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Nira had been deep asleep when her roommate had come home. The little feral snow-vixen had, in her usual fashion, been sprawled out on the shabby couch in the centre of the living room. It was tiny, with only two cushions, but was all that could fit in the cramped space, so she took out almost all of the room by herself. On her back, with her belly exposed and leg kicking gently as she dreamed, the little vixen looked quite adorable.

At least until the door banged open. The wolf on the other side, with a thick coat of fur as black as Nira's was pale, had had to open to door with his foot, considering his hands were full. He put a little too much force into the kick to open it, causing the handle to leave a fresh dent in the wall behind. The loud bang made jerked awake with a yelp, almost slipping off of the couch as she rolled onto her side. "Whatcha do that for?" she mumbled drowsily as Kiba, the black wolf, marched in with several bags and packages filling his hands.

"You nap too much," he said, putting the stuff down on the table. "I got some food, but there was a nice garage sale on the way home. Got a few cool things."

"Not anything that I have to be awake for," Nira grumbled, but she hopped off of the couch and went to the table, rearing up so she could put her nose over the edge and sniff. "Smells old and dusty."

"That'll be this," Kiba said, pushing a grubby cardboard box at her. The vixen sniffed at it and then sneezed. "I think it's some kind of board game," the wolf continued, gently pushing the vixen down. "Looks really old, but pretty cool. Found it in a box of junk and the owner just let me take it."

"Ooh a game," Nira said, now even more interested. They regularly played games together, something she enjoyed immensely. "Can we play? Now?"

"After dinner!" the wolf grumbled. "I'm hungry; been out all day. Give me a little while."

He set himself about in the kitchen. Nira had no hands, or even fingers for that matter, and while she could prepare her own food, it took a lot longer and was far more difficult than if he just did it for her. Before long, he had two cuts of meat frying on the stove, the spiced scent filling the air.

Nira was salivating long before it was done. "Thanks," she paused to say as Kiba put a plate in front of her, tail wagging furiously in excitement as she began to eat in large bites. The wolf sat at the table, eating a little more sedately.

Once diner was eaten, Kiba set up the weird game-thing that he had found, clearing a space on the coffee table that lay between the couch and the small television against the wall. Nira watched with bright, curious eyes, sitting patiently as the cloth was lain out. It looked quite odd, but also old. There was intricate embroidery in gold and red thread, seeming to make a winding path around the square of material, with little symbols around the edges.

The instructions, if that was even what they were, were on a small, faded slip of paper; Kiba had to squint to make out the words, not rushing ahead. As the paper said, he put a candle in the centre of the square of fabric, where there was a handy empty space, and then two of the small, ivory chunks from inside the box. These he placed down at the opposite ends of the winding path. "Right," he said. "These are really hard to make out...I think it says that we need to...find the way-- our? No, out!--and do so before the candle runs out."

Nira nodded. "Guess that's what they used before timers and stuff! I suppose we have to move along this track thing?" She nosed the fabric to point it out.

The wolf nodded slowly, holding the paper up close to his face. "Hang on, let's not get ahead of ourselves," he murmured. "So...candle." He struck a match and lit the candle. It was a small thing, and probably wouldn't burn for more than an hour or two, but that'd be way longer than they'd probably need. "Before we start, it says...'speak aloud', I think?"

The snow-vixen nodded. "Do it! Spooky games like this need a little bit of atmosphere!"

"Really faded," Kiba grumbled, picking up his phone and turning the flashlight on. Holding it beneath the paper, he was able to make the old printed letters a little more distinct. "We call...up, I think, Nadijeshiklra the...can't read that one--maybe Defiler?" He cleared his throat. "An offering we do...make, and contest proposed for...gifts from down below."

"Ooh, there's a story," Nira said with interest, examining the token nearest to herself. "Keep going!"

Kiba obliged. "Not much more. Just...let the game commence, I think! Hang on though..." He'd reached the end of the paper, nothing else that he could see written on it. If there was other writing, it had faded away completely. Bemused, the wolf flipped it over to look on the other side of the grimy paper, but that was blank. "There's no instructions on how to actually play."

"Aww, you sure?" Nira said, sounding extremely disappointed, she stood and bounded over to the box everything had come in, nosing around inside. Besides a few more ivory tokens though, there was nothing else. "Damn," she said, the disappointment audible in her voice. "I was really excited to try it out..."

Kiba sighed and went to take the pieces off of the cloth. "Me too," he sighed. "Well, we can play one of...the others..." His voice trailed off, the words fading into a shocked silence. Looking around, Nira saw what he was looking at and the vixen too was lost for words.

The cloth 'board' of the game was glowing, the bright red and gold embroidery shining as if it were made of fire. The symbols and the path were far clearer against the black cloth, seeming to burn on the table as they cast an ominous glow over Kiba's face. The wolf's muzzle was hanging open in surprise.

As suddenly as the light had appeared, everything faded, the candle snuffing itself out along with it. For a long few moments, nothing at all happened, Kiba and Nira both looking in amazement at the table. "What...what was that?" Nira murmured, sniffing at the cloth in the hopes of finding out what had caused the freaky light show. She jumped back with a yelp though as, without warning, the candle relighted itself.

Even this was abnormal. Around the wick on the small cylinder of wax, there was no ordinary orange-and-yellow flame. This fire was a deep, dark purple, seeming to give off more darkness than light as it stayed unnaturally still, not trembling or moving at all. "Well, well, well," a new voice says, making both wolf and vixen jump and spin around.

"Who--?" Kiba begins to say angrily but as soon as he saw who had spoken, his words failed him once again. The speaker was standing in the kitchen, right beneath the ceiling light. Her top half was that of a vixen, with reddish brown fur, short and soft. Her bottom half though, was different: it was that of a goat, with mid-length, silky hair and two small hooves that she stood on easily. Her tail belonged to neither species, and was lithe and whip-like, furless and ending in a spade shaped point.

If her mismatched body wasn't shocking enough, she was entirely nude. Kiba's eyes moved immediately to her bared breasts, large and perfectly shaped, with hard nipples poking out through the short fur. More nipples, also erect, ran down her belly in two rows to where her fur seamlessly changed at her hips. Far more shocking was her sex: it was a vixen's spade, swollen with heat and wet with her arousal. In fact, her thighs were damp with her juices, the smell filling the air.

The next breath that they took was filled with the stranger's pheromones but her scent was more than that. It seemed to be filled with everything that Kiba and Nira found enticing. There were hints of jasmine, chocolate, roses, coffee, toffee, incense, and a hundred other things that made her smell nothing short of addictively alluring. Two inhalations of that and Nira was taking a dazed step towards the strange creature, Kiba about to follow her. The wolf shook his head a few times, unable to tear his eyes away from her.

The half-vixen, half-goat woman smiled. "Thanks for summoning me," she said, as if prompting them.

"Summon...?" Nira said in a dazed kind of way, her muzzle hanging open. Her eyes dropped down to the slick spade resting between the stranger's thighs.

"Mmm," she said, nodding as that smile grew a little wider. "Not many people know how to summon a succubus anymore, and you choose me! I'm Anethia." She peered over towards the table, spotting the candle that was still burning with that curious, supernatural flame. "Huh. Guess you guys like a challenge!"

"Succubus?" Kiba said, his mind coming back from the shock. "Challenge? Wait, we summoned you?"

"Yes, challenge," Anethia giggled. "After all, you usually only get as long as the candle burns. Most people when they try this use big candles. Well, let's get started!" She beckoned a finger towards them and before they could doublethink what they were doing, Kiba and Nira both took a step forwards, the former jumping to his feet to do so.

As soon as they did, the walls began to fade, their apartment beginning to shimmer. "What's happening?" Nira cried out, alarmed as the floor began to move and roil like they were on the deck of a ship in a storm. The walls faded and grew back in a pattern like a heartbeat, but every time that they returned, they had a more reddish hue. The wolf and vixen got closer together as the succubus laughed, their home vanishing for the last time as they arrived in the demon's domain.

The walls were made of a light red stone, almost pink, and arranged in a tight pattern. There were no windows and it was impossible to tell if they were deep underground or high above it. Looking around, Kiba supposed the first, but it was just a guess. The air was nice, but a few degrees warmer than it had been before. The wolf tried to hold his breath though; the air was thick with the smell of arousal, pheromones of heat, and the general scent of sex.

The room itself was quite bare, and only a dozen feet square. There was a door on each wall, right in the centre, made of thick wood and bound with iron bands. Nira, who had splayed her legs to try and stay balanced as the location had changed, looked around. "Where...where are we?" she asked, eyes wide.

"My home," Anethia said, waving a hand. "This is exciting! Right, here are the rules: you summoned me, and if you escape back to your realm, you get a wish granted, if it's within my power. The portal is...somewhere." She waved a hand vaguely. "You have until the candle burns out to escape, or you'll stay here forever!"

"Forever?" Kiba said, gulping. "We didn't even mean to do it! I thought it was a game or something!"

"That doesn't matter," Anethia giggled. "You just have to get out. Don't worry; I'll take good care of you if you don't. Whether you're looking for sexual release or denial is your heart's desire, I can accommodate you; my home can always use some more toys. Once you stay though, you're here for eternity. There are some benefits: immortality, for one, and endless pleasure."

Her smile widened and Kiba and Nira both started; her teeth were sharp and pointed. "Together we'll explore every kink, the ones you have and the ones you don't. I'll give you a sporting chance though. Go, run; you can decide for yourself what part of my home you become a part of, but be careful. Get trapped and the choice is made for you. Otherwise, kneel on the floor and your Mistress will find you soon. But if I find you and you're not kneeling, I'll be the one making the choice, and I doubt you'll like what a sex demon chooses. Both of you understand?"

Nira nodded, looking around nervously. "Yes, but I don't--"

"Great!" the succubus giggled, clapping her hands. "And you, wolf?"

Kiba started by giving his own arm a sharp pinch, hoping that it would wake him up. No such luck. "I understand, but--"

"Excellent!" she interrupted again. "Run along, both of you. I'll follow along in a minute, so you'd best hurry to stay ahead of me! Be careful of the house; sometimes it plays tricks. Oh, and don't mind my other pets."

A big part of both Nira and Kiba didn't want to leave her. Her scent was filling their noses, making them just want to press their noses between her thighs and take it in directly from the source. The strangeness of the situation made it much easier to resist though. "Come on," Kiba murmured to Nira, backing up to the door behind him and pushing it open. The vixen followed him.

"Bye bye," the succubus said, twiddling her fingers. "See you both soon."

The wolf pushed the door shut and she was hidden from sight.

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"What are we going to do?" Nira asked anxiously as soon as Anethia was hidden from sight. "I can't believe this!"

"I think we'd better," Kiba said back, speaking in a low voice as he looked around. They were in a hall now, made of the same red stone but it wasn't entirely empty. There were a few scattered pieces of furniture and doors here and there along the hall but more interestingly, there was no end in sight. The hall stretched into the distance, fading from view. "Come on, she said we need to find the exit...might as well see where this leads."

They began to walk, passing the doors without even trying them. There was nothing interesting on the small tables and bits of furniture that lined the hallway, bar some lights and scraps of paper with unintelligible writing on it. They walked on and on, but there was still no end to the hall in sight. In fact, Kiba was starting to get the funny feeling that there was no end. This wasn't an ordinary place after all; maybe it just went on forever, or maybe they were going in some kind of magical spatial loop.

That wasn't the only thing though. There was something about the place, like the succubus but a lot more subtle. It took a while for the two to notice it, but Kiba did first, noticing how his cock was hard and straining at his clothes. For a moment he blushed, trying to surreptitiously readjust himself inside his pants but at the touch to his length, even through the fabric, he gasped. "What? What is it?" Nira asked quickly as she looked up at him, but the vixen blushed as she saw the bulge at the wolf's crotch. "Oh..."

"It's nothing," he said quickly, tilting his hips a little so she didn't have as much of a view.

Now that she thought about it, Nira was feeling a little hot herself. Beneath her tail, there was a warmth in her sex, maybe even a hint of wetness. It was hard to pin down definitively, but there was definitely a thrum of arousal in her lower belly. "Um...I'm feeling...too," she said, blushing hard through her white fur. "Must be this place...some magic or something."

"Yeah," Kiba said heavily. "Come on, let's keep going."

They continued on, Kiba giving up on trying to get his erection to go down and simply trying to conceal it from the vixen at his side. After another five minutes of walking yielded no changes, Kiba suddenly stopping with a growl of frustration. "We can't just keep walking here, we need to go through the doors."

"Oh, are you sure?" Nira said nervously. "It seems safe in here...she said that was stuff in there."

"We have to try," Kiba insisted. "We're not going to find the way out in here."

For a few long seconds, Nira hesitated but then she nodded. Kiba nodded back and walked the few steps towards the nearest door, grasping the handle with his paw. The metal was oddly warm to the touch but it turned smoothly, the door swinging in. Kiba let go and stepped in cautiously. It was a small stone room, empty but for another door on the far side. "Okay, it's good," he said, turning back to wave Nira in. But when he turned around, Nira wasn't there, and neither was the door back into the long hall. Both had disappeared.

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When Kiba moved into the room, he vanished from sight beyond the door. "Hey, what's in there?" Nira said anxiously. There was no reply and she couldn't see, the vixen waiting a few more seconds before moving into the room herself, poking her nose around the door. She only saw an empty, small stone room and a door at the other end. "Kiba, don't hurry ahead!" she said in a low voice. Moving forwards quickly, she went to the door on the other side, not noticing that the opening behind her had vanished.

Rearing up, she pushed the handle down, dropping as that pushed the door open. There was no Kiba beyond but the room was very different. It was large and plush, the floor covered in a soft carpet. There were lounges and chairs around, and a crackling fire at the very end of the room. It looked quite cosy, but the smell in the air made the vixen hesitate. There was something strong, but artificial, some kind of rubber or plastic.

Beneath it there was something else though: sex, arousal, and heat. "Kiba?" she said, but not as loud. "Where'd you go?" To her surprise, someone answered, but it wasn't the wolf. There was a loud moan from somewhere in the room, making the white vixen jump and yelp. "Who's there?!"

The only other sound was another moan but this time Nira realised that the sound was oddly muffled. The chairs were blocking her view though and, warily, she moved around them until she saw the source of the moaning. There was a chair next to the fire but...not a chair. A frame was standing and tied to it was a girl, covered in a rubber suit, fur-tight. Heavy-duty latex straps every few inches along her body kept her bound to the frame, in a sitting position. Her thighs were at the ninety degree angle to the rest of her, arms forming armrests.

Nira got over her shock slowly, walking around to the front of the 'chair'. An anthro, like the succubus, would be able to sit on her thighs while their back rested against the girl's latex-covered breasts which were firm, shiny globes on her chest. A large, padded hood covered her face and muzzle, removing her features and leaving her an anonymous rubbery toy.

The latex flashed and shone in the fire light, due to both the flickering light and the way that she was squirming and pulling. The straps squeaked and creaked a little but they were nowhere near close to giving way. She was well and truly stuck. "Mmphh nmmmm mmmm!" she said from beneath the hood; Nira supposed that there was a gag or something in her mouth under there.

"Are...you okay?" Nira asked tentatively, shivering slightly. Something about this was making her feel weird; Nira blushed hard beneath her fur as she realised that the wetness beneath her tail was only increasing as she saw this. There were more moans and grunts from beneath the hood, the girl struggling and failing to get free.

Beneath the cracking of the fire, there was another sound, a minute buzzing. It took a few moments to identify the source, Nira blushing harder still as she realised that it was coming from the bound girl's crotch. There was a heavy silver zipper running between her legs with a tiny padlock at the top, keeping anyone from opening it.

Nira didn't know why she did it, not even aware of doing it until she was going through the motion. She darted forwards, pressing her nose firmly into the latex crotch in front of her. The buzzing tickled her nose but the biggest change was in the chair. She arched and tried to hump against the vixen's nose, huffing and whining beneath the hood.

The vixen blushed harder than ever and pulled away after a second but the latex 'chair' was squirming worse than ever and Nira got the feeling that, beneath that latex, that that vibrator was just teasing her, making her hornier and hornier but never letting her actually cum.

Nira gasped and staggered back, the thought making her shudder and her sex get even wetter. "No," she breathed before turning around. The plaintive moans and wordless pleas followed her but Nira didn't look back, hurrying from the room. The heat in her sex was a distraction, one that was making the vixen pant gently.

The door at the other side of the room was already ajar, Nira hurrying through without looking back. There was a short hall beyond and another ajar door, Nira hurrying though it and shutting it without even looking at where she was now. Breathing hard, the door clicked shut and for a moment, Nira's tail raised high over her rump.

Then something touched her thigh, right beside her canine, spade-shaped sex. Nira gave a sharp _yip_and jumped a foot into the air, spinning around. She wasn't alone in here. There was another feral, covered in a rubber suit. This rubber was a soft pink instead of black and it covered every inch of the feral except for their eyes, which were brown and blinking curiously at Nira.

The vixen thought that this rubber feral was some feline because of the rubbery ears on their head. "A kitten?" she mumbled, feeling a little dazed. The feral gave a nod, their eyes twinkling and pranced in a circle, showing themselves off. A pink collar was wrapped around their neck, a small bell tinkling merrily as they moved. Their tail was wrapped in a tight rubbery pouch but it was still lifted high, showing Nira that this other feral was female too. There was a zipper, undone, beneath her tail, exposing a canine sex, swollen with heat.

"Oh, not a kitten..." Nira mumbled, blushing hard. At her words, the other canine mmphed and shook her head, batting at her cat-like rubber ears with mittened paws. From beneath the hood, she gave a sound that might have been a meow. I am a kitten, she seemed to be saying. Something like a purr was coming from her.

"Sorry," the vixen said, trying to clear her mind by shaking her head. Her mind seemed foggy, her pussy begging to be touched, and she couldn't take her eyes off of the 'kitten' in front of her. The kitten seemed to be quite excited, bounding and hopping around, showing off her swollen spade.

Nira took the opportunity to glance around the room, looking first at the door. She gave a start; there was no handle on this side! The rest of the room distracted her though. It wasn't terribly big, with shelves around the edges and something big and rubbery hanging from the ceiling. That looked to be some kind of sack or something but it was the shelves that made her blush. She could see leashes and cuffs, suits and hoods, dildos and vibrators, all neatly arranged.

"Oh my..." she mumbled, only to look back and see a heated spade a few inches in front of her. The kitten was standing right in front of her, tail raised and twitching.

"Mpphhh!" the rubber covered canine moaned, waggling her hips enticingly. She was wet, very much so, practically dripping out of the open zipper. "Mmmnnn nnn?" she said questioningly, taking a few steps back and trying to press her spade onto Nira's muzzle.

"What are you doing?" Nira said, shifting her own hips a little. Seeing this 'kitten' was making her pant faster, making her think of her own fantasies, of wishing for someone to do something very similar to her...

"Nnnnnn!" the kitten groaned, eyes squeezing shut in frustration. Seeming to give up on enticing Nira, she curled up on the ground, bumping her hooded snout against her spade. It was hard: she couldn't get a good angle or apply much pressure, and her tongue was securely locked inside her mouth. "Mmmph," she whimpered, trying to masturbate but failing. The rubber on her muzzle was glistening with her arousal but frustration was all she was going to get.

A moan left Nira's muzzle, looking at the kitten. For a moment, the briefest of seconds, she wanted to switch places with this other canine. To be a nameless pet, needy but unable to cum, covered from nose to tail in rubber.

"Admiring my kitten?" a voice said, making Nira and the kitten jump. Anethia had opened the door completely silently and was staring at Nira with a smile on her face. The snow vixen backpedaled hurriedly as the succubus came fully into the room, closing the door behind her and trapping them all together. "And you, trying to cum! Bad kitten!"

She snapped her fingers and the rubbery feral whimpered, looking to Nira as if for help before slinking over to Anethia. The succubus scooped her up, cradling her on her back with the canine's spade pointed at Nira, giving her a good look. As the snow vixen watched, Anethia touched the rubber hood and it changed, covering the kitten's eyes and leaving her blind and featureless. As soon as that was done, the succubus thrust two fingers into that dripping, exposed spade.

The kitten arched and moaned loudly through the hood, pawing weakly at Anethia's restraining arm as she was fingered at a brisk pace. "This is...well, she had a name when she summoned me," Anethia smiled, speaking to Nira. "She summoned me a long while ago; had a kink for being a pet and wanted some nice enchanted latex for her prize if she could evade me. She didn't, so I turned her into my kitten, a pet forever. Of course, my kitten likes to cum! Or should I say, 'liked'. I decided that this particular pet was better off needy, so I put her in heat.

"She's strictly on a denial regimen, you know. She hasn't cum in...gosh, it must be at least eighty years by now. But you still haven't given up hope, have you?" The pet gave a muffled squeal, humping into Anethia's fingers as they thrust into her taut spade; the succubus had put three inside her now, her knuckles lewdly stretching the triangular lips. "She still wants to cum, so so badly. She likes being a pet though, just not the incessant need...like how she is now."

The succubus suddenly pulled her sopping fingers free of the canine's cunt, zipping up the crotch of her suit so that her sex was hidden from view, her spade a slight bulge beneath the latex. The canine gave a muffled squeal, squirming and trying to reach her covered spade with her mittened paws. "Tsk, tsk," Anethia tutted. "You need some time to calm down."

That drew another squeal from the kitten but she couldn't stop the succubus as she was lifted into the air, Anethia taking her to the rubber sack that dangled from the ceiling. There was a slit in the side, the demon stuffing the squirming canine into it. As soon as she had passed through, the slit vanished, the rubber having no entrance now, but more than that, it seemed to be deflating.

Nira watched in amazement as the sack grew smaller and smaller, the kitten's outline getting clearer. The latex was shrinking but the air inside was also vanishing, as though sucked out. It took only a few more moments for the process to complete, Nira looking up in amazement. The other canine was visible as an outline, the latex so tight against her that the shape of her limbs and body were clear, though she'd been forced to curl up. She seemed unable to move too, only giving a slight quiver in the sack as an even more muffled moan sounded from inside.

"She can still breath from the magic," Anethia purred, rubbing the kitten's flank though the latex, making her quiver again. "I put her in here to sleep, or calm down, or if I just don't want her to be running around. She can't move a muscle...but she can still feel that burning ache beneath her tail, wanting to cum but not even able to try." Anethia gave a sly look to Nira.

"Well I caught you, my little vixen," she said, stalking towards Nira. The snow vixen backed up until her tail touched the wall. "But..." she paused, gazing searchingly at the vulpine. "I think you know just where you want to be put."

The succubus sat back down on the floor, her lap open and inviting. "I think," Anethia continued, "that you want to be put right here, to be a pet with her." She pointed up at the quivering rubber sack. "To be forced into heat, played with, teased, but never able to cum, forever? To be my kitten, covered in rubber, tight against your fur?"

Nira gave a small shudder, her tail wagging a little. Her own spade was aching and warm, begging to be touched. Maybe it was the effect that this place was having on her, the arousal clouding her mind, but the succubus's offer seemed so tempting, appealing to every feeling that was running through the feral's body. Before she could even think about it, she was nodding her head.

"Then come here, kitten," Anethia giggled, patting her lap. For a brief moment, Nira resisted, a part of her thinking that it was a bad idea, but then her sex squeezed hard on nothing and she was walking forwards, timidly climbing into the demon's lap. Perhaps it was another effect of the magic, but she seemed far less threatening as she looked down with a kindly smile, stroking her hand down Nira's back in long strokes.

There was something about Anethia's eyes; Nira couldn't seem to stop herself looking into them. The hand stroking her back seemed cool but it was getting harder to feel. Her curiosity was oddly dampened, lost in the succubus's gaze, but she summoned the will to twist back and see what was happening. As soon as she did, the vixen gasped. Latex was appearing from the succubus's hand, pastel purple and shiny. It seemed to be appearing out of nowhere, coating her fur in a tight seal. Already, most of her back was covered.

"Just let it happen," cooed Anethia. Nira shivered, muzzle hanging slightly open, but didn't move as she was covered. Soon all of her back was done, then the succubus was stroking her legs as well, the snow vixen's paws covered in a seamless little mitten that was one part with the sleeve, totally irremovable.

Next, she was turned over, paws up close to her body as she lay in Anethia's lap, belly exposed. She began to stroke down that next, Nira shivering as, from her neck down, her chest and stomach were covered too. Slowly, the succubus's hand got closer to her sex, the purple rubber covering everything else but her head. She held her breath as the hand got closer and closer...then nothing. The rubber just covered her pussy in a tight layer, pressing down in a maddeningly firm manner but not actually giving any stimulation but that vague pressure.

Her tail was next, coated from base to tip so that not a single hair of fur was visible below her neck. Whining softly, she reached down to paw at her lower belly, the rubber squeaking as it rubbed against itself. "Uh uh," Anethia said, grabbing her paw and taking it away from her sex. "Open your muzzle."

A little more hesitantly, Nira obeyed as Anethia began to stroke up and over her head, making a hood that fit seamlessly and irremovably with the suit. At the same time, Anethia pushed two fingers into her muzzle, running along her tongue and filling it with the same magical latex. "Mmmph!" she moaned, blushing as rubber filled her mouth. The vixen could somehow still breath through it but talking was immediately out of the question. The succubus removed her fingers slowly, filling the hole she'd left, before wrapping her hand around Nira's snout in a caress, keeping it closed with a layer of tight rubber.

The rest of the snow vixen's head followed, leaving her eyes the only part of her exposed. Not even her nose was out, though she could still breathe through the latex. For the last step, she moulded the latex into two kitten ears, made from latex on the top of head and containing Nira's own ears. "Good, now you look right," the succubus smiled. "Now we just need you acting right..." She slid her hand teasingly down the vixen's belly.

"There isn't a knife in the world that can get this off, you know. No claws, or teeth, or anything can break it. You'll be in this suit forever, never needing to eat or drink, or even needing air, not with these enchantments. All you'll have to focus on is this..."

Her fingers pressed firmly into the vixen's lower belly and it was like fire fell through the rubber, her fur, and her skin, burning deep inside her. Nira gasped, recognising the feeling of heat. The warmth, that burning heat, filled her tunnel, turning to slick liquid that coated her spade. That terrible ache, the urge to be touched, grew rapidly, becoming all she could think of. Nira moaned muffledly and squirmed, begging wordlessly; she'd never felt heat like this before!

Anethia ran her finger down over Nira's sex and where she touched, a zipper formed, the only opening in the entire suit, running right up to her tailhole. Slowly, very slowly, the demon unzipped the new opening, baring Nira's spade to the open air. It was red and swollen, glistening and shining with her juices and the fur around it was matted already. "You're already looking very needy, just how I like my kittens," Anethia laughed, running her fingertip along one of Nira's triangular lips.

The vixen moaned at once, humping up into the touch. "Awww, want to cum?" the succubus teased. Nira blushed but hesitated. Her sex was begging to be touched but at the same time, a big part of her was loving this, loving the ache and the need that came with heat. She thought back to the other kitten, locked in her tight rubber sack, kept needy and pent up, and Nira shivered, shaking her head in a few jerky movements.

"Good girl," Anethia purred, and she thrust two fingers into Nira's sex, right down to the knuckles. The vixen moaned at once, milking the fingers firmly as Anethia continued, "Such a denial slut. I wonder if you'll feel the same tomorrow, or in a week? How about a year, or a decade? In sixty years, will you be like my other kitten, wanting to take it all back?

"You'll never be cumming again, pet; the enchantment on your pretty suit will prevent that. You won't age or die here but even if you wait for a thousand years, you've had your last orgasm." Nira moaned, humping madly for a few moments as those fingers thrust so wonderfully into her, each movement ending with a little rub to her needy clit. The words were only making her hornier, shivering in lust.

"Hm, I don't think you're quite horny enough, not yet," Anethia continued critically. She pulled her fingers out of Nira, examining the slick wetness clinging to them, and then held her open hand in the air. A toy from the nearby shelves flew into her grasp. It was made of silicon, black, and clearly shaped from a fox, with a large knot at the base. It was a little big for Nira but the succubus didn't seem to mind, pushing the tip into the snow vixen, followed by the rest of the shaft.

Nira moaned and squeezed it tightly, wanting the toy to thrust so much, but Anethia didn't oblige. Instead, the knot was ground into her spade, spreading her slowly until, with a popping sound, it entered her. The wide bulge locked the toy inside Nira, making her squirm and moan. It felt amazing; being knotted and in heat at the same time, but unable to cum, felt like it was going to make her crazy.

Then the succubus flicked a switch on the bottom of the toy. A chorus of muted hums erupted from the vixen's pussy and she bucked and twisted, moaning. It felt wonderful, but only a tease, never enough to actually let her cum. She squealed, only vaguely aware of Anethia zipping her up again, ensuring the toy wouldn't be coming out of her; in fact, the tightness of the latex forced the toy just a little bit deeper inside her.

"I think I'll leave you to stew for a month or two, then you'll be really fun," Anethia said, lifting Nira up easily. The squirming vixen tried to hump into the vibrating toy, thrashing around, but she saw where she was going: the spare rubber sack hanging from the ceiling. Nira gave a muffled squeal as she was pushed into the sack, the entrance sealing itself up almost immediately.

Now blind, she panted and moaned, squeezing on the toy and trying to rub herself through the rubber but then the sack began to shrink. It got harder and harder for the vixen to move, getting squeezed from all sides. Her struggles lessened and got weaker until, finally, Nira could only quiver and moan as her sex buzzed.

Through what was now two layers of latex, she felt a hand rub her side. "Stay here and get needy, kitten," came Anethia's muffled voice. "I have a wolf to go find..."

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Kiba searched for Nira for about half an hour before giving up. The small vixen had just vanished, and he had no idea where she'd gone. The rooms and halls that he checked were all empty and devoid of people. The succubus, and Nira, were nowhere to be found. The wolf growled, slamming a fist against a door. "Dammit!" he snarled, slamming it shut again on an empty stone room.

Leaning against the wall, he sighed. He'd already wasted a lot of time looking for his friend...maybe it was time to focus on getting out instead. The wolf was intensely aware that this was a race against time, a race with him and Nira on one side and the succubus on the other. If he couldn't find the vixen, maybe it was better to focus on getting out.

Chewing a lip for a moment, Kiba gave a sigh. "Sorry, Nira," he muttered, looking around with fresh eyes. Now that he wasn't looking for Nira, he began to head away from the area that they'd been separated, moving further into Anethia's home. The halls and everything didn't seem to change in appearance but slowly, other things began to appear.

As if it knew that he was no longer looking for anyone in particular, the succubus's home began to present Kiba with more interesting things, tables other bits of furniture beginning to populate the rooms and halls. Every so often, a whiff of something would push past his nose, the wolf pausing each time. Sometimes it smelled like a person had passed through some time ago, or else something with a strong, artificial scent. Snatches of perfumes were stronger ever now and then, as though it'd been sprayed into a room minutes before he got there, but everything was still deserted.

When a rather musky, animalistic scent filtered down the hall, Kiba expected it to fade like all of the rest, but it didn't. It stayed, weak but definitively there. For a minute, he stood still, wondering if this was a good or bad thing, but there were no other signs or unique things around. This was the only thing that broke the monotony so, cautiously, Kiba decided to follow it.

There was an odd tingle to the scent that made Kiba's nose itch, but it was strangely attractive too, earthy and animalistic in a way that reminded the wolf of feral canines. It wasn't exactly the same as that though, indescribably foreign at the same time. As he followed it, the walls seemed to become a rougher stone, more like a carved passage than something someone had built. The perfectly cut and fitted stone, it was like living rock, through which a path had been constructed.

All of a sudden, it opened into a huge cavern, lit with magical torches on the walls and posts that let out a warm light without any smoke, never consuming the torch or going out. Through the flickering light, Kiba could see a few figures but they were all on the ground, crouched or on all fours he couldn't really tell. There were pits dotted through the cavern, low fences marking the boundary of each one with a ramp leading down. This was definitely the source of the scent that had so enticed Kiba.

One of the figures on the floor began to come towards him, Kiba looking down in shock as he finally made out what, or rather who, the shapes on the ground were. They were people, bound in an odd way. One made their way towards him, stopping just in front of the wolf and looking up at him with a curious expression.

It was a cow, an anthro cow, but she'd been bound up in some kind of suit. It forced her limbs to fold in half, her hands trapped in fists. Latex covered the majority of her body, keeping her walking on her knees and elbows, which seemed to have some sort of extra padding. The rubber was patterned like a dalmatian and the dog-theme continued to her head.

Some sort of hood covered most of it, changing the bovine shape to one that was more canine. A ring-gag had been worked into it, keeping her mouth open. The rest of the suit covered everything that he could see except her tits, which hung down beneath her, fat and heavy with pierced nipples. But, as the cow turned, Kiba blushed. What also wasn't covered by the latex was her tailhole and pussy, the latter of which was swollen with heat. With all of the other scents going around, he hadn't noticed that one in particular, but it was evident just by looking at her.

"Arf! Arf!" she said, making the wolf jump. The imitation barks weren't too good and when he just looked confused, the cow did them again. When she still received no reaction, she began to walk towards the nearest pit. Kiba wasn't sure exactly how she was managing to move so easily, bound like that, but she was doing a decent pace, descending down the ramp with a needy whine.

Curious now, Kiba followed her to the edge of the depression, going to the low fence and looking down. What he saw made him shout out in shock, stumbling back. It was a monster! In the vague shape of a dog, it seemed to be made of darkness and shadow, most of its body seeming that way. The only 'real' parts to it were its claws, teeth, burning red eyes...and a red cock that was dripping precum steadily beneath it.

The cow didn't seem at all concerned with the monstrous canine, only making her "Arf arf!" sounds at it, and then turning. The monster gave a growl and then leapt forwards. A shadowy paw pressed her front down so that the cow's muzzle was pressed against the ground, and that cock beneath the dog was moving in to press against the cow's pussy. There was a long, drawn-out moan as the cock pushed into her, a knot already beginning to form there. When the creature began to thrust at a rapid, pounding pace, the moaning got louder and she squirmed uselessly, still pinned down.

Kiba backed away at that point, not wanting to see anymore. Standing still to decide for a moment, he began to head back out the way he came in, but that was a mistake. Out of the flickering shadows came two more of those monstrous dogs, claws clacking on the stone floor as their cocks dripped beneath them. Seeing that they hadn't been aggressive to the cow, Kiba moved to circle around them, but stopped when one gave a terrible, growling bark at him.

The beasts continued to stalk forwards, moving with purpose. All of a sudden, rock was pressing against his back. They'd backed him into a corner! Kiba stood very still as the creatures came a little closer, stopping when they were a small leap from the wolf. They were still growling but didn't attack, merely keeping Kiba in place. Whenever he moved to take a step, there was that growing bark and one of the shadow dogs would snap its very real jaws at him. "Fuck," Kiba muttered, trying to figure out what to do.

He looked around and saw a rack that had been mounted on the wall not too far from him. There were things hanging from it. Perhaps they could help him? The wolf began to inch closer to the rack, and the dogs let him do it, perhaps because it was away from the door? Still, maybe there was something here that would be of use.

As soon as he reached the racks though, Kiba's heart fell. The only thing there was a mass of leather and latex: another one of those strange suits that the cow had been wearing. What use would that be? "Can I throw it at them?" he murmured to himself, touching the suit.

That was the wrong thing to do. An electric shock seemed to jump from him to the suit, like static electricity on a windy day. Kiba stumbled back, forgetting about the shadow-dogs for a moment as, magically, the suit began to fly off of the rack, heading straight for the wolf. He gave a yelp, which was a worse idea as it let a ring gag pop into his mouth, the rest of a tight latex hood following, contouring around his head but leaving his ears and eyes free, since he already looked canine.

The rest of the suit flew at him. It seemed to dissolve Kiba's clothes wherever it touched, leaving him naked under the rubber as it coated his limbs, forcing them to curl up. His arms were first, forced to fold up tightly, his hand stuck in a useless fist near his shoulder. Then his legs were given the same treatment and he fell with a yelp onto his elbows, discovering relief that there was heavy padding there to dampen the impact. The same padding was on his knees, and he fell forwards onto all fours like the cow had been, only able to move awkwardly around.

That wasn't the last thing though. Something shiny and metallic, flew beneath him and wrapped around his sheath and balls, parts of himself that Kiba hadn't even realised were exposed! The suit had left his tailhole, sheath, and balls all exposed, just like the cow's suit, but now he had an added chastity cage. He let out a groan, struggling mightily, but the latex barely even stretched and he had no useful claws or teeth to try and make a tear in it.

More than that though, there was a little worm of a thought in his mind. It took him a few seconds to notice it, the tingle of magic accompanying it, a tingle that pervaded the entirety of the suit in fact. Kiba forgot about the shadow-dogs for a moment, just trying to figure out what he was feeling, what the suit was making him feel. Then he realised what it was, a blush creeping across his face, under the mask and his fur.

It was the urge to be rutted, to be used, to be fucked. His sheath swelled a little at the mere thought, cock trying to emerge, but it ran into the metal of the cage almost immediately, frustrating the wolf. For some reason, that made the urges even stronger and he squirmed in the suit, only then remembering his peril. But now the shadow-dogs seemed far less aggressive. One was wandering off entirely, and the second wasn't growling anymore, but looking at Kiba with interest. And perhaps...something more than interest. Kiba's eyes were drawn to the dripping red shaft beneath the creature and the suit made him feel a surge of longing.

"Nnnggghh!" Kiba went, the sound mangled by the ring gag as he closed his eyes, trying to push the thoughts and feelings from his mind, but it was suddenly a lot harder as a paw came down on his back. Kiba's eyes flew open with a yelp as his front was forced down to the ground. While his eyes had been closed, the dog had come and done exactly what its fellow had down to the cow before mounting her.

Mounting... For a brief moment, a surge of eagerness flooded Kiba, right before he felt something press against his tailhole. The wolf squirmed with a whine, half-heartedly trying to get away but even that was driven from his head as the demonic dog pressed forwards. The liberal amount of pre it was continuing to produce acted as a very efficient lube, letting him slide slowing into Kiba's ass without trouble.

It was all the wolf could do to gasp and squirm, closing his eyes tightly again. His sensitivity was ramped up to an eleven, or so it felt. The sensation of having his tailhole spread made his trapped cock throb and ache in its chastity, trying to free itself from his sheath but unable to do so even a little. More and more of the dog's cock slid into him until the knot itself was pressed against his ass, but the hellhound didn't try to force that in just yet.

Instead, it began to thrust slowly, letting Kiba feel each and every one of them, taking its tip right back so the wolf could feel the entirety of the length sinking back into him. The shadow-dog seemed to his prostate with each and every movement, making his caged cock ache and pulse all the more, pre beginning to drip from his own tip.

Kiba's ass was well lubed up by now from all of the hellhound pre and it began to get faster, ramming home into him with more force each time. Soon Kiba began to moan along with the thrusts, feeling the pleasure more intensely than he ever had in his life. The knot was pressing a little more firmly into his tailhole with each thrust until, finally, it popped in. Kiba let loose a loud gasp, body tensing as his pleasure peaked...but he didn't cum.

The hellhound did though. Scalding hot cum flooded Kiba's rump, not harming him but he could definitely feel the heat. At the same time, his own length throbbed and pulsed in its chastity. He felt on the verge of cumming, hoping for it, about to feel his first anal orgasm...but then it drifted away. Kiba let out a long, plaintive whine, struggling more fervently so that the hellhound pressed him down more firmly, letting loose a quiet growl.

Kiba fell still with a whimper, but it was hard to stay still completely; each movement he or the hellhound made seemed to stimulate the poor wolf's prostate, keeping him needy and pent up. His locked shaft was aching intensely, dripping into a small puddle beneath his raised hips, and it only got worse as the hellhound began to pull out. Kiba groaned and panted as the knot pulled at him before suddenly popping free. Hot cum ran down and over Kiba's balls, and he panted hard.

Get out of here, he told himself, and then figure out how to get out of this bondage suit thing. But a large part of him, the part that the suit was encouraging the most, was telling him to find another hellhound and that, maybe, this time he could cum from it.

It turned out that he didn't need to find any of the demon dogs; they found him. Kiba was mounted twice more on his way to the entrance to the cavern, each time leaving him aching in his cage and edged, unable to actually climax. Each time he was left a scattered, whimpering mess with cum running from his used rump, until he was at the entrance...realising that he was at the feet of Anethia.

"Oh, you made it to the kennels!" she said with obvious delight, picking Kiba up in her arms with supernatural strength. "Not many make it this far. Do you like all my bitches? They keep my hellhounds company; I have quite a collection of both, as I'm sure you can see." She set Kiba down a little ways from the entrance. "You know you can't leave here once you've put on a bitchsuit? Well you can't. The hellhounds see you as their property and they'd just drag you back. Oh look, here comes one now!"

Kiba tried to speak through the gag but all that came out were imitation barks. "Arf! Arf arf!" The hellhound mounted him, the fourth to actually do so and he began to moan, barely listening as Anethia continued to speak.

"There's different levels of hellhound bitch," she cooed, petting the dog as it rutted Kiba. "The first, like you, only get anal and they don't get to cum. The second tier, if you're a good boy, gets to cum whenever they please, but the cage stays on. The third tier, the cage comes off! You can go fuck other bitches if they let you, but I bet it'd feel a lot better to simply be able to get hard..."

She reached down and under Kiba, giving his caged sheath a squeeze and he moaned at once. "I think being a hellhound's bitch is a good place for you," Anethia whispered into Kiba's ear. "I've already found and placed your friend; she makes a nice kitten. But I think you're more suited here. If you agree, I'll let you cum, right now, just this once. Then you can earn your way up the levels. Who knows? Perhaps in a few years, you'll come to crave the denial and refuse to take off the cage!

"But you have to decide, and it's binding. Do you want to be a hellhound bitch?"

Kiba was finding it hard to focus on anything, the rapid thrusting in his ass making his pre run all over Anethia's hands as he prepared to be knotted again. He just had it in him to nod, a wide grin flashing across Anethia's face as she saw. "Excellent," she purred, just as the hellhound knotted the newly-permanent bitch.

Kiba gave a loud howl, shaft throbbing even as it was locked in the cage, spurts of seed staining the ground beneath him as pleasure blanked his mind. After being edged and teased and fucked with so much, the orgasm was overpowering in its intensity, leaving him gasping and lightheaded once it was done. Little aftershocks ran through him as his prostate was touched, but he felt utterly sated.

"Welcome to your new life, bitch!"