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Warning this story contains heavy HEAVY paw stuff, demonic possession/transformation paw growth and very NSFW themes, if it's not your thing run away now!

Lightning sighed.

It had been a long, hard, and exhausting day -- and unfortunately for the poor fox, that seemed to be the norm. If he could find a better job, he would have, but the job market was already so saturated that he was lucky to have a job in the first place. At the very least, he was having some success when it came to his savings. It wasn't quite enough to make up a retirement fund, by any means, but if he invested his money just right he might be able to pull himself out of the slump he was in.

Maybe. Shaking his head, Lightning fumbled for his keys, managing to unlock his apartment just as lightning began to crackle outside, followed quickly by the pitter-patter of rain. The fox couldn't help but smile wryly. At least one thing had gone right that day -- if he'd been only a few minutes later, he would have been caught in that downpour, and then he would have had to endure his unnecessarily handsome neighbor making jokes about his name while playfully towelling him off. Again. Lightning hadn't exactly minded, but it had taken him a long time to work out an excuse where he could run away without his neighbour noticing his growing erection.

"Home sweet home," Lightning said, chuckling. The familiar warmth of his apartment was a welcoming one -- the place wasn't anything particularly fancy, but it was his home. There was nothing quite as comforting.

Though there was one thing out of place...

Lightning stared at the strange pair of shoes that sat innocently on the ground. Strange, perhaps, was not the right word for them -- they seemed like a perfectly normal pair of shoes. The only thing odd was the fact that they seemed perfectly sized and fitted for him; digitigrade feet were much harder to find footwear for, and just finding the right size to fit him were typically a nightmare in and of itself. Anthros had far too many different feet to speak of, and Lightning often had to go to a specialty shop just to find ones that would fit him.

Which made the red pair sitting in front of him suspicious. He hadn't given anyone his keys, so unless someone had broken in to leave them there, it made no sense for a pair to appear in the middle of his house.

"Okay, little guys," Lightning murmured, crouching down to get a closer look at them. "Where might you be from?"

It was tempting to put them on, as suspicious as he was -- they were just a pair of shoes, after all. What harm could they do? Besides, he could imagine how the new shoes would feel, squeezing gently around his toes and the sole of his feet. If only he hadn't just gotten back from work... then he would put then on, wiggle his toes around in them, feel the fabric sliding against his skin.

Ahem.

The fox blushed slightly. He'd allowed himself to get far too distracted. Lightning would have to consider the mystery of the shoes a little later -- first, he needed dinner! The fox hummed to himself as he went about to prepare some food, forgetting about his concerns regarding the shoes. They were just shoes, after all, and it didn't look like the rest of his house had been damaged in any way.

The first indicator he had that something else was wrong, in fact, was when the shoes appeared in front of him while he was cooking. Lightning almost tripped over them, and he let out a bit of a squeak as he hopped over them. "What the--?"

That was all the time he had to consider that yes, a pair of shoes had somehow spontaneously appeared in front of him. Then said pair of shoes moved, and Lightning had a lot more to worry about than the idea that he had teleporting shoes. They seemed to move about in the air on their own; they flew up and forward, booting him in the chest before he could react.

Lightning fell backwards, staring at the pair of shoes that had decided to attack him. What the hell?

The fox couldn't be blamed for being too stumped to react, really -- he'd never been one to believe in the supernatural, and a moving pair of shoes was hardly the most menacing threat that could have appeared.

It was only when they forced themselves onto his feet, the collar of the sneakers stretching wide to shove themselves onto his paws that Lightning really began to panic. He reached down, trying to pull the shoes off, but they clung to his fur with an unnatural strength. No matter how much he pulled, his fingers only slid off the fabric of the shoes, making him groan in frustration. They felt nice on his feet, certainly, but what the hell?

Hell is right. The voice echoed in Lightning's head, making the fox look around wildly.

"Who said that?" Lightning felt oddly tense; his body seemed to buzz with tension. Something was wrong, his gut told him -- more than just the fact that a pair of shoes had somehow forced themselves onto him.

Did you know that demons can possess objects as well as people? Whatever the voice was, it was chilling. It spoke in a smooth, matter-of-fact tone, as though the things it was talking about weren't impossible. Sometimes, when we need a body to possess, we can't do it directly. We need to do it through an object -- something close to them -- and make them give in to us.

"You're a demon, then," Lightning concluded. "And... you want my body?"

Of course. You are a very handsome fox. The voice seemed to tease him. It was a seductive whisper in his mind, gently coaxing lust and desire into his mind. Shall we play a game, handsome fox?

"What... what kind of game?" Lightning asked, trying not to be too distracted by the images the demon was feeding into his mind. He could see flashes of feet, of men using his body, both worshipping his paws and using him to pleasure theirs... It was difficult, but he wrenched his mind away, focusing instead on what the demon had to say. It seemed to grin at him.

As I see it, you do not have much a choice. You are not trained in the arts required to resist me. But I shall give you a chance -- if you can resist cumming, I will leave, and you will be your own person. But if I can drive you to an orgasm, then you are mine, body and soul.

Lightning had to admit, it sounded like a good deal. Maybe not exactly a deal in his favor, but he wasn't going to have much of a chance fighting off a demon, anyway -- nor did he know anyone capable of doing such a thing. He could try to look someone up, but the demon would be aware of everything he was doing, so that would be risky at best and disastrous at worst.

"Okay," he said, before he could stop himself. He'd have a chance with this. More of a chance than he would have had otherwise.

Then the images hit him.

If Lightning thought the flashes of imagery he'd gotten before were bad, these were far worse. What he'd been forced to see before were little more than vivid flashes of imagery. It had made his cock strain against his underwear, certainly, but it hadn't been enough to completely distract him, and throwing off the mental influence, while not exactly trivial, had still been possible.

When he'd agreed to the demon's deal, however, the game had changed -- and the demon's powers along with it. He could hear the demon laughing in the back of his mind, as though delighting in the barrage of images it was putting him through. My name is Noxuth, it told him. You will remember it, for you will soon be little more than a slave to my will.

Lightning was too distracted to respond. The fox had fallen onto his hands and knees, and his cock had pushed entirely out of its sheath; it was straining heavily against the underwear he was still wearing, and the tip of his cock dripped precum into the fabric.

What was happening in his mind, however, was very much different.

All manner of canines surrounded the fox. The vision felt so real that he could feel the wood of the table he was strapped down to -- but more importantly, he could feel the soft, furred paw of the handsome wolf on top of him slowly stroking along the length of his cock. He couldn't help but let out a soft purr of enjoyment, his hips thrusting up into the touch; part of him knew that this was just a demon's vision, of course, but... he wanted this.

Correction. He needed this. It had been so long since he'd received some proper attention -- Lightning had been so busy with work lately... and the vision that the demon was giving him was so realistic.

He could see the handsome smirk on the wolf's face, the red, erect cock between his legs, the throbbing knot that was poking just outside of his sheath. He could feel the smooth, textured fur of the wolf's paw lining the outer edges of his foot and the soft, leathery texture of the pad pressing against his shaft -- he could even smell the musk in the air, that mixture of precum and arousal that had the fox panting softly with desire.

The vision changed. This time he was on his hands and knees, whimpering softly with a desperate desire as his tongue pleased yet another paw -- another fox, this time, whose body was thick and built in contrast to his own lithe frame.

His paw tasted of sweat and musk; the toes flexed in his face, letting the wonderful scent of those feet fill his nose. He took a deep breath, not wanting to forget the scent, and his tongue began to tease the edges of those pads on the other fox's paw. His cock was forgotten between his legs, too lost in this fantasy of worshipping another's foot. A toe shifted, forced itself into his mouth so he could lick and suckle at it, his tongue sliding gently between those toes...

Fuck. There was a heat burning in his body, a need, and he knew that if he couldn't push himself away from these thoughts he'd lose the demon's little game. Still, it was so tempting.

The fox that had been on top of him suddenly changed -- and Lightning suddenly knew without a doubt that the creature he was looking at was him. A transformed version or him, certainly, with an extra pair or glowing eyes, sharp teeth, and a far larger body than he was used to. He had almost unrealistically large paws, and Lightning trembled at the thought of having feet like that. He imagined, for a moment, what it would feel like to have sand sliding between those big toes, or simply to have another male worshipping his paws with his mouth, barely able to fit a toe into his maw.

He blinked, gasped for breath -- and realized that somehow, during his reverie, he'd pulled off all his clothing. The fox was on his hands and knees in the middle of his kitchen, clutching desperately at his cock; his hand stroked rapidly along its length, rubbing at his knot, and he was moaning and thrusting into his grip as though it was the only thing that mattered.

Lightning snapped his hands back, as though they were on fire. He could feel his orgasm building, and it was so tempting to just give in, to drive himself all the way to the edge -- but no. He couldn't... he couldn't let the demon win. He couldn't let Noxuth win. Gritting his teeth, he ignored his dripping cock, and did his best to go about his nightly routine.

To... pretty much no avail, really.

There was only so much control Lightning had over his body, when he was wearing a pair of shoes that could force him to go wherever it wanted. It pulled him over to a drawer that he was very familiar with and stood there, as if waiting.

"I'm not opening it." Lightning folded his arms, ignoring the way his cock twitched and his asshole seemed to ache at the idea. He wanted it -- god but he wanted it, especially with the thoughts that Noxuth had planted in his head only moments earlier. It was only the knowledge that he would lose his body and soul to the demon if he gave in that stopped him.

Then I'll just stay here. The demon seemed smug. We made a deal, fox. You are free if you can stop yourself from cumming -- but it is only natural that I get every opportunity to make you cum, hm?

Lightning growled. That didn't make sense, but he wasn't in a good position to complain or argue the matter. Instead, he pulled open the drawer, his face flushing red at the plethora of dildo and vibrators hidden inside. They were all sorts of shapes and sizes -- some ridged, some knotted, others with two dicks that were meant for people who were exceptionally well trained for anal play...

Wow. Even I'm impressed. Noxuth's mental voice was gleeful. Why don't we start with the small vibrator over there, hmm?

"No." Lightning was drawing the line, there -- but to his surprise and horror, his hands were already moving against his will. His left hand, specifically. His right grabbed at it, trying to stop, but it was like trying to move a wall. There was nothing he could do except watch it muted horror as it happily grabbed the vibratory Noxuth had mentioned, then the bottle of lube he kept in that drawer, and then moved it to his bare ass and began to push it past his rim...

Lightning tried to move, he really did -- but while Noxuth didn't yet have full control over his body, he apparently had enough control to be able to freeze the poor fox in place. Lighting let out a soft, panting moan as it slowly pushed its way past his spinchter, forcing itself deeper and deeper.

Then his fingers reached for the switch, flicked it on, and Lightning's entire body shook with pleasure. He moaned out loud, gripping desperately on to the table to steady himself; his cock jerked and throbbed, precum spilling from the tip of it in spurts. He'd gotten that vibrator despite its size because it would press right up against his prostate and vibrate against it. That was a decision the fox was beginning to regret.

The little vibrator thrummed against his prostate with enough force to it that Lightning almost felt like cumming right then and there; it was only with effort that he was able to stop himself, and even then he was left panting and needy. How in the world was he supposed to last with this thing inside of him?

Shaking his head, he stumbled to his feet. Maybe... maybe this would be easier if he just slept it off. His feet didn't fight him as he moved towards the bedroom, a fact which surprised him and perhaps should have made him concerned -- but the fox was far too focused on not reaching an orgasm, though his cock trembled with need and the vibrator made him groan with pleasure. Lightning didn't think about it for more than a second before he simply threw himself into bed, burying his face into the pillow.

Don't think about it, he told himself. Don't think about it, don't think about it... don't think about big paws teasing your cock or the nice hard toy inside your ass, about maybe giving in to your nature and letting your neighbor have his way with you... fuck. That's not working. Lightning needed release so badly. A hand crept up to his cock, and a hiss of pleasure left his maw as he stroked it slowly. Just a little more.

But no. No, he couldn't. Reluctant, he pulled his hand back away and buried his face into the pillow, doing his best not to think about anything until he eventually fell into a fitful sleep.

The moment he fell asleep, Noxuth grinned. He'd been waiting for this moment -- the demon always had better control of his hosts, once their minds were no longer conscious. He couldn't directly possess the fox, not yet, but he could extend tendrils of his influence into Lightning. He could manipulate his dreams, could make the fox think he was in the middle of an orgy, both fucking and being fucked...

Lightning's cock throbbed, aching with pleasure. The fox's sleeping body shifted about in his bed, Noxuth chuckled softly to himself. Oh, little fox. If only you knew what sleeping allows me to do to you...

The fox's body began to move. His power climbed up Lightning's legs, first making the toes twitch -- then up to his hips, and the fox began to hump at the air as though he was desperate for even the slightest amount of friction. Lightning's mouth fell open as he panted, his brow creased in need, and still he didn't wake up.

After all, his dreams were too good. He could feel a cock burying itself in him again and again, a mouth wrapped around his cock, a paw in his mouth that he was forced to lick and worship if he wanted to continue being fucked and sucked.

Lightning let out a soft whine in his sleep, a whimper of his pleasure and his need. He couldn't feel the demon's influence slowly climbing up the rest of his body, making him start to move in his bed. First, Noxuth had Lightning pressing against the mattress, and the fox reflexively bit his pillow as the pleasure of the sheets sliding against his cock began to seep through his body and into his dreams.

Then his control extended to Lightning's arms, and the demon made the fox sit up in his bed. Two hands grabbed blindly for his pillow, setting it down in just the right position on the bed. He made Lightning's body crawl over it, making sure the tip of the fox's cock brushed gently against the fabric of the pillow.

Lightning whimpered softly. Noxuth felt an excitement beginning to rise within him; the demon was finally earning a body of his own to possess, and already he could feel what it would be like to have someone like Lightning under his control. He could feel the pleasure that Lightning did as his cock slid against his pillow, and he made the fox hump faster and faster, until he was fucking the pillow, desperate to cum.

The rising climax, however, brought Lightning back to awareness.

It felt like no time had passed at all. The fox didn't remember any of his dreams, and the only reason Lightning knew time had passed was the fact that his body was suddenly in a completely different position -- pressed against his pillow, fucking it like his life depended on it. He pulled back, panting, only to find that it was covered in his own precum. Lightning had to resist the urge to lean in and smell it, suffuse himself in his own musk. Everything felt so good...

Lightning stumbled his way out of the bedroom. He was panting, his chest heaving as he tried to resist. He didn't even know how long it had been since this whole ordeal had started; his fur was in disarray, and his cock had been erect for so long that it was starting to hurt. Lightning let out a small whimper of need as a hand started to move towards his shaft -- it wasn't under his control, but god did he want to give in, to just... give himself that release.

And he found that he couldn't fight it -- not anymore. The fox just didn't have the strength. He gave in, letting out a loud moan as he finally grasped his cock with two eager paws and started to stroke up and down; one hand teased and squeezed at his knot, while the other stroked along his entire length. Fuck, it felt so good; he didn't care about the consequences, about the deal he'd made with the demon. He could feel his pleasure building up to a climax, could feel the numbing need concentrate all the way down to his balls as he stroked and stroked --

And then he came, letting out a yowl of pleasure, his mouth falling wide open as he cried out. Spurts of cum flew from his cock, the thick liquid flung so hard by the strength of his orgasm that strings of it fell into his mouth and stained his fur. Lightning didn't care; the release had just felt so good... he swallowed every drop of cum, feeding himself with his own seed.

It was only then that he realized what he'd done.

Noxuth laughed, and then Lightning felt his body begin to change.

Lightning's eyes widened with horror. He tried to move, to run, to get away -- but the fox couldn't get away from something that was happening inside his own body. There was a terrible, dark presence at his feet, almost as though something was forcing its way into him through his paws. As it did, his paws began to grow.

He thought it was his imagination, at first, but that was quickly proven wrong when a stab of pain shot up his feet. Lightning winced -- his toes were pressing too tight against each other. The shoes didn't have any space for his growing feet! He could feel the digitigrade paws pushing against the sides of the shoe as they slowly expanded, almost as though the demon was deliberately making the process excruciatingly slow.

Which made sense. Noxuth was enjoying it, Lightning realized -- and so was he. Despite the pain, the feeling of his feet slowly expanding until his shoes just couldn't contain them anymore was arousing. It was only a matter of time until --

SNAP.

The first thread tore. Once the first went, the others followed quickly after; the shoes ripped slowly apart as the fox's large toes pressed through the holes that had appeared. Soon his shoes had ripped to pieces entirely, only a few threads left clinging to the sole and his feet free to grow outside of their confines.

What was worse, however, was the fact that Lightning's feet were still growing. He could feel the floor sliding across his feet as they grew, pushing the remnants of his shoes away, and he could only blush and moan softly at the sensation.

It was only when it began to spread up his legs that Lightning began to grow concerned. Lean, supple muscle grew tense and hard, stretching his skin as it grew and expanded -- first on his calves, then along his thighs, his fur growing a dark black along the way. He tried to move, to do anything that might halt its progress, only to find that his feet were entirely out of his control. They moved on their own, as though relishing in the feel of the floors on their soles, and Lightning could only gulp at how hard it made him.

The corruption reached his cock.

It throbbed once and then he came again, crying out as the intense pleasure washed over him. He felt mind slowly get pushed under by that overwhelming pleasure as spurt after spurt of seed expelled from his shaft, even as it grew to fit the size of his legs -- and god, was it just him, or was it splitting? There was no pain, however; it felt rather like the time he'd experimented with sounding. A strange tingle along the length of his shaft, and then one turned into two, with two knots to fit.

Lightning shuddered. He reached down to give them both a stroke, then panted and doubled over as he thrust desperately into his hands. Oh god, it felt good. It felt so good...

He barely noticed when the changes spread up to his spine. His body stretched and grew, the fox becoming taller; his golden fur changed to a pitch black, even as his chest became thick and powerful. Large pecs, a defined stomach, broad shoulders... everything Lightning had always wanted.

And the changes weren't over. Talons grew on his fingers his arms themselves grew longer, the muscles on them practically inflating; his new look made Lightning look positively demonic. This time the fox found that he could no longer move his hands; they left his cock, instead lounging back on the counter casually with a confidence and ease that Lightning didn't feel.

As if that weren't enough, a burning sensation just below his eyes were the precursor to new, yellow eyes forming below his old set -- and a thick pair of curly horns forced their way out of his head.

Then, and only then, did the changes stop -- but Lightning had no control of himself then. Not anymore. He felt his lips twisting into a dark smirk, and shuddered internally when he felt something else speak with his voice. Even then, his voice was deeper, more intimidating.

"I suppose you lost the game, then." Noxuth lifted Lightning's arm, examining the newly created muscle with a discerning set of eyes. "Good try, nonetheless. I have a reward for you."

A... a reward? Lightning tried his best to quell his panic. A reward didn't necessarily mean a bad thing -- even if it was a demon that was offering it. "Yes, a reward." Noxuth chuckled as though the idea was terribly amusing to him. "Your body and soul is mine now, remember? I can control every aspect of it that I want... even this."

Lightning cried out -- not in pain, but in a shuddering pleasure as his body was forced to an abrupt orgasm. Noxuth himself only let out a small grunt, but for Lightning it was as though he'd been driven to a climax and his cock was still being stimulated after; it was achingly sensitive, and his long strings of seed burst from his cock, landing messily on the ground.

And then it happened again.

And again.

Each time, Lightning felt like he couldn't take it anymore -- and though he didn't notice, too overwhelmed by the pleasure, his soul was being pushed further and further down the body that now belonged to Noxuth. He lost awareness of his eyes and ears, first. Then he felt nothing but the strong, firm chest he'd been given... then he was a hot, throbbing warmth that seemed like it would never end.

Then the sensation finally stopped, and Lightning finally noticed with some panic that his point of view had completely changed. Rather than staring out above the ground at his usual height, he was looking up at his own body, as though... as though he was looking out from his feet. He could see every detail of his transformed body, from the dense musculature to the dark grin that played about on his lips.

Lightning called out in his mind, terrified. W-what is this?!

"Well, you liked paws so much, I thought I'd give you the chance to experience being them." Noxuth chuckled softly. He stepped forward into a puddle of the fox's own seed, and felt Lightning tremble as the liquid was pressed into his soles and flowed between his toes. The fox could only watch helplessly as Noxuth enjoyed his new body, fingers caressing his new pecs and playfully flicking his nipples, tracing the contours of his abs...

You can't do this!

"Body and soul, remember?" Noxuth asked rhetorically. He sat down on the ground, lifting a foot to give it a long, slow lick and cleaning the mess of cum off his sole. Lightning moaned, feeling the tongue press slowly into the crevices of his paw, of him -- warm and wet... he was the sole that was being licked, and he was the toes that wiggled in pleasure as Noxuth slid his tongue across them.

And he could see it in sickening detail. He saw his mouth opening in a lewd grin, his tongue hanging out as it moved to lick the cum off his paws; he could even see the strings of seed that clung to his tongue as Noxuth drew it back into his mouth. His viewpoint didn't seem to change however Noxuth moved his foot -- always, he was forced to stare at his own body, to watch as the demon used it for whatever he pleased.

N-no... Stop...

"But you enjoy it," Noxuth chuckled. Lightning couldn't deny that; he let out a soft, mental moan as the demon pressed him against one of his cocks. He could feel the warm shaft pressing against the leathery pads of his new body, sliding between them. He could see the organ pulse with blood, the demon clearly aroused by every aspect of his possession.

It felt so good, to feel his entire self as a paw and pressed up and against a warm, throbbing shaft... The other foot moved, too, so that he was rubbing both shafts together in a twisted self-frotting exercise, and Lightning groaned and shuddered.

"Don't you?" Noxuth's voice was a soft whisper.

Lightning whimpered.

Y-yes... master.

And Noxuth grinned, continuing until his paws -- until Lightning was completely coated in demonic seed, then retiring to bed, leaving his feet coated and sticky.

He had a feeling he'd enjoy having this new body.