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Chapter List
- 1-Psychostalkers Morrigan Ver.-UPDATED
- 2-Alternate Ending: Psychostalkers Dictator Ver.
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Bison watched Morrigan and Lilith suck him off again. The pleasure, the domination, there was nothing like it. He sighed, feeling hard up again and eager to cum even though he had just blown his load. They had intended to trap him and instead he felt like a king.

But just as he was feeling content, something ticked in the back of his mind. Something like a sixth sense that warned him he was facing a greater power, and an awakening of his sadistic intent. Normally he would have simply watched it unfold, let things play out and act accordingly. Yet his body lost in the physical realm and his soul bound up here, he would not take any chances.

He grabbed the back of their necks and pulled them away from his penis. They both looked up at him, the shock in their eyes was remarkable. He grinned, feeling proud for not falling into their trap.

“You thought to contain Bison? You were mistaken. And now you will both pay the price!”

He clashed their faces together. Their mouths were locked in a depraved kiss, their tongues frantically swimming in each other's mouths and tasting his cum. They tried to break away, but he wouldn't dare let them. Felt them resisting with all their might.

For an instant he felt their presence, their souls, rapidly growing stronger. As if they were trying to unite somehow against him. Where Lilith had bit his mouth, he felt as if a part of him was pouring out, weakening.

But his power would prevail. He pulled them back and looked deeply into their eyes. “Worry not. You will come to learn that submitting to Bison can feel very good.”

He threw them both back away from each other. He looked at Morrigan again. Those tits of hers were too appetizing for any man to resist. And as he saw her and imagined all the things he wanted to do to her, it fueled his lust, his desire for conquest, his Psycho Power. If she tried to hold him now, it would be too late.

Getting on top of her, Bison rammed his cock in between her tits. As he fucked her rack, he held onto her creamy pounds, pressing down on them with as much force as he saw fit. He felt her hard nipples under his palms. Just as stiff as when he had fucked Lilith, but with how much larger her breasts were, so too were her caps that much bigger too. She moaned louder the harder he pressed down onto her hooters.

It was wild and chaotic, neither of them could think straight. But as he went at it, he also wanted to capture her submission with his own eyes. He slowed down the rate of his pumping into her breasts and began kneading her breasts almost sensually. As expected, she looked up at him.

Morrigan's beautiful face still stained with his white goo was twisted, doing her best to keep herself from breaking under the pressure of the way he was touching her. “You must like this demon. Or would you prefer I tend to your other half instead?”

He moved his large fingers around her nipples and gently moved them in circles. Morrigan couldn't contain the lustful cries that escaped her mouth. Her lips were so erotic and puffy in her state of arousal.

That only spurred him on to edge himself further with his thrusts. He pushed his prick deep into her mouth, and she made a loud muffled grunt. Her voice was a little annoyed but it turned into a pathetic whimper when he began massaging her nipples again. To make it worse for her, he only slowly pressed his dick back and forth within the pillowy confines of her tits.

Bison grit his teeth when he felt her began to suck the prick in her mouth on her end. She knew how to do it too, this creature really was made for sex and pleasure. But what was really getting him off now was the domination of her. He was touching her like a gentleman, and she was forced to enjoy the touches of this madman.

He wouldn't last for too much longer. Eager to drive his hold over her that much more, he resumed ramming her at full speed. Morrigan made a series of muffled grunts “This is delicious!” he cried.

Then he came, filling her mouth up deeply with his spooge. He didn't stop either, he kept on plowing her as he saw fit, intending to totally break her. Eventually she lay there limply as he continued giving it to her.

He pulled away. He was still cumming, releasing his jizz all over her tits and face. Her body was nervously shaking on it's own from all that rough treatment and no doubt because a creature of her lineage no doubt found that even this act of submission to be exciting. But what caught his attention most was all the cum pouring out of her mouth now hanging open.

There was more fun to be had. Standing up on his knees, he grabbed her and spun her around so, getting her on her knees where her back was facing him. Bison bent her lower, looking at her lovely cheeks, she had showed him these from the beginning. He would reward her temptation. Still hard, he moved his dick in between her asscheeks, savoring the texture, the feeling, her moans of pleasure after getting fucked so hard like sweet birdsong cheering him on. Of all the forbidden pleasures he had enjoyed, this demon tush felt better than all of them.

He knew something else would feel better still. Grabbing his pecker, pointed it at her asshole and wedged it inside there. Still reeling from that hard fucking, Morrigan came to fast and looked back at him in alarm. He only barely paid her any heed and in a rare moment of mercy, slowly inserted his cock inside her rectum as slow as possible. Already at her limits, Morrigan uttered a slow and constant wail from her anus being filled up.

As soon as he was in all the way, he moved back just as slow. Gritting her teeth, Morrigan grunted in frustration and then as soon as his cockhead was near leaving her, he pushed back into her again. He savored every second of it.

She broke at that instant. Unable to bear it anymore, she moved herself back on him of her own accord, desperate for any stimulation. Bison's eyes glared bloodred from her eagerness, he had already done plenty with her and her ass was better than anything else by far. Giving into his savage nature, he pumped inside of her behind at a regular rate.

In the corner, Lilith watched them. She knew she should do something, stop him from having his way with her other half. But she was so turned on too, and knew that Morrigan was enjoying herself as well. She tenderly grabbed one of her small tits and fingered her vagina, still dripping with Bison’s cum.

Morrigan was pounding her fists on the floor from the intensity of their union as she moved back in tandem with Bison. She threw her head back and cried out deeper and louder, in all her trysts she had been dominant in one way or another, but now she felt truly powerless. Fucking her as hard as he had, he slapped one of her asscheeks and she let out a ragged "Yes!"
“Yes! Yes!” he cried out in victory.

Intending to fully satiate himself with her, he moved in at all full speed. Her power gave way as she could no longer move with him, her whole torso collapsed onto the floor with her ass sticking up in the air. Her head lay on the surface of the bed, grunting deeply as he continued stuffing her.

He pushed himself in all the way when he came, entirely filling up her rectum. Morrigan screamed as best she could, an erotic song that made his dark spirit alive with pleasure before her voice degenerated to a series of pathetic and small wails. It was pleasure, it was exhilarating and she couldn't even begin to muster the will to fight any longer.

And he was ready for more. He looked back at the other one. Lilith was still there, had been watching with morbid curiosity the whole time. He laughed, seeing her touch herself, now she was frozen at being caught red handed. Even knowing what she was, having just fucked her, faint traces of his cum still leaking out of her pussy, he couldn't help but think she looked so cute.

“Did you enjoy that show little one? I wonder if you did nothing because you were afraid. Or perhaps, it's just because you know how to submit to the strongest.”

“You...you're talking weird!” she said.

“Am I? Then let me act weird too.”

He grabbed her hips and made her get onto all fours before him. Just like her dear sister. This one acted like a child and had a slim petite torso to boot but it was her lower body that had his attention. Her hips exploded into a round and juicy ass that would put even Morrigan to shame. When he spread her cheeks, her asshole was twitching before him.

Still hard on a level even unusual for him, he crammed his cock into Lilith's asshole. The succubus threw her head back and screeched in a volume that honestly surprised him. Not that it would temper him to show any mercy, he was vicious from the start.

She was moving back on him. After that little revelation about how she liked pain, he figured it was because she liked it so much. Her body told that tale too, her asshole was so tight and clean and she was so loud.

And Bison wouldn't stop there. Wanting more than just the delight of fucking Lilith's asshole, he leaned forward and found her cunt. His big fingers worked deeply in there as he continued pummeling her rear.

Then his thumb brushed on her clit. Her wails became broken, and her body stiffened for several seconds before shaking uncontrollably. In that moonlight, reeling from a whole body orgasm, Lilith was a truly breathtaking vision.

Not that it was enough for him. He was still fucking her at top speed, his fingers still digging deep into her pussy. The rougher he got, the more chaotic she became.

He leaned forward and licked her back. She looked back at him in a gesture of pure submission. Her cheeks so flushed, knowing she was defeated, it touched something even in this monster posing as a man. Sharing that mutual passion, they mashed their tongues together.

He remembered that bite she gave him. In all the midst of this wild sex, Bison had honestly forgotten about it. But now it tingled more than ever. Yet he felt himself growing stronger through it, a feeling much greater than the simple pleasures of the flesh he had enjoyed with this succubi. Lilith tossed her head away from his and slumped forward.

“This is delicious!” he said. He felt himself growing like a presence magnified through glass, and then he came, bursting into Lilith's asshole. She made one final whimper before her whole body fell forward, becoming limp as it reverberated with shudders.

When he pulled out from her, he watched her shaking there. No longer a demon, no longer possessed of any power. Just a girl who fell to the power of Bison. He turned back to Morrigan.

“Clean me demons,” he said. Feeling the power bursting forth from him, the lost fragment of her soul in Lilith now a part of him and corrupted by his own strength, she did exactly as she was told, and leaned forward, taking his manhood into her mouth. She tasted all the juices on it, the heat and size of it. She looked up at him, his visage bearing down on her with cruelty. And as much as she wished otherwise, it only got her more excited.

Lilith was also very attentive, moved her face to his scrotum. Closing her eyes, she sucked his balls as tenderly as could be, using her tongue and teeth, driving him wild. It wasn't long before his penis was fully hard again, his balls swollen again with his infernal lusts.

She took his pecker out of her mouth. “M-more...?”

Still smiling his trademark Cheshire Cat grin, he chortled. “As you wish.”
***
The EKG was going crazy. Bison's assistants rushed in to find him dead. They looked at the only other person there, a nurse with green hair.

They were already suspicious. “What's going on?” one said.

Another one raised a gun at her. “Did you...?”

She looked at them. She was a woman whose beauty was almost painful to behold. There was something in her that had the every legend of a beautiful goddess from every part of the earth. And yet what truly captured their attention were her eyes. Bone white and stark of any real emotion.

It only made her grin, normally a thing that would light up her gorgeous facial features, all the more horrifying to behold. A joker smile that stretched her face wide up, widened her soft and kissable red lips and bared her teeth, as if her face were the mask of perverts and sadists. “Isn't it obvious?” she said. “I am reborn. And this is the only flesh I will ever need.”

That gun was still pointed at her. Maybe it was fear that kept it there, maybe it was out of disbelief. His arm was shaking, the pistol only looked like a toy.
But she would not have it. With a wave of her hand, a flash of blinding purple light wrapped him up and then in a second he was nothing but ash. They had seen the killing purple glow of Psycho Power before, but never like this.

The eyes of the others were reeling from that display of power. The force of that unholy radiance they witnessed that was so bright the sun's flare was the flickering of a lamp by comparison. But as soon as they recovered, they wasted no time in bowing before their leader. They fetched the new Bison her uniform and cape, white with power as they had been in that soul realm. Soon the world would bow before Shadaloo. And the dictator herself would have so many eager and devoted followers, ready to serve her every need.
Some always wondered what the M in her name stood for. As she reigned triumphant, her minions openly called her Mistress Bison, Madame Bison. She remarked to herself that perhaps she would call herself Morrigan Bison. None of it mattered. Let them talk and call her what they wanted. She was the new power.

It happened one morning as she sat on her throne. Her hair had become ash white from the Psycho Power realized to it's full strength in this new vessel. It did not diminish her beauty one bit.

She was nude and sweaty after a long night and with many naked others on the carpet before her. Treasures of men and women alike picked out from all over the planet and writhing in terror and ecstasy from tasting their new mistress' warped and carnal appetites. Her foes too, Guile, Ryu, Ken, Dee Jay, Cammy, Sakura and many more. She could have killed any of her foes easily enough, ensnared them as she had Morrigan, but she kept them as trophies, warnings to all those that might cross on her what would happen if they did. Under her influence, their eyes all blared bloodred, a sign of their devotion and enslavement to their new queen. All had learned to love their new goddess.
By her throne were Chun-Li and Rose, her two favorite conquests. It was known to both that this demon was the dictator’s new vessel, and as the world’s last form of resistance, they had come in ready to slay the terror of the world. One for vengeance, the other for justice. But against the malefic energy that was gathered together in this beautiful devil, they bent all too easily to this creature.
Kneeling before her now, the dictator looked down at them. Two beautiful women, her would-be killer and one that he had intended to serve as a vessel. In the wake of that defeat when they came to fight her, they were put in their place. Faced with impending death, their righteous indignation was turned to fear. That was a long time ago and now there was only unthinking worship.
It was last night that she had another fun romp with them. There sitting on her throne in her white uniform and cap, she was a true dictator. That was a great contrast to them naked and on their knees. As a man, Bison could never look so regal and terrifying at once.
A great contrast to them being totally nude. Their hair unbound, two stunning whores meant to be used for their bodies at their mistress’ pleasure. That was their role now.
“Submit,” she said, and the white eyes on that face too beautiful to be real bled crimson. At once both of them writhed, feeling the evil soul impress itself upon them. Both of the moaned deeply, touching their naked bodies as they were rapt with ecstasy as a gift from their mistress.
Their gorgeous faces were marked with defeat, eyes coated in red. There was nothing of the fight they came in here with. You would never to begin to think that looking at them that these were ever once other than the dictator’s personal favorites.
She was much pleased by what she saw. Chun-Li’s body was tall and sculpted all over with just the perfect touch of feminine beauty with supple tight breasts and a firm enough ass to tease anyone’s fancy, while Rose’s was shapely and curvy all over, big pliant tits and a set of perfect hips that rounded out into a juicy derriere. Two perfect trophies for her new rule feeling themselves up for her amusement.
The dictator gestured upward with her hands. Both of them stood up that instant, puppets for her pleasure. Rising from her throne, the dictator cupped their chins and looked at each of them directly. Two beautiful women with red eyes was a sight that would scare the average person, as if they were looking at seductive demons themselves ready to prey on their souls. But she saw the obedience inscribed on their faces, and their eyes under her control made them both look so beautiful.
Pulling Chun-Li forward, she forced a disgusting kiss on her. Slipping her tongue right in from the start, she loved this one the most. How much fight she had come in here with, only to lose it all in the end. How much passion she now held for her captor, embracing her. Her naked muscular body, she clung to the dictator Her thrall’s red eyes lit up and narrowed in delicious submission.
That suited her. The dictator’s appetites in her previous existence were a cruel thing and now as a succubus, they were rapacious. She devoured Chun-Li’s mouth, pulling her thrall’s body forth so they were locked with each other. The dictator fondled her bare ass as she saw fit.
Chun-Li’s body seared alive from that touch. As her face was currently being all but raped, the demon’s hands moved all over her naked body, tracing her nails on her back and cupping her ass. The former street fighter heart beat with a twisted excitement and a dark wetness formed in her pussy.
Before she knew it, she was moving her tongue back on the demon’s. Holding her right back, under the white uniform that she wore, Chun-Li felt that lovely body which would haunt the dreams of men to enchant them away from all they loved and drive women to commit nightmares just to win them back, those soft breasts and that perfect ass. Under her spell didn’t remember her name or why she was in anger, why she had engaged in a fight with this beautiful creature and lost. The only thing that mattered was that she knew why she was here.
When their lips parted, there was a long line of spit between their tongues.
Rose had also been getting herself a show. She had watched it all, shamelessly fingering herself and taking one of her great tits into her mouth. The dictator looked past Chun-Li and her smile widened, baring her teeth in a psychotic leer.
“You didn’t have permission to do that,” she said. Not looking at Chun-Li she said, “Punish her.”
She strode on over to the disobedient one. Pinning Rose to the ground, she spanked her harder and harder. The dictator licked her lips at the sight of that fat ass jiggling with each slam from those strong hands. It was getting her so wet.
“Stop,” she said, and Chun-Li obeyed instantly. She stood up to look at her mistress.
She was much rewarded. Sitting back down on her throne, the dictator licked her full lips, promising her so many passions. Chun-Li’s red eyes captivated in submission were awash in delight. Her owner bid her slave to come forward with a single finger.
Chun-Li indulged in her reward. Running on over to her like a little girl, she hopped onto the dictator’s lap. Rubbing their naked bodies together, the slave threw her head back, her flowing hair thrashing about violently. The dictator looked at her thrall, there was nothing left of the woman seeking to kill her father’s killer, only a pathetic whore indulging in sick lusts with the monster that slew her kin. Chun-Li looked at her, so much want in those enthralled red eyes and puckering up, kissed her directly, pushing her tongue into the demon’s mouth of her own accord. That pleased her captor just fine, she had taken many lovers as the children of those she killed, and whatever they felt at first, they all submitted to the dictator’s power. But to have those once strong now willingly submit in pure want with not a hint of who they were, that kind of defilement was the best of all.
Chun-Li looked away and uttered a horribly loud moan. It was pleasant for the dictator too, her body was on fire. She pushed her slave off, far too soon for that one. Not that she didn’t know how to improvise, she was down on the floor shamelessly touching herself.
The dictator’s other favorite had her full attention now. Rose had been fondling herself watching every second of it, standing there while fingering herself, she had one of her big tits in her mouth. Once considered a candidate for the dictator’s new vessel, now a mere fuck toy.
But she was only a body in the end. The dictator cast off her deathly white uniform, baring her beautiful body. Rose’s tit slipped out of her mouth and her hand froze at the sight of her new master’s naked form. Perfect breasts, curvy hips and a wide waistline along with a perfect set of legs, the only thing she still had on was a pair of high heels. The naked white glare from the dictator’s eyes and that smile had held so many in terror. Rose’s mind ran riot with naughty thoughts.
Squatting down next to her, the dictator looked at Rose’s ass. It was all red from the brutal spanking that Chun-Li had delivered. Tracing a finger up one of those thighs to the smooth and soft cheek still very tender, Rose twitched and shivered in response. Casually moving her fingers on that tingling posterior, she breathed on the other cheek. Rose faintly moaned in response, a terribly feminine sound.
That weak sound awakened the devil that had seized the succubus’ body. Clenching her fingers into that cheek so her nails dug into it, she took the other one into her mouth, devouring it as she saw fit. This ass belonged to her and she intended to play with it as she saw fit.
Rose was helpless. Having her ass eaten up by her new keeper, it was pain and it was pleasure and each sensation fed the other, leaving her shaking and crying out, a piercing whimper. Her nipples were sticking out and her pussy was getting so wet.
The dictator chuckled while she had the one cheek deep in her mouth. A dark and low sound, she sent the psychic message, Touch yourself, to her slave, and Rose complied, resuming her shameless masturbation session that started while she watched Chun-Li give into her dark urges. Being dominated while being so sensitive and tender, Rose pinched one of her nipples while stabbing her fingers deep into her vagina.
Those teeth, perfect and terrifying, bit down deep into that cheek. Rose shrieked in the midst of her pleasure and then those sharp nails dug down deeper than ever. It was so painful but so good, she was so close to an orgasm.
But she didn’t have permission to cum either. The dictator stopped at just the last minute. Denied her release, Rose paused in shock. Her body shook with want, wanting her mistress’ touch again.
Fortunately, her keeper had much the same idea. Standing up, the dictator seized Rose’s shoulders and forced her down onto the floor. Sitting down on her thrall’s face, the dictator merely said, “Eat.” A single syllable, and the raw desire in it, the commanding tone, it was more like a grunt than an actual word.
Rose ate deep inside of the demon’s pussy. No hesitation, the only thing she focused on was eating, fulfilling her captor’s command. The dictator’s smile looked manic, a small line of drool trailed down her lip as too many wanton pleasures raged inside of her. Looking down at Rose’s face, she looked so pathetic and so devoted. Squeezing Rose’s face with her thick thighs, her slave’s face was already red from the honor of eating out her mistress and it became even redder from the pressure of those legs. But she didn’t pause her cunnilingus for an instant.
The dictator climaxed before she even realized it. No stranger to pleasure, that was one of the most intense orgasms she had ever felt in her entire life. For once her psychotic grin with her teeth bared looked gentle.
The dictator stood up. Rose lying there on her back and gazing up at her owner, the naked white haired succubus looked beautiful and imposing all at once. She wanted it so bad.
Raising up one of her high heeled feet, she moved the stiletto into Rose’s twat. Very slowly too, the dictator knew how to please, after all that rough treatment, she could be very slow and seductive when she wanted to. Rose was shaking up from the treatment, her mistress had went all out in being as brutal as she wanted to be. So slow now,her vagina quivered, just as sensitive and helpless as the rest of her.
It wouldn’t be that way for long. Looking down at her slave, writhing from having her pussy stabbed, the dictator sped things up a bit. Keeping the toe of the heel down on Rose’s crotch, she moved the stiletto down faster and faster. Not to mention that with the toe firmly down on her pussy, it moved up on her clit with every stomping motion from the stiletto. In her devotion and worship, Rose felt like her pussy was being fucked up by a giant dick.
She came all of a sudden, uttering a horribly pathetic shriek. Her whole body jerked up involuntarily and then she was lying there, her face hanging loose to the side. The dictator smiled. In a previous life, they were her two greatest foes. Now there was nothing left of who they were. Just two whores ready to serve her every whim.

It was not merely the mortal world she took from either. The hidden creatures of the world would also serve her purpose. Felicia sang plenty of her pleasures and her claws were no match for the scratches of this succubus. In a state of frenzied heat, the pussycat had sat right on the dictator’s face as she was eaten out, much to her satisfaction. Donovan Baine, hunter of evil, now was a favorite of this demon, cutting down all who opposed her and she in turn rewarded him so many times in the bedroom, riding him as she saw fit. The dictator’s new body was well equipped to enjoy so many things that she would never have felt as a man, his massive curved dick filling up every inch of her hungry cunt before he filled her up with his essence. And as the dictator sat there reflecting on how far she had come, BB Hood naked as the rest came crawling to the foot of her throne like a baby seeking milk and patiently sucked her new demonic mistress' toes.

It was after this long wild night in particular merely one of many, she realized conquest of Earth was not enough. Within the cage of her soul, Lilith and Morrigan played with each other given to their lustful passions, it was the only thing they could do, they had just gotten finished a session of mutual clamdiving together and now they were scissoring, holding each other fast, flicking their tongues together. Lilith held her sister’s tits while Morrigan shamelessly seized the other one’s big ass, moving her fingers inside the cute demon’s slick rosebud. The dictator felt it as though it was herself, and their souls’ embrace fueled her own potent passions all too well. There were other worlds than these, far greater creatures than all those she had ensnared.

“This woman was a creature of the underworld. I will teach the demons of that demesne what real hell truly is.”
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