Evelyn gyrated to the music, her tight athletic body twisting and turning under the rapidly changing lights. It was loud enough to make you go deaf and the lights were blinding. Sweaty bodies filled the dance floor, both young and those getting old who thought they were young, coming out to drink and dance, some to were couples having a good time, others groups of friends looking to let go of the stress of their daily life. Others were like her, hunting.
She’d chosen her outfit just for this. Her legs were wrapped in tights so thin and tight to her long firm legs they looked translucent. She didn’t bother with a thong tonight, she wanted the entire club see her moist needy pussy between her legs. Her midriff was exposed, the hint of gold glitter spread across her tight tummy. Her shirt looked ready to burst. Her full and firm G cup tits were squeezed into her white top, also too small for her frame, the lack of a bra left her stiff nipples nearly ripping the thin fabric.
The “shirt” was effectively backless, more a fancy bikini top clinging for dear life around her neck and around the middle of her back with the thinnest strip of cloth, almost a string. The top allowed her full round tits to show from the back, the sides and show off plenty of underboob, a tempting display for any male or female brave enough to approach her, she was an experienced predator.
All night she danced and ground her body against dozens of potentials, each would satisfy her burning, nearly desperate, need. Evelyn was a demon, her specific kind fed on sexual energy, the simple minded might call her a succubus and be content with that, as if mortals could ever properly understand the ethereal planes, high or low.
She could’ve had her fill of any of them, dozens of singles or that couple by the bar, maybe that group of frat boys in the VIP booth…but she didn’t, behind the music and background noise of chatting humans, she sensed something… it was almost a scent, it was potent and plentiful, and it promised a feast. She followed the almost scent around the club, enjoying the hungry looks and freely groping hands of club goers as she passed by.
She spun and slipped, slithering through the dancing crowd, eyes darting to find her prey, senses focused on the hunt. The edge of the dance floor by the bar is where she stopped. It was powerful, it felt like she could actually see it, it felt thick, a thick reddish purple miasma, covering the bar, saturating the carpet. Her mouth started to water, her teeth slowly returning to her original fangs. Evelyn caught herself, she was getting too excited, she was losing control of her glamour, her disguise.
Gazing along the length of the bar felt like an eternity. Here the air felt thick, heavy, whoever’s soul this was coming from was incredibly powerful, it was driving her wild. She found it, found HIM! Leaning against the bar on the far side, surrounded by a half dozen young men around his age, looking bored, not wanting to be here at the club. He wasn’t the hottest she’d seen, or ever had. Man or woman Evelyn always chose her prey and lovers for a combination of power and looks. He was sort of hot in that scruffy day laborer way but by the hells did he have power.
He stood 6’ 2”, not impressive but average, he had some muscle, more from physical work then going to the gym, functional instead of for show. A healthy light tan with short dark hair, his face was sharp and handsome, again more average than stand out features, nothing a model or Hollywood leading man wouldn’t easily overshadow. He was dressed in a white button down shirt and blue jeans, the shirt untucked, giving him a slight shabby look. His eyes were a bold blue, but where her gaze really focused on was the bulge in his pants.
Evelyn had an incredibly accurate eye, she kept dancing but she was fully focused on the meatstick at his groin. Thick, cylindrical, and soft but it was a good seven inches long already. She felt her thighs soak as she turned to face him. Her eyes locked on and she started moving. Less walking and more prowling, stalking him. Arms and legs, shoulders and hips all graceful and smooth but coiling like the predator she was, readying for the attack. His eyes surveyed the club, seeing her briefly and moving on. That wouldn’t do at all. Most demons like her couldn’t read minds exactly, they could sense thoughts and emotions, read memories though that required power, she’d hoped to collect her fill and go home, not use some of the precious energy to hunt…but the intensity of his soul…
Using her powers she brushed the surface of his mind. Trying to get a sense of him. What kind of girls was he looking at, tits or ass, blonde, brunette, or redhead. What color of skin did he linger on. Evelyn could completely change her look with a thought to lure her prey between her legs, this one wasn’t particular, he’d take anything. She needed go a bit deeper. She could use a little of her gathered strength, his soul was more then strong enough to make up for it.
She drew on her collected power, the drained souls of a dozen men and women. The rush was exhilarating. Blondes, he was looking at every hot girl but he was lingering on the blondes. She found a fuzzy memory of an ex, it was recent. Piece by piece she put the story together. He’d recently broken up with a girlfriend, a short haired blonde with fake tits, grinning Evelyn went to work.
As she moved her hair lengthened and brightened slightly, her tits firmed and filled, already bigger than the ex’s but he was a tit man, he deserved some huge round melons tonight. Her tan got a shade darker, making her stand out even more in her skin tight all white outfit. His eyes fell on her again, she smiled, making it obvious she was coming for him, he kept looking around, ‘that’s fine with me baby, I like to play’ she thought.
His friends got quiet and she approached, a couple made promises of long nights and treating her right, she ignored them. Wrapping an arm around her targets neck she pulled herself against him. “You’re going to take me home and fuck my brains out.” She announced boldly. His friends freaked out, congratulating him, muttering their ‘attaboys’, and telling him he was lucky. They had no idea.
“Not interested honey.” He replied, Evelyn nearly melted to his strong baritone voice, delicious. She sensed he was tired, a long day, or several, he’d been dragged to the club by his friends, thanks guys.
“Something tells me your big cock wouldn’t mind.” She giggled her reply, one hand tracing his pant leg to land against the full bulging firmness of his cockshaft. One of his hands shot to her wrist and pulled her away.
“I don’t pay for pussy.” He said, she was insulted, did she really look like a simple whore? She was a grade “A” piece of ass on any plain of existence…she smiled, ok then.
“Oh baby.” She breathed. “The fuck is free. I just REALLY need to be bent over and fucked so hard I forget my name tonight.” She half moaned, breathing her scent and need on him, it was working. She could sense he was coming around. Forgetting his fatigue, she knew she had him when his hand landed on her hip. She leaned her hip into his big palm and draped an arm around his neck. She was eager to fuck him and feast on his unique soul but Evelyn was a demon who knew how to wait, to prepare her meal properly. The lustful gazes, conversation loaded with innuendo and anticipation of the approaching sexual encounter. It was all part of the hunt, it was a game and she loved to play, it made the reward all the sweeter.
A drink then some handsy flirting and he didn't resist being pulled onto the dance floor. She ground her body into his, playfully kissing and licking his neck, or an ear. She even offered a long sloppy blowjob in the bathrooms or the parking lot, knowing he’d reject it in favor of her screaming his name as he pounded her dripping snatch for all he was worth, an image she not so subtly put his head. Evelyn was all but hanging off him when they left. Kissing, groping, and lewd promises made up their walk to his car.
Evelyn, like most demons, only came to the mortal plane to feed, she could hunt anywhere, preying on other demons for sexual energy but once in a while it was healthy to enjoy some mortal souls, they were more pure, all that potential and experience stuffed into something so short lived, made for a tasty and incredibly nutritious meal. She’d been here for a week, not wanting to go back but eager to show off how much strength she’d acquired to her friends and family.
The motel she was using was run by another demon, this one had special permission to remain on the mortal plane for extended periods with the job of running and maintaining the simple two floor building for denizens of the hell’s. All could ”rent” rooms as long was the followed the rules. The rules were few and simple, no directly messing with free will though it could be influenced for the purpose of feeding, no starting fights or wars between mortals, and no killing mortals, they did enough of that without help. Accidents did happen but they were handled by one of the demon lords, and you could usually fuck your way out of the harsher penalties.
It was a square building, off white with a simple dark grey tiled roof. The hotel surrounded a courtyard with tables, chairs, and a pool that looked clean and well kept. Evelyn kept his focus on her as their walking foreplay brought the pair to her door. He didn’t even notice the orgasmic screams and moaned encouragement coming from every other room. Occasionally colors would flash or flicker in the windows then the room would fall silent except for content and satisfied sighing male or female voices.
They reached her room and as soon as the door closed Evelyn pushed him against it. She stepped back and yanked off her top, letting him see her huge firm tits. He didn’t wait for an invitation and she wasn’t going to make him. They pounced on each other. It was everything she’d hoped for, he was fit and healthy, his cock, a good eleven inches, was thick and stayed rock hard for a long time. She sampled his strength as she sucked his cock from her knees, nibbled at his spongy head and fat full balls. She loved hearing him groan in pleasure. It also helped he really knew how to eat pussy, for a limited mortal anyway.
He had a hard time getting his thick, nearly foot long, cock into her pussy, she’d tightened herself for the added pleasure, she came screaming as he forced her open and impaled her. At her urging he wasn’t gentle. He gripped, groped, and squeezed her curves, urgently kissing her only to slap her face, tits, and ass, then pull her hair. Evelyn came a dozen times, her mortal form shaking, sweating, and screaming its pleasure as loud as possible. Every thrust fed her his strength, sapping his soul of its vitality and reinvigorating her.
He didn’t stop, he fed off her moans, motivated to thrust faster and deeper, driven on by her orgasmic screaming. She was on her back, tits bouncing almost into her face, watching his growling face contort in pleasure as he fought his own orgasm. “Come on baby.” She moaned. “Give me all that cum, fucking fill me.” She locked eyes with his. Her expression a weak pleading for his potent seed. He growled and squeezed her hips, locking her in place as he dove as deep as possible, smashing their hips together. With his cum came a flood of power, sexual energy from his soul came pouring to Evelyn.
Grinning she screamed, overwhelmed by the pleasure of fucking this mortal and the power of his soul being sucked into her. He was getting weaker, she felt him staggering, ‘not yet my tasty morsel’ she thought. With otherworldly strength, she pushed him on his back while he was still inside her. Holding on, Evelyn moved to ride him, rising and falling on his thick dick as soon as his back hit the mattress.
“Oh shit.” He stammered.
“You like that baby?” She grinned. “Come on, watch these big tits bounce while I fuck you.” Control of her glamor was slipping as she started fucking him for real. She fed him a trace of her power revitalizing him, keeping his cock hard and refilling his balls whether he had the actual stamina to keep going or not. “Yes! Yesyesyesyesyes Fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme!” She howled through another powerful orgasm.
She felt his cum filling her and immediately be absorbed into her body. This mortal was amazing, she’d never felt a soul this strong, Evelyn was losing control with the pleasure of it, her hidden demonic form sucking it up like she was starving, her true form fighting to reveal itself so she could feed faster, gorge on his power until he was empty, she fought it back, savoring the small bites of her meal, the nearly orgasmic agony of slowly feeding on him brought Evelyn deliciously painful pleasure. With every bounce she felt his soul fade, its energy starting as bright as the sun and dimming over the course of their hours long fuck session to barely a flickering candle flame.
“Eve, I can…I can’t…” He tried to say but she clamped a hand over his mouth. She should stop, he was strong but even the strongest mortals had limits. The reasonable thing to do was to fake one long overpowering orgasm and fall on him, tired and moaning praise of his skills and dick. Most of the time Evelyn was a reasonable demon, today she had her fangs in the greatest feast of her life and she refused to stop, she needed more.
“Shhhh, god you’re so fucking big baby, it’s so good, don’t stop fucking me.” She moaned and mashed their mouths together in a kiss. She breathed life and stamina into his body, knowing he had a limit and determined to ride him to the very end. He grunted and moaned weakly, he tried pulling away but Evelyn was much stronger, she pressed herself against him. Her body was on fire from the pleasure, her nerve’s electrified with the need for this powerful mortal soul, she pulled more and more of it in, his huge cock buried deep, her cavernous demonic cunt clamping down and holding him inside her, forcing him to cum again and again.
She urged his body on, feeding it just enough strength to keep going, his cock flagging and suddenly finding all new strength and rigidity, his balls swelling again, then emptying, then refilling over and over. She could almost see his spongy swollen cockhead inside her dark red womb, a nearly endless supply of mortal cum, sticky, thick, delicious. Mixed in the mortal fuck goo, like the marbling of a perfect cut of meat, were bright lines and swirls, shining and pulsing with light and potential. The strands of his mortal soul flowed freely from his cock as she continued to ride him.
Evelyn dragged it out another hour, fuck torturing her prey, forcing him to orgasm life and soul into her. Her delicious mortal lover hit his limit and, overcome with lust and hunger, Evelyn had forced him to exceed it. He gasped and gagged, weak and unable to move from the exertion. In the back of her mind Evelyn knew she’d be punished for killing him, the larger part of her didn’t care. She ground her hips into his. Feeling his body empty and his life forced draining to nothing.
Releasing all control over her glamor Evelyn revealed her true form. She grew from the 5’8” busty beauty to a 6’9” demonic bombshell. Her skin darkened to a sunsets crimson, her tits grew, firm, fat, and wide, doubling in size and so firm they were like boulders, her waist narrowed impossibly, her hips already wide flared even wider, her ass growing huge, plump, and firm. Her arms and legs bulged with muscle, her legs thick and firm, fingers and nails growing to dark claws, tongue lengthening and fattening, inch after slavering inch overpowering her mortal lover and taking over his mouth during their kiss. Finally her tail, eight feet long, muscular and thick unrolled from her body, whipping around the air in its freedom. She came hard one more time and for a brief moment the demon slut felt satisfied.
Something was wrong, his soul was dark, drained, he should’ve been dead, his body a lifeless husk, cooling even as she rode out her last orgasm, but he wasn’t. Somehow he was still alive, his cock harder than ever, it felt like it was swelling, expanding, about to burst inside her. His fingers twitched, she felt his arms and legs shudder, she tried holding him in their deep kiss but a sudden strength that shouldn’t have been possible overpowered her tightly squeezing arms. He leaned back, gasping for lungfuls of air as soon as their lips parted. His eyes opened wide in shock, she should’ve been concerned about him seeing her true form, impossible curves and red skin, talons and tail, fangs and foot and a half long tongue, and long thick locks of seemingly burning pitch black hair, she wasn’t, he should’ve been dead. She looked into his eyes for an explanation and as his hands gripped her throat she found one.
This mortal man didn’t just have a powerful soul, he had an otherworldly powerful soul, a demonic soul, he was a halfbreed! As she felt a thrust far too powerful for a human, let alone one drained from hours of fucking, impact her from below. The window into the soul that was his mortal eyes blew open and his true power was revealed. His grip around her throat was suffocating, he thrust upwards harder and faster, his cock growing with every slam of their hips.
Normally as a demon Evelyn would’ve enjoyed this, no one could fuck like a demon, but she felt him draining her. This wasn’t the first time she’d fucked a newly realized demon, though the other times it was intentional, a ritual to gift willing and empower mortals with a shard of demonic power, none of them were special in any way, this one was different and that terrified her. With his demonic soul awakening in his body he must’ve been desperately searching for any source of sustenance, and impaled on his cock was a sex demoness who’d just stolen his power and lifeforce. Through their connected groins he was taking it back.
His body filled out with healthy muscle again, his color returning to that lovely light tan. Then his muscles kept growing and his skin darkened with a reddish hue. Her lover slammed his cock up into her brutally, overwhelmed with the transformation taking place. His eyes glowed with a hellish red, electric fire dancing around them, an impossibly deep growl emanated from somewhere within him.
“Wait, we can…” she managed to croak before her lover turned them around so she was on her back staring up at him. His face was twisted in both pain and pleasure, Evelyn watched in surprise and horror as his entire body grew, taller and wider, muscular bulk expanding under his increasingly darkening red skin. His hair filled out and grew, long thick strands more akin to a mane framed his head, through this all he kept thrusting into her.
“I didn’t kno…” ‘Crack’ her plea was cut short as one of his huge hands slapped her across the face, part of her was alarmed, another part of her loved it. His fingernails now resembling onyx colored claws. Evelyn’s entire body shuddered and she screamed in orgasm. It came on so suddenly, it took her a moment to realize he somehow forced her to cum. That shouldn’t be possible, even higher level sex demons couldn't do that…what the fuck was he?
Her orgasm lasted minutes, he kept thrusting through it all. When all creatures reach orgasm their soul is open and exposed. Normally this is when a demon of any kind drains their victims on the mortal plane, just like what Evelyn did to her lover earlier, for demons in the hells the transfer wasn’t possible unless you were especially powerful, but now only she was cumming, her soul was open and he started draining her directly. He didn't stop at taking his power back, a weeks worth of sexual energy was slowly being stolen, emptying into this newly awakened demon body, and he was draining her, still fucking-draining the soul out of her.
She tried to scream. If he did this up here and couldn’t control it he’d drain her completely and she’d die. She tried to pull air in and gasp out words, pleading a warning to him. His big hand clamped around her mouth, his grip was so strong it felt like he was cracking her jaw. He growled, she saw the recognition in his eyes. Shit, he was remembering!
“Yo…you’re…going…to…kill…me!” She managed using both arms and all her considerable demonic strength to just moved his one arm and hand from her mouth.
He snarled, his eyes filled with burning lust and justifiable rage, behind the glow of his power. She tried to speak again, in the span of a dozen thrusts he’d taken everything she’d gathered over the week and was now draining her soul of her life force itself! His response was to roar an orgasm. She knew his cock was growing as he fucked her but when he came it must’ve doubled in size. She’d never felt so full, inches became feet, then became more. Not just long but thick too, it felt like his cock was thicker than her body.
Evelyn needed to do something, anything. In her desperation she summoned a power she didn’t use often, mainly because she refused to accept her father was a mind demon, though a truly impressively hung one according to her mother. Pushing the incredible pleasure to the back of her mind, not an easy task for a sex demon, Evelyn forced herself beyond her comfort zone and flung her mind into his.
-Stop, please, this is amazing but not worth killing me for.-
“I’m not gonna kill you, I’m just gonna fuck you until I can’t anymore.” She heard him in her mind and with her ears. The mental voice that came back in response was thunder in the center of a thunderstorm.
-That will kill me!- She threw back, wrapping the words and thoughts in her very real fear, she didn’t want to die, who did? All this for a once in a lifetime meal suddenly didn’t seem as worth it as it did when her night began.
He snarled, not responding to her plea. He was lost in the rut, barely able to register what was going on, his body was on auto pilot, feeding uncontrollably, in his eyes Evelyn saw her death, his lust for her body, the overwhelming power of his soul, and his rage at her trying to kill him. He wasn’t going to stop, most demons could fuck for hours, sex demons much longer than that, Evelyn didn’t see a limit, would he ever stop? Her eyes screwed shut and she screamed verbally and mentally as another orgasm wracked her body, the intensity had increased incredibly, was he doing that? Her mind was split, part of her freely and eagerly fell into the pleasure, the other part raced for a way out needing a way to save herself from this monster who didn’t know or understand what he was doing. She thought of one way she could save herself. It might work…
-I’ll be your thrall!- She desperately screamed into his mind.
“What?” For the briefest of moments his thrusts faltered.
-If you stop fucking me, I’ll be your thrall.- She threw the knowledge into his mind desperately. A thrall was a willing servant bonded with a demon, master and thrall had a limited connection, he couldn’t take too much from her unless she allowed it, but a piece of everything she gained would go to him through their connection. Desperate, she opened herself to the connection, submitted to the overwhelming power of this demonic being.
-I’ll belong to you!- She mentally howled as her body was wracked by another powerful orgasm. After that everything went dark.
Evelyn came to a minute later, she’d cum so hard when the connection was made she blacked out. She was being held in the air, her demon lover and now owner covered in sweat. He was massive, a good nine feet tall, his shoulders so broad they were easily double hers. His skin was a deep crimson, flawless, under it all was more muscle than she’d ever seen before. His face was painfully handsome, his eyes still glowing and crackling with hellish power, his mane of midnight black hair fell past his shoulder blades and a pair of thick ridged horns sprouted from his forehead, each curving back and running the length of his head before curving upward to come to their pointed tips.
His chest was like two massive slabs of granite, his fourteen pack abs were like huge stones, each of his four arms were huge, with biceps as thick as her thighs. His legs were just as big but what shocked Evelyn was the six feet of cock softening between his massive legs, it was thicker then her waist and still coated in their shared juices, it’s fuck fluid sheath depositing itself one huge thick drop at a time onto the floor. Behind his ridiculous shaft sat a pair of balls as big as his thighs and just as wide, she realized they were empty, how big would that be when he was full? A pair of massive bat like wings spread out behind him, struggling to fit their span in a room specially designed for demons. A thick muscular tail as long as he was tall, moved slowly behind him exploring its new existence, its tip was a fat cockhead slowly leaking precum. He gently put her down on what was left of the bed, it’s splintered frame laying in a crater that was the rooms floor.
She looked up at him, eyes wide with wonder and devotion, she knew some of that was the bond but not all. He was huge, powerful, and amazing. Evelyn was exhausted, her entire body hurt from how often and how powerfully she’d cum. She felt fresh arousal between her legs and her mouth water. She wanted him again, he almost fucked her to death and she loved him for it.
Through their connection she knew him, who he was, aside from her master, his entire life was laid out for her to see. His mother was the demon Queen Zoxna, not just some random powerful demon, an Elder, one of the first, an original, one the rarest and most powerful demonic bloodlines. She’d come up to feed on humans just like every other demon, and somehow ended up up pregnant with him. It had to be a demon in disguise that knocked her up, a powerful one. Evelyn knew her queen, she’d fucked her queen, she’d even tasted her queens power, this demon definitely had some of her, but who was the other?
His name was Scott, he lived a completely average and unexciting life, loving parents, a couple of siblings, simple education, basic jobs, then something better after college, he had a girlfriend until that morning, kind, some curves, pretty in a painfully average mortal way, Adriana. Part of Evelyn giggled wondering what she’d think of her ex boyfriend now. The massive newly realized demon let out a long breath, red tinted steam flowing with his exhale. His eyes, still lit up with power, looked into her eyes, looking into her memories and her soul. He just stood there looking, trying to understand what he was seeing. Tempting fate Evelyn grabbed his still colossal cock and started stroking. “Take your time master.” She purred gently coaxing the powerful appendage back to life. That broke his concentration.
“What?” His voice was so deep it resonated through her body, hells he had power!
“Take as long as you want looking in me, I’m yours.” She gave him a fang filled smile, her eyes never leaving his, refusing to deny him, she probably could if she really tried but he was so strong she didn’t want to, and he was so new she would’ve felt guilty about shutting him out. She was mostly acting on instinct, submission, survival, prey trying not to get herself killed by a predator. For sex demons they always resorted to seduction.
He finally realized what she looked like, then looked at himself, the emotions played about his face and his mind, through their link she saw it all. He was shocked and appalled, the change could be intense, especially for one as powerful as he felt. To his credit he didn’t run outside looking like a monster and screaming of monsters.
“What the fuck happened to me, what the fuck are you?” He sounded demanding but she knew he was just in shock. Evelyn explained everything through their mental link. She told and showed him everything he wanted to know, who she was, what she was, why she came up from the hells, why she fucked him, and what he was. All the while her thick foot and a half long tongue licked, lapped, and bathed his cock. She paused occasionally to moan at his taste and praise his body and power. It took several more hours before he’d understood everything, he was a very powerful demon, his true form had been hidden in his mortal soul for some reason and Evelyn fucking him to death released it.
“Ok, ok, so what now?” He asked, growling the question unintentionally.
“Whatever you want master.” She replied, her tongue playing with a huge drop of precum around his cockhead. “I’m yours, we can stay and you can fuck me for days on end or we can go to the hells and you can spend a thousand years ruining my slutty holes. My body and soul belong to you.” He paused, not used to being called master, he had a girlfriend once who was into that stuff but he was never really comfortable with it. Gorgeous girl, mind blowing sex for a mortal, but the whole dom/sub thing never appealed to him.
“I need to get out of here, I have work, my friends…” He hurried to the door, struggling with which of his four hands to grab if with. Before a big claw hand reached the doorknob Evelyn’s voice coupled with an image of what he looked now slid into his head.
“You probably should cover yourself, or take a different form, I don’t think most mortals would be ok with a naked nine foot tall, four armed demon walking around.” Scott stopped and thought. He didn’t know what to do about his body now. Evelyn giggled and stood, making a slow sexy dance of it. She strode to her master, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a long kiss. Through their physical connection she showed and taught Scott how to use his power, hide himself in a mortal body called a Glamour, and even how to change form, he could have two arms, be a short stocky guy or a tall muscular super stud. Every other time she’d been with a newborn demon she’d teach them the basics, it was only polite. With Scott, with her master, she’d hold his hand through it for as long as he needed her to.
She watched, disappointed, as he settled for his old body, shrinking back down to just above six feet, his lower set of arms retracting into his torso, his tail, wings and horns followed slowly his skin returned to its pale shade. Standing naked in the room with his demonic slave, Scott started collecting his clothes from last night, then he had an idea. In front of a mirror, he made his soft cock grow. It grew longer and thicker, hanging between his legs like a pringles can. His balls grew to a pair of oranges, full and heavy.
“Looks good master.” Evelyn grinned by the door and chimed, mortal men really were predictable weren’t they? She returned to her mortal form, the buxom club goer from last night who had seduced poor mortal Scott, proudly naked and slinking to her knees before her owner.
“Don’t call me that.”
“Then what do you want me to call you? You’re my owner, I’m your thrall.”
“Scott is fine.” He said dressing quickly, his pants were painfully tight on account of his bigger cock and balls, so much he had to return them to their original size for comfort. Dressed and looking fully human he left. Walking to his car Scott was aware of the sounds of sex coming from every room in this motel. He caught flashes of prismatic light in some windows, he knew what they were without even trying. Siren, Mind taker, Succubus, Fury. He knew them all, curtains and walls didn’t hide the occupants from his gaze or what they were doing. He saw a young women on her back, her demonic lover thrusting hard, his cock big enough to rip her in half, she writhed and moaned in pleasure. He could see her soul dimming as its power was draining into her lover. For a moment Scott thought she was going to die, then the draining stopped and her lover slowed his thrusts.
“Shhh.” He whispered. “You’re so fucking hot, your boyfriend doesn’t deserve a piece of ass like you.” Scott watched her, the outline of her voluptuous body started to glow, it started in the center of her form, the glowing ball of energy that was her soul, then spread outward. He watched as it shifted between several colors. The prismatic glow had meaning… joy, peace, confidence, and pride, he somehow knew what those colors were and what was going on. She heard him and agreed with what he said, the demon helped her gain confidence in herself, she was better then her piece of shit boyfriend, she didn’t feel bad about cheating on him, she deserved it!
“That’s what’s supposed to happen.” Evelyn whispered. He’d somehow ‘felt’ her come up behind and stand behind. Scott watched the demon in the room go from his hard powerful fucking to slow and soft, almost gentle love making. “We feed off mortals, it weakens them for a time but makes them stronger for it.”
“You would’ve done that to me?” He felt her blush with shame.
“No, you were too powerful, I was overwhelmed by hunger, I would’ve killed you.” She sounded ashamed admitting it.
“Never again.” His voice was calm but the authority behind it was like being hit by a speeding truck. Hells he was powerful!
-What do you want me to do mas…Scott?- She asked telepathically.
“Do whatever you want.”
“When will you be back?”
“I don’t know, I need to figure this all out.” He said half out loud, this time walking through the hotel he heard the sounds of wild demonic sex, he made a mental note to ask Evelyn about it later, first he had to go to work. His watch was missing and his phone was dead. A few minutes after he plugged it into his car it rebooted. He was already late for work, this was all so crazy, last night, Evelyn, the sex, being a demon, this was all too crazy to be real, he decided to go home and sleep, maybe he’d wake up and this would all be dream, he’d laugh about it later.
He didn’t bother going to work, Scott drove to his apartment on the other side of the city, his entire body felt like it was warm and buzzing, as he opened his door he was suddenly hit with a screaming headache, he stumbled to his couch to lay down and close his eyes.
Scott saw visions, fields of red sand and clay, mountains of shining black rock, floating islands of dirt and gems, a massive fortress, high walls and higher towers, built into one of the mountains, it’s massive front gate lead into a pit that has to be the size of a football field, in the pit was a squirming mass of bodies, demons of different colors, male and female, twisting, jerking, and thrusting endlessly, the bodies covered in cum, no one caring as they kept fucking. It felt like he watched the pit for years, they never stopped.
At the end opposite the gate sat a huge throne of black crystal, sitting lazily, was a massively proportioned demoness with dark purple skin. She was huge, tall and fit, thick long horns of shining black stretched and curled outwards from her brow. A seven spiked ridges ran the length of each horn. Massive tits several times the size of her head sat on a her chest, each round orb defying gravity and standing proud. Her abs were clear and defined, her wide hips lead to thick thighs and an ass he could see from the front. Her legs were spread wide as a thick phallic tail viciously pumped her hairless snatch, a river wetness and cum flowing from her slightly reddened lower lips.
On either side of the throne, facing her, stood a hulking male demon, each with nubs for horns, each incredibly muscular, their bodies covered in dark bruising, around their necks were lengths of chain, the chains pulled so tight they were digging into the huge demons skin, anchored to pillars of red stone behind them. They were each frantically jerking off cocks that had to be four feet long, the sharp talons of their clawed hands scratching their shafts, tearing skin and drawing black blood with every stroke. In unison the jacking off demons roared, their cocks exploding with gallons of thick white goo. The female demon hissed as she was drenched in cum, her body shuddering with orgasm in response to the demonic cum shower.
Through it all she stayed watching the spectacle below, Scott could feel her overwhelming pleasure and still somehow knew she was focused on everyone in the pit. Below the demons growled and moaned, roared and shrieked, their pleasure feeding hers, her lust driving them into a sexual frenzy that could last centuries. When Scott looked back up to the demoness her eyes suddenly looked up to him and she bared her fangs grinning, the shock of it woke Scott up.
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Evelyn knocked on the door again. “Mast…Scott?” She paused, she could hear him breathing, through the bond she could feel him calming down from whatever it was that frightened him like that. The door flung open. Scott stood tall, his form changed again from his original fit common mortal body to one that rivaled a body builder for muscle mass and definition. Evelyn felt her thighs soak with arousal just seeing him in the glamour. She was about to ask what was wrong when he grabbed her hand and yanked her into his apartment.
It was a painfully average place, technically two bedrooms but one was more like an oversized closet Scott had turned into an office, a living room and a full kitchen. Off white walls with grey carpeting, his furniture was simple but effective. The place was clean at least, Evelyn had been in a lot of mortals homes and the single mortals were dominantly filthy creatures.
“How did you find me?” He asked, his breath was shaky.
“The bond, I always know where you are.” She leaned against him and planted a kiss on his cheek, then slid down his hard torso to her knees and started slowly stroking his cock through his pants. “So my master can use me whenever he wants…” she looked up into his eyes. “And however he wants.” She smiled and licked her lips, holding his gaze as she peeled away her clothing, shedding it almost as a layer of her glamour. She whined when Scott pulled away. She was hoping he’d fuck her again.
“Not right now”. He said stepping away. She smiled and slowly moved to her hands and knees, crawling after him in long exaggerated movements. She breathed her lust into the air, it was directed at Scott and him alone. She giggled seeing his glamour slip a little, his muscular form adding bulk, his groin filling his pants painfully.
“What are you…” He stopped himself, he knew what she was doing and why, he could read her through their bond, thoughts and body language. Evelyn was devoted to sex, it was all she cared about because for her sex was her entire existence, since she was Scott’s thrall her entire being was now devoted to one thing, fucking him. He grumbled, he was turned on by her but didn’t really WANT to fuck her right now. With how his body was reacting to her he was sure his clothes would end up rags draped over his cartoonishly muscular form.
“I’m sorry master, I can’t help it.” She really couldn’t, could she? He searched her mind and realized this behavior was all new to her too.
“I have questions.” Evelyn grinned and pulled up to sit on her knees.
“I’ll answer everything I can.” He started for his room, wanting to find something with more room for his body when she stopped him by caressing his mind, feeding him images of them fucking in human form. “May I make a suggestion master?”
He nodded and on her instruction pulled of his clothing to stand naked. Scott hardly recognized himself, the slightly fit young man was now a super fit gym god, a walking totem to sex and muscular masculinity. His arousal faded as he expanded his form, adopting a body of muscle and definition mister universe contestants would be jealous of. He grew his cock to hang a thick fourteen inches soft, more akin to a fleshy Pringles can. She said he’d feel better, more comfortable, he had to admit she was absolutely right.
Sitting on the couch, Evelyn sauntered over to lean her naked body against his. They kissed passionately and one of her hands reached over to slowly stroke his hardening dick. “Ask me anything master.” She said with a breathy moan, every thought in her head was them fucking, more specifically him fucking her and all the pleasure she got from it. God this felt good, all the crazy of last night and today, the changes, he was a demon now apparently, everything settled with him sitting there naked, his thrall worshiping him with her mind and body, stroking his huge cock. He felt horny but his mind was clear, he could focus his thoughts again.
“So, I’m a demon.” He cleared his throat and began. He asked every question that came to mind and her answers added more questions to the pile. Scott was very special, he had physical features of several royal demonic bloodlines. The four arms of a Builder, the phallic tail of a Succub, the wings were more common but a definite trait of higher demons, to have them at his demonic birth was a sign or royalty. The ridged horns, Evelyn suggested, were indicative of a Mindtaker though he lacked the multiple tails and bluish tint to his skin.
Occasionally she’d lean down to mouth his hard torso as she purred praise of him against his body. Each time fresh images flooded his mind, him fucking her in places he recognized in their human forms then in their demon forms in places he’d never been but through their connection knew to be in different hells. Once Evelyn opened her mouth wide and Scott watched her tongue extend a foot and a half from her mouth to wrap around his thick shaft. He groaned when she started to jerk him off with her thick oral muscle, it became a mental conversation after that. He explained his dream and the demon woman overlooking the orgy pit, Evelyn guided him on how to project his memory of it into her mind so she could see. It was Zoxna, insatiable lover, queen of all sexual demonkind, and his mother. Her outer throne sat before the Pit of Devotion, a sort of alter for sex demons to gather and fuck with her own thralls sprinkled in so she was constantly feeding off their energy.
It wasn’t a dream or a vision, his soul had established a connection to his mother, this demon sex queen. She’d felt him awaken his demon blood, he was suddenly curious to meet her, know what she was like. Evelyn chuckled as her long tongue stroked his cock, she didn’t want to spoil it, he’d find out when he met her. He was also curious to find out he now had over seven thousand brothers and sisters with thousand more nieces and nephews. ‘Demons don’t think in those kind of connections, unless their your parents or master, you’re either a sister or brother demon.’
He was about to ask about demons and family but was interrupted by a knock on the door. “Guess I should answer.” He signed. He was slow to rise, missing the feeling of Evelyn’s demon tongue jerking him off. Through the doors peephole he saw a pair of brawny men in ill fitting suits. It was clear from their builds they were muscular. “Hello?” He called through the door.
“Good morning sir, we’re from property management, may we come in?” One asked, the other looked around nervously.
“Sorry guys I’m not really dressed…” Scott felt a wave of something pass through him and his apartment. Before he could turn to the door it was pushed off his hinges by the shorter of the two men. Evelyn jumped to her feet when she felt the magic. Was it already too late? She saw the two men enter, but they definitely weren’t men.
“No!” She roared, leaping up and in a flash her glamour was gone. In full demon form she launched herself at the newcomers. Her fangs bared, talons pointed directly at the chests of the new comers. Both men dropped their glamours instinctively. They grew into a pair of eight foot tall demons, bodies swelled with bulky muscle, one a deep purple and the other a glossy midnight black, small nubs popped from their foreheads where horns used to sit. Her talons sunk into the shoulder of one, she twisted her claw deeper as her body spun and twisted. Her thick tail wrapped around the neck of the other, squeezing tight to choke him. Her clawed feet dug into the back of the first and the momentum carried them all to the floor.
Scott was shocked to see the sex demon be so violent. He felt her rage, knew her intention was to kill them.
“I’ll kill you…” Evelyn growled and hissed, struggling to accomplish her goal and the two men…the two demons, trying desperately to fend of the violent she demon. Scott could feel a pull at his power, Evelyn was using their connection to fuel herself, alone each of these male demons should’ve been able overpower her, using their bond she was able to strengthen herself enough to be a match for them both. Still, it was two against one. Glossy black was able to get his arm up and bring a massive fist down into Evelyn’s ribs. Scott winced hearing the sick cracking sound and Eve grunted taking the blow but she wouldn’t budge. Another hit followed, then a third.
“What the hells going on…” Scott tried. He mentally sent the command to Evelyn but if she got it she didn’t show any sign. “Stop!” He tried again, no one acknowledged him, they were too focused on the desperate melee.
“THATS ENOUGH!” Scott roared, his voice rising in volume and power it shook the walls with his authority. Everyone froze. Scotts power surged, his glamour blinked away, his muscular and cartoonishly endowed human form was gone, he stood before them as a nine foot tall four armed, winged, demon, four feet of soft cock as thick as one of his thighs. His nine foot long cock tipped tail whipped back and forth, coiling its length so it wouldn’t knock anything in his apartment over. He breathed and red tinted steam flowed from his mouth and nostrils.
Evelyn released the two men and hurried to her knees, head bowed in submission. The newcomers scrambled to take a knee and bowed their heads.
“My lord, we had no idea.” The black skinned demon said, his voice the low growl of a beast trying to seem threatening to a true predator.
“Our mistress only demanded we bring you, she didn’t say anything about this.” Purple added in a hurry. Evelyn stood and strutted between them on her way to Scott. She moaned and nuzzled her naked body against his, sliding to her knees beside his dominant and flaccid cock.
“They’re thralls master.” She observed baring her fangs. “Worthless little demons sent to collect you for their mistress.” She giggled. “She insults you my master. A hundred of these weaklings wouldn’t be enough against your power.” Her elongated tongue ran the length of Scott’s soft shaft.
“Who is your mistress?” He growled the question. Neither of them answered. Evelyn lunged at the midnight black demon, knocking him down with her still inflated strength.
“My master asked you a question worm! Answer!” She roared at him before slamming his head against the floor twice then slamming her head against his, their lips met and Scott felt Evelyn pushing into the demons mind. Part interrogation and part seduction, as long as they kissed she could take any information she wanted from him and through their connection Scott saw it all.
He saw all he needed. Both demons kneeling before a black stone throne, a giant muscular demon sat there, a massive four foot long cock standing tall against the rising and falling form of his mistress. It was the demoness from before. That dark skin, those horns, her incredible tits and massive ass. Zoxna, Scott’s mother.
“Get off him Evelyn.” Scott growled the command and Eve was off the downed demon in a flash, a proud look on her face as she returned to his side to grind her body against her masters massive form.
“May I speak great one?” The purple skinned demon asked meekly now.
“What?” He barked making the other jump, Scott hadn’t intended for it to come out that forcefully. Evelyn stopped him from apologizing, it was beneath him, they were thralls, weak ones at that. She filled his head with examples of his superiority.
“The mighty queen Zoxna, whose cunt claims us all, demands you attend her at the Evercumming Palace, at once.” He finished, his head bowed, afraid to look up. He waited for the demon to say more but the kneeling lesser demon stayed silent, carefully controlling his breathing so as to not make noise to upset the greater demon. The one with glossy black skin rose slowly and assumed the same kneeling position as his companion, head bowed, breathing slow and quiet.
-You’re so far above them it’s actually painful to watch.- Evelyn’s mental voice oozed lust and promised carnal depravity. Her talons traced the deep canyons between his abs, her tongue slowly licked up and down his torso, leaving long glistening lines of thick slobber as the muscle made its journey.
-What are they waiting for?-
-For you master, to order them to take you to their queen, your mother.- He could feel her grinning inside as she spoke. -But first you should make a display of your power. Show these pathetic little things you are what they think you are.- Her tail wrapped around one of his legs and continued until it coiled around the base of his semi hard cock. To these thralls, Scott was a powerful lord, his physical traits and the aura he gave off broadcasted his power to everyone around. In the Hells, demon lords often made displays to remind the lesser demons that they were in fact lesser. Strength and power meant status and privilege, and demons enjoyed those privileges with displays of their prowess.
Evelyn showed Scott a dozen examples of lust demons fucking casually as they went about their everyday business. She used the foreplay earlier as an example, part of him wanted to show off, enjoy the sexuality of his existence. He had to admit having her jerk him off actually helped, it soothed his lust and allowed him to focus so he could ask questions and learn about what he was. He was a demon now, specifically a lust demon, a Succub, Eve had helped him understand sex was in their nature and every aspect of his life was going to be ruled by his nature. He gave a long sigh. So be it. Display time.
The two demons shrieked in surprise and pain as Scott slammed them against the wall with surprising speed. He bared his fangs. “You two enter my home, disrupt my life…” He growled low and menacing.
“Our queen ordered us!”
“Forgive us lord!” They were quick with their replies, pleading for mercy. With a disapproving snort Scott half dropped half threw them to the floor.
“You two! Stay until I’m ready.” His voice filled the room. Without another word he grabbed Evelyn by the neck and forced her to her knees with one hand, the hands on his two lower arms shoved his semi hard, thicker than her neck, cock into her mouth. She didn’t need a command, Evelyn put every ounce of her being into throat fucking her masters sequoia sized cock. Hours past, in that time Scotts demon cock had reached its full six foot length and Evelyn had made an absolute mess of herself. Thick slobber and demonic precum covered her face to knees.
Scott slapped her across the face and turned her over to her hands and knees. She grinned and howled as his demonhood claimed every inch of her body and soul. Most male demons could boast a foot and a half to two feet of cock. Female demons could take that much without real trouble, around the two and a half foot mark things got interesting, due to their magical nature, male demons could actually fuck through the bodies and into souls of their female counterparts. Scott didn’t bother warming Evelyn up with slow strokes, she’d begged him not to anyway. The apartment, and surely the entire floor of the building shook with the power of Scott’s thrust. Two and a half feet of waist thick demon cock was powering through Evelyn’s body as she screamed and spasmed orgasm after orgasm, four and a half feet of it was fucking Evelyn’s soul directly, taking her to new and exponentially greater heights of pleasure.
The two thralls watched in stunned, reverent, obedience. Clearly aroused by the display but not daring to move at all and distract the demon lord in front of them. Scott lost track of time. He had Evelyn on all fours for a long long time, her body just barely but eagerly taking his monstrous cock. His lower arms had her arms pulled behind her back, her front now resting on her giant tits, his upper arms were outstretched, allowing him to wrap both hands around her neck, holding her in place as he went on and on.
Finally he felt it, that surge in his balls, a roiling, boiling, ocean of thick demon seed. He didn’t warn her, she didn’t need one, he just slammed his full length in her one final time, their hips meeting with enough force to shatter granite and turn human bones to dust. He roared, long and loud, enough to shake the room, Evelyn joined him with an orgasmic howl. He held that roar until hers died down. A swimming pool worth of his cum had overfilled her body and splattered out between them. He was kneeling in at least six inches of his own demon spunk, the thralls were up to their knees in his batter. He stood, pulled the fatigued Evelyn off his cock, he was still rock hard, he let her unceremoniously drop into the pool of cum. Then he rose to his full height and gave one long, loud sigh. “That will do for now. Take me to this queen of yours.” He declared.