"Come here, sister!" Mistress Strange cooed as she kissed Clea hard on her cracked lips, exploring every inch of her mouth with her tongue.
"MMMMM," Clea cooed, rubbing her huge tits against Strange's body.
"What do you want, sister?" Strange asked.
"Want? Ooooo! I want to fuck! I want my big belly pumped so full of corrupted jism that I give birth to a whole litter of demon babies! I want to feed my little demon babies on my evil milk so they grow big and strong! I want to whore myself to the Forces of Darkness and give birth to an army of monsters!"
Strange cackled. And she thought she was horny!
"That's good," the former sorcerer supreme cooed. "I can give you plenty of demons to father on you all sorts of monstrous children."
Clea's whole body jiggled with lust and she drooled at the thought.
"But first, we need a third member for our coven. A good coven has at least three. And I know who it should be...."
* * *
The Scarlet Witch was sleeping in her room when she was suddenly startled by a burst of fire and brimstone.
"Hello," Mistress Strange purred as she strode out of the smoke.
Wanda tried to respond, but she couldn't move! She was paralyzed!
Then she felt thick arms wrap around her and a huge green nipple press against her mouth.
"Mmmm, drink it up," Clea cackled. "Feel my wickedly delicious sour milk pour down your throat, feel it coat your insides...."
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