The Changer of Ways
Aheh... well... I felt like writing a strange TF orgy thing.
So I did.
And this is it.
Not much else to this one, sad and/or glad to say >_>
(Contains: CTF, merging, lots of forced transformations, oviposition and lots of sex)
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The battle came to an end at topmost reaches of the vile temple, under the lightless shadow of a full solar eclipse.
Terrin Sandar smiled. The nettlesome paladin and his friends had broken the ranks of his undead army and banished countless minor demons back into the abyss ... but they had not won soon enough. In the time it had taken them to reach the pinnacle of the desecrated temple, Terrin had managed to complete almost all of his Grand Summoning. The nether portal was alive behind him, pulsing and growing with the rhythm of a heartbeat. All that remained was to call forth his patron demon, and enjoy the fathomless rewards which were his rightful due...
Of course, Terrin thought, seeing the look of utter horror now dawning on Aleph Briarson's face was quite a reward all by itself. The lengths to which the crusading paladin had gone to stop him from finishing his ritual were downright obsessive.
"Terrin! Stop this madness, before it is too late!" Aleph shouted over the gathering storm of unreal energies, clutching his holy avenger tight. Behind the brave paladin, his fellow adventurers trembled with barely contained fear. "You'll doom us all!"
"I know!" Terrin shouted, laughing. "Now enough, paladin... you have lost! You weak, stupid, foolish, moralizing coward... you have lost!" he gloated, drumming his fingers along the white bone of his staff's shaft. Behind the warlock, reality was melting into glowing darkness as the nether portal began to open, obscuring his furiously gesticulating, black-cloaked form. "Xact'lictalyathuzar! Lord of Murder and Madness, Herald of Death, King of all Demons! I call you forth!"
Sound and light fled the air as bolts of black electricity struck the portal from the cloudless sky, and a blinding burst of energy exploded outward from the portal.
Following the blast was a billowing, heavy cloud of utter darkness. The shadowy, smoky cloud grew larger and whipped together into a massive, roughly bipedal shape as it blew towards where Terrin and his forced had gathered, utterly disintegrating a squad of skeletal warriors and making several of Terrin's black-robed acolytes scatter in fear.
"WHO CALLS ME TO THIS WORLD..." the billowing cloud said, in a voice that shook the earth and sky. As it surged forward, the shadowy, unreal shape coalesced into something reality could contain...
Inky darkness crackled outward from the cloud like bolts of forked lightning, forming five dark limbs and a hellish maw. The darkness quickly coalesced into a beast resembling a black-scaled crocodile as it became more real. The demonic creature had a spiky shell on his back and a head crowned with two massive curled horns; six gleaming-red eyes blinked in unison as it drew in a breath, revealing a muzzle full of jagged, vicious teeth. The monster stood nearly twelve feet from snout-to-tail, seemingly sculpted from black-scaled, rock-solid muscle. Long-claws hung from its hands and incandescent wisps of black fire blew from its snout as it exhaled...
"Behold! The new master of your world! Behold, the king of demons..." Terrin shouted as he turned around, giddy with triumph. "Behold! Xact..." the warlock began to say, his jaw falling as his voice died in his throat...
Terrin's eyes fixed on the crocodilian demon, and then slowly scaled the immense distance toward its head. He did not recognize the creature, which resembled a living abattoir more than his shadowy patron. "Who... are you?" he asked, in a very small voice.
"AHAHAHAHA!" the crocodile demon bellowed with laughter that made the very air shake, before craning his neck down to look at Terrin. The warlock quivered with fear as the demon's six eyes met his, and the fel beast addressed him directly. "MORTAL... I *AM* XACT'LICTALYATHUZAR! CHANGER OF WAYS, LORD OF LUST, RULER OF THE NINETY-NINTH PIT OF THE ABYSS. *YOU* CALLED ME FORTH... BUT PERHAPS YOU MEANT TO SUMMON MY BROTHER?"
"Oh no, no, no... no! I can't lose now; I did everything right!" Terrin cried, taking shaky steps away from the black-scaled demon. Terrin drew himself up and brought his staff up into the air, though his whole body shook with utter terror. "Demon! I banish you by the..."
"NO," the crocodilian demon commanded, lazily waving one clawed hand in Terrin's general direction.
The warlock's bone staff abruptly exploded into thousands of small white fragments, which turned black as they arced through the air. Before any hit the ground, the blackened fragments sprouted wings and began to fly away as a swarm of flies.
"FOOL. YOU KNOW *NOTHING* OF REAL MAGIC..." the crocodile said, walking forward with steps that shook the temple's stone summit.
Terrin squeezed his fingers together between the space where his staff used to be, trying to disbelieve what had happened even as one of the newly-animate flies landed on his nose. In front of him, Aleph Briarson's comrades were slowly backing away, while the paladin- against all reason- began to step *towards* the demon lord...
"Demon," the human paladin began, staring up into the hellish creature's gleaming eyes. Aleph blinked as his eyes watered from the intense light, but his voice held firm. "You shall not have this world. You cannot; I will not let you," the paladin said, holding his shield straight and his sword high. "Return from whence you came!"
Terrin almost wanted to laugh; he doubted the paladin and his friends would be more than a distraction to a demon lord. But the creature stopped its advance, actually deigning to address the human.
"DO NOT WORRY, MORTAL," the demon boomed, smiling at the assembled mortals with his snaggle-toothed maw. "YOU ARE CORRECT, THOUGH NOT FOR THE REASON YOU THINK. I DO NOT FEAR YOU OR YOUR BORROWED POWER, SHINING ONE. BUT THIS PATHETIC CREATURE," the demon said, gesturing toward the cowering form of Terrin with one clawed hand, "HAS BEEN TRICKED. THE NETHER PORTAL HE CREATED IS FLAWED, AND SHALL UNRAVEL VERY SOON."
"What!?" Terrin exclaimed breathlessly. Somewhere behind Aleph, one of the female adventurers- a cleric, by the symbols on her silvered platemail- actually laughed.
"YES," the reptilian beast said, laughing again. "MY YOUNGER BROTHER IS A LESSER DEMON... HE ENJOYS PLAYING THESE GAMES WITH POWER-HUNGRY MORTALS. HE PRETENDS TO BE A DEMON KING, THEN FEEDS ON THE FEARS AND INSECURITY OF HIS CHOSEN PAWN... GRANTS THEM MINOR BOONS OF DARKNESS... OFFERS THEM POWER BEYOND MEASURE IF THEY SELL THEIR WORLD TO HIM... AND PROVIDES *MY* NAME!" the demon shouted, laughter turning to terrible anger in a flash of inhuman emotion. "AGAIN AND AGAIN, I AM PLUCKED FROM MY INFERNAL REALM BY THE MORTAL FOOLS HE TRICKS!"
Black clouds began to coalesce in the sky above as the demon's rage built, until Xact'lictalyathuzar slammed one of his taloned feet into the ground. The temple shuddered as the stone under him shattered like ice, though wisps of black fire crackled to life and held the shattered masonry together in a mockery of normal construction...
"NO MORE! I TIRE OF SLAUGHTERING THE PAWNS HE TRICKS! I AM GOING TO TEACH YOU *BOTH* A LESSON ABOUT MEDDLING IN THE AFFAIRS OF AN ABYSSAL LORD!" the fel reptile roared. Xact'lictalyathuzar snatched Terrin up in his claws as the warlock tried to balance on the broken stone underfoot, lifting him up to his cavernous maw as though he was weightless. "MORTAL... TELL ME... WHAT DID MY BROTHER PROMISE YOU?"
Terrin Sandar shook with utter terror as his legs dangled under him, held fast in one of the crocodile's immense hands. He looked from the beast's hellish eyes to its drooling maw and back again, whimpering with fear as he tried to stammer out a response. "M-my l-lord, I w-was promised d-demonhood and d-d-dominion over t-this p-part of the world... p-please! F-forgive me m-my p-pride! I was..."
"QUIET! I DO NOT OFFER ABSOLUTION, MORTAL," the demon spat, but his anger quickly changed back into inhumanly-giddy amusement. "BUT I WILL GRANT YOU YOUR 'REWARD'! YOU SEEK DEMONHOOD? THEN YOU SHALL RECEIVE IT!"
"Wait! Please, m-my lord, no! I beseech you! I- arck!" Terrin cried out, as the demon leaned forward and breathed a burning cloud of black vapor over him...
The warlock's black robe quickly disintegrated, leaving him naked and squirming in the crocodile's crushing grip. Terrin coughed as he breathed in the oily, foul-tasting smoke wafting over his face, and his body began to shiver- though not from cold. Xact'lictalyathuzar radiated unnatural warmth, and it was feeling this fel warmth against his bare skin that made Terrin shudder.
"HEH, HEH, HEH... *YOU* THOUGHT YOURSELF WORTHY OF A DEMON LORD'S ATTENTION?" Xact'lictalyathuzar hissed, broad, spiky tail flicking energetically behind him as he held the tremulous warlock aloft. Terrin weakly shook his head, continuing to cough as unnatural heat seeped into his body. "AND NOW YOU DENY IT? MORTAL, I HEARD YOUR EVERY WORD FROM BEYOND THE VEIL."
Coughing between wordless cries for help, Terrin began to feel warmer and warmer as the demon held him, until his whole body was ablaze with the fel heat. Small black fires erupted on his body, burning away his hair and leaving his skin as dark as coal. The warlock's eyes frantically scanned the temple around him as the corrupting energy flowed over him, looking for anything or anyone who could help. A handful of his acolytes remained, but none would meet his eyes or cease their quiet, desperate prayers for mercy. Aleph Briarson still stood his ground, but the paladin's eyes were filled only with righteous fury and the adventurers he had brought with him looked like they were waiting for an opportune moment to run away.
Xact'lictalyathuzar adjusted his grip, holding Terrin lower. The warlock heard a wet pop under him and looked down, only to see the tip of the demon's massive member pushing out from a scaled slit between his legs. Eyes wide and jaw slack with shock, Terrin could only watch as the titanic demoncock pushed out from the crocodile's crotch, accompanied by a gush of black, oily fluids...
The inhuman penis grew erect in seconds. It was easily longer than Terrin's forearm and hand put together and just as thick, though it lacked a discernable head. Terrin thought he could see ridges flaring up along the length of the massive demonshaft as it began to drip with oily preseed, but the shocked warlock looked away, trying to deny the horror building in his heart. "M-master... p-please d-don't..." he whined, squirming in the demon lord's claws.
Terrin felt Xact'lictalyathuzar's hot breath across the back of his neck as the demon laughed, turning the warlock around in the air and bringing him lower. "QUIT YOUR PATHETIC MEWLING, MORTAL! IT IS TIME TO SERVE YOUR MASTER!" the demon shouted gleefully, slamming Terrin down onto his massive length...
"A-Ah-hngh!" Terrin cried out as he was pulled down, at first in horror. But as he was forced down onto the demon's rock-hard erection, he felt his anus mercifully, painlessly part around the head of the demon's cock. The warlock felt his body slide down the slick length until he was completely hilted, rear pressed firm against the crocodile's hot, scaly crotch...
Shocked, Terrin sucked in a few desperate breaths as he felt every inch of his poor anal passage twitch around the member filling his body. "Hnnghh... nmmh... unk!" the warlock moaned, confused and relieved in equal measure. The demoncock *burned* inside his body, but like the fires that had darkened his skin there was no pain, only heat. Heat, and *pleasure*...
Terrin moaned as the crocodile demon's cock throbbed inside his ass, filling his insides up with more of the corrupting, burning feeling. His own penis filled with blood and surged to erection in a single involuntary twitch, quickly turning as black as the rest of his skin. Above him, the crocodile demon hissed with his own pleasure, rocking the impaled human's body back and forth on his member almost playfully...
Weak with unnatural pleasure, Terrin could do little but moan as his anal muscles spasmed relentlessly around the thick pole of demonflesh dominating his innards. Xact'lictalyathuzar's cock shot more and more hot, oily demon-pre into his body, each gush of tainted fluid serving to heighten the perverse pleasure flowing through him. Terrin felt the blood boil in his veins and his muscles turn as hot and weak as fresh tar as the orgasmic corruption spread deeper and further inside him. Thoughtless from the unnatural lust flowing through him, warlock reached down and began to shamelessly stroke his own penis, which was now as black and shiny as the demonhood buried inside him...
Masturbating in full view of the shocked paladin and his retinue, Terrin smiled shakily. He could feel the fel transformation come over him in increasingly strong waves as the demon lord's cock throbbed inside his ass. The warlock laughed and embraced the sickly strong pleasure, feeling it pour into his mind and seep into his very bones. Maybe when Xact'lictalyathuzar was done with him, he would get to see the monster tear Aleph and his rag-tag band apart after all. In the back of his pleasure-saturated mind, Terrin wondered what sort of demon he was going to be...
The warlock's muscles soon felt so weak he could hardly stroke himself, but the fact didn't trouble him much. Terrin felt his body slink forward as his strength melted away, hardly noticing the slick sheen his black skin was taking on. Even when his hands stuck to his cock and his whole body shivered with pleasure, the warlock could only moan and shudder with ecstasy...
"Gods above... what evil are you doing to him!?" Aleph breathed, breaking Terrin's reverie for a moment.
Xact'lictalyathuzar laughed with cruel pleasure before he addressed the paladin, stroking the warlock's back with the back of his scaly hand. "THIS FOOLISH WARLOCK SOUGHT DEMONHOOD. I AM GRANTING HIM HIS WISH; HE SHALL BECOME MINE!" the crocodile demon boomed, before placing one of his immense hands on Terrin's arms and belly and *squeezing* them all together...
Terrin gasped breathlessly as the demon's grip crushed his arms down into his chest, leaving as his upper body limbless and smooth. It was only when the warlock looked down at his slick, black body that he realized what the demon lord meant by his cryptic promise...
"No..." the warlock whispered, gazing down at his shaftless crotch with alarm. "N-no! M-my lord, l-let me s-serve you s-some other w-" he tried to protest.
"MORTAL... YOU SOUGHT THIS FATE, NOW EMBRACE IT!" the demon growled, lustfully wrapping his clawed, scaly hand around Terrin's upper body, giving it a slow, sensual stroke.
Terrin's thoughts were blasted from his mind by an explosion of pleasure that ran through his body, straight from his ass up into his head. The former warlock groaned as fiery heat surged up into him from his lower body and the transformation began to accelerate, making his legs shrivel and shrink. As they did, his armless upper body slunk down even further between Xact'lictalyathuzar's stocky legs, the last of his bones dissolving into demonflesh. Another stroke from the demon lord's scaly hand made Terrin shudder and scream with wordless pleasure; his whole body felt like a conduit for corrupted bliss...
The merging of man and demon quickened with each of Xact'lictalyathuzar's strokes. Terrin felt himself rise back up into the air, held aloft not by his own strength but the burning ichor now flowing through his body. He felt the back of his increasingly-tubular form sink down into Xact'lictalyathuzar's slit. The taut, swollen lips of the male demon's slit parted around his body with a loud slurp as he merged with the crocodile's sex. Terrin tried to protest through the storm of pleasure wrecking havoc on his conscious mind, but even when he managed to attempt speech his words were slurred beyond recognition and accompanied by gushes of salty, thick demon-pre that welled up from his throat...
Terrin could only cry out unintelligible moans between the gurgling gushes of inky preseed erupting from his mouth. The former warlock's slick, black face swelled up, quickly absorbing his ears and nose as his lips sealed together. His mouth fill with burning, salty, demonic preseed he couldn't spit out until a vertical opening parted his face where his lips used to be. As preseed gushed forth from his new slit, Terrin wanted to cry out for help, invoke the name of every god he knew, but his very will had left him. His vile transformation into a demon's cock was nearly complete; his every nerve was afire with sexual pleasure, and there was nothing he could do but give in to it...
Xact'lictalyathuzar cackled with laugher and stroked Terrin's body faster and faster, holding the former human's shaft-body aloft with one hand while his other pulled the cock creature's slick skin up and down his throbbing head. Terrin felt his whole phallic body *throb* with the heat of unalloyed lust. He could *feel* how swollen his reptilian master's internal sack was with corrupting seed; the need to cum began to overwhelm all his other thoughts. The cock-to-be knew he was giving in- knew that his failure was going to doom him to be a demon's member for all eternity- but he couldn't stop himself. The stiffness, the heat was unbearable; he *needed* the climax. Terrin opened his lips and let preseed drool from his slit as he felt his throat fill with cum, enraptured by the vile pleasure...
Overwhelming, corrupted pleasure through Terrin as the newly-merged member filled with hot cum, shooting straight through his simple anatomy like a ballista bolt. What little of his humanity held out until that moment vanished in seconds. The warlock gurgled in mindless bliss as his eyelids shrank away and bumpy ridges pushed out all along his tubular form. Pleasure shot through his now-lidless eyes as they turned red and his irises shrank to reptilian slits, and his tongue dissolved into nothingness. Terrin felt his slit flex open as he finally climaxed, spewing forth buckets of thick, black demonseed as he came again and again. The demoncock saw each spray of oil-black cum arc from his slit as his body pulsed and came with all-consuming pleasure, now nothing more than a throbbing demoncock.
"AHHHH-UNGH! BEHOLD... MORTALS... MY VENGEANCE..!" Xact'lictalyathuzar roared as he orgasmed, continuing to stroke the still-cumming Terrin. The former warlock's world was nothing but the climax, his petty ambitions and bitter pride replaced by simple sexual instinct...
The adventurers fled from the geyser of demonseed fired towards them in utter panic. Most of them managed to scatter far enough, but the cleric of their number tripped on a shattered tile and fell to the ground.
Terrin saw the female cleric try to scramble to her feet, but her platemail made her movements too slow. The demon-cock felt his body stiffen and give a massive throb as the sight stoked the fires of his depraved sexuality; his slit flexed wide as he shot a particularly large spurt of cum towards the human woman, splattering her across the back. The cleric gave a sharp cry as the black demonseed burned through her armor as though it was paper, crumbling it to dust before dissolving her clothes and clinging to her skin...
The demonic crocodile gave a cruel laugh as he stroked Terrin's bulging neck, forcing the demonic phallus to continue spraying the struggling cleric with his tainted essence. "NONE WILL LEAVE UNMARKED BY XACT'LICTALYATHUZAR'S WILL! NONE SHALL FORGET WHAT TRANSPIRED HERE THIS DAY!"
Seeing that the demon's rage was not confined to Terrin, the adventurers and remaining acolytes behind Aleph turned to run, only to see that the stairway behind them had vanished like a mirage. Even the edge of the towering temple was gone, replaced by billowing, crackling clouds of utter darkness...
The human woman's armor and clothing was completely disintegrated now, though she continued to flail helplessly in a growing pool of black cum. She flipped onto her back and tried to kick herself away from the semen, but it was too sticky to break away from. The woman felt her long hair start to fall away and saw the taint of darkness seep into her tan skin. She began to scream as she saw the corruption overtaking her, but Terrin shot a spurt of demonic seed straight into the cleric's mouth and her cry abruptly cut into a choking gurgle...
"Sandara! No!" Aleph shouted, as the woman's body began to absorb the demonic essence covering her naked form. All of her skin had already turned shiny and slick, but its hue was closer to dark blue than the pit-black shade of the demon's tainted essence...
Terrin's slit flexed into a mockery of a smile as he watched the paladin's comrade change. The cleric wiped cum off her face with both hands as she tried to spit out the bubbling, hot seed filling her mouth, but her transformation was already well underway. Her face pushed into a smooth, blunt muzzle and sharp claws pushed out from her fingers as she cleared the black demonseed from her eyes. She blinked them open and felt them *stick* that way, letting Aleph and the others see the cloudy blue pupils and slitted black irises of her changed eyes...
"Aleph... r-run... save... y-your... self..." Sandara growled in an unnaturally deep voice, shaking her head as her gums grew and her teeth pushed into huge, jagged shapes her growing muzzle. "Aarhg!" she cried, arching her back suddenly. With a wet pop, a shark-like dorsal fin rose up from her back, and the cleric fell to the cum-soaked ground under her with a lewd, dull splash...
"Ahhhh!" Aleph roared with cold fury, charging forward past the still-changing cleric. As Sandara's legs began to melt together into one massive tail, the paladin leaped over two pools of darkly-simmering demonseed and charged directly towards the towering form of Xact'lictalyathuzar...
The crocodile demon idly stroked Terrin's underside as he watched the paladin's charge, a bemused grin forming on his muzzle. "YOUR FRIEND POSSESSES UNCOMMON BRAVERY, COCK," the abyssal lord said, adjusting his grip on his member's swollen head and starting to stroke it once more. "LET US REWARD HIM FOR IT..."
Terrin shuddered in ecstasy as the crocodile demon's scaly hand rubbed over his blunt, mostly featureless face and the sensitive ridges along the upper side of his shaft-body. Deep inside the demon's body, the demoncock could feel their internal sack churn with fresh, boiling hot seed. Even though he had just experienced a cluster of mind-blowing orgasms and loosed more seed across the broken temple than his master's reptilian balls could possibly hold, he quickly felt the *need* to cum make his body throb once more. Terrin's hatred of his crusading rival was nothing before that insatiable, demonic lust...
Aleph's intense gaze met Terrin's listless, pleasure-addled eyes for a fraction of a second. Realizing what was about to happen, the paladin raised his shield right as the demoncock's cheeks bulged. Terrin's slit again opened as he spat out a heavy stream of black demon essence, splattering against Aleph's shield. The paladin dropped his shield as it began to disintegrate and spun away from the fresh streams of seed arcing towards him, forcing Xact'lictalyathuzar to turn so he could aim Terrin's stiff, orgasming body properly...
The paladin dodged another spurt of corrupted black essence, then doubled back and darted directly towards the crocodile demon. As Aleph frantically tried to maneuver around the spray of tainted fluids, Xact'lictalyathuzar laughed and continued stroking his erupting member, finally catching the holy warrior's leg with a sticky blast of seed...
Aleph hobbled on his untainted leg as the hot demoncum soaked through his chainmail leggings and began to melt them away with an ominous hiss, but he was less than a dozen paces from the spine-shelled crocodile. Before he could regain his momentum, Xact'lictalyathuzar held his throbbing demonhood directly at him and forced Terrin to shoot a huge rope of night-black semen against the paladin's chest and face. The sheer force of the sticky eruption was enough to knock Aleph off his feet, and within seconds the warlock-turned-cock triumphantly soaked every inch of the crusader's toned, armored body with black jizm...
Shuddering with revulsion as the sticky semen seeped through his armor and clung hot to his skin, Aleph let out a tortured cry. "N-no! Not like this, d-demon! Fight m-me! Stand your ground and fight!" the paladin screamed, covering his face with his hands as hot jets of cum continued to shoot against his body with wet splurts. Through sheer determination, Aleph held his sword firm and shakily rose to his knees, even as small waves of cum continued to splash against his face...
As the paladin stood back up, his armor melted off his body into a pool of dull liquid metal around his feet while his cum-soaked clothing burned to ash. Only his holy avenger was left intact, protected by the holy magic and Aleph's unbroken will. The corrupting fluids left his dark skin unchanged in color, but tiny bumps were beginning to rise all over Aleph's naked body...
The bumps didn't grow very large before the end of each one split open, revealing a tiny, fine white shaft. Golden filaments erupted from the length of each of the shafts as they grew out from Aleph's skin, quickly turning into avian feathers. Trying to ignore them, the naked crusader looked up at Xact'lictalyathuzar trembling with rage and horror...
"N-no... how... how can this corruption take root! I am p-pure in thought and deed!" Aleph gasped, feeling warmer and warmer as more soft, golden feathers sprouted down his thighs and back. The paladin hefted his sword in one trembling hand as feathers spread down his arms, but before he could summon the breath to speak again his lips had turned black and bony. The paladin put his free hand to his mouth in disbelief as the stiffness spread up his face and his mutated lips began to push out into a hooked beak...
Xact'lictalyathuzar lifted his cum-sodden hand from Terrin's drooling form, letting the erect demoncock bob between his legs as he put each of his scaly fingers in his maw and sucked on them. "IT TAKES TIME TO CORRUPT A PURE SOUL, SHINING ONE," the fel reptile said, tail flicking with sinful glee. "BUT I CAN RESHAPE YOUR PATHETIC BODIES WITH BUT A WHIM!" the demon laughed, licking the seed from his scaly lips with a long forked tongue.
"Ahh... awk!" the paladin cried through his new beak, as waves of golden-brown feathers erupted from his skin. The feathers' advance broke at his wrists and heels, but they too soon changed. One of his fingers and two of his toes shrunk into his body, and then his hands and feet began to swell up and the skin on them broke into thick, yellow scales, . It was only when claws grew through the ends of his swollen, scaly fingertips that Aleph dropped his sword and fell to the ground, clutching his scaly feet as they throbbed with unnatural size...
...and yet, with resolute defiance, the paladin wrapped his now-scaly fingers back around the hilt of his holy avenger and crawled forward. Even when the back of his rump began to swell and he felt a fan of long, stiff feathers grow out from his backside, Aleph continued to push himself towards Xact'lictalyathuzar on his now-scaly feet. Talons pierced the ends of his elongated toes as Aleph's transformation continued, the paladin now more bird of prey than crusader of light.
Terrin drooled a thick admixture of preseed and cum as he watched his former foe change, and idly wondered what the feathered paladin planned to do if he managed to reach Xact'lictalyathuzar's towering, scaly form, but the question was moot. Unnoticed by Aleph, his former cleric's metamorphosis was nearly complete, and unlike the paladin she had succumbed fully to her lust...
Sandara's new form was covered in slick blue skin everywhere except for the underside of her long tail, which was plated with in thick, scaly bands. Lust burned in her lidless eyes as she slithered forward on her tail, making a beeline for Aleph. Sandara growled as a pair of long fins grew out from the very tip of her serpentine tail and a pair of huge fangs pushed out from the front of her pointed, shark-like maw...
Aleph turned at the last moment, but the shark-snake was already upon him. Sandara wrapped her thick, sleek tail around his talons, and then again around his scaly legs. The paladin quickly shifted his sword in hand to strike his transformed friend with the flat of the blade, but Sandara's bestial strength far surpassed his own. Screaming in frustration, Aleph felt another length of slick tail wrap his arms against his sides...
The paladin never saw the last of Sandara's metamorphosis, but he felt it happen nonetheless. As the former cleric pushed her muzzle against the side of his shoulder and prepared to mount him, the raptor-like paladin felt four warm, slick bumps push against his rump from the lower section of the snake-shark's tail. Two of them were long, rubbery and stiff, split off from the middle of Sandara's tail in a V-shape, while the other two were flexible and stubby. Aleph felt the fin-like protrusions wrap around his waist as he struggled inside his former friend's slick coils, holding his rump in place for her hemipenes...
Aleph squawked in shock as one of Sandara's slick hemipenes pushed underneath his tailfeathers and into his tailhole, taking his long-held virginity in a single bestial thrust. The eagle's tongue lolled from his beak and his enlarging eyes watered as the long cock pushed deep into his anal passage, filling his sexually-inexperienced body with perverse pleasure. Aleph felt his maleness push from the feathery sheathe that had grown around it as sexual frissons rocked his birdlike body, driven right into his nerves by the anal pleasure. The paladin's resistance crumbled as his friend's hemipene pushed in and out of his tight, quivering tailpassage, and his scratchy squawking gained new, needful urgency...
Far from the bizarre, unfolding orgy, the three remaining adventurers watched Aleph's transformation and taking with rising horror. The elven blademasters- twin brothers, with matching blades- stood behind the party's mage, who was frantically conjuring protective wards around them.
"Brother... that demon is far too strong!" one of the elven swordmasters whispered to his sibling. "I... I know not what to do..."
The other elf shook his head sadly as he stared into the unnatural maelstrom swirling around the temple's summit. "That... abomination... was never meant to exist. Its very form mocks the natural order... we must try and slay it. Even if it..."
The elves never finished speaking. Xact'lictalyathuzar, content that the paladin's virginity and humanity were well accounted for turned towards the remaining adventurers with a toothy smile and a crimson gleam in his six-like eyes...
...and suddenly, the demon lord's massive form melted into a black shadow and flew clear across the temple's ruined surface, reforming just behind the mage's wards.
The elven siblings each bolted in separate directions as the demon lord's attention fell on them. Xact'lictalyathuzar raised both of his clawed hands and clutched the air before him, squeezing telekinetic force tight around each of the blademasters. Both brothers grunted in pain as they were dragged towards each other by the invisible, irresistible force, until they were pressed together side-to-side and cheek-to-cheek...
Terrin stiffened and felt his head again pound with pleasure as his master held the twins together mere feet from his swollen face. The demoncock didn't even need Xact'lictalyathuzar's to stroke him; the mere desire to corrupt and change the lithe males made his phallic body throb...
"CHANGE THEM, COCK. EVERY LAST ONE..." Xact'lictalyathuzar commanded. Terrin felt their shared sack pulse and then the fiery warmth of fresh cum shooting up into his body, and without further thought he opened his slit to cum...
Sprays of demonseed lanced towards the trembling brothers in uneven ropes, covering them from both head to toe. The elves cried out in shock as they began to stick together, bonded fast by the thick layer of tarlike demoncum layered between them. Green scales erupted along their now-shared side as they tried in vain to pull apart, falling to the broken temple floor in a tangle of twisted limbs. Terrin drooled a stream of cum as more glossy scales spread over their merging bodies and the elves grew closer and closer together. Their matched malenesses became erect and rubbed together as they struggled, despite the elves' frantic attempts to fight the unnatural lust coming over them...
"N-argh!", "Hel-ack!" they cried in tandem, pointed ears shrinking and hair falling away.
Xact'lictalyathuzar telekinetically squeezed their four legs together as scales spread down their flesh, forcing them into one solid mass with the crunch of reshaped bone. Their changes aroused Terrin's demonic lust further, drawing fresh climaxes from the ever-horny demoncock. The elves cried out yet again as their bodies became one, twisting, stretching, and growing as Terrin's tainted seed catalyzed their changes further...
The brothers' torsos' melted together with a wet squish followed by a sickening crunch as their spines met and merged. Scales raced up their now-shared belly as spikey fins pushed from their back, all the way down to their tangled lower body. All four of their legs remained, though as their shared lower body grew longer two remained in the front while two slowly migrated to the back, twitching involuntarily against the cum-soaked ground...
The lithe elves grew quickly in size as their dark metamorphosis continued, growing longer and taller simultaneously. Their four legs grew strong and stout as thick scales grew to cover their tauric lower body, followed by sharp, stubby claws on the tips of their toes. Both sets of their shared arms were being forced into a similar configuration atop their upper body, with matching scales and longer, thinner claws. A thick tail pushed out from the back of the fused siblings' shared spine, growing out in twitches that made the twins moan in perfect synch. The brothers' faces elongated into long, pointed muzzles, and their moans turned to feral hisses...
Pleased with the display, Xact'lictalyathuzar gave Terrin a few affectionate strokes along his ridged shaft, before slowly turning to the lone adventurer left standing.
Before even being addressed, the man threw himself to Xact'lictalyathuzar's clawed feet. "Please! Oh great demon lord, I beseech you! Spare me!" the mage pleaded, his voice ragged from spellcasting.
"WHAT IS THIS? YET MORE PATHETIC SIMPERING?" the demon lord spat in anger. "I FIND THIS LESS AMUSING THAN YOUR FRIEND'S VAIN ATTEMPTS TO STOP ME, WILL-WORKER..." the crocodile said, casting his hellish gaze at the mage.
As the mage cowered from the towering demon, Xact'lictalyathuzar's smile slowly returned. He grabbed ahold of Terrin's stiff length and pointed it directly downward, towards the mage's face. "APPEASE ME. SUCK HIM, MORTAL... OR YOUR FATE WILL BE MOST UNWELCOME..." the demon roared, holding Terrin steady even as his black-scaled chest heaved with laughter.
The mage felt a knot of fear build in his chest as the demon's words resonated through reality. He knew the fate that awaited him if he obeyed the demon; now that his own time was imminent he felt desperation clutch his hear. Only the promise of a worse fate forced him onward...
Taking a slow step forward, the mage swallowed hard as he approached the demonhood before him. He couldn't help but stare into the black, distorted, drooling face of the former warlock; the mindless look of lust in Terrin's phallic visage was far more horrifying than the cold spite he used to project...
Terrin's slit flexed open again and again as the demoncock strained forward, eager for contact on his ultra-sensitive face. Blackened preseed flowed from Terrin's mouth freely as he twitched towards the mage's mouth...
As soon as Terrin's warm, slick, rubbery cockslit met the mage's pursed lips, Xact'lictalyathuzar swept one of his massive hands around the back of the human's head and pulled him tighter into the bizarre kiss. The mage's eyes opened wide in shock; he kicked his legs and flailed his arms wildly as he tried to pull away, but his panicked obstreperousness could not match the crocodile demon's strength. Terrin's cheeks bloated and the cock gushed oily preseed against the mage's lips, cutting off his supply of air until he had to swallow the sickly-sweet, salty demonpre...
The unwilling, sucking kisses against his slitlips made the most sensitive nerves on Terrin's new demoncock body explode with pleasure. Within seconds, the throbbing, sentient maleness quivered and his simple anatomy again bloated with hot cum, blasting a massive spurt straight past the mage's lips. Even though he tried not to swallow the thick, salty essence, it shot into the man's mouth with enough pressure to force its way down his throat. The mage shuddered in horrified realization as the phallic creature pumped gallons of cursed, viscous, thick demon essence down his throat, and the hot, tainted semen began to settled in the mage's belly with ominous, gurgling tingles. Tears welled up in the mage's eyes as his skin began to burn and itch with depraved arousal; each mouthful of cum forced into his stomach made the feelings even stronger...
Soon, the mage was eagerly sucking on Terrin's slit, shaking with ecstasy as thick demoncum continued to blast down his throat. Distantly, the human male worried that he was swallowing more seed than his body could possibly hold, but his worries were for naught. His belly slowly stretched as it was filled past capacity, pushing out against his loose robes and taking on a pale, greenish tint. Only half-aware of the change, the mage idly held his sloshing, semen-filled belly with one hand as his other took hold of one of Terrin's cockridges, stroking it to coax more tainted, salty, hot seed from the cumming phallus...
Terrin continued to throb with all-encompassing pleasure as his sensitive head was kissed and stroked. Cumming into another creature was a new sensation for the new demonic phallus, one that satisfied his depraved lusts far better than merely ejaculating on them. The warlock-turned-cock felt as though he was going to burst with pleasure as the mage under him continued to bloat, until the human's seed-laden belly had grown too large for his robe to contain...
Xact'lictalyathuzar pulled Terrin away from the mage's hungry lips with a wet pop, and the human fell onto his back with a groan. His lips were dripping with black seed as he stroked his penis with one hand and his domed, green-tinted belly with the other. The mage's clothing received a last spray of demoncum and began to burn away, and Xact'lictalyathuzar left the man to masturbate in a warm puddle of black spooge as his body began to change...
Scales grew across the mage's belly and a tail whipped out from between his legs, quickly growing thicker and longer as the changing, lust-addled human stroked his modest maleness. The male licked cum from his lips and moaned as his face pushed out into a muzzle, and his tongue flicked back out with a forked tip. More green scales pushed out all over his body, and claws erupted from his fingers and toes as he masturbated faster and faster, until his maleness rippled with changes and split into a set of hemipenes with a lewd, wet, slow *splortch* sound...
His ongoing transformation into a lizard did little to slow the former mage's stroking, though now he had to use both of his hands. The lizard struggled to raise his knees and swish his tail out of the way as his scaly hands worked up and down his twin-shafted reptilehood, but it wasn't until the very moment of orgasm that his changes were complete. A hot tingle shot underneath the man's scaly ballsack, pulling it up into his body while simultaneously carving a wet, sensitive tunnel between his legs. The lizard let out a hissing cry as a slit pulled open between his legs, and his belly gave an ominous gurgle. The reptile's new feminine sex leaked a spray of musky, natural female lubricant and began to rhythmically contract in tune with the throbbing of his twin cocks...
Lustful, hissing moans leapt from the former adventurer's muzzle as he came from both his hemipenes at once. The lizard's femsex began to ripple, and then a white, slimy egg pressed out and began to crest the swollen lips of his scaly slit. With a wet squish and a high-pitched moan, the lizard pushed the egg out from his feminine opening, his twin reptilian shafts still cumming into the air. Another egg quickly crowned the lizard's sex and pushed out with a squish, only to be swiftly replaced by yet another slick, oval egg. The former human wailed in inescapable ecstasy as he continued to lay the massive clutch planted in his belly by the demonhood he had sucked, orgasming again and again...
Xact'lictalyathuzar laughed and gave his cock a slow stroke on the underside of his shaft with one clawed finger as he watched the herm lizard alternate between male and female climaxes. But the demon only enjoyed the sight for a few more seconds before turning towards the darkness, his hellishly gleaming eyes piercing straight through it.
"I CAN SEE YOU, MORTALS!" the demon boomed, addressing the scattered handful of Terrin's acolytes left on the temple summit.
"YES... I DID NOT FORGET YOU. UNFORTUNATELY, DUE TO YOUR MASTER'S INCOMPETENCE ONLY HIS SOUL IS BOUND TO ME..." Xact'lictalyathuzar rumbled, leering at the lurking acolytes, "HOWEVER, YOU COULD STILL COME WILLINGLY. DO YOU WISH TO SERVE YOUR MASTER IN THE DARKEST REACHES OF THE ABYSS FOR ALL ETERNITY?"
No reply was given to the demon.
"VERY WELL, MORTALS! BUT MY TIME ON THIS WORLD GROWS SHORT. I SHALL GRANT YOU MY BLESSING DIRECTLY!" the crocodile demon yelled with maniacal delight, his six eyes gleaming with fel power...
The robed cultists fled from the demon's gaze as it fell upon them one by one, but none escaped. One man fell to the ground clutching his chest as rows of breasts burst from it and black fur covered his body, his cry of panic turning to one of lust before he even hit the ground. The acolyte plunged his hand into the quivering, furry femsex that had formed below his penis and began to masturbate furiously as his face pushed into a muzzle and a huge black and white tail pushed from out behind his robe. A female acolyte near him suffered a similar fate, save for the fact she grew a hefty cock and fuzzy ballsack in addition to the tail, muzzle and fur of a skunk. Before either of them could get far into their desperate self-stimulation though, the croctaur of merged elven brothers turned towards them, tongues lolling from their long, scaly muzzles as the scent of feminine honey reached them. The tauric former swordmasters had been frustrated by their attempts to masturbate, and quickly galloped towards the masturbating skunk herms, who eagerly raised their fluffy tails to take the crocodile duo's twin, footlong hemipenes...
Black-feathered wings burst from one acolytes back, while another fell to the ground as his eyes popped out onto stocks and his legs merged into a slick, sticky slug tail. Another pair of cultists cried out in ecstacy as spiderlike abdomens grew from their hindquarters, while a fifth man fell to the ground, his arms flopping uselessly to his side before they enlarged and morphed into the strong wings of a drake. The last of Terrin's acolytes snarled as his hands changed into massive, chitinous pincers and a long, stinger-tipped tail pushed out from his backside, falling to the ground as even more limbs writhed from his chest. Some of the acolytes continued to change, even after their humanity was long gone. The spider-taurs clutched their eyes as they grew into clusters and their abdomens swelled with eggs, and the scorpion man's stinger rippled and squished with change as the barbed tip morphed into a massive arachnid cock...
Xact'lictalyathuzar smiled as he watched his transformed playthings begin to mate and masturbate with wild abandon, former enemies and allies alike mating without regard to anything save their lust. Even the paladin was eagerly participating in the unnatural orgy, squawking madly and flapping his growing wings as he mounted the former acolyte who had become a raven-herm.
"YOU HAVE... PLEASED ME, COCK." the spikey-shelled crocodile slowly said, laughing as he fingered the ridges on Terrin's still-throbbing length. "BUT THE ALIGHTMENT IS PASSING, AND I THINK IT IS TIME I REINTRODUCED YOU TO MY LITTLE BROTHER! AHAHAHAHA..!"
The demon's laughter grew in intensity as the portal behind him faded and his shape faded back into shadowy immaterial, until it reached an earth-shaking crescendo...
With a flash of darkness and a great heaving from the strained fabric of reality, the demon was gone. His malicious laugh lingered in the minds of the dazed, transformed mortals as the solar eclipse in the sky began to pass and the nether portal winked out of existence, leaving the transformed to pass unconscious in warm, sticky pools of cooling sexual fluids.
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To: Grand Crusader Umir DeGarst From: Sir Aleph Grante Briarson
Most Valorous One,
The warlock, Terrin Sandar, has been vanquished and his plot foiled. While, at this time, I think it unwise to provide a full accounting of the day's events, I have full faith in saying we will never again fear his mad dreams of summoning a demon lord to this world.
- Aleph