Desires
Alex adjusted his robe. The robe's highlights twinkled in the flickering candlelight. He reached for the runic sword that lay across the table by his computer. The red-tailed hawk stroked his claws along the blade. It had been hard to get just the right sort of sword for what he needed now, but it had been worth it. He grinned and stepped into the chalk circle.
The bird's talons passed the barrier and he felt a soft chill. This was magic, real magic, he knew it had to be. It had felt like that almost from the beginning, the first time he saw the ritual book. It had called to him, drawn him. He'd felt the power inside it, running into his claws and feathers. He shivered even now, remembering.
Alex drew himself back into the moment. The young hawk opened his beak, reciting the ritual words he'd gone over so many times. They echoed in his room, and the markings on the ground began to glow. His heart beat faster as he raised the sword, reciting its name, invoking its power.
"Bind this circle, protect me from the evil within. Grant me control over that which I seek!"
He drove the sword into the floor. The point plunged in with little effort, sliding half-way to the hilt. He stumbled, surprised by the lack of resistance, but managed to catch himself. He was nearly done, he couldn't falter now. He straightened up and lifted his winged arms.
"Now come, serve me. Give me what I desire!" He walked back slowly as he spoke, stepping free of the circle. And then he waited, staring into the circle, willing the spell to work.
For several long moments there was nothing. Alex shifted on his talons, nervous but hopeful. Then, a light appeared in the center of the circle. He gasped, staring at the light as it grew brighter, slowly spreading along the floor, opening up into a dark pit where there was none before.
A soft growl emanated from the hole, and Alex took a step back reflexively. As he continued to stare, a set of clawed fingers came out of the hole, grabbing onto the edge. A second set joined them, dark green scaling shimmering in the magical light. Slowly, a head rose up out of the portal. Smooth, reptilian, covered in spines and a pair of twisted horns. Glowing red eyes looked up at Alex, and the long jaws split in a sharp grin.
Alex stepped back against the wall and drew the ritual dagger he'd prepared. He drew in a breath. He was in control here, this was exactly what he'd expected. He just needed to stay calm. Still, it was a bit hard as he watched the demon climb free. It was tall, its head reaching to the ceiling. And muscular though not bulky, graceful, slender, and admittedly sexy with its smooth green scales and black claws. Alex blinked, shaking his head. Sexy? He shouldn't be thinking that, he needed to concentrate. Even if the demon's body was very nice. . .
The demon spread his leathery wings as he stepped out from the portal. He stood tall on three-toed feet. Alex couldn't help staring between the monster's legs, where a thick sheath and sac dangled. There was an innate sexual draw to the demon, a casual sensuality and a confidence that tugged at the bird's uncertain desires. The demon stretched slowly, the light reflecting off his scales. He swished his long tail, "Why have you summoned me here, mortal?" The voice was pleasant, dark and crooning. Alex felt a little thrill as he heard it.
Alex had to calm himself. This was a pleasure demon, he shouldn't be surprised it was a little difficult to look at him without getting distracted. He tried to ignore the bulging in his pants. He wasn't planning to have sex with the demon, he couldn't afford to break the circle, he just had to not think about how sexy he looked, "I seek pleasure, demon. I want to feel more than I have, I want some of your own power." The avian breathed in, hoping he wasn't overstretching. The book hadn't been too clear on exactly what could be asked for.
The demon smiled, tail curling about his ankles. He hrmed, "I see. That should be easy enough to accomplish." He took a step forward, and Alex backed up again, surprised. He was still inside the circle of course. . . and then another step. Alex's eyes widened as the demon walked free of the protective sigils. "You seem surprised that your protection was useless. If it comforts you any, your technique wasn't off, the book you found was probably just written by one of my kind." He grinned, flashing sharp, wicked teeth.
"A demon wrote. . ." Alex was about to ask why, and then realized how stupid that was. It was a simple, obvious trick, and one he'd fallen for perfectly. He backed against his dresser, watching the advancing demon in fear. He clutched his ceremonial dagger tightly.
The demon laughed, eying the weapon, "A weapon like that would do you little good against another mortal, let alone me." Alex swung and the demon caught the blade in his hand. He yanked the knife free of the hawk's hand, then tossed it away, "You have no defenses, no skills to fight against me with. Just relax, I have no plans to kill you. In a way, I shall give you what you desire. . ." The demon stepped up and put his claws on Alex's robe. A soft rumble rolled through the reptile's body.
Alex felt his heart hammering. His instincts were telling him to run, but he had no idea where. Even trying to get his door open would likely take too long, and those claws were so sharp. Just trying to move right now could be seriously harmful.
The reptile curled his claws into the bird's robe, then tugged, ripping the cloth and pulling it free. Alex's feathers were exposed to the air, and the demon's heat. The demon just laughed as he tore away shirt and shorts with casual ease. Alex was too terrified by those claws to struggle, even as his clothes were shredded, ending with his half-erect cock shining in the air.
"Mmm, only a little aroused as far? I'll fix that soon enough, bird. . ." The demon's own black cock was nice and hard. Alex could feel heat rolling off of it, not burning, but warmer than the rest of his body. The demon held him against the wall and angled the hard spire up under his feathery tail, "Besides, isn't this what you wanted? Pleasure? It's what I specialize in."
The tip touched touched the hawk's pucker and a tingle of pleasure hit him. He squawked, eyes widening. He was a virgin, and this was certainly not how he'd expected his first time to be. He tried to resist, to keep himself closed, but something about the heat loosened him, and he felt the tip slide in, spread him. He gasped, arching back as for a moment he forgot his fear in the flowing pleasure. Deep in the back of his mind, he was glad he'd so often practiced with his toys.
"Mmm, feels nice, doesn't it? Don't fight it and I won't be rough." Alex looked up at the scaled being, the glowing eyes and sharp spines. It did feel good to have him inside. The demon cock pushed in deeper, and the hawk groaned, toes curling as he felt them leave the floor. Right against his prostate now, that warm throbbing.
"I, rrrr. . . what, why are you. . .?" He couldn't understand what the demon wanted. He had his freedom. . . why just give him this? Alex wanted it too, he couldn't deny that, though it's not what he'd intended. It felt so good, it hardly felt like something to fight. He yelped, wincing as the demon pushed just a little too hard. The pain quickly subsided though, fading as waves of pleasure pulsed out into his flesh.
The lizard pressed his snout to his victim's beak, licking tenderly. Alex had been lifted into the air, but it felt strangely comfortable, "Oh, I'm taking what I want, and that's you. You've got so much pent up arousal in you, and I'm going to let it all out. . ." He thrust again, settling the trapped bird, impaled on the demon's spire.
Alex whimpered, shook his head. What did he mean? His own shaft was dripping, pressed against the scaled chest of the unnamed demon. He did want this, he wanted more pleasure, deeper pleasure. . . it was seeping into him, into his torso, out to his extremities. His feathered flesh tingled, and everywhere it touched something it sent a little thrill through him. His eyes widened as he let out a deep moan, "Not, rrrrr, not that much. You're doing something. . ." he gurgled, eyes a bit glazed. It felt so good.
A soft laugh and blazing eyes, "Of course I am. Mmmm, though you're doing it to yourself too, with my help. Give in, let it fill you. It will only get better and better. You're going to be closer to me than you could ever be with anyone else." He pushed again, but it felt different this time. Alex had some trouble focusing, but the cock didn't seem to move. It felt almost stuck in him. Glued. He tried to reach back and feel, but the feel of his own fingers against his tail made him shiver and get distracted. He looked down, and noticed something else.
He was higher off of the floor now, his talons dangling over a foot above it. He was shrinking? Why would he be shrinking? His bleary eyes looked up at the lizard again. Alex squirmed, trying to tug himself free, but the cock didn't budge at all. It throbbed inside him, and seemed to throb through him too. It should be too big now, now that he'd shrunk, it must be huge in him, but he didn't feel stretched at all, not a bit of pain.
The demon reached down, caressing the trapped avian. His fingers ran down Alex's sides slowly. A tender, intimate touch that made Alex arch and gasp. His own cock drooled more. It shouldn't, mmm, feel this good. It was getting hard to remind himself why. . . why he should be caring. Why he shouldn't just embrace what he wanted. He panted hard as a scaled finger stroked up his belly, gazed down as his feathers started to molt around the claw. He should feel afraid, but it just felt wonderful.
"Yesss, throb for me, little bird. You're not going to be a bird much longer. You're becoming a part of me, you can feel it now, can't you? You want me to touch you and stroke you. . ." he crooned, the words swirling inside Alex's head. He could feel bit of emotion from outside himself, from the demon, soaking into him. Intense need, barely held in check. Alex reached for it, and relaxed his defenses.
He connected, and both beings gasped. Alex shivered, feathers falling free as he did, revealing bare, black skin beneath. He was dimly aware that he must be smaller now, the floor seemed so far below, the lizard so large, but that seemed less important now. He and the demon were sharing feelings, feeding on need and lust. He'd been waiting so long for someone, to feel something stronger than his own talons on his cock. The demon, Torath, had wanted things too. A young pleasure demon, he wanted a living cock, a shaft that could feel and share. He wanted to fill Alex with pleasure, remake him into a throbbing, needy shaft. Strong hands wrapped around the small bird, brushing away loose feathers. He throbbed, all through his body, arching against the touch. No wonder he couldn't feel the cock stretching him, it was a part of him now. Yesss, he wanted this. He looked up, panting, drooling thick, musky saliva, "I-I want. . . make me yours," he moaned.
Torath grinned. Alex could feel that there'd never been any doubt that he'd accept, but the demon was still pleased. The pleasure warmed him, made him croon. Why had he resisted before? Torath hissed softly, "Pull your legs up, bird, wrap them around my base," he commanded. Alex complied quickly, feeling the last of his feathers fall free as he did. The naked bird wrapped his small thighs around, only now realizing how much his passage must have widened to take the cock that was still in him, it was about half as large as he was. Torath swished his tail and began to slide his hands up and down the bird's tiny body.
Alex opened his beak and pre dribbled out. He gurgled in pleasure, feeling the shared arousal, the pleasure that raced through him. Torath was unleashing his need, and Alex was matching it. He drank greedily on the demon's lust, letting it flow through his tiny form. His legs clutched at the black cock flesh, then began to merge and melt into it. He drooled again he felt the line of a urethra grow along his back. Torath's claws pressed down on it, and he spurt a glob of pre happily.
"Mrrrr, such an eager little cock, just needed to get you to open up. Won't be a bird anymore, just my handsome shaft. . . but that's what you want now. . ." he grinned, melding desires with the changing bird's own. Alex was pulling them in more and more eagerly, his own thoughts so mingled with demonic lust that there was less and less distinction. Torath stroked the softening beak and talons, pressing the legs into his base. Flesh grew into flesh, his cock swelling as it did. As talons flowed into smooth skin, the base doubled in size and strengthened their connection. Alex wanted more, wanted to cum. He hugged his soft wings around himself tightly.
The demon stepped back from the wall, walking to the bird's bed. Alex no longer dangled, it no longer seemed strange to just go with the demon, bobbing slightly as part of him. Torath sprawled out the bed comfortably, legs spread as he pawed off the throbbing bird. Thoughts of Alex as a hawk were fading from both their minds, replaced with cock. The needs, the desires of a sexual organ were so strong and simple, there was little room for much else. Need, always need. Torath groaned and pumped harder, hissing. He needed to cum, they both did, but it couldn't happen until he had a fully formed cock again.
Alex wanted that, wanted to be done. He wriggled, feeling his wings getting rubbed down into him, his throbbing urethra growing larger, stronger behind him. His form was smoothing out, tail, arms, all melding down into a large, smooth shaft. He noticed his own cock still there, still drooling as his beak did. Torath felt his attention there and grinned, placing a finger over it, "Mmmm, you don't need that anymore, cock. . ."
He pressed down and began to rub it in. Alex moaned, trying to curl talons he no longer had. It didn't feel like the shaft was melting or going away. . . more like it was growing into him, joining him. He could feel it in his slit, pushing up through his body, towards his head. Not just a part of him, it was him him, his body, Torath's body, joined. He spluttered again in a warbling squawk, beak wide as his front went fully smooth, and the cock vanished.
"Rrrr, mmm, there we are." Torath spoke in a whisper now, the words as much in his mind as mouth. Alex could read him without the need for words, thank him with another throb and surge of desire. He craned his neck weakly, staring down at what had been his body. He watched the last of his arms and fingers rubbed away. His only thought about them was that he wished they'd gone faster. He was just a soft black bird head on a long demon cock, and soon that would be gone. With each jerk of the demon's claw it came a little closer to the end.
The connection between them flowed and grew, the demon's thoughts sliding into Alex's, back and forth. Torath admired his length. So much bigger now, shinier, more lively. A little movement remained, twitching, wriggling some, almost snake-like. He forced himself to hold off a moment, to press a paw to the former bird's side. He coaxed him to curl, to feel hes new form's flexibility, even when stiff. The cock did so happily, curling against his owner's fingers, rubbing needfully, then demanding more. The demon grinned and nodded to himself. I won't let you wait, cock. We'll finish, make you complete, he promised, and Alex straightened out, drooling in anticipation.
A slow stroke, then growing again, harder, firmer, using Alex's own pre as lube as he rubbed the trembling, living shaft. Alex closed his eyes, thoughts drifting away. Pleasure, only pleasure, building, building so wonderfully. He knew what he needed now, what he was for. He needed only to cum, to spurt a wonderful arc of seed into the air, into an eager tailhole, anywhere. He could feel it, feel it as his beak smoothed down, as his neck grew thick, head flaring at the base.
Touch, feel, emotion. The cock stretched to his full length, barely noticing as eyes smoothed to nothing, replaced by a few gentle wrinkles. He connected with Torath's sac, the thick, corrupt cum churning, ready for him. He felt his owner's pleasure at seeing a perfect black demon cock forming where there had once been. . . mmm, it didn't matter any more. Nothing mattered but the orgasm. His tip grew nice and tapered, little soft ridges around the glans, finishing off his shape. He felt orgasm building, ready now as he was ready. Each throb closer, closer, each throb harder, stronger, as they hit their peak. His slit opened wider, and the seed washed through his body and mind.
Torath tugged down hard, forcing his cock against his belly, cradled in his hot scales. The cock sprayed out across the demon's body, covering his scales in sticky cum. Both beings were lost in bliss, their purposes fulfilled, thoughts banished for these moments of carnal pleasure. Each spurt seemed stronger than the last, the tightness of those claws growing, clenching, milking the cock for all he had, all he could draw. Cum splattered Torath's snout, the bed, the wall, his sac growing bigger with each pulse, carrying more and more to match the new cock. He cried out happily, cum dripping into his lips, slurped up by his tongue. Finally, he had what he wanted, finally he could know true pleasure. Such power, such feeling, such potential for corruption. The thoughts came slowly, and he knew the orgasm was beginning to wane. He tried to hold on, but the spurts were growing less each time. He squeezed tighter, and his cock did its best, but it was growing weak, finally gurgling out and going still.
Torath panted, staring up at the ceiling. Cum dripped down onto him from above. Musk filled the room, the rich scent of demon marking it. His cock was quiet, content, and happy. Its thoughts had returned, dulled but there still. No longer a bird, no longer really Alex, but a partner, ready and eager to help spread need and pleasure. He eased his grip and stroked the handsome thing tenderly. The cock thanked him in its simple, wordless way, rubbing its head back gently against his smooth hand. Torath grinned, then reached lower to feel the girth of his improved sac. His balls had swollen to softball size, a good start for now. He licked his lips and crooned, "Mmmm, there's much more to come for you, cock, this is just the beginning. I hope you're ready for all the strange pleasures I am now. . ." he teased. They both knew there was no need to question, they both wanted the same things now. Torath got up and casually wiped some of the cum free from his scales. He walked back over to the fiery portal, through the useless protection circle. He cupped his shaft fondly, then hopped back through, the portal closing for good behind him.