Nurse Demoness Chapter 4

Lightning flashed repeatedly, illuminating the Mina’s silhouette as she journeyed across town from the church bell tower to her apartment. She cursed herself for being short sighted this night with the storm and her feeding. The one soul she was able to feast on full had been a drug addict it wasn’t a particularly good one. Humans were like wine, each with a different flavor and how they sated her appetite. A druggie didn’t have much to offer, and the other prey at the hospital had turned out to be in love. It was infuriating that all she wanted was a cock with a good soul, and she couldn’t get one.

Mina swooped onto the balcony of her apartment, soaked form the rain. The balcony was on the top floor, the fifth floor, and located at one of the corners of the building. Always left unlocked, the screen door provided a way to avoid her annoying self-righteous neighbor. The man had a crush on her and Mina would have eaten him already had he not been her neighbor. She tired to avoid any demonic actions that would cause alarm near where she lived. The screen slid open, and an assault of rotten eggs hit her. Gagging, Mina began searching her apartment.

Nothing was off in her bedroom, and so she took a moment to shift back into her human form. Rushing into her bathroom and almost in a panic, she found an air freshener and began emptying the can in her room. She cursed when it sputtered into an emptiness before she could get out of her bedroom. Even though finding the source of the smell was important, Mina realized that covering the smell took precedence. If it seeped into other apartments, especially her annoying neighbor, he would visit and investigate. It took rummaging through the bathroom to find a stash of scented candles and after lighting the handful of containers, she hoped they would overtake the smell. Finally heading into the living area, she stumbled upon a scene out of her nightmares.

Blackened white walls and smoldering furniture decorated the once vibrant living room. A burned circle lay in the cent of her living room. It was a summoning circle, and Mina found herself shaking in fear. The ceiling was black, and it was no small wonder that the emergency response crews weren’t in her place right now.

“Shit,” she said. There was a clatter from the kitchen, and so Mina put down the candles on the one piece of furniture in her place still left, a bookshelf.

“Who’s there?”

With a summoning circle, it could be anything demonic. A massive demon could walk out and start spouting off a speech about failings or evil or killing her, it could be anything. What she didn’t expect was a smaller figure to walk into the living area from the kitchen. Naked and green, Mina watched as yellow eyes peered up at her.

“Master?” It asked.

It, of course, was an almost fitting description. There was a boyish appearance to it, but it also sported female anatomy. The breasts were small, and so was its cock.

“Master? Who the hell are you? What the hell did you do to my place?”

The smaller thing moved back a bit with the sudden outburst of anger.

“You are my master; I don’t know. I just was. And then you came.”

“You aren’t making sense?”

“Well-I-um,” it said.

She took a step closer to the little demon, and it screamed in a high pitched shrill at her.

“No, master.”

“Fine, just don’t do that again,” she said.

“You scared me,” it said looking at the floor and shifting back and forth on its hooves.

“I’m sorry. You’re just a surprise and my home, it’s destroyed.”

The thing looked up and around, and Mina saw what looked like cat ears on top of its head.

“I can fix that after we fix me,” it said.

“Look, I need a shower, I don’t care where you came from, but go back.”

“I can’t.”

“Why?”

“You summoned me, Master. You made me. I am here because you willed it.”

“I don’t remember doing that.”

The look of dejection from the thing almost broke Mina’s heart.

“Look, it’s weird. I realize you’re a demon, but how is this possible?” Mina asked.

“Oh, well master, all I remember is when you were with the boy in the hospital, using your energy to heal him, some residual energy bleed

off and well, I was created. Here actually.”

“What’s with the second sex?”

“Oh, as you created me, you have to finish the job. I suppose its best to say that newborns have both sexes.”

“Look, this is too much. I need some rest. Can you clean this all up?”

The little green demon looked over the living room.

“I can manage, but I don’t have much energy master.”

“Stop calling me that. My name is Mina.”

“That’s not very demonic, Mina.”

“I keep my demonic name secret. Don’t want it getting out.”

“Why?”

Mina walked around the demon and headed into the kitchen. She poured himself a drink. Rum, a brand that had a strong sugary taste, but had a little burn. This brand of rum was practically the only alcohol Mina drank, being that alcohol tended to lower her inhibitions. A recipe for disaster being that it would only take her one night to feed on the entire building in a few hours if she lost control of herself. The blowback of doing such a thing would bring a world of unwanted attention focused on her. Especially if someone saw a demon and survived. Children being the obvious one being that unless you were eighteen, demons were not allowed to feed upon or kill unless they observed certain rituals and laws.

The drink went down smoothly, and she poured another. The second one was the last one she would have, but it made her feel relaxed, if not just for a minute. As the heat spread in her body and relaxed it, the pangs of desire began to manifest themselves in her. Like the unending hunger of a black hole, Mina’s need for sex seemed unquenchable. Times it was diminished, but never gone.

She moved back to the living and saw that her summoned demon was standing in the middle of the burnt circle. Noting to herself that the place would be fixed by the time she journeyed back into the room, Mina went into her bedroom, closing the door and headed for a shower. Within a half-hour, she was laying in bed and resting. It was weird that a demon needed sleep, but then again, Mina suspected her demonic body wasn’t complete yet.

Sleep overtook consciousness welcomely fast. Dreams were rife with visions of shadows and sex. She found it annoying that these dreams often affected her when she awoke. Often, she spent an hour after waking masturbating almost non-stop. The chore never worked and when she got to work, it became a day of balancing work and keeping her sexual desires in check until she could feed. Currently, her dreams involved a mass of tentacles coming out of a bulb like apparatus and it was going great until a ringing started. Mina awoke to her phone going off.

“Mmmh-Hello,” she said.

“Mina?”

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“Hey, you’re on call. Time to come in. Two of your patients woke.”

The line clicked, and Mina let the phone clatter to the floor. The day had started off terrible. Not only had her dreams left her again unable to find satisfaction, but she had to also suffer no relief before work. On top of that, she had just an hour to get to work. All that was needed was a cold shower, which helped a little, but each step seemed to reestablish her horniness. The demoness practically flew out of her front door and headed to the bus stop after dressing ignoring the little demon sleeping on the couch.

Mina hated using public transportation because the close quarters on the bus left no doubt that her panties would barely contain her pheromones. Only once the mistake of not having something prepared for sopping wet panties happened, and that was during the first days of her nursing practica. How embarrassing it was that a circle of wetness grew bigger in her scrubs, and there was no way to hide the amount of pheromones that leaked out. To say the least, everyone in the school had talked the next day about the amazing sex they had that night. She had learned to keep zip lock bags and sets of panties in her purse.

The whole incident had forced her to go to a gynecologist, who had been helpful about the entire thing, but had joked about her condition. A lot of women would pay for what she had, but the condition was a problem, especially in maintaining a professional appearance. The doctor diagnosed her with hyperbarthoninia syndrome. To say the least, it was something that existed because of her demonic body’s constant need for stimulation.

Sitting on the bus, Mina was glad for having found a seat to herself. There were only three stops before she would be close enough to the hospital to walk to it. The entire trip would take almost a half hour and so the journey, like it was every morning to the hospital, became an effort to keep her hands tucked underneath her ass. The bumps in the road never did help her in the endeavor and by the time it was her stop, Mina was almost sure she had begun to seep through the fabric of her panties. It took everything not to make a mad run to the hospital. A public display would be enough to call unwanted attention to her. Especially when she was passing the construction along the way to her destination.

The hospital parking lot had no empty spaces. Sun was barely up, and the place was in full swing with visitors, residents and bustling workers. Every person she passed smelled delicious, no matter the age, no matter the sickness, no matter the gender. Mina was barely able to make it into one of the private nurse restrooms before something dire happened. Inside, Mina was spread eagle on a toilet trying to relieve some of the pressure in her body. It worked, but it ate up all the rest of the time she had to get to work. Packing up quickly, new panties on, Mina left the restroom reeking of cinnamon. The pheromones would linger for hours, but the demoness had little choice in the matter. It wouldn’t be the first time she had relieved tension in the hospital and only once in the years she had been working there had anyone stumbled upon where she had been pleasuring herself. That man was Norm, and after confronting her, the man had quickly become a lover. It sucked he had been on vacation for two weeks, and so she wasn’t able to use him for relief.

She headed up to her designated working area and clocked into work. It was time for her rounds, and she needed to see the two patients who had to awaken in the night. She guessed one was Alex, being that she had healed him the night before during her attempt at feeding on him. The other one, Mina couldn’t guess. Sometimes the ones in ICU in commas awoke before dying or being transferred. Her second awakened patient was probably going to be some old guy, so Mina went to the one she knew, Alex. Nurse Betsy greeted her outside his room door.

“About time Mina, you better get in there. Dr. Archbold isn’t happy,” Betsy said.

She smiled, which infuriated Mina. The bitch was always trying to get to her. The demoness couldn’t blame her, though. In the hospital, Mina was about the hottest thing that had ever graced the place. Every man and just about every woman drooled over Mina in some lustful way, though Mina was sure that description was better as anyone.

“I’m sure it’s over incompetence before beauty,” Mina said and then she went in. If the door could slam shut, she was sure the other nurse would have. The demoness walked into seeing the doctor examining Alex.

“Nurse Mina, its great that you are here,” Archbold said, “Alex, this is Mina.