The Devil's Apprentice by Patrick Stewart (polar express read aloud TXT) 📕

met his eyes once more. “I don’t really know why I was doing that…” she let out a small laugh.

“I didn’t mind,” Alex said quietly.

Jessica’s eyes lit up. Her hand reached for his still erect cock once more. She was about to massage the tip when the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it,” Jessica said quickly.

She was up and gone before Alex could tell her to stop, to not bother. It was probably the mailman ringing the buzzer for every apartment, hoping someone would let him in. Or, it was one of Jessica’s friends. Maybe it was her boyfriend, Alex thought sullenly. That would make sense. That’s why Jessica rushed off…

He was wrong.

It most definitely wasn’t Jessica’s boyfriend.

A tall woman with short black hair and piercing blue eyes followed Jessica into the room. She wore blue denims torn at the knees and a black embellished trim top. Even dressed casually, she made Jessica look plain. It was her, the woman from the Red House of Satan.

“You!”

“Hey,” she waved, smiling.

Alex jumped to his feet in alarm. “What are you doing here?”

“Thought I’d come and check up on you, see how you’re doing.”

“I’m doing fine, thanks,” Alex muttered.

The edges of her lips twitched as she stared down. “Yeah… it is pretty impressive.” She turned her head towards Jessica. “Can we have a moment?”

Alex wanted to tell Jessica to stay, or better yet, to call the police. But before he got a chance to do either, Jessica had left the room. The woman closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed.

“I’m Karen.”

“What do you want?” was Alex’s response.

“I’m here to help you settle in to your new life,” Karen said simply.

“My new life? What if I don’t want it?”

“You can’t go back on your deal with the devil.”

“I didn’t sell my soul to the devil! Apparently, my dad did. But,” Alex raised a hand in the air, “I’m not buying this. She isn’t the real devil. If she really did rip my soul out, I should have died. I’m still alive. I don’t know what sick game you fuckers are playing, but if you don’t leave, I’m going to call the police and have you all arrested for kidnap and sexual assault!”

“Your dad sold his soul to the devil?” Karen asked, frowning.

“No,” Alex muttered. “Apparently he sold my soul to the devil in exchange for money to spend on drinks and women.”

“That’s not how it works… Satani always offers the person something in return for their own souls.”

“She didn’t offer me anything. I’d never met the bitch until she pulled my soul out,” Alex growled.

Karen’s eyes widened and her mouth hung open in shock. And then she found her voice. “You can’t call her that!”

“Bitch?” Alex asked. “Of course, I can. She’s a dumb bitch if she thinks she owns me.”

Karen’s eyes scanned the room feverishly. Not spotting anything, she jumped to her feet and marched towards Alex. He backed away warily but had nowhere to go. She cornered him, then covered his mouth with her hand.

“You can’t say stuff like that!” she hissed. “It could get you killed. Or worse.”

Alex pulled her hand down from his lips. “Or worse?”

“You could be tortured for all eternity!”

Yup, that did sound worse. “She’s really the devil?”

Karen nodded. “I don’t know why it was different with you, but it doesn’t matter. You belong to her now. The role comes with benefits. You should embrace it.”

She glanced down at his cock. Alex became aware of the fact that he was naked once more in front of another gorgeous but clothed woman.

“My cock was already big,” he muttered. “Satani didn’t make that happen.”

Karen smiled, her eyes sparkling. “I’m sure it was, but it’s grown some and will grow more.”

“Grow more?” Alex swallowed nervously. His cock was already a monster. Any bigger, and he might struggle to find a woman out of porn who would be willing or even able to take it.

Karen gripped his manhood by the head. It responded to her warm touch, growing, hardening. “Your whole body will change. You’re going to be taller, stronger, handsome. For men, it’s always the cock that grows first.”

Somewhat distracted by Karen who was now stroking his throbbing cock, it took a while for him to process her words. “That uh… that doesn’t sound so bad.”

“It’s not bad,” Karen agreed. “You should have seen me before I changed.” She let go off his cock. Her hands pushed against her breasts. “I was flat chested.”

Alex stared at her. Even with a flat chest, she would still be damned hot. His cock seemed to think the same. It remained erect, pointing at her like a shotgun. Karen stepped away from him and sat on the bed. He missed her proximity. When she tapped on the mattress beside her, Alex joined her without fuss.

“The transition from a human to a Demon Hunter is always a little difficult, but-”

“Demon Hunter?” Alex interrupted.

Karen nodded. “That’s our purpose.”

And so, she began to explain.

It was all real. Hell, heaven, god, the devil, angels and demons. Every human had a soul, the metaphysical attached to the physical flesh and bones. The soul remained in a dormant state, but it was somehow connected to the consciousness. When the human died, if it had a clean conscious, the soul rose up to the heavens above. If not, it sunk into the ground and the hell below that waited.

Demons and angels traversed through the world of humans. Many demons even made it their home. That was where the Demon Hunters came into play. Satani was somehow able to free a human from its soul without the fleshy dying. The soul connected to the flesh and bones aged the human body. Without the soul, Demon