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Candles, incense, a few drinks, and a spirit board. Those were all the ingredients of a good time, as far as Dreccan was concerned. Sure, it might have all been for fun, but the doe had so much fun setting the spooky mood on that late, rainy night. Nolan remained skeptical, but drunk enough to play along. Besides, it was as good an excuse as any to spend time with his crush. Whatever made her smile was good enough for him.

"Is there anyone there?" the deer asked again, her eyes closed tight as she laid her hands over on the board along with Nolan.

The husky peeked just to see if anything was happening, even if he doubted it. Maybe he was more just checking to make sure Dreccan wasn't pulling any tricks. She was a gentle deer, but a mischievous one at times. She had ways of surprising him. After a while, he found himself growing impatient, and parted his lips to speak, but Dreccan cut him off with another question before he could.

"If there is someone there, give us a sign," she asked again.

He went silent and just waited. As boring as it might have been, he didn't want to spoil it with some dumb joke. The two of them concentrated while the smelly candles flickered, all until there came a sudden, startling THUD from nearby that left them both jumping out of their respective skins.

"Oh shit!" Nolan exclaimed before he could stop himself.

Dreccan didn't make fun of him at least. She just glanced back at the nearby kitchen and gave a chuckle.

"Oh. Just a pot shifting in the rack. Probably not a haunting."

That evoked fond memories of dinner together, though he had to admit he was already feeling a little hungry again. There was only so long a dog like him could go on a deer's diet, though he appreciated the meal nonetheless. In the distraction, he hardly even noticed that the planchette was moving all on its own until the deer gave a surprised bleat.

"Wait! It's doing something!" she yelped, as if that wasn't already obvious.

"Come on, you're doing that ..." Nolan said, trying to hide the nervousness in his voice.

"Shhh! It's spelling something!"

He stared at the board while the little plank rolled over the letters one by one without so much as a nudge from him. They kept going faster, too. Dreccan spelled the message out loud as it appeared.

" I S E E Y O U" she announced, before excitedly wiggling. "Oh! Wow! Is this ... is this a ghost?'

The planchette moved again, stopping on the section marked no.

"So then you must be ..." Dreccan began, but didn't finish.

Nolan had no idea what kind of conclusion she'd just come to. All he knew was that his skin was crawling. He had to keep himself from tucking his tail between his legs. It was all the more confusing when he saw the deer take her hands right off the board, prompting him to do the same. A smirk of mischief curled the corner of her mouth. He knew that look.

"What do you want? Are you ... hungry? We have leftovers," she joked.

That made Nolan nervously chuckle right up to the moment another message appeared, this time without either of them so much as touching that little piece of wood atop the board.

Y E S

That didn't seem to bother Dreccan any. She didn't even seem startled. If anything, she was ecstatic. She leaned in close and whispered an impulsive invite.

"Well ... come on over . I'm sure you'll find something you like."

Nolan blinked. He didn't know much about talking to spirits or demons or whatever it was on the other side of that board, but he was pretty sure you weren't supposed to make those kinds of jokes. Invites were serious things, and not just for vampires. If there really was someone there and it wasn't just Dreccan's idea of an elaborate prank - which wouldn't have been entirely unlike her - then there was a good chance that at any moment something was going to enter the room. He wasn't sure if it was going to make some sort of elaborate entrance, or if it would just be there, manifesting without warning, perhaps even standing ...

... right behind him.

He felt the heat of her presence first. Whoever was there put out so much warmth that they seemed to outright steam, or maybe even smoke. Their breath puffed hotly down on him from above, projecting its heated scent along with the rest of her. His nose told him she was some sort of canine, though the familiarity didn't come as any sort of comfort. He didn't want to turn around and see for himself. Maybe if he didn't look, she'd prove nothing more than a figment of his drunken, overactive imagination.

That logic proved very much false when she grabbed him. She didn't so much as hesitate, snatching him by the shoulders to haul him up into the air. He whirled around, flailing his surprise, but too alarmed to put up a proper fight. Besides, he didn't fully know her intentions. Though one look was perhaps enough to understand her nature. There wasn't anything that massive three-headed canine could have possibly been other than a real, live demon.

"Jasmine ..." came Dreccan's whisper from nearby.

Whether it was recognition or familiarity, Nolan really didn't know. He was too busy staring up at the triplet of visages regarding him with a deep, intense gaze. There was hunger in those many eyes upon him, enough to make bright pink tongues sloppily lap along dark lips, a cascade of drool dribbling down three chins, or reflecting off of those many grinning fangs. The middle head seemed to be the most ravenous. The demoness drooled before the frightened husky, not even bothering to offer a greeting before she began her meal.

The only thing that gave her pause was deciding which mouth to use. She sampled him with each one of them, and not in turn. They all lunged at him at once, covering him in hot, messy slurps and smooches, even gentle nibbles of those many fangs when she got her lips around his face and neck. There was something like a silent competition between them all, each pushing in closer to be the one who got the most of him. He got slathered from all sides, utterly doused in thick, clinging saliva that soaked him right down to the skin. It was enough to keep him sputtering whenever he tried to speak. He didn't manage a single word while he got smoothly basted by three tongues at once.

Nolan was so very stunned and disoriented alike that he didn't get so much as a cry out when that great glistening maw spread out before him and Jasmine stuffed him right into her middle mouth all at once, having made up her mind at last. Only when he found his muzzle pushing towards the back of her throat, his face engulfed in her saliva, his fur drenched, his mind all but blank, that he remembered to struggle. She certainly wasn't just tasting and teasing him. A firm shove to his wriggling butt had him getting jammed face first into her throat, squeezed and kneaded by that gripping gullet once she started to gulp him down whole and clothed.

Of course, a cerberus like her had no trouble speaking with one of her mouths full. There were two other heads with which to address the frozen deer. It wasn't terror that kept her from moving. She was wet. Not just aroused, but utterly drenched in her own lust. That much must have been obvious. Jasmine looked her up and down, then finally just reached for her, finding no resistance. It was easy to bring the doe up close so she could turn two of the faces that weren't presently occupied towards her.

"Hi honey. So nice of you to offer a meal with my visit. I hope you don't mind if I help myself."

"Not at all ..." came the deer's breathy whimper, trembling with arousal as she basked in the demon's body heat.

"I can feel the excitement wafting off of you. And you smell horny too," Jasmine told her. "I love the way you blush while I eat your friend in front of you."

"Mmhmmmm ..." was Dreccan's moaned response.

"Here," Jasmine began with another deep gulp. "Come closer. I want you to feel him."

She was very gentle in the way she handled Dreccan, despite forcing that squirming canine down her throat. A hand on the back of the deer's head helped guide her to the shape of that bulge pressing out in her stuffed gullet. Once she was inches away, Dreccan did the rest She reached out and ran her fingers down the silhouette of Nolan's frightened face, quivering with delight just to feel him there - and to know she couldn't do anything to save him. Jasmine clutched her carefully, cradling her where she balanced the doe on one forearm. The other hand was free to slowly caress her claws down Dreccan's back while the deer admired the heft of her friend getting eaten alive.

Nolan hadn't given up yet. He could surely feel those touches from the outside. When struggling didn't prove productive, he instead resorted to calling out to Dreccan for help, as if she hadn't yet realized how much danger he was in. Of course, being enveloped in a squishy, slippery tunnel that was slowly dragging him down towards his gurgling demise meant every word came out muffled, echoing around the flesh that surrounded him.

"Mmmmf! Lemmmeout! Helllmmmf!"

Feeling the vibrations of those cries, Jasmine tipped a head towards Dreccan. "Mm. What's he saying, dear?"

"Oh, just something silly." The deer gave a shrug. "Nothing you need to worry about."

"Good. Now, watch closely. You want to see him slide all the way down, don't you? It'd be a shame to stop halfway with such a tasty doggy."

"Yessss ..." Dreccan hissed through her clenched teeth.

Nolan heard that. His cheeks blazed to sense the absolute lust in his friend's voice. She wasn't just helpless - she wanted it to happen to him. The realization hit him, leaving him struggling all the harder, even to the point of exhaustion. He was panting in that sweltering, steaming gullet, soaking in the sauna of the demon's insides that only got hotter the deeper she dragged him down. Another firm, solid gulp had his hips slipping past her dark lips, briefly dragging along her teeth, sloppily sliding along the surface of her thick, wet tongue. She wasn't spitting him out.

Dreccan pressed closer, letting herself feel the contractions of peristalsis from the outside as it flexed firmly around the doomed husky. She groped at the outline of Nolan while Jasmine swallowed him down, making that muzzle vanish behind her great soft bust. The rest of him followed as she curled her tongue between his legs and used that for leverage to shove him down her throat all the faster.

"Ohh, he's goooood, too. Such a delicious offering you've brought me," Jasmine fondly told the deer.

That might not have been exactly what she intended from the start, but Dreccan was plenty willing to accept praise for it anyway. Her cheeks were hot, though so was the rest of her, sweating while the three-headed demoness breathed her hot breath over her enraptured audience. Jasmine didn't mind the occasional grope to her bust as the doe traced her hands down along the path Nolan made on his way towards the bigger dog's belly, massaging into the cerberus' chest while she swallowed that husky whole. A pair of flailing legs were all that remained of Nolan on the outside world, swinging around hazardously near Dreccan's head. That wasn't enough to distract her from the kneading and worshipping at hand.

When it became abundantly clear she wasn't going to see Nolan again, Dreccan simply couldn't stop moaning. It was an exclamation of ecstasy without so much as needing to be touched. She rubbed deeper into Jasmine's body, tracing the trail all the way to that swelling gut as the husky got deposited down there with a bounce and jiggle, then just flopped against the demon's shoulder while she wriggled her hips and short tail. One more long, resounding gulp squeezed the rest of Jasmine's meal into her belly, all but silencing the cries from the trapped husky. A rounded swell of canine pushed out beneath the cerberus' bust, jiggling on impact, squirming, bouncing, sometimes even punching out at Dreccan's groping hands. Yet for all his fussing, nothing was going to change how much the demon wanted him for dinner.

"Urp," Jasmine said, rather than actual belching. A few pats on her gut got a proper one from her lips, puffing from two steamy maws at once, blowing back the deer's short hair.

"Ohhhh, god ..." she huffed. In case it wasn't clear that was the good kind of groan, she added a single, decisive word. "Yes."

"I knew you'd like that," Jasmine warmly said, leaning in to lick the doe on the cheek with that middle head, the very same one that had just eaten her friend. "I can see that special something in you, that little spark."

She touched Dreccan on the chest, which left the deer all wiggly. A curious tip of her head and a flash of those shiny doe eyes came with a simple question.

"Yeah?"

"Oh yes." Jasmine licked her chops, three times at once in perfect unison. "What are you thinking about right now? Are you thinking about your friend?"

Dreccan wasn't sure how to answer that. "Ummmm ..."

"It's quite alright. You should be. Maybe you're thinking about how he tasted while I slurped all over him. Maybe you wonder how good it felt to squeeze him down my throat in some big, wet gulps. Maybe you're even a little jealous, watching him squirm around in my gut right this very moment, wishing you could have him for yourself. Or maybe ..."

This time, she was a little more firm about the way she handled the deer. Taking her by those solid antlers invoked a whimper-bleat and utterly froze Dreccan in place. Jasmine lowered her down to her hooves, supporting her with that dominant grip that let her manipulate the doe any way she liked. A firm tug planted Dreccan's face directly against that swollen gut, letting her feel the wriggles mingling with the intense flexes within, and feel the ensuing glorps as much as she heard them. Jasmine held her firmly in place, smothering that pretty thing against the bulge in her gut while it worked over the doe's friend. She dropped her voice to a whisper.

"Maybe you're thinking about how you'll never see him again after I digest him. And I think you like thinking about that, don't you?"

Dreccan's cheeks went so warm she felt as if she might combust. She stammered her way through an attempt at answering, but she didn't manage a single word.

"A - a- a - w - "

"Shhhh. Don't be ashamed. You're a good girl," Jasmine told her in a hushed, even adoring voice. "I want you to enjoy yourself."

That much was easy. Dreccan clung to the demon's thigh while she rubbed her face against that hefty belly. Jasmine was large enough that there was hardly any real sign of the husky in there. He didn't make an obvious bulge, just a swell, a bit of extra heft in that chubby middle while the churning really started. Dreccan closed her eyes and simply took in the sounds and the rumbles of digestion going within the great cerberus. Things quickly proved sloppy.

The doe was absolutely dripping with lust as that belly gave a smooth, heavy glurrrrrn that sometimes escalated to a more rapid, aggressive glk glk glk while those inward flexes helped soften up her prey. It was impossible to tell exactly how much progress she was making from the outside, but she was clearly sloshing through Nolan rapidly, melting him down beneath Dreccan's kneading fingers and nuzzling face. Dreccan pushed her muzzle in deep against that softening bulge, trying to get an idea of just how much husky there was left after those intense, wet groans of digestion, but all she could feel was the spring of firmer muscle beneath all the cushy pudge on Jasmine's middle.

"Mm. That's it. He's almost mine now."

There came an especially fierce GLURRRRN like a bellow from within that cavern of a stomach, and then the rest was much quieter. Dreccan didn't know for sure, but she was convinced that was Jasmine's way of announcing she'd just finished off the husky. No more Nolan. Just meat in a demon's gut, getting absorbed into her great, infernal curves. Dreccan whimpered her pleasure. She might have fallen over out of sheer lust if Jasmine didn't hold her so close, leaning down inches away from that blissful face.

This time, she didn't say anything. Instead, the hellhound just extended her long, wet tongue. The doe didn't waste a moment, standing up on the very tips of her hooves to take it in her mouth. That unspoken offer was obvious to her. She sucked on it and felt a burst of something familiar, a flavour like a scent she recognized. Just as she was putting the pieces together, one of those other heads went ahead and spelled it out for her.

"Do you taste him there? Do you smell him on my breath? A little lingering trace of his flavour is all he is now. Suck it from my tongue. It's the last chance you'll get."

Dreccan did precisely that, slurping away and swallowing the demon's saliva while Jasmine swept her up and held her close to that ample bust, squishing to the deer's own modest chest. A few passes of her hands up and down the doe's body ensured those clothes tumbled away from her body - not removed so much as simply dissolving, melting from her with a subtle wave of demon magic. Newly naked, she wriggled up as close to Jasmine's tits as she could get, rubbing herself against the demon's body while she took that kiss so deep she was swallowing a few inches of tongue without flinching.

"You're such a good girl," Jasmine told her again, sending a warm, tingling feeling all throughout the deer's body. "I can feel your adoration emanating from you. You'll do anything to please me, won't you?"

That much was obvious as Dreccan fell deeper and deeper into a drooly haze, pushing closer to those soft lips until she was slightly engulfed in the very maw that had just consumed the husky. The danger of such a situation didn't even seem to occur to her - or maybe she just didn't care. Either way, she was basking in the heat that soaked into her skin, bathing in all that canine drool, slowly slurking her muzzle right into the demon's mouth until her vision was framed by great, pearly fangs. She sucked down that spit just as she swallowed the tongue in her throat. Maybe she would have even kept going if it wasn't for the blunt halt her antlers caused as she bumped them up against the demon's snout.

"It could have just as easily been you, of course," one of Jasmine's heads told her, while the other leaned in to lick along the shuddering deer's cheek. "You're every bit as delicious as he was."

Just hearing the was in that sentence was enough to make Dreccan blush all over again. She shivered despite the sweaty heat, sharing in a perspiring embrace with the demoness who was tasting her. Just to tease the excited deer to the very brink, Jasmine went ahead and gave a few deep, wet gulps right before Dreccan's face while she was engulfed there in her maw. The deer's eyes went wide, then she narrowed them just to squint in the darkness of those jaws, watching those muscles undulating, squeezing around nothing in particular. She had to wonder how it would have felt to have them all wrapped around her face, dragging her down, but it wasn't to be.

Instead, Jasmine took her by the antlers and pulled her free, leaving her sputtering and gasping when she realized she'd been all but drowning in the demon's drool. The grip on those handles of hers was enough to make her lower lip all trembly. It always made her feel so very vulnerable - as if being snuggled up to a demoness currently digesting someone in her hefty gut didn't already. That belly was still audibly gurgling, though it was getting quieter, settling into a holding pattern of adding the husky to her curves. Dreccan could have sworn Jasmine already looked a little thicker from what she'd managed to observe.

Those were the kinds of thoughts that had her positively dripping, and she knew she couldn't hide that lust from the cerberus. Jasmine went ahead and released those antlers so she could grope down the doe's body, squeezing and teasing all the way along until she could stroke those soaking petals. She was ever so light in each touch, but it was still enough to make Dreccan try out. The deer was soaking, clenching, steaming hot with the desire glazed across her pussy folds, and watching Jasmine so casually lift a wet finger to her own lips to lick clean was enough to nearly make Dreccan cum on the spot.

She wasn't the only one who was getting turned on, either. The cerberus had such an ample pair of nuts resting beneath a plump sheath, fully drawn back to reveal that thick shaft. It wasn't knotted as Dreccan might have expected, but more of a blunt, girthy thing like a horse's. The slick glaze at the flat tip smeared across the doe's thigh as the cerberus pulled her down a little closer, away from those drooly lips and steamy maws. A few grinds and humps left Dreccan clinging to Jasmine, feeling that desire radiating and wafting it right back with a cloud of her own sweet pheromones.

"You are ever so eager," Jasmine told her. "Irresistible, truly. I will take such pleasure in pleasing you when I'm done with him."

A nod of one of her heads down to her gut, and it gave an especially prominent gworgle right on queue.

"But first, I must finish my meal. There's much more to a person than just the meat they used to be. Just watch."

With a few pats to her chest, Jasmine worked up a resonant rumble from deep within her that slowly boiled over until it reached all the way up her gullet and projected a triple-belch from each of her maws at once. It blew past Dreccan's face, dredging up that familiar spice of her former, digested friend. One last gasp of his scent before he was truly gone - but there was something more. It wasn't simply the scent of the devoured husky that came with that proud burp, but also a wispy, floating, vaguely glowing something that slowly unravelled itself and took on coherent form before Dreccan's eyes. She could think of no better way to describe the ghostly silhouette of the husky than a soul.

All bluish-green and partly translucent, the last remnant of Nolan was blurry around the edges, but it was definitely him. He floated freely before the demoness who had eaten him and separated him from his body, looking confused, frightened, but mostly just disoriented. Dreccan figured he probably had no idea where he was, if his last memories were those of churning away inside Jasmine's gut. Only when he scanned around the room, and saw Dreccan's grinning face, then slowly turned to regard the three-headed canine behind him did the reality of the situation seem to strike him. A brief, panicked cry was stifled when Jasmine reached out and snatched him. To her at least, he was entirely tangible.

"Welcome back, Nolan," Jasmine softly teased him. "Your body was delicious, but hardly enough to satisfy me. You got me quite worked up while I gulped and digested you, you know."

The urgent, pulsing spire of cerberus cock flexing just below the squirming soul's paws was indication of that. Jasmine brought him closer and closer, eventually rubbing herself against his ghostly form.

"I won't be full until I've claimed you utterly for myself," she continued. "Your soul will make such a good load of cum for my good girl to suck down."

She didn't bother to wait for him to plead or cry out for help before she started stuffing him down. A good shove on his soul and she tucked his paws into her cock, immediately gripping them tightly with a harsh squeeze. They glowed right through the skin, adding a glimmer to the demon's shaft while she flexed around her prey and gradually eased him down towards her heavy nuts. They clenched up taut with the anticipation of digesting his eternal self, audibly glorping while they sloshed their contents.

Such a lewd fate loomed for Nolan. His last hope was to call out to the deer for help. How long had he known her? The deer was just standing there, naked, visibly horny at the sight of him being swallowed, but surely there was some part of her that cared, some part that wouldn't let him befall such a permanent fate. Reaching his hands forth, he moaned his plea while the hungry cock-gulps squished and squeezed around his thighs, then worked up towards his hips.

"Hmmf ... wait! Dreccan, don't let her ..."

Even in his desperation, he couldn't help but get a little pleasure out of the squeezes working down over his soul-sheath. It was evident in his voice just how good it felt to get eaten by a demon's cock. That didn't mean he didn't need to be rescued. How exactly the deer was supposed to stand up to a demoness and then restore his digested body to him was of course entirely unclear. But maybe he at least expected her to try, rather than to just silently stand by. Or help.

Dreccan didn't just observe. She wanted Jasmine to see what a good girl she could really be. The husky had his hands stretched out towards her while that cock enveloped him to the waist. Eventually, she took them, intertwining her fingers with his wispy own. He was slightly softer, slightly more malleable as a soul than his body had been, but it still felt like him, right down to the texture of his fur against Dreccan's skin. She squeezed a moment while a truly mischievous grin overtook her - then she began to push.

Not only did she assist in feeding his spiritual self to the demoness, but she went ahead and pushed her pussy right in his face in the process. Rather than rescue, he got a whole faceful of sopping wet deer cunt. She humped his face, smearing her glossy juices over his glimmering soul while Jasmine smiled down at her with two of her three faces. The other one was busy moaning, projecting that warm sound so Nolan knew exactly how good it felt to slurp him down her shaft.

Once he started settling deep within the cerberus' nuts, sagging that sack down with his glowing soul, then churning really started. Rather than just the idle rumbling of before, there came a hotly intense churning, a hungry glrk glrk that had him already digesting a little bit around the edges before he was even fully settled down inside his predator. Dreccan rode his face for as long as she could. Only when he was engulfed in demon dick up to his neck did she finally relent, pulling off even wetter than before with a breathy, slightly bleating moan.

"That's it," Jasmine encouraged her. "Now. This is the last time you'll see him. Why don't you give him a little kiss goodbye?"

Dreccan was happy to do that. She wiggled her short tail and bent right down to press her muzzle against Nolan's own. He gave a muffled sound of some sort, but couldn't even find the right words anymore. Jasmine was already unmaking him, churn by noisy churn, but he was solid enough for the doe to meet his lips. She locked him into a deep, intense makeout session one last time, shoving her tongue right into that ghostly mouth for him to suck on. Even as Jasmine started slurping up over his entire head, she didn't stop kissing.

Following that glimmering prey right down, she ended up with her muzzle inside the demoness once more. This time, she even got to feel some of that delicious gulping. The juices of Jasmine's cock squelched around her face as she left her face shoved down that hungry shaft, listening to it going ulp ulp ullllp while it polished Nolan off. She didn't go any deeper than that. Instead, she simply lingered there, using her hands to admire as much of that glorious shaft as she could, massaging, stroking, fingering all the way down to the cerberus' plump sack. Once Nolan finally schlurped down to the bottom of them, there was little left to do but claim him.

"Ohhh, yes. Pull that pretty face out now, Dreccan. I want you to see what comes next."

There was no need to order her to worship that cock while she melted Nolan in her nuts. That much was impossible to resist. The doe crouched down before the demoness - going down to her knees would have been too low to reach - and licked the heavy nuts while they sloshed around their contents. This time, the outline of the husky was a little more visible than he was in Jasmine's gut. Enough for Dreccan to stroke over and tease with her hands and tongue alike. She shoved her nose right in the middle of those prey-churning balls and took plenty of sniffs amid all her tasting, basking in the demon's sweaty scent, in the essence that had so thoroughly intoxicated her while she stewed in Jasmine's supernatural heat.

The messy process of melting Nolan's very soul down into fresh demon spunk was a noisy one too. It made such lewd sounds while it pumped inwards, hugging up tight around that shining husky. He glowed a little less with every churn. First his features started smoothing, flattening over as he got processed into thick, nut-stuffing jizz a little at a time. Each clench pulled a little tighter around his diminishing self, softening and ultimately silencing the vague, muffled cries he still managed to give. The only sounds he made was the steady gurgle and juicy glorp of getting liquefied right before Dreccan's eyes, right beneath her kneading fingers and stroking tongue.

"Hfffff!" came Jasmine's steamy panting. "He's almost done. Almost mine. Almost gone."

The emphasis she put on that word washed over Dreccan like a wave, striking her with lust even more intense than before. Her knees buckled, but she managed to stay standing while she slurped the softening shape of her former friend turned offering. The demon's balls were getting bigger. The swelled with the engorging weight of all that jizz that came from digesting a soul. Nolan sloshed around in all that he was going to be, half-submerged, still faintly struggling even as he lost the ability to even properly move.

Helpless and barely coherent, Nolan gurgled as the cum overtook his face, leaving him swimming in the musky load Jasmine was making out of him. Dreccan hefted those balls while they pumped taut and round with every inward squeeze, erasing a little more of the husky with each squeeze. That bright bluish glow was nothing more than a faint flicker in those fat balls as Jasmine pumped him down to little more than a vague, rounded shape, draining him of all he was simply for the pleasure of it - and the power that came with adding another mortal soul to her body.

One more good, hard clnnnnch got the gurgles going, bubbling up heavier and heavier while the tension mounted around what remained of Nolan. A little softer, a little smaller, smoothing and rounding into some indistinct mass of energy, and he barely even existed anymore. Yet even in such a diminished state, there was still an abrupt transition when she firmly, dominantly pulled her balls around him as tightly as they could squeeze, bringing a rising glrrrrrrrrn that finally ended in a heavy, triumphant GLORP like an exclamation as she snuffed out the last of his light with one more powerful squeeze, clenching him away to absolutely nothing. After that, there was nothing more than the vague gurgling that came with holding that much cream in those tightly-packed cumtanks.

"Mine," Jasmine groaned, nearly growling the word. "He's nothing more than a little padding on my body, and a heavy load of cum in my balls. Maybe you'd like to help milk him out?"

"Yes! Please, god, yes ..." Dreccan whimpered. She was all but falling over with arousal.

"You look ready. But let's make absolutely sure," Jasmine cooed, sweeping the deer up in her arms once more.

The bed wasn't far, but it was hardly adequate for all of Jasmine's weight. Instead, she picked a soft rug in the middle of the living room and laid the deer out on it while she overtook Dreccan with her heft. First, a kiss on the lips and both cheeks at once from each of those three heads, and then she worked down. Smooching, licking, nuzzling, the three-headed demon was capable of giving so very much affection at once. Dreccan was already squirming, already kicking her legs with pleasure just having those tongues slathering along her bust, her belly, her sides. When Jasmine dipped between her thighs, it was time to scream with pleasure.

Not just one slurp, but three at once soon slathered across those utterly drenched folds, somehow making them even wetter. Jasmine drooled upon the doe's pussy, steamy breath puffing out while she swallowed the deer's horny scent as much as her taste. She licked along the inside of Dreccan's parted thighs, working her way towards the centre for deep, intensely sloppy slurps, loudly splurching her way through the process of eating out the desperately horny deer while the juices soaked and splashed up around her muzzle, soaking her fur to the point of glistening.

"Jasmine, I ... !" was the most Dreccan could get out, writhing on the floor in a mix of pleasure and desperation.

Getting so generously eaten out was enough to nearly blow her mind, but she was still holding on, still straining to keep from cumming just yet when she knew how much more she was going to get. Jasmine finally relented after one last thorough slurp that she made sure to drag across the doe's clit extra firmly. From there, she fully shrouded Dreccan's form in her own steaming hot bulk. There was thick mist pouring of her glistening, sweaty body as she mounted over the needy deer, first slathering her with the juices leaking from that cock in long, dragging strokes before lining up with that aching sex.

"Bleat for me, sweet thing. Let me know how much you love it when I cum your little friend inside you."

She hardly had to give such a command. Dreccan was plenty noisy without any prompting. Even before Jasmine penetrated her, she was already letting out a mix of whining, whimpering, and sometimes silly little deer noises she couldn't suppress in such a state. Everything just got all the louder as she felt that flat, flared head pushing inside of her, spreading out her trembling walls while she pumped inwards and flexed around that first inch in near-orgasm. Her whole body rattled with how much she was shaking, reaching up to cling to the demoness herself for support while she got stuffed full of a thick, solid cock that throbbed just for her.

It was more than she might have been able to even take, under remotely normal circumstances. The demoness' nature alone ensured that there was nothing uncomfortable about getting stuffed to absolutely bulging with demon cock, even when it made a distinct outline in Dreccan's belly. The doe closed her eyes as she got her muzzle stuffed between the demon's tits, mopping up plenty of sweat with her face, feeling the extra heft there that had come from Nolan - and all of Jasmine's many mortal meals before him, too. She licked, she kissed, but mostly she just screamed. It was the plunging wail of someone pushed from too high a height as she plummeted into pleasure with that big fat dick shoved halfway inside her. Jasmine was a gentle enough lover to keep from breaking her, at least. That hardly made her any less shattered by how good it all felt.

Clutching, clinging, kicking, screaming, she rode that shaft from beneath, grinding into it while the demoness slowly, firmly fucked her. Those long, steady thumps shook the doe's entire body, jiggling her, rattling her bones, plunging her pussy full of sopping wet cock. Each hump brought with it another audibly squelching squirt of precum, gushing out the first few drops of what used to be a husky. Dreccan kept that fact in the back of her mind even while she got fucked nearly brainless. That was all from just a smooth, slow stroke of Jasmine's dick back and forth inside her. She was swiftly pushed to the very edge of breaking once the cerberus started rutting like the demon she truly was.

Pumping, thumping, even slamming that sweet doe, Jasmine shoved in deep until her engorged nuts were slapping right up against that lucky deer girl. Dreccan could feel them pumping, but more importantly, she felt the thumping slosh that came with their bloating contents. So much cum, so much pressure, and it was all thanks to churning up everything the husky ever was. The intensity of the demon's pounding her cock in and out of that sleek, slurping sex came with three rising snarls. Dreccan had been such a good, loyal assistant, and it was almost time for her reward. Yet even in the midst of that vicious rut, Jasmine's voice remained calm and steady - but firm.

"Cum for me, Dreccan. Release all that lust. Fly high, and experience a feeling not meant for your mortal self. I will reward you just as you deserve."

All the tension, all the pleasure came crashing to a splattering finish. Dreccan came first. She shrieked a cry of some sort, broken and trembling, then arched her back to shove herself down on that dick all the deeper. With her pussy smooching right up against Jasmine's taut sack, she clenched down and finally started squirting with all her might. She wanted Jasmine to feel how hard she was cumming for her mistress, how much she adored that cock inside her, and she gushed her juices all over the canine demon's fur while she erupted in a thigh-shaking, muscle-clenching, eye-rolling, bleating, drooling, finish that left her barely conscious once she finally came crashing back down to the planet.

Her reward was every bit as potent as she'd hoped. Jasmine gave a demonic howl in three voices all at once, surrounding Dreccan with the frightful sound to briefly drown out the tremendous splurch of jizz hitting the doe's insides. That deer swelled in seconds, jets forming around the seal of that cock nestled inside her pussy, spunk streaming out of her as she started overflowing. Jasmine fucked her full and then some, draining the contents of that cum-digested soul into her loyal new servant, seeding her to her very limit while she mindlessly maaahed her way through it all like the good little condom she was.

When there was truly no room left for all the cum pent up inside Jasmine's soul-churning nuts, the cerberus rapidly pulled out of that flooded cunt with a juicy, suckling SCHLURP like a shout. The rest, she poured all over Dreccan's body, bathing the precious doe in a torrent of fresh demon cream that stained and marked her fur and skin alike. She was claimed with every hot, spurting rope splashing over her naked body while her orgasm lingered and lingered, tainted with hot demon musk, utterly soaked in spunk that used to be her friend. Nolan was gone forever simply for that very moment, fuelling that snarling, drooling orgasm, bringing the demoness some fleeting but suitably intense pleasure while she immersed her bleating devotee in her seed.

Only when the smoke cleared and that cumshot finally subsided did things calm down. Jasmine gave a puff, blowing smoke into the air, projecting almost unbearable heat, and lowered herself to her knees once more while she awaited Dreccan. The doe needed a moment. She couldn't see, couldn't speak, could hardly even breathe. Eventually she found the strength to cough her way to the surface of all that spunk, choking on it briefly. For as overwhelmed as she might have been, she didn't have a word of complaint.

"You'll smell of me wherever you go," Jasmine gently teased, gazing fondly down at the cum-rag of a doe. "Yet I can't help but wonder."

For as weak as she was, Dreccan still managed to quirk her head inquisitively. Jasmine went on.

"Why, it just wouldn't make sense to leave you now, would it? We have had such fun, you and I. There is something in you, that delicious, delightful spark of kinky lust that I would love to nourish, in my tender care."

She reached one hand down to the deer, and with the other she made a few brief arcane gestures. Tearing a hole in reality was all but effortless for her by then. An infernal portal, fiery and hellish, opened up right there in Dreccan's living room. Faint wails and moans of ecstasy alike poured out of it. There was so much more to see, so much to experience. All she needed to do was accept the offer. It was dangerous, perhaps even foolish to take a demoness at her word, and yet she could think of nothing but fully devoted herself to the cerberus who had demonstrated how worthy of worship she truly was. She reached out.

"That's a good girl," Jasmine said one more time as they interlocked fingers.

From there, it was a matter of helping the doe stand. When that failed, the demon simply swept up the cum-soaked mortal in her arms, not caring how much of a mess that made of herself. She clutched Dreccan close and stepped forth, approaching the portal with her under her arm like a football. The deer softly panted, huffing her new mistress, dripping, quivering, yet still craving more. When her body could possibly handle it, anyway.

The price of entry had been the very existence of a friend, one whose former self dripped from her fur or sloshed around inside her belly. When the lingering ecstasy felt that good, it all seemed worth it. This was what she was always meant to do, who she was always meant to serve. There was a reason she knew Jasmine's name on sight. There was a connection there she had always felt, but could never truly explain. Clinging closely, lovingly to the cerberus' side, she braced herself for the journey into hell, and all the pleasure and intimacy that awaited her with her new life fully, utterly devoted to a gorgeous demoness.