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"HhaaAH! H-Hfhhhooohhh..."

The coarse moan cut through the quiet, midnight air - tinny and pitch-shifted from being played through a phone's crappy speaker. A softer, more reserved breathy huff followed past it, this one much more real and physical, accompanied by the subtle squelch of lube. Luna briefly shuddered as she twisted and shifted her body around atop her bed, perched in a ragged squat with a towel carefully pressed beneath. While one hand cupped her cellphone, the other carefully fed a lengthy toy up inside her. The maned wolf rolled her muscles and sucked in her slight tummy, letting the true length of what she's pushed into her ass show as she desperately wished she had a third hand to stroke it with. Depth training was a not-so-secret love of hers, an entire shelf on her wall of band posters and occult-like trinkets devoted entirely to housing a handful of dildos and toys, not a one shorter than a foot-and-a-half. The rusty red of her fur caught the bright light pouring off of her phone's screen like a trap, giving her an almost-otherworldly glow as she arched her back, feeling her chosen toy pop up past a stubborn ring of muscle and into another exquisitely-deep segment of her guts.

By this point, Luna had nearly forgotten about the porn she'd chosen to help her up to an orgasm, choosing instead to take advantage of the main reason she purchased this very toy. Cleaning an errant smear of sticky lube from her fingers and navigating through her phone, she'd found the app that allowed her to remotely control the vibration settings, donning a euphoric grin as she gave it (and her clitoris) an enthusiastic tap. When it didn't immediately load, she raised a brow, only for a message to pop up a moment later. "A new version is available. Update?" Luna went to tap "no", but after the fourth or twelfth annoyed slap of her thumb against the virtual button, she realized it wouldn't let her. One annoyed sigh and a "yes" tap later, she slumped back against the headboard, shifting a foot to keep the toy lodged inside exactly where it was and dedicating that lube-soaked hand entirely to flicking over her plump pussy lips. Staring at the progress bar like her life - or at the very least, a good night's sleep - depended on it, she let out an audible coo of delight once it read 100 and finished installing. So wrapped-up in her need for that deep, explosive climax, Luna failed to notice when her screen glitched and flashed red for a split second, her mind too bent on slamming the app's icon to care. As soon as she started it up, she could feel the gentle humming of the potent motor embedded in the dildo wake up, and immediately cranked it up to its maximum setting.. which was.. higher? Huh.

Quite literally turning it up to eleven, Luna's eyes went wide as she felt the motor begin to violently thrash around, sending quaking vibrations up through the toy and right into her guts, so much so that she felt it rattle around in her ears whenever she took a deep breath. The fingers tending to her pussy were quickly met with an unannounced splash as a record-pace climax rocketed out of her, Luna's voice caught in her throat as her eyes were doused by sparkling twinkles and her back arched and shuddered. Every part of her shook as her wobbling, lengthy legs began to fail in their efforts of keeping her upright, thighs spreading wide as she dug her fingers deep inside on instinct and muscle memory alone, polished clawtips hooking against her g-spot and nearly stabbing it out of raw, sudden need. Finally, that moan that was building deep in her chest found its footing and flooded out, her voice cracking as she tugged up at her lips and thoroughly doused her sheets (and carpet) with a deluge of warm juices. By all counts save her own - because she simply didn't have the presence of mind to record them - she'd came three times in barely a minute, and she was definitely heading towards four. Electric shock-like tingles rocketed across her skin and through her bones, the last cognizant neurons in her brain desperately fighting to regain control long enough to reach her phone - shakily slamming the "off" button as her brain fought down the urge to scream in utter, baseless delight. After a few failed attempts, Luna finally nailed it and the motor shuddered to a stop, even as the leggy lass kept thrashing through the aftershocks.

Sliding down into her bed from her half-squat perch, every inch of her feeling both lighter than air and heavy as a stone, her innards still clenching and quaking and seeming to vibrate all on their own, Luna felt the wash of sudden exhaustion that such an indulgent session would bring, her eyelids fluttering as her green, bright eyes dilated and flicked across an unfocused landscape she only dimly recognized as her bedroom. With a gentle thud that sent her breasts rocking she flopped down, head limply falling to one side as her breathing settled and her foggy mind began to quiet. Sleep came only a moment later - the kind that could easily be misconstrued as death - and Luna eroded away into quiet, formless dreams. Somewhere, far outside her perception, just before the cusp of unconsciousness, she heard a quiet, breathy moan that tapered off into a laugh.

A dull, weighty pressure seemed to form in the air around her as her eyelids gently fluttered open. Looking up at goth-chic poster plastered over her bed, she could dimly tell that something wasn't quite right. A subtle reddish glow permeated the air like a fog, and as she weakly blinked her eyes around the room, she realized two important things. The first, was that she found she couldn't move; her arms felt like petrified stone, and she wasn't sure she could even feel her legs. The second.. was that eyes were upon her. In her mind, the second demanded her attention. Her own eyes widening as she flicked around the room, barely able to wiggle her own head enough to see the sides of her bed, she quickly found the source of that pressing sensation, and a heavy breath rose in her throat, struggling against what felt like a boulder on her chest. Deep in the shadows and outlined solely in that same red glow that impregnated the very air, was a tall, utterly feminine figure. The swell of thick thighs and broad hips led up to a pillowy mountain of titflesh that almost concealed a soft, rounded stomach whose tufts of fluff seemed to glisten in the misty light. Luna couldn't make out a face beyond two piercing red orbs that bored into her like a student studying a text, and two arched horns that seemed to be just in front of wherever that light was coming from.

The scene and the figure that dominated it just.. didn't make sense to the barely-there canine, her perception fogged as a vague sense of air against her fur slowly came into focus. She realized then that she was naked - or rather, still naked - and her legs were spread in such a way as to seem.. inviting. The sound of a tongue clicking wafted towards her as the figure in the distance shifted and began to slowly move towards her, each step revealing more of the figure's body. Dark shadows gave way to a slow impression of blood-red fur, thick tufts caressing the curves of her form. The outlines of her breasts melted into a crystal-clear perception as wobbling mounds of fat, fluffy tit squished and slapped against the top of her stomach. And betwixt those thighs - the source of a weighty slap each time she took a step - a heavy sack that drooped down low, each nut swollen out and full as a flaccid, drooping dick collided against them. Questions gave way to racing thoughts in Luna's head, every "w" represented and re-checked as every possible meaning and explanation she could work through failed to adequately grasp the situation - save one. Her lips moved but no sound emerged, but the figure seemed to hear it all the same.

"Demon? ..I suppose. I've many names, but for your purposes.. Demon works just fine."

..A demon. An.. An actual demon. Luna's eyes went wide - sensation coursing briefly through her deadened body as uncertain fear gave way to.. excitement. Luna had studied the occult for years - trawling through forums and gossiping with her little circle of "witches" for as long as she could remember. Dozens of times she'd tried summoning a demon, whether it be for correcting a wrongdoing, granting her power, or.. satiating her lust in her numerous dry spells. It'd never worked, but she never stopped trying! And now, there she was - a demonic goddess standing there before her, with a bombshell body compared to her skinny, lanky frame and a voice that tickled her brain when she spoke. If she could talk, she'd beg - but she couldn't, so she tried anyway, hoping that the demonic creature could read her mind. She focused as hard as she could on her, trying to ignore the fact that the hell-spawned entity was busy hefting up that flaccid dickmeat and plapping it down onto her nuts, the lengthy foreskin clinging to the tip glistening with a pearl of infernal fluid.

"Please.. I'm yours. ..Use me, my Goddess."

The demonic renamon let out a lewd, teasing laugh, the sound dancing across her ears like a ballet stage.

"Goddess. Mh. Been a long time since someone called me that_! But.. who am I to deny an eager, loyal supplicant, ah, Luna?"_

The fact that she knew her name barely phased her. She could clearly.. read minds, or was magic, or something, so why bother thinking about it! She dropped her eyes down towards that cock, the clapping of it against her balls almost hypnotic as she found herself following its every, weighty, slap. The demon took a few more steps towards her, laying her hands against the bed and looming down over her, giving Luna an impression of just how.. big she was. She hadn't noticed it before, but with how tall this demonic deity is, those horns just.. She stopped. Trying to make sense of a demon would only drive her mad - she'd read that on one of her forums - and tried to blank her mind out completely save the moment. Save, her. Those large, claws hands latched onto her ankles - the size disparity making it look like she held a fistful of uncooked spaghetti - and yanked, Luna feeling nothing of the pull that pointedly pressed her crotch against that flaccid dickshaft, her legs held up in the air despite the demon having released them; just.. floating. The demon descended down over her, their muzzles meeting before she opened hers wide and devoured the maned wolf's snout in her mouth. Warm saliva sluiced through her fur and up her nose as the creature exhaled, smoke pouring from her lungs and right into Luna's as her eyelids fluttered and her pussy dribbled onto the renamon's cockmeat. That sickly-sweet fog almost made her choke, her lungs burning from it as she felt her veins grow warm, sensation beginning to return to some of her body, and newly forming elsewhere. Luna could suddenly.. feel her throat - she was aware of it, rather than simply the musculature that let her swallow and told her if something was wrong.

That new wash of sensation was quickly put to the test once Luna felt her lips and teeth being parted by an incessant and impossibly-long tongue that slipped against her own and beat it into whimpering submission, the writhing, hot muscle sliding down her throat with a feeling akin to having her ass fisted - with all the same stretching, euphoric bliss that came with it. As it delved down her throat, leaving a wake of saliva that stuck to her gullet like jizz, it knocked up against the tight band of muscle leading to her stomach and pressed, her eyes rolling back as newly-found pleasure surged up her spine. When it finally popped through, she felt an orgasm rock around her brain like a pinball, lighting up every nerve it touched, her throat spasming and clenching against her tongue like she might work her cunt over a toy buried to the knot inside her. Everything about this felt so alien and wrong and yet so familiar and right at the same time - as if she'd always been able to feel this and had just never tried or knew how. Each breath she took came straight through the renamon's mouth, keeping her conscious and alive but just enough to remind her that, yes, "you did give your life to me." Luna felt a sudden rush of air back through her throat as the demon breathed in deep, tongue gliding against the walls of her stomach and holding that trembling sphincter open for a fresh rush of sweet smoke to bellow out and into her guts. She felt it pass her lungs by and dive straight into her stomach, her belly slowly beginning to plump up as the misty fog rolled into her intestines and slid into parts of her body she'd never been conscious of before - awakening the same new sort of sensation she felt further up. Every inch of new warmth flooding into her brain brought with it that same pleasure, that same understanding - all the way down towards her colon. When the flood of smoke finally reached her back door, it inelegantly forced its way out, the gentle brrrrrrfp carrying out into the air along with a cloud of ash-grey vapor.

Eyes wide with mingling embarrassment and bliss, Luna clenched her asshole tight to try and fight the escaping smoke only to rock and shift her muscles together, the pinpricks of new, clear sensations in her colon and intestines making her groan audibly, the sound muffled and captured by the renamon as murmuring laughter pealed past her muzzled seal. She slowly drew her tongue back and licked every inch of new nerves she'd made, making Luna thrash and rock her unresponsive muscles against her bones in newly-minted bliss. Slurping herself free and lapping up every sticky strand of mucous and spit she'd collected, the demon leaned back, gently grinding her limp dick against Luna's taint, the puffed-out ring of her ass dancing with electric sparks as her pussy leaked like a broken pipe, the wolf's juices sizzling and popping against the renamon's flesh.