Never Cross A Demon
Chapter 1: A Voice on High
I really didn't want to go back and see Mary, she was likely to do something painful, but, as always, Lai was right, I did at least owe her a thank you for putting me up all that time, and the little gifts the others wanted me to take her were perfectly normal, Sukero even, in a rare moment of rationality, wanted to have me take her a gilded King James Bible. but the dildo cross Lai wanted me to bring her as a present was going a little too far. Each of it's four prongs was shaped like an oversized dick, well oversized for any normal male, not nearly so in the society I had now joined, but the short prongs were 4 inches long and almost two across, the long ones twice that! But it was the little black crystal in the middle that I was really worried about, I'd never seen any stone that looked like that before, Lai's sense of humor sometimes gets carried away with her, and I didn't like the look of that stone.
I knocked on the door, fully prepared for the worst, at first, it wasn't so bad. Mary opened the door and started preaching at me, much as I had expected, "I knew you'd return," "even the truly depraved desire salvation," et cetera ad nausaeum. I cut her off half way through her third tirade, "I didn't come here to be cleansed or anything of the sort, I only came to thank you and to give you some little ‘thank you gifts' from my new roommates. I made the mistake of handing her the "dildo cross" first. She took one look at it and smacked it to the floor.
She stared at it angrily and cried out, "For the holy cross to be perverted in such a manner it must be possessed!" I noticed the gem flare a little at the word "possessed." She continued, "I must purify it at once, and let it return to its true state!"
I know what her "exorcisms" tend to entail, having undergone many of them, and having no desire to feel my legs resemble putty again, I took the only sensible course of action, I fled. I slammed the door behind me as I left, and slumped against the wall. Now what was I going to do? I still had to give her all the other gifts... which meant I had to go back in... oh great. I opened the door again, slowly as I could, and damn, was I shocked at what I saw! Apparently, the dildo cross was possessed, because from the middle of the circle of incense in which it lay, tendrils of black haze were coming out of the gemstone, and wrapping themselves around Mary?! I was by now familiar enough with the behavior of aroused tentacles to recognize their work, they were squeezing her breasts, some had pried their way into her mouth and nose, and others were already working at her vagina and anus. Her exorcism had apparently been effective, if not totally, because I could see large gaps in the substance of the thing. The thing was ignoring me for some reason, not that I objected, I have a strict policy of never screwing something if I cannot determine its species. They tore away her clothes, and poured into her ass, leaving her pussy untouched, for reasons I was soon to understand. The gemstone shattered, its pieces embedding themselves in her forehead in the pattern of a star of summoning. "Just what the hell is this thing?" I wondered. The two cross pieces of the thing separated, forming a long, skinny two-ended dildo, and a short, fat one. They started to twist, bend and move, seemingly of their own will. I, however, believed that Mary was for once right, and it was possessed, and whatever had previously been contained within it was now running things. The haze of the tentacles flowed into her, her eyes shut against the pleasure/pain, the stones embedded in her forehead starting to glow once again, but no more with that ruddy film, as they had before, now a throbbing pulse, like some hideous heartbeat, her entire body quivering and spasming, her limbs flailing in random directions, I could see her body was no longer her own, when the long piece thudded heavily into her pussy, and the short one into her mouth, and then began to change. I could see as the tendrils of what had been metal, and was now flesh, moving inside of her, as the dick affixed it self to the roof of her pussy and began to grow and move, as the tendrils reached back through her, and a second serpentine shaft burst forth from her ass, as they reached upwards, and a third replaced her bellybutton, as the upper worked it's way into her throat two more came out her nose, where others had earlier entered. I watched the ropy coils spread downwards, and clusters of tentacle dicks spilled forth from what were once her nipples, her fingers began to elongate, twist, and bend, the ends of them split open, and became cock-heads. She opened her mouth to lick her lips, what moistened them, was not a tongue, as the hole in its tip so clearly stated. Her eyes opened and she turned to look at me with twin molten pools of black. She smiled, and began to laugh, the voice was not hers, it was a voice not of this earth, and I learned fear, as I heard the Voice of a Demon.
Chapter 2: Original Scream
I ran to the telephone to call Lai and ask what the hell she'd been thinking. She picked up her cell before the first ring had finished, she'd been expecting me to call, it seemed.
"Lai! Just what the fuck was that thing? I've got an emergency here!"
"No, you don't."
"What the hell are you talking about? It just turned Mary into some kind of sex-beast!"
"Yes, that's about what I expected."
"I have to save her!"
"If you try, you'll probably end up dead, give up on her and get out when you can...*click!*...bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt"
I tried to calm down and think, "There's got to be a way to stop this thing and get Mary back, but what?"
I heard it bellow from the other room, "I HOPE YOU AREN'T TRYING TO ESCAPE, IT'D BE EVER SO POINTLESS, I'D JUST HAVE TO CHASE YOU DOWN!" What had once been Mary swaggered into the room, it had more tentacles than I cared to think about, especially since they were all pointed at me. "IT'S BEEN, WHAT, 600 YEARS SINCE I HAD A GOOD FUCK? YOU'LL DO FOR A WARM UP!" A few tentacles flew towards me, I tried to run, but I wasn't fast enough, the first one caught me by the ankle, tripping me, and I fell on my face. I looked back over my shoulder, and saw that all of the tentacles had swelled up, and each was easily as wide as a normal dick, and the numbers said that no matter what happened, I was in for a world of pain. "HEH! I THINK I'LL GO EASY ON YOU AT FIRST, WOULDN'T WANT TO KILL YOU BEFORE I REALLY GET TO ENJOY MYSELF!" I struggled to free myself from its grip, but found it to be rather useless, which, of course, did not stop me from trying some more, tenacious as I am. More of its serpentine limbs snaked out to secure me by my wrists and ankles, hoisting me spread-eagled into the air. It pulled, seemingly out of nowhere, a leather blindfold, which it fastened in place, despite my protestations. Now all was enfolded in blackness, and my heart was filled with fear, despite my surety that this was exactly what it wanted, in fact, the knowledge that I presently could in no way impede it's slightest whim only increased my terror a hundredfold. I wasn't a human being to this thing, I was only a toy, and it was amusing itself by tormenting me, and I was afraid that when it grew tired of this particular plaything, it would break me, and destroy me, with no more emotion or regret than it would raise in me to swat a fly. I vigorously promised myself that I would thenceforth try to see things from the fly's perspective, and be more tolerant, in the hopes that some supernatural entity would end things, that being the moral of the story or something. No such luck.
I felt it begin to probe about in my ass and pussy, a tentacle or two pushing their way down my dick, it wrapped about my hands, squeezing them in such a way as to force me to stroke it off. It pulled my feet back against my hips, sliding some of its dicks between my upper and lower legs to jerk itself off. It did the same with my arms, using me as a mere fuck toy; I could feel the tips of what slid through my hands tapping repeatedly against my face. I could not believe the number of cocks that were already using me to masturbate and fucking me. I was already more afraid than I had ever been in my life, not only were more than 18 dicks doing themselves with me, but I could clearly feel several more, prodding me all over, looking for a hole to fuck. I felt a couple start to toy with my ears and nose, not going in vary far, but still enough to distend them painfully. It increased the tempo of its fucking me, the pace of its thrusts became blazing fast, but it was unlike any fucking that I had ever had. Where all others had brought me pleasure, this was only pain. After what seemed like an eternity, it came. It felt like I was being filled with molten lead, like each place its cum struck my skin was consumed in liquid fire. It burned me, body and soul, and body and soul in agony as one, I Screamed.
Chapter 3: Hope
I screamed on and on, in the foolish belief that it would help to end the pain, or in some way make it lessen. My screams were instead greeted with one of its cocks plunging into my mouth, turning them into an agonized gurgle. Thankful to at last have a way to retaliate, I bit down on it with all the force my jaws could command. It pulled away completely, and the blindfold dissolved as I dropped to the floor with a thud. It howled, I'm sure more out of rage than pain, I do not think it liked the fact I was still resisting. It just stood there for a moment, I guess it thought I'd fear it more if it acted imposing for a bit, but my eyes saw something else entirely. Because of a practical joke by a drunken Sius my first night at the dojo, I not only knew that it was indeed possible to fuck oneself to death via exhaustion, but not even particularly hard to do so, and I saw that this demon was tired, and even in my horribly weak and pathetic state, I had the nerve... to Hope.
Chapter 4: My Pain
"YOU DARE TO RESIST ME? I AM A GOD!!!" it bellowed pointlessly, did it really think I cared about its egotistical opinion?
My mind clung to my one chance of saving both myself and Mary, despite all that she had done to me, I had to remember what she had done for me as well, I could not leave her like this, not to mention the havoc releasing this demon upon the world would be. Mary's exorcism had robbed the Demon of some of it's power, seemingly without it noticing, meaning it had far less power than it thought it did, I hoped that I could push it beyond its actual endurance, and that if this occurred, the demon would die, and Mary would be restored.
"You call yourself a god?" I asked, putting as much incredulity as I could in my weakened voice, "You can't even out-do me dammit! You're no god, just a curse with an inferiority complex who's seen one too many bad porno flicks!"
To put it mildly, it was pissed, it roared, shattering every piece of glass in the place, and it attacked with a vengeance. Before I knew what was happening, it had entered my every hole, and held me once more as a marionette, suspended by its ropes of flesh. It seemed that I could feel it moving around inside my head, but I knew it had gone only an inch or so into my nose or ears, not far enough to reach my brain, which meant it was playing with my mind... It was only a moment or so after I realized this, that everything at least seemed to go dark.
I was alone, so terribly alone, and all there was around me was darkness, cold and black, I noticed that here I looked as I had before my transformation, only two breasts, and no dick.
"Where am I? What is this?"
"YOUR VERY OWN PERSONALIZED HELL, LITTLE FOOL."
The darkness began pounding me, pummeling me, thudding into my breasts, my pussy, my ass, my face. I felt its chill seeping into me with every blow. I spit out blood, only to have it slapped into my face with the next assault, I closed my eyes, only to find it made me see clearer, I tried to fight my invisible enemy, only to find that all I could do, was make it laugh all the harder. I was beaten to a bloody pulp over and over again, killed in so many different ways, only to begin the torment again, but, fool that I can be, I would not yield, I would not submit willingly, and this was what it desired. It tore me limb from limb, stuffing an arm down my throat, the other up my ass, and my legs in my pussy and urethra. It brought forth my every fear and nightmare, and perverted it even further than even my own twisted subconscious. It created illusory rotweilers to rape me with, delighting in how I screamed, trying to get away from the dogs I so fear. They caught up with me in a few seconds, they seemed to have ground to push off of where I did not, giving them a tremendous advantage, and the first to reached me slammed it's dick up into my ass, and I went mad, clawing at the nebulous emptiness before me, trying to escape. The demon, apparently realizing it had found that which I feared above all else, created several more of them on the double, all of which proceeded to rape me, dogcock pushing its way into my every hole, my mind flailing about heedlessly, unable to focus while so filled with fear. And the dogs came; those things, which I hate worse than any miserable disease on this planet, came on me, and in me. I simply lay there, screaming, and screaming, and screaming.
Chapter 5: Death
I found myself laying on the kitchen floor of Mary's apartment, the thing that had taken control of her body looming over me. "WELL NOW CUNT, DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW POWERFUL I AM?"
I was ticked, and as any who know me can attest, when I'm pissed, I make bricks look VERY intelligent, so I retorted sarcastically, "I can still answer that, can't I?"
It did not like that as an answer and the pain it had made me imagine before quickly became real. I felt it tearing open my every hole, I felt my nostrils rip away on the outside, giving way to the invading dicks. I felt them rip open my bellybutton, felt waves of them split open my ass and pussy, they were tearing open my tits, and pouring down my throat in droves. I even felt them poking at my back.
"I don't have holes back there," I thought.
"YOU DO NOW," it chuckled.
I could feel it thrusting about my innards, tearing through any part of me that got in it's way, dicks bursting back out through my leg, my arm, my breast, my cheek, anywhere it chose to hurt me next. I had only one comfort, while it continued to get madder, it was slowing down.
A minute or so later, I somewhat resembled Swiss cheese, but it had pulled out of me and collapsed. The gemstones fell out of Mary's forehead and turned to dust before they hit the ground. When she spoke, it was in her own voice once again.
"Dear Lord, what have I done? What have I become?"
It was her, she was safe, and as she ran crying from the room, spilling the rest of the presents to the floor, my world was drowned in red.
Chapter 6: Sleep
When I came to, I was laying in a hospital bed, most of my body encased in casts. "Damn, I come here too often," I said, to no one in particular.
Lai's voice, off to the side, answered, "You could easily have died, you know, I told you to get the hell out of there."
"What was I supposed to do, leave her like that?!"
"YES!!"
I was dreadfully quiet when I responded to Lai's last statement, "Could you really trust someone who abandoned a person who helped them as much as she helped me?" and I threw a last bit in just to be spiteful, "As much as Sius helped you?"
"You are a stubborn little bitch, do you know that?"
"Yes, but that doesn't make me any less right."
"True."
"What was that cross anyway?"
"A weapon, meant to destroy."
"Somehow I'm not surprised."
Lai had a strange expression on her face as she walked slowly towards the door, "By the way, Mitsuko says you should make a full recovery."
"I never had any doubt."
"Why not?"
"I trust that my friends wouldn't have kept me on support long enough to wake up if it weren't the case."
"You have a strange way of looking at things, but I guess you're probably right," and with that, she walked out of the room, and the door clicked softly shut behind her, and I went back to sleep.