Lunar Supremacy: The Original Alpha

With a sense of relief, Debbie followed the soulless man, hoping that he was leading her to safety. But as he pushed open the door that promised freedom, her hopes were crashed once again. She was a fool to believe that an undead would help her.

"It was a trap" she muttered to herself with a hint of regret .

Before her stood a naked woman who looked exactly like her aunt, but she knew that the woman in front was an imposter.

"What have you done to Vincent?" she asked with a scared voice.She knew that they had to get out of this place before it was too late

The impostor's smirk grew wider.

"Don't worry about him, my dear. He's different from the others. He'll recover after a day of rest," she said dismissively.

But Debbie knew better than to trust the impostor's words. She tried to wake Vincent again, but he remained unresponsive.

"Save your breath. I already own him," the impostor licked Vincent's face.

"You look angry, my dear. Do you want me to share him with you?"

"Don't be absurd!" Debbie exclaimed in denial.

"Don't lie to me. I can see the lust for him burning within you," she sneered.

Debbie was taken aback by her accusations because it was actually the truth.

"Bring her to me," the imposter commanded, and the decaying man moved to hug Debbie from behind.

"No !!!" Debbie struggled against the man's cold, eerie grip, but she was powerless to break free. The man brought her towards the imposter, who now stood before her.

"No, don't touch me!" Debbie exclaimed, feeling a shiver run down her spine as she looked into the imposter's black, soulless eyes.

Her heart raced as she wondered what she planned to do to her.

"Oh, don't be so resistant, my dear. I can see the way you look at him. You want him inside you," she taunted .

"You're insane if you think I want that," Debbie's face flushed with embarrassment .

"Undress her." The imposter licked her lips as she commanded,

The decaying man's hands were cold and clammy as he grabbed at Debbie's clothing, tearing at the fabric with ease. His fingers were like claws, sharp and strong, and he used them to rip away her shirt, exposing her appealing smooth skin.

Debbie struggled against him, but his grip was too strong, his hold on her unbreakable. He tore at her pants, shredding them to pieces, leaving her in only her underwear. She shivered in fear and disgust, her body exposed and vulnerable.

"Don't touch me ,please "she cried. Her face flushed with fear and embarrassment as she struggled to cover her exposed body. She sat down and crossed her legs, and used her hands to shield her boobs.

"Don't resist your desires, my dear," the imposter chuckled as she approached Debbie, her fingers tracing lightly over her chin.

Suddenly, Debbie felt an unexpected surge of heat and sensitivity, her body betraying her mind.

"What did you do to me ?" She asked with a weak voice.

"You will enjoy this" the imposter replied with a wicked smile. She then turned her attention to Vincent, who was standing naked and exhausted but still possessing a perfect, sculpted body.

The imposter whispered something to him and he began walking towards Debbie.

Vincent's throbbing manhood was now inches away from her face, and the scent emanating from it was a strange mixture of sweat and arousal. Despite her inner struggle, she found herself inexplicably drawn to it, her body responding with a fierce heat that she couldn't quell.

She couldn't resist touching herself, seeking relief from the intense itching between her legs. The situation was unnerving, yet somehow alluring, and she couldn't help but wonder what else the twisted imposter had in store for her.

Just as her lips were about to touch Vincent's pulsing manhood, she prayed with all her might for her sister Denise to come to her rescue.

Suddenly, the room began to shake violently, and a swarm of flies emerged from the walls. The buzzing intensified until they united together took on human form .

With eyes black as midnight and hair floating around her in an otherworldly aura, Denise unleashed her fury on the impostor.

"How dare you !" she roared as her powers went haywire. Debbie was jolted out of her trance and quickly pulled away from Vincent, running towards her sister.

The imposter reached out to grab Debbie, but Denise was faster. The ground beneath the imposter turned to blood, and a swarm of maggots erupted from the floor, attacking her relentlessly.

But the imposter didn't stay idle for long. With a flick of her wrist, naked male corpses began to emerge from the walls, intercepting her maggots. The stench of decay filled the air as the corpses shuffled towards them, their flesh hanging off their bones and their eyes vacant.

As the room became a battlefield of curses and gore, Denise knew she had to act fast. She summoned her powers and a swarm of black, buzzing insects surrounded her, forming a protective barrier. She then darted towards Debbie, who was frozen with fear.

"Come on, we need to go now!" Denise shouted, grabbing Debbie's hand and pulling her along. But as they turned to leave, Debbie hesitated.

"What about Vincent? We can't just leave him here!" she protested.

"We don't have time for this, Debbie. He's not important right now. Our priority is getting you out of here " Denise's eyes flashed with fury.

As they sprinted down the corridor, Denise couldn't help but feel frustrated with her sister's tendency to be drawn towards trouble, especially when it involved men. But now was not the time for lecturing. They had to make it out of the maze alive.

The sound of rotting flesh and snapping bones echoed behind them as the horde of corpses closed in. Denise gritted her teeth and increased her speed, leading them through the twists and turns of the maze with the help of her supernatural senses.

But just as they were about to make it to the exit, a hand shot out from the wall and grabbed Debbie's ankle, pulling her back.