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Day 5 - Eyes

"Shy eyes"

By Patrick D. Lambert

Commissioned by Anox_Raxt92

"What do you mean you still don't have a costume?!"

The claim was very clear. It carried surprise, anger, disappointment, and a subtle threat in between all of it. Well, it was completely fair. He knew about the costume party one month in advance, after "accidentally" getting inside his friend's body and seeing all his memories.

Japts shrugged. Even while the dragon wasn't there, he still felt the weight of his words through the phone. But a coy smile and an apologetic tone wouldn't do the trick. The party was that night, and the space cat spent more time enjoying the crocodile he possessed than planning his costume. Now his host had reached his limit, and Japts had no choice but to leave and seek an alternative.

"You know you need a costume, right? And I don't want a cheap one!" The dragon roared.

Well, that cut out his options drastically. He couldn't just go out and pick any host to fix his little issue. If he presented with a lame costume, the dragon would probably kick him out of there--and out of his host, if the kick was hard enough.

"Hey, I'll come up with something good, okay? When have I let you down?"

He didn't need to be there to feel the scowl his friend was sending from the other end.

"It will be good. You'll see! All my costumes have always been great!"

A moment of silence. Then the heaviest, regretful, full of disappointment sigh Japts had ever heard in his life.

"Just don't bring something stupid, okay?"

"You'll love it. You'll see!"

Both said their goodbyes, and right after Japts put the cell phone down, his bond with the crocodile ended. The reptile passed out on the couch while the space cat jumped out of his brawny body.

A peculiar type of feline, Japts self-described himself as a "space cat". While it was capable of summoning a fully anthropomorphic body, Japts was comfortable in his ethereal form, one that resembled a ghost or a genie coming out of his lamp, with a thin ghostly darkish tail that led to the rest of his body. The muscular appearance was entirely visual, his body being capable of changing at will. What really made his appearance look so unique wasn't the stars-pattern in his fur that resembled the night sky, but how it moved along with him. It was as if Japts served as a rift between dimensions.

He hovered around the living room and passed through the old furniture that decorated it. His green glowing eyes rolled from side to side, trying to come up with an idea. But his brain wasn't in the mood to work along with him. It all happened so abruptly that not even an improvised plan could be cooked up there.

"Think, Japts, think! There must be something I can do," he pleaded to himself. Oh, the misfortune of a trickster. How cruel life was for making him suffer the consequences of his actions.

Yet his brain remained silent. And it stayed like that for around 5 minutes, until the space cat stopped his senseless flight next to the window. From there he had a perfect view of the street, where some neighbors were moving on with their regular Sunday routine.

Japts didn't notice anything special right away. And he was about to move on when his eyes finally caught a little something that set a sparkle of hope in his troubled mind. He couldn't fathom how the idea never crossed his mind, being so obvious and pretty much lying in front of him--more literally than metaphorically.

Perhaps it was his demonic nature. Perhaps the knowledge that his actions would carry future consequences. Or maybe he simply never considered him as an option. But on the other side of the street was the possible answer to his little problem.

Another creature from a different realm living secretly among mortals, the demonic wolf who went by the name of Nyk was mowing the law with a peaceful smile on his face. It was hard, if not impossible, for the normal eye to notice the little details that made the difference.

For the lovely neighbors who greeted him in their walk across the neighborhood, he was another wolf. His dark bluish fur reminiscenced the color of the deep coast, with white stripes on his arms and a large spot of white covering his chest and belly. A bush of dark hair stood out in the middle of his pecs, the same in color as the short messy mane crowning his head. His ears perked whenever someone passed in front of his yard.

The cheerful smile and peaceful attitude hid the little details. Like the scorched spots left on the grass as he walked, or the dim smell of sulfur whenever he was around. Those meaningless details had never been enough to make other people question if there was something wrong with the canine.

Japts, however, recognized what made him special. And at that moment, he had become extra special.

His physical form was not of his liking. Walking was a hassle. And it required him to have direct contact with the ground, which he found incredibly uncomfortable.

"How do they do it every day?" Japts questioned on his walk across the street.

It was different when he was inside a host since it wasn't him the one doing the physical activity. Strange, yes, but that's how it worked for the feline.

Nyk saw him coming before he reached the sidewalk. His big hand waved gently to invite him to get closer.

"What an oddity to see you out, Japts," the wolf said, pretending not to ogle the athletic appearance picked by the feline, visible under the sports clothes he also manifested.

"Oh, you know how things work. You need to stretch your legs now and then."

"It's a strange way to say you got kicked out of your host."

"It happens even to the best, you know?"

Nyk just giggled. The fur from his bare chest was soggy from all the sweat of working under the sun. With a small towel he kept hanging from his shoulder he wiped as much as he could, in what Japts could only describe as an unconscious attempt of seduction.

"Well, as much as I would like to help you, I can't think of someone weak enough to lend his body. Not right now, at least."

"It's fine. I have a couple of victims. One might be a little harder than the other."

"Heh, you're always up for a challenge, right?"

"And not a single one has ever resisted my charms," Japts claimed proudly, his hand held together behind his back.

The cat jumped on the recently mowed grass. It pricked on his beans, and it felt damp and cold, despite the sun being straight above them. He played a playful role, knowing a direct approach would lead to a straight no from the wolf. And while he was indeed proud of his skills, a demon was completely different from a mortal.

Most mortals were easy to possess. Others had a decent, or even strong will, but nothing Japts couldn't break through. Celestials, Ascended, Cosmic, and all the other kinds above mortals required a different kind of work, one Japts hadn't tried at its fullest yet. The cosmic cat did possess some unique creatures in the past, but not demons, who were well known for being tricksters.

"Anyway, do you have plans for tonight?" Japts inquired, kneeling on the grass to pick it up.

"Huh, not that I remember. I was planning to stay at home and watch Netflix, perhaps? Why do you ask?"

"I have a Halloween party. It's a costume party! Thought of inviting you."

He looked down at him. Still not the smallest sight of doubt in those fiery red eyes.

"You know I'm not that social."

"I know, I know. But it's not gonna kill you to go out now and then. You can't rely on Tinder to find dates."

The sly comment put some blush on Nyk's cheeks. He looked away, but it was already late, as Japts had caught a glimpse of his embarrassment.

"That's none of your business!"

"I'm just saying."

Good. Shame was good. Those types of feelings weaken the victim's sanity. Even higher beings were afflicted by those changes if they interacted long enough with mortals, as Japts knew firsthand. So he took his opportunity to push forward. A direct assault on a male already ashamed after a long history of bad dates.

"C'mon. You might find someone cute. A cute little vixen. Or perhaps a beefy dragon? A lot of people are going tonight."

Japts stood before him while he was trying to push the lawnmower back to the garage.

"I remember you have a soft spot for nerds. You might find one there."

"Wha-?" Another gasp, another dent in his sanity. Despite his demonic nature, Nyk rarely fell to his dark impulses, looking among mortals a peaceful and humble life. Japts knew the right buttons to press. "What are you saying?"

"Don't deny it. I remember that last party we went to together. You were all over that skinny doberman obsessed with D&D."

"It was an interesting topic!" Nyk evaded the subject, pushing forward to move Japts aside.

"Yeah, sure. That's why you looked all flustered around it. You two literally spent the evening together."

Nyk shrugged. He stopped pushing the lawnmower, already tangled in the memory. A shy smile came to life in his ferocious-looking maw.

"He was so cute, right?" The wolf finally admitted. "Fuck, I didn't even care he wasn't into dudes."

"You two are still talking?"

"Yeah!" His reply came out almost as a scream. "Not very often, he works a lot. But yes, we talked on Discord about his campaign. It's going pretty well."

"You might find someone like him at the party. A shy little nerd completely out of his zone, too scared to interact with someone."

And that's where the trick began. With the lawnmower still dividing them, Japts leaned forward and looked straight into Nyk's eyes. A dim glow came from his emerald eyes, one hidden under the wolf's embarrassment, who was still thinking about a beautiful memory.

"I remember you said his eyes were cute, right? He looked... you said, scared?"

"... y-yeah, why did you bri-?" Nyk continued, but Japts quickly interrupted his question.

"Scared, yes. In need of protection. And you were there. His knight in shiny armor. You would love to repeat that sensation, right? A shy, scared nerd, standing in the corner. Maybe he's wearing glasses. And a tiny red bow tie."

"I... I love those bow ties."

"I know you do. And he's looking around, trying to find a way out of there that wouldn't attract the attention. And that's when you arrive. Just in time to stop him from leaving. He looks at you, maybe from this same distance. He's smaller. Weaker. He needs your protection but he doesn't know it yet."

"N-no..."

The glow intensified. Just a bit. Not enough to get Nyk's attention. But just enough to pierce a little more through his defenses.

"And he's intimidated by your bearing. A brawny wolf with vicious fangs and ferocious bloody eyes. He's trembling. He's terrified. But that's when you speak. A gentle hello, followed by that cheeky smile you always put. You know the one. The one that says everything is fine."

Still looking into his eyes, the wolf's lips twitched and twisted as the suggested smile came to life. Slowly. Steady. Without his knowledge. It's a nervous one, poorly hidden under the charming touch he always put on each smile. The tone that says he's not a bad wolf.

"And he's looking you in the eyes, scared, but not that much. Not anymore. Because your voice is gentle. Soft. Welcoming. He relaxes his arms and tries to return the smile. Maybe you see him wipe a tear from his cheek. Maybe he giggles after that. And he manages to look away. But just a moment. Only for an instant. He relaxes a little more and looks up at you again. And that's when you ask..."

"... is everything ok?" Nyk replied, unsure of his answer. But a soft fist bump of approval from Japts told him it was fine.

"Yeah, you'll ask that. And he'll hesitate. He still doesn't know what to say. But he knows you're not a bad guy. You might look like a bad guy. But you aren't. You're good. You're worried about him. And he has this grateful look in his eyes, the one that says 'Oh god, I'm glad you came but I can't say it right now without looking desperate'. And you'll giggle. You'll giggle while looking into his eyes."

And Nyk giggled. It was a quiet giggle. A meaningless one. A giggle he mistook as a reaction to Japts' joke. Yes. That was it. That was it and nothing else.

"But he'll say it's fine. He doesn't want you to worry more than what you are. Because you are. You truly care about him. He's alone and no one's talking to him. You don't want him to be alone, right?"

"No..."

"No. So you truly care. And you make sure to express that worry while looking into his eyes. You keep looking into his eyes. Those big, scared, puppy eyes that have a small gleam of hope growing on them now that you're there with him."

The glow became stronger. But it's the spark of hope Japts mentioned. Yes, it is. So Nyk didn't question it. He kept looking at it.

"And he'll ask you what's your name. And you will say..."

"I'm Nyk..."

"Right, right. And then he'll say his name. And together you'll leave the living room. You'll walk away without knowing. You'll drag your paws away from the people. From the noise. To find a place a little more private. Peaceful. Quiet. Secluded. But you don't notice it. You're just acting by sheer instinct."

The lawnmower stayed behind. Cat and wolf dragged their paws to Nyk's house. Their eyes fixated on each other. A shy smile on one of them, a devious one on the other.

"You two start talking about your interests. He says he likes board games, and sci-fi movies, and has a degree in physics. And you'll be amazed. You will be sincerely amazed by it. All of it while looking into his eyes. Those cute, nerdy eyes, with a lovely green glow of hope and joy."

The cat opened the door with care. They got in. Japts put his hands on Nyk's chest. Nyk closed the door with his paw. Japts changed his appearance, he looked weaker in Nyk's eyes. Nyk sighed happily, tempted to put a hand over the feline.

"And you two will be alone. Together. Staring into each other's eyes. Happy. Relaxed. Safe. And you'll be so excited. But also scared. You don't want to move forward. You don't wanna force anything. But he's already moving closer. Touching you. Feeling you. Making you feel special. Like his hero. That's what you are. His hero. You can see it in his eyes. He's happy that you came. And you want to keep seeing that hope and joy emanating from his eyes. From his lovely, lovely green glowing eyes."

The cat changed his appearance again, but only his leg. He went back to the ethereal form. And while he did so, he moved closer and closer to Nyk's maw. The wolf blushed. The cat had his hands already on his cheeks, pulling him down. Closer and closer.

"Japts... what are you doing?" He asked after feeling his warm breath next to his lips.

"Shhh. It's what he wants. He's happy. And so you are. He's relaxed. And so you are. He's looking into your eyes. And so you are. You look into his eyes. More and more. There is no fear anymore. Only hope and joy. And you wanna keep looking at it. You wanna keep looking into his eyes. Embrace. Sink in. Submit. Don't look away. Look at my eyes. Keep looking. Keep smiling. Keep sinking. More and more."

"More... and more..."

"More and more."

"More... and more..."

"Sink. Submit."

"Embrace..."

"And don't look away."

The glow from Japts' eyes swallowed everything around him until even the space cat disappeared from his view. But the kiss Nyk expected never came. Instead, the feline turned into a darkish fog that entered through his mouth and spread across the canine's body, taking over everything. His limbs. His organs. His mind. His memory. His will.

Locked in a fantasy, the demon wolf was oblivious to how the space cat took control of him. Trapped in the glow from Japts' eyes, Nyk ignored how his body changed to fuse with the feline. He ignored the muscles growing, and the fur changing color to adopt the same star pattern. He didn't perceive the extra inches he gained on everything. Trapped in the fantasy, he never experienced the lust that followed his transformation. That was a pleasure only Japts enjoyed.

Pants and underwear tore apart from the bigger beast he had become. His cock got hard in mere seconds, and so sensitive that the slightest touch was enough to make him moan. He fell on his fours and growled, tempted to do so many things for the pleasure of taking over a demon. It was so strong. So intense. So... so...

"Gooooooood."

The ground trembled from the stomp after he got up. He went to the living room and sat on the biggest couch Nyk had. While his left hand called a number on the cell phone, the right one started to work on his throbbing cock.

It rang once... twice... then someone answered the video call. A reddish dragon gasped, his hand almost dropped the cellphone where a massive stud appeared on the screen jerking off furiously. His growls and huffs and moans were enough to turn him on, but in case that wasn't enough, his fat cock covered in pre would do the trick. He jerked off with such an intensity it could've very well been taken as desperation. Perhaps because the wolf was desperate, a victim of a lust so intense only demons could endure.

"Well... isn't this a convincing outfit?" The canine asked, his tongue hanging from one side of his maw.

The fingers squeezed the tip hard. It got a short howl out of it. The pleasure was already running through his body in quick and strong waves.

"Japts?!" The dragon replied, eyes wide open. "W-wait... how did you-?"

"Let's say I always have a card up my sleeve."

His climax didn't make itself wait. The pleasure was so intense that Japts couldn't last more than 5 minutes. A howl announced an orgasm on which he painted himself in thick ropes of whitish cum, leaving his friend frozen and horny. Demonic lust was no joke, as the space cat not only was on the verge of passing out but also losing control over his host.

And he knew it wasn't over. Because he still had stamina. And his lust only got worse when the orgasm came to an end. A voice inside him told him to continue. The dark, demonic impulses Nyk ignored for so long, finally pleased to be heard by a worthy master. The throbbing cock didn't lose its vigor, it only got more sensitive. So he kept going, looking for a second round.

"Tell everyone to strengthen the bonds with their hosts. We'll be having the best Halloween party of our lives. Oh, and you better get me a nerd... I'm sure someone's gonna make me pay if I don't get him a date."

Japts ended the call and threw the cell phone behind. There was still time before the party, and he wanted to know more about his new host. But that could wait. The cock trapped in his hand was still asking for more. And judging by how big the first load was, it was clear the original owner had not given it any attention for a long time.

He was already feeling the second climax building up... that maddening tingle at the top of his sensitive cock.

"The two of us are gonna spend a long time together, Nyk. Don't worry, we'll get used to each other before you know it.