Call of the Incubus 3: Meeting the Enemy
Call of the Incubus: Meeting the Enemy
By Rowyin Darkwulf
"It's time,"" Dirihannon thought as the sun sank beneath the horizon. "Time to bring Clair to her new home." He returned to the streets of the city, assuming a feline persona as he headed off to the mouse's apartment building. While he couldn't predict the future, he felt a strange sense of foreboding as he reached the building. Outside, several black vans were parked...vans that looked familiar to him. He erred on the side of caution, extending his senses into the building. He could feel that Clair was still present, but he could sense another group of furs. They were armed, and heading in Clair's direction. That's when it hit him: they were the same group that had previously foiled his last attempt at breeding! He gritted his teeth in anger, not wanting the agency to take away the first of his newer breeders.
The door burst open in the small mouse's apartment, several armed men entering the room, making sure it was secure before their commanding officer entered the room. Being the only female of the unit, she was a strict leader, the badgeress carrying with her an odd looking pistol. They knew a creature like Dirihannon was most likely immune to bullets, so the pistol she carried would be enough to take down a supernatural being like he was. The squad fanned out into the apartment, looking for the missing researcher, until a pair found her asleep on her bed in her room, drastically changed since the last day she was spotted at work. Her belly was distended to almost her full height, her body lying limply beside it. Her breasts had grown past the point where they could have been covered, almost as big as pregnant bellies themselves. The mouse, aside from being so massively distended, was sleeping soundlessly, unaware of the 'visitors' she had in her apartment. The two agents called back to their superior, getting the attention of the other members of their squad.
They failed to realize the room suddenly getting darker, the light of their flashlights illuminating less and less of the room before they were snuffed out. Several shots were heard from the two agents before they were silenced, drawing the attentions of the others in the apartment. They rushed to the room, only to find endless darkness and a pool of blood. Knowing they had been found out by their quarry, they tried to react accordingly, but were interrupted as a tendril of wispy darkness reached out, taking one of the soldiers around the neck and hoisting him into the air. He flailed his arms as he was choked, his weapon discharging into the group, hitting some of his comrades. The group opened fire upon the cloud, and as the badger raised her weapon, the plume jerked the soldier's neck, snapping it like a twig before tossing the body at the gathered group of furs, knocking the ones who weren't shot off balance as it flooded out into the room.
The badgeress recovered quickly, firing several energy bolts at the moving darkness, which narrowly avoided them, swooping back and knocking the weapon from her hands. The semimaterial cloud swooped by once again, shrugging off fire from the other soldiers as it knocked the badgeress away from the group, her head smashing against a table as her vision went black. The darkness engulfed the remaining soldiers, shots from their weapons and screams erupting from the apartment just before everything went silent. The darkness faded, the remaining unit's bodies lying strewn across the front room, the red wolf-demon stepping from the darkness as it disappeared. He walked towards the incapacitated badgeress, looking her over with a grin. Her badge stated she was Lt. Riggs, and despite her soldier's build, she had a fairly voluptuous body: large breasts were stuffed into the tight BDU jacket she wore. She had very feminine features as well: her hair, while tied back, was long and jet black; her hips were well proportioned; and he knew if he were to flip her over he'd find her ass plump and well padded. She'd be a perfect addition to his breeders! His only concern was her will; it would be harder to break this one than the others.
Lt. Riggs moaned, her head aching as her eyes opened to find the demon staring back down at her. She reached for her backup pistol, but was stopped as it was snatched from her holster and crushed in the wolf's hand with a chuckle. She growled and attempted to kick him between his legs, which he once more avoided, his chuckles deepening into outright laughs at her feeble attempts to fight him.
"You amuse me, Lieutenant Fiona Riggs," Dirihannon said condescendingly, giving her a toothy grin as she shakily stood up. She lunged at him once more, attempting to punch him, only to completely whiff, the demon appearing next to her. "You are particularly strong, lieutenant, but you best save your strength. You can't hope to fight me as you are," he commented as she took another swing at him, her fist once again hitting nothing but air as he moved behind her.
"Quiet, demon! I'm not here to talk, nor am I here to join you. You will die before I'll let you kidnap another female..." she snapped, a well performed roundhouse kick flying through the air where Dirihannon was. As he appeared next to her she spat in his direction, the saliva landing on his cheek. He frowned, wiping the spit off his cheek with the back of his hand, his other catching another kick aimed at his head easily.
"While I may be a being of supernatural origins, I do have the mortal trait of patience, patience away at which you are quickly whittling. I am known for the pleasures I can give to your kind...but I am also a being of darkness, with powers well beyond your comprehensions. I know what you desire and I know what you fear. If you will not submit, I can make your life a living nightmare..." he said, his voice deepening to a very guttural sounding level, taking on a clearly abnormal tone. He tossed her back, causing her to trip over one of her soldier's bodies and fall on her ass.
She grunted loudly as her body thudded to the ground, but out of the corner of her eye she noticed her experimental weapon lying on the ground. As he approached her she dove at it, rolling and snagging it. She quickly aimed it at him as she came to a stop. "Die, demon!" she yelled as she fired off the energy round at Dirihannon, and with almost a twist of fate, the bolt struck the demon in the chest. He let out an ear-piercing scream, the bolt tearing a hole in his chest. As he quieted he looked down at the hole in his chest, the smell of searing flesh wafting through the room. Fiona smirked at the damage to the demon, but her smirk died away as the wolf began to laugh, fixing her with an evil glare.
"You really thought that little pea shooter could damage someone like me?!" he exclaimed, the hole in his chest closing up and healing flawlessly. She attempted to shoot him again, only to have him dodge the blast, appearing alongside her, his expression of amusement all but gone. He wrenched the gun from her hand, crushing it just as easily as the other gun he had destroyed. Faster than her eyes could follow, he struck her in her stomach with his forearm, knocking her back onto the ground. "I am becoming tired of you, Fiona Riggs. If you insist, I shall show you my dark side," he said, his eyes suddenly becoming vast pools of darkness as he stared at her, a darkness which seemed to fill more and more of her vision, until it completely engulfed her body, everything going black once more....
She could feel that she was conscious, but she couldn't see or hear anything. She tried to move, tried to call out but nothing she did had any reaction. She was practically suffocated by the darkness, and it was beginning to get to her. She continued to try to call out but it was doing nothing more than making her more and more frantic. Her vision suddenly returned, but what she saw made her skin crawl. She was surrounded by bees, the buzzing blending together into a roar. All of them were staring at her, almost immediately taking flight to her. She began to panic, feeling the stings from the bees as they attacked her, her hands trying to brush them off, only to have the bees be replaced by the next wave. She eventually screamed, her fear taking over as she begged for it to stop. Everything went black once again.
The pain from the bees had soon passed, but she was once again in darkness. She began to slowly feel once more, but this time she wasn't alone. She could tell she was nude, her nipples spiking from a sudden cool breeze blowing across her chest. She felt she was slowly moving up and down, and as her vision finally returned to her she realized why. She was in the midst of a sexual encounter, a thick shaft filling her sex to the brim. She couldn't tell who she was with, but as she attempted to move, she found that her body wouldn't respond! Her mind frantically tried to stop her body from moving, tried to dismount the pulsing shaft that penetrated her to her core, but all her efforts were futile. "Perhaps you should try and enjoy your time here, instead of pointlessly trying to resist what you really want..." a voice resonated inside her head...one that sounded suspiciously like Dirihannon's voice. She gasped, but whether it was due to the pleasure she was experiencing, or finally realizing that her phantom lover was, in fact, the same demon she had tried to kill, she didn't know and couldn't think about.
He gave her a small grin, his clawed hands reaching up to her bouncing, pendulous breasts. His fingers pinched and pulled her hard nipples, causing her to groan softly. While her body responded to the feeling of coitus with the incubus, her mind continued to try to fight off the rising pleasure, her body nonetheless grinding down on the thick rod, the wolf-demon's knot pulsing up against her splayed nether lips. Her body slowly sped up her ruts, bouncing at an increased pace. His shaft felt like a battering ram, pounding her inner gates until they finally opened, the head of his shaft pressing into her womb. He humped his hips upward, pressing his knot harder and harder against her wet sex, causing her to grunt and moan as the large bulb of flesh tried to slip through her strained lips. Her body clenched down on the huge shaft she was impaled on, her head flying back as she hit her first (that she knew of) orgasm. The wolf-demon simply smiled, driving his shaft into her throughout her orgasm. Her mind was blasted by the pleasure, causing her to moan out once more.
As she came down from her orgasm she finally realized she was in control of her body...she had been in control the whole time! She mentally reproached herself for denying that this was what she wanted; pleasure to a degree she had never fathomed. She began to rut hard against his hips, bouncing herself hard on his shaft. She grabbed her breasts, knocking the demon's hands away and squeezing her nipples hard, feeling a second, powerful orgasm building in her loins. She feels Dirihannon's hands gripping her thighs, driving her down his shaft as it pulsed inside her, bathing her womb and birth canal in his pre, his shaft twitching as it readied itself to inseminate the badgeress. She plowed herself down upon his shaft, finally forcing herself to take in his knot, the large bulb of flesh bloating larger, stretching her sex beyond what it was meant to hold.
She tossed her head back and screamed out in orgasm once more, her sex tightening around his shaft. The demon grunted loudly, his large balls finally contracting, sending his hot seed deep into her belly. Spurt after spurt of his supernatural cum filled her womb, causing her little organ to slowly stretch around the copious amounts of the wolf demon's spunk. She moaned once more, leaning forward once again, her hands flowing to her belly as it began to push out from the inside, her womb filling with more and more seed. The scene around her finally cleared, revealing the room in which they had just copulated. She couldn't tell where she was, but once she laid eyes on the boulder-like furred bellies of the other females in the room, she knew she was in the demon's lair. Her eyes were drawn back to her own belly.
While it seemed the flow of Dirihannon's seed had tapered off, her belly was still bloating larger and larger, soon surpassing that of a full term femme. She looked back over to the other femmes in the room, taking a long look at the 'small' mouse, who looked pregnant enough to hold two full grown furs. She knew that she would soon be looking much like the other females in the room, a ball of babies, content to breed endlessly for the demon that impregnated them. She felt a chill run down her spine as she came to the realization that she didn't care. She was going to be pregnant, bigger than any female ever before, and she liked that fact. She felt the first movement inside her womb as her belly pushed past the point of carrying three full term kits, obscuring her view of the cause of her new lot in life.
Her eyes were drawn back to her breasts, now noticing the fact that they too were increasing in girth, laying heavily on either side of her belly as they grew, filling with milk to feed the hell-brood germinating in her womb. She could feel them move, pressing against the walls of her womb and causing spikes of pleasure to assault her brain. She arched her back, her nipples slowly pulsing, dribbling her sweet milk down onto her belly as Dirihannon's hand reached up to her expanding belly, his claws tracing across the dangerously tight surface. She slowly fell into an orgasmic haze, her mind fleeting away just like the other females in the room.
Dirihannon leaned her back down onto the bed of cushions, pulling his shaft out of her stretched sex and slowly standing up. Her belly had finally ceased its growth, looking as if it could easily contain a fully gestated litter of five. He grinned and ran his fingers across her popped belly button, welcoming Fiona to his growing harem.
The End