Chapter 42: Shawn-sama & Tom-kun

When Demie got back, I introduced her to Beatrice, who was wearing some of the leftover clothes that Kate had left behind during her hasty exit from our lives.

“Pleased to make your acquaintance,” Beatrice greeted her as she curtsied, which looked odd in a t-shirt and sweatpants.

I quickly explained to Demie about the 200-year-old ghost being stuck in Vicky’s body. Then I shrugged and explained Demie to Beatrice.

“A demon!” Beatrice shied back. “I will have no truck with the devil!”

I rubbed my temples. “She’s not the devil. She’s not really that bad, either.” Then I considered ... she had murdered some people when she had first arrived. But only bad people, she had told me. “Well ... she’s alright.”

“Gee, thanks,” Demie said wryly.

Beatrice still stared at the imposing demon in her human form. “If ... if you vouch for her, Tom, I will abide.”

I asked Demie to try to use her hypnotic gaze to get Beatrice to leave Vicky’s body, but it didn’t work.

“That means that she can’t leave under her own power, so she wasn’t lying earlier,” Demie confirmed.

“But why?” I asked.

Demie shrugged. “Beats me. I actually don’t have much experience with ghosts ... most things that people think are spirits are actually other creatures, like pukwudgies or fae.”

“They exist?” Beatrice asked, wide-eyed.

“Sure! We have a pukwudgie friend named Konnie,” I told her, “and Anya the fairy.” I didn’t mention that Anya was Titania the Fairy Queen ... best not to blow Beatrice’s mind with the knowledge that Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream was real.

“Amazing,” the possessed redhead breathed.

When I took Beatrice down to Vicky’s apartment, we found that the door was locked. The possessed woman had left without Vicky’s keys, so we couldn’t get in. The apartment doors in our building didn’t automatically lock behind, so it seemed that Vicky had a roommate, but no one answered when we knocked. We stuck a note on the door, but if no one called before nightfall, Beatrice would stay in Kate’s old bedroom.

“I’m worried about them,” Patty said as she looked out her window. Across the street she could see her friends Abel and Chrissie arguing through their front window. “They never fight. This is my fault.”

“So fix it,” Eros said over her left shoulder.

She turned her head to look at him. “Yeah ... I ... we can fix this, right?” He nodded.

With Eros’ hypnotic gaze applied at Chrissie and Abel’s front door, he and Patty were invited back into their house. Eros closed the drapes as Patty gave her commands.

There was nothing wrong with how Abel felt, so Patty knew that she would have to concentrate on Chrissie. “Why don’t you like sex?” she asked her friend.

“It’s never worth it ... not enjoyable enough for the effort, and the mess afterward...”

“Stop,” Patty told her. “You ... you like sex now ... it’s the best feeling in the world. Nothing’s better than a man’s cock -- no, Abel’s cock -- inside you. You love him and he loves you.”

“No,” Chrissie responded flatly.

Patty blinked. “No?”

“You can’t command them to love each other,” Eros advised her, “that’s just not within the power of a demon. You can make her enjoy sex, though.”

Patty looked down at her hypnotized friend. “You like sex now, right?” Chrissie nodded. “Okay, then get to it.” Patty knew that loving attachment hormones were produced when people orgasmed, and those would reinforce her friends’ new romantic connection. “You both need to have lots of sex from now on.”

She watched as Abel and Chrissie disrobed and started fucking on the couch again, this time in the missionary position. Chrissie was much more into it this time, arching her back in orgasm as Abel thrust his cock inside her, and then again a few minutes later as he continued making love to her.

“C’mere...” Eros pulled down Patty’s sweatpants and underwear, and then lifted the curvy young woman up to impale her upon his hard cock.

“Ohh...” she moaned. She loved it when Eros manhandled her with his superior strength. She watched her friends fuck as the demon had his way with her.

When she noticed that Abel was getting close to cumming himself after Chrissie’s many orgasms, Patty thought about asking him to pull out, as Chrissie had said that she wasn’t on the pill, but then she reconsidered. If those two had a child together, then they’d definitely stay a couple, she figured. As Abel cried out in pleasure, filling up Chrissie’s vulnerable reproductive system with his dangerous sperm, Patty came as well, which also set off Eros’ load.

“MMH! OHH!” Patty moaned as Eros’ hot cum filled her, thanking her lucky stars that demons couldn’t get humans pregnant.

There was a knock on the door. Being careful this time, I checked the peephole first. “Hey, Demie, it’s your Mom!” I called out as I opened the door. “Hey, Eudora!”

“I’m sorry, Tom-kun.”

...

I gasped, pulling a whooping breath of air into my lungs. My chest hurt like hell. I opened my eyes and found myself lying on the floor, my shoulders propped against the wall across from the entryway, a good twenty feet from the door! I looked up to see Demie and her mother grappling in the entryway, and a big overweight guy entering the apartment behind them.

“Still alive, huh?” the dark-haired young man asked as he made his way over to me. He pulled a penknife from his pocket and opened it up. “Not for long.”

“Tom!” Demie yelled a warning, but then her mother surrounded her face with her hands, made huge due to her elasticized body, and pulled her to the floor. Why wasn’t Demie using her own shapeshifting ability to fight back?

I was having trouble focusing, and my head rang. I realized that it must’ve hit the wall, and hoped that there was no brain damage.

“Tom?!” That was Beatrice, coming out of Kate’s old room.

The big guy had bent down in front of me, getting the knife ready to slash across my throat. “Oh, pretty!” he said as he turned his head to behold Beatrice. “I like redheads ... I’ll get to you in a seco--”

“--nnnnndd...”

I saw the big guy’s eyes roll up into his head as he dropped the knife. Then I looked down a bit, at the flesh-colored tendrils that had been shoved way up his nose. I looked further down and noticed that those tendrils were attached to my hand, where my fingers would be. I flexed them experimentally.

“ ... ddhhhgggbbb...” the big guy mumbled in response as he shook in place.

I pulled my ‘fingers’ back and they returned to their normal shape, except they were now covered in blood and gray matter. I turned my head and barfed.

“He commanded me to kill you!” Eudora yelled. “I can’t stop!” I noticed that Demie was shapeshifting now, and they seemed to be somewhat even for power, swinging each other around the apartment, though Eudora was getting closer.

I turned to her master. “Hey, tell her to stop.”

The big guy blinked, blood streaming out of his nose. “Uh?”

I took him by his shoulders and turned him toward the combating demons. “Say STOP!”

“Stahhp.”

All at once, it was over, and Eudora dropped to her knees. Why was I smelling...?

“Shit!” I moved back from the big guy, who had visibly soiled his pants.

“Shit!” I said again as I saw Beatrice lying prone on the hallway floor, and I rushed over to her. “Beatrice!” I tapped her cheek and her green eyes fluttered open.

“Tom?”

“You okay?” I asked as she sat up shakily.

“I believe I fainted,” she said. “That man was going to kill you!” She looked over at the big guy, who was sitting there, finger painting with the blood and vomit on the floor.

“Oh, Shawn-sama,” Eudora commented as the human anime character sashayed over to her brain-damaged master. “You just couldn’t let someone else have power over a demon ... too dangerous, you said. You were just afraid, weren’t you?”

The big guy just looked up at her, a big grin on his stupid face.

“I knew he’d do something dumb,” said a new voice from the front door. A stout, heavily muscled woman in bike leathers stepped in and surveyed all of us.

“Oh, now who the hell are you?” I demanded. Her steely gaze snapped over to me. “Um, ma’am,” I amended.

“No more arguing! You want to make this work,” Patty commanded Chrissie and Abel. As one, the new couple nodded. Then Patty and Eros went back across the street. “They’ll be fine now,” she assured herself. “They’ll fall in love, get married, have children...”

“Not necessarily in that order,” Eros added.

“Um, yes, well ... we’ve given them the boost they needed ... right?”

Eros regarded her. “Of course, Patty. I think you’ve done a fine thing.”

She nodded to herself. “Yeah? Okay, good ... good. I was worried for a bit there.”

“It’s been a big day for you, Patty,” Eros advised her. “Why don’t you have a nap?”

“Yeah ... good idea.” Patty headed into her bedroom.

Eros opened Patty’s laptop up and cracked his knuckles. It was time to continue working on his personal project.

“That was pretty clever, lobotomizing this idiot instead of killing him,” the imposing woman told Demie as she examined Eudora’s master. “That way your mother remains topside.”