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She could have anyone she wanted. The feast had begun. Leaving the great split in the floor behind, Jasmine emerged to stand tall over the crowd, scanning the smorgasbord with all three heads. A tower of a cerberus, she stood out as particularly imposing even among demonkind. The scrambling mortals didn’t have a chance. She spotted several tasty morsels that were already making her mouths water. All it would have taken was a quick lunge, and she could have pinned them down and snatched them up for an effortless, yet satisfying gulp. Few of the other hellspawn would have dared compete for her chosen prey.

Yet for all the panicked treats swarming towards the hopelessly locked exits, Jasmine found herself most intrigued by someone who seemed completely oblivious to it all. It was easy to see why. The vixen still seated at one of the many bars was gorgeous in her stark black and white colours, all busty and fluffy in the way foxes did so well. She had a naturally seductive look on her face, or maybe that was just the results of the tall, pink drink she sipped. Maybe she was too intoxicated to realize what was going on, but could still see well enough to return Jasmine’s many gazes with a sultry little smile.

The cerberus was just going to have to consider herself seduced. She was looking forward to that confidence dissolving once she got her jaws on all that pretty fox meat. Stomping over, unable to keep from wagging her tail, Jasmine walked right up to that vixen and bent down to get closer to her level. A soft sniff revealed a pleasant scent, unusually so even for someone that pretty. She got a smirk in response. The fox stirred her drink with the straw, and finished it off before she looked up at the obvious demon looming over her, offering a flutter of her eyelashes and a lick of her lips. Yet for all the flirting of her body language, her voice was blunt and rude by tone alone, nevermind the words she dared speak.

“Something’s wrong with your breath,” the fox said.

Jasmine recoiled, more shocked than insulted. There were few who dared talk to her like that, especially from up close. It was enough of a novelty that she was willing to entertain a little teasing. There could always be retribution later.

“Oh? And what might be wrong with it?”

“Doesn’t smell like my cock.”

The vixen tossed her empty glass aside to let it shatter on the floor and snorted with inelegant laughter. That smooth, seductively foxy way she had about her quickly melted away. Instead, she took to leaning back atop the stool and spreading her legs to give a better look at the bulge beneath her stylish dress. It hugged her curves so well, with strategic slits to reveal stripes of her soft fur in all the right places, and it wrapped snugly around a visibly plump sheath and equally impressive pair of balls. That wasn’t going to make Jasmine’s mouths water any less. She found herself licking three sets of chops more or less at once. When she didn’t immediately respond to that teasing, the fox just doubled down, leaning even closer.

“I’m gonna have to do a lot of facefucking to get all three of them. But I know a dumb demon doggy’s gonna love that. Just look at you, lubing up to make sure you’re nice and sloppy once your fat pussy’s all wrapped around my cock.”

That fox was right about that, to an extent. The sheer indignance still had a way of turning Jasmine on. She gave a snort of her own, then stood up again, showing off her full height. That still didn’t make the fox flinch in the slightest. Even if her size and appearance didn’t do it, any mortal would have faltered before the sheer demonic aura Jasmine was giving off by then.

“You’re well-informed. And awfully calm, too. Yet I’m not getting even the slightest hint of demonic energy from you. So what are you then, you wretched little thing? And don’t say you’re a mortal.”

“Rosemary.”

“I didn’t ask your name.”

“That’s all you’re getting.” The fox flashed a grin that was just a little sharper than was natural, her appearance briefly flickering. Her glamour was failing. Or maybe it was more of a threat of revealing her true self. She remained where she was, then gave a mean snicker. “And you should probably learn to watch your back, dumbass.”

Jasmine didn’t get a chance to respond before she was clutching at her necks with a bark-whimper of surprise. The collars that snapped into place around each of her throats were locked so tightly she couldn’t get a word out. She clawed at them and found it bound there by a power beyond even her own. Rosemary just glared at her, grin growing and growing, eyes losing their golden brown hue in favour of a more otherworldly magenta. Her aura was powerful, but the collar, and the leash attached to it was distinctly demonic. It wasn’t the fox who was on the offensive. She was just the bait.

A shrill cackle of delight from behind Jasmine couldn’t have belonged to anyone else. The cerb at least knew who one of her attackers was. She didn’t have to look up to see for certain. The presence alone, masked until then, was enough. Shirazi dragged her down to the floor and hauled her off, leaving her kicking her legs and thrashing through a crowd she had thought beneath her. Rosemary finally stood to follow along, letting one tail split into many, and her inner glow shine through what had once appeared to be a mundane form. Just like that, and Jasmine understood just how ancient an evil she was dealing with. Perhaps even older than herself.

There was something mortals said about knowing devils that seemed to apply when she gazed up to see that sinister hyena smile beaming down at her. Shirazi probably could have dragged her off through some tear in reality, but she chose the very middle of the dance floor instead. That meant there were plenty of eyes upon the trio, and yet none dared draw near. The silver-and-striped demoness had staked her claim, and not even the most depraved of fiends wished to get caught up in her madness. Jasmine was sprawled out and cowed before her peers, never to live down such a humiliation. If any piece of her was going to live through it at all.

“Left and drawn, dug deep into the pit of desires, every failure of your imposition written out like the news of the day.” Shirazi was already trembling with inner chaos. Mortals found her unsettling, even if they never truly understood her. Jasmine knew exactly what she meant. “You will find no seclusion. Only the whispered fate at the bottom of the pages, a little louder every verse.”

“Yeah. What she said.” Rosemary came forth through the crowd, brushing her tails against anyone who got too close. Her dress had vanished somewhere in the middle of the ambush, leaving her bouncing her sheath along with every long stride. “God, that was so easy. Look at this big bitch, all sprawled out and whimpering for us. You even [i]smell[/i] weak.”

She sniffed the air for emphasis, crouching down near the fallen cerb. Jasmine wanted to fend her off, but she found herself too busy clutching at her collars, trying to tug herself a little breathing room. Shirazi’s reputation was such that strangling her captive to death before the fun could really start wasn’t outside the realm of possibilities. Jasmine’s power was as good as useless. Perhaps it was the collars, or perhaps it was the presence of her aggressors themselves, but she was little more than an oversized three-headed dog, rather than the imposing demon mistress she thought herself.

That was all the opportunity Rosie needed to get down and start feeling up her shared captive. There was something to the way she groped and touched all over that was ever so intrusive, so violating. She felt up Jasmine’s breasts from beneath, hefting them, then squeezing them so deeply it was like she was trying to crush them. Jasmine managed to keep two of her mouths silent, but a whimper escaped from the third. Rosemary’s grin grew broader at that, giving a better look at the horror she really was. The depraved look in the fox’s eyes spoke of inner cruelty beyond just her harsh words.

A wrench of leashes, and Shirazi forced the cerberus to sit. She pressed up behind the big dog to let Jasmine feel the plap of a thick hyena cock rubbing on her spine. Her low giggle was ever-present. Jasmine had to close her ears to the sound, doing her best to block it out before it invaded her mind too deeply. Not even a demon was immune to her maddening call. Nor to sensation of a black tongue running along the side of her middle throat. The hyena slurped as she snickered, adding a sheen of drool to Jasmine’s fur that was all the more visible under the lights.

The touch alone was enough to make her shudder. That, along with the persistent groping from the vixen had a way of making her bite her lip on one head, to huff out loud on another, and to eventually let slip a moan from the third. The sensation of the hyena’s teeth dotting against her skin, pressing down teasingly. At the full height of her power, Jasmine would have shrugged off even the hardest bite, but she wasn’t so sure anymore. It was easy to wonder if she was even a demon when she felt so powerless, so helpless, and so easily seduced by the wicked auras of the hyena and vixen alike. Maybe it was more than just an intangible aura that had her going like that, so she found when the hyena took charge and shoved her heads closer to the sweetest spot of the fox.

Bent over in an unnatural way, Jasmine got at least one of her muzzles fully smothered against Rosemary’s crotch. She could pull one of her heads away, but it wasn’t enough to keep her from inhaling a sizable dose of pure, rich scent. Soft and sweet on the one hand, densely packed with intoxicating pheromones on the other, it was exactly the sort of thing that got the dog’s mouths watering all over again. That was potent enough, but when the hyena let those leashes fall slack and joined Rosemary on the cerb’s front side, it was all but over. Shirazi snatched a double handful of demon horns and turned them into handles just so she could shove Jasmine’s nose into a particularly potent bit of fluff just above the base of her shiny cock where an excess of demon musk had so sweetly accumulated.

It wasn’t a choice of sniffing or suffocating. Jasmine still had one free head to gasp with. It was the sheer volume of rewards she received for even a single sniff of them both at once. Filling her senses with two complex scents all at once was enough to get her tingling, to get her toes curling and her tail wagging all on its own. It was so very worth the laughter from above - some of it unhinged, some of it merely mocking, depending on who it was coming from. Rosemary’s sheath started plumping up from the attention, resting against Jasmine’s lips, letting the cerb smooch the emerging flare whether intentionally or not.

Another harsh yank on those horns preceded a deep, dark cackle from the hyena. She humped a few times, rubbing her cock all over Jasmine’s face, coating the dog’s fur with a thorough layer of pure scent, leaving the cerb positively drooling in between panting swallows of demonic essence. Yet worse than anything she could have done physically to Jasmine were the words she spoke, striking some deep understanding, some hidden chord within the defeated demon.

“Orders and denominations profess your broken resolve. Breathe us and let flow what comes. Blush until it hurts and we’ll help you fuck the pain away.”

“God,” Rosie said with a little chuckle. “You made it sound like this would be hard. But look at what a good little doggy whore she is. I’d be impressed if it wasn’t so [i]pathetic.[/i]”

The vixen had a way of saying that word with overwhelming malice. A small adjustment of her hips made things all the more dire for Jasmine. The fox grabbed the cerb’s right head by the horns, leaving the hyena with the left. The middle was trapped between them both, tilted back in an attempt at getting even a little breathing room. It didn’t matter how much fresh air she managed to get. She was all but choking on pure, delicious musk by then, swallowing it down straight from the source, feeling herself getting hotter and wetter with every huff. Everything was getting hotter the more excited the wicked pair grew. Shirazi’s veiny shaft twitched to an even thicker size, while Rosie’s pitch black horsecock filled out until the fully formed knot pushed free of her sheath. It was a good thing the demon dog was bigger than them both.

She found herself faintly aware of the leashes dangling down her back like braids. There was no restraint restricting her but for the presence of the pair and the mind-fogging effects of their scents. Jasmine was unbound, and yet remained powerless. She didn’t bother to think about whether she [i]wanted[/i] to break free or not when she was so thoroughly convinced she couldn’t. What she really wanted was to give them more than just stifled sniffs. It was time to truly huff them, to stick her nose against their unrolled sheaths and take the deepest breath she could, until her mind tingled and her tongues flopped free of her jaws all on their own.

It only felt natural to start slurping after that. She couldn’t tell whose balls tasted better. Both sets of white or silver sacks had such pleasant weight to them, faintly flexing under her attention, reminding her of just how potent they were. Jasmine’s hard work earned her a drop of precum from the hyena’s dick, raining down between her pointed ears and streaming down her face to mark her all the more deeply. It felt like that silky scent was never going to leave her. Nor was the mark on her cheek when Rosie amused herself by swinging her hips and smacking the cerb in the face with her club of a knotted horsecock.

“Open up that yelp hole. Let’s see if demons really can’t choke,” Rosemary said with a slight snarl, before going back to the mocking tone. “Go on. I [i]know[/i] you’re a good girl, deep inside.”

It wasn’t just rage that had Jasmine blushing so much at that. She wished she could get control of her tail, but nothing in the hells or heavens could have halted its wagging. It was time to be good. She let her jaw drop as if in awe, and she didn’t get so much as a single lick more before she had an entire fox cock jammed into her mouth. A [i]glurk[/i] of surprise and a little cry from her other two free mouths was all she could give before she started gulping. She didn’t even have to suck, just hold fast and swallow, lips wrapped snug around the horse-shaped meat shoved straight down her throat. Rosie started rocking her hips and fucking that face with her fingers still firmly around each horn. There was no way out of that grip.

Shirazi seemed inspired by such a display, tapping the tip of her shaft on one of Jasmine’s noses a few times. That was enough to send a splash of pre all over the cerb’s head, and leave all the more streaks of juices running over her face, mixing with her light perspiration. Jasmine panted and kept on breathing deep until she felt a demon dick pressed up against her lips. The long, deep kiss she gave it came complete with a thorough lapping at the tip, to drink down all that delicious essence she could get. Her body gave a surge of sensation, and even emotion just from tasting Shirazi’s precum, as if she knew she deserved to serve such a superior demoness.

That inner revelation made it feel all the better to part her lips and sink slowly down that shaft until she bottomed out with a kiss to that thoroughly sniffed crotch fluff. Shirazi proved the more controlled of the pair in a strange twist of fate, at least at first. She let the cerb suck her off, stroking Jasmine’s horns suggestively the whole time. Eventually, the voices won, and she gave a sudden ram forth to fill that throat and smack the dog’s chin with a swing of her nuts. Jasmine was just going to have to try to keep up with two sloppy facefucks all at once, drooling on the balls of demon ‘yena and dark spirit alike, desperately gasping with her third head just to stay conscious.

They weren’t about to let it be that easy. Rosemary kept one hand on a horn belong to the face she was fucking, and reached over for another. Pulling the middle head over, she smothered it against her fur, letting the juices splashing from every stroke between a fine pair of cerberus lips pour onto that second face. When she had enough, she let Shirazi take over, toying with that third head, pressing it into her fluff while she rutted one of Jasmine’s mouths like she was going to breed it. The pair rammed their cocks so deeply down two throats they met up at the bottom, mounting up and pounding straight down like twin jackhammers, pushing all the way to the demon dog’s chest with their sheer, jaw-straining girth.

“Oh, I feel her shaking. I know she loves every second of this, but what happens if we break her before we get to have all the fun we want? She’s feeling pretty fragile for such a big bitch.”

Rosemary spoke so calmly for someone who was fucking a face faster and faster, going knot deep in the dog’s mouth, letting Jasmine kiss that fat, throbbing bulge on what was already an overwhelmingly hefty cock. The hyena pondered her answer, never ceasing her strokes into another of Jasmine’s mouths the entire time, swinging her whole body with the harsh, plunging effort. She eventually came upon one word that summarized her thoughts best, delivering it with a deep, toothy growl.

“[i]Devour.[/i]”

The fox gave a little giggle in response.

“I can work with that. There’s so much [i]meat[/i] here. Let’s see if she’s still good for something, at least.” She cast her gaze downwards, flashing that wild-eyed look. “Yeah, you like it when I talk about you like you’re not here, don’t you? I don’t care what you have to say anyway. All you once-proud demons beg and threaten the same.”

The taunting served as a distraction for what the hyena wanted to do. Violence coursed through Shirazi’s body, leaving her shaking with malice and aggression, plunging forth to slam her cock all the way down Jasmine’s throat and keep it there. The pulsing flex of orgasm came complete with all the maddening cackles the cerb’s mind could take. The whooping sound echoed just right in her ears to feel like it was bouncing around in her skull. She wanted to laugh right back, but she was too busy guzzling the torrent of demon cum shooting down her throat with the kind of ferocity that had her drooling thick white strands from her middle mouth.

It all left her even less prepared for getting her mouth suddenly knotted. That bulb locked tight behind her teeth, threatening to choke her out, but she refused to gag on all that fox cock, no matter how deep it went. Rosie had enough length to make it feel like she was pumping her cum straight into Jasmine’s belly. The demon dog swelled and sloshed with the double load she was desperately swallowing. It welled up all her throats at once, overpowering her senses, leaving her eyes watering. Coughing up an excess of combined spunk from her middle mouth by the time they were done with her, she felt her arms go slack at her side, so utterly defeated by a mere mouth rutting that she looked like a mindbroken mortal already.

They left her to struggle on their cocks for a solid minute of shaking and swallowing, sometimes coughing, sometimes wheezing. Every little shake made her belly wobble and slosh. She was already looking bred, and all the cum glistening its way down her body marked her that much more. Jasmine could hardly say whose scent was more prominent on her fur as she slowly slumped down, drenched and claimed, filled up and still wanting more. The ache between her thighs told her as much.

It took Rosemary longer to pull out than Shirazi. The hyena slipped back, lubed up by her own cum, leaving the cerb drooling dumbly and panting steam in the aftermath. The fox got her knot stuck on the first few tugs, firmly enough that it looked like she was just going to have to stay there. A little extra force got her free with a solid yank and a succulent [i]pop[/i]. The rest was all splattering, painting Jasmine down with a few more splashes of vixen jizz splashing over her tits and belly alike. When she was done humiliating the demoness, Rosemary stood tall above her, hands on her hips, glaring down into those watery eyes and those cum-streaked faces.

“Razi, honey. Please tell me your kind is worth more than a quick suck. Big girl looks broken already. You sure we even got a demon?”

Somewhere amidst the coughing fit and the lingering tingle of submission that felt as good as an orgasm, Jasmine felt like she ought to say something to defend herself and her demonic honour.

“Accepting pleasure when it’s offered isn’t weakness. You’ll understand that someday, spirit.”

Rosemary cackled like she’d been briefly possessed by Shirazi herself. “Oh, babygirl. You almost make it sound like you really do believe that, and I love that for you. Now get [i]down[/i].”

She spoke with all the firmness of a dog trainer, though she wasn’t patient enough to wait for Jasmine to comply. A paw on the cerb’s spine helped force her down. Rosie stood like that, one foot on the conquered demoness, beaming with delight over her prize. At Jasmine’s size, even on her hands and knees she was still at waist height with her aggressors. Surrounded on both sides, she got slapped over the shoulder with a great black slap of demon dick when Shirazi found her spot. The hyena rubbed it against one of the cerb’s throats, grinding, smearing that scent all the deeper into her fur with every stroke. Jasmine couldn’t keep herself from nuzzling back a little, pressing into the demon’s fur, sniffing her a little more. That scent was worth any sacrifice.

She might have slipped fully into hypnotic adoration if it wasn’t for the sudden spank. Rosemary couldn’t help herself either. The vixen found herself presented with a nice thick demon rump all bent over for her, and she started drumming those asscheeks with her open palms. That soon turned to deep groping, and grinding too once she got her cock snug between those cheeks. Of course she didn’t miss just how wet that dog was. Jasmine heard that little snort of amusement when the fox glossed her knotted cock along the soaking folds of canine cunt flexing and dripping in anticipation of total submission. It was enough to make the cerb start grinding right back.

Without even seeing it, Jasmine could feel the glee on the fox’s face. It was ever so degrading to lift her tail so readily for someone who wasn’t even a demon, not even from the same realm. All remaining doubt melted right away when she felt the blunt prod of a thick flare pressing against the lips of her tender pussy. She bit her lip on one head, and and groaned out loud on another at the unsubtle reminder of just how long it had been since she got [i]fucked[/i]. Sex was one thing, but a big dog like her was so often in control, so often dealing out more pleasure than she got back in return. She needed it. She pressed into that cock, whimpering for more, all her wishes were granted by the fox spirit mounting up on her ample backside.

One long, smooth [i]schlick[/i] of penetration left Jasmine stuffed full of fox cock. All the bulging veins stroked her just right, and the medial ring popped inside with a jolt of pleasure that made her whimper. Shirazi snatched the noisiest of the three heads before her, gripping those horns and directing the middle face of the cerb right where it needed to be. She didn’t tease anymore, instead just shoving her cock straight past those lips and down that throat again. The taste flooded Jasmine’s senses all over again, and yet she still needed more. The hyena didn’t even need to force the other heads to worship her. That was all Jasmine’s doing.

With a fat knot inching closer and closer to her clit, Jasmine had all the motivation she could ever need to make a complete slut of herself. She suckled her way down to the very base of Shirazi’s cock, then slipped back up again to pop right off. It was only so she could lick and slather up the tip, dipping her tongue under the loose skin to clean it of all its flavours. The striped one gave a good grind over Jasmine’s nose to further engulf her in that hyena musk, in the concentrated demon pheromones that inspired the cerb to get all her heads lapping and suckling on Shirazi at once. She licked, she kissed her way up and down those thighs and hips, she sucked on any particularly fluffy spots just to drink the perspiration right from that striped pelt, giving great drooly groans and moans to show her utter adoration.

Of course she had to get one of her mouths around those nuts. Maybe even two of them, one for each, kneading and silently praising that hefty set with her soft lips. There was such a pleasant accumulation of sweat and all the associated tastes there. She dwelt on that flavour, sinking into total submission, into transfixed awe for her new mistress, until Rosemary reminded her who else she belonged to. A sharp jab of a thrust gave Jasmine’s pussy a thud with that battering ram of a knot. Even at that size difference, it was still so much to take that it was going to require some stretching, thumping against those lips on the first attempt. The resulting ripple passed through Jasmine’s body, bouncing all her softest shapes, making the vixen’s dick throb a little harder.

“Look at the thick bitch jiggle. Do curves like that come standard in demonville?”

“Sweet souls accumulate in all the best places,” Shirazi said, a fondness in her voice. “Press close, dog. Hear the screams you never claimed.”

She snatched those horns again and brought Jasmine upwards, cock resting snug between two of the cerb’s throats. A good tug directed the dog’s middle face against that soft belly, where the demoness had been holding a little extra weight of late. She often was around that time of year. Jasmine didn’t need to be told to snuggle up against it, nuzzling, then kissing. Sometimes, she just listened, a perked ear pressed to the heft before her. There were the grumbles of a demoness who was absolutely thinking about eating her, for certain. Then there was something more, something deeper, embedded in the demonic flesh. Jasmine could hear the wails of the thousands.

Even in her haze of pleasure, her eyes went wide for a moment as she considered the multitudes crying out from within the demoness. Imprisoned as part of the hyena, knowing nothing of what they had once been, only the anguish of their eternal fate, they called from beneath to those who knew how to listen. Jasmine found herself a little jealous. Just how had Shirazi managed to eat [i]that[/i] many mortals? Some of them weren’t even mortal, either. Perhaps she was going to become part of all that, just another voice in the chorus. That thought didn’t make kissing that belly any less pleasant.

She never stopped lapping at the demoness with her left and right heads alike. They worked in something resembling unison to take long drags over those stripes, to kiss and suck those nuts and everything around them, harvesting every swallow of that flavour she’d come to adore. Yet Shirazi still wanted more. It was time to seize the demon by the horns again and plunge straight down the throat of the middle head. She was even rougher than the first time, jamming forth and slamming hard enough to leave Jasmine bouncing back against Rosie’s knot. The fox just put all the more pressure on right back, moving her hips in a seductive circle to grind deep against the pussy folds of the desperate, clenching dog.

Sucking and swallowing, guzzling down an excess of hyena pre thicker than most cumshots, Jasmine was in the perfect, blissful state to soak up as much pleasure as she could. She almost refused to let go of that dick when Rosemary started slowly pulling back, slurping out of that slathered cunt inch by inch. Jasmine gave the fox the best cock massage possible, kneading tightly around every detail until Rosie was an inch away from popping free. A flex of her flare kept her inside, shooting thick ropes of precum all over those inner details, painting that soaking sex in a fresh layer of potent need. Then she plunged all the way back in again, bringing three muffled whimpers from each of Jasmine’s smothered faces.

The power of their pumping hips working together to smack Jasmine from both sizes with two sets of heavy, swinging nuts was enough to truly spitroast her with enough time. The cerb felt her hands leave the floor once they were slamming her muzzle and pussy hard enough, and her knees weren’t touching the ground anymore before long. She grasped at Shirazi’s thighs, squeezing them tightly to feel them squishing beneath her fingers, as padded with souls as her belly. It wasn’t enough to keep herself stable, but at least it helped her brace for the double-sided reaming that got her jiggling from thighs to butt to belly to bust. The occasional spank from the vixen behind her only added more wobbles to her trapped, sandwiched form.

It occurred to Jasmine that there was music playing. She had completely tuned it out until then, when the steady [i]plaps[/i] of juicy balls against her thighs and chin alike grew more apparent. The chaotic pace could hardly be called rhythmic, but the demoness and the spirit played their own song with the dog’s twitching, quivering body. Jasmine was convulsing in pleasure to the sound of those [i]schlicks[/i] and slaps, gripping the hyena but unable to hold herself steady in the slightest. She was far too busy licking and slathering up Shirazi’s fur to stop and moan, obsessing over every drop of sweat that rolled down the striped one’s form, but the occasional doggy whimper escaped her nonetheless. Especially when Rosemary smacked her with that knot just right.

Spreading her out, stretching her, leaving Jasmine straining just to deal with that pleasure, the vixen laughed just to see how much the dog squirmed against her knot. She was making progress. One more good lunge, and she probably could have wedged it deep inside to tie with the cerb and hold her there. Instead, she yanked back, denying the aching dog what she longed for, leaving Jasmine to clench and nearly squirt on the spot. The hellhound pushed back against that cock, wanting more and more of it, and her reward was another deep thrust that sent a wave through her matronly form. They were already plowing her, but when Rosemary grabbed her by the hips just right, and Shirazi seized her by the horns and throat tightly enough to jerk her own cock with her grip, Jasmine knew she was in for a [i]real[/i] rutting.

Working as if to destroy her, with the kind of power that would have ground a mortal into little bits within seconds, they made a sleeve out of her in the midst of their cackling, snarling, even drooling haze. For all the dignity of their domination, neither fox nor hyena was immune to losing themselves in the primal moment of [i]using[/i] their whimpering pet for pleasure. Jasmine had expected that level of aggression from Shirazi. The demoness always gave the impression she was barely in control of herself. It was a little more surprising to feel the vixen outright growling her way into a deep, pounding, grinding pace. There was no space between their bodies anymore. She got her ass squished tight against the fox’s hips, and her lips mashed to the very base of the hyena’s cock, kissing her sheath and crotch a like, drooling on her clenching balls with both of her other heads, until she lost herself in a moaning cry of bliss when it all erupted at once.

Three bodies united as one in the power of the moment. She glistened and shook in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by all manner of onlookers to see exactly what kind of slut Jasmine really was. If they weren't simply awed by the sheer, chaotic majesty of that collective orgasm. Shirazi shoved herself sheath-deep in cerberus throat, and Rosemary bottomed out not by knotting all the way, but by grinding that heavy, pulsing bulb against Jasmine’s clit just right. It was torturously pleasurable. Not even orgasm was an adequate response, but it was going to have to do. Arching her two available heads, the hellhound let herself succumb to the most pathetic wailing and crying she’d ever produced, and it only just began to express how she felt. The rest she could do with her squirting.

A most immodest orgasm rocked through the cerb’s body, leaving her knees buckling, and all three pairs of eyes rolling back into stupefied ecstasy. She drooled all the more as she went over, but she never stopped giving Shirazi all the attention she deserved. Flexing and climaxing around the fox’s cock was no excuse to stop adoring the hyena’s own. That taste fuelled her own release, driving Jasmine deeper into pure pleasure, blissfully sucking it all the way down her middle throat until she felt it flex tight inside her. Such a good demon pet she’d made of herself, worshipping and slathering the hyena’s balls, thighs, and everything around the base of that rigid shaft. Her reward was everything she hoped for.

Thick, potent, all-corrupting ropes of pure demon seed gushing down her throat made Jasmine launch into a frenzy of gulping and guzzling. She needed it all. Her other mouths huffed as she kept the middle one busy, latched onto the very base of the demon yeen’s dick, nose buried in Shirazi’s fluff as the cerb swallowed everything she could get. Even when it all shot straight down to her growing belly, she got plenty to taste, plenty welling up in her throats until she was drooling it from her other two heads as well. Yet she still kept sucking, bloating and straining as she slavishly served the hyena looming above her. That was when she felt the knot.

A succulent [i]pop[/i] of pure pressure left Jasmine stretched out around the biggest part of Rosie’s cock. The hellhound trembled her way to another climax in an instant, forced into a convulsing peak that eventually made her legs give out. She fell to her knees and the fox followed, pouncing atop her back and then yanking her into a tight, nearly crushing embrace. Rosemary humped away while she squished her tits to the cerb’s back, gnashing her teeth like a beast rather than an aloof tease. She fucked Jasmine full of even more cum, shooting straight into the hound’s womb until that swollen middle was sloshing with every heaving breath.

It took some tugging for Shirazi to get free of that mouth. Jasmine wanted to keep sucking forever. The hyena instead made her catch the rest of that seemingly endless cumshot. The hellhound gaped wide, showing all three of her maws at once just to give the hyena as many targets as she needed. Shirazi hit them all, more or less. She splattered plenty more all over the hound’s features, painting every face in her mark, staining the defeated demon with her seed. It poured down Jasmine’s throats and rolled down her neck alike until she the striped demoness was finally done with her, or at least done cumming on her.

Rosemary wasn’t finished yet, grinding out yet more pleasure from them both. She clutched her prize and squeezed Jasmine’s tits about as hard as she could, until that dog whimpered for her. That just made the hound clench down on that knot a little harder, milking even more fox cum deep inside of her. She was heavy and stretched, wobbling with her heavy breathing, still giving the occasional twitch of climax as she got all stuffed with pure, thick, seed. The vixen licked her a few times, bit her on the back of the neck, humped her a little, all until that flare finally stopped flexing within her and she went slightly less rigid. Jasmine gave a weak wiggle of her hips, but that knot wasn’t going anywhere. She just had to wait for it to soften.

A few yanks didn’t exactly help, but she slowly loosened that cunt around that heavy base until she could wrench back even harder. Jasmine flinched and barked, but she had to admit how good that felt. It left her quivering, dripping, leaking an excess of cum. A cascade of spunk splashing over a set of plump nuts made for a puddle between their paws. The vixen was relentless in getting her cock free, until it all [i]slurked[/i] out with one long backwards lunge. All the more spunk soaked their surroundings as the hound fell quivering into the waiting demon’s arms.

Shirazi helped her stand, clutching her like a precious thing. The hyena was sturdy, no matter how much of the big hound’s weight was pressed against her. She supported Jasmine for exactly how long it took for the fox to reposition. Rosemary pounced, grabbing the cerb by the hips, yanking her back into those greedy clutches. It didn’t take long for Jasmine to sink down to their level, knees bending as the lingering pleasure surged. That was just enough to get two cocks pointed up at her most vulnerable spots. Shirazi pressed up against that creamed cunt, and Rosemary hotdogged up between the cheeks of a plump hound ass. Their collective grinding left Jasmine’s knees even weaker, but she refused to admit it.

“You can do all you want ... thinking you have the advantage,” she said, breathless but defiant in her way.

“Did you hear that, Razi? We can do [i]all[/i] we want. Let’s fuck this bitch right up.”

“To the totality of all being,” the hyena agreed.

Jasmine managed to maintain her dignity for a few last seconds, before it all came out in yelping and moaning alike. She wasn’t sure which sound was more embarrassing. There was the shrill sound that escaped her as she got her ass stretched by a flared cock. Rosie was every bit as hard even after fucking her, and all that mess she made of Jasmine’s pussy just made Shirazi slip inside all the more smoothly. The squelch of spunk gushing out around that sleek black shaft left even the hyena moaning in her own way - mixed in with the cackles bellowed right in Jasmine’s face.

Double penetrating her that deeply left their cocks all but grinding together deep inside her. Burying deeper and deeper in hellhound ass and pussy alike left her struggling just to stand. They made up for that by pumping her hard, pitching her like a tent, pressing harder and harder until a set of balls tapped against Jasmine’s pussy lips, and a knot stretched her wider and wider, sinking snugly inside. Once it locked into that fine ass, it felt as if it was lodged there for good. Especially with Jasmine squeezing down on it so hard.

That suited her just fine. She could pump those few free inches back and forth, spanking her hips against that sore hound ass while Shirazi [i]fucked[/i]. Somehow the demon yeen was even more unhinged as she lunged and pounded her way with fearsome speed and ferocity. For a moment, looking into the eyes of the hyena, watching her cackle and snarl with equal intensity, Jasmine even felt afraid. It was brief but tangible, making her heart throb all the harder, faster than the thrusts plowing into her. Never was it more apparent to her, caught between those two, that even demonic bodies could be undone.

They could have anything they wanted. Gripping her hips, slapping her ass, groping and even biting her tits - she let them have it all. Her body was on full offer to them, rattled and shaken between the bashing thrusts of them both. Jasmine could hardly say who fucked harder. Shirazi took long, harsh thrusts, plunging her whole shaft in and out with an obscenely sloppy sound each time, splattering herself in a triplicate of juices - fox, hyena, and squirting hound. Rosemary didn’t have as much room to move, but she made up for it with speed, until the quakes running through Jasmine’s curves were all but constant.

This time, it wasn’t Shirazi’s turn to cackle. A wild-eyed look bore into the back of Jasmine’s heads. She could feel it. Rosemary was snapping her jaws, drooling with her depravity, dragging her knot back and forth inside the hellhound’s tight backside, slipping into snarls as she madly raved.

“Take it [i]all[/i]. It feels so good to fail, doesn’t it? You’ve always been such a wretched thing under the surface. Waiting for the perfect time to throw it all away. To let herself get destroyed like a snivelling slut. Gonna cry? Gonna whimper while we fucking [i]ruin[/i] you, bitch? I’ll laugh so fucking hard.”

The malice in her voice blended with her own brand of sinister laughter. For once, Shirazi didn’t seem like the most unpredictable element in the room. At least until that hyena shoved her whole cock inside the demon dog’s womb while Jasmine was distracted and howled with hysterics to the glorping sound of her draining her nuts inside her pet hellhound. The cerb reeled back, instantly elevated to orgasm whether she was ready or not. It was time to squirt for them once again.

She let it all out, arching her back into Rosie, feeling the fox’s bust squish against her. It was just as the vixen predicted. Jasmine couldn’t even moan anymore, merely whimper and yelp as she got filled up with enough hyena cum to breed a mortal a thousand times over. A demon’s body was different, but she had no idea what that chaotic seed would truly do to her. As she wondered that, she felt that knot pulse inside her, even more rigid than ever, and finally erupt and unload inside just as hard as the first time.

The collective swelling left Jasmine simply staring, blankly gazing off into the distance while she focused on all the other sensations. She slumped all the more, paws not even touching the floor anymore, all her weight fully suspended on the cocks inside of her. That just jammed them inside all the harder, letting them paint her depths pure white, coating them with their cum and their collective influence alike. Even a demoness could be corrupted, in her way. Cumming that hard for two aggressors like that was the start of her descent, but she could always go deeper.

The hyena pulled out abruptly, snickering with delight and pleasure alike, cumming the rest over Jasmine’s heavy belly and thighs. Rosemary wasn’t going anywhere. She stayed where she was, nestled behind the hound, knot jammed inside that flexing hole. That time, she wasn’t even trying to pull out. She simply waited, giving the occasional throb and a few more spurts of cum to go with them.

Slowly tilting her heads back to gaze at the hyena once more, Jasmine found herself confronted by a particularly unsettling grin. It was the kind of thing that could have left a mortal paralyzed by fear. She even flinched a moment. Shirazi tipped head one way and then another, rocking her body back and forth with the motion. Rolling those thoughts around in her head, she eventually barked out with a voice of the legion, echoing with the glee of triumph.

“It’s time to set the point of convergence. Two fates yawn before your eyes. The contract has sealed them from afar. You have waited long enough.”

She looked to Rosemary, who gave a little [i]hmmm[/i] out loud, stroking her chin. Whatever the hyena meant, the fox seemed to understand just fine. Jasmine herself could feel Rosemary’s grin gleaming behind her as the fox gave a slow, approving nod to the demon’s ravings. It didn’t take her long to make up her mind.

---

“Ah, fuck it. I’m feeling generous.” Rosie gave another hard thrust with her knot still wedged deep inside the cerberus. “I’m enjoying this bitch’s tight asshole all squeezing on me too much anyway. And I wanna see how you deal with all those heads.”

The response inspired the most sinister of cackles yet. They were oddly subtle. Shirazi rarely was. Jasmine and most other demons knew that. It was easy to see what had her so quietly pleased. The hellhound slowly tipped all three of her heads up, overcoming the dread that kept her gaze cast downward, and found herself confronted by the black flesh of the hyena’s open maw, framed by an abundance of sharp, curved fangs. Shirazi’s tongue slowly slithered forth as if to ensnare her prey, but she couldn’t hold back the lunge building in her tensing body.

Jasmine didn’t even offer much resistance when the hyena gathered up all her heads and pressed them together, cheek to cheek. Maybe she was fearful, awed, or merely subservient. Her body refused to work. She did manage to jolt back when those jaws engulfed all her viewpoints at once, drenching her in drool and darkness alike. The motion just made her grind down on that knot all the harder, provoking a stiff throb of Rosemary’s flare inside her. The added pleasure simply made her all the more rigid, all the more helpless in the clutches of the hyena. Pleasure weakened her, and anticipation sealed her fate.

For all her ravenousness, Shirazi was still smaller than the hellhound herself. That might not have been clear with Jasmine down on her knees like that, but it certainly was once the hyena started gulping. She overwhelmed Jasmine’s perception with all those overpowering swallows, slobbering her way over those faces until she could force them into her throat. That was already enough to bulge the stripes, and there was so much more to eat. Working her way down the hound’s necks, nibbling, slathering, slurping, she eventually found herself bumping her fangs up against a set of shoulders, making her hesitate. That brief flicker of hope was swiftly snuffed when Shirazi barely even hesitated.

All it took was a slight adjustment of her jaws to slip them over a wider part of her feast. Jasmine felt her arms getting squeezed to her sides by the clamping force of that hungry bite. The fangs framing her body skimmed along her fur and skin, leaving little scratches that were oddly pleasant to feel. She bathed in the heat within the other demon’s body, still clenching on a rigid knot the entire time. The twitches passing through her made her think she was about to slip into another orgasm. She was getting wetter, hotter, tighter, and Rosie wasn’t giving her any mercy. The occasional buck or thrust just shoved Jasmine into the dark tunnel of Shirazi’s throat all the faster, until those tits squished up against the hyena’s chin.

Another brief pause was as much reprieve as Jasmine was going to get. Some nibbling and squishing flattened that bust down well enough to slip into a pulsing gullet. That hefty pair made for an impressive bulge slipping down with every heavy swallow. Jasmine felt those gulps resonate all around her, rattling her skulls, making her quiver to her core. She trembled on the cock wedged inside her while the hyena gnawed her way down that swollen belly, making it groan with the extra pressure on her cum-swollen middle. That knot wasn’t letting anything out.

All that strain on her body inspired a cry from at least two of Jasmine’s heads. It was muffled by the flesh squelching all around her, and the grumbles of a looming demon gut. She knew well it wasn’t going to end well for her in there. All the fussing and squirming earned her a harsh smack on the ass. Those wobbling cheeks soon had their turn too, subject to the nibbles of Shirazi’s fangs once the hyena worked her way over that big gut. For as much as she was bulging and expanding with the cerb already touching down in the bottom of her belly, she wasn’t stopping for anything.

The hungry tugs of the hyena’s throat were what it took to finally start to loosen that knot from inside the hound. The fox was reluctant at first, but she started tugging too, throbbing the entire time. Jasmine found herself getting pulled in two directions, with that knot ever so slowly slipping out of her tightly clamping ass. She didn’t make it off before the vixen gave another spurt of cum without warning. There was just a sudden flex of her shaft, and then a sneering snarl from behind the half-swallowed hellhound before Rosie started pumping that bloated meal, stretching her all the more to fill out Shirazi even better.

Rosemary was still cumming when she finally popped that knot out with an immensely slick sound, splattering that thick hound ass before it vanished entirely down the hyena’s throat. Working those hips into her mouth took some kneading, shoving, and nibbling on Shirazi’s part. She added plenty of slurps too. Rosie ended up cumming into the hyena’s open mouth as much as she did all over the hound herself, eventually settling for painting the hyena demon’s breasts and belly alike in the lingering pumps of her cumshot. Shirazi didn’t flinch, even as she got drenched to soaking in fox spunk. Not when she had such good meat sliding into her gut. It was already churning all around Jasmine’s heads.

With a pair of juicy thighs framed between her teeth, the hyena gave up savouring her prey in the slightest. For all the weight and size she was forcing down her throat, all it took to finish off her meal was a sharp, even violent whip of her head back towards the ceiling. She swallowed hard, letting each loud gulp be a declaration to the dance floor and the demons observing the utter defeat of one of their kind. That hound was [i]hers[/i]. She staked her claim with peristalsis, massaging all those matronly curves down her gullet until the last glimpse of Jasmine’s paws disappeared between the hyena’s nightmarish fangs. A mist of demon drool and Jasmine was gone, swelling and sagging the gut all wrapped around every single inch of her curves.

Of course it was a tight fit. Not a particularly comfortable one either. Jasmine had no opportunity to adjust herself before the walls closed in and forced her into a crumpled, curled up pose of utter submission. She managed to get her palms pressing out against her surroundings, making a small impression on that massive bulge, but she could barely struggle. Wriggling at best, she panted with her heads pointed down, ass getting kneaded by the constant ripples of the belly walls on her body. A smack of Shirazi’s lips and then an extended belch left Jasmine’s surroundings quivering and tightening up all the more around her increasingly helpless form.

It tingled within moments. The hellhound wasn’t the only one sloshing anymore once she got soaked from all sides by the free-flowing juices. She squirmed for all her muscles were worth, and accomplished exactly nothing. The best she could hope was that she was just too damn big to digest, even as she listened to those heavy [i]glurrrrrns[/i] and burbles echoing all around her body. That didn’t seem likely. For as burdensome as that bulge would have been on any ordinary predator, the striped demoness stood firmly on her paws, clutching her middle, hefting it up and down with ease. All that hound meat didn’t even seem to throw her off balance.

As tingles turned to itching irritation and the juices soaked right through her fur, Jasmine found herself subjected to even more pressure when Rosemary simply couldn’t help herself. Eyes glinting with malice, the fox pressed close to clutch that swollen gut, somehow finding the hound’s hips in that bulge. She held them tight and pressed her cock against the outline of the cerb’s ass, humping and rubbing on Shirazi’s slathered fur to make even more of a mess out of her. Whether it was an act of belly worship, or merely humiliating and dominating the digesting hound all the more didn’t really matter. It made every [i]glorping[/i] churn that much worse.

Muffled whines turned to the occasional scream when the reality of the situation really began to set in. It wasn’t merely for show. The hound was getting [i]digested[/i], for real. Her demonic form was breaking down as surely as any other mortals, and she could already feel it wasn’t going to come back from such destruction. She was melting down into herself, curves smoothing over, body weakening and slumping even as she refused to stop squirming. Thumping whatever she could against the walls just brought another belch from the hyena’s jaws, one Rosie took in the face with a grin before moving in to lock lips with Shirazi. An intricate intertwining of lengthy tongues came with them making out and humping the churning cerb in triumph.

It was all starting to fall away from her. Jasmine found herself struggling to keep her heads up. The temptation to simply slump down and accept what was happening to her, no matter how terrible it was, remained strong. She panted and grunted, straining against the walls, only to find them pressing on her even harder as if in retaliation. Her body was getting crushed down into something smoother and rounder by all that force, sloshed away into something softer, into a gooey semblance of the proud hellhound she had been. She was already thickening the hyena, too. Somehow she could simply feel herself being distributed onto the curves beneath the stripes, padding Shirazi out into an even softer, more shapely menace. The hyena was going to look a little matronly herself once she finished digesting her fellow demon.

The makeout session was mutually slobbery. The fox kept up with the hyena in that regard, stealing some lingering tastes of the melting prey while she madly humped as if in a frenzy. Shirazi absorbed those thrusts and let them press into Jasmine’s form so deeply they sank in and softened under the thumps of her cock. She was helping unmake the hound with every swing of her hips, but Shirazi’s belly did most of the work. The hound attempted to give another cry, but all she heard was the constant bubbling of the demonic acids working through her body, sinking in to her very core, dissolving her details until she could have been anyone sloshing around in that fat gut.

The demon and the spirit alike sensed the impending demise of their quarry. They succumbed to thrusting, grinding, groping mania, cackling into each other’s mouths. Jasmine heard and felt those sounds alike, even over all the churning, even as her body melted down to the very bone within the striped one. Only her own demonic power kept her alive, but that couldn’t endure forever. The fox and the hyena lunged at each other, grinding to another fur-soaking mutual orgasm, splattering each other and the floor around them with potent jizz all to the pleasure of feeling Jasmine succumb and perish within that shrinking gut. A flurry of activity on the hound’s behalf amounted to very little disturbance of the shrinking bulge she was. What felt like one last valiant effort to her was little more than the meek, dying twitches, fading down to nothing in those final moments, silenced like the rest of her.

Once the last life got squeezed out of her by a particularly powerful flex of the walls around her half-melted form, everything got so much faster. Fuelled by orgasm and by the rush of victory over such an old, powerful demoness, Shirazi churned her way through every last remaining detail of the hound in what seemed like seconds. She absorbed everything, even melting through those many bones, padding herself into a juicy, plump version of herself. Even as orgasm died down, Rosie was all over her, grinning madly as she pressed her fingers deeper and deeper into the plush new curves of the well-fattened hyena, nodding her approval with fangs interlocked.

“God. She looks good on you. I wanna fuck your fat ass so bad right now. Watch that dumb bitch jiggle.”

Shirazi leaned close and gave the fox a smooch on the throat - one that Rosemary was surprisingly generous in accommodating, tilting her head back just to feel those dark lips against her skin. She swayed her many tails and accepted some gropes in return, her cock still dripping her last cumshot but flaring up and swelling out again. Only after they had shared in an ample amount of mutual touching and tasting did the plump demoness speak. Her voice was low and steady, as if choosing every word with care.

“Come. The deeper we descend the darker the places to press close. I will drag her with me, those screaming remnants, siphoned away with each sweet thrust. Drink the fluids to her health while it lasts. I will smother you in what the hound once was, for I am the matron now. Let a thousand souls drain from her former flesh and scream their praises within me.”

Rosie just nodded vigorously to that tirade. “Hell yeah, girl. Lead the way.”

In the midst of the dance floor, two wicked beings took each other by the hand, sharing a tender moment in the aftermath of a demon’s death. Jasmine remained in some small form, diminishing a little more with every thought. Some small piece of her essence was aware of her fate, and could feel herself shaking on the hyena’s curves with every heavy step. That was all going to fade in time, until even her silent screams were stolen away and she was nothing more than a forgotten contributor to the temple of Shirazi’s body. At least she made for much more fat than most of the demon’s prey. She was going to keep those curves padded for years, jiggling upon the bust, belly, hips, thighs, and the fine, striped ass of the mad one. Perhaps she could at least take some small pride in making a demoness that much more tempting.

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“You know, most people won’t believe this, but I’m not actually [i]that[/i] against sharing.” The fox grinned at the hyena, wiggling her hips a little. “If you let me have this one, I’ll be [i]sure[/i] you get a little treat of your own. And I’ll still owe you a favour. Preferably something sexy.”

Shirazi tipped her head one way and then the other before she gave a nod. “Release her from her bonds and I shall predict her future.”

“Trust me, I’m [i]trying[/i]. This bitch is so tight it’s like she wants me to fuck her all night.” Rosie wound up and gave an absolutely shattering spank to that fine hound ass, snickering at the sounds Jasmine made. “God, she’s just [i]so[/i] pathetic. You really think I’d waste that much time on you, doggy?”

A harsh tug brought another yelp from Jasmine’s lips. The hound tried not to squirm so much, but it wasn’t easy when all that pressure made her body tremble just right. She swore she was on the verge of another orgasm, clamping up tight around that knot just before Rosie managed to wrenched it free of that creamed ass. Cum poured down the inside of Jasmine’s thighs, streaming all the way down to her paws while she quivered in the aftermath of that big pullout. That made her easy to take down.

All it took was a quick kick to the back of her knee and she collapsed. She didn’t even fall to kneeling, she simply tumbled right down on her face and belly. The pressure on her hefty, cum-stuffed middle proved too much, and she quickly turned herself over just in time to succumb to Shirazi’s wicked plot. As much as Jasmine had already been thoroughly dominated by the pair, she was still embarrassed to be turned into a throne. A thick, soft, warm rump all clad in stripes and sweat completely engulfed her faces when Shirazi nestled down atop each head she could manage, squishing one between her cheeks and the others beneath them.

Rubbing and grinding back into Jasmine eventually produced the subservience she expected. The hound was left to listen to the other demon cackle in pleasure once the worship commenced. Jasmine licked, lapping at the perspiration clinging to that silver fur, or pressing right in deep to stroke her tongue along the contours of a smooth, black rim. She swam in hyena musk and drank it down, lost in the rapturous results of adoring the sweetest scent of all. Licking that hole like she was trying to lube it up, she drooled for Shirazi and basked in her so deeply she hardly noticed what the vixen was up to.

A clasp of her ankles, and Rosemary easily tugged the hound’s feet towards her cock. It was a massive, flared monster, all streaked in sex, still dripping cum, and it easily stretched to get even bigger. A brief, maw-like gape of her cockslit, and then she started wrapping up those toes, those paws, and more. There wasn’t much in the way of savouring on Rosie’s part. She wasn’t in it for the details. Her balls gave an audible churn, even over the music and the moans, clenching up tight with the need for a thick demon bitch to fill them.

Shirazi was simultaneously the softest and the heaviest thing of all. Jasmine couldn’t have budged her if she wanted to. She made no such attempt. If anything, she all but fed herself to the demoness, pressing in deep, kissing that ass, worshipping it as thoroughly as she possibly could. Not even the sudden [i]pump[/i] of vixen cock around her calves could distract her. Singlemindedly focused on worshipping the demoness who had proven stronger made her such easy prey for the spirit clutching her by the thighs and dragging her way with every sloppy gulp of that sleek black dick.

Bulging her way into Rosemary’s shaft left Jasmine squirming all the more. The fox mostly let her cock do its thing, stroking at it to ensure it was as stiff as possible. The pleasure alone kept her flexing and swallowing, working along the juicy thighs of her prey with a squish and a stretch. For as juicy as Jasmine was, all it took was some pressure to force her down that spire, to turn her into a bulge beneath the dark flesh.

“Acting like you don’t even have a fucking clue, but I [i]know[/i] you do. Inside that mom bod there’s a total freak, isn’t there? A dumb little slut who can’t wait to be a splat of jizz.”

Jasmine was in no position to respond to Rosie’s taunting. She didn’t have much of a comeback anyway. It was getting more and more difficult to deny everything she was accused of being. Even as that cock worked its way up her thighs, squishing them together and squeezing them as small as they could be, she wasn’t really tugging away. Maybe it was partly out of the doubt that the vixen really could go all the way. Jasmine could sense Shirazi’s power, as unpredictable and prone to spikes as it was. Rosemary was a total unknown to her, from another realm entirely. Whether a spirit could truly devour such an ancient demoness was something she’d only believe when she saw it herself.

The biggest obstacle was those hips, but the fox hardly flinched when she worked her way over them. Her flare bulged obscenely with the shape of those curves, but Rosie meanwhile was tending to her claws, acting as if she hardly noticed the half-swallowed hound touching down into her balls. Shirazi slowly rose from her seat to let Jasmine have a look at that casual, uncaring predator. The fox even managed to keep that up for a while until she finally gave a little flinch, a little wriggle of pleasure once she started gathering up those long legs in her heavy nuts. She started churning prey before she was even done swallowing her.

Jasmine felt the tingle of that burbling cum all around her paws. She splayed her toes and felt it getting between them, then soaking its way up along her legs as she sank deeper and deeper. That cock was hungry enough to drag her right along the floor with its possessive clenches alone. She remembered she was supposed to be struggling far too late. The grip on her ass felt oddly good, too. A few squirms, a few sways from side to side, a few pushes at the dick devouring her whole were as token as resistance could be.

It was then that the vixen abandoned all her nonchalance and suddenly lunged forth with her eyes glowing bright magenta and her fangs all locked together in a maniac grin to rival Shirazi’s own. She huffed and grunted with pleasure, pumping her hips, fucking her way over that dog belly, pushing her stretching shaft up under the hound’s breasts. Jasmine’s instincts weren’t so dull that she simply accepted that. She pushed and fought with more energy, more desperation the more of her that disappeared down that dick, pushing out under the shiny black surface as a wrapped up set of curves. Her arms just ended up stretched above her head when the unrelenting pulse of cock slurped even more of her away, squeezing her tits hard.

Rosemary was nearly drooling with psychotic lust by the time she got that far. She leaned in close and stretched her tongue out to an excessive length just to slurp each of Jasmine’s faces in turn. There was plenty of hyena sweat on the dog’s fur, and the fox lapped it up just as eagerly as Jasmine had herself. When she was done, she reeled her tongue back in between her bared teeth and worked her way up those necks, all at once. The hellhound could only give her increasingly muffled cries, gasping out one last time, one head after another, before she was completely engulfed in fox cock and smothered in musk.

The scent and taste had been potent enough from the outside. Sliding down that shaft and getting coated in all those inner juices at once left Jasmine positively swimming in that rich, raunchy essence. It felt as if it was staining her very soul, or whatever it was that lurked within a demoness anyway. She struggled to the last clench, but there was so much force being applied to her body she could hardly even tense her muscles. Her heads vanished from the mortal world in a splat of prespunk, and she descended, drenched all the more with each inch.

Tucking into a plump pair of fox nuts and soaking in all the cum that awaited her left Jasmine struggling all the more. Gone was the rapture and the worship, replaced instead by the horror of being digested. It had already begun. She could barely feel her toes after soaking in that potent jizz for so long, and the rest of her body wasn’t getting treated much better. The walls flexed down on her with enough force she thought she was going to be crushed in an instant. Rosemary leaned back, legs spread wide, and bucked her hips to jostle her massive prey around, thumping her stuffed balls against the floor.

“Haha. Get clenched, loser.”

The vixen stroked herself and she kneaded in on that soft body, feeling Jasmine up through the layers. Soaking in the heat and the musk was already making the hound weary, making her weak and dizzy, making every squirm a struggle. She was already tempted to succumb, especially once Shirazi joined in on the touching. The hyena’s cackles were shrill and excited watching all that hellhound getting squeezed and juiced down into fresh cum. The spunk was already rising, already thickening with everything Jasmine was unwillingly contributing to that fresh, hot load. Rosie’s nuts were sloshing all the louder every single time they churned. It wasn’t going to be much longer, even for such a potent demoness as Jasmine.

“Death, a trivial touch to the demonkind, speaks truly in your remaining moments,” Shirazi giggled, as if it was a joke. “Smooth the faces of the hunted, smiling despite the screams.”

Jasmine could make some sense of that, at least. She was already getting smoothed over, losing her details, and her fluff. The cum worked swiftly to invade her, to sink into every hole it could, digesting her and assimilating her all at once. She was collapsing, her facial features falling into a gaping, silent wail of anguish over her messy fate. Her attempts at struggling were weaker and weaker, suppressed by the constant clenching crunch of the vixen nuts crushing and squishing her into spunk, forcing her into a tighter and tighter shape. The hound’s gasps were barely more than bubbling, and her struggles mere sloshing in the rising cream all around the lump of her less and less recognizable body.

“Oh my fuck, she’s so pathetic in there, you wouldn’t even believe it. Churns up just like any other mortal.” Rosemary’s laughter was near delirious in tone, as if maddened by sheer contempt for her prey. “I’m gonna melt her to nutslop and then fuck her inside you. We’ll each take our own little piece of whatever is left of her blank little mind.”

Shirazi’s approving nods were every bit as imbued with sadistic madness. “To have, to taste, to break down to its final fragments. Never to mend, never to scream or moan alike. Unless we will it.”

“Fuck yeah. [i]Unnnnnnngh[/i], just fucking [i]die[/i] already you three-headed whore ... !”

Rosemary trailed off into grunts and even snarls of pleasure, pumping her cock with both hands while the hyena massaged her balls to help all that prey settle in. There was little more Jasmine could do other than cry out. One last muffled scream escaped what remained of her mouths, gooped and [i]glorshed[/i] down to something hardly resembling a hellhound anymore. The sound endured until it was suddenly silenced by a deep, crunching [i]clench[/i] of those balls. Everything that kept Jasmine together got squeezed down to nothing more than a vague shape bulging in those bloated balls. She made for an absolutely massive amount of cum packing the vixen’s sack to the very brim, pulling it tight and smooth, and that was all.

Some vague semblance of her essence remained there, sloshing around in all that spunk, but her body was very much gone. Desecrated and destroyed, she was left in silence, soaking in the aftermath of her humiliation, faintly sensing the pressure working its way all the way up to the tip of Rosemary’s cock. That dick was flared out and twitching madly, already leaking an excess of juices all the way down its length to pool in the middle of her loudly gurgling nuts. Her sack jumped and flexed with the utter need for release. She wasn’t waiting to find a condom, and she didn’t have to anyway. Shirazi was happy to volunteer herself for such a service.

Crawling, climbing, and eventually pushing over a vixen who accepted her own slow-motion toppling. It was worth flopping on her back and sprawling out just to feel the demoness pinning her down and sitting snugly on that twitching, prey-fed dick. Shirazi let her stripes grind down that spire until she was sitting at the very base. Then she went back up again, finding that flexing tip, fitting it snug between her cheeks. She hesitated there - not out of any sort of difficulty or trepidation, but to loom just above Rosemary’s face, jaws wide to let the drooling cackles free. The vixen could only offer her own approving laughter right back.

“Ride me dry, you lunatic. You’re so cute when you’re at your craziest.”

“[i]Sssssssssucculence[/i] ...” the demon hissed.

“Uh huh.”

Rosemary might have flirted and teased a little more, but even she was left speechless by the sensation of a tight, black ring wrapping snug around her flare, stretching all around her girth, then wrapping snug around every inch the hyena engulfed. A deep, sweaty dive down to the very base all in one smooth, clenching slide left the both of them shuddering in pleasure. A pump of Rosie’s nuts left her spurting the first trace of Jasmine into the demoness. The hyena arched her back, thumping her ass down on the fox’s hips, holding herself there to savour in the sample of the creamed hound. Then she began to rise.

The anticipation quivered between them both as the hyena rose up from her deep squat atop that cock, holding, squeezing, milking every inch as she ascended. She held that pose, legs firm, tail slowly swaying, tongue hanging over her lower teeth. Then she dropped down hard, slamming it all inside her at once, right down to the knot. The squelch of slick bulb locking inside of her all at once rang out through the dance floor like a shockwave.

Shirazi spurted a hefty dose of precum all over the vixen's face and tits, splattering her thoroughly enough to make a whole cumshot. Her own cock was twitching just as much as Rosemary’s. Those pulses of pleasure ran through both their bodies, until they were all but convulsing together in the ritual of indulgence. Jasmine’s clenched up remnants helped fuel it all. That tiny scrap of her remaining mind felt some tingle in the middle of it all, sharing in her own desecration as the demon and the spirit fucked in her diminished name.

Such a mess they made of each other. The juices ran from under Shirazi’s tail just as they soaked the vixen’s fur. They were a puddle of perspiration and sex, panting, drooling, steaming up the whole room with their scents. Bathing in each other’s musk felt the most fitting tribute to Jasmine’s total annihilation. They were tense, tighter, clenching and flexing together, rattling with laughter. Any remaining mortals still hiding nearby were surely caught up in the rise of their collective madness.

When they could rut and thump no harder, bouncing, humping, when they were locked together in knot-popping, slurping, slamming brutality. It would have broken anyone less than Rosemary to be on the receiving end of that hip-crushing demon ride. She simply held on tight, burying her whole shaft in that sleek, tight ass over and over again, bulging Shirazi’s belly with the all that fox cock, letting the tremors of impending orgasm jiggle those fine curves. Her balls were surging with tension, flexing up tight, smoothing, rounding, loudly churning up the very last details of that creamed up hellhound. It was worth snuffing out that powerful being just for the climax she made of her.

Clutching each other, snapping at the air, quivering in their forbidden ecstasy, they split that demonic soul with the power of Rosemary’s cumshot. That last piece of Jasmine felt herself gushing through the vixen’s solid shaft, draining from her oversized balls, pouring into the demon’s body. The hound-cum swelled that belly taut in seconds, leaving her sloshing, wobbling with every savage bounce of her hips. Deeper and deeper she went, swallowing Jasmine inside of her, leaving the digested hound all the more disoriented when she was gurgling inside two bodies all at once. Rosemary couldn’t help her moans as she let it all out at once, jizzing Jasmine out all at once until her nuts back down to their regular, plump size once more. Plus a little more padding.

The hellhound was just going to get churned up all over again, sloshing inside Shirazi, swelling out that belly as if the demoness was all knocked up. Every passing moment, every little rumble of that gut left Jasmine a little less than ever. The fragment of her mind tingled in Rosemary’s nuts and slowly dissolved in Shirazi’s stomach all at once. It was quieter with every second. The voices within the hyena fell silent just as Jasmine did too, imprisoned in the flesh of demon and spirit all at once. She had been so very great, and had fallen so very far. Her legacy was enhancing the seductive curves of the striped one, and fuelling the potency of the wicked vixen, all because she dropped her guard and submitted to the pleasure she craved that Halloween night.