Ongoing Path Chapter 121 Supernatural Verse P2 Rev 0

The Ongoing Path – Supernatural Universe

By Stargatesg1fan1

Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized universes or characters within.

Women Bonded to Harry in This Verse-

Jessica ‘Jesse’ Moore is played by Adrianne Palicki

Andrea Barr is played by Amy Acker

Rebecca ‘Becky’ Warren is played by Amy Grabow
Jenny is played by Kristin Richardson
Layla Rourke is played by Julie Benz

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Harry, Jesse, and Dean sat on a flight taking off with Dean gripping the seats tightly.  Harry exchanged an amused look with Jesse.  Dean was not aware that he was in absolutely no danger.  Even if the demon they were here to stop managed to crash the plane, Harry could protect them.

“The take-off and landing aren’t the most pleasant of times,” Harry admitted. “But try to relax.  I can use magic to protect us if the plane has any trouble.”

“You can?” Dean asked seriously.

“I can,” Harry confirmed.

Dean nodded and relaxed quite a bit.  The tension visibly went out of him.  He trusted his brother’s mojo.

“I already checked out nametags.  Amanda is the stewardess in the back,” Jesse said.

“I’ll go back and work a little charm on her,” Harry said as he got up.

As soon as he went into the back, Harry recognized Amanda.  She was the counterpart to his wife Laura Cadman from the Stargate universe.  He knew her body intimately.

“Can I help you?” Amanda asked.

“I’m actually here to help you,” Harry said as he waved his hand and the noise from the passenger cabin cut off.

Amanda noticed.  Harry pointed at a stack of cups in front of Amanda.  A gesture from his finger caused the cups to raise into the air.  She stared in shock.

“How are you doing that?” Amanda asked.

The cups visibly transfigured into a half dozen butterflies that landed on Amanda.

“I can do magic,” Harry said.

He stepped a little closer.  He slowly reached out and took her hand.  The moment he touched her Amanda was rocked by a powerful orgasm.  Harry caught her as she went weak from the intensity of it.

“Why are you doing this?” Amanda asked as she slowly came down from her release.

“I need you to believe me when I tell you that the passengers on this plane are in danger.  The copilot of the plane has been possessed by a demon.  That demon is what crashed the previous flight you were on,” Harry said.

Amanda looked into his eyes trying to find any hint of deceit.  She didn’t see any.  Instead she felt a powerful attraction to this man.

“Who are you?” Amanda asked.

“My name is Sam Winchester,” Harry said.  “My brother Dean and fiancé Jesse are sitting a little further up,” Harry said.  “Will you help us?”

Amanda felt a pang of something at hearing he had a fiancé.

“Yes,” Amanda said as she licked her lips.

“Just one thing first,” Harry said before he leaned down and kissed her.

She returned the kiss.  When he drew back she had a look of confusion on her face.

“You just said you were engaged,” Amanda said.

“Jesse likes girls as well as guys.  We like to share,” Harry said.

Jesse had already begun to lead Dean back.  Amanda had made herself presentable by the time they made it back there.  With Amanda’s help they lured the copilot back to the back.  Harry magically restrained him and exorcised the demon back to hell.

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Later That Night, Hotel Room at the Destination

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Harry gripped Amanda’s hips as he sank his cock into her slick cunny for the first time.  She lay on top of Jesse in a sixty-nine.  Amanda raised her head and looked over her shoulder in lust as she took his dick for the first time.  For Harry it felt just like being in her counterpart.  He slowly fucked her through several orgasms before pumping her cunt full of his creamy seed, making her his.

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Toledo, Ohio

Harry walked out into the back yard at the wake of Steven Shoemaker.  As he approached the group of young ladies sitting around Steven’s daughters Donna & Lily, Harry recognized the counterparts of two of his wife.  Looking up at him with interest were Charlie, the counterpart to Christy Jenkins from the Charmed universe, and Jill, the counterpart to Mara from the stargate universe.

“You must be Donna,” Dean said.  “Right?”

“Yes,” Donna replied.

“Hi.  I’m Sam and this is Dean.  We’re really sorry for your loss.  We’re from a branch of the FBI investigating a string of events we think may relate to your father’s death.  We wondered if we could talk to you sometime in the next few days.  Obviously you can’t today,” Harry said.

“I’m fine to talk today,” Donna said, just wanting a distraction.

Donna answered some questions.  Lily, Donna’s younger sister, chimed in with a tale of how she said Bloody Mary three times into a mirror right before the incident.

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Jill’s Bedroom, Later That Night

Jill had just noticed the reflection of herself making a different facial expression than her in the mirror with bleeding eyes. 

“You did it,” Bloody Mary said wearing Jill’s face.  “You killed that boy.”

Harry appeared out of thin air behind Jill and raised his hand.  A glowing shield appeared between the mirror and Jill, cutting off Bloody Mary’s power.

“Jill, come here,” Harry said.

Jill stepped closer to Harry.  She had felt the pain cut off as soon as the shield went up.  Harry wrapped his arm around her and apparated back to the RV.  Dean was currently out hooking up with a local he had met.  Jill was in nothing but a pair of panties.

“Are you alright?” Jesse asked.  “What did you do to stop her?”

“Yes.  What…was that Bloody Mary?” Jill asked.

“It would appear so.  I used magic,” Harry said.  “I’m a wizard.”

“I didn’t think any of this was real,” Jill said as tears formed.

Jesse wrapped her in a hug.

“Shhh…you’re safe here,” Jesse said.  “You need to calm down.  You can stay here until we stop Mary.  She can’t get you here.  Let us help you relax.”

Jill nodded and felt Harry turn her head.  She accepted his kiss and returned it.  His hands slid down to her panty covered ass.  Jill gave herself to the two.

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“This whole thing is ridiculous,” Donna said.  “First Lily and now Jill,” She said as she walked with Charlie.

“Maybe they are right,” Charlie said.

“Oh please.  Not you too,” Donna said.  She stopped at a mirror in the bathroom and said, “Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary.”

It wasn’t long until Charlie was seeing Bloody Mary.

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Winchester RV

“Do you have room for another?” Charlie asked as she stood outside the RV door.

“Come in,” Jesse invited.

Charlie had been told to come there by Jill.  Charlie was shocked to walk in and find her friend kneeling using her mouth on a very impressive dick.  Jill turned at the gasp from her friend and held out her new favorite appendage.

“Come pay the price for his protection.  I promise you won’t mind,” Jill said.

Charlie felt an overwhelming wave of lust for Harry.  He was a very handsome man.  She met his eyes as she walked closer and dropped to her knees next to Jill.

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Harry finished banishing Bloody Mary as Dean and Jesse stood nearby.  The mirror she had been tied to had already been destroyed.  Mary had come out of it.  From there Harry had summoned a sword to finish her off.  She had caught fire the moment the sword had stabbed through her heart.

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St. Louis

“Oh my God, Sam, Jesse,” Becky greeted as she hugged first Jesse and then Sam.

“I’m sorry about Zach,” Jesse said.

“We got your email,” Harry added.  “This is my brother Dean.”

“Come on in,” Becky invited.  “I was crashing here for the long weekend when everything happened.  I took the semester off.  I plan to stay until Zach is free,” Becky explained.  “My parents live in Paris for half the year.  They are on their way home for the trial.”

“Can I get you a beer or something?” Becky asked.

“We’re fine,” Jesse said.  “So tell us what happened.”

Becky relayed the story.  Zach had come home to find his girlfriend Emily tied to a chair beaten up and bloody.  She wasn’t breathing.  He called 911.  The police showed up and arrested him.  Only he had been at his parents’ house with Becky.  The police had security camera footage showing Zach entering his building just before Emily had been killed.

After she had heard the story, Jesse looked at her husband and said, “Show her.”

“Show me what?” Becky asked.

“That things that go bump in the night, creatures, are real.  I’ll do that by proving to you that magic is real,” Harry said as he gestured and levitated Becky into the air.

He conjured fire in another hand.

“Sam can do magic.  Sam and Dean hunt monsters,” Jesse explained.

After she got over her shock a little, Becky asked, “You think this is some kind of monster that framed Zach?”

“It sounds like some form of shapeshifter,” Harry suggested.

“It could be,” Dean admitted.

“I’ll go have a talk with the police and convince them that it was someone who tried to frame Zach,” Harry said.

“You can do that?” Becky asked with surprise.

“Sam can be very convincing,” Jesse said.

“I’ll start looking into what our monster could be,” Dean said.

“I’ll watch Dean’s back,” Jesse told her husband.

“I want to come with you,” Becky said to Jesse.

Jesse nodded her agreement.

“Do you want to fuck Becky?” Jesse asked her husband telepathically after he had left the room.

“She’s attractive facially.  But she’s too skinny.  Honestly I think she has a mild eating disorder,” Harry replied.  “I don’t want to have sex with her right now.”

Jesse thought Becky was attractive.  But Sam was right.  She was too thin.  She reminded Jesse of the actress Kristen Bell.

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Once they were back at the RV doing research, Jesse waited until Dean was out on a food run to act.

“Do you have a crush on Sam?” Jesse asked.

Becky blushed and said, “I…I don’t know how to answer that.”

“Honestly,” Becky said.

“I’m sorry.  I would never betray you Jesse.  But I do find Sam very hot,” Jesse admitted.

“It’s fine,” Jesse admitted as she scooted closer to Becky.

Warning (Fem-Slash Smut)

Becky was surprised for a moment as Jesse leaned in and kissed her.  Becky had never really been too attracted to women.  But Jesse was channeling her husband’s lust aura.  This saw Becky quickly wet.  The kissing turned heated.  Jesse slipped her right hand the front of Becky’s jeans and found a wet pussy waiting for her.  She began fingering the blonde.

“Sam isn’t the only one who can work a little magic,” Jesse said as she slipped down to her knees and pulled off Becky’s jeans and panties.

As she began eating some pussy, Jesse channeled her newer powers and started permanently transfiguring Becky’s physique.  Becky was slowly transformed into a more toned musculature that Jesse knew her husband found attractive.  Jesse reached out telepathically to Dean when she felt him coming back mentally commanding him to occupy himself elsewhere.  Harry used a copy of himself to deal with Zach.  He arrived back in the RV after Jesse mentally summoned him.  It was there he found Becky kneeling before the bed, her face buried in Jesse’s pussy.  Becky’s juicy gash glistened from behind.  Jesse had already eaten the blonde to several orgasms.

“Time to get your dick wet lover,” Jesse invited while mentally encouraging Becky to wiggle her hips in clear invitation.

Harry banished his clothes and stepped up behind Becky.  He laid his left hand on the small of her back and guided his erection to her slit.  A quick rube to lubricate the tip and he was sinking himself inside of her.  Becky gasped and stopped licking as she felt her insides forced open around Harry’s girth.  He buried himself balls deep in her body.  It was the fullest she had ever been.  His cock burned with a vibrancy inside of her pussy.  He let her adjust for several moments before he began sliding his fat tool to and from her hungry cunny.  Jesse and Harry shared Becky for over an hour.  She came many times before he finally buried his shaft inside of her softness and seeded her with his load.

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Skinwalker’s Lair a Few Hours Later

The skinwalker returned after choosing its next victim.  It looked to the right of the entrance having sensed something was off.  That had been a distraction generated by Harry’s telekinesis.  It heard the sound of something cutting the air.  But it was already too late.  Harry’s sword cut through its neck like a hot knife through butter.  He had been invisible to the right of the door.  The skinwalker’s head hit the floor and it died messy.  He vanished the body and cleaned his sword before apparating out.

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“I can’t thank you enough for what you did for Zach,” Becky said before kissing Harry deeply.

“It was our pleasure,” Jesse added as she initiated her own kiss.

“Don’t be strangers.  I very much enjoyed what we did,” Becky said.

“Just text us anytime you want some more,” Jesse said.  “Sam can teleport.  We can be at your place in seconds.”

“Any time,” Harry added.

“I’ll remember that,” Becky said.

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Harry, Jesse, and Dean investigated a few more cases until their next case took them back to Lawrence, Kansas.  Lawrence was the town their mother had died in.

Harry had detected the demon blood that had been introduced to his system from a young age the moment he had appeared in this universe.  His divine essence had washed away any taint from the demon blood.  Aristotle had glimpsed into alternate timelines if he hadn’t been present.  At this point, Sam Winchester would be having psionic visions that allowed him to see glimpses of events happening in other places and possible futures.  It was this that saw them heading back to Lawrence.

“Hello,” Harry greeted as Jenny, the new homeowner, an attractive single mother of two opened the front door.

“Hi,” Jenny said.  “What can I do for you?”

“My name is Sam Winchester.  This is my brother Dean.  And this is my fiancé Jesse.  This might seem a little strange.  This is the house Dean and I grew up in.  We were passing through the area.  We wondered if we could have a look around,” Harry said while letting a little bit of his aura out.

“It’s my fault really.  I encouraged them to stop after they were telling me stories about this place,” Jesse added.

“Of course.  Come in,” Jenny said.  “I actually just moved in.  I think I came across some of your family photos the other night.”

“Hello,” Jesse greeted the little girl sitting at the table.

“These are my kids Ritchie and Sari,” Jenny explained as she got Ritchie a juice cup.  “Sari, this is Sam, Dean, and Jesse.  Sam and Dean used to live here.”

“Hi,” Sari greeted.

Harry had already looked up Jenny’s history.  Her husband had died a few months back from a car accident.  She was here for a fresh start.

After greeting the children, Harry asked, “How are you finding the house?”

“With all due respect to your childhood home, this place has its issues,” Jenny said.

“Like what?” Dean asked.

“It’s getting old.  For example, the wiring.  We have flickering lights,” Jenny explained.

“I’m actually very handy with repairs.  Dad had the wiring replaced when we lived here.  It’s possible the electricians made a mistake or two.  I’d be happy to take a look,” Harry offered.  “I’d hate to risk your house catching fire.”

“I couldn’t impose on you,” Jenny said.

“Nonsense,” Jesse said.  “Sam is very handy.  He’d be happy to help.”

“While he is doing that, are there other issues?  I’m also fairly handy,” Dean said.

“The sink is backed up,” Jenny admitted.

“I can look at that,” Dean agreed.

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Jesse had immediately started befriending Jenny.  Sari admitted had admitted that there was a monster in her closet.  Jesse had also been channeling a bit of her husband’s aura to turn Jenny on.

“It’s been so hard without Steve,” Jenny admitted, speaking of her husband.  “It isn’t just emotionally either.  I haven’t had sex since he died.”

“A vibrator isn’t the same is it,” Jesse said.

“No it isn’t,” Jenny agreed.

“I’d be happy to have Sam relieve that pressure,” Jesse said.

Jenny looked at Jesse in surprise.

“He’s your fiancé,” Jenny pointed out.

“Oh I know.  We’ve brought other lovers into our bed before.  We regularly do it in fact.  I don’t mind him helping out a widow in need.  I’ll hear all about it later.  I could keep the kids entertained,” Jesse suggested.

Jenny bit her lip.  She was really horny.  And the Winchester brothers were very good looking.

“I don’t know,” Jenny admitted.

“You know you want laid.  Go on up to your room and I’ll send Sam up,” Jesse urged.

Jenny slowly nodded and left the room.

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“Hey,” Jesse said something about you wanting to thank me for helping you around the house.  That isn’t necessary,” Harry added after he closed the door to Jenny’s bedroom behind him.”

Jenny knew a perfect opening when she saw one.

“I insist,” Jenny said as she dropped to her knees before Harry.

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Harry let her unbutton his jeans, unzip his fly, and pull his pants along with his boxer-briefs down.  She met his gaze before her eyes focused on his flaccid dick.  She immediately grasped it and brought her lips around the head.  She began nursing on his end.  It didn’t take her long to suck him hard.  His lust aura flowed over her arousing her beyond anything she had experienced.  She knelt there sucking his dick for quite a while.  Eventually, he pulled back and reached down to pull her to her feet.  He kissed her and guided her back to the bed while taking off her own bottoms.  She was soon naked from the waist down.  He wasted no time in putting her on her back, spreading her legs, and sheathing his hard prick within her.  Jenny moaned encouragingly as she experienced his dick for the first time.  He drew his body back and stared at her beautiful face as he began slowly moving his hips back and forth.  Jenny’s thirty-five-year old pussy was tight despite having given birth to two kids.  Harry enjoyed the feel of her slick cunt sliding around his hardness, her kegel muscles gripping him trying to resist his movement.

Harry slowly screwed Jenny.  It took her ten minutes of taking his dick before she came the first time.  By that point his slow pumping of her pussy had brought her to quite the intense orgasm.  He fucked her slowly through her orgasm before pausing and kissing her for a few minutes.  Then he resumed fucking her.  It was after her third orgasm on her back that Harry pulled out of her.  Jenny willingly changed positions with him until she was on her hands and knees.  He gripped her hips and slid his dick into her juicy gash from behind.  He admired her firm rear which she kept in shape as he slowly screwed her.  She frequently leaned her back against his chest and turned her mouth to kiss him.

It was while approaching her third orgasm while on her hands and knees that Jenny sensed his impending orgasm.  By this point her body was beaded with sweat from the intensity of the fucking she had been receiving.  She felt him swell and throb within her.  She clenched her kegel muscles tightly around him as he sped up his thrusting.  Half a dozen hard sharp thrusts into her quim and she went off.  Her pussy milked his shaft, coming undone about his hardness.  His hot seed surged into her cunt firing pulse after pulse.  She experienced the greatest ecstasy of her life.  She collapsed forward and he road her down, grinding his hard shaft within her.

“Oh wow,” Jenny gasped.

“Yep,” Harry said.

“Fuck I needed that.  You’re amazing,” Jenny said.

“You’re pretty hot yourself,” Harry said as he rolled them on their sides, him still within her.

The two of them kissed.  That was when the lights flickered in the room and a hairbrush slid across her dresser before flying across the room and smacking into the wall.

“What the hell,” Jenny said.

“The house is haunted.  Dean and I, we hunt creatures, monsters you’ve only heard about in legend,” Harry said as he raised his right hand and caused it to be wreathed in beautiful white light.

“Is that magic?” Jenny asked.

“Yes,” Harry said.  “Here’s something you might like that is magical.”

Harry channeled his power through his dick.  Suddenly Jenny started cumming around his cock without any extra stimulation except his power.  Her hands clamped down on his as she shuddered and shook through an orgasm that varied in intensity with his will.  He held her in a state of euphoria for several minutes before gradually ramping down her state of pleasure.

“Holy shit,” Jenny said.  “You’ve got a magical cock,” She added in amazement.  “Jesse is one lucky woman.”

“You can experience it any time you want. I’ll give you my phone number.  Just shoot me a text and I’ll teleport here,” Harry offered.

“I might just take you up on that offer,” Jenny said.

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Like Andrea, Jenny had money leftover from her husband’s life insurance.  Still, Harry would be paying off her mortgage for her and helping out with the taxes and insurance.  Harry helped Jenny get dressed before they left the bedroom.

When they went downstairs, they found Sari reading and Ritchie napping.

“You look satisfied,” Jesse told Jenny smugly.

“My god…he’s the most skilled lover I’ve ever experienced,” Jenny whispered while glancing at her daughter who was far enough away not to hear.

“Are you addicted to his cock yet?” Jesse asked.

“Would it be wrong if I said I was?” Jenny asked.

“No,” Jesse answered.  “You can have some any time you want.”

“Where’s Dean?” Jenny asked.

“Sam told me he revealed magic and that they are hunters to you,” Jesse said.  “Dean found entries in their dad’s hunters journal about speaking to a psychic that lives here in Lawrence.  Dean went to visit her.”

“How did Sam tell you that?” Jenny asked.

“Telepathically,” Jesse answered.

Jenny’s eyes widened in surprise.  By the time Dean returned with the psychic Missouri Mosely, Harry had forced the poltergeist from the house.  Jenny led Dean and Missouri into the room Harry was working in just as the spirit of Mary Winchester manifested into visibility.

“Hello Sam, Dean,” Mary said.  “I see I am no longer needed.  I love you both.”

Then she faded as quickly as she had appeared.

“Was that mom?” Dean asked.

“I think so,” Harry admitted.

Harry was very tempted.  He could have captured Mary’s spirit and put her in a new body.  He could still do it with a little time travel.  He could also use time travel to retrieve her when she had died.  She was a very attractive woman.  It was something he would consider.

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Jenny watched the Winchesters drive away already feeling like she wanted more of his dick.  She decided she would text him the next evening.  Eventually Harry would develop a routine for the ladies he was fucking like Andrea and Jenny.  He would create human form replicators (HFRs) which would look like older versions of himself.  They would be a few years older in appearance than the women.  They would develop relationships with each of the ladies.  The ladies would know of course.  But he would explain they were magical bodies he could project himself through.  It was still him.  But most of the time the HFRs took care of the day to day running of things.  Harry could still tune in and experience sex with the ladies.

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“Hello,” Harry said as he answered the phone.

“Sam, is that you?” John Winchester asked.

“Hello dad,” Harry asked.  “Are you alright?”

“I am,” John said.

“You’re hunting the demon that killed mom,” Harry said.

It wasn’t a question.

“I am.  It isn’t safe for you to even know where I’m at,” John said.

“I see,” Harry said.

“I will say it’s a demon,” John said.  “I’m closing in.  But I need you and Dean to stop looking for me.  I need you to write down these names.”

“I’m going to pass you over to Dean.  He’s got a pen and paper ready,” Harry said even as Jesse handed him pen and paper.

Harry observed as Dean took down a few names and briefly spoke with their father.

After Dean hung up, Harry said, “You realize he’s throwing us a case to divert us from going after him.”

“It doesn’t change the fact that something is killing the couples he identified,” Dean said.

“That’s true.  And I agree,” Harry said before waving his hand.  “I just put up magic to prevent anyone or anything from watching or hearing us.”

“Useful,” Dean said.

“I’ve had a vision,” Harry said.  “There’s a demon itching to make my acquaintance.  I get the feeling she will if I go hitchhiking for a bit.”

“We have two vehicles.  Why would you hitchhike?” Jesse asked.

“Fake a breakdown of the RV.  We’ll act like you are going with Dean to watch his back,” Harry suggested to Jesse.

“Because you don’t need anyone to watch your back,” Jesse said with a nod.

“Alright.  I don’t like it.  But your visions are damn useful.  I guess the question is if whoever is watching us knows you can teleport, why wouldn’t you just teleport to dad’s location?” Dean asked.

“We’ll make them think I can only teleport to locations I’ve been.  And I’ve never been to California,” Harry said.

California was where their dad had called from.

“I take it that isn’t actually a limitation,” Dean said.

“No.  It’s not,” Harry confirmed.

Dean grinned.  They went about putting on an act for anyone who might be watching.

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Harry had to resist the urge to grab the demon who introduced herself as Meg in his power and burn her essence to ethereal ash.  She had no ability to hurt him.  But she could certainly hurt a lot of others.  Meg was just a minion to Azazel.  She called herself his daughter.  But she was not actually his daughter.  Demons were once human souls transformed to become demons.  Meg was a demon who possessed the college student Meg Masters and took on her name.  Her goal along with that of her father was to bring about the freeing of Lucifer from the cage he was imprisoned in.  Aristotle had done a little checking around.  Meg was attractive enough in her current body.  But she wasn’t attractive enough that Harry planned to actively pursue her.

“I wouldn’t kick her out of bed I suppose,” Harry thought to himself.  “But there are certainly more attractive women.”

Harry got the feeling that he had access to many gorgeous women in this universe.  So, he could be very selective.  He played along with Meg for a bit before saying he needed to head back to Dean and Jesse.

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Harry’s sword sliced through the Vanir’s neck.  The Vanir was a pagan Scandinavian god that the locals had imported when they moved to America.  They offered it sacrifices of couples to make their area fertile.

“Are we just going to get away with letting the locals sacrifice couples?” Dean asked.

“I’ll curse those who were complicit in it,” Harry said with a shrug.

“Curse them how?” Jesse asked curiously.

“To never experience physical pleasure again,” Harry said.

“Ouch,” Dean said.  “Yeah, that’s probably punishment enough.”

“It’s either that or we kill them,” Harry said.

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Begin Smut Scene (Warning Anal)

Meg became aware that she was in the strangest nightmare she had ever had.  She wasn’t honestly sure if it was a nightmare or a dream.  She was bound against a wall.  That was nothing new for her. She had been in the pits of hell.  Sam Winchester was standing before her slowly thrusting into the tight looking asshole of his girlfriend Jessica or Jesse as she went by.  Jesse was bent over with her hands braced on the edge of a dresser, legging pulled down to mid-thigh.  Sam’s cock looked very thick.  Meg still had enough humanity left in her to admit she wouldn’t mind getting fucked by that piece of meat.  Jesse sure seemed to be enjoying it.

Jesse was one very happy woman.  Her ass felt alive as her man slowly pumped her rump.  His power vibrated within her flowing through her stretched guts and into her cunny.  She didn’t have to touch herself because her snatch was so stimulated just from him being within her.  She felt his lust burning through her craving burying his bone in her butt.  She felt how amazing her rectal muscles were gripping his length as he sheathed himself again and again within her.  Each deep plunge saw his balls bouncing off her meaty gash.  He alternated between staring down at where his sausage split her buns and taking in her beautiful face as she enjoyed her dicking.  Knowing they had an audience watching, a very captive audience, just turned them both on more.  Meg could do nothing but watch as Jesse happily took her butt-fucking.

What followed was what Meg thought had to be well over an hour of very hot butt sex.  Jesse happily took his rectal reaming even when he sped up.  By the time he grew aroused enough to pump his load into Jesse’s ass, she had come undone around his cock three times.  The last time she came really hard as he filled her guts with his cream grunting like an animal. 

Then Meg woke up.  She immediately started to play with her clit.  She was so incredibly aroused.  But no matter how much she pleasured herself, she just couldn’t get off.  Instead she just remained turned on.

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  “Well this should be interesting,” Jesse said as they headed towards the tent of a supposed faith healer.

The reports suggested this guy was actually healing people.  They wanted to know how.

“Dean is skeptical,” Harry noted.

“How can you be after what you’ve seen?” Jesse asked.

“Because I’ve seen what evil does to good people,” Dean said.

“Maybe God works in mysterious ways,” Layla Rourke, a very attractive blonde said from nearby.

Harry recognized Layla.  She was the counterpart to Darla from his original universe.  She was gorgeous as a human.

“Maybe he does,” Dean said.

“I think he may have just turned Dean around on the subject,” Sam suggested.

“Maybe he just did,” Dean agreed.

“I’m sure he did,” Layla said with a laugh.

“I’m Dean.  This is my brother Sam and his fiancé Jesse,” Dean introduced.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you all.  I’m Layla,” Layla said.

“If you’re not a believer then why are you here?” Layla asked curiously.

Harry got an instinct.  He conjured a flame in his hand surprising Dean and Layla.  She gasped.  He channeled a Notice-Me-Not on the magic directed at everyone except Layla, Dean, and Jesse.

“We pursue the supernatural and investigate.  As you can see I am quite familiar with it.  We are here to see if this faith healer is harming others in what he is doing,” Harry explained.

“How are you doing that?” Layla asked.

She held out her hand and felt the heat.

“Magic,” Jesse answered.

“How could he be harming others?” Layla asked.

“We aren’t sure yet.  It is possible he is healing others without a price.  But it is far more likely someone or something else is paying a price.  We’ll know more after watching him,” Harry answered.

“Well we’d better get seats.  It is about to start,” Layla suggested as she went inside and gestured them to follow.

Layla sat with her mother Gillian.  Harry and company sat behind them.

“Each morning my wife Sue Ann reads me the news.  It never seems good,” Reverend Roy Le Grange began.

“No,” The crowd answered.

“It seems like there is always someone committing some immoral, unspeakable act,” Roy continued.  Harry took note of a different style cross sitting nearby the reverend.  He focused on it and saw that it let off a glow of magic, tainted magic.  The cross had a circle on the top part with a smaller plus sign shape inside of it.  Harry tuned out the sermon and instead focused on that around him.

Roy chose someone from the audience to come.  It wasn’t Layla.  Sue Ann had moved over to the magic infused cross.  To any other it might look like she was silently whispering a prayer.  Harry could tell better.  He cast a spell on Dean, Layla, and Gillian so that they could suddenly see the Reaper that appeared. Reapers were servants of death.  They were the grunts that came and collected the souls of the recently deceased.  The Reaper had a wrinkled face.  Sue Ann appeared to be directing the reaper.  They watched as the Reaper touched the man that had been selected from the crowd for healing before vanishing to go collect a soul due in return for the life saved.  Harry reached out with his power and shattered the magic on the cross.  It crumbled to dust in Sue Ann’s hands.  Suddenly the Reaper reappeared.  Sue Ann started up at him in shock and terror.  She didn’t have any time to say anything before the Reaper laid his hands on her and began to drain the life out of her.

“Sue Ann,” Roy called as he rushed over to his wife.  “What’s wrong?”

But it was too late.  She died.  One of the audience members told Roy what happened.  From that point there was a lot of emotional turmoil among the audience.  It was a while before the crowd began to dissipate.

“What happened in there?” Layla asked as she and her mother exited the tent just before Harry’s group.

“What you saw was a being called a Reaper.  They work for death collecting the souls of the recently departed.  Sue Ann had a cross which used magic to bind the Reaper to heal a soul in exchange for another collected.  She was killing those she didn’t like and healing those she chose,” Harry explained.  “I broke the spell she was using.  The Reaper chose to collect from her instead of her intended victim.”

“This is absurd,” Gillian said, struggling to believe what she had seen.

“So if I had been healed, someone else would have had to die in my place?” Layla asked.

“Yes,” Harry confirmed.

“Thank you for saving me from that fate then,” Layla said.

“You can’t possibly believe this story?” Gillian asked her daughter.

“I do,” Layla said.

“What is wrong with you medically?” Jesse asked kindly.

“An inoperable brain tumor,” Layla said quietly.

“Even if what you say is true, I wish you would have waited until Layla was healed,” Gillian told Harry before walking off.

“I’m sorry, she doesn’t want to lose me,” Layla said.

“Understandable,” Jesse said.  “Come on Dean,” She said as she took his arm.  “Sam has a proposition to discuss with Layla.”

“What did she mean?” Layla asked after Jesse and Dean had left.

Layla found Sam to be very attractive.  But she was also very depressed that what she had thought was her last chance at living was gone.

“Come with me someplace more private,” Harry invited as he held out his hand.

Layla accepted it uncertainly.  He teleported them to a nearby hotel room.  Layla looked around nervously before focusing on Sam.

“Can you heal me?” Layla asked.

“I can if you agree to have sex with me whenever I want it for the rest of your life,” Harry said.

“Is that what is required in exchange for using the magic?” Layla asked.  “At least it is far easier to pay than someone else dying for me.”

“It isn’t required for any magical reason, simply because I find you very attractive and want you,” Harry said.

“Oh,” Layla said in surprise.  She sat down on the end of the bed next to him.  She looked at him in a new light. “What about your fiancé?”

“Jesse knows and is fine with it.  I have this arrangement with several other women already,” Harry explained.

“If he’s sleeping with several other women on a regular basis then he probably isn’t going to call on me all that often,” Layla thought to herself.

“Alright,” Layla agreed.  “I want to live.”

“Understandable,” Harry said.

“How does this work?  Do you need to put your hands on my head or something?” Layla asked.

“I’ll heal you while we are having sex,” Harry assured.

Begin Smut Scene

Harry undid his pants and slid them down along with his boxer-briefs.  Layla’s eyes widened a bit as she saw his cock semi-hard.  He put his hand on her shoulder and guided her on her knees before him.  Layla slid her lips around the tip and began nursing on his growing erection.  He gently laid his hands on her head.  She felt pleasure flowing into her head.  The headache she had been experiencing vanished.  That feeling of constant dread and sickness vanished as she slowly bobbed her head up and down in his lap.  Layla was suddenly aware that her clothes were suddenly gone as were the rest of his.  She met his eyes in an expression of surprise.  She saw his eyes actually glow a bit with otherworldly light.  He stared down at her in pleasure enjoying the attention of her mouth.  Then she found herself floating up onto the bed on her back.  He grasped her knees and spread her legs.

“Time to become mine,” Harry purred as he knee walked forward and settled between her spread thighs.

Layla’s pussy glistened with arousal as she experienced his aura.  He leaned forward and telekinetically rubbed his shaft up and down her folds to lubricate the tip while he kissed her.  She hungrily kissed him back.  Thanks to his senses he was able to see from multiple angles as he sank into her cunt for the first time.  Layla was tight.  It had been a while since she had last had sex.  A terminal diagnosis could do that.  He sank every bit of his length inside of her and paused to give her time to adjust. 

Layla had never felt this full in her life. Sam's hard dick was stretching her pussy to its max. Her core was filled with a vibrating energy that saw her three-quarters of the way to orgasm already. Then she felt something in her mind she had never felt before, a presence. It only took her moments to realize it was him in her head. The word telepathy came to her mind. She suddenly experienced life from his perspective. She gazed down on herself lying on her back looking absolutely gorgeous in his eyes. His lust for her was something she could almost taste. He looked at his cock hilted in her cunt and experienced satisfaction. Then she felt it. She felt his cock as if it was her own. She felt the walls of her vagina gripping his girth. She felt the slick heat of her insides welcoming him. Then he began to move, and she about lost her mind. The glorious friction of her insides moving against his length felt perfectly right. As he slowly drew his hips back and forth carving out her insides, she experienced a sense of primal satisfaction. This was where he was meant to place his prick, inside a wet willing beautiful woman.

Harry settled himself in for a nice slow screw. His upper body was raised up at roughly 45° from the bed. He stared down at Layla just enjoying her beauty as he slowly skewered her beautiful pussy. Each deep plunge of a shaft sent a surge of pleasure through his dick. He could send she was practically losing her mind from experiencing the dual sensation of his perspective as well as hers. He sensed the gradual tightening of her belly as she moved towards orgasm. His mind was all over the place. At one moment he enjoyed looking at their point of union from the foot of the bed at bed level. From this position he could see his shaft moving to and from her gash, her meaty cunt lips clinging to his length as he drew back while his dick glistened with her juices. Then her insides would give way caving in as he thrust back home into her quim. She took the dicking with gasps, coos, and moans. Her sounds were like music to his ears. He slowly played her body like it was a musical instrument using the perfect tool for the job.

Layla's first orgasm came over her suddenly. She hadn't realized she had been that close. Her cunt clenched down around his hardness clasping and pulling on his length. He continued to slowly thrust through her resistance seemingly unbothered by it. But she could tell through her telepathic link how much he enjoyed her clasping cunt. After he fucked her through her orgasm, he brought his face down closer to hers and stared into her eyes intimately. His eyes glowed with power as he slowly shafted her womanly core. She felt a sense of inevitability about the next thrust. She realized as she stared at his eyes filled with power that her body was his to use, her cunt his to fuck. For some reason that realization made her pussy flood with increased wetness even beyond her recent orgasm. She lost herself to the pleasure. It was only after her third orgasm climaxing around his cock that she became aware of time passing again. That may have had something to do with the fact that he pulled out of her.

He man-handled her onto her hands and knees. A mirror appeared at the head of the bed, and she met his eyes. She felt him sheathe himself back in her gash from behind. He was balls deep and they both knew it. This new position saw him more roughly stimulating certain parts of her insides. It also brought with it a new experience for her. She felt his frenum, that patch of skin beneath the head of his dick, being better stimulated by the front wall of her cunt. She also saw her butt from his perspective. Never before had a woman's rump seemed so desirable. His hands grasped and fondled her butt kneading it possessively. She saw him glance at her asshole and felt so exposed. She realized that she would be losing her anal virginity in the near future. His mind seemed to confirm that and also reassured her that the experience would not be painful. He didn't use words to tell her this, yet she somehow knew. She saw herself from an outsider's perspective that did not reflect either of their positions. Her forehead was beaded with sweat from the intensity of what she had already experienced and was currently experiencing. Her breasts swayed back and forth with the steady thrusting he did as he pumped her pussy. His prick felt wonderful pressing against her insides.

Harry enjoyed the sight of Layla bent over before him taking his dick again and again in her tight gash. His hands strayed from her butt and hips and explored up her back and neck. He willed a spell into being that made it so she felt like she was having her pussy licked. It was light stimulation on her clit. He didn't think she was yet ready to have another woman with her head between her legs. He enjoyed taking her on her hands and knees from behind for some time before he decided a slight change of position was necessary. The lower half of the bed seemed to vanish slowly allowing first Harry and then Layla to stand up. The bed itself rose up its legs growing longer until Layla was leaning over the bed at the perfect height. She was now standing with her feet on the ground bent over the bed.

Layla experienced her partner’s satisfaction as he saw her in the new position. He enjoyed looking at her long legs and the curve of her ass from the side profile. She found it interesting to watch as his meaty shaft would disappear into her body before drawing back to visibility again. It didn't seem like something so girthy should be able to slip inside her so easily. She also got to watch his nice ass flexing as he skewered her cunt. After her first orgasm in this position, she once again felt herself losing sense of time’s passage. It was after her third orgasm taking a dick doggy style that she sensed a change in him. It was as if his dick was becoming more sensitive. Indeed, that was actually what was happening. He thrust faster and harder inside of her. Each plunge of his prick into her pussy sent an intense surge of pleasure through his dick and into his balls. His lust for her magnified. Somehow, he became even more attracted to her. He focused on her beauty, her smell, the feel of her snatch gripping his length, and everything he experienced while fucking her. This seemed to empower his orgasm. The smack-smack-smack of his groin meeting her rump filled the air as well as her cries of pleasure. It was a primal almost violent thing as he claimed her cunt as his. She felt him reach the point of no return. He focused on holding his lower muscles relaxed and kept on thrusting. The feeling of pleasure in his prick became so intense it was almost painful. He continued thrusting and surges of absolute ecstasy burst from his dick along with his hot seed. She cried out as her orgasm tore through her along with experiencing his. Her clenching cunt only heightened what he was feeling. He held his inner muscles relaxed for as long as he could before they clenched tight cutting off the intensity of his orgasm. The after pleasure kicked in. His thrusts grew weaker, and he ground himself inside of her moving little bits which seem to prolong the after pleasure.

Somehow, he got them into the bed without slipping out of her.  He was still semi-hard within her.  Layla found herself laying on her left side, him spooning her.  His right hand slowly drifted over her hip stroking her flesh.

“How do you feel?” Harry asked.

“Amazing,” Layla admitted.  “Your orgasm was so intense.”

“It was.  You seemed to enjoy it,” Harry said.

“Definitely,” Layla agreed. “My headache is gone.  Does that mean…?”

She trailed off hoping beyond hope.

“You’re healed,” Harry confirmed.

Tears came to Layla’s eyes.  She kissed him.

“Thank you,” Layla said.

“You’re more than welcome,” Harry said.

Layla felt more alive than ever before.  She suddenly felt a renewed hunger for him.  She began gripping and releasing him with her kegel muscles.  He responded.  As he grew harder she began pushing her hips back skewering her pussy on his shaft.  After a few minutes of this she switched positions so she was on top facing him.  She rode his dick showing him her appreciation and joy at being healed.

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