Chapter 159: One More To Swallow
It was his turn.
The red imp couldn't run away forever. The evil presence (according to him), that September represented. To him, the Autumn witch was the evil spell caster who had come to take his cauldron shard away from him that he had obtained following the Minotaur breaking it in the first place. And while September was strictly here for the shard, she had taken lots of pleasure in swallowing the perverted souls of all of his friends.
One by one.
They were hers now. She stored them inside of her breasts, which had gotten a bit larger and more engorged following the collect of the souls. Her hangers were much, much heavier as well. Her nipples were right about to open again as she approached the devilish imp on the rooftop of a building in Brightshadow. The imp perfectly knew he didn't have much time left. His soul was going to be swallowed by her and her tits anytime now. The only thing that reassured him a bit and made him feel a bit less sad about the reality that he was about to leave this world was the fact that he was still holding this big shard in the palms of his hands. He petted her. It was going to be over soon.
This broken piece of the magical cauldron was going to be hers again, and there was nothing that he could do to change that outcome. September stepped closer toward him. He could feel the impending doom and darkness surrounding him. He continued to pet the cauldron shard until it was over. September's nipples opened up even larger. Wider. Air was being drained inside of her nipples. She was vacuuming the air with her breasts. Soon, it would be his soul that was going to be absorbed by them. Her tits were shaking with envy and desires for his soul. It was only a matter of time before…
"There you are!" Junk shouted as he showed up behind her on the rooftop. He had just escalated to the side of the building to join her. Or rather climbed up, since there also were stairs on the other side of the building, which wasn't used by the imp nor September. April followed the demon pretty quickly. Running up the stairs. She was right behind Junk. They both made it here.
"You've made quite a mess downstairs, Sept," April said.
"What do you mean?" September asked her, confused.
"The pile of bodies? The army that you left on the ground?"
"I took their souls. Their bodies are no use to me," she said.
"Well, I know that, that's not the issue. What is the issue is that it's a huge amount of bodies, empty shells, that you've left behind. Which means that it could easily attract the attention of our enemies, namely, The Trick-Or-Treating Orange Order. Something we don't want to happen. Especially after last week with Agatha. We should try to find a way to hide their bodies," April explained to her. At this point, the red imp was surrounded by the two gorgeous women and the monster. He was trapped. Even more than he already was before, when he was only chased by the Autumn witch.
"I'm afraid there is no other time for this and there is no way for us to hide that many bodies. The collection of their souls is worth the risk, but that's not why I came here in the first place," September said before turning back to the red imp. "He's next. He has our shard."
"So, he's the last one, right?" Junk asked her, looking forward to getting it over with and moving on to something else. It was late at night. He was getting tired and if the only thing that was standing between him and getting some sleep was this little guy, he had no remorse in having his master ending his life and capturing his soul.
"That's right, Junk…" September replied to him, sternly.
"What is your name, little guy?" April asked the devilish imp. Which surprised both of the two other members of the group. The elvish girl suddenly appeared right beside the imp. Politely asking him this question. The imp stared at her, sweating, greatly confused.
"Kathor…" he replied to her, not knowing what to do.
"Nice to meet you, Kathor. My name is April," she told him.
"April. This is not the time to create any friendships…" September tried stopping her, but it was too late. She was already shaking his hand by the time she tried to stop her. Meanwhile, Junk couldn't believe that she was actually doing something like that. And at that moment. Junk yawned. He was hoping to get this over with as soon as possible, so he could go to bed. That was what mattered now.
"April. Get out of the way. Let September do her thing."
"Oh, okay. Sorry. It was nice to meet you, Kathor," she adorably told him before leaving him alone and coming back next to Junk. Then, it was time for September to do what she was meant to. Absorbing the soul of this last imp. More air was being vacuumed inside of her breasts than ever. Kathor was shaking. He couldn't move. He was stunned. Soon, he'd be having a headache, and after that, he should be feeling his soul being pulled out his body. Which was exactly what happened. His soul could now physically be seen coming out of his body.
His soul was of a pale, blue color. The imp was still holding the huge cauldron shard in the palms of his hands at the moment during which his soul was being absorbed by the witch. The cauldron shard he had in his possession was rounded a bit, almost like a ball. As he tried moving and fighting back, he held the cauldron shard as high as he could in the air.
Then… As his soul was about to leave his body, something unexpected happened… Instead of his soul being absorbed by September's breasts first, it ended up being the cauldron shard. The cauldron shard ultimately flew in the air and was pulled inside of September's right nipple. Lodging itself inside of her nipple. Which took everyone by surprise, including Kathor. September suddenly stopped absorbing his soul for the time being. She blushed as she realized that it felt pretty good to have something strong and solid inside of her nipple. September began moaning.
"What just happened?" Junk asked.
"Is everything alright, Sept?"
"I guess so…"
"Do I still have my soul?"