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Krystal sat in her room, gently stroking her dick, pulling down the blue furry sheath to expose the hot pink head. The new addition to her anatomy required very high maintenance. If she was even the least slightly aroused, she had to drop everything and rub one out, sometimes more. She couldn't think straight when sexually aroused; as a result, Krystal couldn't check up on activity in her lair through her looking glass unless she wanted to be or was already aroused.

It's hard to imagine the mundanity of her life was broken only a month ago. She was researching a strange book she found in an old library on Sauria. Neither General Scales nor any of his minions had the ability to use magic, and the book was long forgotten deep in the bowels of their empire's archives.

After the Sharpclaw empire's collapse, Krystal went to their capital to raid the archives. It was an expansive library; the top floor alone housed thousands upon thousands of books. In the back of the archive room, Krystal found a door locked with a magical force, which was easily dispelled by her staff. Behind it, she found a simple spiral staircase that descended deep into the mountainside. In an excursion that lasted for several weeks, she descended the spiral staircase, the first person to do so in who knows how long. Each new library of books she uncovered detailed more about the history of Sauria; empires, kingdoms and reigns that were lost to time. Races that rose and fell into extinction. Wars more bloody and violent than the last.

The history of all of Sauria under the watch of countless Sharpclaw generations was in these archives! The further back she went in time, the Sharpclaw were devolving. Some ages, they were almost primitive, warmongering savages, and others, they were peaceful enforcers. It was hard to believe these reptiles were once considered the peace loving race on Sauria. Every several floors, there was a noticeable, repeating Dark Age. The Sharpclaw rediscovered electricity, engineering, and flight several times in their existence, with events leading up to the Dark Ages looking eerily similar to the events that happened during General Scales's regime. Krystal wanted to turn back. The information here alone was worth more than she could imagine! But of course, there was no civilization yet established on Sauria that would realize the true value of this archive, and it was doubtful Corneria's historians would be as interested in another planet's history as their own, especially a planet whose existence was unknown to the Cornerians until only recently, and only to the top brass. And curiosity beckoned to her with its siren call. She had to go down to its deepest levels, to the very genesis of the Sharpclaw civilization!

Krystal stepped foot at the very bottom of the spiral staircase. Finally, after an hour long trek from the main level and nearly two months of exploring the shelves of literature, she reached the bottom. It was quiet and muffled down here, a stark contrast to the cavernous libraries over her head, where the sound of a pin dropping echoed for a minute. Everything sounded muffled here, as if she was standing in a room lined with wool.

Casting a light spell with her staff, Krystal illuminated the room. It was small and simple, but felt even more ominous than the rooms above with bloodstained and scorched books detailing a lost history of Sauria. The walls and floors of this room were an ebony black with a violet and crimson web like pattern. Before her, there was a pedestal modeled like a dragon's head with a large black leather-bound book in its mouth. Krystal jumped back, thinking at first the pedestal was real, but then slowly gained the courage to approach it. If the floors above described the earliest history of Sauria, then this by comparison felt like it predated the Big Bang!

With great trepidation, Krystal opened up the book. The grammatical structure, the wording, and the stanzas that bound it all together meant Krystal struck gold. This was a spellbook!

Her hands trembling, Krystal began to read the book. She whispered the words, which she understood, but didn't understand the meaning of the words at this point. The language changed so much over the millennia, the words might have not held the same meaning when this was written. When she completed the final stanza, the staff in her hand lit up even brighter. It shot out a beam of red energy two feet in front of Krystal, which made her jump back in surprise and drop the staff like it just burned her. The staff, however, just hung there in midair, as if still in her grip. A shadowy figure developed in the energy pooling on the ground in front of her. Krystal took a step back, now cornered by the energy and the figure forming in it. In her eagerness, she completely forgot to think of a contingency plan in case she was actually able to cast magic with the spell book! Great, her one slip in logic would be her undoing!

When the strange figure grew to roughly the same size of Krystal, the energy pool dissipated, and the staff fell to the ground, now inactive. The figure had pitch black skin that glistened like latex. The creature had signs of both male and female traits based on the twin lady lumps on its chest and the thick cock between its legs. It was hard to tell if its latex-like skin was really clothing or a tight suit.

"Who awakened me?" it asked. It had a high pitched voice like a girl, but Krystal still couldn't identify its gender. It looked around in the darkness for who awakened it. Krystal shrunk into a corner, hoping that it didn't have night vision.

Unfortunately for her, it did. The creature rushed her and pinned her up against the wall.

"I guess you're the one I should thank for releasing me." It said.

"Wh-what are you? What are you going to do to me?" Krystal asked.

"It's been many millennia since I've been sealed away. This body is no longer useful for magic. Yours however..." it sniffed at her. "Your body possesses incredible wells of magic. Deeper than I have ever sensed. You would make a great vessel."

Fear suddenly gripped at Krystal. She read about demonic possessions before. The process destroyed the original soul when the demon's soul made the transition. She didn't know how to resist such an attack.

"EEP!" Krystal yelped when she felt a hand reach down and grope at her between her legs. It was pushing the fabric of her loincloth against her fur-lined pussy.

"Stop that! Stop touching me!" she protested, trying to push out of the demon's grip. It was far too strong, however, and it pushed her up against the wall, supported almost only by the grip it had on her crotch.

"Huuuhhh... aaahhhh!" Krystal moaned loudly. The fabric was pushing into her slit. She moved to punch the demon in the face, but a powerful invisible force pinned her head, arms and legs up against the wall.

"You're being difficult. Even with the limited amount of power I have left, I can still easily overpower you." The demon announced triumphantly. "Resistance is futile!"

The demon grabbed her bra and loincloth and ripped them off her body. It ran its hands across her white stomach and down to her nether region. Krystal couldn't do nothing but watch and squeak as the demon pushed its index and middle finger up past her pussy lips. Krystal screamed and tried to kick her legs around, but couldn't due to the magical force pinning her against the wall. The fingers felt like they were extending to reach deeper into her cervix.

"Hhnnghhh!" Krystal began breathing heavily. The digits were digging against her G-spot, which made her quickly run out of breath from all her gasping and moaning. Her senses were dulled as she was forced over the edge. She squirted pussy juices all over the demon's hand. It pulled its fingers out of her slit and licked off the sweet pussy juices.

"Mmm, you taste like one of the sex slaves." The demon mused. "It's impressive how someone from the slave clan could house so much magical power. It really has been a long time since I was imprisoned." The demon spread Krystal's legs open wider and got down to its knees. It opened its mouth wide and closed down on her crotch. It slipped its tongue into her slit, which caused Krystal to thrash around violently.

"HUUUHHH! AAHHHHH!" The tongue was very hot, slick, long, and flexible. It was like a large tentacle squirming around, trying to dig deep into the core of her body. The tongue filled up Krystal's insides and swirled around in wide circles. Her hips gyrated with the movements of the tongue inside her. The pleasure was so intense it was uncomfortable, and she was torn between trying in vain to get it out of her, or letting it violate her until she died from sheer bliss.

When she came, the demon held her hips in place as it drank her sweet vaginal juices spilling out of her fox hole. When it drew its tongue out, Krystal felt very empty and cold, and for a moment, she wanted to have the tongue back inside her.

"I love taking a drink straight from the tap." The demon said. "And it looks like you enjoyed that."

Krystal was trembling and tried to raise her head. She was limp in the magical binding from two consecutive orgasms. The demon's cock, as she could see in the dim light, was fully erect. She had almost no energy left to fight, and was almost resigned to her fate. The demon lifted its magical bindings from her, since she was beyond resisting now.

The demon spread her legs far apart and prodded the entrance to her womanhood with its cock.

"Once I cum." It growled. "It will be the end for you."

Krystal grunted as the cock slid smoothly into her pussy. The demon intentionally used force, trying to make Krystal feel violated by its dick. Its cock had a very defined head and shaft and felt almost frictionless. It thrust into her effortlessly, and caused Krystal to grunt in pain as it rammed against the back of her cervix. She wanted him to be done with it and hoped the possession process was quick and painless.

The demon lifted her up so she was being held up only by its cock. It bounced Krystal around on its cock, using only the force from its thrusts. Tears were streaming down her face as she wanted this to just end. The demon was intentionally causing her pain and humiliation. The bastard!

A knot formed at the base of the demon's shaft. When Krystal came down again, she was impaled on the knot, causing her to cry out in pain. The knot was twice the girth as the main shaft and spread her pussy lips so far apart she felt like she was going to tear in half. Once she was on its knot, the demon stopped thrusting and grabbed her by her ass. It rolled her back and forth on the knot, which for once in this brutal rape actually felt good to Krystal. Regardless, she didn't want to feel good by this demon.

"Your pussy loves my cock." The demon growled. "It clenches me so tightly, as if it wants to be one with me." It grunted and gasped as it was preparing to shoot its sinful load into her womb. Krystal whimpered as the muscles in the dick pulsed and throbbed. The demon finally came deep into her body, and the instant its sperm splashed around inside her, she felt something entering her body. It was similar to the magical force she felt when she was casting a spell, but it felt darker, colder. Was this the spirit of the demon entering her body? The force pressed into her soul, and she had this strange sensation as if the demon was trying to push something out of her. It was tied very intimately with the deep pool of magic in her body. There was an intense pressure in her mind as the two powers fought each other for domination.

"You're very powerful, but resistance is useless!" the demon growled. Krystal was surprised to find herself able to resist the demonic possession. She could feel the two powers in her body duking it out, trying to overwhelm the other. The demon's body collapsed and disintegrated into a pile of ashes. Now everything the demon was was inside Krystal, trying in a do or die effort to assume control of her body.

"Go ahead and give up." The demon's voice echoed in her head. "The more you resist, the more painful this transition is going to be."

Krystal was confused. She wasn't providing any resistance. In fact, how was she supposed to resist? The demon's soul was exerting more energy now. Krystal could feel something in her body changing. She screamed in pain as her crotch burned with white hot pain. Her clitoris started growing out and expanding, reshaping itself to become a penis!

"I said GIVE UP!" the demon shouted.

"I'm not resisting!" Krystal pointed out.

"You're not? Oh... shit." The demon's soul fought harder, but the magical force and Krystal's soul was slowly overpowering it.

"NO! I CAN'T BE DESTROYED! AUUUUUUGHHH!" the demon's soul was consumed and merged with Krystal's soul. She screamed as her body and mind felt like they were on fire. The pain was so intense she nearly passed out. It went on for who knows how long. Finally, the pain subsided, and Krystal's body relaxed.

"Heh heh heh." She chuckled. "I guess I was a little too strong for him. I didn't think my magical power was actually that strong. Serves him right for thinking he could possess my body."

Krystal slowly got to her feet and gathered together her bra and loincloth that the demon ripped off. She cast a spell to mend the fabric back together. When she went to put the loincloth back on, she examined the new appendage she grew during the struggle. The dick was very long, maybe 5 or 6 inches in length, and that was just when she was limp.

"Hmm, sex slaves..." she muttered, thinking about what the demon said about her. That was just insulting, being called one of the slave clan. Just because she was so damn attractive didn't warrant that comment. Ah well, at least he paid for it with his life. Still, the idea of a harem was excellent. Her knowledge of the universe was expanding at a rapid pace, and with her Godlike magical powers, she didn't have to worry about food or shelter. She was pretty much set for life. Why not a harem?

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Krystal came hard all over her mirror, once again staining it with her thick gooey spunk. She adjusted her loincloth back into place and reached out with her mind to Zelda.

"Zelda, I think it's time we revisited your world."