Date: Wed, 10 Feb 2021 12:50:26 +0000 From: encolpius1@protonmail.com Subject: Devil's Hollow 3 DEVIL'S HOLLOW By Encolpius DISCLAIMER: This story contains elements of theistic Satanism Feedback is appreciated. Write to encolpius1@protonmail.com Remember that Nifty needs your help! Hit the donate button! THREE "Bring your sister" she had said. For a second night in a row, Paul had dreamt it. His son, his only true biological son, fucking a girl. A girl he knew to be a devil but a devil he couldn't or wouldn't banish. Preacher Joe was right. He was playing with fire but Paul, in the twilight between sleep and wake, lmew he would continue to play with the fire. On the third day, the newness was beginning to wear off and the kids wanted their free form summer back. But there were things to do and they were his work force, such as it was. The church was still covered in graffiti but the priority now was the parsonage. Unused and empty for a deccade, but there was no evidence of vermin other than some squirrels in the attic. He set the kids to work, reluctantly, as he went about getting the water and electricity turned on, only to discover than both were stil on. Immediately, he worried about the cost of the back bill for both since he was sure no one had paid it but he decided he would just go with it until somebody demanded money. After the cool of the morning wore off, Paul went and made fliers for the church service on Sunday for the kids to distribute. Aamon lightly begged off and announced that he would go swimming instead. The kids were reluctant evangelizers but did it with what enthusiasn they could muster. They stuck in door frames and tapped to poles and even handed them out in the diner on the main street. No one was rude. They all took them politily. But no one was interested either. He took some to Preacher Joe and asked him to give them out, aware of the irony of a liquor store advertising a Baptist Church. "You can leave them but I will tell you that no one will be there" Joe said. "There are only 5 Christians in the Hollow and it's you five and you won't be for long" "I think you underestimate us" Paul said. "I don't think so. I'll just say this. Within about 2 or 3 days of coming here, I was so horny -- my libido was so jacked up -- I was barely able to think. I lasted 10 days. Held two services. But I'll be there for yours. Wouldn't miss it" "Well, that's a start" Paul said. The point about the libido was right, Paul had to admit. If he felt it, he thought Trip and Ben might well too and , if his dream were true, Trip was acting on it. He searched him out so he could talk to his son separetly as they waited for Ben and Rachel to head back to the truck. "How do you like it here so far?" "It's all right" Trip said. "How are you getting along with Aamon?" Trip looked at him for a half second with a searching look. "He's cool, I guess" "Well, once you meet other kids, get in school, maybe meet a girl ...." "Yeah" Trip said, cutting off the conversation It was the frustration of dealing with an adolescent. Paul knew that as a species they can be uncommunicative. But there was a sense of tension all in the family as if all were lost fundamentally in their own thoughts and emotions. Even Ben and Rachel were quiet and sullen. When they got back, Paul saw Aamon carrying something from the camper and the parsonage. The kids jumped out of the truck to go greet him as if they hadn't seen him in years, instead of the 2 hours it had been. But Paul did admired the boy's shirtless body, before banishing that from his mind. Then Jena came out of the parsonage and saw Paul and the kids "Aamon was helping me move some things over" She said, defensively. Paul noted that she was. "I think we can eat supper in there tonight but we're going to have some new furniture" Paul's thought turned immediately to how much that would cost when Aarom piped up that there was a good second hand store and started giving them directions. Jena allowed that they ought to go look at it and pumped Ben to come along with thiem. The boy clearly didn't want to because he knew the rest of them were going swimming but his mother promised that they would be back in time for him to go swimming too. With a show of exasperation, he agreed to go. The rest of them would do swimming. Trip and Rachel hurredly changed into swimsuits but Aamon was still in a pair of jean shorts. "Where's your swimsuit?" Rachel asked "I guess I could go skinny dipping" "Or we can go to your cabin and get it. You wanted Trip to bring me there, didn't you?" Trip looked at her with alarm. "How did you know that?" "I dreamed it" she said as Trip looked at Aamon in horror. "What else did you dream" "What Aamon wanted me to" she said "We should just go" He lead them into the woods past the tree line and through the wore fence to the other side. There was a fair bit of underbrush in the woods but a clear path. Aamon led the way with Rachel following and Trip taking up the rear. It seemed that the termperature was down by a few degrees as they walked down the dry stream bed and they moved to the path. "Can you be a girl anywhere or just in the woods" Rachel asked. "It's easier here. It's a magical place. There is a lot of magic here" "I like you better as a girl" Rachel said. "I am whatever I need to be" Aamon said. When they got to the cabin, they sent Aamon on ahead to make his transformation. After several minutes, they followed. She was there, golden haired on the bed, her nipples hard. She had a small smile on her face. Trip was instantly excited. "Maybe I'm shy about all this" Rachel said "You're not." she said. "You're not, my sister. You and your brother are our companions. The rest are, Trip is, making a conversion. You and Ben are coming home. This is where you belong" Trip had an erection. He wanted to see his younger adopted sister naked. He wanted to devour her, far more than Aamon would. Rachel pulled off the straps of her bathing suit and pulled them down but still keeping her breasts covered. She looked over at Trip and smiled ruefully. She walked over to Aarom and kissed her on the lips. Aamon reached up and held her face close and the kissed for real, tongue and spit and open mouths. She pulled it down and showed her A cup tits. Trip was throbbing, wanting to hold hre down and have his way but he was being held back, forced to be a witness. He was sure of it. A power was being exerted on him. Aamon massaged her breasts and gently flicked at her hard nipples with is tongue before smiling and kissing her again. Wet and sloppy. Aa,pm jet her knead and play with her tits as Rachel, anxious and exicited, began to breath heavy. Trip stripped down, his hard dick sticking up and out. He began to stroke it as he watched Rachel get it on with the girl, making out. She stripped off her bathing suit completely and stood there with her pussy with a coat of hair across the front but not filled out yet. She had flaming red pubes. Trip was insanely eccited by it. Aamon motioned for Rachel to get on the bed. She got between the young girls legs, her own ass up and her pussy shining, as she buried her face in the fresh pussy. Asom licked and sucked on it as Rachel massaged her tits, moaning. "Show me how you pleasure yourself" Aamon said Rachel reached down and put slipped a finger in her hole and rubbed on his swollen cit. She gasped as she did and gave a big sigh. It felt deliciously good. She looked over at her borther and watched him stroking his dick and she looked at Aamon as a girl, full tits and wet pussy, and Rachel knew for sure that she would forever want one thing more than the other. Aamon took back over, her tongue grazing the clit, working itself into the crack of her vagina, the folds and mounds of flesh that made up her pussy. Her scent and Aamon's filled the cabin, the seeat of Trip as he masturbated. Rtachel sighed, twisting her nipples. It felt so good, so much better even than she had imaginged. Her wetness and stickiness was all ver her and all over Aamon's face. "Eat her pussy" Aamon said to Trip. The boy reacted as if a golden rope had let loose and he was free. He wanted that cherry red pussy with the flaming red pubes more than he had ever thought he would. That she was his sister - adopted - just made it that much better. More taboo. Dirtier. It was what he wanted and desired. And when he got his chance, Trip went down on her. Eating her pussy like a starving man. "Oooohhh, oh yeah" Rachel moaned "Oooh yeah, ooh that feels so good" Aamon, to her side, kissing her and playing with her small tits, whispered "You are so beautiful and so sexy and so hot.You need to live on the brink of orgasm" "I don't want it to end" he pated. Trip was going down on her like he knew how. Like an expert. He sucked and he licked and he grazed her clit and she shivereed as he did. She began to writhe a little, push her hips ip His face was sticky with her pussy juice, his tongue working overtime. Rachel squeeed her own tits now, picnhign her hard sensitive nipples. Trip looked up. "I want to so bad" "No" Aamon said. "It's me and one other and that's it. When you fuck, you can fuck me." "I need it. I'm so hot. I'm burnign" Trip said Aamon got on her knees, her legs apart, her perfect mound of flesh showring from behind. She helped Trip guide himself in and felt his fullness within her as she then buried her head into Rachel's muff. Rachel groaned loudly and came as Aarom worked into it. She shook all over, whimpered and stopped breathing. "First of many perfect one" Aamon said. "You'll never have to pleasure yourselve out of necessity ever again, only by chouice" She held Aamon's head down for more. She was greedy for it having had a true and powerful orgasm from the effots of another. Aamon understood perfectly. The possibility of over and over and over again is the best part of being female, the downside is the times there isn't the same sense of completeion that males take for granted. Aamon understood greed and lust., the lust overflowing in the cabin now, swamping them. Trup moved back and too in side her, his crotch slapping against Aamon's perfect ass he fucked her liek an anmal. Hot, hard, horny and urgent, he pounded that perfect pussy. He held her hips and pounded her. Rachel was whimpering again. Almost crying. Building to another. Trip had lost all rational thought. He was just a dick doing it's thing, a feral beast devouring the pussy. Even at that, though, he was an animal pulling against a chain, held back to make it last. He wanted to break free and pound her and cum but he couldn't. But he didn't want the awful, exquise painful pleasure to end either. Rachel was free to luxuriate in the pure lust of if all. Aamon was licking and sucking, touching her titties as she ate the girl, who was coming one right after another, stacked, almost to the point of death. Trip was lost in his lust too. Then Trup felt the chain break. He was free. He pounded her as hard as he could. Aamon could not longer concentrate on the pussy and Rachel reached down to eke out the last of the pleasures of pure horniness that she felt as Aamon got close. HE pounde dher hard and ciciously. "Fuck me" Aamon called out. "Harder, harder, harder" Trup gave a guttural cry and wished for relief. He payed for relief. The prayer was offered to the Lord satan. "Oh! Oh! Oh1 FUCK!" Aamon cried out, her whiole body tense and shivering Like a dam breakeing, Trip erupted. His cum filled her box in a torrent as the greatest pelasure of all swept ver his body. He pulled out and fell to the bed, paning, trying to find his breath as it all lingered a bit before ebbing away to perfect peace. "That was fun" Aamon said brightly after a minute "Yeah" Rachel giggled. "It was. Can you do it as boy too or just a girl" "I am whatever I need to be" Aamon said. "I take your lust, magnify it and give it back" "I wish I could lay here naked like this forever" Rachel said. "Maybe do it again" "I'm going to need a few minutes" Trip said, laughing. "We have all the time in the universe" Aamon said "Time has no meaning here" And they did. They tripled again but slower, more sensual and slower burn but longer and it burned to an even whiter heat. Again it was the explosion of a supernova when it happened and they were both reluctant to leave afterwards. They waited for Aamon to make the transition back to being a boy and they all walked down a path, a short cut to the river. When they emerged from the trees, it was still afternoon and as if no time had passed at all. "They are going to know" Rachel said as she Trip watched a lithe Aamon happily playing in the water. "In their dreams, they are going to know" Trup shrugged. "I guess they'll know. What's the other option?" "None" Rachel said. "I'm never leaving here. Ben is the next one."