It was a momentary mistake.
Alvin hadn’t planned on taking his bike today. He was on some rather heavy medication for his back pain, some side effects of which included drowsiness and loss of consciousness. In hindsight, he could have just called in to work. Tell them to get someone else to reset the servers.
Or hell – he could have called a cab! Why didn’t he call a cab?!
All it took was a single instant where he nodded off, and Alvin’s bike had careened off the bend and smashed headfirst into a brick wall. The bike – and Alvin’s very vulnerable flesh body – were mangled in that visceral instant.
With his dying breath, he looked out at the smouldering wreck in front of him, lifeblood ebbing away and pooling beneath him in a crimson puddle. His last thought was that he was glad he hadn’t taken anyone with him. That his lapse in judgement had only claimed his own life; not anyone else’s.
But then Alvin woke up.
At once he knew his own long-held beliefs were provably false - that there was an afterlife. This wasn’t some sort of near-death experience; it couldn’t be. He was entirely conscious, clear and sharp.
Which then begged the question: which afterlife was this?
“Oh, a newbie!” Before he could prepare himself, a long, womanly drawl purred behind him, the breathy tone immediately conjuring up a string of raunchy images in his mind. Alvin turned to face the speaker, a mix of curiosity and trepidation swirling in his mind. Who would it be?
What met his eyes immediately made his heart sink.
It was a woman, that much was for sure. But her attire, or lack thereof, was a skimpy little number with hardly any coverage. Her tits were hanging out, for God’s sake! And if that wasn’t enough, she had a pair of red horns jutting from her head. And she was covered head to toe in a glazing that could not be anything but cum. Which all added up to one horrible thing.
His eternal soul was the property of the damned and wicked.
“Ooh!” The demon woman let out a coo of delight as an unseen summons caught her attention. “Hold on just one second newbie, I’ll get to you in a mo.”
Alvin watched glumly on as the woman began to fellate a cock which had materialised in front of her, letting out unsightly moans of happiness as she slobbered on the rod and grinned in contentment. It didn’t take long before the cock twitched and unloaded in several thick spurts onto her face, causing her to giggle and spread the seed all over herself. The hard rod then returned to the ether, vanishing without a trace – save for what was covering the woman.
She sashayed slowly back over to Alvin, scooping up a handful of semen and indulging in large licks as she addressed him.
“So – mmph – welcome to eternity! You’ll soon be just like- wait, why –mmmtasty- are you so sad? Not what you expected?”
Alvin couldn’t even meet her eyes, his head buried in his hands. Sure, he hadn’t led a perfect, chaste life. Heck, he’d be the first to admit to committing several petty sins, like swearing or masturbation. But did he really deserve Hell as his punishment?!
Alvin slowly looked up at the demon lady.
“Why… here?”
The demon lady looked confused as she ran her tongue down the side of her arm.
“Whaddya mean?”
“Why… y’know…” Alvin swallowed hard. He was afraid that saying it would make it real. Would make it a concrete truth.
But he had to know why.
“Hell. Why was I sent here? What did I do?”
The demon stopped mid lick, dumbfounded at what she was just told by the newbie in front of her. Then, entirely unprovoked, she started to guffaw.
“Ha- you think this is- HAHAHAHA!”
“Wait; it’s not?” Alvin blurted out dumbly. That didn’t make any sense! “B-but, you’re- and you just- the cocks and-”
She wiped the tears of mirth from her eyes, smearing more of the cum on her arm over her face. “No, silly. This isn’t Hell. Hell- and Heaven, for that matter – doesn’t exist.”
“Huh?”
She draped a cum-glazed arm around him and playfully pulled the nervous man towards her naked body.
“I suppose you Earth humans wouldn’t have heard. And it makes sense, there’s still so many newbies just like yourself that just didn’t understand what we told you. So let me break it down for you.”
“You remember, ‘be fruitful and multiply’, right? Well, all you silly humans got it wrong. Misinterpreted a simple statement about what was to come. That didn’t refer to having offspring or continuing your family line.”
She smiled and gestured to her supple, semen smeared body.
“It meant this. To spend the rest of eternity passing this blessing on, to all the humans of Earth. To grant them the kiss of never-ending ecstasy. To implant a seed of lust into the living, so that it will eventually flower into what we are – devotees of lust and sex.”
Alvin didn’t understand what she was telling him.
“But… I’m still me. I’m still a thirty three year old man. I'm not- what did you call it? 'A devotee of lust and sex?'”
The woman smirked.
“Are you?” she taunted. "Are you a thirty three year old man?"
“Huh?”
“Have you… looked down, recently?”
At that strange remark, Alvin looked down; and was greeted, impossibly, with an entirely new body than the one he had known all his life.
Instantly his mind was filled with thoughts of hard cocks and thick cum and wet pussies and hardcore fucking and sex and sex and sex and-
“NNGH! SO… MUCH…”
He – she brought both her slender hands to her new tits and squeezed, rhythmically tugging down on the areola and nipples in turns, and wantonly revelling in the sensations.
The demon lady looked on in envy, tweaking a nipple herself as she bit her index finger. “Ah, the first second of eternal bliss is always the best. Would if I could go back and experience it myself once again.”
“But…” The Asian slut that had replaced Alvin forced through gasps and moans, her hands never once leaving her body as they tugged and pulled and penetrated, exploring every inch of her new Eden. She tried her best to keep her thoughts straight; to get the answer to her first and only question. “…why… this…?”
The demon lady smiled.
“Because you wished for it.”
“…I… didn’t-“
“Yes, you did.” The demon lady cut the Asian slut off sharply. “It doesn’t matter if it was just a passing thought, or a daydream or a wet dream; but you did. You wished for it from the bottom of your heart. To have this Asian female’s body. To be able to have it all to yourself. To show it pleasures and delights.”
“This cavalcade of endless pleasure is all because you wished for it.” The demon lady smiled lovingly, watching the Asian slut desperately fist herself with one hand and deepthroat herself with the other.
“That’s all it takes, you know. Even for a single millisecond.
One
Little
Wish.
To be like us. To have what we have.
If you dreamt of it – even once in all your life – then it will be yours eternally. An infinite existence as a servant of lust. Can you imagine that? The sheer, mind-breaking pleasure?”
The Asian slut that had replaced Alvin couldn’t reply. She was too busy face-fucking herself and gagging on her fist as she furiously rubbed her clit. But to any onlookers, it was plain to see that despite any of her earlier misgivings, Alvin was completely content with her new station in the afterlife.
“No?” The demon lady mockingly asked the drenched Asian whore sprawled out on the floor once more, knowing that no answer would come.
“Lucky for you, you won’t need to imagine it. You’ll be living it for eons to come. Even if you had tried to desperately abstain, tried your best to deny your new, true purpose, it would have ultimately been futile. That’s what eternity is; forever. You will forever be a creature of pure lust, desperately serving as many men and women as you can handle. And you be able to handle oh so many. And so many more flowers will open with your service.”
Alvin made his choice. Or rather, there was no other choice he could make.
How about you, then?
Did you think about it, reader? Did you imagine yourself, swaddled in maternity clothes, nursing a large baby bump?
Did you fantasize about being a small Latina slut, a body awash with hair-trigger sensitivity, to the point where even a light breeze can trigger the most earthshattering of orgasms?
Did you see yourself clad in a wedding gown, a bride on the happiest day of her life, waiting to be made a wife – and biting her lip lustfully at the thought of the sexfest of a honeymoon to come?
Or did you see yourself as a bimbo trophy wife, not a thought in that vapid mind of yours, with plump, fat lips only knowing the delightful taste of cock and cum?
If you did…
Even for an instant…
If you thought of yourself as that sexual creature, that being that lives solely on sex...
Then congratulations!
It’s waiting for you. Oh, it’s waiting for you. Waiting for when you finally take that last breath, at the end of your earthly journey. And happily merging with you, when you at long last arrive at your new existence. One formed of pure lust and sex. One that you cannot deny or escape.
Your eternal reward.
May you rest in bliss.