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The night had progressed to the point that parties had long since died down and dressed up college students were finally making their way home. While the sidewalks were sparsely populated with a few of these kind of people, none other was worse for ware than Marissa.

She walked slowly and with a noticeable stumble that told of a night of heavy drinking. She was a thicker kind of girl, so it took quite a bit to get her to this state. Even more so if someone knew her history of alcohol use and partying. Normally she was someone that knew her own limits for this kind of thing, but alcohol wasn't the only substance coursing through her system.

Two lines of coke, a tab of X, and decidedly the most weed smoked at the party was currently altering her mind alongside what had to have been a half bottle of Bacardi. In all it would have been a perfect night had the two guys she was supposed to get fucked by not been too wasted to get hard. She did all she could with her mouth and hands to get them past the stage of a cooked noodle, but it was all for nothing. Now that it was getting too early in the morning, she cut her losses and decided that the small collection of anal beans and vibrators she had would be what would suffice her urges.

It truly was a miracle that she was able to find her way home. She could barely see a few yards in front of her, so how she was able to remember the route home from a house party that she had never been to before was beyond her hazy mind.

Through the front door of her apartment complex and then up two flights of stares, she was finally at her residence and a bit more sober minded from the exorcise. Marissa didn't even bother to turn on the lights of her living room or kitchen, she just kicked off her shoes and shuffled her way through the dark space.

It was only when she passed the threshold of her bedroom that something struck her as very wrong. She seemed to have remembered it being a practically cloudless night, the full moon offering quite a bit of light. The single window of her bedroom didn't have curtains and its view was unobstructed by other buildings, so why was everything pitch black?

The answer came to the mare when a set of glowing orbs suddenly appeared in the darkness and shown on her face. Marissa let out a startled yelp and backpedaled towards her door but the panel slammed shut under a mysterious force. Her back thudded against the wall and she intended to scream but there came no sound. She just stared with wide eyes and gaped mouth as a shadow cloaked figure slowly made its way towards her.

The closer it came the more details came to the terrified woman. The light from the thing's eyes seemed to brighten the room much like she had thought the moon would, and with it came the distinct figure of a muscular wolf with a set of antlers protruding from its head. It stood in front of her, clearly naked and showing off a wide, pearly-toothed grin.

"Marissa," the demon hissed and leaned forward after stopping a yard away. "You have sinned greatly this night, and your soul is tarnished. Your destiny lies in hell, eternal torment."

"W-w-what are y-y-you?" the mare squeaked pitifully.

"I am your death, Marissa. You are not long for this world, and thus your soul must be shepherded to the other," he replied smoothly.

"What? Why!" She cried out, tears starting to stream down her face.

"Your life of drug use and play has damaged your body beyond repair. This is your own doing," he hissed lowly.

"I...but I can change!" she cried out. "Please, don't I get one more chance? I don't want to go to hell! I don't want to be tortured!" she pleaded, now fully crying, her mind sobering more and the full realization of her situation coming to her.

"I wouldn't be here if there was time that was left. There is maybe one hour left of your life before your body gives out," the demon explained.

At the notion of some more time, Marissa suddenly dug in her pocket and seized her phone. She pulled it out and held it to her face. She fumbled with her thumbs to unlock it but her vision was still blurry and the numbers were difficult to read.

"That won't help you," the demon's voice interrupted Marissa's frantic swiping and she paused to listen. "No amount of medical help will be enough. The nearest ambulance is too far out and the nearest hospital is too under staffed. You're dead, accept it with at least some dignity."

The mare stared up at the shadow wolf, her breathing still frantic as her heart raced. The phone slipped from her hand and clattered to the floor. Her shoulders slumped and her head lulled. "So...just an hour?" she whimpered. "Is there any way I can go to heaven instead?"

Another grin spread over the demon's face and his white eyes glinted a little bit brighter. "There is, in fact," he rumbled. At the sound of his words, the woman perked up as a sliver of hope entered her situation. Before she could ask how, he continued. "You and I are the only ones that go on the trip between here and there. There's no other oversight. So if I were to say, misstep and bring you to heaven instead of hell, no one would know," he chuckled.

"H-how?" she asked.

"Being who I am, it's rare that I get to enjoy the more carnal pleasures of mortality. Simply put, If you allow me to partake in your body, I'll consider it payment received," he explained with a subtle shrug of his shoulders.

Silence fell on the room then and Marissa's eyebrows nit together in confusion. Then her expression turned into anger and she glared at the demon. "Oh...this is some sick joke isn't it?" she said with grit teeth. She balled her hands into fists and stepped closer to the wolf. "You're not shit! Who the fuck are you? How the fuck did you get into my room?" She accused.

A room shuddering snarl echoed from the demon and he suddenly rushed forward in the fraction of a second. His paw lashed out and grasped Marissa by the throat and shoved her against the wall. She let out a startled yelp but her breath was cut off and she stared into the wolf's smoldering eyes with renewed terror.

"This is no joke, you stupid, mortal woman! I will not be questioned or my time wasted!" he seethed, the heat coming off his breath being like that of an open oven door. Marissa's mouth gaped and gulped, trying to take a breath. After a couple seconds of silence, he released his grip on her neck and she gasped.

A few short coughs later and some light rubbing at the spot that she had been held, Marissa slowly looked back up at the shadow cloaked wolf. "So...sex, huh?" she asked in a meek tone.

The demon huffed in lingering annoyance, but pleased to see that she had come to grasp the gravity of the situation once again. Marissa watched as the intruder stepped back towards her bed, all the while keeping his front faced to her. When the backs of his legs braced against the mattress, he flopped over and shifted his way to fully lie on the mess of blankets and pillows.

"Come here," he said. The mare hesitated at first but remembering the demon's short temper, she started towards him. She had only gotten a foot away from her door when he demanded, "Take your clothes off."

Marissa complied quicker this time. She gripped her shirt at the bottom and lifted it over her head. She then reached behind her and undid her black bra, letting it fall to the floor when the clasp was undone, revealing a pair of double-D breasts with puffy, pierced nipples. The demon's grin appeared again at the sight of the silver studs and his tongue flicked out to run across the needle sharp teeth.

Next came her bottoms, a black skirt that flowed near the length of her knees. It was undone easily enough and slipped down her wide hips, revealing no underwear beneath as the black thong she had started the night out with had been lost sometime between doing the lines of coke and the bottle of Bacardi. The demon was pleasantly surprised by this fact and he let out an appreciative growl.

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