“I’m not stupid, fucktard! I know how it works, just give it to me!” he says, grabbing the golden goblet from her and greedily swallowing it’s contents.
“Okay, but I needed to make sure you understood that asking the devil for a favour is not as simple as it sounded.”
He wipes the liquid from his mouth and tosses the goblet to the ground and lets out a loud burp, “Stop worrying honey, I’ve got this sorted honey,” he says as he slaps her on the arse and squeezes, pulling her against him. “Now, how about we fuck?”
“I told you before Frank, I’m…” But she doesn’t get to finish as the room suddenly quivers, the walls crack, the floor bends, and the temperature rises.
“What the fuck?” Frank yells as he crashes to the floor in a heap.
“He’s coming, he’s answering your call.”
“Seriously? You mean this shit is for real?”
“Of course it’s for real, didn’t you understand that? Isn’t that why you’re here?”
“I was here because I thought we were going to fuck, wasn’t that obvious?”
“Gutter trash,” she hisses as the ground beneath them opens up like a fissure in space as hot flames tear out of it, licking at the walls and roof, and then, everything goes quite, and she stands before them, her long blond hair cascades down over her shoulders and rests just above her waist, her breast, large, push against the flimsy black dress that leave little to the imagination, and her black lips smile as flames dance within her eyes.
“What a fine fucking mess we have here,” she says, grabbing at her breasts and squeezing them tightly. “This isn’t too bad either, I’d say I’m his,” nodding towards Frank.
“You called me, did you not?”
“I-I-I-It was her, I-I-I don’t want anything to do with this man, I was just after a bit of pussy, I swear I just though this was some sort of foreplay shit.”
“You don’t like?” she says as she takes a step towards him, he scrambles backwards until he slams int the wall.
“P-P-PLEASE, SHE TRICKED ME!” he screams.
“Is that right? Did you trick this poor soul into summoning me?” She asks turning to the girl.
“I told him everything, I tried to make him listen, but he was only thinking with his cock, I thought he was into all this,” the girl replies quickly.
She laughs and turns back to him, “Honey, I saw everything that took place, I know what was going on in your head,” she says, prodding his head with a finger. “You wanted to fuck, so here I am, all ready, hot and horny, waiting for you,” she says grabbing him by the hair and twisting his face towards hers. “So Franky boy, are we going to have some fun?”
“I can’t, I just, please, p-p-please.”
“You can’t what? Get it up?”
He nods, as tears run down his face.
She laughs, “That’s okay Franky, you don’t need to worry about that,” she says as she pulls her enormous, hard cock free from her pants, slapping him in the face with it. “I’m plenty hard enough for both of us.”
You can read the original 50 Word Story here, I’d be interested in what you think of the full story that came from the short.