Demonic Consumption
Ok, "Enslaved to Scent-III" is going to be a LOT bigger then I thought, Im re-wrtting a lot of it and unhappy with what I had. Really I want to get this next part perfect, so until then, hopefully this will tide some of you over. It happens in the same 'world' as the other cockvore stories, and perhaps gives hints into whats happening. But mostly it's a short smut story.
Normal Warnings Apply
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It had begun when Ryan had pushed around one too many smaller anthrokin at the local bizarre.
The large trim and fit Panther had always been used to getting his way and usually could be sure of his own physical prowess to 'persuade' an isolated merchant or trader to donate some gold coins for his enjoyment. Earlier in the day however, Ryan had come across a darkly cloaked Raccoon half his height that he picked as an easy target.
The small coon seemed to be dealing in old books and antiques. Looking at the gilded trinkets he wore, Ryan guessed he must have a brisk business going on. Waiting until later in the afternoon, Ryan decided to stop by again, this time with an eye at getting a 'donation' from the coon. Silently padding up behind the cloaked coon, the 6ft ebony black panther rumbled.
"Well hello there, it's donation time for your local charities" Ryan said as the coon turned, looking up at the Towering anthrokin.
"Charities? Oh really, and what is the name that I should bother myself with it?" The Raccoon said dismissively, turning back to his books. Ryan just smirked as he clenched his leather-gloved fists.
"The Charity to keep me from pounding you flat!" He said stepping forward to give a shove to the coon, though his paws never landed. In the blink of an eye the Raccoon was suddenly behind Ryan, no longer looking as old and feeble as he did a moment earlier. The Raccoon snorted as he muttered some arcane words, causing Ryan to fall forward as he laughed.
"Foolish filth. All brawn and no brains! It's your type that often forgets that much of this world is still ruled by the dark arts and ancient powers! Maybe I shall 'give' you something after all!" He said as the panther's world suddenly went dark.
When he began to come to, the first thing he felt was the cool stone under his bare pawfeet. Looking up, he could see the full moon from outside shinning in. A quick tug from his paws and feet let him know he had been bound. Ryan looked around the dim basement he seemed to be in and began to struggle.
"That little pecker! I'll show him then to use some bit of magic on me! I'll tare him in two!" He grunted as a sudden laughing caught his ears.
"Tear me in two will you? An idle boast at best" The Raccoon said, appearing from thin air once more it seemed as the Panther snarled at him.
"Let me go! Do it now! I swear let me go or else!"
"Or else what? You can stop your foolish struggles; any physical force cannot remove the bounds I have on you. Now, you may wish to relax a bit, your going to be a very special guest for a visitor tonight." The Raccoon said as he casually disrobed. Dropping the dark, gilded robes, he laid himself bare as a well built and fit Raccoon, one who seemed almost younger then Ryan as he opened up a great black book, and snapped his fingers.
Around Ryan a great ring of previously unseen candles suddenly came afire. The circle was almost twice Ryan's length as he saw it carved with spirals and strange runes. As the Raccoon began to speak in a low voice, Ryan's heart began to race. He pulled at his magical bindings uselessly as he shouted.
"Let me out! Let me go! What ever your doing stop! I'll give you gold!" He said, beginning to make a number of promises he knew he could never keep, to frightened by what was happening to care as the Raccoon continued to chant. The wind outside picked up as the candles in the room flickered. Ryan felt the circle grow intensely warm as he felt as if something where opening under him.
"Lord Phalstyke! Mount of Darkness and flesh, come forth and claim this mortal as offering of your gifts!" The Raccoon shouted as with a thunderclap of sound, a great smoking figure suddenly appeared within the circle.
Ryan shifted in terror as he suddenly felt a great presence around him. Standing around him, he saw four great Dragon like feet, the broad claws sharply taloned. Looking up, a great barrel chested Taurish body loomed over him as slowly; a great pointed snout leaned down and yanked the Panther to his feet. Ryan, truly fearing for his life for the first time, mewed, as he was able to look upon what could only be the great-scaled body of a Demon-Taur.
The Demon looked at him with dark burning eyes, its huge claws manhandling the Panther as it examined him like a piece of meat. The beast snorted, sending a blackish cloud of Brimstone from its nostrils as it spoke in a gruff yet seductive tone.
"Summoner, is this the offering you give to me to remake our pact?" it spoke as the Raccoon, sweaty and hot from his spell, nodded. "Yes Lord Phalstryke, it is. Claim him in the method the others where given so that he may continue their deeds." The Raccoon said as he leaned back in a large chair. Knowing the Panther could have no idea of what he was speaking of, yet hoping the Demon would.
"Summoner, your offering shall be sufficient, for now. I shall do as you ask and remake our Pact. After, I have my fun!" Ryan's face took on a look of horror as he began to realize what was being discussed. Looking at the Draconic Demontaur, more then a foot taller then him, his scales slick with sweat, his body stinking of unwashed odors and a tangy aroma of corruption, Ryan cringed.
"You, you can't be serious!" Was all he got out before the Demontaur slapped him powerfully across the face.
"Silence mortal! Your body and will are mine this night and I shall take what I want!" He bellowed, and when Ryan tried to interrupt once more, the Draco demon silenced him quickly by shoving his furry muzzle into a sweat-slicked armpit. The Raccoon looked on with voyeuristic glee as he casually slid his paw over his sleeve.
For Ryan, who was normally used to going days without a proper bath, the demonic enhanced stink from the beast's armpits was far beyond anything he had ever inhaled. The great Demontaur seemed to revel in the squirming actions of the Panther, able to sense his panicked mind and the feelings he had as he fed him his slick, oily sweat. The draconic taur holding him till the Panthers mind began to blank before pulling him out.
"There we are my mortal prey! That should put you into a more agreeable mood, yes?" the Demontaur hissed as Ryan's sweat soaked face slumped to one side. Nodding slowly as Phalstryke the demon grinned a horrible grin. "Well then, I suppose we do not need these anymore" he said as with a word the magical bonds evaporated from Ryan's arms and legs. Free of the bonds, Ryan slumped forward, his muzzle falling into the Sweaty chest of the Demontaur as Phalstryke laughed, enjoying the decent of his prey into mindless want of pleasure. Knowing where it would lead to...
Phalstrykes immense and powerful body shook as for a while he held the Panther almost tenderly. Ryan's lips slurping and chewing firmly on the large tough nipples of the beast. Soon the pleasure elected a special stirring from the Demontaur as a tightly scaled slit on the front of his body, just where the chest met the Taur, began to open. The slit peeling back as a long thin red spike slipped out. A perfect Dragon like cock, the shaft poked into Ryan's belly as Phalstryke hissed.
"Now mortal, begin to earn your place before me and worship this cock as you shall learn to worship me!" He said as he first jammed forward with the dark dick. Smacking Ryan's face, leaving smears of greasy unwashed cock across his face as the Panther began to whimper then beg for it. Satisfied with the pleading panther, Phalstryke hissed and lunged into his face. Pushing his Forecock into Ryan's still sweat soaked muzzle as the Draco demon let out a Satisfied-bellowing grunt. From the moment the cock first past Ryan's lips, both moaned in deep intense pleasure. The shaft filthy by the standards of the mortal world, the Demon watched as the glassy eyed panther slobbered slavishly at the shaft. Licking clean layers of muck that would make a more lucid Anthroid wretch.
In his Demonic realm, Phalstryke could get any whore he desired to clean his twin cocks. But all where tainted and corrupt, usually just other demons. Phalstyke knew that nothing felt quite like the lips and body of a still unsoiled mortal when worshiping his front cock. The whole while a great, more monstrous Phallus began it's slowly expansion from between the Taurs back legs. That would have to be kept in check, for now.
As he slammed his cock in and out of the Panthers muzzle, he knew the time he remained 'unsoiled' would rapidly be coming to an end. Filling the muzzle with slimy precum, he watched with delight as the foul substance oozed thickly down Ryan's face, sending his mind even further away from rational thought as the Demontaur decided to fully test the limits of his control.
"You have done well my new slave, but your have just begun giving yourself to me. Knell slave an be anointed with my mark, the mark of a Demons liquid odor!" He said as the panther watched through glazed eyes. The pointed dark red dragon cock pulsed, and then tightened as the slit opened up.
A stream of searing hot piss poured forth. Not just simple urine, but the hot burning acid of a Demons stink and interior. Phalstryke grunted as he washed down Ryan who begin to yelp and whimper, feeling his body burn as the piss soaked quickly through his fur to his skin. A part of his mind knowing the stink and smell was something that would never wash from him. The demon continuing, aiming it at his crotch, into his sheath, pissing more and more. As though he could summon from his world an endless supply.
Indeed the pool of acidic Urine soon began to spread beyond the great circle. The Raccoon, idly watching the whole time, keeping an eye to make sure none escaped the seal he created. As the flow ended at the circle, the dark Summoner relaxed, knowing the final steps would be coming soon.
The great Demon himself sensed that his actions should move toward completion as he ended the flow of his steaming liquid. Flipping the Panther in his great rough hands, he snorted as his forelegs knelt downwards. Laying Ryan into the pool of piss, he pointed his great red spike toward the Panthers hole.
"And now more mortal prey, I shall mark your insides as deeply as I have your outside." he grunted as with a powerful lunge of his back legs, he drove the panther upon his draconic dick.
The still function parts of Ryan's brain gave a short, weak shriek of pain as his ass was impaled. The hot shaft, lightly spiked like his own feline cock, slammed forward again. The Demons heavy chest mashing into Ryan's ass as the two came crotch to hips. The demon snorting as he felt the soft warmth of the mortals ass sooth his throbbing shaft. The demon feeding of the intense pain it gave the panther, knowing it was all part of the ceremony between them.
Gasping on the stone floor, Ryan slowly grew accustomed to the searing shaft inside him, the Demon holding him down as it drove the forecock into his tailhole. Stretching the opening wide as the Demon relaxed once more, knowing he never intended to waste seed inside the panther, but simply to relieve more of his piss. He threw his great horns back with delight as the flow filled up the panther's insides quickly.
As the fluid began to seep from the now over-full ass, Phalstryke shifted, knowing at last it was time to begin the true union between predator and prey. The monstrous and equine like phallus that hung, sickeningly huge between his legs stirred. Relived of the mental restrains he kept on it, the great fleshy tube wormed forward. The sheath peeling back like massive lips as the tip 'licked' at the fully pacified panthers pawfeet.
The Raccoon looked up from his chair and grinned, it was what he had been waiting for, the power he needed for so long. He felt thrilled to be witness to what was to transpire as the numbed and pleasure drunk panther squirmed weakly. Barely away of the sensation of his feet slipping into the wide Urethra of Phalstrykes cock as his sleeve wormed upwards like a cocooning blanket. Even as the Panther slowly became aware of his fate, still rooted on the hot cock of the Demons foreshaft, he simply gave into his fate as Phalstryke smiled and prepared to milk the mortal of his more permanent energies.
The dark Summoner approached as he watched the panther slowly swallowed by the stretching Phallus, his body sliding down with a series of pulses and muscle contractions... As all but the head remained outside, the Panthers internal seed, energy and essence began to slowly be drained from his body, feeding the Demon.
"Is he almost ready my Lord? You know the use I shall have for him!" The Raccoon barked as he kept an eye on the Panther, making sure the hungry Demon did not end him by sucking him fully into his balls.
Drifting through the pleasure of feeding upon the still self-aware essence of a mortal, the great demon rumbled and nodded his head. "Yesss Sssummoner... Give him to my hungry for a moment more, and I shall return him as the slave you desired." he said through hissing lips as his cock churned and gurgled. Melting away muscles, then the mind of the Panther. The antrhoid within ceasing to be what it was as the great Demon consumed it to all but a barely living husk.
Shuddering from such a fantastic meal, the demon relaxed and summoned forth arcane energies from his own realm, Feeding them into the nearly empty husk of the Panther, rebuilding his body, changing his insides, rebuilding his mind. This time there would be no free will, no lingering sense of right or wrong, this new slave would be the perfect beast to feed upon others, and in turn, feed it's Master.
As the Summoner looked on with growing delight, he watched the Panther begin to expand the Demons phallus, filling out with it's new body before Phalstryke shivered and got back to all fours. his shaft beginning to ripple and pulse in reverse as it slowly pushed out the slime covered body of the Panther.
Sliding free of the immense phallus with a wet "Burlop" sound.
Kneeling by his new slave, the Raccoon looked at his property. The panthers form had grown even dark, his muscles firm and bulked up on demonic energy... A snake like cock hanging from a oversized sheath. it was perfect.
"Can you tell me your name?" The Raccoon asked.
"I--have no name, I--Am your slave"
"Good slave, and what is your purpose?" the panther paused.
"To devour the essence of others to feed to you" it said with a grunt.
"And, do you wish for this?" The summoner asked as the Panther slowly got to it's legs, basking in it's now power and strength. It's immense phallus pulsing between it's legs, licking it's new 'lips' the Panther growled.
"I DO!" The Raccoon reveled in his new servant as the Demontaur snorted with delight.
"Summoner, I have held up my bargain once more. Make sure you do not have the proble you had before, or next time it is you I shall feed upon" he snorted as he made ready to return to his world. Stroking the still slimy shaft od his panther, the Raccoon grinned.
"Do not worry my Lord your freedom and my vengeance shall be at hand!"
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Do hope yo uall enjoyed! Let me know what you think and how this compares to the other CV sotries I have. After all, the more feedback I get, the more I'll know what to write ;)