The Devil Made Me Do It

Veronica Leal and Candee Licious live together in a hot fucking relationship full of kisses, quickies in the middle of the day, and sweet cuddles that end with someone wet. Their bodies fit like they were built for each other, and every night the bed rocks to the sound of soft moans. Candee Licious struts around the apartment making serious money as the golden euro girl everyone wants to watch, while Veronica runs around Brazil-style flipping tortillas and scrubbing floors like a little domestic goddess. After nearly a year of vacuuming in a tank top and nobody fucking her senseless in the hallway, Veronica starts sulking big time—she's jealous of the whole life Candee struts through. Then things go sideways inside her mind; she gets an idea that rewrites the cheat code for attention. Candee gone means she can keep every euro, and bitterness dies. So the spunky Brazilian hustles an old Ouija board into the moonlight apartment like a woman sneaking a dildo past airport security and asks the spirits to split Candee permanently from the timeline.