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Desires had consequences. That much was about to be abundantly clear to Casey. The collie spent the night in the usual shy college boy fashion. Which was to say alone in his bed, thinking about big, strong ladies with insatiable sexual appetites while stroking himself off. The inexperienced canine had been dreaming of precisely that sort of thing for years by that point, but it remained little more than a fantasy, an enduring inner flame and ever-present need to get wrapped up in a pair of thighs that could crush him to death, if the lovely owner so chose.

The energy he was putting out, that sheer horny essence might have been invisible for any ordinary mortal. Yet there were other things lurking in the darker places of the world and beyond that listened to his private thoughts. They knew what he wanted. Eventually, he called something to him without so much as a single word of a chant, without drawing a single line of a summoning circle. Jasmine simply knew he was perfect for her. He'd been crying out to her even if he didn't know her name yet.

Cumming wasn't enough to banish those urges from his subconscious. Casey squirmed beneath the covers on that cozy winter's eve while he navigated his way through a dream that turned suddenly erotic. He was pinned down beneath a huge, powerful beauty. She was so wet, so hot, wrapped around his cock, taking him deeper, deeper, soaking his desperately stiff shaft in those silken juices. Casey whimpered in his sleep as he throbbed with nocturnal lust. He might have stayed that way if she didn't choose to wake him. She didn't want him to miss a demonic blowjob.

The cerberus wagged her tail slowly as she slathered up the sleepy collie's cock, using her middle mouth to suck on his tip while the others teased and taunted him with their sloppy tongues. When she was satisfied he was worked up enough, she slipped smoothly down over his entire shaft to smooch him on the crotch with a great big smack of her soft lips. Meanwhile she had two tongues to tantalize his balls, stimulating him well past the threshold of sleep. She left him twitching while he jerked awake with a quavering yelp. That sound swiftly melted down to an extended moan, even as he thrashed about in surprise to discover he had an intruder in his dark bedroom.

After thinking about that precise moment for so very long, and finally seeing his horniest dreams coming true, his first reaction was to scream his lungs out while scrambling to get away from the massive cerberus. He couldn't help it. Her sudden, unexplained appearance was a terrifying waking sight. There she was, twice his size, one head licking her chops, another grinning broadly at him while the third mercilessly sucked his cock. He got a good look at her fangs, her horns, her eyes gleaming hellish red in the moonlight streaming through the cracks in the curtains. She was more than he ever bargained for.

"Shhh, shhh. Don't panic, sweetie. I'm here for you. I know just what you need."

Having three heads meant she could speak clearly with one of them even while the other slipped up and down his shaft, sucking and slurping, kneading those ample lips around his arching, trembling cock. Even as she spoke those soothing words, she used her strength to hold him down until he finally stopped squirming. He was hyperventilating, but it wasn't all fear that kept him puffing like that. The silky feeling of a warm, slobbery hellhound mouth sliding over his every single inch, smooching him on the balls every time she buried her nose in his crotchfur, that kept him wriggling whether he wanted to or not. She wasn't letting up.

"W-w-w-w-w-w-w ..." he began, setting his own personal record for number of stammers before he burst forth with a relatively steady, incredulously bellowed question. "Who are you?"

Someone was probably going to hear all the commotion given the thin walls of his cheap college apartment. How the great big cerberus had even managed to fit through his bedroom door was a mystery to him, nevermind how she'd managed to break into his little place at all. She looked right at him, meeting his gaze with all three sets of eyes even as the middle head bobbed up and down on his shaft. The pleasure of her wet lips gliding over his every inch was more than enough to make him blow a load, but he remained right where he was, suspended on the edge of ecstasy, trembling and spurting hot jets of watery juices right down her open throat. She offered him a gentle smile on one face, a seductive wink on the other.

"I think you know who I am, Casey."

When that left him with a blank stare, she went on, bouncing from one free mouth to the other to deliver her lustful speech.

"I'm the one you asked for. The one drifting through your dreams, the one you longed for in those unfulfilling moments. I could smell your need from a world away. Now I'm here. To make it all your new reality."

Only then did she relent, glossing off his cock with an extended slurp of her outstretched tongue. It was longer than his, bending and curling in such unnatural ways to taste and pleasure him from all manner of unexpected angles. His dick was utterly slathered in her drool after that lengthy suck. She flashed her glistening maw at him, letting him see the saliva dripping from her lower lip, then loudly licked her chops and dragged her tongue along her teeth as if to extract every last trace of his cute, boyish flavour.

"I don't understand ..." he finally managed to murmur.

"I will make you understand," she told him, climbing up on his small single bed. It sagged right down to the floor under her weight.

That was when he got to see the full extent of her naked body. From her elegant necks down to her ample bust, her soft belly, and then her ample hips and thighs. Ah, but he'd skipped right over an important detail. She was just as turned on by him as he was her. That was easily shown in the form of her hefty, unsheathed shaft, standing proudly tall and visibly throbbing. Despite her canine appearance, her dick was pure equine, with the blunt tip all flared out, the medial ring swollen and flexing with her desire for him. He could see those pulses of desire even from where he was sprawled, cowering away from the enormous, horny cerberus.

"Come here, Casey." Her voice was soft and sweet, spoken like a choir's call with all three heads at once.

"Yes Jasmine" he immediately replied, before quickly cupping a hand over his mouth, going red in the face. Redder, anyway.

Those words simply came out of him. The urge to serve, to answer her every beck and call, to fall to his knees before her like she was his new goddess - or some darker, scarier version of a goddess anyway. As for her name, it came to his lips like he'd always known it. The memory of waking up moaning that name suddenly struck him. It hadn't been just once, but in his groggy state he'd forgotten about it, right until that moment. All it had taken to summon a demon into his cramped bedroom was his constant, enduring lust for women so much larger and more experienced than him.

"That's alright," she chuckled. "I'll come to you."

His life flashed before his eyes when he saw her falling towards him in a slow-motion pounce. The memories were rather devoid of excitement, he realized. There was nothing wrong with that, but it made him realize something. He needed this. So much so that he didn't even bother to move out of the way of the oncoming tackle, even if he was half certain he was about to be crushed to death beneath her glorious, juicy curves. She stopped herself short just before she flattened him, instead laying herself out like a warm, cushy blanket to completely envelop him in her softness. That was how he realized how sweaty she was, rubbing off that sex-scented perspiration in his fur with every overpowering cuddle.

He'd been kissed before, but it felt like the first time when she laid all her mouths upon him. They didn't take turns. He was inundated with big wet dog kisses from all sides. They worked up his cheeks, smooched him on the forehead, and of course locked lips with him for an extra sloppy makeout session. It didn't take long until he felt that long tongue snaking down his throat. At first he reflexively choked, but it was actually much more comfortable than he expected. Soon he was sucking on it while it bobbed in and out of his gullet, all but fucking his mouth with that smooth, slobbery muscle.

The other heads licked him all over while they made out, leaving him utterly saturated with a thick layer of hot demon spit. She kept him pinned, squished nicely between her breasts, utterly overtaken in her sweaty scent, her horny essence. He wasn't just hard by that point, he was absolutely aching. His balls tensed and flexed with every thump of desire running through his twitching shaft while she sucked his face. He was all but drowning in her, rubbing against her soft belly. She didn't seem to mind if he humped her a little. He didn't have much room to move beneath her, but that changed when she rolled him over.

Clinging to her as she moved, he cringed to hear the crack of something beneath him. It was just his bed, not his bones, but he needed that too. Jasmine didn't even fit on his mattress, her feet dangling over the bottom as she sprawled out with the collie in her clutches atop her bust. She kissed him a few more times, using three sets of lips to peck him on the chin, cheek, and right between the ears all at once, and then she gave him a little push. It was seemingly gentle, but it still sent him sliding down her body, rubbing his shaft against her fur all the way, further soaking him in her enticingly steaming perspiration until he had his muzzle nicely nestled between her breasts.

"I think you know what to do from here, dear. Treat me just as nice as I deserve. Worship the demon in your bed."

Something about hearing the word made him flinch a little. He knew well by then what he was dealing with, but when she spoke it out loud, it had such power, such gravity. Every moment in her presence was a dangerous one. It would have only taken a whim to wipe him out of existence. Or so he assumed. More important than that though was making absolutely sure he didn't disappoint her when she made a demand of him. He sheepishly asked a question.

"Where do I start?"

"Wherever feels right." She offered him a triple smile, each one expressing just a slightly different sentiment. One was a little more mischievous, one more flirty, and the third - he wasn't sure he liked the way those fangs all interlocked like that, gleaming with menace, maybe even hunger.

He was just going to have to improvise. Starting with those great, juicy cerb tits seemed to make sense. He gave them a gentle kiss at first, not wanting to overstep. She made it clear that wasn't enough when she pressed a palm to the back of his head and simply shoved him flat against her left breast to smother there a while. That just meant he kissed more deeply, licked as well, groping the other while he worked his way to one of those firm pink nips. Latching to give a good suckle was enough to produce a little huff from one of Jasmine's heads. Then she even moaned softly when he licked up and down that perked teat, slathering it up just as thoroughly as she had his face - or he tried to equal her feat of slobbery excess at least.

That was precisely where he lingered for as long as she let him. Sucking her tits, humping her belly, and generally pressing himself as close to her as possible was all he wanted in life. He was already smearing an ample amount of precum across her tum, though that hardly compared to the mess she was making on his back, wetly throbbing just behind him. Her cock stood up tall between his legs as he licked her bust all over. Delving beneath each of her breasts in turn to lick up all the extra sweat gathered there got him nicely drunk on her essence, but there was so much more to swallow.

"Good boy. So eager to love these tits. Little lower now. Don't spend all your energy in one spot."

He swallowed in anticipation of dealing with her hefty shaft, but to his surprise she only pushed him down as far as her belly. There she held him, a hand on the back of his head to gently keep him in place. He hesitated only briefly, then shoved his face right against that soft middle, appreciating just how cushioned it was. Just immersing himself in her pleasantly cushy chub was enough to get his tail wagging. He made sure to give her lots of licks as well, slathering her up, pressing his tongue into her navel, streaking stretches of saliva all over the shapes of that rounded heft. She was well-fed, for certain. He just had to hope her diet didn't include good boys like him.

"Mmhmm, mmhmm. You love this belly, don't you? Oh, you'll be seeing so much more of it in time. But first, the most important part."

Casey didn't like the sound of that, but she might have just been teasing him. It was impossible to say with a demon like her. He looked up at her and saw six eyes gleaming down. It was hard to read what exactly he saw behind them. Desire, most certainly, but there were other things of the sort that got his heart thumping in less of a good way. Part of him liked the flash of fear she could inspire with nothing more than a look. He couldn't stare back forever though. Her hands were upon him once more, directing him where she wanted him.

Nestled between her heavy thighs, he knelt down and acquainted himself with her great big cock. He was amazed she could be so calm for how urgently it was throbbing. It wasn't just a steady pulse, but a rapid, bulging flex that made it twitch before his nose as he leaned in closer and closer. She was sweetly feminine all over, but sweaty and musky all the same, filling his nostrils with her rich demonic warmth. He was tainted with a single sniff, inching closer and closer to that meaty spire until he finally dared to wrap his hands around it. A few soft strokes up and down its enormity was enough to leave his eyes wide with awe.

"It's so big ..." he whispered, mostly to himself.

"It is, isn't it? But you'd better take a closer look just to be sure."

There was such strength in her body that all it took was a simple touch to immediately stuff his face where she wanted it. He gave a startled hmmmf when he found himself smothered in her balls, nose nestled right at the spot below the base of her cock. She held him there and refused to let go. It didn't matter if he couldn't breathe anything but her. Casey was just going to have to figure out how to satisfy her so he could avoid suffocating. There was plenty to swallow while he was there. The urge to sniff simply came naturally to him.

Drawing in the biggest breath through his nose he possibly could, he sucked down an intoxicating dose of pure demon. It whirled through his senses and left him buzzing, tingling inside. It was as disorienting as it was arousing. He slumped between her legs, pressing his nose even deeper into the sweet spot just above her balls. Kissing them while he was there was an afterthought to the main event of huffing down her cerberus musk until he couldn't remember where he was anymore. His tiny bedroom was an unfamiliar place after a few good gulps of richly mind-melting demon dog scent.

Jasmine had to pluck him up and out from that spot where he was nestled just to prevent him from huffing himself unconscious. She was his drug in moments, and he was absolutely spitting precum on the sheets by the time she pulled him away. Only then did he remember that his lungs needed something more than just hellhound to sustain him. He gasped out, coughing a few times, steam rising from his drooling mouth by the time he opened his eyes to look at her. She grinned ever so broadly on all three faces at once when she saw just how mindlessly, how obediently he was looking at her. He was so far gone after just a short stay between her legs that it didn't even scare him to see all those shiny fangs unveiled at once.

"That's what I like to see. It feels good to be a little dumber, doesn't it? Smart little thing like you is going to need more than that to truly stupefy though, I should think." She reached out to pinch his cheek. "You make such a good sweat rag, collie boy. I wonder just how much of me you can soak up and still be called Casey?"

"I dunno," he mumbled, smiling blankly.

"Then we will simply have to find out for ourselves. Right this way."

Her gentle words of guidance were in contrast to just how hard she snatched him as she spoke. He gave a little gasp, even batted at her arms reflexively, but he might as well have been fighting against a mountain. Soon she shoved him flat on his own bed once more, dangerously creaking it over to one side when she shifted her weight. He came ever so close to simply toppling to the floor for a moment. She got things nicely balanced once more when she planted her knees on either side of his face, framing his vision between her thighs.

"Since you seem to like huffing my scent so much, I'll give you a little more. Or a lot." She leered at him, sticking one her tongues out near his face as she bounced her rump on his chest a few times. Thankfully, she wasn't putting enough weight down to crush him. "Just what is it about demon musk that so entices you mortals, hmm?"

There was that word again, to remind him of the danger. It still sent a little pang of excitement and fear alike through his clouded mind. Eventually, he realized she was giving him three expectant looks at once. She actually wanted an answer to that question. He had to ponder it for a while, searching for the words to even begin to describe what her scent did to him, to do it proper justice with his praise. Eventually, he settled on the first thing he blurted out in a breathy moan.

"It's so good ..."

"Hm. That will have to do!" She chuckled, forming a harmony with all her heads at once. "Now let me show you who owns you, dear boy."

He knew all about getting his face buried in her balls by then, but she was even more dominant about it. Planting those plump nuts atop his snout, she rubbed and humped his pretty little features while she bounced up and down on the groaning, sagging bed. The motions of her hips were vigorous enough that there was a little plap of that sweaty demon sack smacking down on his nose and mouth alike. Then she pressed down to rub them up and down his face, from chin to forehead, making sure he was utterly coated in her, drenched in her sweat just as much as he was drinking it down right from the big cerberus balls that were she was so resoundingly teabagging him with.

Jasmine bobbed him senseless with her juicy nuts until he was staring up at her from between her thighs with the silliest, dumbest look on his face. One of her heads broke into a demonic cackle at the sight. His eyes went wide in response to that sound. He wasn't so far gone he didn't still find her scary, but he remained obedient. When she settled her nuts down firmly against his lips, he knew to open up and start slurping them as wetly as possible, replacing her salty demon sweat with his own saliva, albeit briefly before more poured onto his outstretched tongue.

"Very good. Yet I think you can do even better than that. Don't you agree, Casey?"

"Yeth," was his reply, muffled by the effort to wrap his whole mouth around one of her balls.

It was a losing effort. He suckled and drooled around one of those meaty orbs, straining his jaw to get it open wider, drooling all over it, but he simply couldn't do it. She let him try a little longer before depriving him of his treat when she rose up from his face. All the body heat she'd shared with him left him steaming as he laid there, flattened to the bed, panting heavily. It occurred to him he hadn't really been remembering to breathe beneath her. He was going to have to take a nice, deep breath if he was going to continue to please her. She wanted even more from his lips and tongue alike.

For such a large woman, she moved easily and swiftly. It was entirely unnatural to his eyes, leaving him momentarily stunned. In a moment, she turned herself around, giving him a good view of her from behind. Her tail wagged all on its own as she stroked her hands down her hips and along the curve of her ample ass. It was glistening as she lowered herself down atop him, giving him a closer and closer look at the shiny pink rim between her juicy cheeks. Soon he was buried beneath her butt, muzzle shoved snugly to the demon's hole, huffing her, kissing her, and shortly after serving her with a generous application of long, dragging, worshipful licks. She didn't even have to tell him what to do anymore.

"Has anyone ever told you you're a good boy? Aside from me, of course," she teased, one of her heads looking back while he eagerly ate her ass. "Because you certainly are. Just look at you going to town."

She sat down on his face all the more firmly while he endlessly pleasured her. Every few licks earned him a little more weight, a little more pressure. That meant squishing her taut ring against him in a great big sweaty smooch of sorts while she rubbed her rump against him. He was eclipsed between her cheeks, utterly engulfed in curvy demoness, and he was having the time of his life. Even when she squished down on him enough to nearly take him inside of her, he didn't let up. Slowly pushing his tongue inside of her so he could wriggle it inside helped him bring her to a barking, grunting moan. She even ran her fingers up and down her stiff cock while he worshipped her from within, jerking off to his wonderful work beneath her lifted tail.

Jasmine was reluctant to move from where she was. She used that boy for a seat, for a throne until she felt him start to fade. Even inspired by her tempting body, he was still just a mortal, and she certainly had no desire to suffocate him. There was so much more fun to have with that precious thing. Peeling herself slickly from his face, she rose up with his face still wedged between the cheeks of her cushy ass until he finally slipped free and collapsed to the bed once more. That was when he gasped out, coughing a little for just how much sweat he'd swallowed, squirming where he laid with a dick so hard it was making him whimper. She delighted in watching him squirt those thin strands of prejizz all over his trim belly while she loomed like a dark goddess over her prize.

"I want you bent over the bed, honey. Can you do that for me?"

He most certainly could. An eager little nod made his tongue flopping around a few times. It took him longer to actually comply, struggling to even sit up after getting so thoroughly dominated. Only through sheer force of lust did he manage to crawl over to the edge of the bed, tail wagging madly as he looked up at the demoness standing tall above him. He barely came up to the bottom curve of her bust. His eyes were glazed, his drool was flowing, and his legs were quivering beneath him, barely able to support his weight. Just turning around for her took effort. Maybe it was partly because he had no idea how she was even going to fit that monstrous cock inside him.

Standing there in that vulnerable position might have seemed unwise, but there was nothing he wanted more in that moment. Jasmine didn't rush to mount him. He heard her loudly sucking on two of her fingers, then she glazed those same digits along the blunt tip of her cock to smear it up in precum for even more slickness. He yelped at first when she started pushing inside of him, but he quickly adapted to the feeling. She made sure to stimulate him nice and generously before getting on top of him. Her efforts served well to relax and loosen him up for the demonic fuck to come. He was grateful, knew her patience wasn't going to last long, by the way she was rubbing her stiff, dripping, thumping cock all the while.

Jasmine stroked that beast up and down while he turned away from her. The juices leaking from the top poured down all over her shaft, cascading to coat it in a shiny, slippery coating of excessively lubricating mess. Ordinary precum certainly wasn't adequate for that, but demons just did it differently. When she saw him wiggling his little hips for her, a little snarl escaped one of her mouths. Casey felt a hand on the back of his head shoving him down flat, bending him right over so she could rub her slicked up dick against his rear, humping away at him while he did his best not to whimper too much.

Eventually she seemed to calm himself, but not before smearing his fur until it was matted from his thigh to lower back. His cute butt was nicely coated in the demon juices that simply kept on flowing. He trembled a little when she slowly stuffed her cock up between his cheeks, rubbing from his balls to his taint to the base of his tail. At least she was being gentle. She took her time getting him nice and wet with those long, slow rolls of her hips. Her hand was still planted on his head the whole time, shoving his face into the bed. Eventually she relented there as well, simply clutching him by the shoulders so he didn't smother against the sheets.

"I don't know if it'll -" he began when she brushed that blunt, broad flare against his rim. She didn't let it finish.

"It will. You're going to fit me perfectly, Casey."

She said it with such confidence and authority that he simply had no choice but to believe it. He still gave a little yelp when she firmly pressed forth and started spreading him out though. Casey stood there being gradually more impressed by his own elasticity, stretching for her, accommodating all that massive hellhound horsecock. By the way she was stiffly flexing against his taut ring, she wanted him just as badly as he wanted her. He blushed hotly just to know he could possibly inspire such desire in a being like her.

When Jasmine finally penetrated him after easing into it for a minute or more, he couldn't make a sound. Casey opened his mouth to cry out in bliss and shock alike, but nothing came out. Instead, he was locked in that expression a while, slack-jawed, squinting, crunching up his face as he tried to manage the pleasure he derived from taking a fat demon cock in the ass. Quivering around her first inch, he radiated ecstasy and adoration alike while she sank deeper and deeper inside of him, bulging his belly with her sheer veiny girth. It took surprisingly little time before that nicely lubricated medial ring popped past the diminishing resistance of his clenching insides.

He never fully managed to relax, but he calmed himself at least when he realized her size wasn't going to kill him. Somehow. Maybe it should have been uncomfortable to have her dick so deeply sheathed inside him he could have traced its details through the skin of his bulging belly, but he felt nothing but the purest of pleasure, nothing but the intense stimulating of getting his tender inner button pressed again and again by her slow thrusts. For such an enormous shaft, she could wield it with such care.

Soon he was morning like a demon's whore as she slowly, generously fucked him. Long, smooth strokes of her cock in and out of his tight insides massaged him just right. His lower lip quivered with the overwhelming bliss that came with getting taken by the hellhound. He drooled a little. His eyes were rolling back in his head. She didn't even have to reach around to keep him at the very edge of pleasure without so much as a single stroke.

Her pace remained steady yet calm as she slipped in and out of him. It was something more like an internal massage than a deep, hard rutting. Casey was devastated all the same. Every stroke lifted him up off his feet a little. She compensated for that by pressing herself down on top of him, letting him feel the squish of her breasts and belly alike against his back. All her weight piling on top of him was sure to keep him in place.

"There we go. Relax. Let me make love to your cute little mortal shell," she cooed to him, simultaneously licking his cheek with a free head.

She wasn't wrong. It was the closest thing to a lovemaking he was ever going to get from a demon. Jasmine treated him with the utmost of care, or as much as he was going to get. The bed fared a little less better with all that cerberus stacked on top of it, pressing the collie deeper and deeper into the sagging mattress while she fucked his ass nice and slowly. Despite her gentle pace, she still gave him a solid smack of nuts against his butt, spanking him with her big fat sack every time she bottomed out inside of him. It took him a moment to realize she had her entire dick inside of him, even if that seemed impossible. He had to admit he took pride in being such a good little cocksleeve.

Jasmine spoke in a whisper while she nibbled on one of his ears. "You've been such a good boy for me, Casey. I think I'll let you cum now."

His stamina endured for as long as she willed it. The moment she granted him permission, he lost himself in shaking, spasming, violent orgasm. He was thrashing about beneath her, mostly subdued by her weight atop him. A scream was rising in his throat - not a moan, not a whimper - but it stopped short. He rasped as he drooled, clenching up extra tight around every single inch of demon cock buried beneath his tail. Then he exploded for her, cumming all over his bed and belly as hard as he possibly could.

It was the kind of spurt that left him desperately grasping at anything he could get his hands on, clinging to the sheets while he emptied out every drop of cum he might have produced over the next week. He was swimming in it. Soaking himself from belly all the way to his face, he lay slathered in his own seed yet somehow still shooting. His balls flexed tight to pump out every last gush of collie cum he could possibly give, and even when he was dry he still twitched for a few more stiff flexes around Jasmine's cock. Only then did he manage to make a proper sound.

"Hnnnnnnnf ..." he gasped and whimpered all at once.

"There. Doesn't that feel better, dear? Now come here." Jasmine licked him and slowly tugged him up into her grasp, leaving him squirming on her cock. It was still utterly stiff inside of him. "Don't think you're getting away without a big fat load in your belly!"

He could only give a confused, mildly alarmed groan when she hauled him up into her clutches. She wasn't content just to hold him. Clinging to him with his legs dangling down like that and cum rolling down his thighs made him look like some sort of oversized teddy. Instead, she got him much more securely gripped by tucking her hands under those fine asscheeks and lifting his legs straight up. Casey gasped at first, unsure if he could even manage what she intended for him. He proved more flexible than he thought.

Such a position just let her press even deeper into him. She pulled him down on her cock while he marvelled at the shape of it sliding up and down in his belly, bulging him as it stretched him out. Jasmine had to support his entire weight in just her two hands while she held him like that, but it certainly didn't slow her down. He was like a feather to her - a soft, squirmy, fuckable feather. She sped up. He felt her steamy breath pouring from her many mouths above him, puffing over his slathered form as she started to truly rut him. All he could do was brace himself while she unleashed her lust on him.

Thump went her dick pounding into his taut rump. Plap went her plump, sweaty nuts. She fucked him harder, faster, wetter. Her precum was shooting inside of him just as hard as he just came. He was sloshing with it. His belly was filling up, and she hadn't even blown yet. Pulling him closer and stretching him out all the more with her hands behind his head, his legs lifted right up by his face, she locked him in a demonic full nelson while she plowed him. As much as he wriggled, he could hardly move a muscle while she used him for her personal toy, fucking him numb and dumb alike.

"You know, it's such a shame," she told him mid-fuck, never breaking her pace for a moment despite how steadily she spoke. Her grip on him let him playfully pinch his cheek even while she pounded her cock inside him again and again. "Such a cute face you have. It truly is unfortunate it'll be gone soon, right along with the rest of you! You just had to go and work up my appetite, didn't you?'

She spoke it so sweetly that he didn't immediately pick up on the threat. Getting his butt absolutely rammed the whole time didn't help his concentration either. She just had to demonstrate that she wasn't joking by descending upon his dazed face, middle maw gaping wide to stretch over his pretty features in an all-encompassing omf. He was engulfed, wetly enveloped in steamy hellhound mouth as she slurped him deeper and deeper, sucking and slobbering all over his face in the process. When he tried to make a sound it was utterly silenced by her all-consuming jaws sealing shout around his neck, lips squeezing carefully around his throat.

At least she wasn't actually swallowing him yet. She simply sucked his face while he whimpered in stifled, disoriented fear. It was only then that he truly realized how much bigger than him she was. He always knew she was dangerous, but he had feared claws, or teeth, or whatever else she might have inflicted upon him. Slipping down her throat whole was a whole new nightmare - albeit one softened by the pleasure that came with her blunt demon dick pumping in and out of his tight, tender butt. Gravity just made him thump down atop her fat balls all the harder, leaving them jiggling as she spanked him with them again and again.

Her first gulp made him gasp, but it was just a matter of sucking down the saliva he helped her work up. Still, hearing the sound of that powerful gullet working hard to guzzle all those excess juices was enough to make him whimper. The sound was very much muffled within the sauna-like confines of her maw, but she saw fit to silence him nonetheless. All it took was a curl of her tongue to slip inside his mouth and shove down his throat, muzzling him while she finished off inside his rear. The final masterstroke of her rough demon sex performance was powerful enough he swore he was going to break in half.

Thud thud thud went the sound of his rump meeting her hips and balls alike. She pulled him down the same time as she thrust up into him, sending a shockwave throughout his entire body, rippling up his spine, numbing his fingers and toes. She sucked and slobbed all over him, letting drool pour down his chest and back, soaking into his skin while she stole his flavour away. Her balls were tightening, They felt bigger than ever pressed tight against his ass, with every last inch of her throbbing horsecock shoved all the way inside of him. He trembled and quivered right along with the pulses of ecstasy that thumped through Jasmine's dick, choking on her tongue when she forced a moan out of him, no matter the circumstances.

Even engulfed inside her jaws, he still heard her orgasm hit. It was just that messy. A squelching, excessive, potent cumshot was precisely what he expected from a demoness, and yet it was even more than he ever could have imagined. He was sloshing, overflowing in seconds with a nice big belly stuffed with hellhound jizz. There was a jet of the stuff pouring over her balls when he started to overflow, stretched to capacity, but not before he drooled a little of it. Her taste and scent was already deeply imbued upon his senses. There was that much more. The sensation of her unloading inside of him, bloating him like a condom, flexing and bulging with the tension of climax, that was what pushed him over the edge again.

With his head still wrapped up in her middle mouth, and the other two blending into a chorus of grunting, growling, and softer, feminine moans, the collie came for her once again, no matter how hard she milked him the first time. It wasn't much, but he squirted some watery shots for her while he twitched on her dick. It simply felt too good to get absolutely ballooned with demon cum. Though he eventually hit a point of overstimulation, shuddering and flinching against her when he finally hit his limit. His body simply couldn't handle any more pleasure. Neither could his mind.

While Jasmine might not have done any real harm to his body in the process of fucking him silly, he was so utterly broken that he couldn't even think. He hardly remembered his life anymore - just her, and the time he'd spent with her. It was all that mattered, what it had all been leading up to. When she let his legs go, they flopped down limp, and so did his arms. She grinned with her two unoccupied heads, suspending in the air with the stretch of her cock alone - along with the grip of her hungry mouth nibbling and sucking all around his entire head anyway.

"Poor thing. I simply couldn't hold back. Your desires called out to me with such intensity, such powerful inner desire. How was I to resist a cute little beacon like you?"

She continued cumming in him just a little longer, stretching him to his very limit, leaving jets of hot cream squirting out of his backside in all directions. He made even more of a mess when she started sliding back from deep inside him, opening up the floodgates. Her cum splattered down to the floor, forming a puddle all around Jasmine's paws. The pressure on his gut went down the more of her cock she removed from his stretched hole, but his relief was temporary. She really was eating him.

The first gulp overtook his entire being, shocking him out of his shattered, dormant state to jerk and wiggle around in panic. Maybe it was more instinct than actually understanding what was happening to him. She forced his face back into the embrace of those mighty muscles, overpowering him with her peristalsis, dragging him deeper and deeper into the darkness of her hot, humid gullet. The air grew thicker and wetter the deeper she took him, working him down with nothing more than her throat. She didn't need to stuff him away when she could just swallow him right off her cock. For every inch of collie she gobbled down, another inch of her cock slipped out of him, splashing more and more spunk over Casey's entire bedroom.

She made sure to get everything she could from him before he was gone. He was simply ever so tasty. He could tell how much she enjoyed eating him by all the drool flowing, whether it was in the mouth consuming him, or the others tending to his every detail while he disappeared down her throat. Jasmine dragged her tongues along his sides, glossing over every detail. It was rather like a carwash. He was thoroughly cleaned and tasted on the way in. She wasn't about to waste a single inch of him. If she wasn't going to savour him, she was just going to have to take as much from his soft, delicious body as she possibly could while he was still outside of her.

"Mmm! Such a treat! You've been such a good boy, haven't you?" she playfully teased with the left head, all but singing. Then swapped to the right, dominantly growling instead. "The innocent ones taste the best."

A wrench of her middle head yanked him fully off her cock at least. She left him slightly gaping and gushing demon cum in an arch when she tossed her head straight back, thumping his weakly kicking paws against the ceiling. With her snout pointed to the heavens, she closed her eyes and let the pleasure of finishing him off overtake her. Rapid-fire swallows, followed by a long, wet drag of his softened cock and bruised butt into her jaws preceded the grand finale. She licked along his paws, gave his toes a playful bite, and then finally sent him plunging down her bulging gullet with one last decisive squeeze of her slimy throat around his naked body. Gulp-gulp-gulp, gulllllllp, GULP!

Then he was gone. From the outside world at least. The dumbfucked collie made for a modest but noticeable bulge in Jasmine's middle when he sank down into the confines of her stomach. If her maw had been a sauna, then her gut was a cauldron. It bubbled all around him, hot enough to feel like it was cooking him, already sloshing and growling when it squeezed him tight in its grip. He didn't even have a moment to catch his breath before she was kneading him with her belly walls and hands alike. She clutched him and admired him from the outside as she lazily collapsed onto his bed, sealing its fate when it utterly collapsed under her weight.

"Now for my absolute favourite part! Turning sweet boys into cerberus fat," she told him, her words clear even through the walls, and over the ominous gurgles. "Don't worry too much, dear Casey. You won't have to do anything but jiggle on my ass once I'm done with you. Such a comfy layer of cushion you'll make!"

She patted at him while he squirmed, and slapped him when he didn't. It was ever so easy for Casey to simply slump down and give up when faced with such insurmountable odds. There was still enough air to sustain him, but the juices were already working over his trapped body. They tingled more than they hurt, but that didn't make him any more calm. He punched and kicked at the walls, throwing his body weight against them as if to disturb Jasmine's digestive process enough to make her change her mind. All he accomplished was amusing and arousing her alike with the shifting of that collie-shaped bulge in her pudgy belly. She wrapped her fingers around her still-hard cock and lazily jerked herself to the pleasure of feeling him struggle for his life, letting out a harmony of moans.

"Ohh, that's it honey! Keep on going! You're so cute when you're all panicked like that."

All his activity swiftly stirred up some activity. Jasmine alternated from one head to the other when she started belching. Tufts of sodden collie fur soared off from her open jaws as she wetly burped away the last air that kept him from passing out. The walls just closed in tighter and tighter, squishing him into a ball of meat. He couldn't struggle much longer. His head was spinning, his thoughts were drifting apart. As for his actual body, it was still intact, but he knew he wasn't going to last long inside a demoness. Not just swallowed whole, but soon to be digested and absorbed, snatched away from his life forever simply to feed and delight the deceptively cruel cerberus.

The hot pot of her gut was warming even more intensely. Casey could have sworn he was being cooked a little in the process of being digested. He was drenched in sweat, and not hers for a change. Panting, gasping, choking on the caustic heat, he writhed there listening to the heavy gurgles growing all the stronger with each passing moment. The walls squeezed in with nearly crushing pressure, forcing the air out of his lungs, popping his joints but not quite breaking anything. All other sounds were muffled by the constant, hungry glurrrrn that echoed all around him. Deeply grumbling with a resonant growl of need, gurgling with the sloppy splurches of active digestion, hissing and sizzling with the sensation of potent belly acids working over his tender form - it all made it abundantly clear that demoness played for keeps with her mortal prizes.

That she was getting off on it too only made it all the meaner. From a slow, casual pace, Jasmine sped herself to a double-fisted pump of her hard horsecock. She spurted a rain of precum all over her prey-stuffed belly and her breasts, further soaking herself as she rubbed her scent into his broken bed. Another belch, and then another still built upon the last. They were getting louder, longer, and wetter the more Casey weakened. Her belly tightened around him all the more whenever she burped, loudly gurgling and sloshing around the juices that soaked into his fur and skin. As she wildly pleasured herself, she threw her weight into a lunge of all three heads at once, letting the final crescendo blast out of each of her maws, filling the room with steamy demon breath.

Urrrrrrrrrrrrrrp!

There truly was no typing the actual length of it. She probably belched for half a minute straight, flinging spit and tufts of fur alike from her open mouths. Her belly sealed up airtight around Casey, leaving him without a single inch of squirming room. He gave one last little whimper inside her as his movements faded. She tried slapping him a few more times in the vicinity of where she thought his butt was, but she couldn't get any more movement. Soon there was nothing more than the long sigh of submission and the lingering twitches running through his lifeless muscles inside her. That was the best feeling of all.

Mere moments after Casey left the mortal coil, Jasmine tossed her heads back onto his pillow to moan, gasp, and snarl her pleasure all at once with each of her voices. Her fangs flashed as she writhed with forbidden pleasure, rocking around her sloshing gut as she madly jerked her cock. No matter how much cum she'd pumped inside him, she had so much more to give. She blasted off and splattered the very ceiling above her, then painted the walls in hot ropes of scorching hellhound jizz, chaotically unloading, spraying down the entire room with an orgasm inspired by the cute boy's gurgling demise.

When she was done, there was hardly a surface that wasn't covered in her spunk. His ruined bed, his dresser and the clothes within, his desk, his notes, his laptop. She made that room her own, ensuring the scent would never wash away even long after the search for its former occupant died down. Her stomach shrank down with frightful speed as she lounged there in the apartment that now belonged to her, more or less.

Once that precious meat was sufficiently devoid of life, the digestive process went even faster. She sloughed him away, absorbing him bit by bit. The outline of the motionless collie pressing out beneath the pudgy layers of her gut gradually softened, losing its distinct shape. She turned him to mush under the assault of her demonic hunger, processing him into something to slurp down deeper through her system. It was only a few minutes before he was utterly unrecognizable, just a lump, a featureless swell in her middle. It was only a few minutes more before she was utterly claiming him, packing him onto the soft, matronly body he'd so thoroughly admired before she devoured him.

There was only one thing she said that proved to be a lie. He wasn't just going to her ass. A good boy like him distributed nicely to all of her assets, padding out her belly, thighs, and tits alike along with her juicy butt. He was going to make just as good a trophy as he did a meal, and all because he had no idea the dark forces he'd been summoning with his horniest, innermost urges.