her clearly wet pussy to Veronika.

It was all the invite Veronika needed but as she started to move toward her blonde friend, Katherine suddenly gasped in excitement.

"I got something!" The redhead cried.

"What?" Veronika asked, turning away from Lara both excited by Katherine's find and frustrated at the same time.

"This book, it's all about local history and folklore." Katherine said, holding up a battered old book with yellowing pages. "It's got a section all about a stone circle, up on the hill, not far from here. They used to burn criminals and witches there. I bet that included those demon sisters. It also says there's an old church about a mile away. Seems like it was once a really holy place. I reckon either of those might have something that could help us."

"That does sound promising." Juliet said.

Veronika nodded in agreement, able to push the thought of licking Lara's pussy out of her mind for a moment. "Okay, we should split up. Get to both places as soon as we can."

"I want to come with you." Juliet said quickly.

"Okay..." Veronika agreed. She'd been planning to suggest she'd go with Lara but perhaps it would be easier to resist temptation with her sister. "Then Katherine you go with Lara. We'll take the church, you head to the stone circle."