Up until that point in my life I had been pretty comfortable being average and regular, hiding and denying my sexuality like everyone else. Then, I d...ted evil incarnate, a demon; I fell in love with someone without a soul. He was beyond a pathological liar. Every single solitary word out of his mouth was a lie. He lied when he would swear to me he was telling the truth. He looked me in the eye and lied to me, used me, he cheated on me. He told me he loved me, told me he wanted to spend. She really didn’t feel or sense anything so far. However she had faith it would show up.She was right, because it indeed had been watching her everyday she came by.It watched her in her leggings running on the treadmill. Her round ample butt with a slight jiggle. Her shapely muscled legs, her large bust bouncing under her cleavage friendly sports bra.Watching her sweat trailing down her jiggly D cup. Almost reaching for her pouty full lips. Holding back, only to wait until she was. Cummy. We have others from that. Everywhere I spread. I’m not just here Rachel. I am not one. I have claimed so many others.” She smiled, pleased with herself.“I’m driving my tentacles up into housewives at the nudist beach. I’m covering librarians with coats of cum underneath their clothing, the stifling strands bending them to my will. I’ve abducted, hypnotized, and stolen your sex, turning humanity into my puppet.”Her lips twisted and again her voice was different.“I’m fucking the. After Reggie exhaled, with nary a hint of a cough, she said, “Seems they were much happier when I was ... when all of us were stay-at-home sad sacks. No social life to speak of, nice passive children, good little girls.”“Have they figured out what you’re doing when you’re out?”“Some of it, maybe. I come home with pot smoke on my clothes. I mean, I can mouthwash the liquor off my breath, shower so I don’t smell like I was smoking weed and fucking all night ... but they’ve caught the smoke on my.