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Miraj stood at the head of a small group of adventurers turned champions—ones that he had the honor of calling his friends.

The three of them—a stoic warrior, a cocky sorceress, and the sweet priestess he was most fond of—all wore expressions that ranged from worry to barely suppressed anxiety. Quite unlike Miraj who still wore his indefatigable, bold, and confident smile.

Over the past couple of years since the fox-kin—a race that appeared mostly human save for their vulpine ears and tail—had been isekai’d into this fantasy world, he had gotten quite close to the three of them.

He had even hoped to one day propose to the priestess... That is, if he could ever work up the confidence.

He knew it was silly, but he was more afraid of admitting his feelings to one of his friends in this new world than he was of charging into the Demon Lord’s castle!

Then again, the latter was expected, and after years of Leveling himself and his team, as well as gathering all the overpowered magical items that fell into his lap thanks to his role as this world’s protagonist, he was absolutely certain that he would strike down the foul Demon Lord!

That was just how these sorts of stories went.

“Let's go!” Miraj the Hero, a paragon of masculinity with shaggy, medium-length blonde hair, beckoned. Quite unlike his waifish appearance before acquiring 100 Levels of Hero (as well as a few... ‘fun’ Perk selections along the way)—and gold and blue heterochromatic eyes with crescent-moon-and-star-shaped pupils, charged into the dark and gloomy castle.

His friends were quick on his heels as they blew past the initial defenders, cutting them down between holy blades and blasts of arcane magic, while the priestess covered their flanks with divine magic.

Clearing the first floor went as fast and as easily as Miraj expected, leaving only the corridor towards the Gatekeeper’s Boss room to finish clearing before they descended to the next.

“Ready?” Miraj chimed again after waiting for their cooldowns and renewing their buffs.

After getting a nod from all three, he led the tight-knit formation to the door, expecting to make just as quick work of this first Boss that could barely be described as a speed bump on their way to challenging the Dark Lord.

Instead, just as the Miraj’s resplendent-gauntlet-clad hands reached the large and imposing doors to the arena beyond, he felt a surge of magic beneath his feet!

“Teleportation Trap!” the sorceress shouted out as a magical circle appeared around all four of them.

Alas, it was too late for her to stop its activation.

Miraj clenched his jaw.

Who puts a fucking Teleportation Trap right at a Boss’ Entrance!?

He could have avoided such issues if he had brought a Thief or one of their advanced classes with him instead of a second frontline warrior. But he liked his fellow knightly bro, and almost every Thief he encountered gave him a bad vibe—they were, to a rule, always some level of sleazy!

Unfortunately, that party composition decision left them having to deal with traps the old-fashioned way...

Tanking them head-on!

Fortunately, this was also hardly the first Teleportation Trap they had fallen victim to.

“Remember the plan!” Miraj shouted moments before the circle’s turbulent, black magic enveloped them.

If they were teleported together, they would continue as they had until they figured out where they were within the Demon Lord’s Castle—it was possible the trap could even speed up their conquest of the Castle.

If they were separated, they would activate the Return Crystals they each had at the earliest opportunity and return to the Castle’s entrance.

The fox-eared man felt the familiar twisting confusion of the world turning upside down as he was thrown from one point in space to another. All the while, he kept his holy blade, radiating a righteous light along its length, held in a defensive posture—his grand cloak fluttering in the magic's wake‌.

A fraction of a second later, the world returned to normal as the demonic magic rippling around him retreated.

Although perhaps ‘normal’ wasn’t quite the right word.

Even before sight returned to him, Miraj felt an overwhelming pressure upon him—far greater than even the mightiest of Ancient Dark Dragons. Every breath he took was a struggle, as if the very air had become thicker.

The source was obvious. There, at the head of a large, imposing court stood a giant throne, as mighty as it was grand.

Upon that throne sat a giant ‌fox, easily three meters tall compared to the Hero who was still quite a bit shorter than two meters despite all his Hero Levels, and even a few suboptimal vanity Perk and Stat choices.

Unlike Miraj, the other man was completely furred, a towering, rippling figure whose half-bestial frame was adorned in spiked ebony armor pulsing with sapphire runes whose hue matched the Unholy light burning within the fox’s eyes. Upon his back, a set of giant, demonic black wings sat, whilst the large horns which sprouted from the monstrous vulpine’s head made his nature as the King of Demons immediately apparent.

In the fleeting moment that the two’s gaze met, Miraj still Scanned the fox’s Stats just to confirm.

DEMON LORD AMOR — Lvl 100

<King of Demons>

<Defiler of Purity>

<Conqueror of Paradise>

<Lord of Turpitude>

...

A scrolling list of unholy and fiendish titles appeared underneath the fox that Miraj quickly dismissed...

Although a couple of them, Defiler of Purity in particular, couldn’t help but make his mind wander... Especially since the imposing fox’s spread-legged, casually leaned-back posture, gave the Hero an easy view of a very imposing bulge within the Demon Lord’s chauses...

The barest hint of a flush burned at the edge of the fox-kin’s ears before he dismissed the implication—it was probably just the cocky fox’s codpiece!

After all, there was no way the Demon Lord was more hung than him! Not after he had dedicated so much of his Build towards becoming this world’s most impressive stud!

“Well, well~ I finally get to see the Hero with my own two eyes. Did you enjoy my invitation?” the monstrous fox growled, his bestial strength vibrating through every surprisingly well-composed syllable he spoke.

“Tch! You hardly had to resort to such a cheap trick just to see me! You could meet me at any time!” Miraj grunted as he gave a sideways glance to his HUD to check the timer of his buffs—he had to be mindful that the Demon Lord wasn’t trying to delay a fight until they had run out, now that his friends weren’t nearby to refresh them.

“Perhaps not, but this way we can have a bit of... privacy~ Not that I don’t mind performing in front of an audience, but when greeting your new wife and consummating your marriage... Well, some things are better behind closed doors or amongst one’s family~” the Demon Lord answered with a mocking chuckle.

W-wife!? What? Was the fox talking about him?

The boldness of the declaration was such that Miraj found himself frozen in confusion, embarrassment, and indignation, causing him to shake his head clear of the absurd notion!

“Sorry to tell you, but I don’t swing that way! Not just because you’re a guy, but because you’re pure evil,” Miraj resolved himself as he readied a strike.

“Come now,” the Demon Lord Amoren rumbled from his throne. “There are precious few who are worthy of being my wife. A slave, a servant, a fuck toy... sure, anyone who passes my fancies can serve as a pleasure toy. But as a concubine~? Certainly, only a Hero’s lineage could be worthy of bearing my children~”

“Enough!” Miraj shouted, leaping towards the throne with surprising alacrity, and brought his sword down upon the smug fox with a sweeping arc of light!

Only for the fox to catch the blade with one hand.

The smoldering sapphire light within Amoren’s eyes gleamed with amusement, whilst his black lips twisted into a wide, fang-riddled smile. “It's good to see my wife has spunk... It makes it even more fun to fuck it out of you~”

The fox casually flicked his hand forward, flinging the athletic fox by his brade to the opposite end of the giant hall.

By the time Miraj was back on his feet, the demonic fox was already at a stand. Dark magic coalesced within the beastly fox’s hand into a mighty, unholy blade, easily twice the length of the fox-kin’s radiant weapon.

At the same time, Amor’s free hand pointed towards the Hero fox, his lips twisting into a devious grin.

“Disjunction!”

<Effect: Celerity has been dispelled!>

<Effect: Glory has been dispelled!>

<Effect: Divine Protection has been dispelled!>

<Effect: Goddess’ Grace has been dispelled!>

<Effect: Might UP has been dispelled!>

<Effect: Endurance UP has been dispelled!>

<Effect: Agility UP has been dispelled!>

<Effect: Wits UP has been dispelled!>

<Effect: Spirit UP has been dispelled!>

<Effect: Charisma UP has been dispelled!>

...

Miraj’s ears rang as the System announced every Buff he had being removed, printed out in a long scroll in the corner of his vision if the audio cue wasn’t bad enough.

His armor and weapons felt heavier, and his body moved far slower, vastly weakening his abilities. It had been years since he had to fight without his friend’s enhancements, leaving his movements without them far more awkward than before!

Despite that, Miraj gritted his teeth and charged forward again. He might be weaker, and on his own, but he had put most of his Build Points into Might and Endurance! Sure, it was more to give him the impressive body he had always dreamed of having, but it still made him a considerable combat front-liner all on his own!

He could do this!

He didn’t even think about using the Return Crystal!

He was this world’s goddamn Hero after all!

---

Miraj coughed, gasping for air as he slammed onto the ground one last time.

His HP was in the red, blaring its warning klaxon, while every cooldown he had—even his Ace abilities—were spent!

The fight... had not gone as he expected, and now he lacked the strength to even pick up his holy blade, let alone to continue fighting.

He had no choice.

Despite the shame he felt from having to retreat, he feebly reached into his pack for his Return Crystal...

Only for a kick from the Demon Lord’s boot to knock his arm from his pocket, sending the crystal, and its promise of rescue, flying from the fox-kin’s hands!

“Tut, tut... How rude. My fiance nearly left me standing at the altar all by myself~” the fox laughed, bringing his boot down upon the crystal to shatter it right alongside Miraj’s hopes for escape—right before another kick sent his holy blade spinning far away from his defeated form.

If the Demon Lord wished to kill him right now, he easily could have. But he knew the beastly, winged fox desired something far more depraved and carnal than his life, much to his horror.

Even more fearfully, the bulge Miraj had first noticed beneath the fox’s chainmail undershirt had, in fact, grown larger over their brief fight; meaning it wasn’t a codpiece...

A fact that made the handsome, fox-eared stud’s creamy-white throat gulp woefully.

“But I can forgive your nervousness, my dear~ After all, that was a fantastic scuffle to get the blood pumping~” the giant of a fox rumbled again, licking his chops as he casually tossed his blade aside—letting it dissolve back into the shadows he had first conjured it from.

The Demon Lord’s bright, azure eyes stared down at the supine Hero with naked desire. His long tongue rolled over his fangs before a snap of his fingers caused his demonic armor to dissolve in similar fashion to his sword.

“You really know how to get me going~”

Miraj gulped as his peculiar eyes wandered up along the dire-kitsune’s bare body, watching as his armor gave way to a rippling, hulking physique of russet and white fur—complete with jagged off-white stripes which stretched from his fluffy underbelly to cover the orange-red pelt at his side.

The Demonic Fox was ripped. Even with a hundred Levels of Hero, and all the suboptimal build selections to enhance his physique further—that didn’t totally bite him in the ass during their fight a minute ago—Miraj couldn’t hold a candle to the slab of beef and fur that towered over his sprawled body.

Unfortunately... That also applied to what was between their legs as well, much to Miraj’s mounting dread as his exotic eyes witnessed the only result his resistance had wrought; the ‘blood pumping’ excitement evident in the idly twitching slab hanging over his head.

The demonic fox’s balls were giant, fuzzy white cum tanks, each easily larger than Miraj’s head. The barrel of a sheath tucked just above the kitsune’s pair made his thirteen inches—the maximum size the fox-kin could reach with his Perk choices and Stat Assignments—quiver in shameful inadequacy all on its own, let alone the column of meat above it!

The spire of demon dick was crimson red, its surface already glazed with enough drooling fecundity from their ‘martial foreplay’ that brought the length to a glossy shine. If its girth and length was not bad enough, then the hefty trio of glands at the base making up the vulpine’s knot, and the intimidating demonic ridges lining his cum tube, made the thought of taking it a spirit-breaking nightmare.

Especially as every idle twitch racing through the lumbering log of masculinity throbbed with enough vigor that the shaft swelled inches longer and fatter before his eyes. Each pulse was joined by a lurid platter of spunk which tumbled forth from the tapered tip in thick rivulets of nose-twitching fox musk into the air; thick and heavy enough that the strings landed upon the ground with an audible slap.

Miraj’s toes already clenched, and his tail shivered with the thought of that—all of that—being tucked inside of him!

It would kill him!

‘No fair!’ the isekai’d Hero grumbled bitterly. Despite all of his efforts and choices, it seemed the true apex of masculinity was out of reach for humanoid races like him.

Monsters always got the fun stats that Player Characters never got to have fun with!

Well, he should rethink his spiteful complaints... The Demon Lord seemed very eager to help him have fun with ‘his Stats’, considering the clawed grasp wrapping around the column of fat, vulpine cock, squelching along the pre-spunk lathered surface.

“Don’t worry, you’re a tough boy; as seen by the fact you’re even alive after facing me~ You can take it!” the fox growled hotly before his fingers snapped again.

This time, it was the ‘wife’s’ turn to be stripped.

The fox-kin’s resplendent armor of well-polished, adamantine-backed mithril plate—long bellowing cape very much included—disappeared from his body no matter how desperately his hands fought to keep them in place, reappearing in a neatly assembled pile by the Demon Lord’s throne like it was a collected prize.

Or, as Amoren would no doubt call it, a collected dowry...

Either way, the rugged fox-kin’s body was now exposed to his presumptive suitor. Miraj’s thick, powerful chest muscles, that he had spent hours planning the most ‘optimal’ build to acquire, were now nothing more than eye candy for the Demon Lord instead of the hot chicks he had originally sought out!

Nor did the fox’s gaze stop at his muscles...

Miraj very quickly felt those glowering sapphires glance down between his legs, looking over the thirteen-inches of bare, white-skinned cock that lay limp over his orange-sized balls—glistening from the sweat his defeat had worked up, unlike the gloss of virility the Amoren’s throbbing column of demonic cock sported.

“Hmmm~ Not bad~ I think I’d prefer your original, dainty, oh so pretty look more, though... But I can at least appreciate the effort my wife put into looking his best for our first meeting~” the fox growled hotly with a salacious slurp of his maw in approval of the plaything laying at his feet.

“Fuck off!” Miraj huffed as he tried, and failed, to gather the strength to stand back up!

Yet, despite his harsh words, the faintest hint of a blush appeared on his ears and cheeks when the demonic fox mentioned what he used to look like. That he had arrived into this world as a dainty, effeminate man was one of his most embarrassing secrets, leaving him feeling even more vulnerable after the fox revealed he was aware of it!

Despite his best efforts, the best the fox-kin could manage after being beaten to a pulp was clambering back a foot away from the naked Demon Lord’s ominous cock, as well as the puddle of spunk collecting beneath its tip. His fluffy tail, meanwhile, swept up between his muscled thighs to try and conceal his own shameful nudity, as well as guard the snug hole beneath the limb that was the evil kitsune’s likely goal.

Of course, the defeated Hero was only delaying the inevitable by seconds. A fact that was made clear as a single step from the giant fox, towering over the supposed paragon of masculinity upon the ground, brought him back beneath the fox’s feet.

Shortly thereafter followed by the monstrous brute of a fox plucking one of his legs up by its ankle and using it as leverage to drag the gasping fox-eared man back. Miraj’s eyes went wide as the giant club of fox cock bounced above his chiseled abdomen with each of its excited throbs, painting his perfect, creamy white skin in warm, mind-numbing demon musk.

He could feel the fox’s excitement already, vibrating through the air with the force of his possessive growls. A second later, and he’d be able to feel it via the force of the pulses racing through the fox’s tapered red demon dick as Amor went down on one knee to line it up between his tight waist, and even tighter ass cheeks.

Miraj’s next attempt to fight off his assaulter was punished with the fox’s other foot pressing down against his face—pinning his skull helplessly against the ground of the dungeon’s final floor. One of his large, cream-colored ears twitched, caught between the fox’s toes, whilst the other fluttered pathetically against the tiled floor.

His cheeks, meanwhile, were trapped against the kitsune’s soles, his jaw and collarbone pinned on either end of a heel that threatened to press against his throat with only a small adjustment.

“F-fuck!” Miraj gasped, still squirming despite the commanding pin the Demon Lord’s giant body casually held him in. He struggled as best he could to free himself from the other’s foot, one hand grasping against the floor for purchase, whilst the other futilely tried to shove the trunk of a limb grinding down against his face with the kitsune’s weight.

Only to freeze when he felt something awfully warm and wet slide awkwardly along the inside of his sculpted thigh, realigning itself after the shift in the fox’s stance sent it swaying across the comparatively tiny man’s body.

Miraj’s exotic eyes snapped back down, just in time to see the beastly Demon Lord nestle his absurd cock, just as large and nearly as thick as the fox-kin’s leg, back against his taint!

The Hero’s desperate, creamy-furred tail’s resistance was casually swept by the fox’s prick, leaving the limb matted and soaked to the skin by the slab’s copious fecundity. Which left his puckered ring utterly defenseless as his self-appointed husband’s drooling prick tapped its point along his taint and bare-skinned cheeks in a blind quest for its entrance!

Miraj’s anxiety grew, tightening around his throat like a noose, whilst his muscles flexed with more fear than he had ever felt before or after being summoned into this world!

He fought desperately, his leg not caught in the overpowering fox’s hand kicking vainly against the knee bracing most of the kitsune’s weight, whilst his hand upon the Demon Lord’s head-pinning leg punched against the demonic fox’s calf in a hope to dislodge it.

Nothing the Hero did worked!

As if it was his destiny, the sputtering, wedged start of the fox’s cock inevitably found the cleft between his muscled ass cheeks. From there, it only took a few, teasing thrusts along the discovered valley to find the base of the man’s tail... and just beneath it, the dimpled muscle ring now kissed by the searing hot point of virility.

“Such a spirited wife~ Keep resisting as long as you can; it’ll be that much more fun for both of us... But no matter how hard you fight, no matter how desperately you struggle, though, you’ll be an eager vixen for your demonic husband’s dick by the end regardless~” Amoren snickered. His black lips twisted back into a snarling grin that revealed his flesh-cleaving fangs.

“Fuuuu—aaaaah!” Miraj attempted to curse the kitsune demon again, only for the five-tailed beast to choose that specific moment to thrust in!

Miraj’s eyes went wide as a strange yell—somewhere between an ache-riddled groan and a surprised, perhaps even euphoric, gasp—escaped his throat unbidden!

He clenched every muscle within his body; his well-padded Strength Stat being put to the task as his ass tried to deny the living column of fox dick entrance!

His besieged pucker burned, making his long, fluffy tail shiver and wag fiercely against the ground like some flag waved in protest against his violation!

The fox-kin’s jaw clenched, desperately trying to keep any more shameful notes from slipping free. His eyes, fingers, and every other muscle in his body clenched tight as well, working in spirit with his sphincter struggling with every ounce of its power!

But, even if he still had his Buffs, there was no way his unplundered hole could resist the fox’s shaft; not when the demonic kitsune had the advantage of position and weight, putting his entire body into his first, proper, thrust~!

“Fuuuuuuuuck~!” Miraj’s lips tore open with another groaning whimper, his blue and yellow eyes snapping back open, moments before his strange pupils rolled towards his brow.

There weren't words for the sensation coursing through him as he was wrapped around the fox’s giant cock! His ring burned in protest, stretched pink as the fox’s tapered head ground its way forward, before being spread a fiercely flaring white when the main girth battered its way past his snug cheeks.

His prostate, meanwhile, quivered beneath the pounding thrust, making Miraj’s limp python of humanoid cock jolt from its own strength. His orange-sized balls twitched, leaving a small string of heroic spunk bridging from his bare thigh to his bulbous crown as the white shaft came to a humiliating stand!

The lurching throbs of the fox-kin’s length nearly went unnoticed due to the fox cock cramming itself into his back door with enough force to make the Hero roll against the floor—buckling his body thanks to the foot pinning his bust against the ground, before it unsprung just in time to receive the next thrust.

Just one thrust in and already Miraj felt like he was utterly stuffed, while his body rippled with a current of novel, foreign pleasure that made it a struggle to keep his eyes from rolling into the back of his skull.

He fought against the pleasure-current dragging his gaze upwards, and instead glanced down, confirming his suspicions when he spied a telling bulge obfuscating his chiselled, six-pack abdomen. The fox’s fat dick had contorted skin and muscle around its tapered point, stretching the fox-kin’s unblemished white belly a telling pink.

A heady, bestial pant of delight, pleasure, and excitement rolled from the Demon Lord’s rugged snout as he conquered the Hero’s ring, the breath palpable against the fox-kin’s torso despite his upright stance.

Miraj’s face, fortunately, was spared from the muggy blast, shielded by the man’s clawed foot pressing down against his cheek. But that didn’t spare him from the kitsune’s glaring blue eyes, peeking past the edge of the fox’s soles, and hungrily staring down at him like he was a piece of meat to be devoured.

If his humiliating erection and shameful groan was not already enough to make the Hero bury his face in his hands and never show himself in this world again, then the System announcement that came next would make him want to die on the spot.

HERO MIRAJ (LvL 100) has lost his virginity to Demon Lord Amoren!

HERO MIRAJ (LvL 100) has lost his <VIRGIN> title!

(Stat Change: Spirit Resistance against Horniness Down!)

HERO MIRAJ (LvL 100) has met the requirements and gained the

<DEMON COCK SLEEVE> title!

(Stat Change: Increased anal capacity! Reduced resistance against Demon Cock!)

Amoren’s hips froze mid-conquering press, leaving his sapphire-blue eyes meeting Miraj’s exotic pair—the former’s expression one of shocked surprise, the future wife’s a stony visage of frozen horror, save for the fox-kin’s white cheeks and teal-furred inner ears deepening into a fierce, vivid scarlet.

What the fuck sort of announcement was that. System!?

Miraj’s mind raced as they silently stared at each other.

The Virgin title had always sat in the Hero’s hefty title list as a shameful proof of his poor confidence with girls, even if he had consoled himself by thinking of it as a one-sided promise to the lovely priestess he had grown fond of.

Now the Demon Lord had stolen it, and more to the point, it had announced it to him!?

WHY THE FUCK DID THE FOX HEAR IT TOO!?

Well, he probably just got a ‘You have taken Hero Miraj’s virginity’, but still!

It figured that the one time the <Virgin> title’s Bonus against horniness would be useful, it got taken from him!

God, he could only hope that it was a local-only announcement, and that his Party hadn’t received it as well! That possibility was far too embarrassing to think about!

Then what the fuck was with that other title he had gained!?

Already!?

Did the System REALLY think he was a sleeve for demon cock only after one measly gut bulging thrust from the Demon Lord’s hips!?

Who the fuck’s side are you on, System!?

The cascade of ashamed thoughts surged through his mind, before his rampant train of thought was put to a rest by Amoren’s reaction; a jovial laugh that made Miraj reflexively whine.

‘Please, System, just have that cock kill me,’ Miraj whimpered.

The beastly fox leaned forward, pinning the fox-kin leg he held against his mighty thigh to drag the deflowered Hero’s ass up off the floor in combination with the log of dick lodged beneath his tail and teasing its first ridge against his entrance, whilst his other hand braced his monstrous weight against the floor.

All the while, the demonic fox kept his foot upon the fox-kin’s face—demonstrating a remarkable level of flexibility despite being a giant hulk of muscle!

“How adorable~ I didn’t know you were saving yourself for me, wife~ I’ll have to give you a big ol’ kiss to reward you for it... Once I’m done fucking your tight boycunt into a proper sleeve~”

Miraj didn’t even have the strength to snarl at the demonic fox, not that his chest would have the air to do so a second later when the giant dire fox’s hips slammed forward—cramming even more hole-gaping dire-dick into his torso, grinding the first flesh stretching ridge forward, and forced his lungs empty with a yelping moan! Shortly thereafter followed by the kitsune’s hips retreating, causing the ridge his hole had just swallowed to yank back out, and tug at his ring from the inside as it did so!

The fox-kin couldn’t be sure if it was the guilt-panging inducing pleasure he felt from the fox hollowing out his core with each nerve-wracking, prostate-pulverizing, slam that was responsible for his breathless state, or if the Demon Lord’s cock was thick enough, and buried deep enough, to literally force the air out from his chest with each sternum rocking press into his demonic spunk-lathered ring!

The latter was probably just another coping hope from Miraj, however, considering he struggled to keep his eyes from rolling into his skull with every squelch-ringing thrust from the Demon Lord’s hips. Those aching, lung-emptying groans, touched with an audible hint of orgasmic euphoria, were just another consequence of his virgin body being defiled by the kitsune’s knotted demon cock!

Not that the ‘little’ fox-kin could hide from the truth of his shameful pleasure even if he wanted to.

With every hole-fluttering ram into his back door, Miraj’s traitorous cock that he was oh so proud of after years of grinding and hours of theory crafting to achieve, hardened to a towering stand!

Soon enough, every slam into his ass caused all thirteen inches of his cut cock to slap against his fox dick-bulged abdomen like a flag announcing the kitsune’s conquest. His balls threw in their own shameful evidence of defeat with copious strings of fox-kin pre-spunk bridging between his stuffed belly and bulbous, bulbous head!

Although, even the Hero’s considerable production was completely overshadowed by the well of demon musk that was his pillaged ass, caving inwards with every excavating plunge from the monstrous man’s hips! Demonic vulpine precm scattered across the floor of the throne room, and across the Hero’s once immaculate, now spunk-matted carpet for a fox tail.

And if all that hadn’t been bad enough...

Spirit Check Failed. Horniness Up! Sanity Down!

Every thrust from Amor brought another depraved notification to Miraj’s ears and strange, pleasure-wracked eyes!

The Hero who thought he had conquered almost every threat in the world except for the Demon Lord himself was suddenly discovering the world he had been in for years now came with a Sex Minigame!

A pink Horniness and blue Sanity bar hovered in front of his face. Every thrust from the Demon Lord’s hips triggered a Spirit check; many of which, fortunately, he succeeded—a Level 100 Hero’s innate Spirit was nothing to scoff at!

But even his vaunted SPIRIT attribute wasn’t infallible, especially not when placed against the fox’s seemingly insatiable vigor!

His thrusts rolled forward and into the Hero’s firm backdoor with relentless regularity, inevitably ensuring that one of his checks would fail——causing his Horniness bar rise a considerable deal alongside his alabaster rod, and his Sanity bar to be chipped away by a modest sliver.

“Fuck!” Miraj hissed with a barely repressed moan.

The Demon Lord had barely crammed over half of his cock into his ass, and already his own shameful, human-like shaft was twitching at full mast, poised on the edge of a prostate-milked release without him even touching it—all while the pink bar hovering in front of his face inched towards its limit, and with it, his next shameful ‘defeat’!

There was nothing he could do to stop it!

Every clench in protest against the pounding log of vulpine virility impaling his core only made it press tighter against his prostate, and make the fox’s ravenous grunts and growls of possessive delight roll louder against his foot-smothered ear. Every meditation trick, every feat he had selected to boost his resistances, ‌only bought him precious time, delaying the inevitable humiliation of orgasming from being fucked!

His only hope was that his party might, with just the three of them, somehow descend the one-hundred floors towards the Demon Lord’s court and rescue him before his Horniness bar reached its limit.

But that would also cause all of them to see him being fucked by the Demon Lord’s cock, with his own cock at full mast and his lips huffing around coerced groans—including the sweet priestess he adored!

His heart wasn’t sure which was worse: her seeing his current state, or becoming the Demon Lord’s wife so long as his shame could be kept private!

SPIRIT CHECK FAILED. HORNINESS UP! SANITY DOWN!

HORNINESS BAR MAXXED OUT!

“Ah~!” Miraj, or at least his loins, finally couldn’t take anymore.

With one mighty, slamming thrust in a long series of insatiable rutting bucks, Amoren slammed the Hero’s Horniness bar to its limit!

The fox-kin’s body quivered. Any control he had over his blessed eyes fell apart, leaving the bicolored orbs spiraling in different directions. His hole spasmed and squeezed, pleasuring Amoren’s dick as his pucker pulsed in tandem to the clenches of his orange-sized spheres jostling across the column of slick meat still pounding its way into his hole like a jackhammer!

All thirteen inches of the Hero’s hard-earned masculinity throbbed, firing off not for his own conquest, but in complete submission to another man’s desire and pleasure—sending streaks of alabaster fox-kin spunk painting his muscled, sweat-glazed body, and splattering across the floor in front of him in long lines of yet more shameful evidence!

“Fuck yeah~” Amoren snarled in triumph, growling hotly as he milked his new wife’s reflexively clenching hole, slamming his hips forward in rapid succession for every ounce of pleasure he could pillage.

“I knew you were the perfect choice to take as my wife~ I can feel how your hole milks me like a well-trained fag’s despite this being your first time! You’re a natural cock sleeve! I can’t wait to see if you’re a natural cocksucker as well~!”

But, just as Miraj was about to bark back over the euphoric huffs of his release, another, far more terrifying System notification popped up in front of his face!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 100) has gained a stack of Climax!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 100) suffers the effect of Demon Lord Amoren (Lvl 100)’s Aura Of Conquest!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 100) loses one Level!

Level 100 -> Level 99!

HP 2550 -> 2520!

MP 2080 -> 2060!

MIGHT 255 -> 253!

ENDURANCE 255 -> 253!

AGILITY 116 -> 115!

WITS 108 -> 107!

SPIRIT 255 -> 252!

CHARISMA 167 -> 166!

‘Wait.

‘Wait. Wait. Wait.

Miraj’s mind raced while his eyes opened in dread as he saw his Stats shrink!

‘THIS GAME HAS LEVEL DRAIN MECHANICS!?

‘WHAT SORT OF TRY-HARD SYSTEM WORLD WAS THIS!?’

His horror only exacerbated as the fox’s next thrust triggered another Spirit check, which of course he naturally failed.

Not only did his cock remain hard and twitching—slapping heavily against his distended, demon-cock stretched belly with every squelching press into his depths—but the pink bar of his Horniness meter filled again, now with a DEEPER shade of pink!

No wonder his climax was being tracked in stacks!

If that wasn’t bad enough, not only were his Spirit Checks weaker because of his lost Level, and thus that much more likely to trigger Horniness-inducing, Sanity-damaging notifications, but it also made his body reduce in kind!

It was subtle from the outside, but noticeable when one’s being was already taxed to its limit by a giant column of throbbing demon fox cock pounding deep into your core. He was ever so slightly less robust and rugged than he was a moment before, overall a tenth of an inch shorter and slightly less muscled—with even his proud, towering thirteen-incher, reduced to a flag of vulpine conquest, diminishing to a ‘mere’ 12.9-inches.

Even if Miraj couldn’t tell what had happened by how the Demon Lord’s cock felt more taxing to take, and his body felt ever so slightly weaker and less vigorous, the Level Down notification had automatically popped up his Character Sheet—laying bare his reduced System Stats, and the secondary effects that had upon his dimensions and appearance!

Spirit Check Failed. Horniness Up! Sanity Down!

Something for Miraj to look forward to, as Amoren’s pounding thrusts dragged his Horniness bar back towards its peak faster than before. It wasn’t just that he was failing checks more often... Each failure filled that bar up faster, too!

To the Hero’s ever-compounding horror, he quickly realized what was going on. His Horniness bar must have been determined by his Spirit, meaning every lost point would be an exponential increase in how fast it filled!

“Fuuuuuuuck~!” Miraj wheezed as the discovery pushed him to resist once more, his limbs pitifully struggling against the Demon Lord’s commanding position.

Of course, since he couldn’t escape as a Level 100 Hero, he didn’t have much hope to escape now that he was only Level 99—and certainly not before he accumulated enough failed Spirit checks that his Horniness bar reached its peak again!

Much like before, the fox-kin shuddered, convulsing with a powerful climax that once more surpassed any he had ever felt in his solo sex life. His shaft spasmed, adding yet more lines of virile shame to the mess upon his belly and along the floor, whilst his ever more delirious mind spiraled further into fox musk-guided depravity.

Hero Miraj (Lvl 99) has gained a stack of Climax (Current Count 2)!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 99) suffers the effect of Demon Lord Amoren (Lvl 100)’s Aura Of Conquest!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 99) loses one Level!

Level 99 -> Level 98!

‘Not again!’ Miraj silently groaned as he saw and felt his hard fought for power and body diminish right before his eyes again, and still the damned Demon Lord of a fox hadn’t crammed the latter half of his dick into his back door!

He was starting to doubt if the kitsune could even manage to fit his giant slab of demon dick into his ass. If he could, he hoped the fucking fox would do so before he drained him back down to a Level 1 Hero twink—or at least for the fox to get his rocks off so he could be left in some prison cell, rather than endure this shamefully pleasurable torture!

Goddamnit, he was praying for the fox to cram his knot in him, if only to spare his Character Sheet from being completely obliterated!

“Hah! No need to worry, my cute little wife~ I’m not anywhere near satisfied yet~” the kitsune snarled, licking his drooling lips to clear speckles of saliva waving from his fangs.

“We’ll take care of all those pesky Hero Levels for you, then you can be your true self once more... Not to mention, let me give you a Class far more fitting for my new wife~”

‘Oh Goddess,’ Miraj whimpered, his hands clutching tightly to the fox’s leg pinning his head to the ground, whilst his leg inadvertently squeezed against the monstrous fox’s hip in reply to his squelching thrusts.

He was going to do it. The Demon Lord was going to fuck him down to zero!

And there was nothing ‌he could do about it!

He couldn’t even hope that his body would be unable to climax to save him from more lost Levels, thanks to the fact that his stacking Climax buffs and Horniness bar somehow seemed to keep his balls at prime production no matter how many times they dumped their contents. The only reduction that came to their output was entirely down to his lost Stats and assets, shriveling his spheres alongside his dick!

All he could do was lie there and take it, lying there and praying like the vulpine’s libido was a natural disaster!

He took the fox’s dick again...

Spirit Check Failed. Horniness Up! Sanity Down!

Spirit Check Failed. Horniness Up! Sanity Down!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 98) has gained a stack of Climax (Current Count 3)!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 98) suffers the effect of Demon Lord Amoren (Lvl 100)’s Aura Of Conquest!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 98) loses one Level!

Level 98 -> Level 97!

And again...

Spirit Check Failed. Horniness Up! Sanity Down!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 93) loses one Level!

Level 93 -> Level 92!

And again...!

Spirit Check Failed. Horniness Up! Sanity Down!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 81) loses one Level!

Level 81 -> Level 80!

Miraj’s climaxes came more frequently as he failed the Spirit Checks triggered by Amoren’s thrusts more often, and his Horniness meter grew shorter.

Meanwhile, the damage to his Sanity bar was having noticeable effects. A solid chunk of the blue bar was missing, leaving Miraj struggling to keep his face stoic. His chiseled expression—now noticeably softer and sleeker than it had been before the insatiable demon kitsune got his claws on him and his dick in him—had his lips almost perpetually open, huffing and panting with near-delirious pleasure after suffering a dozen prostate-pounding, hands-free climaxes back to back.

What had once been a paragon of masculinity, a living Adonis of a Hero, now just looked to be a robust and athletic male—the type that would still cause a woman’s gaze to swivel towards them, but no longer stood at the peak of a fantasy world’s masculinity!

But just when he thought he knew the depths of shame he’d be subjected to...

The System threw in another curveball.

Hero Miraj (Lvl 79) has met the requirements and Leveled Up his

<Demon Cock Sleeve> Title!

(Stat Change: Further increased Anal Capacity! Further reduced Resistance against Demon Cock!)

“Mmmph. There we go~ See, you’re a natural at taking my cock, babe~” the kitsune snarled, celebrating the announcement with a sudden, vigorous slam that sent Miraj’s mind spiraling into new heights of depraved bliss!

More inches than any man or woman should ever have taken slid forward to claim him, forcing more than just the first ridge that had long grown familiar with his pucker forward with it! The bulge upon his abdomen spread so far along his body that it stretched out and away from his less distinct, but still quite athletic, torso, wrapping fully around the shaft like a sleeve. Which only highlighted the gulf between their dicks now that his diminished, just shy of eleven-inch human cock slapped against an abdominal bulge larger than it!

But it appeared he had finally taken the main trunk of the fox’s dick! His firm cheeks—still clenching despite his once virgin pucker having long, loooong since been tamed into a proper, loose fuck hole for demon cock—quivered anew as the kitsune’s absurd knot slapped them! Each pounding, body-buckling blow from the lumbering dire fox’s hips smacked against the cheeks until the athletic posterior was a sore, shiny red!

Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately for his debasement ending anytime soon, it looked like Level 2 of <Demon Cock Sleeve> still wasn’t quite enough to take Demon Lord Amoren’s knot just yet—leaving the fox with no choice but to continue helping the Hero grind his title higher...

And continue obliterating his Levels and Character Sheet‌ at the same time!

Spirit Check Failed. Horniness Up! Sanity Down!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 68) loses one Level!

Level 70 -> Level 69!

“Hrrrf... Nice~” Demon Lord Amoren interjected as he continued to pound his knot against the ever weaker, ever smaller, Hero—now looking like a nice, handsome twunk instead of his former, cultivated hunk self.

“Mmm. With every Level I take from you, you become even prettier, my little demon fag wife~” the kitsune snickered, his hips not missing a beat as they continued to pound his heroic plaything into oblivion before his throne!

Miraj’s eyes spiraled again, and his shaft splattered away another Level in dutiful obedience to the cock’s jackhammering press.

He had long since passed the point of failing more Spirit checks than he made. But ever since his Title leveled up, and the kitsune’s cock pounded its full, main girth into his obedient pucker, he was now jizzing himself with every thrust!

The Hero was essentially riding a non-stop flurry of climaxes, keeping his ever-smaller cock pumping out thin streaks of fox-kin virility without end!

He didn’t even have time to finish his last climax, let alone recover, before the kitsune’s next abdomen-stretching prostate-grinding thrust triggered his next failed Notification, and thus his next climax—causing what should have been a second splatter of spunk to instead fire off with the combined vigor of that parting shot with his next ball-draining eruption!

His Sanity bar was now blaring red just like his HP bar, whilst his Horniness bar had grown a vivid, almost angry-looking red with how many stacks his climaxes had racked up!

He didn’t know what would happen when his Sanity finally hit zero, but he desperately, pathetically didn’t want to find out!

“Huff... Huff... Please!” Miraj begged, having taken minutes, and another dozen levels, to finally work his lips and throat into a groaning whimper.

Any sense of his heroic propriety had been fucked out of him long ago, leaving the whimpering fox-eared man whining, hopelessly throwing himself at the Demon Lord’s nonexistent pity for relief from the unending torment of pleasure he was subjected to!

“Mmm. Don’t worry, my pretty little wifey boi~ You’re not that far from taking my knot now~” the kitsune grunted, his voice rippling with his pent-up pleasure from what felt like hours of non-stop fucking.

Yet the demon fox’s hips didn’t show the slightest hint of fatigue, pounding forward like an unstoppable engine of prostate-pounding desire—sending wet, squelching slaps of displaced demon precum echoing throughout the mighty court with every driving plunge of the shaft forward!

“Just a little bit more, and your Title will Level Up again~” Amoren’s voice rung out as lifted himself up from the floor instead of looming over his Hero sleeve—bracing one hand against his knee to keep his lumbering, winged frame aloft while his malevolent, burning-sapphire eyes could admire the whimpering slut of a Hero in all his ever-more pathetic state~

Spirit Check Failed. Horniness Up! Sanity Down!

Hero Hiraj (Lvl 57) loses one Level!

Level 57 -> Level 56!

“Ah!” the fox-kin’s eyes were once more knocked to the back of his skull as another knot-clapping thrust wrought his 44th climax of the evening to fruition.

Calling the fox-eared man a twunk now would be charitable. He was solidly within the twink category now; his body was limber and lithe, having lost near half a foot of height, which made the bulge of the demonic cock using him like a fag-sleeve appear all the more absurd!

Miraj’s shaft, meanwhile, had gone from a mighty greatsword of masculinity to a respectable eight-inches. But, whilst that size would have been enough for most men, after taking what he had once considered to be the heights of masculinity—at least until all his conceptions of such were shattered by the demonic dick ravaging his body and Stats—it could only be considered mediocre!

The Hero was an utter mess. His hole all but lived for Amoren’s demonic dick now; clutching, spasming, and delighting in the length’s demonic protrusions. His ring shivered with every stretching plunge of a ridge forward, followed by its wall-clutching retreat, whilst his prostate hummed beneath the combing onslaught like a musical instrument which dispensed pleasure into the future foxy wife’s core.

The kitsune’s insatiable, downright merciless pillaging ensured his copious fecundity poured from the twink’s back door, utterly drenching Miraj’s tail, cheeks, and thighs in the warm, viscous spunk. So much so that a widening puddle of demonic ambrosia slowly crept along the side of the fox-kin’s body pressed flush against the dirt, nearly reaching his ear prostrated against the tiled ground thanks to the overpowering Kitsuné’s pinning foot.

His front wasn’t any better. So many haphazard arcs of weaker boy seed lined the dungeon’s floor that they could serve as a scoreboard to the kitsune’s numerous victories over the defeated Hero!

The first, and oldest, of his cum streaks were the longest, stretched across the tiles as befit his once majestic ruler-defying cock. But now, each shot racing out of the hoodless white shaft couldn’t hope to reach as far, whilst the most impotent of shots barely arced past the puddle of demon pre flowing in from around his widening hips to pool against his front as well.

And yet...

Spirit Check Failed. Horniness Up! Sanity Down!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 56)loses one Level!

Level 56 -> Level 55!

Amoren still wasn’t done!

Miraj could barely focus on his Character Sheet’s changes anymore. His glazed, orgasm-rolling eyes barely had a moment to glance over his ever-shrinking Stats before the next thrust, and the next failed save, drained his Level and Stats. The new, updated Character Sheet appeared above the first, leaving an entire stack of ephemeral announcements queued up in front of his pinned face!

He couldn’t take it anymore!

He was going to break!

His Sanity bar was nothing more than a tiny notch, barely more than a pixel of flashing blue and red, ready to disappear at any moment, at any thrust of the Demon Lord that had declared himself his husband!

Spirit Check Failed. Horniness Up! Sanity Down!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 55) loses one Level!

Level 55 -> Level 54!

But, just as the vulpine’s insatiable rut had become a blur of pleasure, a new sensation brought him back out of his climax-riddled trance. His supple, toned cheeks stretched around the vulpine lord’s massive, tri-lobed dick in a way that they never had before, and his subjugated ring got its first, proper, sloppy, precum-riddled kiss on its owner’s knot!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 54) has met the requirements and Leveled up his

<Demon Cock Sleeve Lvl 2> Title!

(Stat Change: Further increased Anal Capacity! Further reduced Resistance Against Demon Cock!)

Miraj coughed as the extra fraction of an inch of dick he took to make that lurid, grinding kiss possible knocked what little scraps of air he had desperately sucked into his lungs back out again.

His eyes watered. A combination of delirious pleasure, and the relief and dread that came from knowing the fox’s depraved rut was about to reach its crescendo!

He had made it with his Class intact...!

But, the relief that he felt from having another 50 Levels ‘spare’ butted heads with his Sanity’s imminent destruction, and whatever consequences its loss was going to reap!

Demon Lord Amoren’s sapphire eyes glowered, radiating with the intensity of a fox who had spent the last several hours edging in his new boy-wife’s hole without relief. His clawed hands gouged through the Dungeon floor in front of Miraj’s face, whilst his hips rolled back—dragging almost every last inch of monstrous, gut-bulging demon cock the fox-kin had been made to take out of his fluttering, gaping, demon sleeve for a hole.

Miraj’s dread only grew, his eyes opening more fearfully than they ever had in his adventure-filled life, drifting down to look at that absurd cock—thicker than his thigh, its root lifted past his knee, whilst the tapered head remained wedged in place, every ridge dragged free and dripping with spunk pooled within their contoured valleys.

That... That shaft looked quite a bit larger than when it had first rammed into him... More so than could be explained by his comparatively smaller body.

“No... ‌no, no, no, please!” Miraj desperately begged!

Only to be answered with a cruel, monstrous smirk from the Demon Lord’s large, fang-lined maw...

And by an omnipotent SLAM, rocking with every ounce of the Demon Lord’s maxed-out Might, shoving his log of throbbing meat back into his spasming cock-sleeve~!

Miraj’s vision went white as more inches than he could count in his current, pleasure-wracked state, rocked right back into the sleeve they had stretched out for the better part of the evening~ His eyes rolled until his peculiar irises could barely be seen at the edge of his sclera, whilst his cock spasmed and erupted with his strongest climax yet despite his loins diminished state!

The fox-kin’s soft, supple lips parted with a euphoric moan! So strong, in fact, that the conquered Hero’s mind raced with dreadful fear that his companions, left to fend in the Dungeon on their own, would be able to hear it echoing through the floors!

His Sanity bar shook! The blaring klaxon within his mind warning him grew ever more prominent, whilst even the bar itself seemed to crack—barely holding on purely by the tattered dregs of his heroic determination!

Then... throughout it all...

Spirit Check Failed. Horniness Up! Sanity Down!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 54) loses one Level!

Level 54 -> Level 53!

Another notification cut through the blinding white pleasure, ringing in his ears deafened by his moaning bliss and the depraved fox’s possessive snarls!

His stuffed tail-star clenched in sympathetic spasms, pleasuring the fox’s knot half-lodged past it in a desperate, reflexive milking of the Demon Lord’s cock for his potent seed, even as its owner struggled just to keep himself from being swallowed by the waves of hedonistic pleasure!

The demonic kitsune’s hips wrenched back, dragging nearly the entirety of his cock from his newest sleeve’s quivering ring, prolonging the climax of defeat rocking through Miraj’s loins. Until the next, psyche-dislodging slam sent Miraj’s consciousness spiraling once more into delirium, and lodged the fox’s knot deeper into that eager, passionately smooching boi-cunt.

Level 53 -> Level 52!

The cracks upon Miraj’s Sanity bar deepened. He couldn’t even see a pixel of blue as the bar bottomed out, leaving him hovering literally on the edge of mental oblivion!

His thin fingers dug against the demon fox’s knees and the floor, clutching desperately to any anchor that could ground him to reality. All while a shameless, begging moan for his future husband’s knot escaped his now somewhat dainty-looking mouth!

Level 52 -> Level 51!

A wish that was answered with but another slam from the fox’s knot soon thereafter, finally sliding the fat trio of glands past his tender, abused ring—a virgin entrance before the Demon Lord got his paws on it, but after a single rut, was now more experienced than most life long concubines~

Hero Miraj (Lvl 51) has gained a stack of Climax (Current Stacks 50)!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 51) suffers the effect of Demon Lord Amoren (Lvl 100)’s Aura Of Conquest!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 51) loses one Level!

Level 51 -> Level 50!

HP 2550 -> 2520!

MP 2080 -> 2060!

MIGHT 156 -> 154!

ENDURANCE 155 -> 154!

AGILITY 67 -> 66!

WITS 58 -> 57!

SPIRIT 101 -> 100!

CHARISMA 91 -> 89!

His torso was nothing more than a sleeve for the demonic kitsune’s dick at this point! The flaring glands of the fox’s knot could be seen in the bulge just above the fox-kin’s crotch, draping his meager eight inches beneath the distention they made. The main trunk of the masculine log, meanwhile, stretched along his abdomen, the bulge it made visibly throbbing with each earthquake of desire lurching through the buried shaft!

The Hero’s lithe, spread legs ground against the giant, lumbering dire-kitsune’s hips. His buttocks rested on the Dark Lord’s virile, watermelon-sized balls; his spunk-matted tail was all but glued to the source of the fecund essence soaking the creamy-furred limb through!

But the true Sanity sundering blow came when those giant white spheres clenched, and the entire shaft lodged within the Hero’s torso flared in answer, pumping pints, if not gallons, of demonic cum straight into his core!

It might have been only a single climax unlike the flurry he had experienced up to this point, but it was like he was frozen at the very peak of euphoria by the Demon Lord’s climaxing shaft, ensuring all sense was knocked out of the silly Hero’s head! His expression showed nothing but listless bliss, while his ‘decent’ circumcised shaft made an utter mess of his front once more.

All the while, each eruption pouring into his body made the fox-kin’s toned abdomen swell, obscuring the impression the demonic shaft made within his body as the weight of seed left him looking as pregnant as any brood whore!

Miraj’s hand that had been scrambling against the ground reached down, pressing against his swelling belly as it grew fatter and fatter with every clench of the fox’s seemingly insatiable release—making him groan with yet deeper delirious pleasure as his nerves and psyche gave up trying to understand the sensations crashing into him anymore!

He was just a sleeve.

A sleeve for demon cock.

A cum dump for the Demon Lord’s cock!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 50)’s SANITY has hit 0!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 50) has cum his brains out to Demon Lord Amoren’s dick!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 50) has become Addicted to Demon Kitsune Cum!

(Duration: Permanent!)

Hero Miraj (Lvl 50) has met the requirements and gained the <Cum Slut> Title!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 50) has met the requirements!

His <Cum Slut> and <Demon Cock Sleeve> Titles have combined and become the <Faggot For Demon Fox Cock> Title!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 50)’s Sexuality has been Shattered!

His Sexuality has changed from Straight to Gay!

The flurry of sexuality sundering notifications were barely understood by the whimpering slut for demonic fox cock laying supine upon the floor.

His poor, knot-stuffed rump erupted around the bestial dire fox’s crotch with a geyser of vulpine virility escaping from his utterly seed-stuffed belly. But even that wasn’t enough to keep up with the productivity pouring into his body, as more than a fair share of the seed found its way through the entire length of the <Faggot For Demon Fox Cock>’s body, spilling forth from his mouth in coughing belches far thicker and copious than the erratic shots springing forth from his shrinking prick!

But at least it was over now...

The Demon Lord, half-standing upright with his awkward kneeling position over his dicked-down slut of a future wife, huffed with satisfaction. The eruptions of piping hot, demon seed pumping deep into his wife’s belly slowly petered to a close—leaving the spurts escaping from both ends of the delirious Hero’s body to diminish into half-hearted sputters, at least until the twink’s body finally reached an equilibrium with the lake of cum wobbling within his guts.

As he lay there, panting, his glazed blue and yellow eyes with their strange, celestial-styled pupils met the Demon Lord’s fierce sapphire gaze.

It had cost Miraj half his Levels, as well as his sexuality, but he had survived!

He just had to hope that his friends could rescue him from wherever the fox imprisoned him before his next rut—

The kitsune’s grip fastened itself upon the lithe fox-kin’s thighs, using them like a lever to wrench his cock-sleeve up and off his knot!

Pulling the giant drum of anchoring vulpine masculinity out was an utterly insane, if not impossible, feat!

At least, it would have been for a normal person, but after the hours the Demon Lord had spent helping him grind his <Faggot For Demon Fox Cock> Title, his hole was as perfectly stretchy or tight as needed for his owner’s dick at any moment in time!

That didn’t stop Miraj from giving a pathetic whimper as the dire fox pried himself free! He didn’t even stop at his tapered head this time, dragging two-feet of demonic kitsune dick from his guts amidst an erupting torrent of demon spunk now that the knot was not there to keep the reservoir of fox spunk in place within his abdomen.

Much to the shameful delight of the pathetic hero, groaning and whimpering on the ground in a pool of his and the fox’s oh so delectable cum—well, mostly the fox’s.

The leg that had been lifted over Amoren’s thigh and hips finally landed with a splat onto the lake of jizz. His bloated belly slowly shrunk as fox seed continued to pour free, while his panting face and delirious eyes stared up from the floor at the utter hunk that had broken him.

Three meters of rippling muscle and fur. Powerful, curved horns which crowned a rugged, foxy face. Fangs that could tear through steel. A shaggy mane of dark green and ebony-tipped bangs. Mighty wings which lifted high past his wide shoulders. Daggers for claws. A set of five fiercely wagging tails dancing with his hedonistic delight...

And of course, two feet of crimson godhood; a messily tapered tip still drooling with a seemingly endless supply of addictive demon seed, lined with ridges which flexed, flared, and grasped at the air just like they had the little slut’s walls with the aftershocks of the kitsune’s pleasure, and a pair of fat, barrel-sized nuts that could breed any womb he got his claws on.

God, what a hunk!

If it wasn’t for the whole ‘Demon Lord intent on conquering the world’ thing, Miraj would have totally accepted his proposal in a heartbeat!

The Hero blinked, shaking that thought aside with a groan.

No, that wasn’t him! That thought came from the new ‘Gay’ descriptor next to Character Sheet’s listed sexuality!

He didn’t care what that Sheet said, he was straight, dammit!

...

Even if he struggled to wrench his gaze off ‌of the Demon Lord’s cock, his eight-inch prick twitching with but a glance—while any thoughts or consideration he now had for women’s attractiveness seemed to have become entirely academic.

Groan... He really was a <Faggot For Demon Fox Cock>, wasn’t he...

He barely had the time to contemplate that before his demonic suitor reached down and plucked the barely cognizant bitch from the floor—leaving a suspiciously Miraj-shaped outline in the puddle of cum beneath them.

This was his chance, he thought with a resigned sigh. He was going to be carted off to some cell, giving him plenty of time to freshen up as he waited for rescue...

Aaaaand instead, Amoren’s mighty arms draped his eager cum slut of a Hero-wife against his chest—leaving Miraj’s long, spunk-matted ears twitching against his husband’s pectorals. The demonic fox’s trunk for arms pinned the twink fox’s toned limbs behind them in a full-nelson hold, grasping the boy’s bare-skinned thighs in his clawed hands—leaving behind vivid red scores along the fox-kin’s soft skin.

Alas, Miraj was too distracted by the giant slab of fox cock twitching against his still spunk-dripping ass to care, as a conflicted feeling of dread and delight took root within his chest.

That shaft was definitely bigger... It was like all his inches, and perhaps even his Levels, were being drained to make that Hero-conquering cock even mightier!

“Wha-what~?” Miraj eventually babbled as his sluggish mind finally caught up to what was going on.

“I told you, my little fag wife~” the fox snarled against one of the Miraj’s long ears. His tongue licked over his chops as he slowly lifted the small, diminished Hero up along his chest—lining that loose, gaping, desperate boi-cunt towards the dick it was now made to serve. “We’re not stopping until every last Hero Level is fucked from your Character Sheet~”

“W-wait!” Miraj squeaked, moments before the kitsune rammed him down onto the shaft like he was a cheap toy~

Pints of seed still trapped in his tunnel splattered out beneath the pistoning press, squeezed right out of his body as the fox’s knot plunged right into his tamed, domesticated hole right from the first thrust!

Spirit Check Failed. Horniness Up! Sanity Down!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 50) loses one Level!

Level 50 -> Level 49!

‘So much for thinking I could survive with my Class intact,’ Miraj whimpered internally as another climax surged through his body.

Each upward buck and downward slam from the fox’s grip bounced his pinned body up and down. His shrinking dick and peculiar eyes wagged along in the wake of his movements; while his mushroom-shaped head splattered out an arc of creamy white fox-kin seed on top of the pool of demon spunk at their feet.

The worst part was that Miraj was almost excited for the fox getting his way!

His faggot tail swished at the thought of utterly submitting to the kitsune lord—to become nothing more than his vapid, eager boi-wife! He knew it was wrong; he knew he needed to resist, but...

SLAM!

Spirit Check Failed. Horniness Up! Sanity Down!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 49) loses one Level!

Level 49 -> Level 48!

God demon fox cock felt so good~!

Surprisingly, he had more Sanity to lose, too!

Well, ‘lose’ might not be quite the same word when the shattered, broken bar was filling up with a red hue with every inevitably failed Spirit check the fox-kin made. He didn’t have any Sanity left to lose; he just had an empty, silly head knocked senseless and ready to be taught how to be a good wife by that glorious, ridged demon dick!

Miraj’s ever daintier maw opened with a constant, hedonistic moan; a euphoric song of utter bliss as he rode the cock that had broken him with every overpowering slam from the dire kitsune’s fists!

He didn’t pay the constant dings of failed checks and lost Levels any mind. His eyes bounced from the sight of his belly bulging with his husband’s cock and his shrinking dick, and up to the ceiling to spy the edge of his devilishly handsome owner’s mug with every rolling slam up and tug down!

The amount of cock slamming into his guts wasn’t much different from when he was being dicked down to oblivion on the ground, but the bouncing motion and his broken Sanity bar left the ever weaker Hero giggling, huffing, and whimpering with delirious pleasure.

Especially as Amoren took full advantage of his <Faggot For Demon Fox Cock> title’s bonus to cram his knot past his utterly tamed back door with every evey bouncing thrust—putting the <Demon Cock Sleeve>’s hole to work to milk his knot with every ceaseless climax induced clench from the hole~

“Just think~ you were struggling to take even the start of my cock when we first met~” the beastly vulpine lord snarled against his ear, his ‘sweet’ words tarnished by the possessive snarl which openly rippled forth from his throat. “Now, you’re taking my knot like a true fag~ Such a devout little wife, having persevered so far for your husband’s pleasure~”

Although Miraj’s perseverance had very little to do with his newly gained titles, and everything to do with the insatiable fox’s overpowering rut and merciless poundings, the delirious Miraj couldn’t help but grin proudly—his large ears lifting to brush against the fox’s rugged snout with his praise.

It made perfect sense to him; he was a good wife!

The fox had worked him He had worked so, so hard to be a good sleeve for his demonic husband’s knot, after all!

“A-anything for you, dear....” Miraj couldn’t help but giggle as the dire fox’s thrusts pounded his silly little derriere with more cock than a little waifish fox like him ever should have taken.

His eyes, glowing with a hint of the Demon Lord’s blue eyes around their strange pupils, barely noticed his Level count tick beneath the 30s—another tribute his spasming, now utterly average six-inch dick made to the column of masculinity SLAMMING into his core with every bouncing gait of his husband’s hips and rake of his fists.

His appearance wasn’t much better off. What definition the Hero’s body once had was gone, leaving him a lithe, almost ideal, boyish twink—and he still had over twenty Levels to lose!

He was quickly racing back to the waifish, effeminate fox-kin boy he had been when he first arrived in this world. But, unlike before, he was almost giddy about seeing his original self again!

Sure, that dainty frame that had made him oh so easily mistaken for a flat-chested girl whenever he wore a kimono had once been the bane of his existence—utterly contrasting against his Class and Role of HERO!

But now Miraj knew the truth!

He was never meant to be anything more than the Demon Lord’s wife!

The appearance of a dainty boy-bitch was perfect for him to service the devilishly handsome kitsune’s cock all day~!

“That reminds me...” the fox snarled as his knot messily, noisily plopped in and out of the fox-kin’s spasming pucker—sending cup-sized wads of trapped spunk, both previous and new, slapping to the floor with every rutting press.

“Mmrrff~?” the delirious, cock and lust drunk Miraj answered wordlessly as his Level crashed into the teens.

“I promised my <Virgin> wife a reward, didn’t I~?”

Before Miraj knew what was happening—or as little as he could know anything in his mindless, hedonistic, Sanity shattered bliss—his husband’s giant muzzle pressed against his lips!

With a thoughtless, desperate mew, the dainty femboy’s lips parted, allowing the Demon Lord’s long, slick, nearly prehensile tongue to plunder his maw like it was just one more hole for him to ravage!

Miraj’s eyes rolled back into his brow once more, kicked there with each knot fucking slam into his dainty fag-cunt, and each plunging, throat-bulging ‘kiss’ from the kitsune’s tongue~

His small, lithe fingers desperately clutched to the kitsune’s overpowering, masculine arms and broad, rugged chest—the utter opposite of his thin, supple limbs and lithe torso.

His small cocklet, a tiny white flag less than four inches in length, wavered with every roll like a light switch being flicked from on to off and back again—spurting out long thin streaks of all but disappeared fox-kin virility, forced from his walnut-sized balls shrinking with every drop they expelled.

The little fag-fox for demon dick was in utter heaven.

Screw the fate of the world—all he cared about was his husband’s gut-stuffing demon dick!

At least until his husband suddenly stopped.

Miraj blinked. His sapphire-radiating eyes watched as Amoren pulled his tongue from his gullet—leaving behind bridges of spit between their separating maws in its wake. The fox’s bloated knot-glands, quivering on the edge of a release, kissed and ground against a broken, tamed, and utterly domesticated hole it had been leisurely ramming into.

“K-kon?” the fox-kin barked meekly, huffing as he sought an answer for the kitsune’s pause.

Which was when Miraj finally noticed two things.

The first was the pages of notifications announcing how many Levels he had cum away.

The second... was a portal the fox had conjured, effectively using it as a mirror to let Miraj see... himself.

He saw the tiny, waifish, effeminate fox-kin femboy he once was, with skin as smooth and as white as milk and a tiny cocklet and balls that barely served as decoration, let alone a true function. He was stuffed full of his husband’s cock. His little rump and wide hips sat upon a dire fox knot that seemed utterly impossible for him to take—knowing full well that he could, considering it had been pounding through his backdoor with ease but a moment earlier!

His glowing blue eyes, mirroring his husband’s dominating will, were new, but hardly undesired~

With a bashful blush, Miraj looked away from the portal-mirror and towards his sheet—casting the familiar Stat array he had seen on his first day in this fantastical world with a nostalgic glance.

LEVEL 1 — HERO

HP 130

MP 90

MIGHT 7

ENDURANCE 12

AGILITY 16

WITS 8

SPIRIT 13

CHARISMA 17

Hardly fitting for the Hero he once thought he needed to be~

“It just occurred to me~” the fox growled hotly, interrupting Miraj’s wistful thoughts—his hips keeping the eager fag fox hovering on every word by holding his knot hostage against the effeminate fox-kin’s ring. “I never actually proposed to you yet, have I~? Silly me~”

The old him would have very much doubted that such a mistake was an ‘accident’ that he only just now realized.

The new Miraj, however, believed every word his majestic demon husband said!

It just went without saying that Amoren had been so excited to consummate their marriage that he had utterly forgotten to propose until the fox-kin was an eager, obedient, utterly enthralled bitch for demon cock~

Nor was the maddening withholding of the knot a deliberate ploy to make him answer swiftly in order to receive the class-shattering climax it promised; no, that was just to make certain he wasn’t distracted for this momentous moment!

A trace of Miraj’s former heroic determination and spunkiness showed itself, as rather than letting the kitsune stud speak his proposal, the boy-wife beat him to the punch! His dainty hands reached up, clasping his demonic fiancé by his rugged jaw, ‘guiding’ the towering beast of a man’s snout down so he could place a gentle smooch on the Demon Lord’s lips~

Well, with one hand, at least... The other slipped down to the Character Sheet in front of him, hovering above a button...

“Please... Please, please, please let this little fox fag Hero be your wife~ I want to spend the rest of my days pleasuring your huge, throbbing, demon cock~” Miraj whined with the most sincere, most desperate wish he had ever made in his once prestigious life...!

Just as his wandering hand tapped over his Character Sheet’s Title options, flicking away from the <Hero Of Eternity> title he had spent months grinding to prepare for his confrontation with the Demon Lord, and instead mantled the Title far more fitting for his new life as his wife~

Hero Miraj (Lvl 1) has swapped his displayed title to <Faggot For Demon Fox Cock>!

Unlike all the other System notifications, this one Miraj knew would reach his other party members~ Not that he minded anymore, in fact the thought of inviting the lovely priestess he was once so infatuated with to his and Amoren’s wedding reception made the feminine fox-kin giggle in delight.

The fond growl rippling from his husband’s chest and against his back told Miraj that he had done well—making his long, spunk-matted tail wag from being a good fag-wife!

“I knew you were meant to be mine~” the Demon Lord snarled, plunging his tongue into the little fox-kin’s maw once again, dragging the poor, desperate fox wife’s hole up along his ridged dick one last time... Before slamming his sleeve down over his bloated knot, hilting himself within the well-trained boy-cunt once more~

Another flurry of System notifications greeted Miraj’s ears and eyes, not that the little fox-kin’s mind was home to read over them. He was once more in the throes of white-hot pleasure as his husband’s second climax of the night bloated his belly, and sent a cascading waterfall of thick, creamy fox nut pouring out of the knot-plugged hole and falling to the ground between the monstrous Demon Lord’s feet!

Spirit Check Failed. Horniness Up! Sanity Down!

Hero Miraj (Lvl 1) loses one Level!

Level 1 -> Level 0!

Hero Miraj (???)’s Sanity has been Obliterated!

Hero Miraj (???)’s Sexuality has been Obliterated!

Sexuality changed from Gay to Demon Fag!

??? Miraj (???) has lost the Hero Class!

??? Miraj (???) has married Demon Lord Amoren (Lvl 100)!

??? Miraj (???) has gained the title <Demon Lord’s Concubine>!

??? Miraj (???) has met the requirements and gained the Vixen Class!

Demon Lord Amoren (Lvl 100) has chosen the Vixen Class for his Concubine!

Miraj and his demonic owner’s lips parted again, this time to make way for the splatter of demon seed coughed up from the little fox-kin’s belly to make a further mess of his thin, waifish torso. Barely an inch of the little wife now wasn’t coated in either sweat or seed.

Both their eyes swiveled down past the vixen-boy’s spunk-bloated abdomen, watching as what meager masculinity Miraj had been born with was about to suffer its most drastic change yet...

Due to Vixen Miraj (Lvl 1)’s new Class his Sex has changed from Male to Cuntboy!

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has gained the Heat Status Effect!

Although Miraj couldn’t see the change past his seed-swollen belly, he could feel it—feel the impotent length that wasn’t even worth its weight as a decoration evaporate away as his body changed, evolved, to better serve his Master!

His effete lips‌ spread in a wide smile while his azure-hued eyes watered with joy that he could better serve his husband’s prodigious desires as a proper wife. As where his meager, three-inch cock and walnut-sized spheres once lay, now a proper pair of puffy vixen lips lay—wafting its fertile scent to join the oppressive stench of kitsune virility which all but choked the air with its potency!

The next bloated swell he sported would not be just for show~

The little vixen-boy got to see his new hole a moment later, as the fox’s powerful claws—having long since marked Miraj’s once perfectly white and smooth hips and thighs with a criss-cross of thin red scratch marks—wrenched the slut for demon cock off of his knot one last time. A torrential downpour of fox spunk was unleashed as his belly deflated, christening the virile vulpine’s absurd knot and equally absurd balls in their own fecundity, before landing against the floor with all the weight and heft of an overturned bucket of cream~

The ridges along the demonic fox’s cock, meanwhile, left Miraj’s petite eyelids fluttering. The shaft felt almost as good pulling out as it did ramming in—the knot very much included in his wifey assessment~

“Now then... Some wedding gifts for you, my dear~” the kitsune’s words rumbled as they lingered in place, causing Miraj to lift his gaze hopefully to the giant, lumbering fox’s—half expecting it to be another kiss from his husband!

Instead, he was greeted to another snap of the fox’s fingers, and a flurry of items summoned onto the waifish fox-kin’s body!

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has equipped the Demon Lord Concubine’s Collar (Cursed)!

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has equipped the Demon Lord Concubine’s Cuffs (Cursed)!

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has equipped the Demon Lord Concubine’s Anklets (Cursed)!

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has equipped the Demon Lord Concubine’s Tail-Cuffs (Cursed)!

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has equipped the Demon Lord Concubine’s Silk-Vest (Cursed)!

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has equipped the Demon Lord Concubine’s Silk-Waistband (Cursed)!

And of course...

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has equipped the Demon Lord Concubine’s Matrimonial Band (Cursed)!

His husband was such an amazing, swoon-worthy romantic~

Miraj couldn’t help but giggle as the set of wonderful harem silks, perfectly complimenting his white and teal colors with his husband’s dark orange fur and blue eyes, manifested upon his person~ He felt the familiar bite of cursed items latching onto his body and soul, but while the old, foolish him might have been worried, the new and improved Miraj found it a comfort!

Now, he would never be without his husband’s gifts~

The newly wed vixen-boy couldn’t help but look at his new equipment’s effects, however—old instincts from years of adventuring lingered still even in his new, ideal state.

The harem silk outfit was oh so functional; equipped with various cuffs and collars that could be hooked to chains or leashes, or bound to one another—however his Lord wished. Of course, none of the silk drapes got in the way to any of his holes, complimenting and enticing with no concern for modesty. There was even plenty of space for his belly to swell!

It was also ‘enchanted’ with many useful effects! The most immediate of which was enhancing the effects of his Demon Cum Addiction and Heat Status Effects by 50% for each item—for a combined total effect of 350%!

A fact that nearly bowed Miraj over as his weeping wet, desperate fox cunt dripped with feminine estrus across the kitsune cock he was all but sitting upon.

Their useful bonus didn’t end there, either... experience bonuses for his new Vixen class, fertility enhancements that ensured his litters were proper broods, to more utilitarian bonuses. Such as the band upon his left ring finger, which now allowed his husband teleport Miraj to his side from anywhere in the world, or even from alternate dimensions—ensuring the Demon Lord would never be far from his, eager, fertile cunt fox~

It was even ‌part of a set! Adding even more bonuses that made him a good, proper brood wife~

But the fox-kin had to blink at one line on each of the items.

Part of the Demon Lord’s Concubine Set (7/8)

Why would his husband give him an incomplete set?

That’s when he glanced at the missing ‘item’, and the effect the complete set bonus would have, causing the little fox-kin’s effete white cheeks and long, fluffy ears to burn with a blush.

“M-master...” Miraj couldn’t help but inquire sweetly, like a ditzy vixen that asked the most obvious question for his more knowledgeable husband to answer with patient devotion. “This set comes in different varieties... Why did you give me the Kit Mill variety?”

Not that the fox-kin complained, of course... The idea of breeding legions of demonic foxes for his oh so sexy husband made his ovaries weep with fertile eggs to be claimed. But... if he was the Demon Lord’s consort, shouldn’t Amoren have given him the set which made his heirs more potent, rather than making more of them?

Then again, perhaps the fox never intended to leave his throne.

“Simple,” the kitsune growled, licking his lips just shy of Miraj’s fluffy, sensitive ears. One hand kept a hold of the boy to help him straddle the mighty column of meat twitching with excitement between the vixen-boy’s thighs, whilst the other slipped down to rub across his tummy—still slightly gravid from all the spunk clogging his colon.

“I intend to sire an entire army from your womb~ Hundreds... no, thousands of demonic foxes that will go out and scour the world and rut it in my name~” he snarled hotly, making Miraj shiver from the brush of his breath across the nape of his neck... And his womb quiver with excitement at the idea.

Thousands of sons born from his cunt, his own children being an unstoppable tide that washed over the world and conquered it in his husband’s name! The former Hero, the one who was chosen by the Goddess to stop the very fate his womb was about to make possible, wagged his tail, his sapphire-glowing eyes glowing with excitement.

A small part of him wondered if the answer was complete, though... There appeared to be something Amoren was holding back from his answer, but, well... That was just because he wasn’t smart enough to comprehend the full picture~ He was just a little breeding bitch for his husband’s cock, after all—he didn’t need to comprehend the full picture!

“Yes, please~” the vixen-boy whimpered, grinding his wet, sputtering lips poised on the verge of a climax just from the demonic dire fox’s sultry growl. His lips stretched upwards, chasing the fox’s lips for another smooch, whilst one of his slender hands lovingly caressed the monstrous grip clutching above his achingly empty, fertile cavern. “Use my womb to conquer the world~ Everyone should get to know our amazing sons~”

For a moment, the fox-kin boy-wife and demon kitsune husband lingered like that, his grip keeping Miraj’s slender legs spread wide. His gaping pucker, tucked beneath his new, unplundered, fertile cunt lips, desperately clenched in a vain attempt to keep the seed pumped deep, deep within his belly from escaping. All the while, a thin bridge of curved spit hung between their huffing, panting lips, both their eyes gazing with hedonistic delight at his snug sex standing in stark contrast to his utterly ravaged tailstar. Six tails swayed with anxious delight—as if they were metronomes all synched to the same lurid beat~

Before, at last, the Demon Lord moved.

With a salacious rumble, the fox pivoted. Not towards his throne as Miraj half-expected their wedding consummation to take place, but against one of the nearly large columns that supported the grand court’s size! The grip that once helped support the Level 1 Vixen’s torso retreated, whilst the hand upon his belly rolled around—grasping a hold of the fox-kin’s fluffy tail, and yanked it upright.

Miraj yipped in surprise as the pull forced him forward, leaving his thin, weak hands to scramble against the column for support while his body laid across the giant slab of fox dick nearly the length of his own torso!

At least, until, the fox’s powerful grip lifted his hips and—most importantly of all—his fertile cunt grasping at the slab of masculinity beneath it like a set of desperately gasping lips, off of the shaft, leaving him hovering from the hold on his tail and the support of the stone pillar in front of him!

His desperate, questioning mew was interrupted as the Demon Lord treated his new wife less like a devoted consort, and more like a convenient cum dump, growling hotly as his hips rolled back... dragging the mighty slab of vulpine dick down over the vixen’s groin. Until, at last, all two-feet and some change of vulpine virility lined up to his dainty sex, aching from the vixen’s all-consuming fertile heat—impossibly small compared to the enormous monster of a dick intending to besiege them!

The kitsune didn’t waste any time; his excitement to breed the silly fox-kin made clear with how his lumbering log of vulpine virility never waned since it pried out of his utterly pillaged back door—standing at attention and spawning a new pool of musky ambrosia beneath their new position.

“Mmfff~ Go on Master~ Wrap your desperate concubine’s womb around this big ol’ monster, and fuck your litter in me~” Miraj giggled hotly, showing absolutely no shame in his desire for the monstrous Hero-destroying dick~

“Definitely picked the perfect slut to make my kit mill~” Amoren snarled hotly as his large, black, leathery wings flicked wide behind him.

He wasted no time. The single-handed grip holding the silk-adorned sleeve up to his cock head flexed, yet didn’t move him back... That would only drag the fox-kin's sleeve away from the column he was anchored against.

Instead, his hips slammed forward, showing absolutely no consideration to the virgin cunt dripping with excitement like an open faucet~

The fox-kin’s tender lips parted like a slowly opening flower around his husband’s shaft. Miraj’s desperate whimpers for more rolled freely as the press tormented his heat. His small hands, including his ring-clad left, clutched to the column as another failed Spirit check rung through his mind and in front of his face, informing him of what he already knew as a novel sort of climax rippled through his new loins and around the oh so overpowering girth!

In less than a single thrust from the mighty, towering fox, Miraj’s new cunt had wrapped around the giant slab’s tapered crown—squeezing around every last inch of heft from the shaft’s true width!

The tapered point was already flooding the fertile canal warped around it. Pre-spunk sputtered in from the excited shaft and pooled within his quivering fold;, falling down in wet, heavy splats with every idle motion of the grinding virile log. The small, lithe fox boy’s belly bulged around the fox’s head—the impression even more vivid and defined than when it plunged into his ass—whilst the feeble barrier protecting his untouched womb from his husband’s insatiable cock lay just a scant few inches forward!

The length’s proximity to the burning emptiness of his heat only roused the needy little slut further. His whimpering pleas for his husband’s cock once more rang through the giant castle, his devoted, hazy blue-consumed eyes glancing back towards the monstrous Demon Lord with wordless pleas~

“Such a pretty, cock-hungry slut you make, ‘Hero’~” Amoren growled teasingly, his long tongue flicking across his drool-lacquered fang with depraved desire. Before, with a ravenous snarl, the dire fox’s hips slammed forward again, burying his tapered point deeper into the needy vixen-boy like he was truly nothing more than a <Demon Cock Sleeve>~

“AH~!” Miraj’s voice rippled, his eyes fluttering as he was rolled down over a good foot of cock—barging that monstrous battering ram of meat right past his tender, snug sex and straight into his womb!

His cervix was barely a speed bump, battered aside by the overpowering strength of the giant fox’s hips, especially as the feeble barrier was already undermined by his burning, insatiable need! The fox-kin’s fertile sex was now wrapped around the first half of the Demon Lord’s dick—just far enough for the first few, delightful ridges pulsing along the hot shaft’s cum vein to slide on in and rake over his g-spot, just like they had his prostate in their previous ruts~

Miraj quivered with another climax as he hung from his tail, his weight supported against the column by his upper body as well as the fox’s thrusts rammed him against the firm stone surface. His lips spasmed around the cock’s half-way point, overflowing mostly from his own fertile essence as the kitsune’s precum rapidly pooled against his fertile walls.

The lips fluttered and clenched around the cock’s half-way point, milking the demon stud cock for every ounce of fecund pre it would give him. His lips overflowed mostly from his own, fertile essence unleashed with the latest flurry of climaxes, as the kitsune’s precum pooled within his fertile fields. The spunk boiling up from the fox’s giant, beach-ball sized spheres bloated the vixen-boy’s belly anew, filling Miraj’s womb with nothing but the appetizer of their true fecundity—stoking and encouraging the newly conquered sex to release ovum after ovum in combination with his cursed silk dress and collars.

And yet, they were only getting started~

There was no need to grind for any Titles this time; he knew his husband and Master could slam down to the knot despite his sex’s inexperience with all the perks he had earned earlier. A fact the dire kitsune took full advantage of as he held his slut by the tail in such a commanding position, keeping him mostly in place as his powerful body slammed forward and rocked him up against the column.

Being shoved against the column would have been a relief to the poor fox-kin, gasping and whimpering with another relentless pounding, and with it, an unceasing deluge of orgasmic eruptions arriving one after the other! With his psyche ever more detached from reality, and ever more floating amongst the cloudy nirvana, his grip upon the stone floundered and slipped more and more against the relentless strength of his husband’s jostling thrusts!

Yet, what swaying give his body had as it rocked along the shaft’s advance did little to shield his depths from the pillaging cock. With his cervix forced aside and treated as just another tight ring to gape in the virile fox’s wake, the giant slab of vulpine cockmeat was grinding itself against the back end of the waifish fox-kin’s womb by his third thrust, repurposing the entire length of the vixen-boy’s reproductive tract to be his dick’s sleeve~

The tapered point ground against the wall, stretching and wrapping the pliant chamber over his shaft, whilst those ridges sunk in lurid, nerve-wracking sequence! Each bump ground past his naïve labia, stretching and teasing against his hood holding his clitoris as it did so, before grinding in along his overstuffed sex’s walls to gouge and rake along his g-spot with toe-clenching results. Only to then be followed up by the nubs repeating the gesture to his cervix on their way past to his womb, sending another spark of euphoric pleasure with each ridge carving its way in and along his tautly stretched walls.

Only for the ridges true delight to once more be revealed, this time within his new, fertile sex purpose built to pleasure the Demon Lord’s cock, when Amoren’s hips rolled back~ A moaning yip which bordered upon a feral bark yelped from the vixen-boy’s lips as those ridges clutched at his body from his deepest depths to his sensitive lips, dragging out with them rivulets of pre-spunk from the mess pooling within Miraj’s womb which splattered upon the floor—each scooped goblet of spunk more copious than most men’s entire climax.

It was enough that, when combined with the vixen’s new anatomy purpose-built to ride multiple peaks in a row as opposed to his former, mismatched masculinity, Miraj’s climaxes weren’t arriving with every thrust forward. Instead, each eruption of orgasmic pleasure bouncing through his thin, feminine-boy frame would be chased by another right on its heels with the fox’s backwards sway... Only to then be hammered into a higher state of bliss with the following slam sliding his ever more delirious frame against the column’s side~

It was all Miraj could do to whimper, moan, and spasm like a breaking toy over his demonic husband’s cock! His strange eyes, bordered by the burning blue dominance of the fox’s Will upon his psyche, rolled into the back of his skull as he was used like a toy—a tool to be used like a masturbatory aid rather than embraced like a lover!

Each climax, of course, still brought a notification of his failure to resist Amoren’s aura, except this time it didn’t drain his Levels with every pleasured spasm rocking through his core.

Which did not mean it had no effect at all. With every spasm rocking through his core, and every ovary jostling slam from the vulpine’s dick stuffing his womb so wide that his ridges all but bounced the cradles of fertility in their wake, an Ovulation counter started to stack up right next to his orgasm counter; reflecting all the bundles of fertility tumbling down his tubes—ripe and ready to be reaped by the Demon Lord’s virile vulpine swimmers boiling in anticipation within his spheres!

But of even more importance than the new stacking buff was his Sanity bar...

Despite being utterly broken and obliterated after the fox’s second climax, each slam into his body, and each failed check leaving the fox-kin’s broken psyche shuddering in reflex, that broken bar got even more damaged—shaking as the entire bar was re-filled with a single dire fox thrust with disastrous consequences for the former Hero.

Each thrust, each climax, each Sanity-bursting buck irreparably burned away some of the lust-drunk vixen’s neurons, connections snapping and pathways shriveling as his higher functions gave way to primal libido and need!

Not that Miraj minded at all... If he was even aware of the consequences he embraced with every whimpered moan spilling from his lips~ His eyes were glazed, paying no attention to the visual notifications of his psyche’s destruction, what meager conscious thought he had left entirely dedicated to pushing back into every thrust from his Lord’s hips to be the best wife, the best pleasure-sleeve, he could be!

A mind was a very cheap thing to trade for the nirvana he was experiencing as that shaft stretched almost the entirety of his torso around it~

Minutes followed, or perhaps hours for all Miraj knew, as the demonic kitsune etched his claim into the walls of the wife fox’s fertile sex, pronouncing every inch, and every ridge, the fox-kin swallowed with a possessive rumble from his throat—joining the song of lust and depravity made by the plopping squelches of each bump and valley plunging in and out of the vixen’s ever-spasming cunt.

Until, with another firm, demanding, growl-enforced rut forward, a new note joined the cacophony of lasvicious depravity, when the vulpine’s absurd knot plapped against the little fox-kin’s already over-stuffed sex with a loud, wet slap~

The familiar touch of those tri-lobed glands kissing against the entrance to his precum-bloated belly made the delirious wife whimper with need, and his large ears twitch with excitement!

His feet, left to drape beneath him and sway with every rolling squelch from the fox’s knot into his absurdly stretched abdomen, clenched in delirious pleasure on either side of the tumbling brook of demon fox precum and tender, fertile vixen estrus escaping from the spring of lurid fluids that was the vixen’s cunt!

Miraj whimpered and whined, breathlessly begging for the knot his owner was tormenting him with every labia-clapping pound that didn’t end with his vaginal walls being turned into the giant, madly throbbing anchor of vulpine masculinity! It was all the psyche-sundered Vixen could do, with his rump firmly controlled by the powerful grip using his tail-band adorned tail like a leash as he pounded the wet, inundated folds.

“Does my little wife want his treat~?” Amoren’s words snarled against the back of the fox-kin’s ears and the nape of his neck, making the delirious former Hero whimper in agreement.

“Well, go on then~” the demonic kitsune rumbled, licking his lips as his burning blue eyes stared down, watching every reflexive shiver racing through the utterly pleasure-wracked fox-kin’s face with each relentless slam of his hips. “Beg for my knot like a good, proper kit mill for my demonic brood~”

“YIP YIP BARK KON!” a long, babbling string of barks, whimpers, and pleading whines fell from the Hero’s lips... without a single proper syllable amongst them~

Miraj’s dull, glazed eyes looked up, meeting his Master’s gaze. Not a single thought existed behind those glossy eyes beyond blind, instinctual hunger for the cock ravaging his cunt and womb with a frantic thrust every second.

“Mmm... Look at you~ Good, proper breeding stock, no better than a mindless beast leashed up in the stables for the mounts to use~” the kitsune snickered with a toothy grin, before rewarding the slut with a firm slam forward~

Once again Miraj—or what small fractured part of his psyche was left after his brain was fried with hedonistic euphoria—felt his entire world be turned all but upside down. The fox’s powerful grip held his succulent lips in place by his tail, whilst those overpowering hips slammed his pelvis-contorting knot into the stretchy little sleeve’s sex with a wet, echoing squelch that could be heard all throughout the Demon Lord’s castle~

The kit mill’s small, thin arms wrapped around the column he was pinned against as his cunt spasmed and clenched around the throbbing, tri-lobed glands of his husband’s demonic dick like a proper knot-pocket~!

The fluttering lips of his entrance writhed, clenching around the root of the vulpine’s shaft with their paradoxical tight, yet impossibly stretchy hold; milking every last inch of the demonic dick’s contour-riddled length as spunk and estrus trickled down against Amoren’s sheath and baptized his fluffy, spunk-matted balls.

The fox-kin’s barking, whimpering voice broke. His lungs were unable to call forth enough air to match the silent scream of euphoria.

The mindless, all but feral Vixen squirmed as he felt the tension within the fox’s loins on the verge of exploding; from his dainty legs now draped across the giant fox’s cumbersome balls—clenching around them like they were the bestial fox’s waist—to the shaft convulsing through his sex, past his canal, and into his absurdly stretched and warped womb wrapped around the fox’s dick like a condom!

Whatever meager strength the vixen-wife-turned-breeding-sow had left went to desperately, needily milking the kitsune lord’s knot of his cream—not even sparing the thought or effort to refill his lungs while he chased the far more important need to birth the Demon Lord’s unholy progeny into this world!

Fortunately, he need not go to such extreme extents before the first perfect, life-crystalizing throb of fox spunk erupted from the throbbing log of buried demonic masculinity~

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has been IMPREGNATED by Demon Lord Amoren (LVL 100)!

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has Leveled Up!

Level 1 -> Level 5!

The piping hot, gallon-sized rope of cum crashed into the walls of the fox-kin’s contorted womb, bloating the cavern further as his scratched, alabaster-skinned belly rippled and sloshed like a water balloon being filled.

His abdomen, already slightly gravid from the pre-spunk trapped in the fertile chamber, bloated to twice again its size with the first shudder from the fox’s balls. Then twice again more with the next, doubling with each subsequent deluge of cum churning within Miraj’s comically undersized womb—each time joined by another notification announcing his new condition, as if each jet pumped into his belly was knocking up another slurry of ovum~

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has been impregnated by Demon Lord Amoren (LVL 100)!

Current Pregnancy Stacks: 2!

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has been impregnated by Demon Lord Amoren (LVL 100)!

Current Pregnancy Stacks: 5!

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has been impregnated by Demon Lord Amoren (LVL 100)!

Current Pregnancy Stacks: 10!

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has Leveled Up!

Level 5 -> Level 13!

Until the fox-kin’s smooch belly sagged down past his knees, completely obscuring the impression of that shaft in his torso as it wobbled and sloshed with every grinding sway of the dire kitsune’s hips.

Only then did the absurd fit finally allow more than a stray sputter of pure, virile cream to pour free.

Unlike his ass, there was no other passage for the cream to escape through. Every successive shot after the little fox-kin’s womb was swollen to its limit ended up joining the waterfall of jizz and feminine arousal cascading down over the kitsune’s nuts—pooling into a massive puddle of depravity, before joining a small stream of virility which languidly flowed through the length of the court and out of the mighty oak doors that separated the musk-reeking chamber.

That didn’t mean every additional gallon of seed dumped into the Miraj’s sloshing belly went to waste, however~

Amoren’s own System displayed its own stack, growing in count with every slosh-inducing shot pumped straight into his kit mill’s womb—a stacking Rarity Bonus his balls were applying to Mira’s womb already stacked with Quantity bonuses from the cursed item set~

Every stack of which made the fox’s chest rumble with delight; each one bringing him one step closer to the true bounty he sought from the Hero—not the nubile, fox-kin toy whose ass he ground with every grinding press of his hips, who was merely a means to an end~

But from Miraj’s perspective, all he felt was the torrential quake making his listless, ahego’d face flutter, joining the sudden sharp spasm of euphoria that came when his fertile egg cells fell to the relentless tide of vulpine virility by the dozens!

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has been impregnated by Demon Lord Amoren (LVL 100)!

Current Pregnancy Stacks: 30!

Vixen Miraj (LvL 1) has Leveled Up!

Level 13 -> Level 18!

By the time the fox’s climax finally petered out to a close, and all his ovulation stacks had been consumed to spawn another kit within his womb, the newly made Vixen had Leveled Up into the high teens from just one breeding~

Fortunately, despite the Level Curve turning against him, making each Level harder to earn than the last, his Vixen Levels enhanced his fertility further; ensuring that, in combination with his Master wisely choosing the best Perks for him, the Demon Lord’s loins would continue to power level him nicely in his new class~

Especially as the kit mill churned out an entire army of demonic spawn from the cunt of the very Hero who was meant to stop their conquest.

But the kitsune’s cursed seed didn’t stop there, as Miraj’s white, bloated belly—the perfect, creamy skin marred only by the scratches from his husband’s raking claws, dried spunk, and sweat—suddenly saw a fox-shaped patch of black skin appear upon it, taking the form of a vulpine head flanked by five tails.

The Demon Lord’s brand of claim, etched upon his body above his conquered womb to make clear who owned the dainty fox-kin bitch’s womb~

Demon Lord Amoren (Lvl 100)’s Seed applies the Cursed Brand of the Demon Lord’s Concubine upon Vixen Miraj (Lvl 19)!

Vixen Miraj (Lvl 13) has completed the Demon Lord Concubine set!

(8/8) Set Bonus Activated: Rapid Gestation and Rapid Maturation!

The announcements continued to pop up in front of Miraj’s face and ring out within his ears... to no effect. The poor, utterly broken Hero just gazed vacantly towards the strange screens which appeared in front of him, huffing, panting, and whimpering in the delirious aftershocks of having his life’s purpose fulfilled.

Not that it would have been any surprise even if his mind had survived the torrent of pleasure no mortal was ever meant to experience—he had already seen what the missing item from the set was, as well as the boon his Lord had intended for him to carry~

He was going to birth the Demon Lord and army of children, not in decades, not in years, not even in months, but in mere days!

The kitsune didn’t wait for his climactic, world-dooming climax to finish before he dragged his broken slut of a hero bitch off of his cock, letting the giant slab of meat flop free as one last gush splattered across the giant, brand-crowned dome of his kit mill’s belly.

Curiously, the typical cascading torrent of cream didn’t follow the shaft’s retreat...

Instead, much to the depraved demonic kitsune’s pleasure, his malevolent sapphire eyes glowered with delight as the fox-kin’s perfectly smooth, stretched-taut belly began to shift—as if something was squirming and pressing out from the inside~

“Mmm... Such eager and rambunctious boys... Just like their Father~” Amoren snarled against his broken, vapid bitch for demon cock’s ear. His free hand wrapped its large, mighty fingers and claws around the boy’s branded dome, stroking gingerly across the squirming belly—greeting his sons rapidly gestating within with a deep, firm rub.

“Don’t worry~ Our sons are going to feel juuuuuuust as good coming out of you as they did being pumped into you~”

As if on cue, a gush of amniotic fluid washed away the proud fox dad’s virility, shortly thereafter followed by the green-haired mane of their first son, far too large for a normal fox babe, but perfectly normal for a dire kitsune kit, appeared between Miraj’s spasming, gaping lips.

Much to the proud, whimpering mother fox-kin’s delight as his body spasmed with a new sequence of euphoria... completely disregarding the new System Notification that appeared above his vacant, pleasure-wracked face.

<Bad End>!

You were turned into the Demon Lord’s personal cum dump and kit mill!

With this womb’s defilement, the threads of prophecy have been severed. You have no choice but to persist in this doomed world that you have created by your own fertility!

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“We’re finally made it!” the kind-hearted priestess huffed as they approached the grand set of oak doors, flanked by the Sorceress and Knight—with their equipment in tatters and their supplies critically low.

It had taken days, but after the other members of the Hero’s party had reunited without him, they had started an expedition to search for him, clearing the entire Demon Lord Castle until there was only one place left to search... The Demon Lord’s court itself!

Worry had gripped them the entire time, causing them to hasten their conquest perhaps a bit more than they should—especially while lacking their strongest member! But that strange announcement of the fox-kin’s new title had spurred them onward to save their friend.

But, through the Power of Friendship, they had persevered!

“I hope Miraj is alright,” the priestess spoke again, clutching her hands sweetly in front of her bosom...

“But... what’s this strange gunk creeping out from the door?” she inquired a second later.

The sorceress and knight exchanged concerned, knowing glances towards each other.

“Let's go, we can’t waste any more time...”

With that, the knight led the way, barging open the door as the three waded their way over the inch-thick puddle of spunk collected against the door beyond, armed with righteous fury and holy artefacts...

Only to freeze on the spot, their eyes looking forward in horror, disgust, and despite it all, a hint of a flush triggered by a court-sized hotbox of demonic vulpine musk!

The grand hall had become one giant orgy of depravity, packed full of randy, demonic fox studs towering above even the knight—seemingly in their mid 20s, despite the fact that Miraj had only been missing for a couple of days!

As soon as the three champions had entered, hundreds of glowering blue eyes swiveled towards them, snarling with excitement as the giant slabs of ridged, vulpine dicks pulsing between their hips finally had something to sink into~

But, most concerning of all, was at the Demon Lord’s throne at the far end of the hall. There, by the vile kitsune’s throne, sat a pile of familiar heroic regalia and holy sword haphazardly stacked by the giant fox’s feet.

The familiar visage of the Lord of Turpitude that had vexed them all this time sat there naked, his own blue eyes joined his many, many sons in glancing towards the three that dared to intrude upon his ‘wedding celebration’, before shooting them a toothy smile...

Whilst, upon his lap, being slammed down with a hand as Miraj—smaller, weaker, far more feminine than they remembered—was pumped up and down over the fox’s giant knot in a display of absurd physics or biology, adding the wet, squelching notes of his hole being stuffed to the rumbling tenor of randy demonic fox studs.

VIXEN MIRAJ — Lvl 69

<Faggot For Demon Fox Cock>

“Ah... Your friends have arrived to keep our many, many sons company, my dear~” Amoren rumbled with a depraved smirk, giving the spunk-swollen, branded belly of the harem-silk adorned ‘hero’ a doting rub. “How kind of them, don’t you agree~?”

The spines of all three shivered in horror and unexpected anticipation...

Especially as the vacant, ditzy vixen-boy’s only response to their arrival was a happy, affirmative bark to the Demon Lord’s taunting question~