Checking the clock, Mia figured the asshat had lost her two hours with his little demon tutorial. On the plus side, she gained demonic powers, three orgasms, and a turn sucking him off. It was still a little weird, thinking she’d enjoy that last one so much, but then again she had gotten her third orgasm with his cock in her mouth. All it took was for her to thinking biting it off to stir him into a fighting rage, the smell of his fury sending Mia over the edge.
Memory of that potent smell, that powerful orgasm still made her giddy.
Her Wall purred in agreement, also remember how good his smell felt wafting into her nose as she sucked him while playing with herself. Trying to get the floorboards to fit back correctly, Mia almost wished he hadn’t had shit to do.
She fucking hated his guts, but she was still plenty excited. That and sex was better than repairing the damage afterward.
Her middle sister swung back to Sue’s room a couple of times, on the off chance Mia would turn up hiding in there. She was right, but Mia was happy to let her Wall do whatever it was that kept sending Sherry away thinking she had checked. Naked as the day she was born was not a state Mia wanted Sherry to find her in.
Dick waving in air as she stood up, Mia went looking for her saw. Her Wall vibrated lustfully when she remembered she was still hard, annoying the teenager. Just getting off didn’t seem to help alleviate her boy problem.
She guessed it didn’t go down till it got what it wanted: pussy. That or a good rub, but she had been too short on time for either till now.
Finding the saw, she cut the offending board down closer to the right length. Had using a hand saw always been this easy? The hardwood stuff she bought felt like particle board when she sawed it. Blowing off the dust, she crouched back down and tried fitting it in place.
Perfect. Now for a few nails.
Hammering away, she couldn’t help remembering hammering her cock into her mom. It was a stupid thought, but pretty damn arousing. Her Wall rippled along with the hungry lust Mia was feeling inside. She glared up at it, “Pervert, that’s our mom.”
The Wall chuckled back at her with her voice, filled with the laughter Mia was matching. Oh well, it’s me. Guess I’m a pervert now, at least a little bit. Yeah, her mom was the sexiest thing Mia had ever seen so fuck it. She hadn’t ever humored the idea that having your clothes ripped right off you could be arousing, but she had definitely enjoyed it when the demon had done it. She’d have to do it to her mom next she saw her.
Would her mom moan like Mia had, despite her packed lips? Maybe, the teenager smirked, she’d have to stuff her dear mom’s mouth to make extra sure…
That shitty demon had gone from pissed to pleased so fast when he realized she had tricked him, just to get off herself. His smell said he demanded another turn with her throat in return and Mia made him chase her about the room a bit first.
In the end he really had to get to his hunt though, so she finished treated herself to his hunger-sating goop through the window as he tried to leave. He had actually smelled regretful he couldn’t get her off one more time.
She guessed every time she came, he felt like he won something. She’d have to smell out what that was. That would wait till tomorrow, cause Mia was done and she had business to see too.
Sniffing through her Wall, she didn’t detect anyone upstairs. With Sherry in the house, that could change in a second. Quickly stuffing the left over material and tools under the bed for now, Mia darted out of Sue’s room and into her own.
The pain of ripping herself past her entrenched Wall, leaving it behind and disconnected from her, was excruciating. Mia leaned against her door holding herself as it seeped back into her, rage desperate to be reconnected. She heard herself laughing past the torture-induced shaking and quickly tried to push her Wall back out of herself.
“Mia?” Sherry yelled, racing up the stairs. Realizing she was still standing there naked with a dick proudly standing on display, Mia growled to herself. She also snarled at her rage, daring the freshly forming Wall to fail her now.
Feet stopped before her room before moving on. Mia wondered idly if Sherry even remembered why she was searching.
“Good Wall,” Mia sneered, moving into her room. The pain had taken on a pleasant throbbing quality and the teenager stretched, letting herself feel the variety she could get out of it. Was it weird to enjoy pain? Shit, she hoped she wasn’t becoming a masochist.
Something grabbed Mia’s ankles and lifted her whole body into the air. Landing on her bed, she tried to turn around but something had hold of her hips. Mia growled and felt her Wall lock more firmly in place, fueled by every variety of her rage at being attacked. If the Wall kept her siblings away, Mia wouldn’t have to worry about them getting hurt while she dealt with this cheeky bastard.
No, she wasn’t a masochist, she discovered in a blazingly happy thought. She had enjoyed the pain, cause it meant she was still alive and aware of so new many ways she could inflict it. Like on this asshole!
A wet tongue dragged itself up her butt cheek.
Stopping her struggle, Mia paused. Getting her butt licked was definitely new and she needed a moment to process. Sniffing, she tried to get an idea who it was. Whatever was behind it, it was releasing some serious waves of lust. Lust and rage, with a hint of denied satisfaction.
Of course, her own personal rapist was already back and waiting for her.
His tongue was still licking her ass. Getting hold of a bed rail, she tried to drag herself away so she could look him in the eye while screaming at him. He held her in place, licking away at her hams.
Wait, he’s really licking me good. This isn’t like, foreplay licking. It’s like … tongue bathing. Her whole ass licked, he was moving up her back. That put his head in elbow range, she sneered internally, twisting about to rain the blows.
Quite a few landed, the demon now snarling as he ran his tongue up her spine. She was starting to feel pretty slimy and snarled back in annoyance. He made it to an armpit, which he also licked, before moving up an arm. He had a good hold of it and she couldn’t get any more blows in.
The fucking armor made him too heavy for her to buck off. She endured, waiting for her chance, storing her rage in her Wall till she could use it to power her fist through his face.
He shifted and Mia finally got herself flipped. He had hold of her other arm in a flash. She tried the punch through his face idea but he only grunted with each hit, tongue never pausing. Sighing as she figured only a snarling demon must be able to, she watched him as she reformulated her strategy.
His eyes were really red and had a glow to them in her dark room. His tongue was sticking through some sharp teeth and his whole face was one big testament to demon hatred.
That didn’t tell Mia a lot she didn’t already know. As she switched to attempting kneeing him off of her, she tried smell. She didn’t enough chance to concentrate as he finished her hand and drove his head into her tits. Feeling her breasts licked about by a tongue on a mission, the teenager moaned out. Feeling her legs wanting to curl up, she grabbed her sheets as he took her mounds in her mouth to get extra clean.
Lashing her nipples with his tongue had her neglected crotch going off.
Recovering, she felt him moving down to her belly. She balled up her fists and drove them into his skull. Lust thick as cream drifted up with his snarling, his tongue bathing her abs more hurriedly. Not a foot away from her crotch, Mia wasn’t sure she still wanted to stop him.
Right, smell. I got this bitchin new nose, so put it to work! Sniffing past his lust, she tried to get a whiff of what the hell had come over him. As he got his tongue into her pussy, she got quite a lot of smells from herself and him.
Mia felt her Wall wobble. Damn it, I’m losing my temper … no, I got no temper left to give it with him in there! Shit, lick more!
Sherry’s voice drifting through the door gave Mia all the rage needed to fix her Wall. The last thing the teenager wanted was one of her bratty sisters interrupting before she got off again. He tried to move on but her fingers latched onto his head to hold him. Still licking into her bucking crotch, they struggled till her orgasm slackened her arms.
He had moved on to her left leg, giving Mia plenty of leverage to kick him with the right.
As she pounded her foot into his face, Mia tried again to smell out what had come over him. Leg licking felt wonderful, but two orgasms had left her tingly in general so it was easy to put aside. As a bonus, she was pretty pissed he had skipped her dick. She had expected it, but having a hard cock for hours hurt damn it and he was the asshole who have it to her.
Mia chided herself. No, smelling. I need to focus on my nose, not my dick.
He smelled of lust. And a thought that might be … a memory. Yeah, from where he just was. He had gone to kill a guy, right? Poor bastard. He smelled, yes, of killing someone. He didn’t smell like he knew what kind of place the guy had been in. Mia sniffed harder, her brain forming the information inside her imagination.
An office. He had killed a dude in an office. He had really liked killing the guy, but something surprised him. The human who had been outside had unexpectedly come back into the office. The demon hadn’t bothered with using his rage to keep them out since they had been leaving.
The demon had been happy they had jumped into the fray anyway and killed them.
The teenager sniffed the image of what looked like a secretary hanging from the end of the demon’s arm, his fist having gone right through her chest. His memory told her nose what she had smelled like. She had smelled of the first victim’s sweat and cum.
He found that his kill was pretty attractive, but definitely dead. He regretted killing her, cause he really wanted to fuck her with his superior seed. The more females he seeded, the better his plan would go.
And his hawk had him so excited as it was.
The memory smell was fading, coming to an end. All that was left was him … remembering her smell. Being so hungry for her smell that he decided to hunt Mia right down and get his fill.
She smelled some other things, connected, but deeper and jumbled.
There was a crash and Mia snapped out of her nose. She was still kicking him, but with her left. Her lamp was smashed, the metal plate sticking out of her mundane bedroom wall having smashed it. He was trying to get a hold of her right leg as she kicked him.
He got his hold and spread her legs apart, dragging her to the edge of the bed. Curling up, she tried to get a few punches in, but her reach was shit. Her pussy screamed and Mia flopped down, arching her back as she tried to wiggle away.
The rapist was in her. He was in and going at full steam right off the bat into her drenched crotch.
The force of his penetration was sending aches and pleasure right through her. Mia was calling out wordless, ripping up her sheets as she tried to pull away. Why was she trying to get away again?
Wait, why was she? She had actually thought about wanting to do just this when she had been fixing her little sister’s room. Most of this, anyway. Looking down, she watched his massive dick sliding in and out, her pussy taking it and leaving it drenched each time it exited. Obviously, her body was pretty cool with what was going on.
She smelled his disappointment she wasn’t trying to hit him anymore.
Well, fuck you too, Mia thought. If you’re going to fuck me, I’m going to enjoy myself. And since I’m done with all my work today, I’m going to really enjoy myself.
Reaching down, she got a hold of her dick. He snarled at her. She snarled back and started stroking herself. The demon was furious, humping more forcefully into her. Loving it, she stroked herself more hurriedly.
She burst again, this time her cock spilling her boy cum down her front. She felt a warm puddle of it collect at the base of her tits as her girl cum leaked down from her hips.
“Oh, shit that was awesome!” she screamed, arching her back into him.
Her cock was still hard. She went for another when she recovered, using his cum for lube when he came powerfully into her. Discovering cum was a poor lube, Mia licked her hand clean as she switched hands. Her bed was making an awful racket, but as she tried mixing their boy cums together, that didn’t seem to matter. Her Wall was holding.
Her bed broke, her four orgasms to his three.
By his fifth, he finally pulled out. He kept her hips in the air so his goop could leak out of her and roll down her front. The teenager didn’t much care. She had been on her sixth, three after her cock had finally decided to rest for the day. Boy and girl cum soaked her from thighs to face and she was trying her hand at rubbing it around.
“Both you and my luscious seem to savor that,” the demon commented, watching her.
“I’m just trying it out, jerkoff,” she muttered up at him, smirking as she watched her pussy push out globs as it tightened back to normal, “Oh, and thanks for helping me get that down. That dick you gave me can be annoying.”
He grunted dismissively. His smell said her cock had been for him to enjoy watching going into lesser females next to the ones he was breeding, not to wave in front of him while mating.
“Huh,” Mia grunted, sipping up some splooge from her tits, “That’s almost sweet. So, I’m your bang partner when you’re not fucking me? Don’t answer, don’t care. It’s still mine.” He dropped her hips, smirk down at her like he disagreed. “Also … happy you decided to race right back for me. I guess it’s … nice to know you like my taste, I guess?”
He was walking out the door, but he turned and rumbled at her in full creep mode, “Indeed, the rage within your flavor is most … enjoyable. But my hawk, what I sought tonight was not your taste, but your empty and fertile womb.” His own smells called him a liar and Azuren’s rage was exploding.
Next thing she knew, her fucking alarm was going off.
Groggily aware that her body was moving, she listened to the pleasant sound of it being smashed. That was better. She was a little confused when she had actually gone to bed. The last thing she remembered was being assaulted then lazing about nude. Pulling her blankets more firmly around her, she tried to ball up into a more cozy position.
A hand groped her tit and a little voice whined. Tossing the blankets off of her, Mia reached for her lamp.
Oh wait, asshat broke it last night. She found herself snickering, remember how much of a hurry he had been to push inside her. She forced the humor down savagely. She shouldn’t be happy her serial rapist was eager. It stood to reason. If he was that attracted to her then she should … see it as an opportunity. To kill him, obviously.
She heard herself moan softly. Then her fist meet her face. Do not, ever, moan because you thought of biting his throat out!
The teenager had lifted herself in her internal debate, upsetting her current molester. The hand had slipped away, only to wrap around her waist and be joined by a mouth on her other tit. Mia felt another whine wiggle her chest.
Looking around fuzzily, Mia’s eyes adjusted to the darkness of her room. The tarp over her window was still in place. There wasn’t light shining in under her door. Her computer was off. Glancing down, she clearly saw Sue latched on her tit and suckling like she was a baby.
That was three counts of a little weird.
Shouldn’t her Wall have kept Sue from even thinking of coming inside, just like Sherry? Feeling for it, she felt it raging and coursing through the actual walls, pissed. Sniffing out it’s shape, she saw that it was right where she left it. Except for the door shape breach. Figures Sue knew a way past, with all the time she spends hanging out with the rapist.
“Seriously, baby girl, get off my tit,” Mia grumbled, shaking her little sister.
Rolling off her, the little girl groaned and sat up, looking around the room. “Is it even morning yet? It’s still really dark out.”
“One thing, tarp over my window, two,” Mia scolded, leaning her head close to Sue, “what the hell are you doing in my bed?”
A pretty rude grunt was all she got out of Sue as the little girl put her arms above her head and yawned. The simple motion shifted the blanket, revealing an inappropriately bare chest. Mia’s weird seeing-in-the-dark episode now included voyeurism as Sue tried to wake up.
“Is it breakfast time yet?” Sue asked, flopping her body against Mia’s chest.
“Glad to see you’re totally comfortable using me as a pillow,” Mia snipped, grabbing her phone. Turning the screen on almost blinded her. “We got … half an hour to catch the bus, so you best get moving. And I’ll want an explanation for this bed incident when you get back.”
“You’re not going to school?” Sue slurred, clearly trying to sneak back to sleep.
Mia’s first impulse was ‘hell no’. That did contain cursing. There was also the fact Sue was clearly angling to stay home with Mia under the pretense of … something. The brat was devious, therefore not to be trusted. Mia had to consider the fact her education might still be important even when becoming a demonic slave to her new joyrod. Well, and the whole serial rape …
Mia tried for a solid minute to form the word ‘victim’ in her head. The simple word wouldn’t coalesce.
“You should. Mr. Bear will be looking for you there,” Sue mumbled, her hand brushing upwards again. Mia gave the offending hand a light slap.
“Fine, I’ll go,” Mia relented, reading some posters so as not to stare. “Mind getting out of my bed now? Times short, kiddo.”
Bleating an ‘OK’, Sue rolled out of her bed rather dramatically and disappeared. Reappear clothed from the floor, Sue made a show of sneaking out of the room. The oldest of four sighed at the strange world the youngest clearly lived in.
I’ve been raped … I don’t know how many times or ways now and on top of that, I’ve now been molested by my kid sister. Whose mouth I’ve willingly came in. Several times now. Well, a couple of times. A threesome with both my mom and my rapist, the former I screwed then skinny dipped with. The later I …wish, maybe, I had woken up beside again so we could go all feral like yesterday. And I almost raped the pizza delivery girl, which kind of felt almost by accident but whatever. All since Monday, that heady time when sex was this thing other people did.
Mia was going to hell, she figured. So she might get out of bed and catch the bus there.
Deciding against clothes just to rush across the hall, Mia grabbed a fittingly ‘cannot be bothered to care’ outfit and rushed to the bathroom soon as her nose told her the coast was clear. Thankfully, she remembered to pull her Wall in first.
In front of the bathroom mirror, Mia saw her front was completely clean of dried flaky specks. She wanted to yell out for her brat sister so bad.
Showered, dressed, and partial fed thanks to a plate strategically left out for her by Mike, the teenager was out the door in plenty of time. Walking up to her siblings slowly so she could woof down one last piece of toast, Mia considered the three of them. Sherry was picking on Sue. Mike was trying to break them up without losing his place in his book. They were all smiling. Well, except for Mike but he was smiling if you knew where to look on his face.
Happy-go-lucky bastards. Like the world was sunny, bright, and devoid of huge raping, murdering assholes. Sue knew, but she was still digging into Sherry with as much snotty glee as her assailant. Hell, it seemed like the little girl knew more than Mia about the world, despite being freaking nine years younger, and the brat seemed to be enjoying the madness. Kind of.
Mia stopped dead in her tracks to pause in thanks. She had made sure to wear very baggy jeans today.
The bright-eyed Sue was in one of her animal patterned skirts and Sherry was wearing one of her tight gym pants. As they hopped about and fought over something now in Sherry’s hands, Sue’s legs kept being revealed. Two thin white supple little legs dancing about an ass Mia just had to…
Mia had walked up to the other side of Mike, which was a good thing. All she had to do was not scream when her face felt like someone burst a Molotov cocktail on it. Recovering, the teenager glared over to see Sue giving her the stink eye.
The little girl had gotten hold of what looked like one of her binders. The red-headed Sherry, proclaiming the right of Older, demanded to see its contents and tackled the little girl. As they fought, Sherry gave Mia and Mike a very good look at her ass…
Mia’s own ass light up like a bitchin’ Christmas tree. Sucking down another curse filled scream, Mia caught sight of Sue on the ground glaring again. The little girl’s hand was off to the side and the teenager’s nose screamed obscenities over the smell radiating off of it.
The tussle continued, but the argument grew more heated and less playful sibling torment. Getting off the ground, Sue yelled back, “Yes, it is. See, my skirt is all muddy now.”
“Nu-uh, you can barely see any mud,” Sherry jumped up, trying to make a grab for the folder, “You just want to distract me from whatever you were drawing in there.”
“Your skirt looks fine,” Mike volunteered, “And Sherry, settle down. The bus is almost here.”
“I can’t go to school dirty! They’ll call mommy and she’ll ground me for another month,” Sue hissed at all of them. “I’m changing. Mia, can you give me a ride?”
The little girl had twirled to Mia and the teenager looked down to see a very upset Sue. Faced away from the other two, Sue really was looking upset, growing red faced. “Sure,” Mia agreed, her gut sinking. “Let’s get you inside. See you two later.”
Trying to be discrete, Mia sniffed at the top of her little sister’s head as Sue marched her back inside. It was a march too. The little girl smelled of righteous fury and Mia felt something in her own brain tingle with some foreboding instinct at the midget’s temper. How could the little girl be a threat to someone literally twice her size?
Like a smash-cut of arousal, the blurry memory of the morning before played across Mia’s imagination. There had been the same pain burning her ass then, right? That couldn’t have been Sue, could it?
Inside, the little girl threw off her bag with a huff and grabbed Mia’s hand. The young woman almost bit her hand off on reflex, wanting nothing to do with hand-holding the ill-smelling sister. The tugs pulled Mia into the downstairs bathroom.
“Mia. Mirror,” Sue ordered, glaring up at her with her little fists on her hips.
“What’s gotten into you, baby girl?” Mia snipped back. She looked into the mirror anyway. Her face was … weird. Her jaw was clenched but her lips were smiling. Her eyes were pink and darkening slowly to red.
“What’s gotten into me, Mia, is that you look just like my Mr. Bear when he’s about to do something seriously mean to some poor girl,” Sue hissed, pulling Mia’s arm till the teenager was looking at her again, “What were you about to do to me and Sherry out there?”
“I wasn’t going to do anything!” Mia proclaimed, trying to get her hand away. She couldn’t bring herself to pull her arm away by force.
“Liar! Your fingers are growing claws too, just like my demon!” Sue accused loudly. Little blue speckles bloomed in the little girl’s green eyes, seeming to be blown across them like the cute spheres housed a storm.
“Back at you, kid, what’s happening to you?” Mia shot back, now making damn sure not to rip her hand away so she wouldn’t accidentally scratch her baby sister.
Sue let go of Mia’s hand. Breathing out deeply, Sue tilted her head to the left and seemed to listen to something else before looking back up. “I’m sorry, Mia. I freaked out. I know you … don’t have a handle on what Mr. Bear did to you. As for my eyes … my other me is, um, with me at the moment.”
“What other you? Wait, like with the pizza girl?” Mia asked. The little girl nodded. So that meant … oh god, she was about to rape her little sisters? What about Mike? He would obviously try to stop her. Wishing she didn’t, the teenager knew nevertheless that she would have killed her little brother too.
She knew, cause she could vividly see these new claws of her passing right through his neck whenever she blinked. Mia already had all the dick she wanted in her life, but snug lady parts on the other hand….
Dropping to her knees as her brain overflowed with a future that wasn’t happening, Mia grabbed hold of Sue and held on tight. “Thank you, baby girl.” Mia hiccuped, tears welling up to mourn a brother still alive, two innocents yet broken. By her. “Thank you, I don’t … want to ever do that to you three!”
Where was her shame, Mia begged inside herself. Where was the guilt, all those cruel hurts she used to control herself with! Somebody, give me those back!
Stroking her head, her little sister held Mia for a long eternity. Shit inside Mia was trying to act up again, defying what Mia was doing. Just like Az taught her, Mia ate the fucking thoughts in her head. She was the boss of herself, not whatever felt like lurking in her head.
Mia prayed she could keep that true.
“Your different, Mia, but I told you yesterday,” Sue finally said, breaking the silence, “I’m not going to leave you alone. Not ever. I’ll help try to keep you from doing something that makes you hate yourself, but you’ll … have to learn to be the new you, too. You’re like Mr. Bear, a demon like him. I … learned to let him just be a demon, sometimes. You just have to let yourself too, when … you can do it without hating yourself.”
“But Sue, I got so overwhelmed … watching you two,” Mia pleaded, “How can I think that’s right? How do I stop myself!”
“You didn’t have a problem with mommy,” Sue countered. “And Mia?”
“What?” the teenager asked, looking up as she tried to rally herself from being some pathetic weepy bitch on her eight-year-old sister.
Mia got a tongue forced into her mouth again. Sue darted back quickly this time, smiling at her, “I … have a weird feeling for Mr. Bear, even though he’s a Bad Guy and a demon. I don’t like … seeing him with you sometimes. I don’t like thinking mommy coming home and being with him either.”
Face growing redder as her confession spilled out, Sue hugged the young woman’s front to hide her face, “But I think I have that weird feeling for you too. A feeling I don’t think is ‘horny’ and not … cause your my big sis.”
Mia laughed. Tears drying up, she ran her fingers threw Sue’s hair while examining the hard, pointy feeling her fingertips really had. So, she could have claws now? And her baby sister was feeling … what?
“I love you too, Sue,” Mia murmured. And laughed when Sue shot her head back to boggle at Mia. “Oh god, it’s been hard remembering your fucking younger than me this week. Yes, brat, you’ve been dancing right around that word.”
Suddenly, Sue pulled away and twirled the other way. Coughing, the little girl’s voice called out wobbly, “Anyway, since I don’t think I want to go to school today, we should … experiment with how bad your new … condition is. Is it just like, family, or all ladies?” Sue made a move to the door, in obvious retreat, “So, let’s get the stuff to feed Mr. Bear today while I can keep an eye on you.”
Getting hold of the blushing little girl, Mia pulled Sue back against her. The delightful girly smells wafted into Mia’s nose as a tiny butt pressed against her belly. “Come on, Sue. I said it, why can’t you? Or is it OK I just smell it coming from you?”
Sue meeped.
Mia purred, “You’re so sweet, baby girl. So, I don’t want to rape my little sisters. Never, ever them. Would one of them like to play with me before I face all the ladies of the town?”
“OK,” Sue squeaked, “But only licking. We … don’t have long till Mr. Bear finds us. Yeah, not long at all.”
~*~
The demon sat armor-less on the cushion contraption, his eyes perfectly making out the dimly lit space his mating females often used to lounge about lazily in. His smile on his current form felt like it matched his real form, large and toothy. His belly was adequately full for now and he was getting a rather entertaining show.
He set aside his knotted up thoughts that have been pestering him all day and simply enjoyed it.
Counter to her previous meal service, the eldest female of the litter was putting on quite the show today, aided by … the litter’s runt. He had entered the structure expecting another amusing fight with his hawk … no, the eldest female offspring of this breeding pack. He had gotten something far better.
From the two nude female forms scurrying about the space for food preparation, he smelled a delightful tale over how they had spent their morning. Keeping himself hidden, he absorbed the story. Those two had come to some sort of … resolution over a change in their soft emotions for each other. The older had continued to fight the change of her mind, now with the help of the younger.
The younger had not been very successful. The demon boasted to himself when he relished learning of their trip to procure food. They had tried to tame the mating instinct of the older before they left, using their tongues on each other till his hawk … the older had finally deflated.
The smell of that trip racked his inner self with amusement. The older female clearly thought of it as the most painful experience of her brief existence, even more than all the ones he himself had put her through. It had only taken the third sighting of a female, the first to please his hawk’s eye, to make her male member inflate again.
Everywhere they went to procure food with his hawk’s meager resources, the runt had to punish his … the older female. By the time they had returned, the older female had been in bad shape and so purified she could barely heal herself. The runt had been so disappointed to not have foiled his transformation of … the weak half-bred.
The telling smells had aroused him and he put aside his plan of simply breeding the older, wanting to be sure she carried his offspring. He would breed them both, he decided as he appeared before their preparations. It would amuse him to hear his hawk and runt on his member.
As they ate together, the three of them circled each other with predatory words. He had been very pleased.
Not as pleased as when the eldest offspring of the breeding pack broke with her earlier insistence that his runt … the runt not know what a ‘snatch cake’ was. They had finished the meal and he was placed on the cushion contraption, the lust of the females still fresh in his nose from when they took their time stripping his armor. His hawk … brought out plates of some small yellow pastries and arranged herself on the small wooden thing before the cushioned thing. The show he was now enjoying began.
With the first plate between her spread legs, his hawk cooed and coaxed the little one’s mouth onto her member. His runt gulped, licked, and stroked her elder’s member while receiving his hawk’s hair caresses. When the small human was too busy for that, his hawk roused herself further by playing with her ample udders. His hawk had been sated at first by that, topping the first plate twice with her female honey as his runt swallowed the older female’s male seed. His hawk was explosive from the extent of her arousal and his runt’s chest was covered in her sibling’s seed.
Being a half-breed and a human, they had to build themselves up for more proper mating and they did so without words. Sharing some soft emotions, his Sue positioned herself as she did with him. His hawk positioned a new plate and used the thighs of the smaller female for pleasure.
Each time one reached their pleasure, the little yellow cakes soaked up the female honey. The demon watched what their human smells considered depravity, his own member growing harder and impatient. He stilled the notions it ordered him with. The siblings were enjoying themselves and he was happy to let them for now.
The smells of their minds gave off was intoxicating.
The little one’s thoughts were first ignorant astonishment and revulsion at what a ‘snatch cake’ was. The annoying other was with her and yet, the small female continued without complaint. The elder’s had been confusion at her own actions and a great sense of irritation at the power her urges had over her. Her fury, though cowed, remained unembarrassed. As they entertained him, the smells coiled and changed.
His Sue was almost as amused as the demon was now, both at more firmly exploring a mating instinct beyond her body’s strength and her littermate’s antics. The human’s mind smelled of two versions of his hawk: one stern and strong who would not let the runt slip in discipline and a new one that needed discipline for all things she could not resist wanting.
The little female was overjoyed that one of those irresistible wants was her. Further in, where the demon was wary to go, there were deeper smells. His runt was growing even more dangerous, understanding more of how demons worked.
His hawk now smelled much like the demon did while mating. The female ruthlessly charging her goal, wanting to release as much seed on the little female as she could. Reason for it was immaterial. The act, the desire, was enough.
Deeper in, human thoughts still clinging on in the half-breed. Twisted thoughts coming undone and somehow overpowering the demonic ones. His hawk was feeling that human emotion, ‘love’, for her progenitor. She had it for the sibling she was breeding and she reconciled to that emotion too.
His Mia smelled of love for him, equal and opposite her demonic hunger and hatred for him. The demon put his thoughts to the side again. He would ponder about that later, when he had the time to crush anything that was not useful.
The fourth plate covered from one last impressive performance from his females, they finally finished. His Mia … no, the elder sat back on the wood while his … the runt rolled off unto the strange, fluffy ground covering. When the seed-covered Sue pulled herself back up panting, the two females locked eyes…
Disconcerted, the demon could no longer make out the scent of their minds! His nostrils flared but still failed him. They merely smelled like … amusement of some kind. The older female picked up a plate and approached him.
With a hand, she pushed him onto his back. The demon let her, taking a defensive strategy. He had two creatures that might just be able to kill him in some unlikely scenarios and he could no longer predict their movements. He would have to wait, to see their plan unfold.
A low growl radiated from his throat. The older female met his warning with the placement of her burden on his chest and throwing a leg over him. She pierced herself on his member. Taking up a slow, relaxed rhythm atop of him, the female pleasured herself.
He wanted her to go faster, to struggle and fight!
The demon was about to make it happen when the younger female appeared aroma-less next to him. Holding a little cake in a hand, perhaps the only place her sibling’s male seed had not reached, he was served his treat. He ate from the hand, relaxing. Apparently the little cakes had their own creamy filling, as well as a hot outer coating.
They had been about some game with a ridiculous foodstuff. He allowed himself a pleased expression.
As his Mia breed herself on him, taking time to lure his eyes to her genitals and udders, the females alternated feeding him cakes. When his Mia was feeding him, his Sue would collect seed from her body and feed it to her sibling. Sometimes they would share a cake between their mouths, watching his eyes follow the food in irritation.
Soon, the plentiful cakes were gone. His Mia leaned back and started to breed for real, her hips pounding down delightfully forceful on his member. His Sue, smell returning full of mischief, retreated behind her elder so to play with the flopping udders. His first batch of seed slammed into the womb of his hawk, who paused only long enough to savor milking his seed surging into her.
Working on her next pleasure, his Mia looked down at him red-eyed and spoke in an angry whisper, “Lord Ass, I got a question for you?”
Her smell was back as well, eager and cheeky, he was delighted to find. He began thrusting against her pouncing hips, sending the udders in his Sue’s hands bouncing all the harder. He growled back, “Yes, my lustful hawk?”
“I assume now that … I’m really a demon now and since you said I’m going to part of your psychotic plan,” his Mia panted, her growl delightfully furious, “And you got me … fucked up in the head. And even my baby sister seems to be enjoying herself as well… I guess that Sherry is next on your little project list!”
Her hips were bucking faster, her temper at his conquest of her driving her lust to knew heights. Her lustful pleasure brought his seed surging into her and she had to pause talking when it overflowed her womb.
The demon grunted in agreement, watching his seed spill out of his Mia. “OK then,” his female continued when she could talk, “since … I don’t even fucking know anymore, but since I think I’m going to have to go along with this plan, I have … a suggestion for that.”
“Your progenitor has already requested to be there when I claim you females,” the demon responded to her delightful mental struggle, enjoying how his Mia’s pale skin grew even redder at the mention of his luscious. Her pleasure nub also grew a bit, but did not transfigure into a male member the demon noted happily.
“Oh, shit, shit, shit. That’s fine, she was there for me. Wait, what about you, Sue?” his Mia asked the runt. His little Sue leaned around and shook her head.
“Wait, he wouldn’t be able to fit inside you, so maybe that doesn’t count?” Mia paused to groan deep again. “Right, can you fit inside Sherry? She’s still pretty small herself and … you’re so damn big! Wait, no, ahead of myself. My idea!”
Mia paused to ground herself against his fur patch while pierced deep, her own fluids escaping this time. The demon enjoyed her mating trick and the show she put on trying to form thoughts while in her state.
“Alright,” his irritated hawk continued, glaring at him as she panted desperate for air. She smelt at his mind too, he was delighted to see. As he savored his pride in the weapon he had armed his mate with, she took up thrashing herself upon him again.
“Maybe take it a little … easier with her,” his Mia moaned, words slurred in breathlessness, “Maybe do that … ‘cum-blood’ thing Sue told me about a couple of times before you … do stuff to her. Let her get good and ready, first. Ah! Balls! Sweet, cum filled balls! Me and Mom and Sue! Here! With her, so she knows it’s alright!” His Mia screamed past the pleasure claiming her tongue.
When he did not answer, his female gave him a tasty glare filled with lust and anger for him. He hungrily savored her irritation.
“Your idea has merit. How do we start this little gambit of yours?” the demon asked, snarling at her in his plentiful amusement. Her smell said it all. For all her hate and disgust, she was his! Just as much as the female that had birthed her!
There was not a thing in this world she could hate like him, a plentiful hate she desired so much more than any weak-ape desire.
His Mia and Sue put their heads together and whispered. His runt giggled and retreated to the food space. While his Sue was away, his hawk’s mating took on a new enthusiastic note and this time her nub finished transfiguring into a male member.
The demon felt himself frowning at the thing waving at him.
His priestess returned with some cylinder … thing. The demon heard his Mia thank her for getting something called a ‘thermos’, but he was growing too busy to pay much attention. The unimportant thing was held ready behind his female. Despite his confused irritation for the distraction, he felt his testicles leap again and his mate shout out.
He almost thrashed his Mia’s throat open when his member was removed, till he observed his seed being saved within the ‘thermos’. His temper cooled, his seed remaining useful and unwasted.
His member was not placed back into his mate, as he expected. Mia, his fury, placed her own opening to the ‘thermos’. The smell of their lusts filled the room as his hawk purged their excesses from her womb. Her tongue was lolling out in her pleasure at using her own rage within such a sensitive region. Finishing her task, she forcefully pierced herself atop his member again.
The mighty clinch her insides gave as she called out from her own rough entry was hardly needed, his own swelling at the sound filling his Mia to her limits.
Leaning herself back, his Mia called out what humans considered obscenities as she enjoyed their mating. His growls and roars joined her ‘cursing’. The exclamations intensified when his Sue started to pleasure his Mia’s member. His priestess skillfully had her elder’s member spilling seed into ‘thermos’ quickly to mix with his own, releasing him of the sight of it.
Sensing the world in its motion, he knew their time was ending soon. Filled with curiosity over his mate’s gambit, he grabbed his mate’s hips and thrust more powerfully. His Mia called out happily as her insides were filled more deeply and forcefully. One last time, he felt his seed surge.
His Sue did not pull out his member though, as his Mia bucked back forcibly as well. When his member softened inside his mate, the cylinder was placed before his hawk’s opening to catch the fluid that squirted out. He growled amused as his Sue licked up what escaped.
A look of distress crossed the tiny priestess’ face. She took the cylinder away and placed it below her own opening. Sweaty and panting, the demon and his Mia watched his tasty pleasure herself till her own honey joined theirs in the container.
Breath ragged, his winded Sue placed the cylinder on the thing made of wood and collapsed. “So, what now?” his runt huffed.
The demon sat up upon the cushions, pulling his Mia into a cradled position on his lap. Why was he doing that? He was done with her, he purposes served. Was he unconsciously using some ploy to goad the rest of the gambit out of her? The demon put the questions from his mind.
“Now,” he growled low, his eyes taking in his two females, “I must add my blood, so that the gambit does not kill the spry littermate of yours.”
Gnashing his hand with his teeth, he placed his wound over the cylinder. His blood began to pour thickly and slowly into it. To the demon’s surprise, his Mia did the same. She smiled weakly but defiantly at him when she smelled his surprise.
“You keep boasting I’m ‘nigh a demon’ too, right?” she growled low.
The demon grunted in agreement, again pleased she was finally allowing her new nature to take hold. Mia adjusted herself and the demon felt his member twitch eager in response. More of his thoughts were stored away in the back of his mind.
His priestess was suddenly there, another container in hand. The liquid was clear like water but gave off light!
The demon almost threw his Mia at her, but recalled in time that his Mia was vulnerable as well, half-breed or not. Unfortunately, his hesitation delayed him and the water was added to the cylinder. The demon and his wary Mia instinctively drew back their hands. The bright water filled the cylinder and his Sue sealed it. The little human began to twirl the container, mixing the contents.
The demon growled, “What have you done, little priestess?” His Mia’s own confused growl joined his.
“My Other me said I should. It’s something called ‘holy water’, which is good stuff for good people she said,” Sue shot back.
“You ruined my mate’s gift!” The demon snarled, furious with his smaller mate.
His Sue just smiled at them and opened the cylinder again. The demon and his Mia took a deep sniff of it, finding their essence and blood untainted by purification. Something else had happened. The demon smelled something unknown again and felt unease.
“Fine, I am not the one wishing the concoction to work. It will be your elders that will punish you should your other female sibling suffer,” he snarled. His Mia straightened within his grasp and lightly tapped his runt on her head. The little human only stuck her tongue out at her sibling in revenge. “So, how do you plan to get your sibling to consume this, my sleepy hawk?”
Mia leaned back, eyes locked on the cylinder as she plotted from the demon’s shoulder. “Well, it’s Friday tomorrow. If I remember right, she has a big sports event … thing, in the afternoon.” The runt piped up with ‘Tennis’. “Right, tennis. She’ll be getting real thirsty from all her crazy running around. Good thing mom stopped by to put a special homemade sports drink in the fridge, right?”
~*~
The three of them were walking along a dirt road towards town. Little Sue was skipping ahead to look at flowers, birds, or whatever caught her kid fancy. The rapist … Azuren, Mia corrected herself, was walking next to her. They had gotten him back in his armor and rewashed wool garments, cause being a douchebag he refused to dress himself.
Walking briskly to keep up with him, Mia was in her normal huge and heavy coat. Under it was an unusually tight shirt for her and a shortish skirt her mom didn’t know about that didn’t even come close to the knees. She had even put on stockings. Begrudgingly, she had to admit to herself that she hoped the other two were … excited by the stupid get up.
Denying it would just give her own asshole thoughts the leg up in her personal internal war.
Mia shook her head. She knew they had to clear out the lovefest before their siblings came home, but now she was back out in the open, her mind was at war with itself again. For a brief while, she had come to an understanding with what had happened to her life. She had felt all warm and tingly for being with this … this demon.
At least she got Sue in the bargain, she reassured herself. Sweet Sue: sister, kid, possible holy woman it seemed. Oh god, Mia cringed, she was going to hell.
Now she was walking to town with the both of them in the light of day. She had to reconsider what she was doing, the bright sunlight demanded it. Mia should probably be trying to kill the fucker. Or turning him into the Feds. He’s next target was her middle sister, after all.
Mia remembered her ‘suggestion’. How good it felt to help make that ‘sports drink’ sitting in their fridge now, with a note for Sherry to take it to school with her. What was that thing going to do to energetic brat number one?
Out in the accusing sunlight, Mia really hated being the oldest.
“That female will be fine. You have eased her induction into my plans, while sparing me too much annoyance,” the demon rumbled. Mia smelt amusement mixed with what had to be concern for something in his mind. And displeasure he hadn’t pushed that last part deeper, where she couldn’t smell it with the nose he valued so much.
“You really are used to being an uncaring ass, aren’t you Az?” the young woman slash junior demon asked. She felt herself walking closer to him. Not enough to wrap an arm around him like she might have done back at the house, in her ‘just fucked’ phase. Like she might with a boy she liked inside some fancy.
Instead, she put her hands behind her head and walked in big, long strides next to him. Like they were something beyond Mia’s vocabulary to describe. Someone else was walking towards them further up the road.
The demon seemed to consider her question, “Yes, it is a proper way to live. More fitting. That is all I wish to say on the subject, as my nose tells me you wish the subject closed as well.”
“Right,” Mia shot back, seeing the person further along had a stroller. Closer, Mia waved back at her sister who was pointing out a hawk flying in the sky. Mia watched the hawk idly. “You know, you really should get yourself a clean up crew, as long as you’re making people do your bidding. You make a lot of messes.”
The person with the stroller was a woman. Mia should have guessed as the woman’s smell reached her.
Suddenly Sue was jumping through the air to latch onto the demon’s breastplate. Looking up at him, she cheered, “Great idea. You should get yourself a maid.” Sue turned her head to Mia for support, “Right?”
“Where did you get that idea?” Mia wondered aloud, glad for the distraction. Her sister was turning into a stranger, Mia felt. Or was it just her own feelings towards the little girl going strange?
“I saw some in dad’s dirty magazines. They like to do adult stuff too, so Mr. Bear will like them,” Sue explained, hopping down and skipping ahead again.
Mia called after her, “That’s not what maids do.”
After a moment, she called out again, “Wait, you brat! When did you get into dad’s porn!” Tsking to herself when it was clear Sue ‘hadn’t heard her’, Mia turned her attention from the little girl, skipped the stroller woman with effort, and to the looming demon. “Still not a bad idea. Get some women in frilly dresses to clean up your wreckage. Save me the trouble.”
Just like your massive frame is saving me from focusing on the mom over there, Mia thought relieved as they passed the woman. She smelled the demon’s furious wall hiding them from the unsuspecting woman. Mia almost wanted to kiss him for not kidnapping the mother for maid-hood right there.
The demon grinned at her, beaming that malevolent idea right back. Mia gave the smile a firm frown. A chuckle preceded his answer, “Yes, that might be a good idea. I cannot have my fiery hawk or luscious treat dirtying their hands all day. I have plenty of other tasks for you two. If we have time, we will see to it afterwards. I may have a human in mind.”
Mia felt her eyebrows go up. The demon smirked at her, “Yes, this is no amusing jab to rouse your anger. I shall have a ‘maid’ for myself and my scrumptious conquests. One who, as my runt says, ‘likes to do adult stuff’. And since you know what a ‘maid’ actually is, I shall leave that procurement to you.”
Frowning more, Mia still was left with just a shrug. Further down the rabbit hole she went, she figured. They were coming up on the split in the road and Sue was waiting for them. “What’s the hold up, I thought you were going to play with your friends again?” Mia asked.
“I know,” Sue said, looking around, “but I thought you might want me to take care of that before I took off.” Sue was point down while she turned to their demon, “Cause you are not to be trusted to keep her out of trouble, Mr. Bear!”
The demon was laughing as Mia looked down horrified. “When … when did I get cock happy again?”
“When you were looking at my tushie while I was skipping,” Sue said sweetly. Mia considered the horror of her little sister clearly enjoying arousing her.
A big hand grabbed her ass as Az growled and herded her off the road, despite Mia’s resistance. In the bushes, Mia elbowed him in the face as Sue got her hands under Mia’s skirt. Her little lover licked her as her big brute played with her tits, all while cars passed out of sight.
Leaving a cum-covered bush behind, the three of them split up. Sue was the first to leave, off to play with her friends again. The little girl didn’t swallow or let any get on her. That agitated Mia a bit, baffling her.
Cockless again, Mia walked along with their demon till the split in the road was out of sight. Once they were completely alone, the demon’s face shot in front of hers. Coming to a stop, the young demon found the look on his face a little disconcerting.
After what Mia was sure was a long sniff at her mind smells, he rumbled, “We are now about my plots. Unlike your sibling, I will not hide your existence. Yes, I have already brought her along with me previously and yes, she saw things that will stoke your desire to disembowel me. At this point, however, I am sure you have learned how pointless either of us hiding things from her is.”
Considering that fucked up factoid for a long moment, Mia joined him as they resumed walking. Tired of fighting herself over every screwed up thing that happened, she settled for just slugging the asshat’s stupid, metal-encased arm.
At least these days her fist didn’t hurt give metal a hard smacking.
“Right, being in grade school is a thin excuse anymore. Got it. So I’m going to be seen. And people will hear me be a bitch, calling you Lord so they know I’m all with you and the like, respect you or whatever,” She reiterated, since he was being a worrying jackass. He grunted in response to her weak barb. “So, what’s first?”
“First, we shall test how well you handle yourself alone and handle your annoyance with your lack of that ‘money’ thing. I do not desire your absence going to that ‘crappy job’ you have.” The demon glanced over at her, a shit-eating grin on his face.
Nowhere in his smell was the idea she was going to have to grovel or be nice to anyone, even him. A lot of the opposite, in fact. This time, her clit stayed the same damn shape as her underskirt area heated up.
Her brute, she admitted, had got her good this time. Mia snorted, “Shit, and here I woke up thinking today was going to suck.”
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