Faith

TITLE: Faith
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
RATING: NC-17
NOTE: I'm a bit sleep-deprived right now and this is a random idea I had about fifteen minutes ago that I'm just throwing onto virtual paper. I'm sure nothing could possibly go wrong with this.


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The first thing people always noticed about Faith were her eyes. They were red; a fiery, intense ruby kind of red. Almost everybody who saw her assumed she must be wearing coloured contact lenses and tried to put the sight of them out of their mind. Those who dared to look closer would notice that her red irises weren't even the strangest thing about her eyes. Her pupils were: they were a pair of thin, dark slits one would expect to see on a cat, or possibly a tiger.

The look of the rest of her body was more or less optional, but Faith usually defaulted to a tall, athletic build with short, unkempt black hair. Often, her hair would have a few purple streaks in it. It would have surprised those who knew her that these bits of purple were there because she carefully and skilfully dyed her hair and not because she simply wished them there.

The reason for her peculiar eyes and unconventional body was simple: she wasn't human. Her mother was, as far as she knew, but her father definitely wasn't. Faith didn't know who her father was, but her mother had told her once that he was an unspeakable abomination conjured forth from the darkest abyss for a long, debauched night of depravity and sin. And nine months after that, she had been blessed with a beautiful little baby girl. Faith believed her. Partly because it sounded about right, but mostly because she didn't really care. She had other things to worry about. Like next week's Chemistry test.

Muttering elements of the Periodic Table to herself, Faith found herself walking down an empty hallway after too long a day at school. She stopped abruptly in her tracks when she heard a sound. It was a kind of sigh and was so quiet normal people wouldn't have heard it. It had come from a classroom that should have been empty at this time of day, but apparently wasn't. Faith knew what to do. She just had to keep walking. She had to go home where homework would unfortunately be waiting for her. She really could not afford to be distracted right now.

Knowing all this, Faith walked into the classroom.

What she found there surprised her. There were two girls standing near the windows. One, a short blonde, she didn't recognise. The other was a rather taller redhead with an incredibly freckled face she was pretty sure was called Erika. Or possibly Erin.

The two girls were kissing, which wasn't what had surprised her. The surprising thing was that their kiss was... very careful and a little uncertain. It looked like they weren't used to kissing girls, or even just kissing period. It was kind of sweet, actually, and it made Faith feel like an intruder. She quietly turned around and was about to leave when a voice called out to her.

"Who are you?"

Faith paused and turned around. The unfamiliar blonde and probably Erika were looking at her. The weren't embarassed about being found out or angry at being intruded upon. People usually weren't around Faith.

"Faith," Faith replied.

"Oh, right," said maybe Erin. "They say you know a lot about... you know... girls."

Faith nodded. "I know some things," she replied.

The two looked at one another, talking without words. Then they both turned towards Faith and began walking hesitantly towards her, holding hands all the way. Faith thought she had a pretty good idea about what was going to come next.

"We don't," the girl who could also have been called Elise said.

"We sort of only just got together, so maybe you could teach us? Some stuff?" the blonde asked hopefully.

The question didn't surprise Faith in the least. It, or something like it, always got asked after she'd walked in on a girl who was... privately busy. And she tended to walk in on girls who were busy. It probably had something to do with her being the spawn of some kind of thing out of an abyss somewhere. She probably shaped reality around herself in some way.

And she did. But not, as she thought, because of her parentage. Not any more.

"Sure. If you like," Faith replied.

The two girls smiled, nodded, stepped closer to her and kissed her. It was a strange kiss, in a way, and not because a kiss shared between three girls tended to be inherently awkward and difficult. It was strange because everything went so smoothly. The two girls who, just before, had been so hesitant and uncertain now kissed one another and her with such skill and confidence one might think they'd done it hundreds of times before. And while Faith pretty much had, the blonde and probably not Eris surely hadn't. Yet now the three of them kissed with passion and eagerness, their tongues and lips playing together with ease.

The blonde and almost certainly Erika pulled away, embraced each and kissed. They were eager and passionate, pressing their bodies closely together, moaning softly whenever their lips parted long enough to allow it. They only stopped when they ran out of breath, resting their foreheads against each other and grinning rather goofily.

"Wow," the blonde breathed.

"Yeah," the redhead replied.

The two grinning girls looked at Faith. She could already see the next question looming in their twinkling eyes.

"You know, I was wondering if maybe you could show us some more stuff?" the blonde asked.

"Sure. Why not?" Faith said and smiled in a way that wasn't very nice.

Faith changed. She grew taller and larger and her skin darkened. Her clothes tore apart and fell onto the ground as her breasts grew and a pair of wings unfolded from her back. They were black, leatherly, malevolent and powerful. Her black hair grew until it reached down all the way down her back between her new wings and ended just above her now bare ass (though the purple streaks remained exactly where they were). Her teeth sharpened and a pair of thick, elegant horns grew from the top of her head. Her hands turned to claws, her feet to talons, black scales began growing on her dark skin (though only in places where she thought they would look pretty) and a thick, veiny cock formed and hung ominously between her powerful legs.

"How do you like this?" Faith asked, hissing slightly with her newly forked tongue.

The two girls didn't reply. Or at least, not with words. The blonde looked down at her new phallus and the redhead whose name might have been Evelyn had her gaze fixed on her now suddenly much larger breasts. Both their eyes shone with interest and were beginning to grow dark with arousal.

Faith resisted the urge to giggle. She had a sneaking suspicion the girls thought she was showing them her 'true form' or whatever. But the plain truth was that this powerful, demonic body was just as much her real self as her human body was. The only thing really true about her body were her changeless red eyes. And, perhaps, her fondness for purple streaks in her hair. She could just as easily have made her wings white and feathery, her skin pale and radiant. But people expected a demon because of her father and she was always happy to oblige.

The blonde lowered herself onto her knees and, because they were still holding hands, dragged her red-haired girlfriend down onto the floor with her. Could still be Erin gasped when she looked at Faith's cock, uncertainty mingling with want in her eyes. The blonde leaned in slowly and gently kissed the black tip of the demonic Faith's dark member. Even though she'd been expecting it, Faith shivered a little with pleasure, feeling the pleasant warmth of arousal filling her large body. The redhead apparently overcame her uncertainty and leaned in to softly kiss her black cock as well.

Faith looked down as the two girls looked up at her. They were grinning, the blonde slightly more confidently than possibly Ellen. Faith wondered how they would have smiled if she hadn't given herself a thick phallus. Would the redhead be a feeling a bit more confident, or would they both have been equally eager? Or perhaps maybe Elaine was just a touch less certain about this than her blonde girlfriend no matter what was between her demonic legs.

No matter. Whatever the difference between very eager and quite eager might have been, the end result was the same. Faith hissed between her teeth when both kneeling girls reached out and grabbed her cock, the blonde with her right, the redhead with her left because they apparently weren't willing to let go of one another's hand. She felt hot blood rushing into her dark member as the two girls expertly stroked her, their hands sometimes moving back and forth in harmony, sometimes not. Even though Faith had almost complete control over her body, she couldn't fight her rising lust even if she'd wanted it to and her dick grew thicker and harder, slowly lifting itself up. However, she stopped her growing erection from pointing completely upwards, forcing it to remain more or less horizontal and coming to rest between the kneeling girl's heads.

It wasn't a terribly subtle hint and both girls got it instantly. Their hands came to a rest on her hot shaft and they once again kissed. But these weren't the gentle, reverential kisses of before. The girls kissed her dick hungrily, lapping at its hard flesh with their tongues. Faith snarled and involuntarily flapped her leathery wings. Her cock was far too big for either girl to take into her mouth and she didn't have enough control over the shape of her body right now to make such an adjustment. And she didn't have to. Their eager mouths kissed and licked their way up and down her shaft, leaving its dark flesh shining with their saliva.

Streaks of pleasurable flame ran through Faith's powerful body. Even though there was absolutely no way the girls had sucked cock before (well... maybe the blonde, but definitely not maybe Eleanor), their tongues and lips proved incredibly skilled. Girls were always incredibly skilled when they were with Faith. And Faith had never got used to it. Every time she had sex with a girl (or girls), it was the best sex she'd ever had. No matter their experience, no matter how many of them there were, her lust was always the most powerful this time, her pleasure the most intense. This time was no different. The two girls tending to her right now gave her pleasure unlike any she had ever experienced before, just like always.

Faith growled and snarled and beat her wings in what seemed like an effort to calm her raging body. Of course, the two girls knelt down in front of her had no intention of calming her down, tirelessly working to give her ever more pleasure. They seemed to have divided up her hard cock between them. The redhead who Faith was pretty sure by now was called Erika after all, worked hungrily at her tip, her tongue drawing eager circles all over the sensitive, black skin while the blonde mostly dragged her tongue up down the length of her shaft, though working most eagerly at the base and, from time to time, letting her tongue wander down to briefly drink from her wet pussy. For a moment, Faith regretted not giving herself a set of testicles when she'd transformed herself into a demonic form. She would have loved to feel the blonde's tongue playing with her balls. Of course, that would have meant her mouth would have spent less time pleasuring her member, so it wasn't exactly a big loss.

Faith threw her head back and roared when she felt the girl's hands beginning to move again. She could almost handle them stroking her and she could almost handle them kissing her, but she couldn't handle them kissing and licking and lapping and stroking and jerking her all the same time (while, part of Faith just couldn't help noticing, steadfastly managing to hold hands). The combined pleasure was just too powerful for her dark body. Still, she clung on for dear life, denying herself the climax she could feel growing between her legs. To come meant that she would no longer feel the two girl's mouth and lips pleasuring her cock and she wanted to experience it for as long as she could. Sure, it was probable that she would have sex again in the future and it could be that they would then suck and stroke her demonic cock then just like they did now. But it wouldn't feel as good as this time. It never felt as good as this time. So she snarled and hissed and panted as she stood on shaking legs and tried to delay the inevitable. But the thing about the inevitable was that you couldn't delay it forever.

"Get away," Faith growled.

The two girls obediently leaned away, letting go of her cock, but not of each other. Faith reached down, took hold of her shaft and began jerking herself off. She didn't need to for very long. Within moments she came, rapturous bliss flooding through her even as her demonic member spilled its seed all over the two girls kneeling in front of her. She kept stroking herself all throughout her lengthy climax, covering the two girls who'd pleasured her so effectively with her seed. More and more of the whitish fluid landed in their hair and on their faces and clothes until it seemed there was no longer even one inch of their bodies not covered in Faith's seed.

Faith eventually came down from her high, her black cock going limp in her hands. Opening her eyes, she saw the two kneeling girls turning to look at each other and their messy, semen-coated bodies. Then she saw them launching themselves against each other, the short blonde managing to get certainly Erika on the ground on her back. They desperately kissed their messy faces, tore at each other's messy clothes, far too overcome with lust for one another to strip calmly. Right now, for them, stripping calmly would mean there might be periods where their semen-coated bodies might not be entwined and right now, that was just unthinkable. Nevertheless, the two managed stop kissing for a brief moment.

"I love you," the blonde breathed.

"I love you," the redhead panted.

Faith smiled. People... well, girls were always so much more affectionate when they were around her. It was one of the nicer things of being her.

Faith shrank, resuming a more human form and deciding on the body she'd had when she'd walked into the classroom in the first place. She even decided to fashion the same clothes for herself because she couldn't be bothered to think up a new outfit right now. She quietly turned and headed for the door.

"Wait."

Looking back, Faith saw the blonde had raised herself enough for both girls to be able to look at her.

"Thank you," they chorused.

Faith nodded and left, confident that nobody would disturb the two horny girls unless and until they wanted someone to.

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"Well, you took your time."

"Yeah, sorry about that," Faith said as she took her bike from the bicycle rack and pulled up next to Zoe, her best friend since forever and the first person she'd ever had sex with (which had been the best sex Faith had ever had).

Zoe was blonde-haired and blue-eyed and could have had a future in professional modelling if only she'd had the slightest bit of interest in fashion.

"I got kind of distracted," Faith continued.

"Oh?" Zoe asked, her eyes sparkling. "By who?"

"Couple of girls," Faith replied. "A blonde and that freckled redhead from the chess club."

Zoe thought for a moment. "Sarah and Alice," she said.

"Alice? Really? Thought it was Erika. Or maybe Erin."

"Alice," Zoe replied. "She's been chasing Sarah for a couple of weeks now. I take it she caught her?"

"Pretty much," said Faith.

"Good. Did you have sex with them?"

"Yeah," Faith replied.

Zoe grinned. "Excellent. Did you tell them about our Saturday meetings?"

Faith grinned. The 'Saturday meetings' were more Zoe's thing than they were hers, but she couldn't deny enjoying them. Basically, a group of girls came over to her house and, well, most of the time they had an orgy. Not always. Sometimes they just hung out or watched a movie or something. But they usually had an orgy. And even when they didn't, there was always at least one girl who ended up masturbating either discreetly or openly. Faith's mother approved of the meetings because she thought her daughter was leading the girls towards worship of Her Dark Master. Which she was only mostly wrong about.

"Yeah, no," Faith replied. "When I left them they were way too busy with each other for an invitation."

"Of course," Zoe said. "Stupid question. I'll ask 'em tomorrow."

"Do what you gotta," Faith replied. "In the meantime, I gotta get home. Still got a pile of homework waiting."

"You know you don't have to do that, right?"

"Yeah, yeah," said Faith and cycled away.

Faith wasn't very big on theology. She didn't care about her infernal father, the 'dark master' he may or may not serve or the divine forces that she should probably consider the enemy. She couldn't give a toss about any of it. Just because she happened to be the half-breed spawn of some fiend didn't mean she had to go play their game.

So, without knowing it, she had begun to play her own game.

She didn't think of the girls she regularly had sex with as her followers, she didn't think of Sarah and Alice as new converts, she didn't think of Zoe as her High Priestess, didn't think of sex as worship, didn't think of masturbation as prayer and might only think of orgasms as blessings in a metaphorical sense.

And Faith certainly didn't think of herself as a young Goddess slowly awakening to Her powers.

Even though that was exactly what She had become.